Chapter 18: Three years after three years

Dan Yuanzi drove the flying boat down the clouds and stopped on a mountain covered in mist.

"Alright, junior brothers and sisters, we are here!"

Meng Huan looked down the boat, the mountains were shrouded in a cloud and mist, and the fog moved with the wind, as if it couldn't be blown away, and nothing could be seen from the outside.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see! As he spoke, he drove the flying boat through a cloud and mist, and entered a mountain forest.

The trees planted in the mountains and forests are all sycamores, among the ordinary trees, the sycamore wood gas is the most vigorous, the legend says that the phoenix is not a sycamore and does not live, and there is no treasure to fall, it is precisely because of the wood gas that is prosperous.

The outside looks cloudy, but the inside looks like a clear sky, the earth's veins converge, and the aura is countless times richer than the outside, and the name of the blessed land is worthy of its name.

Flying over the mountains and forests, the flying boat landed on a hill, disappeared, everyone stumbled for a while, and the old man almost fell, but fortunately, Dan Yuanzi stroked his hand, and everyone landed smoothly.

On the hill is not the imaginary palace Que Yuyu, the twelve white buildings, and there are no crane boys and ginseng elves. There were only a few wooden houses, a few earthen holes, and a big bird that looked like a pheasant and a peacock looked at them curiously.

"It's... This is where the immortals live?" finally someone couldn't help but ask.

"Otherwise, it's the self that cultivates, not the external things. Okay, you first find a place to rest, build your own house, and I'll talk to you tomorrow. ”

The figure disappeared in a flash, leaving behind a group of confused beginner disciples.

"This is where we are going to practice? We won't be deceived, right?" said a teenager, who was visibly jumpy.

"Hmph! The way of cultivation must first work one's mind and muscles, but the conditions are just a little simpler, as long as one has attained immortality, this kind of hard work is nothing. "That old man really has a deep understanding, and every sentence is a big truth.

"Alright then, let's build a wooden house!"

"That, the old man's legs and feet are inconvenient, can you ask the little brother for a favor, the old man is grateful. ”

The boy was speechless.

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"Where, where, where are the brothers and sisters?" The next morning, a man dressed as a farmer and looking a little thin appeared outside the wooden hut and kept wandering.

Meng Huan did not live in a wooden house, but sat on a large rock with a ball and spent the night stargazing.

He turned his head to look at the man, wondering what this so-called 'senior brother' was trying to do.

The man felt keenly, and when he noticed that Meng Huan was staring at him again, he said embarrassedly, "That... I'll just take a look, don't mind. ”

He turned around and slipped away.

After a while, another person came over, his body was messy, pitch black, a bit like digging coal just came out, and he thought of the 'senior brother' before, looked at it curiously, said yes again and again, and left after a circle.

Everyone woke up by this trouble, and just in time for Dan Yuanzi, who left yesterday, to appear, and asked everyone to gather to arrange something.

"That, everyone who has entered my Danxue Mountain is my disciple. There is no distinction between master and apprentice among the disciples in the door, and everyone calls me a senior brother or a Taoist friend, who is the master of the mountain, and can also be called a Taoist friend. ”

"May I ask Senior Brother, if there is no master, teach us how to practice?" the girl said to everyone.

"Don't worry about that, just listen to me first. ”

"Later, your basic qi refining method will be passed on in the gate, and then you will have to go through a year of watering and planting medicine, a year of adding firewood to make fire, and a year of cleaning the mountain gate..."

Maybe this 'immortal' seemed to be easier to speak, but before he finished speaking, someone interrupted: "Then can we practice alchemy in three years?"

Then another year of watering and planting medicine, a year of adding firewood to make a fire, and a year of cleaning the mountain gate..."

"Then cultivate immortals and refine qi?"

"No, no, no, you still do these things until the next group of disciples enter the mountain, and you can learn alchemy. "Dan Yuanzi had a 'surprised, not happy' expression.

And everyone looked constipated, of course Meng Huan didn't care, he already had the Dao, he just wanted to practice in this blessed place.

At this time, they knew that the two 'senior brothers' just now were circling around them with an excited look, and if they did this for three hundred years, they were afraid that it would be no different from them.

Dan Yuanzi continued: "You don't have to be depressed, the medicine in the plant is the elixir, the fire is burned by the Danhuo, and the floor is swept by the Tibetan scripture cave. And every three years, there is a mountain master preaching, and all the younger brothers and sisters can come to listen. ”

"Okay, I'll pass on your method of refining qi, and then your cultivation will depend on your creation. ”

He pointed at everyone's heads, but he didn't pass it on to Meng Huan. Although Meng Huan didn't need it, he wasn't sure if this 'senior brother' was going to be unfavorable to him, after all, he was a beginner in art.

Everyone was understanding, but Dan Yuanzi said to Meng Huan: "Since you have practiced, there are scriptures and classics in the mountain, go and read it yourself." ”

Meng Huan was taken aback, but he had a lot of good feelings about this Danxue Mountain at this time, and he thought that the sect was full of intrigue and sectarian competition.

When they woke up, Dan Yuanzi made another box, put in the white, blue, and red balls, and let them draw them, the white ball cleaned the mountain gate, the cyan ball took care of the medicinal materials, and the red ball went to be the alchemy boy. It's all about fate... No, it's luck.

Meng Huan was assigned to the medicine garden, along with the old man and the only girl. Meng Huan felt that it was just right, he needed a quiet place to practice qi refining with little to do.

When I arrived at the medicine garden, no one handed over it, but there were a large number of books in the medicine garden house, and Meng Huan flipped through them casually, all of which expounded the five elements of some medicinal materials, the principle of feng shui and feng shui, and the notes on how to plant each medicinal material in the medicine garden, which must have been the handover notes left by his predecessor.

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Five Immortal Valley, it is rumored in the door that the valley master has been inherited by Lu Yue, the god of the ancient plague department, and they worship the plague god, and the one who kneels is the saint of Shangqing.

However, the people in the valley have never seen the plague god appear, and the plague god doesn't seem to think that this is his Taoism, but the people in the Five Immortals Valley are keen on this, and even changed their disciples to the surname Lu.

Lu Zhong and Lu Qian were kneeling in front of a cave at this time, they had been kneeling for a day and a night, but no one came to receive them.

They were the two monks who had been robbed by Meng Huan, kneeling in front of the Shizun Cave and begging for comfort.

After a while, a woman came out.

Lu Zhong hurriedly said: "Senior sister, please also give the master respect, the disciple wants to take the master jade talisman to use." ”

"Oh, Master was in retreat last night, so come back in a year. ”

"You—" The woman ignored him and turned away.

"Senior brother, what should I do. ”

"Wait, I can't find the thief without the jade talisman, I just hope that he hasn't left the Pingyang area yet. The man's expression was solemn, and he felt that he was no longer respected by his teacher.

"What about my plague?" the woman was still concerned about the magic weapon.

"There won't be less of you, the people of that county are still there a year later. He flicked his sleeves and left.

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And Meng Huan only remembered at this time, it seemed that his loot had not been checked.