Compared with when he first came, the heart of the fallen leaves has changed subtly, and he is more pragmatic, but this has not changed much, maybe it is just out of curiosity and love for cultivating immortals, it depends on whether he can persist for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The first refining of refined iron was still smooth, and he was praised by Lu Zhicheng, and he couldn't help but be a little happy, this is the case with the young man, if you give him some support and encouragement, he will work harder.

"In the future, I will also be able to refine magic weapons!" Falling leaves cheered himself up, and the longing in his heart seemed real, as long as he worked hard, he would definitely refine the magic weapon, and maybe it wouldn't be long before he could refine the magic weapon.

The more I thought about it, the more beautiful I felt, and gradually immersed myself in the beautiful dream I had weaved, and my saliva flowed.

"Falling leaves!"

Fallen leaves were woken up by a soft call, felt the corners of his mouth sticky, and wiped them a few times with his hands.

raised his head just to touch Lu Zhicheng's gaze, and a trace of shame rose in his heart, for fear that his dream would be pierced by him, and even more afraid of hearing a sentence "not pragmatic".

Then he smiled cutely to resolve his embarrassment, and saw that Lu Zhicheng's face had not changed before he put his heart down.

"Let's get here today, go back and remember to practice the exercises. Lu Zhicheng fixed his eyes on Chen Ao's body and said sternly, "I don't want to see you do this kind of thing today, put away your careful thoughts, and concentrate on cultivating." ”

"Yes. Chen Ao replied respectfully.

I went back earlier today than yesterday, and the fallen leaves were not in a hurry to go back, and walked slowly.

The hour is past the hottest hour, and the sunset sun casts the red afterglow on the Luoxia peak, and the green trees are delicately touching.

There were a few reddish clouds dyed by the sun floating in the sky, and the occasional bird or two unknown names flew by, but it added a bit of gloom.

"Is this the artistic conception of that poem? Luoxia and Lonely Something fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky... Well, it's summer, and I was wrong. Fallen Leaf patted his head and smiled.

Unconsciously returned to the house, Zhang Wanqian had not come back yet, and he felt funny when he remembered that he was crying out for pain in his dream last night, and he slept well under the comfort of his old age.

"I don't know when my uncle will come back, his task today should be the same as his own. "I don't know if I can finish it sooner." ”

The fallen leaves had been running for a few weeks, refining the true qi in his body by a few points, and he stood up and walked out of the house.

The place where the miscellaneous disciples live is located at the foot of the mountain, some distance from the mountainside, and you can see the four peaks when you look up.

From a distance, the other three peaks looked like giant pillars inserted into the sky, and the mist was full of mystery.

The fog is not very thick, you can vaguely see the scenery of the three peaks, although the north side is steep and difficult to climb, but there are also many small trees, when you look at these small trees, you will inexplicably feel in the bottom of your heart, strong life can always find a way to survive in the harsh environment.

On the whole, the four peaks can be regarded as verdant.

Falling Leaves stretched out his arms, facing Xu Feng, fascinated by it, "I don't know what my mother is doing, my life as an immortal mother should be better, the master doesn't know if it counts when he speaks, I don't dare to do that bad thought anymore." There are also two dogs, that kid is a good blessing, Yihongyuan not only gave him Xiao Taohong, but also gave him a house. ”

Thinking about it, I laughed, the whole family is glorious when I enter the immortal road alone, and I don't know what kind of scene it will be when I go home again.

There were people walking down from the mountainside, and it was the miscellaneous disciples who had completed the task, most of them had tired faces, and it was very hard for them to complete a piece of fine iron.

These people were amazed when they saw the fallen leaves.

finally saw Zhang Wanqian's figure, and the fallen leaves greeted him.

Zhang Wanqian was even more embarrassed than yesterday, his clothes were black in many places, and his steps were a little fluttering.

"What's wrong?" asked Fallen Leaf as she helped him.

Zhang Wanqian didn't answer, he wanted to break free of the fallen leaves, but after all, he was too weak to have the strength, so he had to let him support him.

When the two returned to the house, Zhang Wanqian threw himself on the bed, his face rushing down and not moving.

When he was tired, he didn't pay attention to it, and after a while, he felt that something was not quite right, and shouted twice.

Zhang Wanqian still didn't answer, and there was a whimpering sound.

Falling Leaves asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you, is someone bullying you?"

After a while, Zhang Wanqian sat up and said to himself: "I'm not very useless, I can't do anything." ”

"What's the matter, don't worry, speak slowly. Fallen Leaves comforted.

After being appeased for a while, Zhang Wanqian was not as excited as that, and explained the reason.

It turned out that he had improperly operated the fryer while refining fine iron, and was severely punished.

Most of the things like the fryer happen when the refining is too high, and the Ding furnace can't bear the energy inside, and there has never been a new miscellaneous disciple who has exploded the furnace when refining refined iron.

"The person you followed is really angry, even if you are punished, I want you to pay for the new furnace. Falling leaves scolded, "You change your clothes, let's go to dinner." ”

Although Zhang Wanqian felt uncomfortable, he still endured it, washed Lian with clean water and changed into clean clothes.

Falling leaves felt unfair for him, where is the new miscellaneous disciple going to get the new furnace, or ask Senior Brother Lu Zhicheng tomorrow.

The food of the miscellaneous disciples is much better than that of mortals, and the food is planted by the sect itself, and the ingredients absorb some of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to give birth to a trace of energy, so they add a spiritual word in front, such as rice is called spiritual rice.

In the past, Tsukudoji still needed food to replenish his physical strength, although it was not like three meals a day like mortals, one meal was still necessary.

Lingmi Lingcai is very forbidden to be hungry, if you are full of food, you can not be hungry for three days, you can cultivate to the realm of building the foundation to open the valley, and absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to supply the needs.

Building the foundation is a watershed, and when you get to it, you will get rid of the mortal womb, and if you can't get there, you will only prolong your life for more than ten years or decades.

There are rumors of many immortals in the mortal world, saying that they can live forever, whether they are really immortal mortals don't know, but someone has encountered the same immortal twice, and time has passed for fifty years, and there is no trace of time on the face of the immortal.

Not to mention these for the time being, Fallen Leaves liked the food here very much, so he picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate them.

The time for the miscellaneous disciples to eat is fixed, and there are also food when they come later, so it is not uncommon if they are unlucky to have nothing left.

There are rules in the sect that it is not allowed to eat meat, and over time, this place is called Zhaitang.

The hall is very spacious, and there are two hundred people sitting together, but these miscellaneous disciples do not come to eat together, sometimes there are a dozen or dozens of people, and sometimes there are only a few people in the hall eating, and it is difficult to see that it is crowded inside.