Lan Feng continued to do his job as a nanny during the day, and occasionally a few named disciples came over and mocked him coldly, and he just ignored it as a gust of wind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Lan Feng, do you know? Cultivating immortals is really an interesting thing! The master told me today that as long as the owner always carries the items in the mortal world, it will sense immortal power and have a special effect. The thought that I would have an aura in the future made me excited. Tong Sheng sat cross-legged on the bed, took out a black bead from his pocket and thought it carefully, "I'm really curious what it will be for." ”

"You have no rosary!" In order to think of this magic weapon, Lan Feng was stuck for two days, and finally had to thank the suggestions of netizens in the bar to research such a thing. At this time, it looks like it's just an ordinary bead.

Tong Sheng looked surprised, "Brother, have you ever seen this thing?"

"I haven't seen it, just make it up!" Lan Feng said very casually.

"Good idea, when I picked up this bead from the spirit mine, I felt that it was very fun, and on a whim, I gave it a name, called Black Egg, or do you have literary talent!" Tong Sheng grinned and said in a firm tone: "Okay, Black Egg, from today onwards, you will have a name for no rosary, do you hear?"

Lan Feng saw Tong Sheng talking to the beads stupidly, so he shook his head helplessly, rolled up his sleeves and stared at the colorful rope on his wrist.

I heard that the colorful rope can keep the safety and bring good luck to the wearer, so Lan Feng bought one for nine yuan nine on the Internet, and it is said that the master opened it. As a result, he crossed the next day, and Lan Feng has always used this rope as a medium for crossing, and he may be able to wear it back when he encounters danger one day. Tong Sheng's words reminded him of this rope again, will it have any effect?

Tong Sheng also noticed the colorful rope on Lan Feng's hand, ran over, touched it lightly with his hand, and suddenly showed a look of surprise: "Wow! I have never seen such soft jewelry, and then look at its color, the five colors are intertwined with each other, softly hanging on your arm, like a petite baby, it is pitiful, extraordinary, it is definitely not a vulgar thing!"

"Damn, this thing can be blown by you like this, Brother Tong, it's a pity that you don't become a spokesperson!" Lan Feng's mouth is wide open, and a broken rope can be blown by him, this child is not simple, not simple!

"What is the spokesperson, is it the salt seller?" Tong Sheng looked like an ignorant child at this time.

It's normal for him to not understand modern vocabulary. But is there really any secret to this colorful rope? Lan Feng felt that the development of his character was becoming more and more confusing.

Tong Sheng took out a book from under the pillow and threw it to Lan Feng, "Memorize it well, there is an exam next month, maybe you will become a registered disciple after passing!"

The way of immortals, the way of cultivating immortals, is a compulsory course for entry. Even if you don't take the exam, you have to memorize it. At night, Tong Sheng taught him the method of meditation and cultivation, and he only had to work and memorize during the day.

Occasionally, a disciple passing by would humiliate him.

"A disciple that no one wants, what immortal dao do you still remember?"

"Immortal Dao can't do such a simple thing, I'm really worried about your IQ!"

"Senior Brother Lan Feng, if you hadn't washed our clothes for us, I really hope you would get out of Chu Yunfeng right away!"

......

There are many more ugly words than this, and Lan Feng remembered them one by one. The time has not yet come.

In a month's time, Tong Sheng's careful teaching, coupled with the assistance of the spirit stone, allowed him to be successfully reborn and enter the threshold of cultivating immortals, the foundation casting period.

"Brother Tong, everything you did for me Lan Feng is in my heart. Lan Feng watched his progress and was full of gratitude to Tong Sheng.

"Haha, are you polite with me?" Tong Sheng glanced at Lan Feng, "But Lan Feng, most of the disciples have entered the condensation period, I am not as smart as you, but it is already in the qi stage, what I can teach you is not as good as the master after all, you have to work hard for tomorrow's exam! ”

Lan Feng held his head and looked at the moon outside the window through the window. It is said in the Immortal Dao that stepping into the Immortal Gate has to go through a total of thirteen thresholds, casting the foundation, opening the light, Xingqi, Peiyuan, condensing qi, pneumatic, fusion, heartbeat, fetal breath, Bigu, refining, spinning, and building the foundation.

The road to cultivating immortals is much more difficult than he imagined, I really don't know what the protagonists in Xiuzhen's novels have experienced, admire. This little suffering he has suffered is really nothing compared to them!

Most of the protagonists have been oppressed, but they will still offend some masters, lucky to meet a gentle author, they are hunted down, unlucky to meet a cruel author, the whole family is hunted down, and finally destroyed. Suddenly feeling that it was a happy thing to have no father and no mother, and no one to control his fate, Lan Feng was silently glad in his heart.

Tomorrow is the time to work harder, become a registered disciple, and strive to enter the foundation building period, Lan Feng silently cheered himself up in his heart.