Cultivation of Immortals starts from chopping firewood to lay the foundation

For Zhu Shiwu, it was only 500 years, the level that the foundation-building cultivators could do with their efforts.

This medic has a problem.

With a few knives resting on his neck, the ancestor of Jiuyou was 'frightened' just right,

"The point is that the soul-absorbing bead can save Captain Zhu. We only know that Zou Laodao held that bead in the end, and we don't know anything else."

"Why do you speak in such a tone today?" Jiuyou Patriarch broke out of his body after speaking.

Zhu Shiwu believed it, and immediately sent troops to search for and interrogate him. He wanted to bring a military doctor to identify him.

People who are sick and lying down add one.

"Young master Zhu, see if you want the genius doctor to take care of this matter."

"A plague broke out in Lintian City. Those in the army who drank the potion are completely fine, but many soldiers are concerned about the safety of their families."

"A genius doctor can cure everything, so why bother looking for those illusory beads."

The miracle doctor refers to Zhu Dahua.

The system sorts, the task is always the first priority, and Zhu Dahua's reputation is not reminded.The intensified plague made the name of the miracle doctor almost unknown to everyone.

Zhu Shiwu shook his head, "She is not a miracle doctor, what does Bai Lingjiao say?"

"The Fairy is missing."

Regardless of the earnest pleas of the soldiers and civilians, Zhu Shiwu insisted on responding in the traditional way, which aroused a lot of complaints.

Therefore, Zhu Dahua's time here is surprisingly quiet.

After finishing a table of meals and walking around with a swollen belly to digest, Ace failed to get the Scrawled Cat back, so he had to go get it himself.

Scrawled cat has seen the cold of ice and snow, Lai pressed on Zhu Shiquan's chest, daydreaming beautifully.

Zhu Dahua wants to say something, but it's also good for Yun to raise cats, which saves trouble.

But the safety of the kitten must be guaranteed. There are monsters in this world. If the kitten is treated as a snack, the grand occasion of house seizure will happen again. It is too sour to eat the soul, and I don’t want to enter the palace again.

Zhu Dahua felt that spells or cards could be used to hide the spiritual roots, but a living creature was brought in, which would only add to the trouble.

The sky-gazing mirrors all over the upper world were scrapped during the thunder disaster, and only a small number of high-level magic weapons survived. The holders of these mirrors faced a common problem, the well-rooted golden spirit roots disappeared.

The location of disappearance is in the lower realm, not being exhausted, not being obliterated, but being hidden like a haze of smoke, flickering.

Danfeng.

"Should a junior with such talent be brought with him, to expel the lower realm?"

"Ginger girl may be in the lower realm."

"It's true that she hasn't seen her in a hundred years looking for the way to transform the gods for the sect. If she is in the lower realm, I'm afraid it will be more or less ominous."

The two old ladies were chatting, and on one side was the scrapped sky-viewing mirror. Jiang Yuan rushed in as if he was going home, "Meng Zhen, Meng Gu, I want Dan Feng to guarantee me the use of the spirit boat."

"Senior sister, you can't do it."

"What's the matter, I'll go and pick up my flowers." Jiang Yuan took the palm seal with his familiar way, and wrote the paperwork with the other hand in one go.

"Senior sister, let me ask you, which one is more important to you, the Zhu family or Zhu Dahua?"

The seal hung an inch above the document, Jiang Yuan stopped, hesitating for a moment, the two old ladies were busy outputting frantically,
"Bai Lu has been ordered to go by Master Yuan Qiong. If you go to the lower realm like this, Zhu Zhengxin is afraid that he will not know when he will return."

"They didn't get anything at all, why should Daoist Yuan Qiong keep asking so much?"

"Where is Master Yuan Qiong?" Meng Zhen couldn't say anymore, and said,
"Senior sister, don't get confused. Zhu Dahua will be blessed if he survives a catastrophe. The sect has some people in the lower realm. It would be the best if we can find Jiang Nu to protect Zhu Dahua."

Jiang Yuan nodded with a subtle expression. The two old ladies thought it was done, but they saw Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "Speak out, the owner of the god treasure is Jiang Nu, and everything and people are in the lower realm."

"Senior sister, it will be very difficult for you to be so honorable."

"No one can find Jiangnu at all." Jiang Yuan stood up, determined as if she was the leader of Danfeng,
"My Hua'er wants to practice so much, I can't let her hide in the lower realm forever.

The venerable's good intentions were put aside, and all eyes were on Jiang Nu. Naturally, no one made things difficult for me, Hua'er, and you quickly sent the spirit boat to bring me back. "Fall printed into an order.

The two old ladies couldn't resist Jiang Yuan, so they had no choice but to release this rumor that shocked the three worlds.

The lower realm suddenly became lively, but people only saw a meteor shower, as if there was a fairy spirit.

A meteor shower, a memorial baptism.

All the officials in the world have come forward to sing bad news, accusing the emperor of militarism, and so on, and finally decided to sacrifice to the heavens and the earth. The weather has changed.

Wars seem to give way to this, and the border is in disarray. The undercurrent at the bottom has calmed down after the Uyghurs withdrew. Sporadic frictions have occurred from time to time, as if to commemorate the years of war and chaos.

The thin spiritual energy allows monks to travel around the world for a short time, looking for the legendary strong man and treasure.

When the first martial arts master smashed rocks with his bare hands, the lower realm of Hongyuan entered the era of universal cultivation.

In Zhu Dahua's daily life, eating and chopping firewood are repeated, and he is happy to be leisurely without being disturbed.

[Number of wood chopping times: 337991/1000000]

["Golden Knife God of War" opens the foundation chapter (1st floor: 1000/[-])]

Never been richer.

Because chopping firewood can temper the body, Zhu Dahua didn't touch the "Six Paths of Heavenly Demon Art", so she didn't practice heavy makeup on her face, and she was a clean girl, the kind she couldn't find in the crowd.

Very well behaved and did not run around.Zhu Shiwu visited twice, but never came again.

Zhu Dahua didn't like to be interrupted or surrounded by spectators, so Ace went to another place to collect firewood while Zhu Dahua was chopping firewood. Here, he led to the next place, vaguely heading towards the imperial city.

The ancestor of Jiuyou stared resentfully, staring at the auspicious cloud above Zhu Dahua's head.

With such a strong luck, he only knows how to chop firewood!

It's a pity that this luck is not good to use for something, but chopping firewood!
Demon Lord, why did you become like this?

The soul of Jiuyou Patriarch was tortured beyond recognition.

There is always a source of strong luck. Good things are happening around Zhu Dahua. The nearest trump card is just a month away. After experiencing promotion, fortune, house, and wife, he blushes and his heart beats faster every day.

With such good luck, Patriarch Jiuyou couldn't get close to him as an evil spirit, so he pulled weeds to vent his anger.

Seeing that he was here, Zhu Dahua could change places, walked out from Chaishan, and naturally produced Roujiamo.

"Genius doctor, I haven't done any serious work since I took office as the Secretary of the Department. I feel uneasy about taking empty jobs and paying empty pay. The little general has recovered. You can see that there is nothing wrong with it. It would be better if someone else will take care of you."

"You have to go."

Ace scratched the back of his neck and nodded firmly.

"Oh, I'll just go back by myself."

Zhu Dahua was still taken to Zhu Shiquan's side, because if he got lost, he would lose himself.

The kitten squatted at Zhu Shiquan's heart, completely treating the comatose Zhu Shiquan as his own mother, his big eyes reflected Zhu Dahua's face, and made a wild cat warning tone.

Nothing to celebrate, send a red envelope.