Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 189: Both teachers and friends, regardless of race

After finishing his morning classes, Chen Mou opened the door of the secret room. The morning mist filled the air, and the air was fresh and cold in autumn.

Xu'er was tending flowers and plants in the courtyard. She was dressed as elegantly as an elf in a white dress. She turned around, her bright eyes smiling like two crescent moons.

"Xu'er has established a foundation. When did he come out of seclusion?"

"It's the fifth watch. The pass went smoothly. I held an Ice Soul Cold Jade and a Flame Crystal in each hand. I didn't encounter the bottleneck that others said, so I didn't take the Foundation Establishment Pill. I broke through and advanced in one fell swoop."

Xuer smiled happily.

In the past, most of the people I saw in Fangshi were casual cultivators who were still struggling in the Qi Refining Realm for decades or even more than a hundred years.

I think it is difficult to break through the realm and achieve foundation building to reach the sky.

After going through it myself, I understand how important it is to keep a clear mind.

You must become famous as early as possible. In the same way, you must be determined and enterprising in cultivation. The earlier you break through, the better.

Of course, the basis of everything is worry-free cultivation resources. This is also one of the fundamental reasons why sect disciples can quickly widen the gap with casual cultivators. In addition, she also has monkey wine and various abundant resources provided by the young master.

Keep your mind free from distractions and avoid being contaminated by too many flies and dogs.

Pure and pure as always.

"More than six years have passed, and I have lived up to my time and past hardships. It's great. I'll give you a gift to build a foundation for you."

Chen Mou stretched out his hand and took out an exquisite long sword inlaid with various colored crystals and jade from the cave of Tianbei Mountain. He handed it to Xu'er who flew close to him and said with a smile: "The best magic weapon, tailor-made for you. "

"Wow, so beautiful! I love it so much!"

Xu'er pulled out the crystal clear long sword, with red and green brilliance faintly flowing inside.

He was so happy that he jumped down to the empty space in the yard, shouting.

With a fluttering figure, she wielded the newly acquired sword, a top-notch magical weapon. The red and green lights in the sky intertwined like a dream, like flowers and rain falling in spring, and the water and fire blended together, making her gain a lot of insights into her own magic.

"Thank you, Master. I like this 'Colorful Sword' very much."

Xu'er's figure was like a shadow, and the sword came out like floating light. She casually gave the new sword a tacky name, but she liked it.

The laughter resounded in the autumn breeze and morning light.

Time flies, and three years have passed.

Cultivation without leaving the sect is smooth and calm.

Xu'er learned the art of flying and became familiar with her colorful swords. She carried many protective instruments and offensive talismans with her. She had been to Qiyue City many times to watch the moon, and she also went back to Guqiao Village in Yudai City twice.

The bloodline is concerned, and it can be cut off at any time.

She began to manage her connections in the sect. The young master's temperament became more and more indifferent and quiet. Except for Dihuoling and Master Mo's residence, he rarely moved around other places. Most of the time, he spent most of his time practicing quietly in a secret room, or Enjoy the rolling clouds, spring flowers and autumn leaves on the top of the mountain, and don't go to crowded places.

She just couldn't stay any longer and ran up and down for the young master. She had to fight for what she deserved.

Wearing red clothes and carrying a sword, he is full of heroic spirit.

Taisu Shannan.

The spring greenery spreads out like a picture scroll. The spiritual fields that were less than two hundred acres at the beginning have now extended to both sides. The entire Taisu Mountain, except for the main peak and a few mountain tops, are planted with various spiritual seeds and spiritual fruit trees. Spiritual medicinal materials.

Taisu Mountain has not promoted new top-grade spiritual seeds for four years, which made the big forces in Dongchui Continent heave a sigh of relief.

When is the time to press forward step by step, and live in harmony with the light and the dust.

The result of being outstanding is that there are opponents all over the place, with thorns and thorns at every step, open and covert attacks.

On the other hand, the low-maintenance spiritual corn introduced by Taisu Mountain is deeply loved by demon tribes, spirit tribes, barbarians, etc., and has received unanimous praise. It has now blossomed all over the five continents.The invisible benefits of luck have benefited everyone up and down Taisu Mountain.

Chen Mou's cultivation was calm and reached the foundation building perfection. His heart was as calm as water. He walked under the shade of the tree with Bi Yan, who was wearing trousers and mud on his legs. He said: "Fang Bi is in retreat this time. He should be able to break through in one fell swoop." Level three.”

Bi Yan was wearing a coarse cloth jacket for farming, holding a half-used bamboo hat in his hand to fan himself. He glanced at the elegant and graceful young master and said, "Merits build courage and luck adds to the body. His breakthrough cannot be inferred by common sense. It will take some time." The sun slowly shapes the gods.”

After all, he was at the fourth level of perfect cultivation. He lived on the same hilltop as Fang Bi and had been around a lot in the fields. He had already seen through the difference between the old men in the land, otherwise he would not have had the desire to devour him when they met for the first time.

To him, the essence of low-level gods is delicious food. No matter how secretive it is, it cannot be hidden from his nose.

He reminded the young master alone, and the young master already knew the secret of the earth old man.

Everyone is pretending to be stupid, including Old Man Fang.

Chen Mou smiled and said: "When Fang Bi reaches the third level, I wonder if he will have any unique spiritual power? The taste of the spiritual fruit that he handles with his own hands should also be different."

Bi Yan was dumbfounded. He couldn't keep up with the young master's thinking. He let the land be cultivated and overused the talent. He said: "Young Master can mention it to Qianfeng City to expand the territory of Taisu Mountain. Fang Bi has no temple and no source of incense. He I am walking a path between gods and monks, and I want to be promoted to a mountain god, and I have requirements for the territory."

"I'll send a message to Hua Chaoyue, and she'll take care of it herself. How about doubling the territory?"

"That's enough."

"Let's talk to Hua Chaoyue about this."

Chen Mou took out the communication talisman, recited a few words silently, and waved it into the air.

The two of them walked to the stream. Bi Yan squatted down and held water to wash his face, hands, and the mud on his legs.

He actually likes to cover himself with mud and enjoy the sense of security wrapped in the resin mud. Unfortunately, this unique hobby follows him up the mountain. Except for the occasional practice in the dead of night, it is not suitable for outsiders to see.

Continuing to walk forward, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Young master, you are practicing in seclusion in the back hall all day long. You don't care about worldly affairs. Don't you feel bored and upset?"

For several years, the young master did not go out of the mountain to walk around the city.

Although he does not understand Taoist cultivation methods, his cultivation level is too low and it is not a good thing to practice behind closed doors all year round.

Chen Mou knew that Lao Zhu had good intentions and said with a smile: "The exercises and scriptures I practice are different from the ordinary ones. You don't have to worry about sitting in a quiet room to practice. You can see that my energy is stable and my mood is peaceful. I will be promoted to gold in the future." Dan, please go out and practice more."

He has come and gone from both worlds, and his way of sharpening his skills is unique.

Now that my cultivation has been perfected, it’s time to go out for a few years.

But not in the Wanling Realm, he will be the evil-killing guard and invite Xu'er to travel around the southern part of Changzhou.

In a few years, I will be able to achieve the core formation, and I still have one wish that I must fulfill.

If you owe debts, you must pay back money. If you owe favors, you must repay favors.

We cannot ignore people's presence or absence.

Bi Yan would not say any more. He also saw that the young master could remain in pure cultivation and maintain the same state of mind because he had been in seclusion for many years, so he did not remind him before.

Then he talked with the young master about his understanding of the "Qing Jing Sutra".

He is speaking from the perspective of a great demon, which is quite different from the young master's perspective as a human being.

The two people had different understandings of the essence of "quietness", and they often had to argue for a few words and spark some ideological sparks.

Then they each thought about it, and it was quiet for a long time.

We are both teachers and friends, regardless of race or level of cultivation.

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(End of this chapter)