Artifacts to cultivate immortals

Chapter 8 The Mystery of Life Experience
"Recite the formula of longevity first." Mr. Mei said sharply.

It took Ping'er several hours to memorize these formulas by heart. During this period, Mr. Mei also greeted Hu Zi and Osmanthus fragrans, telling them not to disturb Ping'er's practice.

"Sit down, embrace the Yuan and guard the one, and then run the spiritual energy in the body according to the book." Mr. Mei whispered, with a firm taste, Ping'er unknowingly followed the formula that he wrote down before. stand up.

I don’t know if it’s because Ping’er has inadvertently drawn Qi into his body before, or if Ping’er is really gifted and fits well with the formula of longevity. In short, the cultivation went very smoothly, and what’s even more surprising is that Ping’er is fully functioning It took twelve days to stop, and he broke through to the second level of Qi training in one breath.

This shocked Mr. Mei. If he hadn't been in a hurry to take Qing Lan back for treatment, maybe he couldn't help but take in his disciples and observe how Ping'er cultivated at a close distance.

"Uncle, I feel relaxed." Ping'er showed a smile for the first time, "Will I be able to cultivate and come to you soon?"

"Good boy, remember what uncle said. Uncle is leaving, and you can only rely on yourself in the future." No matter how reluctant Mr. Mei was, he hurriedly took Qing Lan back for treatment, not to mention that he had already done what he could, so he could only Being able to be Ping'er's guide, whether it will be good or bad in the future, can only depend on Ping'er himself.

After finishing speaking, Mr. Mei held Qinglan and his wife and flew away with the sword. Osmanthus and Huzi were very surprised. Although they already knew it, seeing the flight was completely different from hearing it. Osmanthus was still reciting silently, Qing Lan must be saved now.

Ping'er looked at the back of Mr. Mei going away, and silently made up her mind that she must work hard to practice and find Brother Qinglan in the future.

"Brother Huzi, does Ping'er have to cultivate immortality?" Osmanthus looked at Ping'er's serious face, and always felt that this daughter was getting farther and farther away from her.

Although she knew that Ping'er had an extraordinary background from the day she picked it up, these six years have made her completely treat Ping'er as her own daughter. It flew away in one fell swoop, and the daughter was never seen again.

"Mother, what are you talking about? Immortal cultivation is a wonderful thing, and don't forget what Mr. Mei said, if she doesn't practice hard, it will only be worse in the future, not to mention her background is not a mortal."

Hu Zi looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus with a look of reluctance, and Ping'er who grew up overnight, and sighed: "Besides, Ping'er will leave us if he is not a cultivator."

"Father, mother, what is the difference in my life experience?" Ping'er said crisply: "Aren't I really your biological daughter? Then who are my biological parents?"

"Ping'er, in fact, father and mother never wanted to hide it from you, but you are still too young and plan to tell your life experience after you grow up, but now you have started to cultivate immortality, after all, you are not from the same world as us, then Let me tell you in advance." Huzi knew that Ping'er was a golden phoenix after all, and would not stay in the world of mortals for too long.

Huzi went over how he picked up Ping'er in detail, and tried to recall all the details. Osmanthus also recounted how he named Ping'er at that time, and all the details. Although it has been six years, But Huzi and Osmanthus still remember clearly, as if it happened just yesterday.

"Father, mother, no matter who my real parents are, you will always be my parents." Ping'er said in a tearful voice, "No matter why they abandoned me, but being born is not as good as raising me, if I don't have parents, I was starving to death."

"Good boy. Since you have embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, you may meet your family members in the future, but no matter what, you will always be our most beloved child." Hu Zi put his arms around Ping'er.

Huzi is actually very contradictory, and thought about concealing Ping'er's life experience altogether, but since she has embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, if she meets her biological parents or their family members, fearing that she will suffer, she will still be the one who will suffer. Tell her, and she has a right to know her parentage.

"Mother will take you to see what you had when you were born." Osmanthus fragrans said holding the bottle, and took her to the cellar, and when a few bricks on the side of the cellar were removed, a cradle and a swaddling baby were revealed. There is also a piece of white paper, although it has been buried in the soil for six years, it is still spotless, like a new one, it is not ordinary at first glance.

"Father, mother, I'll put this away." Ping'er looked at these two things and the blank paper, and knew that apart from these things, the only thing that could prove her parentage was the small bottle around her neck.

She heard all kinds of details from her parents. On the one hand, she wanted to take these things with her, and on the other hand, she left these non-mortal things with her parents. If others found out, it would only bring disaster to her parents. .

"Why do you carry these things?" Huzi said with some trouble, "It's so big, why don't you put it here, and come back to get it when you want to."

"Father, mother, Mr. Mei left me a universe bag before he left, which can hold a lot of things." Ping'er triumphantly showed the universe bag to his parents.

"Cultivators are really different." Osmanthus and Huzi were amazed when they saw that Ping'er waved his hand, and the things disappeared, and then looked at the kit that was only the size of Ping'er's palm.

"Since you can put it away by yourself, then take it with you." Huzi said solemnly: "But don't show your hands in front of outsiders. You are still young and don't understand the dangers of the human heart. Don't learn it by yourself." You don't know the heights of the sky and the earth with just a little magic."

"Yes, Daddy, I will definitely be careful." Ping'er replied seriously. In fact, people's hearts are sinister. Didn't old man Yu teach him a lesson long ago.

She knew that she was just a young radish who had just started in the world of cultivating immortals. Let alone immortals, it would be easy for adults among mortals to subdue her. Naturally, she would not have any thoughts of being arrogant and complacent.

"Father, mother, I'll just practice in this cellar." Ping'er thought for a while, the outside is too dangerous, and it's not good if someone finds out about her practice, why not just practice in the cellar at home. Fan.

Of course, the more important thing is that she wants to explore the secrets of the small bottle around her neck. She intuitively feels that this small wooden bottle is a hundred times more important to her than the cradle and swaddle she was born with.

"Okay, let's go tell the villagers that Mr. Mei is gone." Naturally, Huzi and Osmanthus followed their daughter in everything, and they left the cellar together. According to what Mr. Mei said, they told the villagers that Mr. Mei went to the city. I went to visit relatives here, which made many people who knew the marriage contract of the two families feel a little bit embarrassed, I am afraid that the marriage contract will also be voided.

(End of this chapter)