Cultivate your sister’s immortals

It was early morning again, the sunlight outside the window had just shone on the corner of the bamboo house, Mo Yi’s eyelids trembled slightly because of the sunlight, he unconsciously opened his eyes, and Mo Yi was slightly uncomfortable with the bright sunlight under the strong light. After a little adaptation, Mo Yi slowly adapted to the light, and the familiar layout of the bamboo house came into view.

Before Mo Yi could react, ——his stomach growled, and only then did Mo Yi react that he seemed to have been hungry all night.

“Ahhh…. It’s really troublesome to go down the mountain to buy breakfast. Mo Yi scratched the back of his head and looked depressed, maybe it is not good to live in the mountains, although the environment here is beautiful, the air is fresh, and even the aura is one percent richer than other places, but the only thing that makes Mo Yi a little difficult is that there is no place to eat.

Now Mo also has two choices, one is to go down the mountain to rub the free canteen of the academy, and the other is to borrow some spirit stones from Mo Luoxue and run to the Xianfang Market under the boundary mountain to buy breakfast. But Mo Yi doesn’t want to choose either choice now! When I didn’t come to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, I still lived a leisurely life when I woke up in the morning and had a servant bring food to the window, but after a few good days, I was now beaten back to my original form.

After looking at the sunlight seeping in from between the gaps in the bamboo leaves outside the window for a while, Mo Yi suddenly sighed and then stretched out and stood up, “Eat and eat, the people put food first.” ”

After putting on the clothes that were put on the side and looking around, Mo Yi found that the bamboo bed was already empty, and Mo Luoxue didn’t know where to run, and after slightly scanning the neat bedding of the bamboo bed, his gaze suddenly stopped on the bamboo table in the center of the hall.

On the bamboo table is placed a bowl of millet porridge with a large white steamed bun and a small plate of pickles that look quite light, which is the standard free breakfast of the Academy, and its connotation is that the monks must be light and self-disciplined, and their practice must not be consumed by lust, and they must warn themselves that they have been stepping one after another on the immortal road with their hearts. Mo Yi said that this is simply nonsense! Because the free breakfast and paid breakfast of the Academy are not a concept at all! If you don’t bring a single spirit stone to eat, the canteen will throw you a steamed bun and pickles at most, and if your senior sister who helps you cook with a good face is in a good mood, maybe your millet porridge will be a little stronger. But if you go to the cafeteria with a large number of spirit stones, then your breakfast main course is crystal dragon meat cooked with bamboo shoots of Tianhan Mountain, and the drink is the light spirit spring water from the most source of Tianshan Spirit Spring, and after eating, there is also a Baiwei Dan carefully configured by a senior pill pharmacist for dessert, but if you don’t pay, sorry, steamed bun rice porridge with pickles didn’t run, this Nima where is teaching the monks to be light and self-disciplined, it is clear that it is to tell everyone that there is no money to repair you Mabixian.

Mo Yi took the hot millet porridge and drank it with a sigh, the millet porridge in the mouth was smooth and refreshing, a light meaning slowly surged from the stomach, and the whole was fresh and vulgar for half a point, it can be seen that even millet porridge in the immortal cultivation world is much better than the mountain and sea flavors of the mortal world.

“It’s good to have a sister.” Mo Yi poured the pickles into the millet porridge, took the bowl in one hand and dangled the steamed bun in the other, and walked out of the bamboo house.

As soon as he came out of the bamboo house, Mo Yi’s eyes poured into a large area of refreshing greenery, and the lost forest in the morning did not make people feel dull at all, and the green bamboo reflected each other under the sunlight, but it had a bit of the meaning of the world’s wonderland.

“What about Mo Luoxue?” Mo Yi took a bite of the puffy steamed bun and scanned the surroundings with a puzzled expression.

Inadvertently, there is a wind.

The wind blows the bamboo leaves, and under the dazzling sunlight comparable to the height of summer, the bamboo leaves dance in a mixture of songs, and the sound of light and shadow sounds. In all the quiet hustle and bustle there are birds and birds rejoicing, but hidden under the sound of bamboo leaves, but a whistling sound that tears the air that is obscured by opportunity.

In the bamboo forest, there are people dancing swords in front of the clearing, and the colorful light and shadow shine the figure on the ground, as if the world is swaying in light and darkness. Under the wave of that bright light, all the bamboo leaves that fell in the air with the breeze were cut down, and the colorful light and shadow on the ground continued to sway and change with the breeze. Mo Yi was a little out of his mind for a while, and the bright light in the hands of the figure seemed to shatter the memory dance and throw it into the air, and precipitated into the soil with the scattered bamboo leaves and the breeze. This is a brand that can be found in the depths of memory even after years of absence.

The wind stops, the light stops, and the sword dancers stop.

“Snap – snap.” Mo Yi held the steamed bun and put the bowl on top of his head and clapped his hands uncontrollably, and in the clearing, Mo Luoxue, who was dancing the sword, heard the sound and glanced back at Mo Yi.

“Awake?” Mo Luoxue glanced at Mo Yi and put away his long sword, “You can really sleep.” ”

“It’s fine.” Mo Yi took down the bowl above his head with both hands and said vaguely, he bit the steamed bun in his mouth three or two times and drank the porridge, and after a comfortable burp, Mo Yi wiped his mouth and said, “Go!” Go to class! ”

Mo Luoxue glanced at Mo Yi, who was in the lead, sighed slightly and immediately followed, the figures of the two quickly disappeared in the bamboo forest, in the deeper part of the lost forest, a woman in Qing Yi brewed a new pot of tea, for Mo Luoxue and Mo Yi’s vigor, she just took a shallow sip of fragrant tea.

It’s another day, and the Tianlonely Gate is as calm as ever.

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Mo Yi was surprised that today’s class was not an indoor class, he thought that he would have to listen to a story told by a powerful monk again that he even brought a kettle in the morning, but now it seems that today’s class is not so simple….

This is a stony ground clearing at the foot of the boundary mountain, there are shadows of sparse trees in the distance, above the clearing is placed a huge angular black stubborn stone, the stubborn stone is as large as three people hugging, and two people overlap and stand tall, its surface is smooth, the appearance of the stubborn stone is similar to obsidian, the overall black can reflect the sunlight shining on the sky, and there are some strange lines left by nature on the smooth and dark surface, and the whole stone looks hard and inexplicably beautiful.

The cultivators who took this class swept away about thirty people at a glance, and Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue were one of them.

The monks were all confused and silent, and everyone looked up at the huge boulder standing in the clearing in the distance, where stood a … Burly incredible figure!

The figure is huge, just standing on the boulder almost blocks out the sunlight, leaving only a shadow for the monks, because the figure is backlit, so the monks can’t see his appearance clearly, but just by looking at the figure shape, you can guess his appearance!