Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 94 [When a friend comes from afar, he must first work hard...]

"oh?"

  Zhu Chunhua stopped holding the chopsticks in her hands, raised her eyes from the plate, and looked at Lu Yangcheng opposite with a calm expression.

  The latter looked at himself, and even tried to show a sincere look: "If the master intends to accept disciples, I hope to worship under the disciples, so that I can better listen to the master's teachings!"

   Without Lu Yangcheng's explanation, Zhu Chunhua knew what the other party meant, but in his heart, he was far from as calm as he appeared on the surface.

  I have been laying out the strategy for a long time, and today I finally saw the results. This big fish finally took the bait.

   It's not easy.

   More than two months of hard work and dedication have finally paid off.

  Pretending to pause, as if she only understood after Lu Yangcheng explained, Zhu Chunhua continued to stretch the chopsticks forward, holding half a meatball, but did not rush into the mouth, but asked:

   "Why do you have such an idea, son?"

   "Of course it is for longevity!" Lu Yangcheng said as a matter of course, "There are also those spells, after learning, you can live wantonly and enjoy boundless happiness just like in the story."

"good."

  Zhu Chunhua nodded, very satisfied with this answer.

  However, he said to Lu Yangcheng: "My lord, it's not that I don't want to, but you are very talented, and I don't have the blessing to accept disciples."

  As soon as these words came out, Lu Yangcheng's expression on the opposite side instantly became extremely ugly, mixed with disappointment and shame, and he was trying to hold back.

"but."

   As he spoke, Zhu Chunhua stuffed half of the ball into his mouth and chewed it. After swallowing, he continued:

   "Thanks to Mr. Lu's hospitality for a long time, I have done my best. If Mr. Lu does not dislike it, I am willing to be a guest and accompany you. Whether it is the method of practice or the story of practice, I am willing to teach you everything, and I dare not hide it."

"Very good!"

  As an arrogant person, Lu Yang didn't like to worship a master at first, and pressure him on his head, but because his desire for cultivation and magic overwhelmed everything else, he had to hold back beforehand.

  Seeing that Mr. Zhu is so up-to-date, he doesn’t doubt that there is him, he just thinks that his personality charm has attracted heroes, and he is overjoyed:

   "That's very good, then sir, just stay with me to solve your doubts, and the treatment will definitely satisfy you."

  ...

   A few days later.

  Walking on the embankment with the new retainers, Lu Yangcheng saw no one around, and said:

   "Mr. Zhu, I have been practicing diligently these few days, and I have found the sense of Qi you mentioned. I believe I will be able to catch it soon and start to forcibly draw Qi into my body."

   "Young master's practice is indeed very smooth." Zhu Chunhua smiled and said, "Ordinary people can reach this level in ten or eight years, which is already good. Young master, there is hope for immortality, and the road can be expected."

   Picking a willow stick from the weeping willow by the river to play with, Lu Yangcheng continued: "Then Mr. Zhu, fortunately there is no one around, can you continue to explain to me how about the common sense of cultivation?"

  Nodding, Zhu Chunhua praised: "The young master is not only kind-hearted, but also considers all aspects. Naturally, I know everything and say everything."

  He thought for a while, and began to ramble around:

"Last time, I said that the four words are the most important in practice. The rich couple is the law and the land. The son has his own residence, there is no shortage of 'land', and he will guide the practice methods and practice methods. It is both a 'law' and a 'companion'." , then what the young master lacks is 'wealth'."

   "Young Master's current situation, compared with ordinary people around him, he is naturally very rich, but this financial resources are far from enough for cultivation. Therefore, I believe that you should first find a way to gather money and influence before you can succeed in cultivation..."

   Lu Yangcheng very much agrees that one of the purposes of his practice is for wealth and glory, for inexhaustible money. Hearing what Mr. Zhu said now, he asked with great interest:

   "Mr. didn't say before that you don't know how to turn stones into gold, so please help me to find out how to get enough money quickly? Where should I start with my own power?"

Zhu Chunhua was very happy in her heart. This Luyang City is very good. Although the female pigeon in the distance has already dragged Song Hongye to this situation and took the lead, but I believe that with my own operational ability, even if the start is late, Still coming from behind:

   "Young master, please listen to me first. From my point of view, gathering your own forces and gathering money can be said to be two sides of the same coin. We should..."

  ...

  …

   "Mr. Fang, what are you doing?"

  After morning class and breakfast, Sang Ziping, the master and his apprentice, had nothing to do. When they walked out the door, they saw Fang Chang and Fang Xianzhang digging the ground with a bronze shovel.

   "Dig a pond."

   "Oh? What is the use of this? And according to my observation, the feng shui on this fairy habitat cliff is excellent, breaking ground without authorization, isn't it good?"

"Fengshui?" Fang Chang smiled, "I don't care too much about it. In the current situation, I feel that there should be a pond there, and it would be good to dig a pond, so I went straight to action. You can understand that, It’s about making your mind clear.”

   "Your technique is really miraculous." After holding back for a long time, Sang Ziping just praised him without saying anything.

  Fang Chang leaned on the **** handle, and asked the three people in front of him: "Do you want to go together?"

"good."

  Sang Ziping readily agreed.

   After all, this job seems to be interesting.

   "The tools are in the shed over there, Mr. Sang, please take them as you please."

   "OK, ok..."

   After a while, Sang Ziping, the master and his apprentice, stood together on the flat ground, each holding a tool, and helped Fang Chang dig the pond together.

  They picked out the gravel and piled it aside, and put the soil in baskets and carried it aside.

  Sang Ziping and Wei He worked very hard, only Mu Anning ran back and forth to do some odd jobs—he was not old enough, weak and weak, so he could only do some light physical work.

"...The next time I leave the mountain, I will look for some lotus seeds and plant them in this pond. I must wait until the beginning of spring, when the lotus flowers here are bright red, it will be so beautiful." Fang Chang was digging hard, while chattering to the side said the man.

   "Mr. Fang, I don't know something."

  Sang Ziping leaned the tool on the ground, and Fang Chang said: "If you want a pond, wouldn't it be better to blow it out with magic? Why do you have to dig it yourself?"

   Seeing this, Fang Chang also stopped his work, and smiled at the three teachers and apprentices who were full of doubts:

   "Most of the plants and trees on this immortal cliff are made and found by myself, and so is the pond under my feet. This daily work is not only busy, but also practice."

   "Work itself is a part of my cultivation. It can not only sharpen the heart of the Tao to make it harmonious, but also understand the world and deepen the cultivation. What's more, let alone the problem of casting spells, what's the point of doing it all suddenly?"

  Sang Ziping thought for a while, then shook his head:

   "Yes, Mr. Fang's way is very ingenious, but for our school, this way is only for reference and cannot be used for reference."

   Second update

  (end of this chapter)