Immortal Girl from Nowhere

Near Xiushui lake, there are two or three small Xiuxian families living along the foot of Xiushui mountain. The Meng family is one of them. It is said that the ancestors of the Meng family were brilliant, and there were Yuanying friars, but they are not as good as each other. In the past thousand years, not to mention Yuanying friars, even Jindan friars have never been seen! The Xiuzhen community has always been respected for its strength, but the Meng family's strength is poor, so they have to leave Xiuxian City, which is full of spirit, and move to Xiushui mountain to recuperate.

Along the bluestone road behind the mountain, after climbing up the stairs, but more than a hundred levels, a courtyard appeared. On the lintel of the red and black tile, there was a plaque, on which two big characters "Meng Fu" were written in the ancient and vicissitudes style.

Changxing goes around the back door, sneaks in and runs to wudaotang in the southeast corner of the mansion. Before he arrived at Wudao hall, he heard the children's noise outside the courtyard. Chang Xing sighed. It seems that master Xu has not arrived yet.

In wudaotang, a group of young people are chuckling and laughing. Changxing glances at them and finds a few more new faces. It is clear that the Meng family stipulates that all children who have spiritual roots can enter wudaotang to learn basic morality and skills at the age of eight until they succeed in drawing Qi into the body.

New people are coming again. In recent years, the Wudao hall has been coming and going, and people come and go. Every year, new people come in, and old people leave. Only Changxing hasn't moved a place for five years, so Changxing can't help laughing at himself. It's really "I'm not moving, I'm not moving."

Before Mr. Xu arrived, Chang Xing was not in a hurry to enter. He just sat down in the corridor of the courtyard, savoring the details of his practice, and looking at the children in the hall laughing.

A seven or eight year old boy with a round face, round eyes and a round belly is very conspicuous among all the children. Changxing knows that he is Meng Jiating, the only son of his cousin. At the moment, he is sitting in front of Xu Fuzi's usual teaching desk. He looks down, lowers his voice, and imitates the scene of Xu Fuzi's teaching:

"we live together This world is called Hua Yan Jie. Since the archaic times, Hua Yan Jie has been prosperous in Taoism and the wind of cultivating immortals because of its abundant aura and resources. But forty thousand years ago, a sudden change of heaven and earth led to great changes in the world of Huayan. In the center of the world, there are many Feixian grabens across the north and south, which naturally split the whole world into East and West continents - Yanzhou in the East and Huazhou in the West. In the interior and sky of Feixian graben, there are strong winds, thunderstorms, large areas of biogas, magic gas, and many more The atmosphere is so changeable that no one can pass through it. So after the change, the two continents have lost contact. Now we don't know the situation of dongyanzhou. "

Chang Xing praised that although Meng Jiating was stubborn, his ability of memory and imitation was not strong enough. He almost achieved scene reappearance.

The sound of a slight collision between the porcelains comes. Changxing sees that Meng Jiating, like Xu Fuzi, picks up the tea cup, gently skims away the foam with the cup cover, sips it, puts down the tea cup, and reaches out to stroke the nonexistent long beard

Meng Jiating shakes his head and imitates vividly: "by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, the cultivator of immortals refines his body. Through the five great realms of refining Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, Yuanying and transforming God, he finally ascends to the upper world and lives as long as heaven. But not all mortals can cultivate immortals. The first condition for mortals to cultivate immortals is that they have spiritual roots. Everything in the world has its advantages and disadvantages, and spiritual roots are no exception. The more single the spiritual roots are, the purer the better. Not only the cultivation speed is fast, but also there are few bottlenecks. The path of immortality will take a long time. The order of spiritual roots from good to bad is variant spiritual roots, single spiritual roots, double spiritual roots, three spiritual roots, four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots Linggen. Linggen is a necessary threshold for cultivating immortals. If you can sit in Wudao hall, it means that you have passed this threshold. "

"Pa! Pop! Bang As the children beat the table with books and praised him for his good speech, Meng Jiating turned his eyes and continued to perform: "spiritual roots are divided into five elements: gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Besides the five elements, there are fenglinggen, leilinggen and binglinggen. These three kinds of variant Linggen are better than single Linggen. They are generated by two or three kinds of variant Linggen with different attributes. But variant Linggen is extremely rare, and no one has been born in a hundred years. The Meng family is very lucky to have a variant leilinggen. Your ten aunts are not only good at Linggen, but also have high savvy and poor cultivation After four years, now it is the third level of refining. You should learn from her As for Meng Changxing, the famous waste of the Meng family, don't learn it! "

"Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha

"You didn't learn like that, master didn't say that! Ha ha ha

For a moment, all the children leaned back and forth, bent down to cover their stomachs, and tears of laughter came out. They clapped their hands playfully and bravely and sang: "there is a girl named Changxing in the Meng family, who is a beautiful sanlinggen. I've been cultivating immortals for five and a half years, and I'm still a mortal! "

Chang Xing's expression stagnated. He stopped watching the play, clenched his fist and walked to the hall.

With the entry of the long star, the laughing children stopped laughing as if they had been cast a spell. Being able to sit in the enlightenment hall means that Changxing is the same as Changxing. They are ordinary mortals with no accomplishments. Therefore, they still attach great importance to the rules of mortals. Changxing, like them, does not attract Qi into the body, but after all, they are older than them and have higher seniority than them. No matter what happens behind their back, children are still restrained in front of them. Just didn't expect to say behind the person, was caught a current, some chat up, busy quiet down, sit in the position, Qi Qi looking at the long star.More than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at her, the long star did not seem to see, went straight to the seat and sat down.

The sudden silence revived Meng Jiating, who was intoxicated in the role play. After seeing the "culprit", Meng Jiating yelled angrily: "Meng Changxing!"

The elder star didn't lift his head: "I'm one generation older than you. You should call me aunt nine!"

Meng Jiating sneered: "bah! Can trash be my aunt? "

"I don't want to be your aunt, but I can't help it." Long star shrugs.

Meng Jiating's gold and water twin spirit roots are among the best in the "good" generation of the Meng family. Since he was a child, he was not afraid of heaven and earth. He was so big that he admired his tenth aunt Meng ChangLei most and despised his ninth aunt Meng Changxing most. Therefore, he didn't pay any attention to her at all. What's more, he was disgusted that she lost face to the Meng family, so he said mercilessly: "I haven't practiced for five years Can draw air into the body, waste one, lost the face of the family! If I were you, I would have jumped into Xiushui lake! "

As soon as the long stars are stagnant, I'm in a state of mind. Didn't I "jump" Xiushui lake this morning?

“……”

Around the children can not help but also began to whisper.

"My mother said that if she had, she would have been hanged!"

"What a waste of sanlinggen's talent!"

"What's the use of being beautiful, big straw bag!"

“……”

The voice of discussion keeps coming and going, gradually getting bigger. She doesn't care about the feelings of her protagonist. Changxing's face is expressionless, but her hands under the table are more and more tightly clenched. Some words can't be indifferent after listening for a long time. Even after listening for thousands of times, her heart will still feel sour. Changxing tries to warn herself that if they want to see you cry, you must not Cry!

Suddenly, a rigid voice came: "silence!"

All the children were excited. They immediately stopped talking. They turned around and saw the middle-aged master standing in the front seat. He said, "I've met Mr. Xu."

With a slight nod, Xu said in a rigid voice: "today, there are a group of eight year old children in Wudao hall. Meng Jiating, as a senior, you should register on the list today."

Meng Jiating couldn't help looking miserable. He was most annoyed with these trifles!