Lingxi Sect, located in Donglinzhou, belongs to the lower branch of Tongtian River. It is based on the north and south banks of Tongtian River. It has a history of 10,000 years and has shocked the Quartet. ￥f Apex novel, ..
There are eight mist-shrouded peaks across the Tongtian River. Among them, there are four peaks on the north bank and three on the south bank. As for the Tongtian River in the middle, there is one of the most majestic peaks.
The mountain was covered with snow from the middle section, and the end could not be seen clearly. Only the lower part of the mountain was hollowed out, making the golden river rush past, like a mountain bridge.
At this moment, outside the south bank of Lingxi Sect, a long rainbow galloped in. The middle-aged monk Li Qinghou took Bai Xiaochun into the handyman area under the third peak, and Bai Xiaochun's screams could still be faintly heard in Changhong.
Bai Xiaochun felt that he was going to be scared to death. He saw countless mountains while flying all the way, and felt that he couldn't grasp the opponent's thigh several times.
The flower in front of him, when it was clear, had already reached a loft. After falling on the ground, his legs trembled, looking at the world around him that was completely different from that in the village.
Next to the attic in front, there is a large stone erected with the three characters Long Fei Feng Wu written on it.
Handyman's Office.
A woman with pockmarked face was sitting next to the big stone. Seeing Li Qinghou's arrival, she immediately got up to pay her respects.
"Send this child to the fire stove." Li Qinghou left a sentence, ignoring Bai Xiaochun, turning around and turning into Changhong to go away.
After hearing the three-character "Huo Zhan Fang", the woman with a sock-faced face was startled, glanced at Bai Xiaochun, gave Bai Xiaochun a cloth bag for the handyman of the sect, and gave an expressionless explanation, and then took Bai Xiaochun out of the attic. Countless, bluestone paving, and the fragrance of flowers and plants, like a fairyland, Bai Xiaochun's heart is galloping, and the tension and anxiety in his heart are also a little less.
"Good place, here is much better than the village." Bai Xiaochun showed expectation in his eyes. As he walked, the farther forward, the more beautiful the surrounding scenery became, and he even saw some beautiful women. Passing by from time to time, Bai Xiaochun liked this place suddenly.
After a while, Bai Xiaochun was happier, especially at the end of the front, he saw a seven-story attic, which was crystal clear, and even the sky was flying by cranes.
"Sister, are we here?" Bai Xiaochun asked excitedly.
"Well, right there." The pocky-faced woman was still expressionless, spoke lightly, and pointed to the side road.
When Bai Xiaochun followed what the other party pointed out and looked expectantly, he froze, rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, only to see that the trail was broken in many places on the ground, and the surrounding area was even more tattered and a few pieces of grass. The house seems to collapse at any time, and there is even some strange smell wafting from there...
Bai Xiaochun wanted to cry without tears, holding the last gleam of hope, she asked the pocky woman.
"Sister, are you pointing wrong..."
"No." The pocky-faced woman said faintly, and stepped onto this path first. After hearing this, Bai Xiaochun felt that all the good things had collapsed in an instant, and followed with a bitter expression.
Before he went far, he saw that at the end of this tattered path, there were a few big black pots rushing around. Upon closer inspection, there was a big fat man under each big black pot, his brain was full of fat and he seemed to be squeezed. It can flow oil, not the average fat, especially the fattest guy inside, like a Roshan, Bai Xiaochun is worried about whether it will explode.
There are hundreds of cauldrons around those fat guys, and these fat guys are adding water and putting rice.
Perceiving someone coming, especially seeing a woman with a pocky face, Roshan immediately looked surprised, carrying a large spoon, and ran over horizontally. The ground trembled, and countless waves of fat shook in his body. Bai Xiaochun was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to be there. Look for the axe around.
"Xiaosheng heard the magpies crying this morning. It turned out that it was sister you came. Could it be that sister, you have changed your mind and think I have a bit of talent. Taking advantage of today's good day, I want to form a Taoist couple with Xiaosheng." Roshan's eyes revealed a color. The squinted light, running and shouting excitedly.
"I'll send this child to join your fire stove room, the person has been brought here, goodbye!" After seeing Roshan, the pocky-faced woman looked very ugly, still a little angry, and quickly stepped back.
Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, he noticed the pocky-faced woman along the way, her appearance was simply supernatural, and what kind of taste the big fat man in front of him could even look like this.
Before Bai Xiaochun could finish thinking about it, Roshan screamed and appeared in front of him, directly covering the sun, shrouding Bai Xiaochun in the shadows.
Bai Xiaochun looked up at the huge fat man in front of him, whose flesh was still trembling, and swallowed hard. It was the first time he saw such a fat man.
Roshan with a grimace on his face withdrew his gaze from the direction where the woman with a pocky face left in the distance, and glanced at Bai Xiaochun.
"Hey, there's a newcomer. It's not easy to be able to squeeze Xu Baocai down the original arrangement."
"Brother, under... under Bai Xiaochun..." Bai Xiaochun felt that the other's burly body had put too much pressure on him, and subconsciously stepped back.
"Bai Xiaochun? Hmm... White skin, small and exquisite, and she looks pure, not bad. Your name suits my taste." Roshan's eyes lit up, and he patted Bai Xiaochun's shoulder, and almost took Bai Xiaochun directly. Pat down.
"I don't know what the brother's name is?" Bai Xiaochun took a breath, rolled his eyes, glanced at Roushan contemptuously, thinking about playing with the other party's name.
"My name is Big Fat Zhang, that is Huang Er Fat, and Black San Fat..." Roshan smiled.
When Bai Xiaochun heard these names, he was so touched that he immediately lost the thought of having fun.
"As for you, I will be called Bai Jiu from now on... Junior Brother, you are too thin! You will lose the face of our Huo Zhan Fang if you go out like this, but it doesn’t matter. Don’t worry, you will also get fat for up to a year. It's called Bai Jiupang." Zhang Dapang patted his chest, his fat trembled.
Hearing the three words Bai Jiu Fat, Bai Xiaochun's face was squeezed out of bitterness.
"Since you are already the ninth junior brother, you are not an outsider. Our Huo Zhan Fang has always had the tradition of backing the pot. See this pot behind me. It is the king of the pot, made of iron and carved on the ground. The fire formation method, the spirit rice cooked in this pot has too many flavors beyond the ordinary. You have to choose a bite and carry it on your body later, then it will be majestic." Zhang Dapang patted the big black pot behind it. , Bragging opening.
"Brother, can I forget about the pot back..." Bai Xiaochun glanced at the pot behind Zhang Dafa, and suddenly there was someone in the stove room who felt like backing the pot, thinking about it in his mind. He said quickly as he looked like a black pot.
"How can it be done? Carrying the pot is the tradition of our Huo Zhan Fang. In the future, if you are in the sect, as long as others see you carrying the pot and know that you are from the Huo Zhan Fang, they will not dare to bully you. Let's Huo Zhan Fang. But there is a lot of background!" Zhang Da Pang blinked at Bai Xiaochun, and he couldn't help but said, carrying Bai Xiaochun and came to the back of the thatched house. There were thousands of cauldrons stacked densely there, most of which were covered with a thick layer of ash. Obviously No one came over for a long time.
"Junior Brother Nine, you choose a bite, we're going to cook the rice, otherwise the rice will be stale, and those outside disciples will be yelling again." Zhang Dafat shouted, turned around and a few other fat guys, and started to eat more than a hundred pots. Scurried around.
Bai Xiaochun sighed and looked at the pot. When he was wondering which one to choose, he suddenly saw a pot pressed underneath in the corner.
This pot is a bit special. It is not round, but oval. It does not look like a pot, but rather like a turtle shell, with some faint lines faintly visible.
"Huh?" Bai Xiaochun's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly, knelt down and took a closer look, then moved it out. After taking a closer look, his eyes were satisfied.
He has liked tortoises since he was a child, because tortoises represent longevity, and the reason why he came to cultivate immortals is to live forever. Now when he sees this pot resembling a turtle shell, he thinks it is very auspicious and a good omen.
After moving the pot out, Zhang Dapang saw it from a distance, and ran over with a large spoon.
"How do you choose this mouthful for Junior Brother Nine? I don't know how many years this pot has been left there. No one has used it. Because it looks like a turtle shell, no one ever chooses to carry it on his back. Fat patted his stomach and kindly persuaded him.
"Yes, I want this pot." Bai Xiaochun said the more he looked at this pot, the more he liked it, and said firmly.
Zhang Dapang persuaded him again. Seeing that Bai Xiaochun insisted on doing this, he looked at him weirdly, and said nothing more. After arranging for Bai Xiaochun to live in the thatched cottage in the stove, he went busy again.
At this moment, it was dusk. Bai Xiaochun was in the thatched hut and took a close look at the tortoise-shaped pot, and found that there were dozens of striped roads on the back of the pot, but it was dim. If you didn't look closely, it would be difficult to find.
He immediately thought that this pot was extraordinary, so he carefully placed it on the stove, and then he looked at the house where he lived. The house was very simple, with a small bed, a table and chairs, and a wall with daily necessities. Bronze mirror, when he looked around the room, there was a purple light on the bland pot behind him, which flashed away!
For Bai Xiaochun, a lot of things happened on this day, and now although he has come to the world of immortals he dreamed of, he was a little at a loss after all.
After a moment, he took a deep breath, expecting in his eyes.
"I want to live forever!" Bai Xiaochun sat aside and took out the pockets given by the pocky woman in the handyman's office.
There is a medicine pill, a wooden sword, a burning incense, clothes and tokens for handymen, and finally a bamboo book with a few small prints on it.
"Purple Qi Controls Ding Gong, Condensing Qi."
At dusk, when Zhang Da Pang and the others in the stove room were busy, Bai Xiaochun in the house looked at the bamboo book with expectation in his eyes. He came here for longevity, and the gate of longevity is now in his hands. After taking a few deep breaths, Bai Xiaochun opened the bamboo book and read it.
After a while, Bai Xiaochun’s eyes showed excitement. There are three pictures on this bamboo book. According to the above statement, the practice is divided into two realms, namely condensation and foundation building. Ten layers of qi.
And every time you reach the first floor, you can control foreign objects for your own use. When you reach the third floor, you can control objects that weigh less than half a tripod. When it comes to the sixth floor, it is more than half a tripod, and on the ninth floor. , It is a whole tripod, as for the final Dzogchen, it is an object that can handle two tripods in weight.
It's just that the exercises in this bamboo book only have the first three levels, and the rest are not recorded. If you want to practice, you need to follow specific breathing and movements to practice this purple qi mastering power.
Bai Xiaochun cheered up, adjusted his breathing, closed his eyes and posed the action of the first picture on the bamboo book. He only insisted on three breaths, and then let out a scream of soreness all over his body. I don't feel enough air.
"It's too difficult. The first picture of this practice is mentioned above. I can feel a faint qi wandering in my body, but I don't feel anything except uncomfortable here." Bai Xiaochun was a bit distressed, but for longevity, gritted his teeth again. Trying, just stumbling, until the evening, he still didn't feel the qi in his body.
He didn't know that even a person with excellent aptitude, without external force, would take at least one month to cultivate the first level of the Purple Qi Control Ding Gong, and he only has a few hours here, which is impossible at all. Feeling angry.
At this moment, Bai Xiaochun stretched his waist and was about to wash his face. Suddenly, there was noise from outside the door. Bai Xiaochun stretched his head out of the window, and immediately saw a young man with a yellow face and thin face standing with an iron face. Outside the gate of the fire stove yard.
"Who replaced my Xu Baocai's quota, get out of me!"
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