I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 19 019, Cultivators and Mortals
"One cable..."

Bao BuTong hesitated for a while, the mahjong tiles in his hand were almost out of the pan, and then he stared at Wang Yuyan, playing one tile carefully.

"Bar!"

Wang Yuyan didn't show any mercy, and directly opened up the argument, and Bao Budong immediately cursed in her heart:
Fortunately, I once spoke for you, saying that you are not a gangster, that there can be no gangsters in the world, but you are so merciless and come to bully me again...

But the good news is that at least there was no firing...

However, it is too early for the bag to be different.

Wang Yuyan hit him with a shovel, drew a tail card, followed by another concealed kong, followed by another touch of a tail card, immediately pushed the card away, and smiled sweetly:
"I'm sorry, the three of you, the flowers are blooming on the bar, all of the same color, and it's reconciled!"

"..."

Bao BuTong's face froze, his neck joints clicked like rust, and he turned his head to look at Gongyeqian and Fengshui. He saw the two brothers staring at him fiercely, with sharp eyes, as if they wanted to cut him into pieces. Seventeen or eight paragraphs...

On the other side, Deng Baichuan, who likes to call landlords and rob landlords, was also bombed by Abi Azhu and himself. He ate four bombs in one round, and his face turned pale when he lost.

Because the three little girls were possessed by the god of gamblers tonight, killing all directions, the game ended early tonight.

Not long after dark, the four generals all lost cleanly and left the table with no expression on their faces.

When they left Shenhezhuang, they swore one by one that they would never touch cards again.

Feng Bo evil slapped the back of his hand vigorously, and swore fiercely:
"If I want to play mahjong again, I will chop my own hands!"

Gongye Gan also said in a muffled voice:
"No matter what, I can no longer play mahjong with Miss Wang."

Deng Baichuan also sighed:
"Fighting the landlord is also very interesting. But fighting the landlord with Abi and Azhu...it's too miserable!"

Bao BuTong was silent for a while, then suddenly said quietly:

"Why don't you guys go to my Zhuangzi to play a few laps?"

Without hesitation, Feng Bo'e said, "Okay!"

He hasn't had a good time playing today, if he didn't lose everything, and there would be no more coins in his wallet, he would have to fight till dawn.

Deng Baichuan looked at him in surprise:
"Didn't you say you want to play mahjong again, old four, and just chop your own hands?"

The storm is straightforward:

"I mean never play mahjong with Ms. Wang again! What's wrong with my brother playing a few rounds? But I have no money, third brother, you have to lend me some money first."

Bao Differ nodded generously:
"My brother, it's easy to talk about. Big brother and second brother, what do you say?"

Deng Baichuan and Gongye Gan pondered for a while, feeling that they were too unwilling to lose tonight and needed to make up for it, so they nodded vigorously:

"Let's go, let's go to Laosanzhuang, and play a few more laps!"

Feng Bao raised his arms and shouted: "Fight until dawn!"

Deng Baichuan, Gongye Gan, and Bao Butong all nodded and drank in a low voice:
"Fight until dawn!"

……

In Shenhezhuang, Abi and Azhu were packing up in the chess and card hall, while Murongfu took Wang Yuyan's soft little hand and walked under the moonlight.

Just now Wang Yuyan, who was killing all directions at the poker table, was like the god of gamblers descending, now in front of her cousin, she has become a coquettish lady again, with her head bowed, she did not dare to look at Murong Fu, she only asked in a low voice:

"Cousin doesn't need to practice tonight?"

In the past when she came to participate in Hezhuang, Murong Fu had to practice every night, so he was hardly seen.

It was a bit strange today, not only was my cousin present during the whole poker game, but at this moment he was free to accompany her for a walk under the moon.

Thinking that he went to Mantuo Mountain Villa today, forcefully took her away, and stayed by her side for the next day until now, Wang Yuyan was overwhelmed by flattery, but couldn't help worrying about gain and loss.

On a day like today, is it just a whim of my cousin, a flash in the pan, or will it be like this often in the future?

Murong Fu doesn't know how to read minds, so he can't guess the little thoughts in her heart, so he just smiled and said:

"Yuyan is here tonight, so I won't practice, I have to spend my life with you."

"Then, what about the future?"

"In the future?" Murong Fu said with emotion: "In the future, there is no need to practice for so long every day like before."

In the past, most of the time every day, he either lay in bed and practiced while sleeping, or lay on a boat while listening to music and fishing while practicing, or was buried in the ground and practiced in deep sleep.

The reason for this is because the aura of heaven and earth in the Tianlong world is really poor, and it must be like this every day in order to see a little improvement in cultivation.

So don't look at him living a leisurely life every day, either lying down or on the road, but he is always lying down and practicing, and he really didn't waste his time.

It's different now.

Now that Jie Tianding has awakened, he started to do things again, and he did it in a very impressive and effective manner. Up to now, at least ten or twenty gray sources can be paid for every day.

If he slaughtered a master like Yun Zhonghe, he could still earn dozens of hundreds of gray origins in one go.

Now Murong Fu has no shortage of spiritual energy in his cultivation.

At least for the time being there is no lack of aura.

But having said that, even though there is enough aura now, it is no longer possible to refine more than a hundred gray sources in one day and one night like when it broke through the first level of refining qi.

Now, he can only refine seven or eight gray sources every day, and no matter how many meridians there are, his dantian will ache faintly, and there is a sign of going too far and hurting his body.

The reason for this, Murong Fu soon figured it out.

He had practiced for three full years at the first level of Qi Refining.

In the past three years, he has never slacked off for a single day. Although he has not been able to fully cultivate the first level of Qi Refining, the foundation has been laid extremely solidly. It can even be said that the small level of Qi Refining has been cultivated to the point where everything is ready. An unspirited situation.

It's like building a building. The foundation, frame, etc. of the first floor have already been built. Only the last key material is missing, so that the first floor can be completely completed.

So when he has enough spiritual energy, he can refine 260 gray origins in just three days, complete the first level of Qi refining in one breath, and advance to the second level of Qi refining.

But now, the second floor of Qi Refining has just started, which means that the second floor building has just started to be built, without any preliminary results, even if the materials are sufficient, it has to be done step by step.

Therefore, now he can only refine seven or eight gray sources in a day, and if there are too many, the foundation will be unstable, and even hurt himself.

But even so, based on the calculation that more than [-] gray origins are needed to complete the second level of Qi Refining, it only takes about a year for him to complete the second level of Qi Refining.

According to the general outline of the "Qingmu Longevity Jue", under a normal cultivation environment with abundant aura, the average cultivation progress of the second level of Qi Refining is two years.

Murong Fu now has enough aura, which can be regarded as having a normal cultivation environment, but the second level of Qi refining only takes one year.

This undoubtedly shows that Murong Fu's cultivation talent is far beyond the average level, and can be regarded as outstanding.

Because only seven or eight gray sources can be refined in a day, and the refining time only takes an hour, Murong Fu now has a lot of free time.

Not only do I have time to study martial arts, sacrifice magic weapons, but also have time to accompany Wang Yuyan.

despite this.

Regarding the future with Wang Yuyan, Murong Fu actually had certain doubts in his heart.

It's not that Wang Yuyan is beautiful and not cute enough.

Anyway, even if Wang Yuyan was not lively enough and too dignified by Li Qingluo's harsh education methods, Murong Fu still had ways to awaken her nature and turn her into a young girl suitable for her age.

The real problem is...

Between immortal cultivators and mortals, there is a natural moat called "time".

He can now live to be more than 130 years old.

As the origin continues to enter the account, his cultivation will surely become higher and higher.

When he reaches the ninth level of Qi refining, he will have a lifespan of over 270 years old.

But what about Wang Yuyan?
She doesn't like martial arts, she doesn't like to practice, how long can she be young?
How many years can this fairy-like young girl's face last?

Murong Fu tilted his head, looked at Wang Yuyan's flawless and beautiful side face under the moonlight, and secretly sighed in his heart:

Time is the most ruthless.Maybe ten or 20 years later, Wang Yuyan will still be as beautiful as she is today, and even more mature, but what about three or forty years later?What about five or sixty years later?
Thinking of this, Murong Fu couldn't help raising his hand, and lightly touched Wang Yuyan's flawless, delicate and delicate cheek.

Wang Yuyan was slightly taken aback, her pretty face blushed, she nodded and said in embarrassment:
"cousin……"

Murong Fu smiled and asked:
"Yuyan, would you like to practice with me?"

"Ah?" Wang Yuyan was stunned: "But, I..."

"We don't practice martial arts." Murong Fu smiled and said, "Just meditate, practice Wu Qin Xi and other Daoyin techniques, it is enough to strengthen the body."

When he asked, he had already made up his mind.

If Wang Yuyan refuses, then his fate with her, and even the fate with ordinary people in this world, will only last for decades.In the future, perhaps only little Abi will be by his side...

If she is willing, then teach her Qigong Daoyin to strengthen her body first, so as to lay a solid foundation.Wait until the time is right in the future...

Just as she was thinking, she heard Wang Yuyan say decisively:

"If my cousin teaches me Qigong, I would like to learn it! And I must learn and practice seriously!"

Murong Fu was slightly taken aback, then laughed.

(End of this chapter)