Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 626
Back at the He Mansion, he saw several older brothers and fathers standing at the gate from a distance, his heart warmed, and he walked over with brisk steps.

"Little brother, how are you? Have you been cheated?"

He An watched He You come over with a smile, and heaved a sigh of relief.

He Mu snorted coldly, glanced at He You, then turned around and walked back.

He You smiled calmly, and followed his father and several brothers into the mansion.

It was only during the walk that he began to tell what he heard from Zhou Fanna.

Even though his cultivation level was not enough, Zhou Fan could only remember one or two percent of what Zhou Fan said, and he even said it upside down, but even so, the father and son of the He family were very moved when they heard it, and their footsteps were unconsciously stopped. down.

"Little brother, big brother wrongly blamed you!"

After He You finished speaking, He An looked at his younger brother and said sincerely.

It can be easily judged that the content described by my little brother is many times better than my own formula.

"Father!"

He You looked at his father.

"Ok!"

He Mu nodded and said yes.

Hearing this, He You felt very happy in his heart.

This is the first time he has received a compliment from his father.

This night, I don't know how many people are in the same situation as the He family.

The monks who came down from Xuanlian Peak today all told their relatives and friends.

And relatives and friends have relatives and friends, just pass it on to ten, ten to a hundred.

On the fifteenth day of the next month, when the He family and his sons arrived at Xuanlian Peak, they were still far away, and only saw a long dragon lined up to the foot of the mountain.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, and didn't care about being surprised, even cast the flying spell and lined up.

Most of the monks who came this time were low-level monks, there were only a dozen more monks in the Jindan realm, and there were also a few monks who were suspected to be in the realm of transforming gods.

They all came here because they were curious after hearing the rumors, and they were not very far from Xuanlian Peak.

It's just that as soon as they reached this peak, just the blue ground where they were sitting cross-legged at the moment made them dare not have delusional thoughts.

After all, they are one level higher than those Jindan monks, and they have a higher level of insight.

This kind of Nasumi's method of using mustard seeds is so quiet that people don't feel that there is anything wrong with it.

As if this is how it should be.

Properly, it is the consummation of the hole, and even the strong who has already begun to touch the realm of harmony.

What makes them a little puzzled is how such an existence can teach these low-level monks the way of immortality.

Even if they were desperate, they couldn't figure out what Zhou Fan did.

"Om~~~"

Still so silent, the cloud platform appeared out of thin air above the center, and Zhou Fan sat on it.

Looking at the black head in front of him, he didn't say much and started talking directly.

The two stages of refining Qi and Dao Ji are the foundation of practice.

It is the monk who has heard it once before, and now he will listen again.

It also just felt as if it was new, and at the same time, it was already prepared, picked up the jade slip, cast the recording spell, and it was automatically recorded from the beginning of Zhou Fan's talk.

And those who came for the first time were intoxicated.

Even those monks in the realm of transforming gods only felt that there were many defects and flaws in the Dao foundation that they thought was perfect in the past.

For a moment, only the sound of Zhou Fan's preaching remained in the entire venue.

The number of animals listening in did not increase much compared to last month.

Just, compared to last month.

At this moment, they all seem to have a little light in their eyes.

And those spiritual beings that already have some spirituality have even more aura in their eyes.

"Squeak~~"

The door of the bamboo house opened, and Tu Mengmei came out.

The scene on the mountainside came into view, stepped into the stream, and sat casually on a bluestone.

Beside her was a snow-white little rabbit, but it was completely unaware of Tu Mengmei's existence.

Looking at the multicolored koi in the creek, Tu Mengmei suddenly missed her East China Sea dragon carp.

As time passed, Zhou Fan's sermon ended again.

"The poor only preach the Tao, but don't understand the Tao!"

After Zhou Fan finished speaking, he saw a monk who woke up from his obsession and opened his mouth to ask, so he said something lightly.

Seeing this, the monks could only swallow their words in their hearts.

"This rumor is actually true!"

Among the dark monks, a young monk looked at the Yuntai that had disappeared, and kept thinking about the mysterious Taoist voice in his mind.

Involuntarily, he thought of a thin figure with firm eyes.

"If Brother Zhang finds out, he will be so happy that he won't be able to sleep for a few days!"

……

Six thousand miles away from Heqi City, there is a big city called Yigu City.

In a house called Zhang's Mansion, Zhang Chukun was meditating cross-legged.

From the moment he saw a monk flying with his sword in his childhood, a desire to seek the Tao was born in his heart.

After the early death of his parents, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the pursuit of the Tao and worked extremely hard.

However, not everything in this world can be obtained through hard work.

He does not have immortal roots.

Therefore, even though he scattered all his wealth and searched all kinds of sects, he still hit a wall.

In the end, it was just a fluke to get an ordinary and no longer ordinary Qi refining method, and came to this place of casual cultivation and settled in Yigu City.

"Whoo~"

Zhang Chukun exhaled slowly and stood up.

"Is it still not working!"

With a bitter face, he felt the pitiful chance aura in his body, even though he knew it long ago, he still couldn't help sighing.

He is in his forties this year, and he has begun to grow up.

His energy is no longer what it used to be, and more importantly, Nuo Da's wealth is almost exhausted.

However, the final result is the pitifully rare chance aura in this body.

"Could it be, am I doomed not to practice? God, how unfair you are!!!"

Thinking of all the things he had experienced in order to practice these years, he couldn't help but let out a cry of grief.

It's just that he doesn't have the immortal root, so he is blocked from the door of the avenue he has dreamed of.

As if he was doomed from birth.

How cruel this is.

"Dong Dong Dong~~~"

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the small courtyard.

Zhang Chukun was a little puzzled. After his parents died early, he had long since cut off contact with his relatives and friends because of his single-minded pursuit of Taoism.

After moving to Yigu City, he concentrated on his cultivation and almost cut off contact with the outside world.

The only few friends are also traveling abroad, how can anyone come to the door?
With doubts, Zhang Chukun left the room, walked to the gate of the courtyard, opened the gate, and frowned when he saw someone coming. He didn't know him.

"Excuse me, is this Zhang Chukun, Master Zhang?"

The visitor was dressed as a servant, and his words were very respectful.

"I am!"

Hearing this, the servant said a letter with both hands respectfully: "This is a letter from my master to Mr. Zhang in a hurry! My master's surname is Luo!"

Immediately, Zhang Chukun, who was still somewhat puzzled, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "But Luo Jun Luo?"

"Exactly!"

(End of this chapter)