Useless firewood to become immortal

Chapter 1 Once upon a time there was a small mountain village

Dashu Village, as soon as you hear the name, you know it is like a backwater.The village is not big, and there are only thirty or fifty households in total, with a population of less than 200 people.

Compared with other dilapidated villages, it is still a little better, because this village is a branch of the Ye family, the master of cultivation in the town. Although the life they live is similar, but their status is higher. After all, they are not ordinary people, they all have spiritual roots The existence of the soul, having a spiritual root means that one can cultivate oneself, and from then on one can leave the mortal body and live forever.

Since they are offshoots, they are all existences with low cultivation talents.But it is still slightly stronger than ordinary people.Mainly doing some labor, handing in food, in exchange for some jade to assist in cultivation, thinking that if one day accidentally breaks the seventh level, then he can return to his family, no longer have to do these hard work, and become a master from then on.

Ye Daxian knew all these from the mouths of women and children, his heart was clear, but he had a smirk on his face: "Mother, I haven't seen Brother Huzi for several days."

Ye Qinshi raised her mouth slightly, and pursed it pretending to be profound.The eyebrows are raised, and the eyes are full of smiles and complacency.The pitch of the voice was also a few degrees higher, as if he was worried that the people around him might not be able to hear clearly. "Huzi, you really worked so hard. You broke through the fourth level not long ago. Now that you have stabilized your cultivation, don't bother him with some trivial matters. His father and I can do the field affairs."

"Miss Huzi, your cubs are pretty good. You're only fifteen this year, hey, hello. If half of our family has cubs, I won't worry about it."

"Chun Er Niang, you really know how to joke." Ye Qinshi pursed her lips. "Chun'er, girl, I grew up watching her grow up. The girl who came out is called Shui Ling, and her cultivation talent is not low. This time, the village chief has appointed Chun'er to take Chun'er with her when she goes to my home. , just stay at my house, don’t be sad when the time comes.”

When Erniang Chun heard the words, she wiped away the non-existent tears with her fingers, her voice choked with sobs: "We only have one daughter, Chun'er, as long as she is good."

Ye Daxian pursed his lips in disdain, and continued to smirk on his face, watching these exchanges of greetings, overt and covert compliments and embarrassment.Unsurprisingly, he stood there silently.

Finally, someone remembered her existence.

"Great Immortal, is there anything to eat at home?" Ye Qinshi asked with a smile, this silly girl just gave her a lot of embarrassment by mentioning the tiger.

"It's gone, ma'am." Ye Daxian said stupidly, and swallowed after speaking.Suddenly he raised his voice and said: "Ma'am, brother Huzi is so powerful, when he becomes a fairy, can he conjure a lot of food for the fairy?"

"You're still a fairy, it's all a matter of chance. The aunt's house still has some pancakes, the aunt will get them for you." Ye Qinshi couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from rising, and walked happily to the kitchen.

Ye Daxian continued to wait, and all the families dispersed because it was dinner time.Ye Daxian took the pancakes and walked towards his house happily.Anyway, there is still a place to live.

A tile-roofed house, the accommodation conditions are not bad, but except for the sleeping room, the other rooms have been occupied by spiders, full of spider webs, Ye Daxian doesn't bother to care.After all, you can still expect a five-year-old body to do anything.

As soon as he arrived in the house, Ye Daxian rubbed his stiff cheeks from laughing.Slowly unwrap the pancake.Ordinary white flour cakes don't even have a salty taste, but Ye Daxian still swallowed his saliva.Carefully put it on the table, took the empty teapot on the table, and ran to the bed.Put the teapot on the bed and start to lift all the cotton quilts off the bed.

Open the hidden compartment in the middle of the bed and take out a wooden box.The box is boxy and about the size of your hands.Simple and ordinary.Ye Daxian cherished the anomaly very much, looked around vigilantly, and then slowly opened it.There are several layers of cotton cloth in the box, which can be seen to be very cherished.On several layers of cotton lay a somewhat yellowed paper.

Hold it in your little hands, facing the mouth of the kettle.Enter some aura towards the paper, and the paper moves slightly.In an instant, countless small ice particles fell into the pot.

Ye Daxian, whose face was slightly pale, quickly pulled back his strength.Carefully put the paper back in its place, cover the box, and after hiding it, make the bed.

Holding the teapot and looking in, a layer of fine ice particles covering the bottom of the pot is exuding this trace of aura.Ye Daxian let out a long sigh of relief, even though his face was stiff with a smile, he still raised the corners of his mouth, unable to restrain his inner happiness.After adding some water to the pot, the aura weakened a lot.But Ye Daxian took it for granted, so he ate a piece of pancake with clear water.Looking at the remaining two sheets, biting his lip, he rewrapped them and put them away.

(End of this chapter)