I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

The clear springs are murmuring, the spiritual mist is curling up, the grass is faint, and the bamboo houses are green.

In the spiritual spring, the white cranes are washing their feet and trimming their wings; on the medicine field, the elders are tending the spiritual grass with a hoe.

Eleven or twelve-year-old children don't know how to feel sad, sitting on the stone steps leaning against the door frame and dozing off.

The gray-haired elderly man carefully removed the accompanying weeds that grew on the roots of the white dragon ginseng grass, poured a spoonful of spiritual spring on the roots, and fiddled with the red five-petaled small flowers with his white fingertips stained with black soil. The baby Shen, who was gradually condensing, looked back and greeted the snoozy boy in the corner: "Yuan Bao! Quickly call Jiu Geer to get out!"

The Zongjiao boy named Yuan Bao rubbed his eyes, his eyes lit up when he saw the baby with big thumbs, he turned around and slammed on the door of the bamboo house, his voice was neither high nor low, and his tone was neither fast nor slow: "Master, it's time to go out of the gate." gone."

In the bamboo house, a boy with a bunch of hair is sitting on the cloud bed.

The skin is as beautiful as porcelain, the lips are like cherry blossoms, the hair is like floating clouds, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the charming fox eyes add to the boy's extraordinary demeanor. There is no sense of femininity and charm.

This handsome young man is what the old man called Brother Jiu, the young master called by Yuan Bao. His surname is Feng and his name is Yuan Jiu. Following his maternal instinct, the bamboo house he lives in is the boudoir of his mother, Feng Miaoge. It is cheaper for him.

Hearing the call, Feng Yuanjiu responded, pushed the door out, walked to the medicine field, bowed to help the elderly man, and said helplessly: "Uncle Zhuang, with my talent, no matter how much Ganoderma lucidum and fairy grass I take, it's nothing more than that." Why did you bother to find this white dragon ginseng?"

Zhuang Bosheng's white-haired and childlike face, hearing Feng Yuanjiu's words, forced out two wrinkles on his baby-like delicate face: "Miss has a celestial appearance, Brother Jiu will definitely be no worse than Miss."

Feng Yuanjiu was speechless, he didn't want to win Zhuangbo's heart, so he didn't argue that his aptitude for cultivating immortals was inferior to that of his mother who had been missing for many years, anyway, he couldn't argue with Zhuangbo: "Yes yes yes Don't worry, Zhuang Bo, I know it well."

Zhuang Bo pointed to the futon that the little boy Yuanbao brought to the medicine field, and let Feng Yuanjiu sit on it: "This white dragon ginseng ginseng baby can stabilize the soul, Brother Jiu will definitely not have those disturbing dreams again after taking it. The white dragon ginseng and the Xuanyue bird on Qifeng Mountain are stewed and eaten, which is the most nourishing for human muscles and bones, and I will let Yuanbao stew it for you to eat at night."

Feng Yuanjiu sat on the futon according to her words, and put her hands in seals on her knees. After the child had absorbed the last trace of anger in the setting sun, condensed her body, and opened her mouth to inhale the moment of Qi Lingzhi, she sucked the ball The essence of white dragon ginseng condensed into the shape of a boy was taken into the mouth.

The white dragon ginseng ginseng baby melts in the mouth, turning into streams of heat and melting into the limbs and bones.

His head was swollen and painful, as if there was a feeling of emptiness that could not be replenished, and then feeling the feeling of ants crawling deep in the bone marrow, Feng Yuanjiu knew that Zhuang Bo had only said one thing to him but not the other, The "White Dragon Ginseng" he found not only has the effect of stabilizing the soul, but also has the effect of reborn.

But in the end it was Zhuang Bo's fists and fists, Feng Yuanjiu hurriedly kept his mind on, and tried his best to run the qi-refining formula at the first level, absorbing the surging inspiration that filled the meridians of his body with all his strength.

The fiery Qi from Zhigang to Yang traveled through the meridians, breaking through several stagnant places, and then the incomparably clear blue spiritual Qi swam behind, repairing the tendons damaged by the overbearing fire.

Dark brown, greasy mucus oozes from Feng Yuanjiu's pores, and mist rises from the top of Feng Yuanjiu's head. Yuan Bao is watching in amazement: "They all said that the young master has icy muscles and bones, but he can actually discharge this Lots of impurities!"

Zhuang Bo glared at Yuan Bao with a raised eyebrow, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Just follow those incomprehensible things and be careless, be careful that Brother Jiu will not spare you if he finds out!"

Yuan Bao hastily covered his mouth, rolled out a foot away without a sound, turned around and swore to the thatched hut on the top of Qifeng Mountain: "My ancestors, I have never bullied the young master with them. !"

Yuan Bao is the youngest son of the head housekeeper. He has been loved by his parents and elder brothers since he was a child. Don't dare to be distracted.

If so, two full hours have passed, and the sun in the western frontier has long disappeared into the mountains, and the starry sky casts an inch of cool light, reflecting on the spiritual spring in the courtyard, and Fengyuan Jiufang, who is sitting in the medicine field. Shu Gong opened his eyes.

The young man under the moon, his gaze is like the stars at dawn, clear and clear with a hint of the coolness of night, it is clear that within a few hours, the gaze is still as cool as water, but this glance makes Zhuang Bo's heart tremble, as if The child he cared for since he was a child has gone through hundreds of years of earthly baptism in a place he can't see. He has both the transparency of the world and the indifference of old age. Fortunately, this feeling is fleeting. Looking back at the past, the boy The person is still Brother Jiu who he cared for wholeheartedly: "Brother Jiu, how are you?"

Feng Yuanjiu frowned and looked at the sticky pickles all over his body, and said with a smile: "The fourth level of Qi refining, the sea of ​​consciousness has also expanded a lot."

Hearing this, Zhuang Bo's eyebrows trembled with joy, and he said "Okay" three times in a row, hurriedly urging the always happy and clean brother Jiu to take a bath and change clothes first, and then urged Yuan Bao to light a fire, so that he can stew black dragon ginseng later. Yue Niao, but he never thought of Feng Yuanjiu's real situation.

Breaking through from the first level of refining qi to the fourth level of refining qi in just two hours, this skill is not for nothing, even with the essence of White Dragon Ginseng King as a guide, it can't be done with thick accumulation and thin hair.

Feng Yuanjiu has always liked cleanliness, but when he entered the bamboo house, he didn't look at the bathtub that had been prepared long ago, but pulled out a piece of shiny and transparent jade from his neckline, according to his intention of leaving him to be carefree According to his mother, this piece of jade has been with him since his mother's womb. In the 18 years before today, he has been hanging this piece of jade around his neck as a talisman, just for a good omen.

Looking at this jade again at this time, the senses are naturally different from before.

With the help of the essence of the White Dragon Ginseng King, when Feng Yuan's nine sea of ​​consciousness was broadened and his soul was nourished and stabilized, it also completely awakened the primordial spirit that was sealed in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

After thoroughly merging with the finally unsealed Yuanshen, Feng Yuanjiu knew that he was a reincarnated and recultivated person, and this piece of beautiful jade shaped like a guqin was actually the treasure of the sect he belonged to in his previous life. His previous body was boldly used as a basis for reincarnation and reconstruction.

In his previous life, his surname was Yuan Mingjiu, and his name in this life was only one surname Feng, so it seems that the two characters Yuan Jiu are very predestined to him.

His previous body, Yuan Jiu, was different from him. His aptitude for cultivating immortals was an enviable single-fire spiritual root, but in this life, he has all five spiritual roots. The two spiritual roots of fire and wood are slightly thicker than the other three spiritual roots. That's all.

Fortunately, the place called Earth where Yuan Jiu is located is extremely lacking in inspiration, and the inheritance of Taoism is even more incomplete. Even older medicinal materials are quite difficult to find. Those monks who are as rare as a feather, the highest cultivation base is just a fake alchemy monk, with the talent of Yuan Jiu, dedicated to Taoism, and even relying on the sect.

It is far inferior to the land of Kyushu where he is, full of inspiration and integrity, there are as many foundation-building monks as dogs, Jindan monks walk everywhere, Nascent Soul monks are not difficult to see, Dongxuan Daoist often walks outside, it is above Dongxuan There are also those legendary masters, if not, he really doesn't know whether Yuan Jiu's reincarnation and reconstruction are lucky or unfortunate.

The treasure of Zhenpai that was used by Yuan Jiu as a means of reincarnation and reconstruction is said to be the ancient artifact Fuxiqin in that part of the earth. Became a reincarnation.Feng Yuanjiu didn't know where he got the fate of Fuxiqin. After he fused with the sealed primordial spirit, a transparent and misty Qin soul appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness. His qin soul recognized the master.

Although the so-called ancient artifact has been severely damaged from the almost nothingness of the piano soul, and I am afraid it will not be useful in the battle for a while, Feng Yuanjiu still feels quite content, not to mention that he has always liked music and rhythm. , I feel happy when I hold this piano in my palm, it is a great harvest to break through from the first level of Qi refining to the fourth level of Qi refining with the help of Fuxi Qin.

With his current cultivation base, although it is temporarily impossible to refine the zither body into his body, it is not completely useless.Inject the power of true essence that has been turned into mist into the body of Fuxi Qin from the palm of the palm, and the beautiful jade in the palm glows with a halo and turns into a seven-stringed guqin. He was not allowed to take a bath, so he immediately used the cleansing talisman to remove the sticky impurities all over his body, and then sat in front of the piano table, concentrating on the joy of a straight song.

After finishing a song, the lingering sound lingers for a long time, and the person playing the piano seems to have fallen into a samadhi.

Feng Yuanjiu never thought of it, but he just caressed a song casually, and it faintly resonated with the Qin Po in the sea of ​​consciousness. I don't know if this Qin Po has already attracted him as a bosom friend, but he is trying to be silent for a while. Three mysterious talismans with strong ancient aura spit out from the sea one after another.

Looking at each talisman one by one with the primordial spirit, there are layers of restrictions on each talisman. With his current strength of the primordial spirit, he can only see the magic method in the first layer of restriction, but he also knows these three talismans:

Its name is "Lianshan Yi", which is the technique of divining the secrets of heaven;

The second is called "Nine Chapters of Yuling", which is the method of controlling all spirits;

The third is called "Secret Book of Immemorial Tianyin", but it is a supreme way to enter Taoism through rhythm.

Only from the introductory formulas in the first floor, it can be seen that all three are good, but Feng Yuanjiu has no intention of abandoning the current practice. The "Taiyi Guiyuanxuanlu" he is practicing now, It was taught by his mother, Feng Miaoge, and it is said that she and his father who had never met met specially found it for him. Although it is not known whether it is true or not, but from the perspective of his previous life, which has almost read all the secrets of the Xuan family, Even though most of the chapters he read are fragments, it is not difficult to see that "Taiyi Guiyuan Xuanlu" is perfect for him.

Of course, this does not mean that Feng Yuanjiu will completely put these three wonderful methods on the shelf, even if he does not major in exercises, it is good to use them as minors.Thinking of all the magical powers contained in these three talismans, Feng Yuan Jiudang even immersed his mind in "Lian Shan Yi", and comprehended the hexagrams to express the secrets of heaven.

Feng Yuanjiu was immersed in the endless magic, and lost himself in comprehension, but Zhuang Bo outside the bamboo house seemed to be on a roller coaster. At first, all the birds, beasts, insects and butterflies in the mountains were attracted by the sound of the piano floating in the bamboo house. Uncle was a little bit proud of "my ninth brother is extraordinary", but when he saw the little fat man who was also led outside the bamboo house by the sound of the piano and the vision, all the pride turned into a headache.