Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 227 [Apprentice from another family]

  In addition to these, the monster race is always suppressed by the human race, and there is also the factor of practitioners. There are a large number of human beings. Even if the proportion of people who have stepped into the path of practice is small, the number of practitioners is still considerable given the sufficient base.

  Although they are still not as numerous as the open spirit monsters, human beings practice easily and often have a higher level of cultivation. No matter whether it is a one-on-one encounter or a group fight, they will not lose the wind, at least the monsters will have no time to use their cultivation base to deal with ordinary people.

  In this case, it is already an impossible option for the demon soldiers to directly attack the human world.

   After all, the human army's strong bows and crossbows also have impressive strength. As long as the monsters with high cultivation bases don't play, they will win or lose against ordinary monsters head-on. Moreover, the number of human beings is the largest in the world, far exceeding human practitioners and monsters. For the group of monsters who caused trouble this time, with the number of their members, they couldn't afford such a loss at all.

  So they only need to act in a curve to fool humans into fighting.

  As long as the luck of human beings drops fast enough, sharply, and sufficiently, there may be a chance to reverse the luck of the two races of monsters and change the status of the dominant race in the world, and this kind of thing will naturally become more chaotic. From this point of view, the demon king who leads the monsters on the opposite side is quite good.

  Chang Fang asked for a piece of paper, wrote the new information on it, folded it into a paper plane and threw it out in the air.

  This action made Sang Ziping very curious, and asked: "Mr. Fang, is this a method of sending messages through the sky? Who are you going to send these to?"

  Hearing the words, Fang Chang said with a smile:

   "When I went down the mountain before, I had friendship with the two protagonists of this catastrophe and often shared information, so I used this technique to pass the news over."

  Sang Ziping nodded:

   "This method is really mysterious, but I can't learn it."

  Spells and spells, for practitioners, they can understand if they understand it, but they can't learn it if they don't understand it, or even teach it. Similarly, when one's cultivation reaches a certain level, spells are self-generated, and it is only a subsidiary of cultivation. Sang Ziping felt that he could not do things like throwing a square stack of paper planes into the air, which can fly high and far away, and automatically find people.

   After chatting about the general trend of the world for a while, the topic changed naturally.

  Fang Chang mentioned Sang Ziping's faction, choosing this place as a dojo, and the situation of living together with the common people.

  Sang Ziping smiled and said:

"It's true that the mountains are much quieter, full of aura, and surrounded by beautiful scenery, but it's not suitable for our branch of practice. After all, what I practice is the method of entering the world, and my master and ancestor are also methods of entering the world, so it's better to be closer to the world. "

   "That's why I chose the edge of this village at first. It is neither far away from the secular world nor deeply trapped in it. You can go to the human world to experience and practice at any time, and you can come back at any time to summarize the gains and losses."

  Fang Chang laughed:

   "There are many rumors about the 'old gods' in Nanping Mountain. On the contrary, the villagers here don't think you are the legendary 'gods'."

   "Hahahaha." Sang Ziping also laughed.

  The young man next to him, Mu Anning, couldn't help laughing when he heard that he was also called an "Old Immortal".

Sang Ziping continued: "Actually, this place is the same as Mr. Fang's Xianqi Cliff. Xianqi Cliff uses Yunzhong Mountain as the back mountain and front yard, and here uses the entire Nanping Mountain as the back mountain. The products in the mountain are also within reach. .”

  Fang Chang nodded, there were several wooden racks in the courtyard, on which were dried herbs from the mountains.

  By listening to the conversations of the villagers in the village, he learned that the role of these masters and apprentices in the world is to be a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. Normally the villagers would come here to have a look if they were sick or injured, and then they only need to give some of their own property as a consultation fee. This has been going on for an unknown number of years.

   But when the masters and apprentices left the mountain, the villagers could only go to distant places to seek medical treatment, which was not as convenient as when they were here.

  The waiter next to him, Mu Anning, stepped forward, picked up the big copper pot, and poured tea for the two of them.

  Fang Chang looked at Mu Anning, recalled what happened before, and asked Sang Ziping:

   "How is Wei He doing now?"

   It is about Sang Ziping's second apprentice. He once had an epiphany on the Xianqi Cliff, and in order to practice his ideals, he lost all his cultivation and went down the mountain. Because of the tragic events he encountered when he was young, he once made a vow to devote his whole life to managing and controlling the water, so that the world will suffer less water damage.

  Hearing Fang Chang mention his lost second apprentice, Sang Ziping's expression darkened slightly.

   After all, he is an apprentice who has been raised since he was a child. Even if his mood is stable after practicing, he will inevitably feel a little depressed. Moreover, the departure of the second apprentice Wei He is not unrelated to the advice of Mr. Fang in front of him. Although it may be a good thing for Wei He, Sang Ziping is a bit shocking.

  However, after many years of practice, he adjusted his mentality in an instant, and told Fang Changdao:

"After Wei He left, we still kept in touch occasionally. We only know that he has now fulfilled his wish and entered a certain prefecture's water control yamen as the deputy director. He is busy every day. He said that in his spare time, he is still collecting records of water control from ancient and modern places, and he is preparing to compile them. Make it into a book to reduce the loss of experience.”

  Fang Chang nodded.

   Then his heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to calculate, and Fang Chang was a little moved:

  Although Wei He has no chance to enter the practice, he is likely to have great luck and great merit. It is not easy to say how his life will develop in the future, but it will never be bad. Anyway, practice is not the only good way in the world, let alone the only right way. It is also very meaningful to use your life to build achievements in the world.

   On the other hand, Mu Anning said: "What Second Senior Brother is doing now will be remembered forever, and his reputation will last longer than our longevity."

"En." Sang Ziping nodded, and then seemed to be afraid that the little apprentice would run away, and said, "But An Ning, don't learn from him, just practice hard. You don't have the experience he had before, and you don't have the perseverance of your second senior brother." , the road back to the world is not suitable for you."

   "Master, I'll save it." Mu Anning replied, then he turned his head and said to Fang Chang: "My elder brother wrote a letter earlier, saying that he will come back to visit us in the next few days, and he will definitely be happy to see Mr. Fang."

  Sang Ziping smiled and said:

"Just now I told Mr. Fang about the return of my big apprentice. This time I will go to the Western Regions with Mr. Fang, so I asked him to stay here for a while, and asked him to urge you to practice. By the way, I will take care of it. Things here. Autumn is coming soon, there are more emergencies in Siwai Village, and the herbs have been prepared, but there is only a shortage of people who can see the doctor."

  Mu Anning is still young, and his level is not enough. On weekdays, when the villagers come to seek medical treatment, Sang Ziping mostly receives them.

   Several people chatted for a while, and when they saw the meal, Fang Chang stopped Mu Anning who was about to go to the kitchen to prepare food, and volunteered to cook the catfish.

   It doesn't take too much trouble, just clean it up, add enough seasonings and boil it with water to taste good.

  I only hope that the meat of such a big fish will be more tender and better.

   Of course, you can only know by tasting.

  (end of this chapter)