Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 287 [Walking the Shu Road]

  Sang Ziping vividly talked about his experience in the Western Regions.

  Just like when my two apprentices were young, when I taught them the story of cultivation, Shen Jingwen and Mu Anning also sat quietly and listened intently as they did back then.

   It's just that in these years, he and his big apprentice Shen Jingwen get together less often and leave more. It has been a long time since such a scene has happened between the two of them. Sang Ziping sighed slightly in his heart.

   Practitioners generally have a good memory, and Sang Ziping also explained it very carefully.

He talked about the solar eclipse he encountered on the road after he left Nanping Mountain; he talked about the monster contact point he found in Sanjia Village, and his experience of killing monsters with Mr. Fang; He talked about the vastness and depth of Guanzhong, as well as delicious food; he talked about the vast Gobi, desert yellow sand, oases and storms in the Western Regions; he talked about the waves of Qianlijuhai, the exotic customs on the shore...

  Of course, the most detailed one is their experience of wiping out evil with two pairs of thousand in the White Tiger Hall of the monsters. He didn't exaggerate at all, he just narrated the situation at that time in detail, which made the two apprentices very yearning.

"Mr. Fang's ability is so high, it's expected." Mu Anning put his elbows on the table and his cheeks with his hands, and said, "Master, can you see what level of cultivation Mr. Fang has reached?" ?”

  Sang Ziping shook his head upon hearing this.

  He picked up the tea served by the two apprentices, took a sip, and said with a smile:

   "Of course I can't see it, his cultivation level is much higher than mine. And even if I can see it, how can I describe it, can it be said 'as tall as several floors', haha."

   "However, having said that, Mr. Fang can be one with the surrounding world at this moment, no matter what he does, there is no appearance of any violation of his cultivation level, which is really high."

  Shen Jingwen next to him was in a daze at this time, and he didn't know whether he was immersed in the story narrated by the master, or immersed in the memories of the past.

  He looked at the master and younger brother next to him, and sighed:

"Over the years, I have found several identities at the foot of the mountain, and practiced alone for a long time. Although my cultivation base has been improving, I haven't encountered any troubles. My life is very ordinary. I didn't expect that Master would only go out for a short period of time. With such a rich story, it's really... people yearn for it."

  Sang Ziping thought for a while, and first warned his big apprentice:

"Cultivation must be stable, let the improvement of the state of mind lead to the improvement of cultivation, and my natural, smooth and stable route, and don't be so ambitious and fast. The practice is like a busker walking a rope. The following is It's thin ice, and if you get lost, you may never have a chance to move forward again."

   "Of course, this is just a warning. After all, in terms of practice, a teacher can only tell about experience and methods. In terms of specific details of practice, only each person can grasp this kind of delicate work. It is still a matter of degree."

  Shen Jingwen hurriedly saluted to show that he was educated.

Sang Ziping turned his head to look at Mu Anning at the side, and said, "Anning, you are not young anymore, you have to listen to these too. At the end of the year, I will find a place with your big brother, let you go there alone, and live with a different identity. For a while, it’s good to pave the way for the future.”

  This medical clinic, in fact, Sang Ziping is also planning to hand it over to himself, the youngest apprentice, and then travel around the world by himself.

   But Mu Anning is still young and hasn't fully stabilized on the road of cultivation, and Sang Ziping still needs to help him.

  The master and apprentice chatted for a long time, and then Sang Ziping asked:

   "During the time I was away, how was the situation in the Central Plains? Did anything happen?"

  Mu Anning said:

   "Master, during your visit to the Western Regions, our mountain **** from Nanping Mountain has visited several times. Seeing that you have gone out, we just left with some refreshments."

"Last time he came again, and then we took him to see the bamboo canal behind the house, and the mountain **** suddenly began to sigh. We hurried to ask, but the mountain **** told us: 'The world has become chaotic, and all roads are against the king. Some have raised troops, some have already started fighting, the court is still fatuous, and there are still a large number of unidentified people fishing in troubled waters. All kinds of things are complicated, but the people are suffering.'”

"During this period of time, my brother and I lived in the pharmacy. We didn't go anywhere, and the news was a bit blocked. Therefore, what the mountain **** said when he visited several times is the only thing we can collect about the situation in the Central Plains. Knowing the true and the false, the master must distinguish carefully."

  Sang Ziping nodded when he heard the words, and didn't show any satisfaction or dissatisfaction with the news. He just reached out and patted the back of the little apprentice's head, saying:

   "Okay... I hope this catastrophe will pass sooner."

   "However, after Mr. Fang and I wiped out the enemy's training hall in the Western Regions, the sky changes frequently at night, which is a big step in the direction that is beneficial to mankind."

   "The monsters will definitely fight back, but I don't know what will happen next...Let's not talk about it, it's getting late, I'll go to the kitchen and cook catfish for you—using the cooking method that Mr. Fang used last time!"

   "Okay!" Mu Anning was very happy, he liked appetite since childhood.

   "Then I'll go to the bamboo canal outside to get some water. The folks always miss this time period when they pick up water, so as to prevent conflicts with the water in the medical center."

  The aroma of fish soon permeated the yard.

  ………

   "Well, Central Shu is really a good place!"

  Fang Chang stopped, looked into the distance, and said to himself.

  But immediately, he shook his head again: Every place in the world is beautiful, but it is not necessary to pick a few points for comparison.

  The location of Bashu is a large basin.

  According to textual research, this place should have been the seabed in ancient times. Later, due to geological changes and vicissitudes of life, the seawater in this Shu land dried up, leaving this huge basin, which also provided the people here with land for living and living.

  Where he was standing was the height of a mountain.

  The plank road turns a corner here, extends and dives in another direction.

This is the edge of the basin, and there is no occlusion between it and the most elite area of ​​Shu. From here, one can see the continuous farmland in the distance, the golden rice waiting to be harvested in the farmland, and the veins on the ground. rivers and canals.

  At noon, in the towns and villages scattered far and near, there is a curl of cooking smoke. From here, there is only a thin wisp.

   Further away, there are snow-capped mountains that suddenly penetrate into the sky, stretching across the sky, piercing through the clouds, and tightly surrounding this place.

  The place is inaccessible and difficult for flying birds, but it is not a desperate place for life.

  (end of this chapter)