Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 4 [Immortal Habitat on the Cliff]

  Fang Chang didn't care, smiled, and lifted the basket behind his back.

   Wrap the gifts from the monkey with one hand, pick up one with the other hand, wipe it and eat it.

   Click.

   Refreshing, sweet and delicious!

  The fruit sent by the little white-haired monkey is good.

   As expected of being an expert at eating fruit for many years, the fruits picked by the monkey are much better than those in the basket behind him.

  Of course, it may also be because the fruits brought by the monkey belong to the "gift class".

  Fang Chang smiled and continued walking while eating.

  Walking out of the woods, he returned to his hut, took out the fruit in the basket on his back and put it away, and threw the two pieces of rough jade given by the monkey into the hut.

  As for the elixir, there is really no place to put it, so I simply put it in my pocket. If it is crushed, it can only be said that it has no destiny for me.

  The finished pips were thrown down the hillside—he never threw the pips into the campfire.

  The house is different from the nearby shack. The shack has three long logs interlocked with each other, naturally forming a strong triangular structure, which can be stably supported on the ground. But to build a house, you need to fix the pillars, which requires digging holes in the cleared land.

  First use a stone ax to dig out the ground, then use stone flakes to dig out floating soil and small stones with your hands, and dig out a straight hole almost arm's deep. Fortunately, no big rocks were encountered during this process.

  Fang Chang beat the hole with a short piece of wood, and then put the tree trunks trimmed before into the hole one by one, filling the surrounding soil tightly.

   Shaking, very strong.

  It didn’t take much time to build the four columns. Similarly, the beams are relatively simple. You only need to put four beams of appropriate thickness in a circle on the forks specially set aside on the columns, and tie them tightly with rattan.

   In this way, Fang Chang obtained a solid frame standing on the ground.

   The most troublesome thing is the roof.

  There are many configurations for the roof to choose from. Considering that there will be a lot of rain here, Fang Chang plans to go farther tomorrow to obtain materials from the bamboo forest a little further away.

  All afternoon, he was busy with another thing: raising the floor in the house.

   Take pebbles from a nearby stream, carry them back in a basket, and form a circle along the place where the wall should be built, about two fists high.

  Then dig soil and put it in baskets, transport it to dump it and step on it, so that the ground in the house is higher than the outside of the house. This can be waterproof to a certain extent, and Fang Chang doesn't want water to flood into the house when it rains.

  The little monkey came back at some point. After what happened yesterday, it became much more courageous. It squatted on a nearby tree and watched, wondering what it was thinking.

  Fang Chang didn't take it seriously, he said hello, and then continued to work.

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  …

  After the sun jumped out of the ground, Fang Chang got up from the big rock on the edge of the cliff and moved around.

  Since he came to the mountains, his practice has progressed by leaps and bounds, and his height has increased rapidly. After a few days, Fang Chang felt that his cultivation had improved quite a bit.

   But this is not an environmental problem, but a mental problem.

The former Fang Chang could not be "in the midst of the world of mortals, but not disturbed by the world", so he could only choose "a small hermit to hide in the wild", sold his property and came to this cloud mountain to find a clean place potential training.

  The bonfire at the door was moved to the unfinished house by Fang Chang, and used to dry the ground. After the roof was covered, it was no longer suitable for doing so, and there was a risk of burning the house.

  Yesterday, he also picked two large flat stones from the stream and moved them to use as a table and bench. If he hadn't practiced well, he would definitely not be able to move such two large stones.

  The advantage of using a solid boulder as a table is that it can be placed in the open air without fear of wind and rain.

   After finishing breakfast, another set of guiding methods was performed. Fang Chang put the stone ax in the basket and walked down the mountain on his back.

   I remember that before coming here on the first day, he saw a green bamboo forest in that direction. The bamboo was growing well and could be cut down for use.

  The monkey on the tree next to him, who routinely observed Fang Chang’s actions, saw him leave, and also jumped forward from the trees, not far away to keep up.

  The scenery along the way is very beautiful, but the vegetation is dense.

  However, Fang Chang couldn't be stopped. He was nimble and agile, walking on the ground like walking on the ground in this difficult-to-pass mountain.

   "Woof! Woah!"

   Turning around a few boulders and approaching the bamboo forest, Fang Chang saw a yellow dog barking at him vigorously. His fur was shaved and he was wearing a cloth collar. It was obviously a domestic dog.

   Fang Chang was puzzled, this place is far away from the village at the foot of the mountain, could it be that he got lost?

   "Woof! Wang! Wang!" The yellow dog seemed a little anxious, turned around twice in place, ran a few steps in the opposite direction, turned his head and barked twice, and ran two more steps.

   "Are you asking me to follow?" Fang Chang secretly thought after understanding.

   After a closer look, this yellow dog is only quite human, not enlightened.

  Yellow Dog trotted and ran towards the mountain in the other direction, Fang Chang quickly followed. The yellow dog ran faster and faster, but fortunately, its legs were not as strong as Fang Long, so it could easily follow behind.

   Arriving at the foot of a steep hill, the yellow dog rushed out, barking softly around a person on the ground.

"people?"

  Going forward, I saw a young man dressed as a villager throwing himself on the ground, with an iron axe, rope and a few pieces of firewood scattered beside him. He should be a woodcutter.

  Fang Chang stepped forward and gently turned the person to his side, probed, and still breathed.

  Looked up at the traces. This person should have slipped down the hillside and fell here. I don't know where he hit while sliding down, and passed out on the ground.

  Fang Chang took a closer look and saw that the person on the ground was alive and stable, knowing that he was fine, he stretched out his finger and pinched his Renzhong acupoint hard.

   "Ouch!"

  The person on the ground opened his mouth and woke up slowly.

  Fang Chang asked: "Don't talk or move around, just feel it quietly, if there is any discomfort." The man on the ground shook his head and hissed softly. He felt uncomfortable all over his body.

   Seeing the woodcutter lying in pain, Fang Chang took out two elixirs from his pocket.

   It was a gift from the monkey, but because it was in his pocket, it was deformed. He identified it, took one of them, thought for a while and pinched off half of it, and said:

   "Open your mouth."

  The woodcutter obeyed, Fang Chang squeezed out the juice of the elixir, dripped it into the opponent's mouth, and waited for a while, waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect. Soon, the woodcutter sat up from the ground, opened his mouth and said:

   "Thank you for this... strong man, thank you for saving me."

  Fang Chang heard the words and shook his head:

   "You don't need to thank me, you should thank your yellow dog, it was the one who went down the mountain to ask for help, and met me on the way—why are you lying here?"

   "Of course it slid down." The young woodcutter glanced at his pet dog and said as a matter of course. It seems that he is a talkative person, and he continued to talk on his own without waiting for Fang Chang to respond:

   "I'm from Linxi Village down below. I often go up the mountain to cut firewood to sell in the town, but this time it's not because of firewood."

   "A good friend of mine was seriously ill. Everyone in the village pooled money together to find a doctor in the town and prescribed a prescription, but we couldn't buy the medicine."

   "Fortunately, the doctor is experienced. He told me the shape and growth place of the medicinal herbs, and told me that there are them in Yunzhong Mountain."

   "So in the past few days, every day I will go up the mountain to look for the medicines on the prescription, and cut some firewood along the way."

   "It turned out that there was just one plant in the crevice of the rock on that slope. I climbed over it, and stepped on it as soon as I caught it, and it ended up like this." The woodcutter gestured, "I fell down."

  Fang Chang nodded to show he knew.

  The woodcutter then asked Fang Chang gratefully: "Strong man, where are you from? I have been talking for a long time, but I haven't had time to ask your name. I will come to thank you when I go back."

"My name is Fang Chang," Fang Chang replied when he heard the woodcutter's words, and then he pointed to the flat hill where he was staying. From here, it was on the cliff, surrounded by clouds and mist: "I live on that .”

   "That's Xianqi Cliff! No one has ever dared to go up!"

   The woodcutter blurted out.

  (end of this chapter)