Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 501【Bu】

  Carrying two pig cages, Fang Chang walked back to the cliff. When he was away, there was no change on the cliff.

  The lake is still reflecting the sky, half of the lake is covered with lotus leaves, with streams flowing beside it, and the Wuming Temple in the distance is standing still, as if it has been waiting for me for a long time.

  Fang Chang walked to the edge of the forest, released the piglets inside, and then inspected the chicken coop, picking up a few eggs.

  The pigs, cattle, sheep and cubs he bought with the money he earned from the bottom of the mountain were put into the vast forest on the cliff. Putting them here instead of down the mountain is not only convenient for catching when they want to eat, but also because the living environment under the mountain is too harsh for these domestic livestock.

  The bullies in the forest on the cliff are nothing but monkeys and wild boars, and the wild boars were almost eaten by him. And in Yunzhong Mountain, there are really beasts living. What's more, the eagle on the tree by the cliff was only afraid to come to the cliff due to his own order. If there were pigs and sheep at the bottom of the mountain, it would naturally not miss this delicious food.

  Fang Chang walked into the hall without doing anything, first took out the bottle containing the ghost in an empty hall.

   Looking at the surrounding ground, he frowned, feeling that this place did not meet the requirements. So he simply walked out of the hall, and then began to search for materials and places to prepare for the next thing.

  The materials in the warehouse are very complete. Fang Chang found all the materials he needed without any effort.

  He walked to the edge of the cliff, sat on the morning class stone, and watched the clouds quietly.

When the wind is not strong, the clouds in the mountains will appear very docile. Unlike the turbulent galloping horses in the windy weather, the clouds at this time are like soft cotton balls, surrounding several hills under the cliff. , by the way spread a layer towards the distance.

   But the land far below the mountain is still clear, and Fang Chang can see the villages and farmland there, as well as the busy people among the rice paddies.

  There is a world of fireworks.

  After peace returned to the earth, in the eyes of Fang Chang, the weather at the foot of the mountain has become peaceful again. Although the common people cannot see this, they can also feel that the days have become peaceful and the pace of life has returned to a gentle and leisurely pace.

   So Fang Chang kept watching like this, without moving for a long time, from morning till night.

  The trajectory of the sun crosses the sky above the head, and the square shadows falling on the morning class stone and beside it also swing from west to east, becoming shorter and longer.

   Until the sky is covered with stars.

   "Well, the time is just right."

  Fang Chang raised his head to look at the starry sky, jumped off the stone with a snap, and walked back to the hall. He took the materials he had prepared before, as well as the small bottle, and walked to the open space outside.

   Lightly pointed at the ground, and suddenly the earth and rocks surged, forming a small platform.

This platform is also exquisite, it is divided into lower, middle and upper three layers, the bottom layer is square, facing the four sides of the southeast, northwest, the middle layer is circular, just meets the four sides of the bottom layer, and the top layer is octagonal, facing the four sides of the bottom layer. In all directions.

  Fang Chang placed the small bottle in the middle of the table, and then placed three pieces of material around the bottle to form an equilateral triangle.

  These three materials are ox shoulder bone, tortoise shell, and yarrow. They all come from Yunzhong Mountain.

Oh no, I don’t know if the tortoise shell came from Yunzhong Mountain. Although the tortoise was caught from the pool below the waterfall, the turtle in the pool was entrusted by me when I was on a boat on the southern river. The boy caught it in the river, and the reward was enough for him to study.

  He took a crate of turtles, crossed the state capital from the river, and put them into the pool under the cliff. Before, Fang Chang had selected some of the largest turtles, stewed the shells and threw them in the warehouse, and now he is using them.

  After placing the three items, Fang Chang placed a brazier filled with dried pine branches in the southwest and northeast directions, and lit a flame in it.

  He looked up at the starry sky, took rhythmic steps, and adjusted his position. Then he took out twenty-seven copper coins from his arms and sprinkled them around the bottle lightly.

   "It turns out that..."

  Cultivation has already entered into good fortune, and Fang Chang's divination skills have long been advanced to an unbelievable level. As long as he wants to use this skill, he will be better than most practitioners in the world in divination.

   Now with the help of this simple ceremony, Fang Chang, under the light of the jumping flames, compared the copper coins on the stage and the starry sky in the sky, and silently calculated in his heart. This time, he finally understood the indications obtained from previous divination calculations, and the result was somewhat unexpected.

  Fang Chang frowned, put away the copper coin, tortoise shell, shoulder bone, yarrow, brazier, and the small bottle containing the ghost, and pointed back, the table immediately turned upside down, and it returned to its original flat ground within a breath.

  It turns out that these ghosts are not products of this world.

   There is a world that has been connected with this world at some point, and gradually merged in, and the creatures inside escaped from the junction to this side. Because the laws of heaven and earth repel each other, these creatures have become confused. Fortunately, the creatures inside are all ghosts, so there will not be a large-scale crisis here.

  Since this ghost was captured from Ninghe Mansion, let the two masters not bother with one thing, just tell Wen Chenghuang about it. However, these wandering ghosts have been sent into reincarnation by city gods from all over the world, and they can no longer be separated from this world... Perhaps, this is God's will.

  Fang Chang sighed and walked towards the bedroom.

  I hope this matter can be resolved smoothly, so that this piece of land that has just been peaceful will be saved from another catastrophe. No wonder the celestial phenomena are still treacherous after the catastrophe is over.

  He figured out many things.

  Sitting at the desk, he took out a few sheets of paper, sharpened the ink and started writing.

   "To Warm the City God:"

   "A few days ago, I captured a new type of ghost in the city of Ninghe Prefecture. After I brought it back to the cliff for divination, I made an astonishing discovery..."

  He described the process and results of his divination to Wen Chenghuang in detail in the letter. Wen Chenghuang is also a person with a lot of friends, so he will definitely tell the news if he thinks about it, maybe there will be an expert who can find a way to deal with this situation.

  At the same time, Fang Chang also said in the letter that he was going to take time to investigate the ghost world opposite, and see what was going on inside, which might be of reference value.

  After the ink was completely dry, just as he was about to fold the letter paper, Fang Chang suddenly stopped.

  He took out the porcelain bottle, unplugged it, gently pulled out the ghost inside, and then, amidst the screams of the ghost, squeezed it into thin slices without thickness, and pasted it on the corner of the letter paper. Speaking of which, the kind of ghosts I encountered back then were tortured by the underworld agents, and they didn't cry out in pain. Now I know the pain, and it may be a little bit adapted to the suppression of the law of heaven and earth.

  Fang Chang folded the letter paper with ghosts on it into a paper airplane, and threw it out the open window.

  The white paper airplane turned into a line, flew into the night sky with a whizzing, then flew down the cliff and disappeared. Fang Chang blew on the lamp, lay down on the white jade bed with all his clothes on, and silently closed his eyes to fall asleep.

   Forget about anything else, just take a break, he thought.

   Thank you for filling in random nicknames is better than numbers, ss1817623ss, I want to raise a cat, and take a plane every day to give a reward.

  (end of this chapter)