Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

Moon stars are rare.

Cicadas chirp and frogs chirp.

The cool mountain breeze comes one after another, and the summer night in the mountains will not make people feel boring at all.

In the yard, Yang Fan filled the tank half with water from the well, took a gourd and poured yellow spring water into it.

Although the gourd only has a capacity of more than one liter, there is actually something else inside.

According to grandpa, there is at least one ton of yellow spring water in it, which is enough for him to soak for a long time.

Sure enough, until the whole water tank was full, there was still the sound of splashing water when the gourd was shaken, and it sounded like a rushing river when it was put to the ear, and it almost didn't go down.

Afterwards, Yang Fan set up firewood around the large water tank, and lit the water with dry fir leaves.

It is better to heat Huangquan water and clean water together.

On the side, Wangfu was having a great time chasing fireflies in the yard. The ten-year-old dog seemed to have returned to his boyhood, full of vitality.

Half an hour later, after testing that the water temperature was almost the same, Yang Fan fastened the gate of the yard, stripped naked and entered the water tank.

At first, it was so comfortable that people wanted to groan, but after a while, Yang Fan felt pain all over his body.

From the inside out.

The inside of the body is like holding a bone scraping knife to gouge out the flesh inch by inch, while the outer skin is like being stabbed continuously by steel needles.

This is probably the feeling of a thousand cuts and a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

"Uh~"

Yang Fan grinned in pain, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If Grandpa hadn't explained in advance that this was a normal phenomenon, he would have thought it was an accident and jumped out.

"Wang Wang~"

Sensing something was wrong with him, Wangfu ran forward and circled the water tank, patting the extinguished charcoal fire with his dog's paw.

The dog does have a soul now.

"It's okay, Wangfu, I'm practicing, and I'm playing." Yang Fan pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile, and hastily gritted his teeth.

Wangfu walked back and forth a few steps, squatted down nearby, and watched quietly with his mouth open and tongue out.

It didn't take long for Yang Fan to gasp for breath and tremble all over, thinking of giving up.

It really hurts!

Since I was a child, I have never experienced this kind of pain, and even broke my neck for no reason in my mind, just let it go.

"Ah~" Yang Fan roared silently on his back, stood up from the water tank, and his upper body immediately relaxed.

After a while, he sat down again.

"No pain No gain!"

How can it be so easy to cultivate immortality?

"Heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, and they must first suffer from their will, exhaust their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies..."

Yang Fan read the article silently in his heart to divert his attention.

No bird.

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep..."

Nima, it hurts even more!

"Wangfu, how old are you this year?"

"Wang Wang~"

"Did you ride a bitch in the next village yesterday?"

"Wang!"

Alas, the pain made my brain twitch, chatting with the dog.

"What is Jiang Yue doing now? If you come back in two days and ask me out for tea, it should be your first date. Do you have to prepare some small gift..."

At critical moments, women are still useful.

I imagined all kinds of dating scenes in my mind, what to say, how to do it, when I can hold my little hand and kiss my little mouth...

Especially when it came to certain scenes, the pain really subsided a bit.

After more than half an hour, Yang Fan let out a long breath, and the pain on his body was reduced by more than half. I don't know if it was numb or the potency of the yellow spring water had faded.

Immediately afterwards, a stench came from the tip of the nose, which became stronger and stronger as time went by.

The water in the tank also became viscous.

Yang Fan knew that this was because the dirt and impurities in his body had been discharged.

An hour later, the phone on the stool next to him rang a regular alarm, and Yang Fan got up and got out of the water tank.

Wangfu also stood up, even biting the phone from the stool and holding it in front of him.

Yang Fan was taken aback, is he really so smart?

Trying to say: "Wangfu, go to the house and get my clothes."

Wangfu spat out his phone on the ground, said 'Wow, woof', and stood still.

Shaking his head, Yang Fan fetched water to wash his body, and went back to the house to get dressed.

After thinking for a while, he said to Wang Fu who was following him, "Go get your phone."

Now, Wangfu ran into the yard immediately, and ran back biting his phone.

Yang Fan took the phone, blinked, and understood.

This dog has seen him on the phone, so it is now in the learning stage?

"Wangfu, study hard, and you will be the number one fairy dog ​​of Blue Star in the future!"

After stroking the dog's head, Yang Fan took out a small gourd and poured a small bowl of Mengpo soup.

Milky white, with a meaty aroma, similar to the usual pork rib soup.

"Woof~" The dog's nose is very sharp, Wang Fu jumped up and down, his eyes were full of expectation.

Yang Fan smiled, and put Meng Po Soup in front of it, "Drink it, good stuff!"

Probably because he had learned the lesson of swallowing the worry-free fruit, Wang Fu learned his lesson, but he just stuck out his tongue and licked it, and shouted at Yang Fan: "Wow!"

After another two mouthfuls in a row, he moved the dog's mouth away without interest, watching Yang Fan shake the dog's head, "Wow~"

"taste not good?"

Yang Fan was suspicious, and smelled the mouth of the gourd. It was very fragrant, and it made people swallow.

Taking another bowl and pouring it out, Yang Fan pursed his lips and tried to take a sip.

"..."

It has no taste, just like clear water, not as good as the well water in the yard.

This is a trick to sell dog meat. It smells so good, but tastes very bland.

After more than ten minutes, Yang Fan didn't feel any reaction in his body, so Yang Fan took a big gulp.

After spending an hour like this, Yang Fan tried to finish a bowl of Mengpo soup one mouthful at a time.

"Strengthening the soul, nourishing the consciousness, illusory things, the effect is not so fast."

Thinking about it, Yang Fan put away Mengpo soup, and said to Wangfu, "Don't make noise for a while, I want to practice."

Back in the bedroom, sitting cross-legged on the bed, Yang Fan put his heart on the sky, and tried to absorb the spiritual energy in the air again.

Sure enough, after washing the marrow and cutting the hair, the spiritual energy that can be absorbed is more, and the feeling is more obvious.

Comparing the previous amount to a drop of water, there are almost three drops now.

But in fact, it is still pitifully small.

You can also feel its existence.

Blue Star's spiritual energy was so scarce that it was almost exhausted.

Picking up the sapphire porcelain bottle from the side, poured out a soybean-like Qi Gathering Pill, and Yang Fan swallowed it in one gulp.

It melts at the entrance, and after entering the body, it turns into an air current that rushes wildly in the body.

Compared to one or three drops of water, the aura contained in this Qi Gathering Pill is like a vast ocean, surging and surging.

Yang Fan looked certain, and immediately closed his eyes and operated the Yin Qi Jue, guiding the aura according to the running path of the Jue, letting it travel around the meridians and acupoints of the body, and all the limbs.

When this air flow formed a stable circulation in the meridians in the body and circulated automatically, Yang Fan's body shook and his face was full of joy.

It worked!

According to the exercises, as long as you can store spiritual energy in your body, you will enter the first realm of cultivation, the Qi training period, the first level.

Immortal cultivation levels, from low to high, are Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, Huashen, refining emptiness, Mahayana, crossing the catastrophe...

Like the realm of cultivating immortals in many novels, each realm is divided into nine levels.

This can't help but make Yang Fan suspect that the setting of the novel is not fabricated entirely by the author's imagination.

Since there are times when the aura is exhausted, there will naturally be times when the aura is abundant.

At that time, if there were skills and spiritual roots, someone must have embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

"Haha~"

Yang Fan stood up from the bed, punched the air, and became a practitioner himself!

How long has it been?

Yang Fan picked up his phone and checked the time. It took only two hours since he took the Qi Gathering Pill.

"I'm such a genius!"

Grandpa said that as long as you have spiritual roots, it is not difficult to step into the fairyland. With ordinary qualifications, you can enter Qi training in one month, and almost half a year at most.

But that was also a month, compared with two hours, it was a world of difference!

Of course, Yang Fan also knew that Wuyouguo, Yellow Spring Water, and Meng Po Tang played a big role in this.

"Xiu Xian!"

What used to exist only in novels and movies actually happened to me.

Yang Fan's mood at this moment is difficult to calm down.

"Could I be the only immortal cultivator in Blue Star?"

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