Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

In Dongyang County, there are 19 villas in Jinsheng Garden.

In the living room, Shen Xintong was sitting in front of the table, her ten fingers swiftly moving across the keyboard of the laptop, and lines of text appeared on the screen.

Now she doesn't have to go to work, she writes novels at her cousin's house every day.

Du Lanyue came in with a bag and a shopping bag, and shouted dissatisfied, "Why don't you answer the phone?"

"what"

Shen Xintong typed a reply, then raised her head, "Oh, what's the matter?"

Du Lanyue stepped forward and glanced at the computer, "It's okay, you'd better find a class as soon as possible, if you stay at home every day like this, you will get moldy!"

Shen Xintong took a look at the phone, it turned out that it turned off automatically when it was out of power, plugged in the data cable to charge, and said to her cousin: "Let's talk about it later, your driver's license test is for nothing, it's convenient to find time to practice driving to and from get off work."

Du Lanyue: "Go cook, I'm hungry!"

Shen Xintong ignored it, lowered her head and waited for the phone to be charged enough to turn on, then hurriedly opened Weichat, discouraged: "No reply yet..."

Du Lanyue blinked, "It's been five days, is there something going on?"

"Probably not. He was fine on Wednesday night. I asked his sister-in-law and she said he was busy at home."

"Then it's impossible not to reply a single message, did he deliberately hide from you?" Du Lanyue couldn't help but suspect that it was related to herself, "Don't you go to his house to see?"

"It's not good, I just went there last time. It seems too clingy to keep running to his house like this just after confirming the relationship."

Frowning and thinking for a while, Shen Xintong put down the phone, "Wait a minute, I'll write more manuscripts first, I will have enough time to date him..."

Saying that, Shen Xintong looked at her cousin, changed her mind and said, "Why don't you go with me?"

"I'm too lazy to go, I have to go to class! It's your birthday the day after tomorrow, so he won't contact you again..."

"Ah!" Shen Xintong cried out, rubbing her hair depressedly, "I didn't tell him."

I said it, Du Lanyue thought to herself, and pointed out: "Shouldn't boys take the initiative to pay attention to this kind of thing?"

After pondering for a while, Shen Xintong sent a micro chat to Niu Guyu, inviting her to have dinner together.

……

Yonghe Village.

Niu Guyu just 'finished business' and sent away Aunt Mei from Yongping Village, leaving behind a white-haired bitch on a chain.

Aunt Mei came here every day for the past few days, one hundred at a time.

Wangfu's "look capital" has added up to more than 1000 yuan.

It's worth it if it goes on like this.

Niu Guyu looked at Wangfu who was ashamed, annoyed and funny, so he proposed to buy Aunt Mei's white-haired bitch.

Aunt Mei was a bit reluctant at first, so where could she find such a good business, but in the end Niu Guyu said that Wangfu would not be allowed to go out of the house in the future, so she negotiated 800 yuan to find a life partner for Wangfu.

Wangfu was so ashamed that he glanced at the lame white-haired bitch and ran away.

Niu Guyu shook his head, smiled again, went into the living room and picked up his mobile phone, and saw Shen Xintong's micro chat.

"the day after tomorrow……"

After thinking about it, Niu Guyu replied that he would go. After all these years, it is rare to have such an opportunity to meet other women.

Suddenly, she blinked and smiled, and muttered: "Xiaotong asked me to bring a message to Xiaofan, and Xiaofan too, hiding in the secret room to practice these days and not coming out."

She used to worry that Yang Fan would be hungry, but since she knew that he didn't need to eat often to cultivate immortals, she didn't care too much.

For her, whatever Yang Fan thinks is important, she thinks is important.

After hesitating for a while, Niu Guyu took a step forward to tell Yang Fan about Shen Xintong's birthday.

After a few steps, she stopped and turned her head to look at the glass counter where the cigarettes were placed. When she saw another courier box appearing on it, she knew it was sent by Master Yang Fan, so she happened to take it with her.

But as soon as she entered the courtyard of Yang Fan's house, Wangfu blocked her way, "Wow!"

"Why, don't let me in." Niu Guyu laughed.

"Wang!"

"Okay, you take it in and tell Xiaofan that sister-in-law is looking for him." Niu Guyu stepped forward to pat the dog's head, and handed the express box to it.

Wangfu held the box in both paws and watched Niu Guyu turn away and close the courtyard door, then walked upright into the room, and then opened the door of the secret room, scaring the underground cave.

Yang Jianye's dharma body flashed out, looking at Yang Fan who was cross-legged on the stone bed, his gaze froze.

At this moment, Yang Fan's upper body was bare, his whole body was emitting a faint white steam, and his skin was redder than charcoal.

"Xiaofan!"

"How about Grandpa, do you understand?"

Yang Fan opened his eyes, but he didn't dare to stop the exercise, otherwise he felt that he would definitely explode and die.

Let alone Shen Xintong and Niu Guyu now, even if the Great Luo Immortal came, they would not be able to save him.

Yang Jianye floated to Yang Fan's side, checked carefully, and said in surprise: "In just a few days, your spiritual consciousness has reached [-]% of Qi training!"

It takes how much Mengpo soup to drink and refine

Although the spiritual consciousness of low-level monks is inherently weak, and there is not much difference between the first level of Qi training and the ninth level of Qi training, the small gap between them cannot be made up overnight.

And the strength of spiritual consciousness often determines the speed of practice and the strength of combat power.

For monks of the same realm, a strong spiritual sense can occupy a great advantage, especially in the later stage when they can use their spiritual sense to attack.

In addition, such things as alchemy, formation, and restraint all need to be supported by a strong spiritual consciousness.

This is also the reason why there are few alchemists and formation masters. In addition to special qualifications, spiritual consciousness is also a key requirement.

Yang Fan had no choice but to smile wryly. At the beginning, he refined two large bowls of Mengpo soup every three hours, then two hours later, one hour, and now he had to drink it in half an hour, otherwise he would not be able to suppress it at all.

This is also the reason why he did not dare to stop the practice at this moment.

It is necessary to keep the spiritual consciousness in the body in a state of circulation, so as not to burst the body.

If he had known this earlier, he would have gone directly to Niu Guyu, and now that he can't get up and down, he might just go on like this until his consciousness can't be balanced, so he dies.

After listening to his grandson's explanation, Yang Jianye looked dignified, observed Yang Fan's spirit, and saw that the original faint red air flow turned crimson red.

But it flickers on and off, red for a while, and gray for a while, so that the spirit and soul are lifeless.

"dead breath"

Yang Jianye was not sure, thinking of what Yang Fan said about Li Orion's situation, after tossing his wife, he became weak all over and couldn't even get up.

Seeing that Grandpa was thinking all the time, and the phantom of the dharma body began to fade, Yang Fan was very anxious, "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

Yang Jianye exhaled, and said, "Grandpa hasn't found any useful clues for the city floating in the sky, it will take time."

As he said, Yang Jianye took out two longan-sized white pills from the express box, "This is the soul-fixing pill, which can temporarily freeze your soul so that it can't affect your body. When Grandpa thinks of other ways, I will help you." You get rid of the imprint on the spirit."

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't die, "Give it to me!"

"Cough..." Yang Jianye had a strange face on his face, "This Dinghun Pill has a small side effect after taking it."

Yang Fan's face froze, and seeing his grandfather's expression, he knew that this side effect was unusual, "What side effect?"

"Empty body, no consciousness, equivalent to walking dead, popular point is a fool."

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