The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

The two sisters of ink and wash are twins, not only their appearance is exactly the same, but their attire is also exactly the same.They are about the same age as Murong Chuan, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Murong Chuan and these two sisters can be regarded as human beings. He was once a fairy seedling, and he had learned from each other and understood each other.

To be precise, there are four sisters in total, and the names are also very artistic. They are named Shui, Mo, Dan, and Qing, and each is followed by a bamboo character.

Although they are called four sisters, they are not quadruplets.Shui, Mo, Dan, and Qing are two pairs of twins, Shui Mo is a pair, and Dan Qing is another pair, and their personalities are also obviously different.

The twins in front of them have the same temperament as their names, their names are poetic and picturesque, and their personalities are also calm and breezy.The other pair of twins have different personalities.

Although the two of them have a cold personality, they are also a troublesome age anyway.The most famous trash from Tianjimen came, and they were naturally very interested.

"Junior Brother Murong, what is the purpose of coming here to learn art?"

Shuizhu saluted slightly, Qingshui's red lips parted slightly, and Wu Nong's soft words floated out gently, like an ethereal skylark.

"Senior Sister Shuizhu doesn't need to be too polite, I'm just a mortal."

Murong Chuan laughed at himself, and then explained: "Some accidents happened, Tianji Gate couldn't stay any longer, and I couldn't leave Dongtian for the time being, so I came to Moshuang Temple to stay for a while, and learn some medicinal skills by the way.

Waiting for the mysterious person to end, and after I go down the mountain and step into the mortal world, I will have a survival skill.Hey, it's hard to say. "

Murong Chuan felt lost, as if he had suffered all kinds of grievances, and also seemed to have all kinds of helplessness in his heart, he let out a long sigh without knowing how much bitterness it contained.

Moshuang's concept of competition is not strong, and the exercises and rules of the sect pay more attention to the cultivation of mind and character. They pay attention to getting out of the world and studying the way of alchemy and medicine.

The kind-hearted girl had vaguely heard of what happened after Murong Chuan was abolished.Now that the sufferer is lamenting in front of them, their kindness has also been aroused.

"It's really wolf-hearted, how can there be such a way to treat others. Even if they don't have the credit of respecting the teacher, they shouldn't treat you like this."

Mo Zhu spoke bluntly, and said casually, criticizing other sects, Shui Zhu wanted to stop him but didn't.

"Senior Sister Mo Zhu speaks carefully, misfortunes come out of the mouth and troubles come in through the mouth."

Murong Chuan hastily bowed to warn, and then explained helplessly: "The Zongmen treats me well, but I was bullied by Xiaoxiao's generation, and I never hated the Zongmen."

"Hmph, Moshuang Temple is not Tianji Gate, we..."

Before Mo Zhu finished speaking, a beautiful and refined sentence, like a fairy voice, interrupted her angry scolding.

"Shui Zhu, Mo Zhu, take Mr. Murong to the green bamboo forest. Arrange a separate courtyard, enjoy the treatment of inner disciples, and go to the alchemy hall to practice the way of elixir.

After arranging Mr. Murong's food, clothing and daily life, you all go to Wanzhu Forest to contemplate your mistakes and practice the meditation mantra a thousand times. "

The pretty faces of the two sisters in ink and wash suddenly became bitter. Although they did not vent their anger on Murong Chuan, the previous enthusiasm was gone.

Murong Chuan suddenly felt bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and secretly thought that he was putting on too much air.He originally wanted to play the bitterness card and win the sympathy of the two sisters, but he overturned halfway.

Mo Shuang's words were undoubtedly beating the second daughter.The title of Mr. Murong is also a warning to the second daughter that he is just a mortal, so don't waste too much energy.

"Hey, everyone said that I was struck by lightning, so I just pretended to be a hard worker. As for being so cruel."

With broken thoughts in his heart, Murong Chuan followed the two daughters dejectedly, and walked down the mountain.

Although he didn't see the temple master, nor did he see Zi Luoyan again, but anyway, Murong Chuan stayed here, and he didn't waste his tricks in vain.

After the second daughter, Murong Chuan, settled down, she quickly disappeared into the bamboo forest.

The location where Murong Chuan lived was the outermost part of Moshuang Temple, and it was the first small bamboo house that he saw when he entered the mountain.

Although it was only the outermost edge, Murong Chuan lived at the top of the outer edge, the closest to the small bamboo garden.The lush bamboo forest just surrounds an open space about three feet long.

A fresh and elegant bamboo house, facing south, is located in the center of the open space, surrounded by soft grass that is about a foot long.Stepping on soft grass is like stepping on a carpet.

There are three bamboo houses in total, the main hall is in the middle, the master bedroom is on the left, and the alchemy room is on the right.

Outside the bamboo house, at the window of the bedroom, there is a row of pavilions made of green bamboo, which are just integrated with the bedroom.There is a bamboo tea table in the gazebo, on which there is a set of bamboo tea sets and an exquisite incense burner.

In front of the bamboo house is a small medicine field, and a branch of a clear spring flows through the middle of the medicine field, embellishing it with vitality.

It's just that there is no one to take care of the medicine field, the breeze is moving slowly, the green grass and the elixir are dancing together, which is also a different taste.

Behind the bamboo house is a small open space, except for a soft futon and a pair of wood storage boxes, there is nothing else.

This is a place for practicing breathing, sitting cross-legged facing the main peak, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and removing impurities from the body to practice enlightenment.

Murong Chuan walked around the hut, satisfied with the layout and furnishings of the courtyard, and then slowly entered the house.

The hut is also fresh and chic, except for simple furniture, there are no other items.But it is such a simple furnishings, but it reveals endless tranquility.

Murong Chuan paid the most attention to the alchemy room on the right.Pulling back the emerald bead curtain, the furnishings that came into view were quite different from what he had imagined.

There are no stoves, medicine cauldrons, medicine cabinets, and other things needed for alchemy.There is only one incense table, an exquisite incense burner, and a three-dimensional trapezoidal square platform made of unknown materials.

On the horizontal surface of the upper end of the square platform, a mysterious but charming magic circle is engraved, and there is a small square hole about a foot long near the ground below.

The trapezoidal square platform is hollow, and the square hole can just be filled with firewood, which is used to provide temperature by firepower.

The magic circle above the square platform is a precision temperature-control magic circle. The medicine cauldron is placed on the magic circle, and the temperature can be controlled by spiritual power to melt medicine and make alchemy.

The disciples in the early stage of the bitter sea state did not have enough spiritual power, so they needed to use wood to heat up, and then use spiritual power to practice alchemy techniques.

After entering the middle stage, you can mix spiritual power and wood, making alchemy more proficient and fast.When the accumulation of spiritual power is strong, you can directly use spiritual power to heat it up, so that the control will be more precise, and the chance of alchemy will be greatly increased.

Murong Chuan sat cross-legged in front of the square platform, sighing and flipping through the small cloth bag.This is what the two ink and wash sisters left behind before they left.

Because Murong Chuan was a mortal, he couldn't use the storage bag, so he packed the necessary items in the small cloth bag.

"A sapphire and bamboo talisman, a detailed map of the mountain gate, and the identity token of the Danjing Hall, these are all my belongings."

Murong Chuan played with the bamboo talisman and token, and his thoughts became ethereal.

In just half a month, although he was more adapted to the world, he was still out of tune with it. It seemed that he was just a passer-by in a hurry, and it was difficult for him to feel a sense of belonging in his heart.

"Hey, if you come here, you will be safe. There is a road that Ye Tiandi once walked to return to the earth. Even if I want to go back, I have to wait until I have the strength.

Therefore, spiritual practice is the only way out, and it is also the only way to go home. "