Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

This young Taoist was the Miao Dao Emperor, seemed to be startled by his voice, opened his eyes and glanced at him, Oh, you are here.

Then he yawned again, opened his eyes a little wider, and suddenly looked at him and asked, How did you get in?

The villain was sleeping soundly at home, and he came here in a daze. But he didn't know how he got here. Xu Ning said honestly.

The situation in front of him was somewhat beyond his expectation. No matter how you look at it, this place is not a common place, so he dare not be presumptuous or lie.

So that's how it is. Since you are here, you are destined. You can do whatever you want... Emperor Miaodao said, his voice became lower and lower, and gradually became inaudible.

Xu Ning listened for a long time with his ears sideways, and finally only heard the faint cry, only then did he realize that the Taoist had fallen asleep again.

This... Daoist? Daoist? He thought for a while, but the Taoist hadn't told him his name yet.

He yelled a few times in a row, but when he didn't wake him up, he gave up.

After waiting for a while, he yelled a few times and still didn't wake up. He really couldn't bear the hunger and thirst in his stomach, so he looked around.

I saw a row of bookshelves against the east wall, and in front of the shelves was a desk with pens, inks, papers and inkstones on display.

To the west is an elegant room, with piano, chess, tea and swords and the like.

He stepped to the west, picked up the teapot and planned to drink some tea to quench his thirst, but he was lied to when he mentioned it.

The pot was actually empty.

He had no choice but to go outside, picked some fruits from the tree and ate them indiscriminately, which relieved his hunger and thirst a bit.

Afterwards, seeing that the Taoist was sleeping soundly, he wandered around casually.

However, this platform is not very big, and he can see it all at a glance. After he turned around three or five times.

Even where there is a peach tree, where is an apricot tree, and how far apart the two trees are.

Except for the cliffs behind and the cliffs in front of him, there is an endless sea of ​​clouds all around.

At first glance, it is still beautiful, but after a long time, it becomes boring.

He is a warrior, but he doesn't have the feelings of writing poems in front of the scene.

He also tried to go down the mountain path, but after walking more than ten feet deep, he had to come back.

There is no place to stay at all, and I don't know how I got up in a daze.

In desperation, he took some more fruits to satisfy his hunger, and returned to the hut.

First, I admired the sword hanging on the wall on the west side. It looked like it was carved from green bamboo, but it felt cold and penetrating.

With a light flick of the fingertips, there will be a clanking sound, it really is a good sword.

The more he watched it, the more he liked it. After watching it for an unknown period of time, it was not until the feeling of hunger came from his belly that he came back to his senses.

He also looked at the Taoist who was still sleeping, ate the fruit he picked, and went to the east wall with his sword, flipping through the books on the bookshelf.

Some are Taoist scriptures, some are humanistic landscapes, some are fairy tales, etc. The categories are very messy.

He wasn't interested in seeing any of these.

There was only an open book on the desk, and he glanced at the terminology that seemed to be cultivated.

He was about to turn his head away and not look at it, but suddenly remembered that the Taoist let him go at his ease, so it shouldn't be a problem if he wanted to take a look.

So he reached out to pick it up, put the sword across his knee, and first looked at the cover of the book.

I saw the five words Fei Dian Hook Soul Jue on it.

Looking through it, it turns out that it is a spear technique for internal cultivation, which can practice the energy of flying electricity, and the flickering of electric light can be enchanting.

After seeing this, he was unconsciously fascinated.

When he was hungry, he looked for fruit to eat, and then read it again. After a few times, he had memorized the contents of the book by heart.

Before he knew it, he was also a little sleepy, so he fell asleep on the desk with his sword in his arms.

Sanggong, Xianggong! He felt someone pushing him in a daze, and his wife's voice came from his ear.

He couldn't help waking up, and saw that it was indeed his wife.

Sir, why are you sleeping here and still can't wake up? Mrs. Xu Ning looked at him and asked worriedly.

It's okay, I'm just a little sleepy...

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze, Why did I come back?

Msister, did you fall asleep? You were on vacation three days ago, and you've been at home all the time.

No... Xu Ning stood up abruptly, but felt something fall from his arms.

He looked down, but there was a book lying on the ground.

Miss Xu bent down to pick it up, patted it and handed it to him, saying: It's good for you to let you watch the child.

I fell asleep with a scroll in my arms, but the child was playing wildly in the yard.

However, Xu Ning was not in the mood to talk to her, and stared blankly at the booklet in his hand, which was the volume of Fei Dian Seduction Art.

So it was just a dream, no, it's not a dream, it's a fairy fate.

What are you thinking about? Is it a dream or not, a fairy fate or a fairy fate? Mrs. Xu looked at him worriedly and said, Could it be that I was frozen just now, and now I'm talking nonsense?

Then the probe came to test the temperature of his forehead.

Xu Ning grabbed her hand, held the booklet in front of his eyes with one hand, and said with a little excitement: Xian Yuan, I dreamed of a fairy just now, and this is what I brought back from the fairy.

Seeing him grabbing her, Miss Xu looked excited and shy, but she blushed when she heard his words.

Then he looked at the booklet, seeing the words on it and the appearance of the booklet, he knew it wasn't his own.

Is it true that I met Xianyuan in my dream?

After Xu Ning told his wife about his previous situation, Mrs. Xu also felt that it should be a fairy fate.

Because Xu Ning didn't sleep for a long time at all, and according to what he said, he felt hungry and thirsty there several times, which shows that it lasted more than a day and a half.

To have such a vision, what is it if it is not Xianyuan?

It's a pity, that sword. Xu Ning sighed.

He really liked the sword when he saw it, but he didn't bring it with him.

Generals are very persistent when it comes to good weapons, even better than women.

In his family there is a gold armor with goose feathers handed down from his ancestors. It is said that it was the armor of Xu Chu, a general at the end of the Han Dynasty.

There is also a golden hook lightning gun used by the ancestors. The two treasures have always been his favorites.

The golden hook gun is often held in his hand, or when he is teaching the imperial army, or in front of the imperial guard, he almost never leaves his hand.

The golden armor is stored in a red sheepskin box and placed on the beam of the bedroom, and you have to look up every night.

If he got that green jade and bamboo sword again, he would be able to pass down another treasure to his descendants.

Don't be greedy as a human being, since the immortals have passed on the magic skills, the gentleman must be content.

Otherwise, if you miss it all the time, you may cause disaster. Xu Niangzi is a sensible person, and comforted her.

What the lady said is true. Xu Ning nodded when he heard it.

After discussing for a while, the two felt that if they were destined to enter the fairyland again, they would ask the immortals for advice, and it would be best if they could get their disciples.

If you can't see each other again, you should just rot this matter in your stomach, and you should not tell outsiders, lest you will be hated.

In the next few days, Xu Ning deliberately slept, but in the end there was no such fate.

Then he also pressed his mind and began to study the immortal technique that he brought.

He was also infested by the magic star and couldn't practice his internal skills. Now that he thinks this is a fairy method, he might as well give it a try.

After practicing it for a while, it really worked, which made him overjoyed.

At the same time, I made up my mind even more, not to tell outsiders, but to practice behind closed doors.