Fellow practitioners who live in this mortal world with their beauty

A fireball spell destroyed the corpse and wiped out traces. Zhao Sanbao returned to the Taoist temple and told Cong'er that the problem had been solved.

However, the appearance of the Japanese ninja tonight reminded Sanbao that he would be in seclusion if he was not careful. He had no way of knowing what was going on in the outside world, so he had to leave some means for the girls to defend themselves.

So he asked Wang Conger to imprint his consciousness on the defensive formation plate, so that when he encounters a strong enemy when he is closed, he can put the spiritual stone on it and Wang Conner can use it.

The two of them saw that it was still early, and they practiced together for a while. Wang Conger couldn't bear the beating and hugged each other to sleep.

Wind-controlling skills can't support long-distance flights, and Japan is far away on the other side of the blue sea. I don't care about the Yaqi demon for the time being. Even the old monster doesn't dare to leave Sand Mountain.

The spiritual energy of the cave is recovering very slowly, but there are more and more cultivators. The first spiritual food is distributed within a month, and on the occasion of the New Year.

In the clear breeze and bright moon, in the fragrant autumn, Princess Duan Min felt that her body was about to stir, so she asked the Three Treasures for the meat of the demon beasts in the spirit valley, and successively developed the sense of Qi and entered the ranks of practitioners.

Even the imperial cook, Lao Qian, secretly ate the spiritual flesh of the spirit valley and created a cyclone, which made the Three Treasures want to beat him up. Fortunately, Lao Qian was proficient in breathing and breathing skills. After following him for a long time, he knew what was going on, so he quickly refined his skills. Only then did he avoid an explosion.

"Old man, they say that cooks are the best at cooking, but I still don't believe it. Only today did I know that this is true!"

"Master, you don't blame me. The scent of Linggu beast meat is so strong that I can't move at all. I hold my nose and serve it to my senior brothers and sisters every time."

"Didn't you pinch your nose this time?"

"Master, pinching your nose for a long time doesn't work. The smell of rice rushes directly from your mouth."

"Don't talk nonsense. Now you are considered a cultivator. I will give you a Taoist title..."

"Thank you Master for the name. Can you give me a nice name?"

As soon as Lao Qian heard that he was going to give him a Taoist title, he quickly intercepted San Bao. The master's name was too casual and he just did what he thought of.

"There are many people with Qing characters, but there are only four people with Ming characters... just call them Ming Chef!"

Chef Ming knew that his master had basically kept his word, and it was hard to chase him, so he didn't dare to pester him.

Ming Chu is Ming Chu, it’s better than Qing Chu!

As the New Year approaches, Sanbao actually makes firecrackers and fireworks according to the gunpowder formula and by adding or subtracting artifacts.

On a night with sparse moonlight, the sky of the palace and the downtown area burst out with thousands of lights at the same time. The flowers were blooming and beautiful, and the crowd was excited. It was a fairyland on earth!

After a wave of advertisements, Jian Ping'er was handed over to Tang Yusai to speed up production. He even pulled up a banner and wrote: Congratulations on the new year, a gift from the fairy world! Countless orders were placed at one time.

"Sambo, your fireworks are so beautiful. Is this what the fairy world is like?"

Ye Rou has endless aftertaste, the dark night sky is as colorful as day.

"Is it the fairy world? I don't know either, but there is a poem that I remember."

"Tell me about it. I like poetry the most. If you say it well, I will be rewarded heavily!"

You give me a shitty reward, it’s all my food and accommodation.

"When will the bright moon come? I asked the blue sky with my wine. I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that the towers and jade buildings will be too cold at high places. I dance to clear my shadow, how can I feel like I am in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, There should be no hatred in the low house, and there should be no regrets. Why do we have to be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is something that has never been done in ancient times. I hope that people will live long, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart!"

Everyone was intoxicated by it and lamented the exquisiteness of the poems. The poet's ambivalence of longing for the heavenly world and the human world haunted their hearts.

"Ahem... just listen and don't get entangled. Don't disturb your mood because of a poem. Let the worldly experience take its course. Don't get into trouble."

Sanbao didn't expect that a poem would almost make everyone have inner demons, so he quickly corrected their psychology.

"Sambo, who wrote this poem? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"This is the work of a loose immortal named Su Shi. Because he had no guide to guide his practice, he hesitated among immortals, missed the rank of immortals, and finally died in depression."

"What a pity for Su Shi. This is because his Taoism is not firm and hesitant, and he achieves nothing."

Su Jin thought to himself, could it be that he is the ancestor of the Su family? No wonder his cultivation is going smoothly. It turns out that he is of the bloodline of cultivators!

"Sambo, I know, it must be that Su Shi's wife did not covet the human world and ascended to the immortal world!"

"Huh? How do you know, Run'er?"

"May we live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart. After the two immortals separated, Su Shi wrote this poem because he missed his wife."

"Maybe, so you should practice well and don't share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."

"Oh, who has shared the beauty of beauty with you thousands of miles away?"

Run'er was embarrassed and her face turned red. He left his job and fled in a hurry.

"Uh...did you say the wrong thing?"

"……No!"

The eldest sister Wang Cong'er sighed softly. After more than ten years together, she still didn't know Run'er's thoughts.

"Master, I'm full too. This Fox Immortal is going to practice."

Everyone watched with envy as the little fox Qiu Hong was taken into the cave by Zhao Sanbao.

The eldest sister, the second sister, and Ye Rou are all taking turns living in the cave. None of the remaining ones have ever been in the cave. They only heard that the spiritual energy inside is relatively abundant. It has a beautiful scenery, many buildings, and even spiritual fish.

"Sambo, when will your magic power become more powerful, I can't wait!"

"Brother Sanbao, I also want to go in and practice."

"I'm going too!"

Do you blame me for not being able to take it in? It's not like I haven't tried it before, I was sore from the collision.

It's not that troublesome for the Piaoxiang Fairy to come in and out. She can just float out when she's fine, and she can go in by attaching herself to the Three Treasures Spiritual Consciousness. Now she doesn't even need to take in the magic.

"This cannot be blamed on the Three Treasures. The spiritual power of the three of us has the same source as the Three Treasures, so it is easier to get in and out."

Su Jin took a sip of soup and explained to everyone.

"Could it be that the magic you practice was not taught to us by the Three Treasures? Okay, Three Treasures, you still keep it secret."

Jian Ping'er quits, so why should the techniques you practice be advanced?

"Third sister, that's not the case."

Su Jinfu said a few words in Jian Ping'er's ear.

"Yeah! Look like this, no wonder you guys have improved so quickly."

Shuang Xiu, do you want to discuss this with Rou'er? Anyway, when this girl was excited, she kissed San Bao several times by accident, so she can be considered his, but this wooden person has no idea what other people are thinking.

Tonight is the time for eldest sister and Sanbao to practice. Tomorrow it will be Ye Rou's turn. She is so shy. How can she speak?

Does this count as robbing the junior sister's man? It probably doesn't count. After all, there are still eldest and second sisters. Besides, which prince and nobleman doesn't have a group of wives and concubines, hundreds of wives, and the emperor also has three thousand concubines?

Just as Jian Ping'er was thinking about it, everyone had finished eating and left, and she opened her eyes.

"Ahhh...why is this girl the last? Isn't it Shuang'er who does the dishes?"

"Third sister, I am a little faster than you."

Han Shuang just walked to the door and heard Jian Ping'er shouting, turned around and said with a smile.

“Just brush it, it’s not like you haven’t brushed it before.”

Back in the Zen room, Sanbao sent Ye Rou and Su Jin into the cave. As soon as the bare-butt Yuanshen followed the spiritual consciousness in, she was kicked out by Ye Rou. It was better to be out of sight and out of mind.

The spiritual consciousness went to the spiritual field to check. The spiritual field in the cave was very large. Sanbao only allowed three acres to be cultivated, and the weeds were used as fodder for a stupid horse.

The Lingyu Jue practiced by Su Jin and Ye Rou, because the magic power is still very weak, can only cover one acre of land at a time. The Loose Earth Jue consumes more mana, but it is faster to continue practicing after consuming it, and the control of spiritual power is also difficult. More and more handy.

The eldest sister, Cong'er, could only bundle the weeds and scatter the spiritual grain seeds behind her. She was still a rookie in the Qi refining stage.

After half a month of hard work, young seedlings have grown in the three acres of spiritual fields. According to the book, the spiritual fields in the cave belong to the low level. It takes about four months to harvest the spiritual fields and can be harvested three times a year. However, you must ensure that the spiritual energy is full. The spiritual rain only needs to be watered every ten days.

The little fox is responsible for watering, and the three girls are responsible for clearing, sowing, weeding, and harvesting. Fortunately, the cave is isolated from the outside world and there are no pests.

Withdrawing his consciousness, Sanbao was practicing with his eldest sister Wang Conger while chatting.

"Sister, you all have to suffer. When I enter the Void Refining Stage and my spiritual consciousness turns into spiritual thoughts, I will take them in and plant spiritual grains and wheat with you."

"Why not now?"

Wang Cong'er also didn't understand. Except for Duan Min, who was the latest in cultivation, why could he get in but they couldn't?

"Because they don't have my spiritual power in their bodies, the cave is a bit repulsive. Another issue is trust. After all, being haunted by spiritual consciousness is a bit intimate, and it is inevitable that there will be resistance in the heart. My magic power is not very high, so they cannot enter for the time being."

"Okay, our family of four can just raise a flock of lambs."

"When I have my spiritual mind, I can also enter. Together with a few of them, I don't have to worry about cultivation resources. In more than ten or twenty years, we can go to the fairy world together."

"Sister, I never thought about becoming a cultivator. Now I am very content. It's nice to leave the White Lotus Sect behind and be carefree."

"Since ancient times, it has been because of sects like yours that the people have developed a mentality of dependence. They don't want to make progress and just muddle along. Anyway, if you can't survive, you can just join a gang and make a living."

"Hey, my brother is so brave. He dares to accuse his sister. Let's see if she doesn't exhaust you to death tonight!"