Refining Heaven and Earth

The two ran wild for more than thirty miles, stopping in front of a small valley.

Tian Xing straightened her body, and looked up and down carefully. After confirming that there were no problems, she sighed and whispered, "Go in a while, and you must speak carefully."

Fang Bai wondered: "Why?"

Tian Xing glanced around and lowered his voice again: "Inside is the Master Bo Wuming. Every disciple must agree with the Master Bo, even if my master said nothing."

nameless?

Strange name, Fang Bai frowned: "Then the three of them?"

Tian Xing looked slightly embarrassed. "My master has no blood, the second master has no tears, and the third master has no regrets."

nameless! No tears! No regrets! No blood!

Given such a strange name, there must be an unusual story in it, Fang Bai was very curious.

"Remember to speak carefully."

Tianxing reassured again, and then took Fang Bai to the valley.

The valley is like a warm spring, flowers are blooming in the mountains, butterflies are dancing, birds are singing in the forest, and in an instant, it is like entering a paradise.

Serenity and peace make people forget their troubles!

However, Fang Bai's troubles cannot be forgotten, at least the beauty in front of him cannot make him forget.

It didn't take long to walk along the winding road. I saw two cottages, just in front of the cottage. It was a small piece of farmland. The young crops had just grown in the field, and it was impossible to tell what it was.

An old man bent over the weeds in the ground, as if the weeds here were growing faster than other places. Wherever they were just removed, there was a verdant green.

When the old man went over again, weeds appeared again in the previous field. The old man seemed to be tireless and continued to repeat the previous actions.

land! Young crops! Weed!

For a while, Fang Bai's mind seemed to suddenly remember something, but it was hard to say!

But he knows very well that this is a state of mind, a state of crossing from too virtual into a state of returning to it, which is a kind of artistic conception, called meaning!

Meaning is more mysterious than potential. You can understand it if you can understand it. You can't understand it. Other people say it is useless.

In the previous life, Fang Bai was a strong voyeurist, and the meaning was familiar to him, but he was devastated. Many things he could remember, but could not appreciate!

Especially the bottlenecks encountered in cultivation!

Many powers have reincarnated, and their cultivation has skyrocketed. To say that Fang Bai can also be regarded as reincarnation, but he was forced to reincarnate, and the soul was severely wounded. It is a fluke to retain his memory, and dare not have extravagant demands!

With his eyes fixed on the movement of the old man, it seemed as if he had caught something, and suddenly seemed to be in two different worlds all at once, they could watch each other but could not touch it.

"what exactly is it?"

Immersed in it, his eyes go up and down with the actions of the old man, as if forgetting time, forgetting everything!

Gradually, the old man disappeared from the land, and then the young crops disappeared, leaving only the weeds that kept disappearing and continued to appear, again and again.

Fang Bai seemed to have a long dream. After waking up, the old man in the ground disappeared, and the star nearby didn't know where he went.

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Looking around, while hesitating, an old voice came from the hut, "Come in!"

When walking across the field, Fang Bai suddenly noticed that weeds were dense inside, and the young seedlings could not be seen at all, and doubts flashed in his eyes, and he entered the cottage on the left.

Entering the hut, Fang Bai stunned again. At this time, the old man was preparing food!

After the warrior broke through the condensed state, he did not need food to fill his hunger. The aura between heaven and earth was the best food, and it was good for the body.

After all, impurities will inevitably appear in the food, but it will take time to re-condense.

"sit!"

The old man looked very busy. With a finger on the stone on the ground, Fang Bai sat down.

At this point, I went to see the old man, who was still congee. I don't know if the spoon was too heavy or the old man had no power. Fang Bai found that his arm was shaking slightly.

"Senior, do you want me to help?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Fang Bai regretted a bit. The old man couldn't see the cultivation in front of him, and Tian Xing hadn't said it. He wasn't sure if he was anonymous.

But no matter who it is, it must be extraordinary. Just the mood that just showed up is not something that a lot of powerful people can reach.

"Would you like to help?" The old man smiled with a wrinkled face. "Okay, you try it. If it doesn't work, my old man will come again!"

Talking about putting down the bowl and spoon, gently backing to the side.

Fang Bai froze for a moment, still got up and walked over. When he reached out and touched the spoon, his complexion suddenly changed. The material of this spoon was strange. He seemed to have seen it in his previous life.

Just to mention, Fang Bai frowned suddenly, but the two-foot-long spoon did not lift. Try again, but still not moving.

Fang Bai was taken aback. He could be sure that the old man hadn't used his qi just now, and only picked up the spoon with his physical strength.

Convinced, Fang Bai suddenly realized that the spoon was still moving.

"Hey!" The old man laughed. "You try with anger!"

Fang Bai smiled awkwardly, knowing that the light of his body would definitely not be able to afford the spoon, so he had to work slowly.

At this time, something even more embarrassing happened, and the spoon was still motionless when it was brought to life.

You know, he was so angry at this time that he lifted a thousand pounds of things. Does this little spoon weigh a lot?

Suddenly, Fang Bai remembered something. If it was really the same thing he had seen in his previous life, it would be at least heavy!

If you have doubts in your heart, you must confirm it!

Nine Dantians were running at the same time, a sudden burst of anger, a low drink, the spoon emptied, Fang Bai's arm was sore, and he hurriedly put it down after eating.

boom!

The bottom of the pot sounded a dull sound, which surprised Fang Bai. Is this pot in front of me?

Then this spoon and a wok are priceless!

"Ok!"

The old man nodded with satisfaction. "The young people are very good. No wonder the three of them respect you. After eating this meal, you are a disciple of Wuyuan!"

"Uh……"

Fang Bai was speechless. It seemed that he was eating a meal for family. Finally, it was confirmed that this person was the master Bo Wuming. My heart is shocked by the unknown physical strength. Lifting heavy things and using heavy things are two different concepts.

If you guessed right, the unknown physical strength is at least about 30,000 pounds!

That would be scary!

You know, Fang Bai's physical strength was only six or seven thousand pounds in his previous life.

"Is he still practicing?"

When Fang Bai moved in his heart and practiced, he didn't just promote the realm and the spirit. There are some powerful ways to imitate the demon genre's methods, and take another path, and take a new path and practice!

Physical training has extremely strict physical requirements, and promotion is very slow. After being sought after by some people at first, it gradually declined.

But it is undeniable that the powerful physical training is terrifying, the physical body is comparable to the treasure, and the sword is difficult to be injured!

It is a pity that cultivation is too slow to improve. Fang Bai has rarely seen pure body cultivation in previous life. Occasionally, some people are involved, mostly out of curiosity and physical transformation.

Ordinary gruel, ordinary vegetables, but the entrance is particularly sweet, Fang Bai just taste, and gently put down after eating.

Anonymous but not hesitant, a bowl of gruel, a plate of vegetables, and ate for half an hour.

"Well! Young people don't understand how valuable life is!"

Anonymous sighed, put away the chopsticks to wash, and Fang Baimin roared, he finally understood what the old man was doing!

This is a cultivation, a mood, a Tao!