I cultivate immortality only by mouth

The banquet went smoothly, on such a happy day, no one didn't have eyes to make things difficult for Lian Xianren.Whether it was the two guests from Kunlun, or the teachers from Yingzhou and Fangzhang schools and a few students, they were all very polite.

All kinds of fairy delicacies are put on the table one by one. These are the treasures of the school. They have not been produced for hundreds of years. It is the first time to eat many kinds of delicacies.

Among them was a plate of delicacy in the shape of chestnut cake. There were only two pieces in each plate. After swallowing the first one, his mouth was full of sweetness.He couldn't bear to swallow the second one in one gulp, holding it in the palm of his hand and gnawing on it.

A hand was stretched out from the side, and Feng Yu, who was sitting on top of him, put the chestnut cake in front of him in front of him, and said coldly: "Excellent." He casually swept a few more plates for him.

He is the great disciple of Lian Xianren, he has a high standard of enjoyment, and the snacks in front of him are richer than pebbles. After he tasted these dishes, he felt that they fit the taste of pebbles, so he put them in his hand calmly , at this time, he just acted casually, and swept over with a wave of his sleeve.

Shi Zili thanked with a smile, took out an envelope from his sleeve, and handed it over: "Here, please read it away from others."

When a demon cultivator reaches the Soul Condensation stage, just like the Nascent Soul stage of a human monk, a miniature of the soul will be formed in the dantian—the little milk dog in Feng Yu's dantian is now covered in fur, and his eyes are round with surprise and joy. , but his face was extremely calm, he took the envelope away calmly, put it in his sleeve and put it away, and couldn't help but whispered: "What?"

In fact, there is nothing to hide. Shi Zili was waiting to answer, but he heard someone clapping his hands and laughing: "It's rare for you fellow Taoists to gather together in a hundred years. I see that the people who came today are all leaders in each school. If you are confused, you might as well talk about it.”

It was one of the two great powers of West Kunlun who spoke. He was wearing green clothes, and the essence of plants and trees was so dense that he was about to condense on his own.

Just like programmers can see the codes all over the rice, the teachers get together and feel sorry for themselves if they don’t go to class. After eating and drinking, they can’t wait to roll up their sleeves to pass on their spiritual experience.

All the teachers present were teachers from various Xianjia academies, and they were all addicted to class, and they couldn't hold back for a long time.

The students of the three schools never expected to have such an opportunity, all eyes lit up, and their ears stretched out to listen attentively, fearing that they would miss a sentence or half a sentence, which would be a lifelong regret, and several hands immediately raised their hands.

Several great powers gave each other courteous glances for a while, and the rest of them signaled Lian Xianren to start, Lian Xianren didn't give way too much, his eyes swept down one by one, trying to pick someone who looked pleasing to the eye, but there was one person He stood up straight away: "Lingshan Nine Tails, Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, Concubine Xiang weeps, and the white tiger crosses the sky. All of you seniors have extraordinary backgrounds, or have awakened the blood of your ancestors. For nearly a thousand years, those without roots have no longevity."

In the practice, from the stage of imaginary travel to the stage of quenching the body is a hurdle that spans the sky, and countless arrogances bow down for it.

Nearly 300 years ago, the one who ascended to the quenching stage earlier than Immortal Lian was the Nine-Tailed Fox of Lingshan, and the ancestor of the Nine-Tailed Fox. For thousands of years, countless literati and poets have been obsessed with vixen. offspring.The lotus fairy herself is the lotus held by He Xiangu when she crossed the sea, and the two people just answered the first two sentences, "Lingshan Nine Tails, Eight Immortals Cross the Sea".

The stones are clear, and it seems that the two great masters of West Kunlun who came to watch the ceremony responded to the last two sentences. The one in the blue robe is the Jiuyi Mountain Xiangfei Bamboo that Ehuang and Nvying shed tears, and the one in the red robe has awakened. The bloodline of the divine beast White Tiger.

This person saw that he practiced very early, and the little goblins of the Republic of China and Jianguo couldn't say such polite words.Although this person is an ancient demon, his words are not tactful, and his straightforwardness is shockingly harsh: "We are those who are not born with congenital deficiencies, and have no ancestors to hide, have we lost our way to immortality?"

He is a monster who practiced in the same era as Xiangfeizhu, and he is still Baihu's senior, so he knows the real shape of the two.However, although he has practiced for a long time, he is only in the middle stage of his journey, and he is not even qualified to be a tutor in the academy. He has long been confused and has many demons, so he asked this question.

Immortal Lian stared at him for a while, then said: "In the journey of cultivating the Tao, the mind, the bones, and the blessings are all indispensable."

He felt that what this person said made a lot of sense, but he couldn't say it outright. Cultivation is all about talent. A good background basically means a good foundation, and with the blessing of heaven, the fortune will not be bad.Like ordinary vegetation and animals, it is already extremely difficult to open up their intelligence, and very few can reach the transformation stage.

But Lian Xianren couldn't agree and said, "Cultivating Taoism is something that only rich and handsome people can afford. You bastards should get out of the pit early." It has only been [-] years of practice to become a spirit from a different stone, so it can be seen that one's birth does not determine everything."

Shizili is a strange stone that fell from the sky. Although it has been enshrined by incense and incense, the standard of excellence in the cultivation world is that it has been soy sauced in myths and legends, or it has awakened the blood of the ancestors who are the protagonists in myths and legends. It can be regarded as a barely passing grade, and it can be regarded as an inspirational model if it can be cultivated to the Dzogchen stage within 60 years.

The questioner sneered again and again: "I have heard about Lingtu's vision as far away as the abbot. I am afraid that such a wonderful and unparalleled talent has an extraordinary origin. If the immortal hadn't seen the clue, why would he, when he first came to Penglai, How about just entering the family? He has practiced so fast that it can be seen that the eyes of immortals are vicious."

Shi Zili blinked his eyes. When he first entered school, he was a very, very inconspicuous little Shitou. It was indeed Lian Xianren who first sent him an invitation letter to become a teacher. Xiaotonghuang was flattered and quickly accepted.

He himself came from an extraordinary background, and in the past ten years, as the talent of language skills has become more and more revealed, he has also become aware of it, but he really doesn't know why.

Immortal Lian sighed: "Fellow Taoist, why are you doing this?" He stroked Shi Zili's hair, stuffed two plates of snacks, and coaxed him to go back and sit down.

The leader of the Abbot Academy pulled the man to sit down, and someone else immediately changed the subject. The students didn't want this trouble to interfere with the rare opportunity to answer questions, and raised their hands to ask questions. The atmosphere gradually warmed up.

Shi Zili set up a restraint, and asked Feng Yu in a low voice: "Brother, do you know who I am?" Very curious.

Feng Yu handed over a jade slip: "Find the answer yourself."

Shi Zili sneaked into the divine mind and found a complete set of 28 constellation maps, more than [-] constellations, and more than [-] stars. Each star has a dedicated volume of introduction.Shuhai Haohao, with his spiritual sense in the transformation stage, could hardly see the edge.

Shi Zili: "..." Please draw a key point!

Feng Yu had a look of indifference, "Don't think I don't know that you scored 17 points in the astrology test last semester": "The 28 constellations are the focus of your astrology study this semester, and it won't hurt you to learn more."

What is the origin of the pebbles?He cared more about this question than Shi Zili himself, but Immortal Lian refused to say more. The only clue was that this stone fell from the sky. Feng Yu searched all the relevant ancient books, and finally found one or two clues .

Seeing Shi Zili flipping through the jade slips with his head downcast, Feng Yu couldn't hold back. Seeing that the discussion was becoming more and more heated and couldn't end for a while, he walked out lightly.

He set up three restrictions in a row to isolate all possible prying eyes around him. He couldn't wait to open the envelope, took a glance at it and quickly closed it.

——At first glance, it turned out to be a poem.Feng Yu's fingertips were numb, like a fish out of water, he closed his eyes and took a few breaths, and after a while, he took a closer look.

Although Shi Zili is a scumbag, he has a good handwriting, suave and romantic.Feng Yu only looked at his handwriting, his heart was trembling, trying to read the specific words.

"Read "Han Shu"

Bai Juyi

Wo millet and weeds grow on the same day when the rain comes.

Peaches, plums and thorns wither in the same night in the frost.

The grass and trees are different, and the prosperity and withering are the same as the barbarians.

......"

Feng Yu: "???" Could it be that he doesn't read much, and could it be that "Han Shu" is the first love poem of the Chinese nation since ancient times?

Feng Yu returned with a blank expression, silently pulled the letter out of his sleeve and put it on the table.

Shi Zili was still immersed in grief and couldn't extricate himself. He glanced at it and saw that the sealant on the envelope had been peeled off, and Feng Yu's expression was not very beautiful, so he asked, "Does it work?"

The first sentence is "红米和稂草", which generally refers to grain crops such as millet, rice and wheat, "稂草" refers to weeds, and "稂" specifically refers to dog's tail grass, which is extended to be a dog's tail. Add the second half of the sentence "rain comes The same day grows", which can help the hair on Feng Yu's tail to regenerate as soon as possible.

People are so willing to give him gifts, of course Shi Zili has to express it.The ancients used poems to describe feelings, but the image of a dog's tail is obviously not popular, and there are not many people who write about dog's tail, and even fewer write about how well the dog's tail grows. It took him a long time to get it I found it from "Three Hundred Poems of Tang Dynasty", which is barely interesting.

...it works.Feng Yu: "...Then you tell me to avoid people and watch."

"Wouldn't it be inconvenient to have long hair?" Shi Zili used to think that long hair was inconvenient to clean, so he shaved his head in one go. Because his head was too round and too round, he was ridiculed, so he had to force his hair again It grew crazily, and when the stubble first appeared, the scalp was so itchy that I scratched it for a long time.

He scratched his head and said, what Feng Yu didn't have was the hair on his tail, and he was in human form now, so he couldn't scratch his butt at the banquet, so he specially told him "don't look at people in front of you".

Shi Zili looked at Feng Yu, apart from his stinky complexion, this man was still radiant, uncannyly handsome, all the gods lived in his crow-feather eyes.

——There are no ugly people in the world of comprehension, and Feng Yu can become a well-deserved school girl of Penglai Academy, and he has his own capital.

But no matter how beautiful a person is, don't they also eat and drink?Shi Zili was particularly curious: "Is your butt not itchy?"

Feng Yu: "...itches."

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