ghost master

The young man looked handsome, dressed in white, with a dignified appearance, Wang Xiaopang couldn't help but be infatuated with it, thinking that this elder brother was born really well, he was much prettier than him.

Wang Xiaopang patted his chubby face with his chubby hands, wondering if he would look as good-looking as this big brother if he lost weight.

The old man said to Tian Zixuan: "This is Wang Xiaopang who was just introduced into the sect today. He came from the mortal world just like you. You are from the same town as him. Take care of him."

The mortal world is so vast, yet the old man called them his fellow countrymen who also came from the mortal world, and there was a hint of contempt hidden in his words. Tian Zixuan's eyes darkened slightly when he heard the words, but his expression was still gentle and humble with a smile.

"It's easy to say, senior brother, hurry up and leave the child to me."

Seeing that Tian Zixuan simply took over Wang Xiaopang, the old man left immediately with satisfaction. Tian Zixuan watched the old man leave, and when the figure of the old man disappeared around the corner, he let out a soft snort, his eyes as cold as It was cold, but when he looked down at Wang Xiaopang, he returned to his original gentleness.

Tian Zixuan looked at Wang Xiaopang, and saw that although he was fat and fleshy, his skin was fair and tender, and the thick padded jacket on his body was also cut from the finest silk in the mortal world, so he guessed that he should come from a rather wealthy family inside.

A child of a rich family?very nice.

"What's your name?" Tian Zixuan asked Wang Xiaopang, because both of them came from the mortal world, so they were very kind to Wang Xiaopang.

"Wang Xiaopang." Wang Xiaopang still stared at Tian Zixuan, liking his gentle and gentle appearance.

"How old?"

"Ten years old."

"Where do you live?"

"Same as Chuan'an County, Kaizhou." Wang Xiaopang grinned after speaking, and added proudly: "My father is the county magistrate!"

In the eyes of ten-year-old Wang Xiaopang, his father is a great person, and the county magistrate is also a high-ranking official. In his hometown, everyone has to listen to his father!

"Oh." Tian Zixuan's expression changed, because of Wang Xiaopang's words, he treated Wang Xiaopang a little coldly, because he didn't like people in the officialdom, and he didn't like the children of officials.

"I'm from Jersey, and my name is Tian Zixuan. You can call me Senior Brother Tian." Although Tian Zixuan felt a little displeased with Wang Xiaopang, he still told him kindly: "Outer disciples don't have a master. Just find a room in this courtyard to live in, and after dinner, I will take you to the library to find a suitable exercise for you to practice, and then you can practice according to the exercise yourself."

It's not that Xue Tianzong doesn't value foreign disciples, nor is it that Tian Zixuan doesn't want to guide Wang Xiaopang, but that the exercises practiced during the Qi refining period are very simple and easy to understand. It's time to cultivate immortality. After all, the journey of cultivating immortality mainly depends on personal perception. If you can't comprehend it, it's useless to have the best master. Moreover, the two people's spiritual roots are different, and the cultivation methods are naturally different. Tian Zixuan himself has not To comprehend thoroughly the exercises he practiced, let alone teach Wang Xiaopang.

Wang Xiaopang's eyes lit up when he heard about dinner: "Can't we go and eat now?"

He followed Li Daoren on the mountain road for a day, but only ate five chicken legs and three steamed buns. He would be hungry again.

"This is not your home. Meals come according to the time, and there are only two meals a day, morning and evening. There will be a bell in the cafeteria after dinner." Tian Zixuan patiently explained to Wang Xiaopang: "After we start cultivating immortals, we can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Moisturizing the body, there is no need for food, and even in the foundation building period, it can completely indica."

Wang Xiaopang was startled, "Bigu? You just don't eat?"

"Ah."

Wang Xiaopang immediately wrinkled his small face and complained: "Oh, I can't even eat food, this is not good at all for cultivating immortals!"

Tian Zixuan was stunned, and then smiled, knowing in his heart that this little fat man is a greedy person, no wonder he is so chubby.

After thinking for a while, Tian Zixuan said: "You can eat if you want. There are several small villages at the foot of the mountain. If you have mortal money, you can go to the village to buy some mortal food by yourself. There will be no food in the sect. Take care."

Wang Xiaopang heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Tian Zixuan say that, now he is alone outside, without father, mother, or servant girl, so he could only listen to Tian Zixuan's words and find a clean house to live in.

Parents said that cultivating immortals is hard work, and it really is hard work.Wang Xiaopang sat on the soft bed and flipped through his baggage. Before he started formal training, he began to complain. He opened an oil-paper bag and took out a sesame flatbread, and took a bite with his small mouth.

Mouth full of sesame aroma.

Wang Xiaopang was overjoyed, and happily ate the big cake, thinking in his heart that he must hold back this hard work, and go home when he can cultivate the immortal way.

Why are you going home?Wang Xiaopang didn't know either, anyway, since he was sensible, everyone told him that being able to cultivate immortality is a blessing, so he should practice it, anyway, if he doesn't cultivate immortality, he still has to go to a private school to study and get fame, it's not bad.

And reading is also very hard.

That evening, the canteen rang the big bell, and Tian Zixuan took Wang Xiaopang to the canteen for dinner. The outer disciples already knew that a mortal disciple with a different spirit root came today, so they all came to the canteen to wait and see, and waited to see Wang Xiaopang. After Xiaopang talked about it, some were envious, some were jealous, some were disdainful, and some were ridiculed.

"That's great, it's actually a different spirit root. I'm also a dual-attribute spirit root. Why didn't I mutate into a different spirit root?"

"The alien spirit root can be mutated if you want to mutate it? Hey, this little fat mortal has a really good life."

"Although innate aptitude is good, acquired cultivation and understanding are also very important. Isn't Master Han Mafei also a good aptitude with dual spiritual roots? But he has not been able to form a golden pill so far, and has been suppressed by Master Han Zheng with four spiritual roots." , it’s hard to say.”

"This is, hehe, just a little fat man from the mortal world, so I don't think there will be any big disturbances."

Wang Xiaopang heard the comments from the people around him, at first he thought they were praising him, so he kept giggling, until he heard someone say that his chubby body looks like a pig, and he became angry.

Tian Zixuan has been in the sect for three years, and he has long been used to the contempt and xenophobic attitude of these descendants of immortal cultivators towards monks from the mortal world, so he reluctantly dragged the ashamed and angry Wang Xiaopang to a corner and sat down.

"Don't pay attention to them, bear with it for now." Tian Zixuan calmly said to Wang Xiaopang.

"Why do you have to bear it?" Wang Xiaopang stared at the people around him, seeing that they were still laughing at him for being fat, so he boldly waved his small fist at them, as if to hit them, but this move was nothing more than to make him laugh. Those people just laughed more happily.

"Because our cultivation base is low, and we have no power behind us." Tian Zixuan said lightly, and then taught Wang Xiaopang: "In this world of cultivating immortals, strength is the most important thing. If you want people to respect you, you must first become strong."

"Isn't this just bullying the weak?" Wang Xiaopang said, "Is this considered a fairyland? My parents clearly said that the fairyland is very beautiful."

"Immortal world? Of course this is not the fairy world." Tian Zixuan laughed mockingly: "Do you know Xanadu? Our place is actually just a Taoyuan Township that ordinary people talk about. If you want to enter the real fairy world, you have to ascend to the spirit world first, and our colorful light In the past 1000 years in the country, there has only been Xue Zun, a monk who has reached the stage of transforming into a god, and he fell into a disastrous end in the catastrophe half a month ago, the way of cultivating immortals is much more difficult than you think."

Wang Xiaopang was stunned when he heard this, "Since it's so difficult, why should we cultivate immortals?"

"Why? Of course it is to live for thousands of years and still have the ability to open up mountains and land." Tian Zixuan said as a matter of course, and then patted Wang Xiaopang on the shoulder: "Senior brother is going to cook for you. I came to this cafeteria to eat by myself."

Watching Tian Zixuan leave, Wang Xiaopang felt very lost in his heart. This world of cultivating immortals was not at all what he had imagined. He originally thought that cultivating immortals meant sitting in meditation and listening to immortals talk about the way of heaven on the misty spiritual mountain.

About three to five minutes later, Tian Zixuan came over with two trays. Wang Xiaopang was a little happy when he saw that he had something to eat, but when he looked around, the dinner was nothing more than a bowl of rice, two stacks of side dishes and a bowl of clear soup. Immediately I wanted to cry, most of my desire to cultivate immortality went away, I would rather go home to study and get fame, at least stay at home and have big fish and big meat to eat.

However, he has already been sent here, and Daoren Li has left, so Wang Xiaopang forced himself to endure the disappointment in his heart and began to eat, only to find that these small dishes tasted very good, even eating them made people feel refreshed Feeling refreshed, he told Tian Zixuan while he was eating, that the cooks in this cafeteria are so skilled that they can cook such ordinary vegetables to such a wonderful taste.

In fact, it's not that the cook is good, but that the ingredients are good. The snow mountain occupied by the Snow Sky Sect is a place of giant spiritual veins, and these ingredients are planted around the mountain by outer disciples, so they are contaminated with the aura of heaven and earth. Not only the taste Well, long-term consumption is also good for the body.

After the two of them had dinner, Tian Zixuan took Wang Xiaopang to Zangshu Pavilion to choose the exercises to practice.

Because the alien spirit root is very rare, Tian Zixuan asked the monks in charge of the library to know that there are only two kinds of exercises suitable for Wang Xiaopang, one is "Wuying Thunder Method", and the other is "Heavenly Fire and Thunder Jue". Because there were only two copies, he kindly read it for Wang Xiaopang, who didn't understand anything, and he probably understood that "Wu Ying Lei Fa" pays attention to speed, while "Sky Fire Thunder Jue" pays attention to attack power. Fire spirit root and fire spirit root are the two most powerful spirit roots, and thunder spirit root is as famous as wind spirit root in terms of speed.

Tian Zixuan glanced at Wang Xiaopang's chubby little body, and really couldn't connect the word "quick" with him, so he stuffed the "Sky Fire Thunder Jue" into Wang Xiaopang's arms without hesitation. He went back to practice according to this exercise, and there was only so much he could do to help him.

After Wang Xiaopang went back, he saw the dark room and dared not go in for a while. Most children are afraid of the dark and ghosts, and Wang Xiaopang is no exception, so he knocked on Tian Zixuan's door and asked him to go to his room to help light the oil lamp. Tian Zixuan Xuan reluctantly went, and waited until there was a candle in the room Wang Xiaopang dared to go in, but because there was no maid to take care of him, he was still guilty, so he ran to Tian Zixuan and asked if he could sleep with him.

Tian Zixuan hesitated for a while, thinking that Wang Xiaopang had just arrived, although he was the son of an official he hated, but in this world of cultivating immortals, he was his junior after all, so he reluctantly agreed.

Wang Xiaopang immediately went into Tian Zixuan's room happily with a pillow in his arms. Tian Zixuan sat cross-legged on the soft bed and practiced. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Wang Xiaopang fell asleep lying on the table, with saliva still dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Tian Zixuan smiled faintly, walked over and hugged Wang Xiaopang to the bed, and just shared the night with this little fat man.

It's been a long time since there was no one sleeping by his side, Tian Zixuan couldn't help but recall that when he was in the mortal world, occasionally his master came to sleep with him regardless of his male body.

When I was young, I always thought that being an official was good, but only after I really entered the upper class did I realize that the world is very dirty.

The same is true for the world of cultivating immortals.