Cultivation Guide

Unknowingly, three days passed by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed since Gongsun Yi arrived.

In the past few days, Gongsun Yi has been obediently staying in his yard to practice, while Gao Nian is smashing his grape juice, the grape juice he made these days has been sold for a lot of money.

As for An Wenfan, according to Gongsun Yi's observations over the past few days, this guy sleeps soundly in his room every day, but he knows to wake up when he is eating.

Gongsun Yi guessed that the little guy's injury was healed by sleeping, so he didn't bother him.Listening to the little guy's babbling and humming while sleeping, for some reason Gongsun Yi had a premonition that he would leave here soon.

Within a few days, Gongsun Yi's premonition was confirmed.

Today, Gongsun Yi was practicing in his yard as usual.Since he had Lingtan, he would drink some every day, and just yesterday he finally broke through the seventh level of the acquired day to the eighth level of the acquired day.

After this period of time, it made Gongsun Yi understand that cultivation is not easy. A few paragraphs in the book can turn the protagonist from a waste to a master, but in reality it is not that simple.

Whether it is a martial artist or a cultivator, in order to achieve something, in addition to practicing hard, opportunities are also indispensable.

Let’s just talk about him, it’s been less than a month since he traveled through time, and it’s getting close.In addition to sleeping time this month, he spent most of his time on cultivation. Even so, he would need the assistance of Lingtan to break through.

Just when Gongsun Yi was about to continue practicing, An Wenfan came.

Gongsun Yi raised his eyebrows. If An Wenfan didn't make a sound, he wouldn't be able to notice An Wenfan's arrival. It can be seen that An Wenfan is not simple.

Gongsun Yi was thinking secretly in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. He looked at An Wenfan, sized him up carefully, and said, "Are you alright?"

An Wenfan was terrified by Gongsun Yi's sizing up. He just wanted to say that he hadn't seen my uncle, but the words came to his lips. When he heard this, he nodded involuntarily and changed his words: "Yeah."

Immediately after he shook his head again, Gongsun Yi couldn't help but looked at him suspiciously and said, "What do you mean by that?"

An Wenfan just wanted to explain that he was healed from a secret injury, but his cultivation has not recovered yet.Then he opened the folding fan and shook it to realize that he couldn't say that, or he would be exposed.

Thinking of this, An Wenfan was secretly proud, he looked at Gongsun Yi, "Actually, I came here today to tell you that I have to go to the imperial city."

Gongsun Yi was surprised, and immediately asked: "When will you come back?"

An Wenfan said without thinking, "I'm not coming back!"

"Then what about your parents?" Gongsun Yi asked.

An Wenfan was taken aback, and then changed his words: "I will be back during the Chinese New Year."

Gongsun Yi smiled and said: "That's just right, that's my plan too, I also plan to go to the imperial city."

Hearing this, An Wenfan's eyes widened, "What do you mean?"

Gongsun Yi smiled and said: "I also plan to go to the imperial city recently. I heard that there is a sect recruiting people with five spiritual roots. I plan to try it."

An Wenfan blinked when he heard the words, and then looked curious, "I want to try it too, uh, no, I just want to say I'll go and have a look."

Gongsun Yi nodded vaguely, "Okay, then let's go together."

The two then discussed when to leave.

An Wenfan actually wanted to go outside because his own injury had healed. He had had this idea a long time ago.

However, his temperament sometimes follows his own body, and he is very timid and pitiful. He is afraid of meeting a monk whose cultivation base is higher than him or similar to him. Seeing that he was seriously injured, he just endured this desire/desire.

He didn't dare to go out until recently when he learned that there were not many monks in this small world who had the same level of cultivation as him, and his injury was healed.