Cultivation of Life Winner

The ancients said that if the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals; if the water is not deep, it will be spirited if there are dragons, and Yuelai Mountain is like this.This mountain is neither steep nor magnificent, but it is very famous within a hundred miles.Every day, hundreds of people try to climb to the top of the mountain.

And all this is because there is a sect of cultivating immortals named Yijianzong on Yuelai Mountain.There are not many disciples in this sect, and there are more than thirty people including the master and others.Although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs, enough for ordinary people to look up to.

At this time, in the Yijianzong Missionary Academy, the only elder of the Chuangong was teaching the method of making a fire talisman.

"When making this fire talisman, be careful not to use the aura..."

Everyone listened intently, they know that the elders who teach the exercises are the most severe.If you don't listen carefully in his class, you will feel better then.

But among them, there is also a special case.This person was sitting in the front row of the futon, but he was sleeping soundly with his head down, and he even blew out.

"Don't sleep, the elder is watching you." The person beside him poked the other's arm, trying to wake up the sleeping person.Unexpectedly, with this stabbing, the other party directly tilted his body and fell to the other side.

"Who... disturbed my sleep?" The sleeping man staggered, but he was a little awake, and asked in a daze.

"You're still sleeping, the elder's face is darkened, be careful for a while, the elder will directly hit you with the fire talisman."

"What fire talisman, eat me with a sword." The sleepy man jumped up from the ground and shouted.

"Huang Mao!!! I think you haven't woken up yet!" The elder Chuan Gong turned dark and glared angrily at a handsome young man not far away from him.

This young man is only fifteen or sixteen years old, he has a good appearance, and his talent is neither good nor bad.It's just that he is very good at being a human being and can get along well with anyone.Even the elder Chuan Gong is usually comfortable being flattered by him, otherwise he would have scolded people just now, and he would not turn a blind eye.But now the other party is too much, and he can't bear it.

After a water polo technique, Huang Mao was drenched thoroughly from head to toe, and suddenly he was shocked, and everything was sober.

"Let me tidy up the library, and then clean the missionary house thoroughly and carefully. No spells are allowed, do you know!?"

"Yes, I promise to complete the task!" Huang Mao immediately raised his hand and responded loudly.

At this time, the other brothers in the missionary school all laughed in good faith.Yijianzong is one of the few sects of cultivating immortals directly located in the secular world, and there are not many disciples in the sect, so it is compared with other sects of cultivating immortals.There is less competition here, and more harmony in anger.

Huang Mao shook the water droplets on his body, and when he left the missionary, there was still some confusion in his eyes.What happened to him today, how could he fall asleep in the preaching elder's class?He used to, but never would.

Also, he seems to have dreamed about a lot of weird things, but he can't remember any of them when he wakes up, which is really strange.

Huang Mao shook his head, he went to clean the library.The Zangshu Pavilion is very large, it can be said to be the largest building in One Sword Sect.Huang Mao took a rag and wiped it on the bookshelf little by little.

The afternoon sun was warm, and there was a constant temperature formation in the library. The comfortable temperature made Huang Mao yawn again.So sleepy, Huang Mao thought so.

It's better to sleep for a while, and then clean up when he wakes up.Huang Mao threw down the rag, unable to resist the drowsiness, sat down on the ground and fell asleep.

"Wake up, wake up. Huang Mao, what's the matter with you today, how can you sleep so well?"

Huang Mao opened his eyes in confusion, looked at the face close at hand, and muttered: "Lin Chi, what are you doing, let me sleep."

"Sleep, sleep, you know how to sleep. Do you know that it's dark now, and you haven't finished cleaning this library, and you haven't cleaned the missionary hall either!"

"What!?" Now, Huang Mao was also in a hurry. He rubbed his eyes, and Sa Yazi was about to run out of Zangshu Pavilion.

Lin Chi grabbed him and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I secretly cleaned the monastery for you. You too, what's going on today, so tired?"

Hearing this, Huang Mao breathed a sigh of relief, but yawned again.

"I don't know, I'm just sleepy. I seem to have a lot of dreams, but I can't remember them."

"Dreams are like this, it's okay if you can't remember it. Since you are sleepy, go to sleep today, and you will be fine tomorrow."

Huang Mao nodded, drooping his head, and followed Lin Chi back to his disciple's room.Huang Mao and Lin Chi lived in a hut, that's why their relationship is so good.

After a good night's sleep, Lin Chi found that Huang Mao was still sleeping soundly after washing up. He looked like he was sleeping soundly.

"What's the matter with him?" Lin Chi went over strangely, and pushed Huang Mao, who rubbed his eyes and sat up sleepily.

After that, it is natural to go to morning classes, eat spiritual meals, practice, etc.But one day later, Huang Mao still looked like he hadn't woken up.Everything you do is muddled.

One month later, there will be an assessment in the door.Not only did Huang Mao's grades fail to improve, but even his cultivation regressed.

So, there was a big shock at the door.Huang Mao's talent is neither bad nor weak, so it stands to reason that such a result would not happen.So, the elders in the door checked Huang Mao's body one by one, and found that he was fine.He is also in good spirits, so lethargic, it can only show that he is lazy and wants to sleep.

After this time, the elder of One Sword Sect gave Huang Mao a warning.But after that, Huang Mao still went his own way, looking troubled all day long.

Gradually, the brothers still alienated him, and the elders just assumed that there was no such person in the sect, and let him fend for himself.Among them, only Lin Chi treated Huang Mao consistently.

When Huang Mao didn't eat for two or three days because he slept in a row, he would forcefully wake Huang Mao up and make sure he had something to eat.He would try his best to get him up to practice the exercises, telling the confused Huang Mao over and over again the knowledge of exercises he had heard every day.

Until half a year later, Huang Mao's energetic appearance was very different from that of half a year ago.Now, with loose hair and scruffy body, he is no different from a beggar.The only difference from a beggar is that Huang Mao has a special aura, which is vast and far away, allowing people to find him out of the vast crowd at a glance.

It's just that Lin Chi and the others have been with Huang Mao for a long time, and they don't really notice it when they see Huang Mao every day.Only occasionally, I feel that this person gives people a feeling of heart palpitations inexplicably.So although Huang Mao was sloppy and the people in the door looked down on him, he complained most of the time and didn't dare to actually bully him.

On this day, Huang Mao stretched his waist and lazily got up from the bed, without folding the messy quilt, he grabbed the spiritual food on the table and began to enjoy it.

Lin Chi will help him make this bed when he comes back.Naturally, this food was specially prepared for Huang Mao before he left.

"It's rare to be so sleepy today, let's go bask in the sun." Huang Mao said to himself, but with his hands behind his back, he walked towards the door step by step.

"Look, it's the slacker."

"It's really him. It's been half a year. I heard that his cultivation base doesn't even have two levels of Qi refining. I really don't understand why the sect leaders keep him in the sect for such a person."

"Cut, our sect master is kind, so I can't bear it."

"That's right, how can someone be so thick-skinned that you don't have a count?"

……

A sentence of harsh words came to his ears, Huang Mao was angry at first, and anger flashed in his eyes.Then he seemed to think of something, but smiled lightly, and the anger in his eyes dissipated.

He is self-ruthless, he is self-evil, and I am immortal in my heart.

Those hurtful and vicious words, at the moment Huang Mao was relieved, turned into waves of breeze, Huang Mao only felt that his spiritual platform was a little clearer.

The top of the red cliff is the only precipitous part of Yuelai Mountain.One side of this place is a steep hillside. Looking down, it is covered with clouds and mist, as if it leads directly to another world.

On the top of the cliff, a huge pine tree grows beside it.This tree is about a thousand years old.The elders of Yijianzong said that this tree suppressed the spiritual veins of Mount Yuelai.One day, if this tree dies, the spirit veins of Yuelai Mountain will escape into the huge pool under the cliff.

At that time, when the trapped dragon meets the water, the real dragon soars to the sky.It's just that at that time, Yuelai Mountain will lose its aura, and Yijianzong will lose the foundation of its establishment.

Huang Mao was thinking, but he leaned his body over, leaning against the roots of the big pine tree, and lazily looked at the scene of rolling clouds and relaxing clouds in the distance.