Misunderstanding of Immortals

Deardiary, today is my first day practicing with my dad.

After breakfast, Dad threw me into a big pot to cook.

He put a lot of crushed medicinal materials in the pot, and the whole soup was green and viscous, which felt like magic medicine, or the vegetable soup that Song Xian cooked for me when I was sick-I drank it at the time After eating, she spat all over her face.

In short, I was pressed into the cauldron and soaked for a full hour, soaking me like a boiled tomato.Then my father fished me out and asked me to meditate according to the method written by Master Zidan to get luck.

In short, miraculously (crossed out), I felt that after the spiritual energy entered the body this time, it did not go straight to the golden core, but soaked into the meridians all over the body.Of course, most of the spiritual energy was absorbed by the golden core in the end, but a small amount of spiritual energy was absorbed by my meridians.

As a modern human who believes that science is productivity, I experienced this wonderful feeling for the first time, and was refreshed again.

It seems that I have taken another big step forward on the road of integrating into the role.

Dad was so happy that he was almost in tears.After all, he was also under a lot of pressure on my affairs.If I really can't practice, he will face a series of personnel changes in Yunjiang City.

People who cultivate the truth and ask the immortals, it seems that there is no way to completely escape from the world.

After lunch, I learned how to learn a knife from my father.

Although my father's three views are not correct, he is really handsome.He was wearing a simple and neat warrior robe, with a tall and straight figure like a sharp sword, full of vigor and strength, and at the same time, he had a tolerant and elegant temperament.

I think even if he wasn't the lord of Yunjiang City, those female monks would rush forward and rush at him.It's a pity that he is my own father, otherwise I really want to YY him.

After dinner, my father took me to the treasure house in the family, found a jade ring that could fix the soul, and put it on for me.At least until Feng Zhen's cultivation level has a greater breakthrough, he will not use the golden elixir to separate my spiritual consciousness from the body again.In this way, I can sleep peacefully.

I had a really fulfilling day today.Not only did I learn something, but I also gradually found my own direction.

I used to regard myself as an outsider, and lived my life as a gag. Although I envied my father and the others for their advanced cultivation, I had no ambition to make progress.

Today, when I experienced the spiritual energy blending into my blood, I suddenly felt that I was really connected with this land, just like a sapling, finally began to take root in this land.

Ouyang Wei put the notebook into the box next to the bed, blew out the light, and lay down on the bed.

The rustling sound of Lin Tao and the sea of ​​trees kept drifting into the house, and Ouyang Wei felt as if he was lying in a small boat, floating on the sea, staggering, and reaching the sweet dreamland.

From the second day on, Ouyang Wei lived an unchanging life.

He was still woken up early by the Dandan alarm clock, taking advantage of the clearest moment of spiritual energy in the morning, meditating and breathing, absorbing spiritual energy, and then doing a set of punches.

Ouyang Wei soaked the sticky herbal soup for 81 days, soaked it all summer, and finally got rid of it until autumn.

And the content of the mental method is also changing with Ouyang Wei's progress.

Initially, he could only retain less than one-tenth of the aura that entered his body.And with the medicated bath and practice, more and more spiritual energy can be integrated into the meridians.When the snow covered the mountains, Ouyang Wei was able to integrate nearly half of the aura into the meridians, and it was running freely.

And the full spiritual energy strengthened his spiritual roots, and at the same time washed every one of his meridians little by little, removing the filth that had accumulated in his body for nearly ten years.

Every time Ouyang Wei finished meditating, he would sweat dirty and smell bad.Fortunately, there is a small hot spring pool at the bottom of the cave.Ouyang Wei took a comfortable bath, had lunch, and then went to learn swords from Ouyang Hong.

Ouyang Wei now knows that Ouyang Hong is actually a person with high attainments in martial arts in the cultivation world.It's just that cultivators mainly pay attention to cultivation, and don't pay much attention to martial arts.The monks fight, you throw a talisman, I throw a spiritual explosion.There are still a few cases of genuine copying of swords and fighting swords.

But Ouyang Wei likes to practice martial arts very much.He was an otaku in his previous life and didn't like sports.In this life, I practiced with my handsome father every day, and gradually realized the benefits of sports, and fell in love with practicing martial arts.

Winter goes to spring, and it is another year when the mountain flowers are in full bloom.Ouyang Wei is ten years old.

"Pay attention to the left side—prevention—behind the game! Where are you looking?"

On the school grounds, two figures, one big and one small, were fighting against each other.

Ouyang Hong wore a light martial arts robe and held a Yuzhu stick in his hand. Every time he made a move, he hit Ouyang Wei's empty door, making him powerless to parry.

"Don't get confused!" Ouyang Hong snapped, "Pay attention to my movements—response faster!"

Ouyang Wei was sweating profusely, holding a bamboo knife in his hand, trying to avoid Ouyang Hong's attack.

"Where are you going to retreat?"

Ouyang Wei was startled, only to realize that there was a cliff behind him.

The idea of ​​survival made him burst out with a powerful force.At this moment, the formula Ouyang Hong taught him came to mind.His body moved almost unconsciously, attacking Ouyang Hong's weakness precisely, quickly and violently!

Ouyang Hong showed surprise, and was forced to take two steps back by his move.

Ouyang Wei almost hit a hit, and paused for a moment in surprise.At this moment, Ouyang Hong made a comeback and swept Ouyang Wei, who was in a daze, off the cliff with a stick.

The series of screams gradually died down.After a while, a crane with blue and gray wings grabbed Ouyang Wei's belt and flew up to the platform of the school field, leaving Ouyang Wei behind.

Ouyang Hong laughed and took his son in his arms.

"That's right, I've been able to push Lao Tzu back, that's an improvement!"

Ouyang Wei blushed, "Father didn't let me?"

"Are you so unconfident in your own kung fu?" Ouyang Hong's handsome face was filled with a gentle and proud smile, "You are my personal disciple, so naturally you will not be bad."

Ouyang Wei's heart felt warm, and he didn't want to leave his father's embrace.

This time, it was Ouyang Hong who put his son down first, rubbed his head, "Go and practice the moves you learned today a few more times."

Ouyang Wei has now officially entered the stage of Qi training. When he was meditating last month, he finally reached the state of "sitting and forgetting", and soon he was able to condense Qi to protect his body, forming a small air conditioner for human flesh, and he no longer has to fear the severe cold and heat. .

Ouyang Wei complained in his heart, but the movements of his hands were not slow.Half a year of training has already made his body used to practicing martial arts.Facing the mountain peaks in early spring, he was serious and rigorous in every move, and he did not slacken the slightest bit because no one was supervising him.Gradually, his thoughts also submerged, and merged into the moves and luck.

Ouyang Wei, who was engrossed, didn't notice that behind the pine trees on the side of the school field, there was a tall and elegant figure.A pair of clear and flowing phoenix eyes were staring at him deeply.

"How?" Ouyang Hong walked towards Ouyang Zidan, "My son is not bad, right? I know that many people in the family secretly call him a waste, wishing that he could not practice, so that I could choose other children from other clans to succeed him. But I know, My Ouyang Hong's son is absolutely impossible to be a waste. He will succeed me and become a wise and promising city lord!"

"Senior brother sees his son as the best." Ouyang Zidan said coldly, "You dote on him so much, he hasn't grown into a playboy, it's not easy."

Ouyang Hong showed a proud look,

"This child's talent is not outstanding, but he is hardworking and willing to endure hardships. He is not like an ordinary eight or nine-year-old child." Ouyang Hong looked at Aizi's flowing swordsmanship, "I am also worried that he will not be able to bear this hardship. I didn't expect He actually persevered. Even an adult could not stand the medicinal soup, but he could endure it. Ordinary children said that it would take at least one or two years of practice to condense Qi to protect the body. He only practiced it for a long time It took half a year to do it."

Ouyang Zidan couldn't understand the appearance of Ouyang Hong's treasure here, so he sneered, "Senior brother loves his son so much that he loves him so much, he would rather offend Fengzhen, a powerful enemy, than save his son's life. You shouldn't ask Feng Zhen carefully. Zhen's whereabouts, are you on guard against him coming back for revenge?"

Ouyang Hong's face twitched, showing a slightly ferocious expression, "If that guy wants to seek revenge, just come at me, don't even think about touching Wei'er."

By the time Ouyang Wei finished practicing the saber, Ouyang Zidan had already left.Ouyang Hong took him to the hot spring, the father and son changed their clothes, and returned to Yunjiang City to finish their meal.

Since Ouyang Wei was able to cultivate, people in the city had a different attitude towards him. Although there were still many people who watched him coldly, more and more gradually regarded him as a future young master who could inherit important responsibilities.

Ouyang Wei obviously felt that the children in the city were much more friendly and enthusiastic towards him, and the little girls who had ignored him in the past would all come to talk to him.

In Yunjiang City, the young master who can cultivate is the young master who has preserved the right of inheritance.

But this does not mean that Ouyang Wei's inheritance rights are guaranteed.He must relentlessly step up his practice.The future lord of Yunjiang City must at least be a Golden Core cultivator.Otherwise, even if he barely ascends the throne, it will be difficult to convince the public.

This may seem snobbish, but it is an extremely necessary rule.

The ruler of a huge family group must be the most outstanding child in the family.Only such a ruler can protect and lead the clan, and lead the clan to a higher direction.

"That's right." During dinner, Ouyang Hong said, "I received the letter. Chen'er is coming."

Chen'er is my cousin Fang Yichen, who has been away for a year.

Ouyang Wei was worried about Popova's Aunt Yu and her weapon at the first moment, but Fang Yichen was the only one who came this year.

Fang Yichen cried when he saw Ouyang Wei, "My mother eloped with someone."

Ouyang Wei was pleasantly surprised for the second time in one day, and almost knelt down to worship the author on the spot.