The Big Winner of Cultivation

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is sad.No matter how good Wen Le's ideas are, it's only the beginning of the Sui Dynasty, and Li Shimin is only an ignorant naughty boy of six or seven years old. If you fail, will you be hanged to death by Yu Wenhuaji in Jiangdu more than ten years later?Don't be kidding, with Emperor Sui Yang's fiery temper, he would definitely hang Wen Lelai to death first in the name of deceiving the public.

Wen Le is about ten years old now, and he is still a primary school student in the 21st century. Except for poor families, the housework that children of this age often do is nothing more than washing dishes and sweeping the floor. Strong labor use.Poor Wen Le is just a gaming nerd, a weak scholar, unable to lift his shoulders and resist. He has never been in the farmland when he grows up, and he can't do physical work, let alone farm work.After panicking and causing the Wang family a lot of trouble, the aunt of the Wang family finally couldn't take it anymore and asked him to rest.

Wen Le felt uneasy. As an outsider, he relied on the Wang family for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and he didn't work.But, making soap and perfume, no; making mirror monosodium glutamate, no; making fine wine and gunpowder, still not.Wen Le thumped the ground secretly, your sister, why didn't he remember any of the most lucrative and easy-to-achieve technical tasks in time travel.If I had known earlier, I would not have just read the stallion novels about receiving the harem, but read those time-travel articles with technical content several times.

Wen Le racked his brains to come up with something practical, until his stomach growled and he remembered that stir-frying only appeared in the Song Dynasty.Most of the cooking in the Song Dynasty was steamed and boiled. If you can cook delicious and fragrant stir-fried dishes, you can naturally make money.But the key point is that he didn't know the plants and seasonings of the Sui Dynasty. In this era, there was no salad oil, no natural gas stoves, and it was hard for a clever man to cook without rice.Of course, the important point is that even if he wants to teach cooking skills, it is better not to show off his cooking skills as a college otaku who only knows how to make instant noodles and add an egg.

Why is it so difficult to repay your kindness?Of course, Wen Le subconsciously ignored that he could do the work of picking cow dung and chicken dung to fertilize the field.

Walking out of the village and coming to the river, Wen Le was bored throwing stones at the water.

"Brother Le, do you want to go see the fun?" The second boy of the Wang family wore a jacket made from his father's old clothes, a pair of shorts, bare feet, and a grass stalk in his mouth. He came to Wen Le to play with a smile.

"What excitement?" Wen Le continued throwing stones without looking back.Wen Lexian, it's boring, but the excitement in the countryside is really boring.He didn't know it for the first time, and when he heard the excitement, he thought it was some big gossip, so he went excitedly. It turned out that Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Li scolded for a few hours over a few eggs, which made Wen Le miss the modern gossip forum very much. That's where it's really fun.

"The girl outside Shen Yuan in the city was stalked by a monster. I heard that a powerful old man came to catch the monster. Would you like to go and see?" The so-called city is a town not far from the village. Of course, compared with the village, The town is much more prosperous and lively.

Wen Le stood up suddenly, and shouted in disbelief: "What are you talking about? A monster?!"

It is not spring plowing season, there is not much work to do, and the villagers also like to watch the excitement, when Wang Xiaoer arrived with Wen Le, there was already a circle outside Shen's house, stretching their necks and waiting Idlers watching the excitement.

It stands to reason that for the sake of the girl’s family’s reputation, it’s best not to publicize this matter, but the old Taoist said that when there are many people, the yang energy is stronger, and popularity can suppress the evil spirit, so the servants of the Shen family did not drive away the crowd, but they all held sticks carefully. Be alert to prevent people who want to steal or steal incense.However, in the houses of rich families, there are three floors and three floors outside. Even if idlers have good eyesight, they don't expect to see the true faces of the women in their families.

Relying on her small stature, Wen Le scurried around like a loach, pulled Wang Xiaoer and finally squeezed into the first row of golden vip viewing seats.

The old Taoist hadn’t appeared yet, Wen Le began to look around: black dog blood, yellow paper, seven-star lamp, rattle, wooden sword, altar, well, look at this posture, and in the fairy sword game, Lin Yueru’s cousin’s family invited a Taoist priest to collect butterflies The method of the demon is exactly the same, only a veteran with white eyebrows and white beard comes out to pretend to be a ghost.

The good show hadn't even started yet, and the crowd was already talking about it.

"I heard that the daughter of the Shen family was fascinated by monsters, and she was crying and making noises at home all day long."

"I heard that the daughter of the Shen family is very handsome. No wonder that monster stalks her if he doesn't stalk others."

"What a beautiful woman, tsk tsk. If I can marry her, I will wake up laughing from my dreams."

"Speaking of which, let's hide and watch when the Taoist comes out later. What if the monsters come out?"

"That's right. I heard that the monster is very powerful. It has been haunting the Shen family for a long time. If the Taoist priest fails later, let's hurry up."

"Hahahaha, brother Zhang, don't worry, you and I are the rough guys, I think the monsters don't look down on them, and they will only pester that delicate little lady."

A group of idlers were gossiping and gossiping, Wen Le felt his ears were ringing.

Originally, as a newcomer who grew up under the influence of Marxist materialism in the Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces education, Wen Le was supposed to be an atheist who was fearless, but after time-traveling, he also began to believe that there are no absolutes in the world.

If there are monsters, should we hide away to save our lives?Wen Le quickly dispelled this idea: in the novels, the ones who confuse women are generally low-level spirits and fox spirits, and their skills are only limited to one single-body skill of absorbing yin and replenishing yang.It's just that I didn't expect that there would be monsters in this era I traveled through. Could it be that I traveled through a world of monsters similar to the Scar of the Sky?

Wen Le waited quietly for the good show to start, while thinking wildly.

"The Taoist priest has come out!" The booing of the crowd awakened Wen Le who was immersed in his own thoughts. Looking around, Wen Le almost vomited blood: there was only a man with a thin face, mischievous eyebrows, and a few uneven yellow beards. The wretched old man, wearing a set of shabby Taoist robes that didn't fit well enough that the background color couldn't be seen through the starch, barely used a chopstick to pull his greasy hair into a bun, and pretended to write on the talisman paper with black dog's blood.

What about the fairy tale bones?What about the seniors who agreed?No matter how decadent Jiu Jianxian is, at least he still looks like a good person. Why does this guy look like Wei Wuyan who was kidnapped and sold by Tang Xuejian in Xiansanli!

Wen Le kept complaining, but the old Taoist was chanting incantations, holding a talisman in one hand, and ringing the bell in the other. After a while, the talisman paper suddenly caught fire, and there were screams mixed with begging from the backyard of the Shen family. howl.The old Taoist made a sword art with his left hand, and the wooden sword that was originally placed flat on the altar was shot toward the backyard bio like a high-tech missile equipped with GPS automatic navigation.Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the old Taoist stretched out his hand, and the wooden sword swished back with a dead white-haired fox stuck in it.

"Immortal! The old immortal has supernatural powers!" At most, the onlookers have only seen small spells such as stretching out their hands to put oil on a pan or shining a golden light on a statue. .

Wang Xiaoer also knelt down in fright, leaving only Wen Le standing on the spot in a daze.Is this true?Didn't I travel to ancient times but to a parallel world?I wipe, don't play like this!If it wasn't for the Sui Dynasty in the textbook, my historical knowledge would be useless at all!How can I make a living!

Wen Le's rough nerves, which were not hit by time travel, were finally broken after seeing the methods of the Xian family.

With a flick of the veteran's long sleeves, the wooden sword and the fox disappeared, and the kung fu in his sleeves amazed and envied the onlookers.Declining the generous reward offered by the members of the Shen family, the old Taoist looked at the crowd as if nothing had happened, and took a slow step.Everyone knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and when they saw the old Taoist walking in front of them, they quickly shrunk themselves into a ball, for fear of blocking the fairy's jade toe.

Wen Le was stunned for a while, and suddenly a thought popped up involuntarily: I want to cultivate immortality!If you practice immortality, you might be able to travel back in time!Even if you can't wear it back, being a monk is better than being a mortal!

This thought was so intense that Wen Le felt his mouth dry and his heart pounding.He collected himself and explained a few words to Wang Xiaoer, regardless of whether the other party heard it or not, he ran after the old Taoist.Wang Xiaoer kept kowtow on the ground, and the surroundings were noisy, so he didn't notice that his brother Le just left.

It's strange to say that the old man walked swaggeringly, his pace was extremely slow, but Wen Le trotted all the way, barely chasing after him.Wen Le also said that he wanted the old man to stop, but the old man seemed to have not heard it, and he still walked forward without looking back.Wen Le secretly complained that the old man was putting on airs, but his legs were on other people's bodies, so there was no other way, so let's keep chasing him.

After chasing for dozens of miles, Wen Le's breathing became disordered, and his calves were sore and trembling. Seeing that he could not catch up, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he knelt down respectfully, (of course, he brushed away the stones on the ground before kneeling) On one side) said in a loud voice: "My disciple is dedicated to cultivating the Tao, and I beg my senior to accept me as a disciple. If my senior refuses to allow me, I will not be able to kneel down for a long time, and I still hope that my senior will show mercy."

The old man turned a deaf ear, and his thin body quickly disappeared from Wen Le's sight.

Wen Le was not discouraged. Anyone who has read martial arts novels knows that the seniors and the like are the ones who like to put on a pose to test the younger ones. Don't look at the old man who is gone now, maybe he is hiding from the side and peeping.

I don't know how long it has passed. After all, there is no watch or mobile phone. Wen Le can only judge by the weather that the time has passed for a long time. He feels cold and hungry, and his legs kneeling on the ground are sore and weak. The whole body feels unbearable pain , I just want to go back to the warm dormitory right away, have a small hot pot with my roommates, take a hot shower, and have a good sleep.

hot pot?take a shower?Wait, I've already crossed over!Wen Le bit his lower lip, and the pain made him wake up suddenly: Wen Le, Wen Le, if it's a dragon or a snake, it's a fight, you must persevere!Think about Liu Bei who visited the thatched cottage three times. He waited for a long time for Master Kongming to wake up, and later became the emperor; Isn't Linghu Chong obediently waiting for Feng Qingyang to learn the incomparable Dugu Nine Swords!If I give up, I really have no chance to go back to modern times, and my parents and friends (and my favorite hot pot steak family barrel Gu Jian Er Xian Jian Liu) are waiting for me to go back!Thinking of this, Wen Le, who is an otaku, became stubborn and knelt even more respectfully.

Half an hour later, a certain figure came to the unconscious Wen Le and gently picked him up.

Wen Le woke up from a coma and found himself lying on the grass by the cliff. There was a bright moon in front of the cliff, and the stars twinkled in the blue night. The forest under the cliff rustled softly with the night wind. The fragrance of wild flowers permeated with the wind. Although it was a pity that he did not travel back, Wen Le was quite happy to see the old Taoist in front of him who was looking up at the bright moon and drinking heavily.

Yi Gulu got up and knelt down, enduring the prickling pain in his knees, Wen Le said loudly: "I beg senior to accept me as a disciple."