In March, the south of the Yangtze River was hazy and dreamlike.

Tengjiao Town in the morning, filled with the freshness of the spring breeze and willows, the sparse drizzle and the sky drifted around, the branches on the river bank grew tender new shoots, and the green grass glowed with the fragrance of the earth, crawling all over the land.

"Babbling" The door of a dilapidated old house at the foot of Wu Mountain was pushed open.

A young man in a gray tracksuit, with a somewhat thin figure and a sloppy face, walked out.

This young man's name is Zheng Zheng, his appearance is ordinary, and there is nothing eye-catching all over his body, so if he wants to find an advantage, it is estimated that his black and white eyeballs look a little deeper than others.

He stretched, then rubbed his legs, which had become numb from the long meditation, and shook his head impatiently.

After two hours of cultivation, except for feeling refreshed, there was still no sign of spiritual energy entering the body.

What was the reason for the lack of progress in cultivation, Zheng Zheng had no way of knowing.

Since that adventure in the mountains, it has been half a year since I meditated and practiced qi. What used to be joy and longing gradually became disappointed and numb with the increase of cultivation time, and now it has become a habit of life. The ups and downs are not enough for outsiders.

But Zheng Zheng was not disappointed and discouraged.

No one knows what kind of secret he has hidden in his heart, and no one knows how he roared wildly to vent his feelings when he found out this secret.

Long hair fluttering, sword flying, five elements moving, sleeves in the middle, that's a fairy character only in books and TV. Preference coincidentally let me run into it, if this is it, it's just a subversion of the worldview. But the problem is that when the immortal saw himself as a mortal, he was overjoyed and forcibly accepted him as an apprentice.

Zheng Zheng instinctively felt uneasy, and didn't understand why the immortal would take a fancy to himself as a mortal, and secretly figured out the intention behind it in his heart, fearing that there would be some trap trapped in it.

Soon, he knew the answer.

The immortals are not from the earth, they used to live in the cultivation realm, which is a plane that communicates with the earth but is usually closed. During a competition for heavenly treasures, he was seriously injured by other monks. In desperation, at the cost of burning Shouyuan, he used the secret method of the sect to forcibly open the teleportation channel and escape to the earth.

However, due to the long-term over-exploitation of the earth, the lack of spiritual energy, and the lack of alchemy materials, the immortals finally felt that their limit was approaching after half a year of hard work. He could only leave the place where he was recuperating and began to go out to find his apprentice. But what disappointed him was that in the vast sea of people, he didn't find anyone suitable for cultivating immortals at all.

Before the immortals were about to hang, they finally met Zheng Zheng, a young man who looked quite honest and pleasing to the eye. Time did not allow him to think about it more, and in the end, he had no choice but to compromise and chose to take him as an apprentice.

Zheng Zheng, who understood what had happened, had a feeling of being hit by a pie in the sky, and he almost fainted with happiness.

Lao Tzu has a fairy master, who can turn the sea and rivers, move mountains and take mountains, and when the fuck comes, see who dares to bully me? As long as I learn one and a half moves, I will benefit endlessly for life, and the silver tickets are not a problem, and the beauties are not coming one after another.

It's a pity that Zheng Zheng's fantasy of happiness only lasted for half a day, and the immortal master kicked his legs and hung up.

After leaving a space storage ring, a jade tower, a jade note for cultivating immortals, a gramophone snail, and the identity token of the lord of Danxia Mountain, there was nothing particularly valuable.

Zheng Zheng was hit hard, and his middle finger scolded God for a long time, which was extremely depressed and buried the master.

After doing this, he had time to sort out the master's relics. Space storage ring, hence the name, means a ring that can be used to access things. It's easy to use, there are no special requirements, as long as you consume some mental power. There are a lot of things in the ring, in addition to a ding furnace, a large number of alchemy materials, and more than ten introductory books on alchemy, tools, talismans, formations, etc. These books are really suitable for Zheng Zheng, who has just come into contact with cultivating immortals.

Zheng Zheng thought this more than once, this cheap master may have been a great alchemist during his lifetime, otherwise how could there be all these medicinal materials in the ring instead of golden treasures? And before he died, he still thought that he must work hard to cultivate and improve his alchemy?

As for the jade pagoda, at first glance, you can know that it is a good product, otherwise the cheap master would not have died for it. It's just that his old man hasn't studied the magic of this treasure, let alone that his eyes are dark and he doesn't understand anything. The other gramophone snail is a magic weapon, how to use it, it can only be done after reaching the strength of the middle stage of qi refining, and what is famous in it is not known for the time being. In short, it is still a very distant thing at present.

After counting the items, Zheng Zheng, who was full of enthusiasm, quit his hard-won job the day after burying his master, then packed his luggage and rushed back to his hometown Tengjiao Town overnight.

I thought that after I got the adventure, I could be the only one in the sky and the earth like Li, but who knew that I would have to be a man with my tail between my legs when I turned around.

There has been no progress in cultivation, if it were someone else, it is estimated that he would have given up a long time ago, and it is also thanks to Zheng Zheng's "firm Dao heart", he was not discouraged at all, and insisted on it. It's just that for most of the year, it is different from the life pattern of ordinary people, and gradually attracts the attention of others, and the neighbors begin to have some rumors.

What do you say about a good young man, who doesn't look for a job, doesn't do things, and stays at home all day?

Tengjiao Town is also a big palm, and those women who have nothing to do like to chew the root of their tongues behind their backs, the east family, and the west family is short. It can be said that good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. I don't know who has a bad mouth, and spread this matter to the ears of my father and mother who do a small business in Wenzhou, so the two old people ran back to their hometown several times and taught them bitterly.

Being talked about too much, and there was no progress in cultivation, Zheng Zheng also began to be a little confused, how to go next? Because of the illness of his parents, the expenses of the family are getting bigger and bigger, and the situation is getting worse and worse, and more importantly, because there is no economic income in the past half a year, his savings have completely bottomed out.

Hey, "immortals" also have times when they are troubled by mundane things?

Shaking his head, he put these problems aside for the time being, and solved the stomach problem first. As for the matter of cultivation, it was already like this anyway, and I didn't care about delaying it for so much longer.

The morning breeze was gentle, the morning glow was like fire, and the occasional sound of a few dogs could be heard in the quiet town.

In some years, on the bluestone streets, seven or eight old people held props, talking and laughing all the way to prepare for morning exercises. Occasionally, there are vegetable farmers carrying a large basket of fresh vegetables and hurrying to the vegetable market, trying to find a good stall as soon as possible and buy more prices.

Several breakfast shops are already open.

Steaming steamed buns, fragrant lotus leaf chicken rice, and delicious sticky rice were once Zheng Zheng's favorites. It's just that since meditating and cultivating, the Dao Fa has not risen, and the diet has become lighter and lighter.