In front of the small courtyard, there are several fields.
There are some strange vegetables growing in the field, and there are two or three tall trees growing in the field, with golden ears of rice hanging on the branches.
An old yellow dog lies in the shade of a tree.
Seeing Li Mu coming over, the old yellow dog ignored him. He just opened his mouth and yawned, then put his head on his front legs to sleep.
Li Mu walked across the field and came to the fence gate.
I saw an old man sitting on a wooden bench, picking beans in a dustpan.
His hair was messy, he was wearing coarse linen clothes, and there was dry mud on his feet. He looked like an old country farmer.
Li Mu really couldn't connect this somewhat slovenly old farmer with the master of Tao Dao Pavilion.
But with Zuo Youyou's courage, she definitely wouldn't dare to deceive him.
Thinking of this, Li Mu bowed and bowed: "May I ask if he is Yihe Immortal?"
According to Immortal Shuiyue, the common name of the pavilion master of Dao Pavilion was Gou Yihe. After he became an immortal, he was too lazy to take a Taoist name and called himself Immortal Yihe.
The old farmer raised his head and glanced at him, "Come in."
Li Mu quickly pushed open the fence door and came to the courtyard.
"Have you eaten?"
"ah?"
"I asked you if you had eaten."
"Uh, not yet."
"There's some porridge and pickles in the kitchen."
Li Mu was surprised and didn't quite understand the old immortal's approach.
An immortal who has lived for tens of thousands of years still drinks porridge and eats pickles?
Isn’t this quality of life too low?
"He is indeed a weirdo."
Li Mu complained in his heart, went into the kitchen, took a pottery bowl and filled it with porridge, put pickles in the jar, and carried the bowl to the small yard.
The gruel enters the abdomen.
【Ding! Yuanli +88]
Li Mu's eyes lit up, this porridge was actually made from spiritual rice.
Take another bite of pickles, they are crispy and fragrant.
【Ding! Yuanli +111】
Li Mu finished the spiritual porridge and put down his bowl and chopsticks, "Thank you, old immortal, for the hospitality."
Immortal Yihe glanced at him.
"Unappetizing?"
“It tastes extremely delicious.”
"Then why didn't you eat?"
"Desire for food and drink is of no use to spiritual practice. We monks should abandon all kinds of desires and practice with all our strength."
"Pooh!"
Immortal Yihe spat in a very unimmortal manner.
"I asked you to cultivate immortality, but I didn't ask you to cut off your desires. If you have to give up your own desires, then what's the point of cultivating immortality?"
Li Mu was stunned when he was told this.
This old man's ideas are a bit unconventional.
But he was asking for something, and it was hard to refute.
"That's what the Immortal taught you."
"Then go get another bowl."
Li Mu simply took out the pot.
Immortal Yihe nodded with satisfaction.
He took out the old cigarette pot and smoked cigarettes while watching Li Mu drink porridge.
"I don't like to be disturbed by outsiders. For Shuiyue's sake, you can come in and out of Tao Pavilion at will from now on."
"However, the immortal magic, Taoism, and other things recorded in the books are very complicated. If you are not firm enough, you will be easily affected."
Li Mu looked stern and asked respectfully: "Please give me some advice from the old immortal."
"Excuse me, I am a farmer, and I only know how to farm. Do you want to learn?"
"Can you become an immortal by farming?"
"The longer you eat, the longer you live, and the longer you live, you become an immortal."
A Hexian knocked the ashes on the corner of the table, took out the dry leaves, crushed them into pieces and stuffed them into the pipe. He took a gentle puff and the tobacco leaves glowed with flames.
"Of course, you also have to pay attention to what you eat. People who eat whole grains will inevitably suffer from birth, aging, illness and death. If they eat spiritual plants and spiritual animals, they can live longer and become immortals."
Seeing Li Mu's suspicious look, Immortal Yihe blew out a puff of smoke.
The smoke turned into a cloud, and images appeared in the cloud.
The picture is a secret place.
In the secret realm, there are large tracts of farmland.
Farmers wearing coarse shorts are hard at work.
"This is the secret realm of the ancient immortal sect Wanling Sect."
"The person planting rice in the field is the head of Wanling Sect. He was already the Great Luo Jinxian at that time."
"The one who plows the land is the third elder of Wanling Sect. He can cultivate 80,000 hectares of land every day and is deeply worshiped by the disciples of the sect."
The picture keeps changing.
"At that time, we didn't need to practice. We just farmed and ate. Over time, we would naturally become immortals."
Immortal Yihe seemed to have returned to his days of farming in Wanling Sect.
His eyes were full of nostalgia.
"Later on, the war between immortals and demons also affected the Wanling Sect."
"I escaped with the spiritual seeds and the ancient books in the door."
"I found this valley and planted spiritual plants for 30,000 years, and I became an immortal."
"Later, I met a guy named Qingyun."
Immortal Yihe shook his head and came back from his memory.
"In ancient times, immortality and becoming an immortal were not very difficult things."
"At least that's the case in Wanling Sect."
"The concept of cultivation slowly emerged after the war between immortals and demons."
"The same is true for those fairy books and Taoist books in Daodao Pavilion."
Li Mu was shocked.
His understanding of this world only rests on the surface knowledge of the ninth level of human realm, the thirteenth level of immortal, and a few major states.
As for the war between immortals and demons and the ancient things, they know nothing about it.
"You really came to the right place."
Li Mu said respectfully: "Old Immortal, can you tell me something about ancient times?"
Immortal Yihe shook his head, "It's all about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. What's there to talk about?"
He casually threw over a jade token.
"There are restrictions in Daodao Pavilion. People of different realms can only enter the corresponding book pavilion."
"Wearing this jade token on your body, you can come in and out at will."
"Also, it's very messy in there. Please tidy it up when you have time, so that no one named Su will bother me."
Li Mu was overjoyed, thanked him and left.
Not long after, they came to a bookstore.
There is a wooden sign hanging on the door with the word " Transformation of God " written on it.
In other words, this bookstore is only open to monks of Transformation God and above.
After detecting the jade token on Li Mu's body, the ban on the book pavilion was automatically lifted.
Li Mu pushed open the door and entered.
This bookstore is only forty or fifty square meters, and all kinds of books are piled on the ground in a mess.
A middle-aged monk wearing a light blue Taoist robe was sitting cross-legged on the futon, holding a Taoist book and reading through it.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the monk turned around and asked in surprise:
"You are only in the Golden Core stage, how did you get in?"
This monk obviously didn't know Li Mu, and just thought he was an ordinary golden elixir disciple.
Li Mu took out the "Administrator" work badge that he had already made, hung it around his neck, and smiled slightly:
"My name is Li Mu, and I am the new librarian."
The middle-aged monk was stunned, stood up and bowed: "It turns out to be the Holy Son."
Li Mu also bowed in return, turned around and looked at the various books piled messily on the ground, frowning slightly, "Has this place always been this messy?"
The middle-aged monk didn't take it seriously.
"It's okay, it just looks a little messy. You can find the books you want by scanning them with your spiritual sense.
There are just too many bookstores, and the fairy and Taoist books in each bookstore have no rules. If you want to find a certain type of book, you can only visit every bookstore. "
Li Mu touched his chin and said, "It's time to tidy things up."
