The ancient bamboos are luxuriant and the clouds are white and mist surrounds.
On the broad altar built with blue bricks in the middle of the town, an ancient locust tree towers into the clouds.
This is the spiritual tree that has protected the town for generations and is revered by the residents of the town.
It was as if nothing happened yesterday, because the dead came back to life, and the group of immortals became old and lost all their cultivation.
As soon as the residents woke up, they found that these immortals had become useless, so they took sickles and hoes to kill all the evil immortals.
When they saw cracks appearing in the ancient locust tree, the residents all understood that it was the tree god who had saved them.
Lin Anping led the entire town's residents to kneel down to the ancient locust tree to express their gratitude to it for once again protecting it.
"If the tree god takes action this time, he may have to sleep for who knows how long. When I was a child, I heard from the elders that the tree god seemed to have suffered some kind of serious injury. Helping us this time will definitely consume a lot of his aura." Lin Anping said to said the resident below.
"We can't always rely on the blessing of the tree god. We ourselves must become stronger. Groups in the town cannot stay in the town forever. Times are changing. In a few days, I will cause a batch of awakening pills. Some of them are talented. , our town will fully support going to the sect to practice."
"Okay, this is good!" The residents agreed one after another.
...
The locust tree is located in the center of the town, and there is a golden sculpture in the entrance square of the town. It is a tall and majestic man wearing armor and holding a spear.
There is a row of words below: Long Ruotian died at the age of forty-six!
This man is the pride of the town and the only strong foundation-builder in the town. In the year he built the foundation, he returned to the town and was warmly welcomed by the residents.
With tall heads and tall horses, hanging red ribbons and flowers, it was as grand a spectacle as the top pick in high school.
When he reached the Great Perfection in the later stage of foundation building and was about to break through the golden elixir stage, while performing a mission in the sect, he was besieged by dozens of enemies of the same realm and unfortunately died.
At the age of forty-six, his sect lost an outstanding disciple, and the town lost an extremely talented person.
However, Long Ruotian has always lived in the hearts of the residents of the town, and they all longed for the day when a strong foundation-builder like him would come out of the town!
...
late at night.
The terrain surrounded by mountains makes this small town appear even more quiet and peaceful.
At this time many residents fell asleep.
In front of the sculpture of Long Ruotian at the entrance of the town, two old people stood, one was the mayor Lin Anping, and the other was Li Laobai, another second-level Qi Refining monk in the town.
Lin Anping poured a bowl of wine, offered a toast to the sculpture and said, "Ruotian, you have been gone for thirty years, and there has never been anyone as outstanding as you in this town."
Li Laobai knelt down and offered him a bowl of wine: "Back then, when our three brothers went to Huoyun Sect together, you were the only one who became an inner disciple. Although Brother Anping and I were both handyman disciples, we were really You feel happy."
"You are young and promising, and you are the best among your peers. Who could have imagined that such an outstanding person as you would be captured alive, hung up and beaten to death."
"When our brothers collected your body, we almost cried to death, and the town was even more sad."
Li Laobai drunkenly said to Lin Anping: "If this kid hadn't died, our town should be one of the best in a hundred miles. With this guy's terrifying talent, he would have reached the late stage of the Golden Core by now. ?”
Lin Anping sighed: "A group of monks from a large sect came to our town today. They were really majestic. They flew with their swords and killed some of us."
"But fortunately, the tree god protected us and saved us."
"Tomorrow, Lao Li and I are going to the city to purchase some awakening pills to see if there are any kids with good awakening talents in the town. Then we will all send them to the sect for training."
"Ruotian, your spirit in heaven will also bless our Luodi Town to produce more talented people like you."
...
Three days later.
To the east of the town, there is a pond surrounded by lush ancient bamboos.
Fang Wu was still shirtless, with a towel on his shoulders, lying crookedly on the edge of the pool, staring at the water.
The corner of his mouth was filled with joy, and he suddenly lifted up the fishing rod. The joyful corner of his mouth immediately disappeared when he saw the trophy in the water.
He took off the fish and threw it behind him. These were the twenty-eight small white stripes he caught this morning.
It didn't taste good and had a lot of thorns, so he wasn't very happy.
The little cat behind Fang Wu looked at Fang Wu throwing repeated little white strips. He sat on the ground and dragged his chin: "Brother Fang Wu, why are you always such a little white stripe? Yesterday, Brother Goudan was dragging Here comes a ten-pound old black fish."
The little cat said and ran to Fang Wu, dangled two small braids, wiped his nose and took a deep breath, squatted next to Wu Fang, and stirred the water with the wooden stick in his hand.
In the past few days, all he has been eating are white strips, which have many thorns and are not tasty.
Fang Wu swung another shot and said, "Little tabby cat, don't blow up my fish nest."
The little cat chuckled: "Brother Fang Wu, let's go to the back mountain to catch rabbits."
He actually wanted to eat spicy rabbit heads, but he couldn't catch them himself. Fang Wu took him to catch them every time.
Fang Wu glanced behind him: "Where's my watermelon?"
The little cat had a mouth full of watermelon juice and pretended to be innocent: "I don't know, it must have been taken away by the little black one."
The little cat quickly changed the topic: "By the way, Brother Fang Wu, tomorrow the mayor's grandpa will distribute awakening pills above the square, you should go and try it too."
Fang Wu: "Why try that?"
The little cat knew that Fang Wu had no spiritual roots, but he still wanted to encourage Fang Wu to give it a try: "Of course it's to awaken the spiritual roots."
"Then what?"
"After awakening, become a monk and then become an immortal."
The little cat shouted, then lowered his head: "But brother Fang Wu, you are eighteen today, you are already considered an older boy, and the chance of awakening is getting slimmer and slimmer."
In this continent, every three-year-old child knows that the best age for people to awaken is between the ages of ten and sixteen.
Fang Wu looked at the rippling float on the water, smiled and said nothing.
The little cat thought that Fang Wu was depressed, so he patted the young man on the shoulder like a little adult and comforted him: "But it's okay, Brother Fang Wu, I will definitely wake up, and then go to the sect to become a disciple and become an immortal. I will protect you then."
Fang Wu, who was calmly staring at the water and watching the float, burst out laughing when he heard this: "Okay, okay!"
The little cat puffed up its cheeks, and could tell that Fang Wu was mocking him. He pursed his lips and clenched his fists and said, "You are laughing at me, brother Fang Wu. I will definitely become the most powerful monk. When I enter the path of immortality, I will also find the path to immortality." My parents!"
"Of course I have to eat soy beef, roast chicken, and drink the best wine every day! Brother Fang Wu, I will take you to eat with me, hehe."
The little cat's dream is very much in line with the thoughts of children. In their minds, eating well, drinking well, and living well are the best things in life.
Of course, you also need to find your parents.
I didn't think about the world of cultivating immortals, what a cold and ruthless environment where the weak and the strong prey on each other.
Fang Wu raised his hand and touched the little cat's head: "Okay, our future great immortal, but now you have to remove the scales and kill these fish, and eat small fish stew... pheasant for lunch."
"Really!" When he heard that he could eat meat, the little cat's eyes lit up. He immediately smiled and ran away happily. He skillfully lifted the fish aside with a knife and happily killed it.
Anyway, these two brothers always come up with ideas to eat. Every time the residents of the town see Fang Wu’s cooking, they will leave in disgust. I don’t know where this guy learned his cooking skills. It’s a little dark: pumpkin stewed with watermelon, small fish Stewed hawthorn, fried oranges with peppers, etc.
Fang Wu likes to be free. He just enjoys the fun of making food and cooking by himself. Although the residents in the town have offered help to them, they have all been rejected by Fang Wu. He wants to make a living by himself.
Moreover, the living conditions in the town are not affluent, so Fang has a large appetite and does not want to trouble others.
Fang Wu by the pond looked at the water, and after a long time he murmured to himself: "Awakening...cultivation...it's such a long-lost word."
When he raised his head with a smile, his eyes flickered towards the blue sky. The ancient aura released by Fang Wu's eyes could see through the world at a glance.
