Yuepan Mountain, in the valley northeast of Lijia Village.
A young man in a green shirt sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, his hands holding a magic formula on each knee, his chest rising and falling slightly, and a faint white mist penetrated his nostrils every time he breathed.
The boy's name was Li Qingfeng. He was sixteen or seventeen years old. He had an ordinary appearance, with only one pair of eyes that looked a bit distinctive. His eyes are big but a little narrow, and his eyebrows are thick but slanted downward. He obviously has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he doesn't look like a good person.
Li Qingfeng is a child of Lijia Village at the foot of Yuepan Mountain. His father is a rare scholar in the village. He traveled when he was young, but for some reason he was willing to return to his village to live. Married to one wife and two concubines, Li Qingfeng was the son of his first wife. There were two brothers in front of him, and one brother and three sisters in the back. Among them, the second brother Li Qingyuan, the seventh sister Li Qingqing and Li Qingfeng were born from the same mother.
About half an hour later, it was already midnight. Li Qingfeng inhaled the last ray of white mist, changed the techniques of his hands, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and opened his eyes.
"It's such a good qualification. It's a pity. If I could practice it since childhood, I might be able to enter the late stage of Qi training now."
Li Qingfeng is not an ordinary person. In his previous life, he was a monk in the alchemy stage. He lived for more than three hundred years and was a lonely monk. In order to obtain resources for cultivating immortals, he went to a secret realm with other casual cultivators. When collecting a millennium spiritual grass, he triggered a certain restriction and was later attacked and killed by his companions.
The feeling of death is very subtle, a sense of confusion. I don’t know where I am, I don’t know what I am doing, I don’t know who I am, and I don’t know how long these days will last.
Until a certain moment, he suddenly felt his own existence. When he opened his eyes, he was here. From Ruoshui Sanren in his previous life, he became Li Qingfeng now.
"First level of Qi training..."
Li Qingfeng closed his eyes slightly and murmured.
Li Qingfeng's body has dual spiritual roots of water and gold. The main spiritual root is water, and the sensitivity of the spiritual roots is quite high. Relying on this spiritual vein, which is not even a first-level low-grade one, he has reached the first level of Qi training in less than a month, and his qualifications are evident.
In comparison, the original body's qualifications were much inferior. Although it also had three spiritual roots, the sensitivity of the water spiritual roots was not very high. It was only Li Qingfeng who could cultivate to the elixir-forming stage in life and death.
Generally speaking, a cultivator's ability to sense and absorb certain spiritual energy is called spiritual root sensitivity, and the spiritual root with the highest sensitivity is called the cultivator's main spiritual root.
After taking a look at the slightly bright sky, Li Qingfeng stood up, patted his butt casually, and prepared to go home.
Lijia Village is a medium-sized village at the foot of Yuepan Mountain, with a total population of about 2,000 people. More than 90% of the villagers are named Li. There are several such villages at the foot of Yuepan Mountain. Most of the villagers are engaged in farming, logging, and hunting. Waiting for a living. Li Qingfeng's father was a rare scholar in the village. He opened a private school to teach in the village and was considered a wealthy family in the village. Li Qingfeng was the younger son of his wife. He was good at reading and was usually favored. This allowed Li Qingfeng to have time to sneak out and practice.
This place is about twenty miles away from Lijiacun. It took about an hour to walk back, and Li Qingfeng was slightly out of breath. At this time, the smoke from the village could be seen in the distance, and there were some cultivated fields on the roadside, and villagers were already working in the fields.
"Little Third Brother, what are you doing so early?"
On the uneven dirt roadside, there were busy villagers wiping sweat and greeting Li Qingfeng. According to Li Qingfeng's memory, this was some kind of his thirteenth uncle.
"After reading for a long time, I went to relax and prepare to go back." He waved to the farmer.
"Study... it's good to study... it's good to study..." Uncle Thirteen smiled naively, wiped his sweat, bent down to work, and said nothing more. Meaning.
When he first arrived, Li Qingfeng was actually not very used to the atmosphere in this mountain village. Every household was related, the land was fertile, there were many animals in the forest, and there was no war. It felt like a paradise.
Unlike his previous life, when he was a lonely cultivator, he always had to work hard with others for various resources for cultivating immortals, and he had few friends. He was running around for the so-called path all day long, and could not relax for a moment. Thinking about it this way, Li Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh at himself. He worked hard to cultivate immortality and became a senior expert in the eyes of countless people. But in the end, his life seemed not as comfortable as the villagers in this small mountain village.
He himself also knew that even if he had not died at that time, with such a state of mind, it would be difficult for him to enter the Nascent Soul stage. In the end, it would just be death and dissolution. Onlookers knew that after experiencing a death, he figured it out. The so-called freedom of casual cultivators that I pursued in my previous life was nothing but false freedom. The great road is fair. If you want freedom, how can you not pay the price?
So in this life, he decided not to follow the path of his previous life. Either join a sect or establish a cultivating family. After all, you need some reliable helpers to go further on the road.
"Zongmen...chi."
The path of joining a sect is basically not feasible. According to what Li Qingfeng had seen in his previous life, the sect liked to accept children who had just turned five and had their spiritual roots detected, rather than casual cultivators like him who became a monk halfway and brought their own cultivation. On the other hand, even if he joins the sect as a casual cultivator, it is probably difficult for him to become a disciple that the sect focuses on cultivating. He will most likely become the "cornerstone" of the sect and contribute to its prosperity.
On the contrary, although there are various disadvantages and difficulties in establishing a cultivating family, the cohesion of the family is always stronger than that of the sect, and since it is started from scratch, no one will ask about his skills, identity, etc. The so-called difficulty is nothing more than the four words "Wealth Couple Dharma Land".
He was a casual cultivator in his previous life, and he knew a little bit about refining weapons, elixirs, talismans, and formations. These can become a source of income for the family. He also has no shortage of skills. The skills in his mind are enough to support a medium-sized immortal cultivating family... and the remaining ones are "couples" and "land", which are the so-called population and territory. This needs more work. think about it.
"Let's first aim at establishing a cultivating family."
Just as he was thinking about it, Li Qingfeng was almost at the door of his house. It was already bright at this time, and he could hear the sound of reading in the distance. The door to the yard was open, and there seemed to be a little head dangling next to the door.
"Three...brother!"
As soon as the little figure saw him, she jumped out excitedly, calling her third brother in a milky voice. This is Li Qingqing, the seventh sister of Li Qingfeng, born from the same mother.
"Qingqing...hey", Li Qingfeng caught his little sister with an unnatural smile on his face.
More than a month ago, he was still a lonely Ruoshui Sanren who struggled for survival every day. Now a little girl suddenly appeared who was so clinging to him. Naturally, he was not very used to it. Fortunately, the original owner of this body had a relatively cold personality and didn't like to talk. If he had a cheerful and lively personality, Ruoshui Sanren, who had just died once, would definitely cause trouble.
One thing is quite strange. Seventh sister Li Qingqing is not afraid of him at all. Even when she was just reborn with evil energy, she was... more sticky?
After carrying Li Qingqing into the hospital, Li Qingfeng closed the door and prepared to have breakfast.
Having said that, Li Qingfeng is quite interested in his name. The people in Lijia Village are basically uneducated farmers or hunters, and most of their names are Li Ergou, Li Shitou, etc. But when it comes to their family, they are Li Qingyuan and Li Qingfeng... I heard from family members that his father When Li Wen was young, he met a blind fortune teller who said that Li Wen's children lacked water in their five elements, so they were all given names with water in them. According to family members, Li Qingfeng was originally going to be named Li Qingfeng, but he was worried that he was not stable enough, so he changed his name to Li Qingfeng.
Thinking of this, the corners of Li Qingfeng's mouth raised slightly.
If the five elements are short of water, his main spiritual root is water, as was the case in his previous life.
"Feng'er, where have you been? You haven't had breakfast yet?"
The speaker was Li Qingfeng's mother, Liu Qiniang, who was the daughter of a family in the county. Li Wen traveled abroad when he was young, and it was then that he met Liu Qiniang. Liu Qiniang's father saw that Li Wen was educated, down-to-earth, and his family had some modest means. He was from a respectable family, so he married his daughter to him.
"Not yet. Mom, has my little sister eaten?"
Li Qingfeng asked while putting Li Qingqing down.
"No, this girl is clinging to you and insisting on waiting for you to come back."
As she spoke, she entered the kitchen. Liu Qiniang made two bowls of rice porridge and handed them to Li Qingfeng, asking him and Li Qingqing to eat with a few plates of side dishes.
"There is a caravan coming from the county town today. Your father wants you to follow your elder brother to see and see the world. Your grandfather also means the same."
"I know, mother."
To be honest, Li Qingfeng was really not used to calling Liu Qiniang his mother at first. However, in his previous life, he was called Ruoshui Sanren because of his smooth conduct. Furthermore, regardless of whether this is seizing a body or rebirth, since he does not want to follow the same path of his previous life, then he is Li Qingfeng in this life. This must be made clear. Otherwise, you will leave flaws in your Taoist heart and add obstacles to your future path.
After eating, I caught up with my father Li Wen walking out of the private school nearby to drink water. Li Qingfeng waved his hand and let the little sister go and play by herself - the Li family's children started to learn to read at the age of six, and Li Qingqing was only five years old, not yet old enough to read. He stood up and went to greet him.
"father."
"Yes." Li Wen nodded. His concubine Wang quickly brought a cup of tea for him to drink. Li Qingfeng called his aunt. She smiled at Li Qingfeng, took the empty tea cup and left.
After moistening his throat, Li Wen said: "Feng'er, your uncle's caravan is here today. You can follow them to learn something and gain experience."
"Okay", Li Qingfeng nodded.
"Yes." Li Wen nodded and added, "You have been getting up very early this month. Dad knows that you have your own ideas, but remember to tell dad if anything happens."
Li Qingfeng nodded, his heart moving slightly: "I understand, Dad."
