Everything returned to calm. Chu An's eyes were flashing with tears. He was already handsome, and with this artistic conception, it made people feel that everything in front of him was a scenery that reminded people of many things.
A long time passed. A long time. Maybe it was dark and dawn again, maybe Chu An was too thoughtful at that moment. When his consciousness became clear, all this seemed to be just a dream. Chu An was the only one left at the bottom of the cave, and there was a pig corpse next to him. , holding a cold and terrifying knife in his hand.
Chu An looked at some sparse vines growing around the cave wall. He walked over and pulled hard to see if the vines could support their own weight.
This vine was much stronger than he thought! Chu An crawled out of the cold cave along the vines. The sky was dim at this time, and he couldn't tell whether it was night or dawn. Anyway, the weather must be very good on this day.
When Chu An returned home, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep without thinking about anything. He slept soundly. When he woke up, the sun was almost setting. Chu An skillfully prepared some food. After filling his stomach, it was already completely dark. He lit a pine oil lamp and sat on the stool that his father used to love to sit on...
Chu An was dull. It was no wonder that Chu An had never had a good conversation with anyone except his parents. Chu An suddenly smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. No one knew what other evil ideas he had come up with to torture those who were about to be captured by him. Caught little animals!
But no, Chu An was just in a daze, and a figure appeared outside the yard. He was dressed in a fairy-like style.
He shouted to Chu An: "Hey, little brother, can I come to your house to ask for a bowl of water to quench my thirst? I have flown for tens of thousands of miles and I am very thirsty!" As he spoke, he smiled mischievously,
Chu An couldn't understand what this guy was saying at all. He only roughly knew that he was thirsty and came to look for water. Chu An came out of the house and walked to the door of the courtyard. The courtyard was actually just made of many wooden stakes stapled into the soil and woven together. An extra 200 square meters of land for growing vegetables was circled in front of the house.
Opening the courtyard door, Chu An led the man asking for water into the house. Chu An poured him a bowl of cold water, and he drank it in one gulp! Then he wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and Chu An glanced at the person who claimed to be himself. He was about the same height as himself, but a little taller than himself. He must be in his forties, and he looks pretty good, but he has a beard.
Before Chu An could speak, the man asked, "What do you call me?"
Chu An answered neatly: "Chu An". He was also very happy. Before Chu An asked him, he said proudly: "My name is Feng Wulin. From now on, as long as you tell me my name outside, everyone in the world of immortality will know it."
When Feng Wulin said this, his thief-like eyes had already been fixed on the half bowl of pheasant meat that Chu An had not finished during dinner.
Chu An saw Feng Wulin's thoughts and said, "I'll warm it up for you."
Feng Wulin said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, okay."
Not long after, the hot pheasant meat came out of the pot again, and Chu An also made him a dish of braised and marinated rabbit meat with potatoes! Soon it was also on the table. You must know that Chu An is an excellent hunter. In the past few years, he has survived by hunting. When he catches a lot, he will take it to the small town to sell it, and he will also use some to make it. into cured bacon.
Feng Wulin enjoyed the meal so much. He said shamelessly, "It would be even better if I had some wine." He glanced sideways at Chu An, like a furtive glance.
Chu An walked to the back door of the room, opened it gently and walked out. He bent down and walked into the cellar, the cellar where his mother had pushed him into!
It turned out that there was wine in the cellar that his father had brewed before. Chu An took a jar of wine and returned to the house. Feng Wulin saw the wine jar in Chu An's hand and snatched it before Chu An handed it to him. He was afraid that Chu An was not for him~ Holding the wine jar with one hand, he opened the wooden lid used to seal the mouth of the jar with the other hand, then he squeezed the body of the jar with both palms, raised his head, raised the wine jar with both hands, and held the mouth of the jar to his mouth. Drink hard. His actions are a bit funny, but he definitely has the drinking style of an old drunkard!
Others have been drunk for three rounds, but Feng Wulin has been drunk for more than half a jar! He has begun to feel drunk, but this is just drunk, not drunk yet, no! It’s because I’m not addicted to alcohol yet! He put the wine jar on Zhuo, and then started chatting with Chu An about some trivial matters!
While chatting and drinking, he began to introduce the process of cultivating immortals to Chu An, "It can be roughly divided into entry, Nascent Soul, Condensation Pill, Dacheng, and then you will transcend the tribulation and transform into an immortal. If you fail to survive the tribulation, it means that you will be reduced to ashes. Twelve heavenly thunders will blast you into rubbish! Some cultivators are afraid that they will not be able to successfully overcome the tribulation, so they choose not to survive the tribulation and evolve into immortals. People who become immortals can also practice to become gods. The level of immortals is, immortal , Jinxian, Daluo Jinxian, finally reach the level of cultivation and become gods, and some Daluo Jinxian become immortals... Gods are aloof existences, of course immortals are also very powerful!"
Chu An was listening intently, and the girl suddenly said, "Brother Chu An, I think your good physique is a good material for cultivating immortals, so I will teach you how to get started now."
Feng Wulin took off a ring from his hand and asked Chu An to put it on. He told Chu An that this was the Cunxu ring. Every cultivator has one. After joining the sect, the head of the sect will give one to his disciples. This is used to carry weapons, daily necessities, etc. Of course, some Cunxu Rings can hold a lot of things because they have a large space.
Feng Wulin chuckled and said, "I'll give you this. It's a little too small, so just make do with it!"
Then he passed on the (deposit and withdrawal) formula of Cunxu Jie to Chu An, and also took the introductory method of cultivating immortals and gave it to Chu An. In fact, it was just a sword manual for mortals to practice swordsmanship, and it couldn't be simpler.
While talking, Feng Wulin took two more sips of wine, then sat on the chair and fell asleep soundly. Seeing that he had fallen asleep, Chu An got up and went to his bedroom to take out the Nitian Cunxu Ring mantra from his pillow and tried it. He was really able to put it into the Cunxu Ring, and it disappeared and appeared in his hand in an instant. Chu An also put his beloved dagger in it. After tinkering for a while, Chu An also lay on the bed and gradually fell asleep.
Feng Wulin woke up early the next morning and looked at the half-jar of wine on the table that had not yet been finished. He was about to put the wine into the Cunxu ring, but he touched the little finger of his left hand and there was another Cunxu ring. He had already given it away. With others, he patted his head in annoyance, left some scraps of money on the table, stood up and left. Although he is a dispensable and unknown person in the world of immortality, he has the loyalty of a mortal, a loyalty of pure gold.
