Xun Tian walked through the market in the small town. From time to time, people were pointing and scorning. He could only ignore it and take it as he came. He had to adjust his mentality. He would not be as impulsive as his predecessor.

, he often used old mountain pigs to win over others. Not only was he beaten with black nose and face swollen every day, but he was also tricked to death in the end.

Half an hour later, Xun Tian came to a splendid courtyard. The door of the courtyard opened automatically with a creak. With a thought, Xun Tian put away his mount and walked in.

This is the courtyard of his master, and it is also the courtyard of the only nouveau riche in the town. His master Tianpeng Zhenren is one of the top ten masters in Pingyang Town, so although his predecessor was a coward, others did not dare to do evil things to him openly, so

There was still someone covering Xun Tian's head.

"Master, I'm back." Xun Tian called out, but there was no response for a long time. He had to walk to the door, opened it and saw that Master Tianpeng was practicing. His fat body was sitting on the ground, making magic formulas with his hands, and was wrapped in a ball.

Wrapped in the fairy mist, although there is no trace of the fairy spirit, there is still some charm.

Xun Tian stood quietly and watched, his face calm.

After waiting for a long time, Tianpeng Zhenren finished his work, and all the fairy mist was absorbed into his body. After opening his small and narrow eyes, he glanced at Xuntian: "You are back."

"Disciple pays homage to Master." Xun Tian bowed and saluted.

"Well, how's your practice lately?"

Hearing Master Tianpeng's question, Xun Tian quickly responded: "The disciple has trained Huan Huan to the sixth level of body refining according to the master's instructions." Of course, the Huan Huan in Xun Tian's mouth refers to the old wild boar.

"Well, it's not bad. You're still short of the third level before you can be promoted to the celestial body level. When Huanhuan's spiritual wisdom is opened to the first level, you can also obtain its first talent skill at the same time." The old god Tianpeng Zhenren is here.

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Xun Tian was startled. According to the memory left by his predecessor, it seemed that this was the first time he heard Master Tianpeng mention this matter. It turned out that the mount reached the celestial realm and opened its spiritual intelligence. Not only did it possess innate magical powers, but it could also feed back the innate magical powers to its owner.

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"My foolish disciple, dare I ask Master what kind of magical power Huanhuan's innate skill is?" Xun Tian asked curiously.

"How do I know? What's more, this is a secret and cannot be leaked in advance." Master Tianpeng puffed his beard and glared: "I know that you may think that I wronged you when I asked you to take Huanhuan as your mount, but do you know

The origin of Huanhuan?”

Xun Tian was also a little curious, but he didn't ask in a hurry. He heard Master Tianpeng wave his hand: "Let's go cook."

"Yes." Xun Tian nodded. He was only in the period of fasting to immortality, so he still had to eat.

In the world of cultivation, the activities of chopping wood and cooking in daily life are all activities of cultivation. Even walking and talking can be regarded as a kind of cultivation. For example, once there was a true self in the world of cultivation. He only told the truth in his life and relied on his ability to speak the truth.

The rotten tongue caused flowers to fall from the sky, and once allowed hundreds of flowers to bloom in the devil world, but the devil grass did not grow.

Xuntian's daily practice was to chop firewood for cooking, but the firewood he chopped was not ordinary firewood, but the cicada tree in the back mountain. A folk prophet once wrote a folk song: cicadas stop on the cicada tree, and the cicada tree stops.

Cutting down three thousand cicada trees every day, you can know the cicada (Zen) by knowing all the ways. The cicada knows the sound of Zen. Although the ballad is indeed a bit exaggerated, it tells future generations to practice the immortal way diligently and not give up halfway;

The wisdom of the immortal people is endless, and with their hard work day after day, they have created the prosperous world of immortal cultivation today. The task given to Xuntian by Master Tianpeng is to cut down three cicada trees every day.

Of course, you have to cook after chopping firewood, otherwise how much can you do with chopping wood? And the meal Xun Tian cooked was no ordinary meal. He had to go down to the bottom of the Peach Blossom Pond, which is as deep as a thousand feet, to fish for peach blossom fish, and it was supplemented by the Baoshan Mountain, which was as high as 100 feet.

The thousands of years of snow on the peak is turned into water, which is what Tianpeng Zhenren calls the so-called authentic boiled fish.

The predecessor Xuntian could only cook a meal of boiled fish every six months, but now Xuntian can do it in half a month. This allowed his personal cultivation to increase to the fourth level of body refining in half a year, and even those who followed him could do it.

Huan Huan, who climbed Baoshan Mountain and often ate delicacies, had also reached the ninth level of body refining, and was only one step away from breaking through to the celestial body level.

So the group of cultivators who had been mocking Xun Tian for riding a pig no longer looked at him with mocking eyes, but instead said in a sarcastic tone: "Look, that guy riding a pig is climbing the Treasure Mountain again."

Although the trash in their mouths was replaced by a guy, Xun Tian still had the urge to vomit blood. If Huan Huan, who had been eating mountain delicacies all day long, had not been looking forward to the magical skills that he fed back to him after breaking through the celestial body realm, he would have really had the urge to do so.

The thought of leaving Huanhuan on the top of Baoshan Mountain without asking any questions.

Another half year passed, and Xun Tian entered the age of sixteen. Of course, this does not include his mental age. His cultivation level has also been promoted to the seventh level of body refining, and he has basically left behind less than half of the young people of his generation in the town.

Looking at Xun Tian's progress over the past year, most of the cultivators who had ridiculed and ridiculed him had shut up. Most of them could not hide their surprise, because Xun Tian was no longer inferior to them, and only a few were at a slightly higher level.

People who were taller than Xun Tian looked at him coming back from Baoshan with hatred, and said in a hateful tone: "Look, this guy riding a pig has reached the seventh level of body refining, and he doesn't know what he went through on Baoshan.

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Xun Tian rode Huan Huan and passed in front of them. Looking at Huan Huan's humming and naive appearance, he no longer felt embarrassed. On the contrary, he felt very friendly.

Xun Tian still felt a little nauseous when he thought that he used kindness to describe his feelings for an old sow. But then again, could he really be biased against the word old sow?

Now that Huanhuan is on the verge of bankruptcy, Xun Tian is also looking forward to it. What kind of surprise will Huanhuan bring him?

Xun Tian felt a little happy while eating the delicious boiled fish. He thought that after staying in this other world for more than a year, he missed his homeland somewhat. Unless he became a true immortal cultivator, he really might not be able to return to Earth.

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After finishing the peach blossom fish, Xuntian felt warm all over his body. This feeling was very strange and wonderful. It was as if he was the only one left in the world. He was immersed in this wonderful feeling and the time passed by.

Click past, until three days later, Xun Tian seemed to wake up from a big dream. When he looked at his cultivation level, he discovered that he had crossed two realms in a row to reach the ninth level of body refining, and was only one step away from the celestial body realm.

Soon, Xun Tian came to his senses and realized that he might have realized the truth accidentally, but Master Tianpeng seemed to have noticed it and walked over.

"Tian'er, you can no longer eat peach fish from now on. I see that as your cultivation improves, your ability to catch fish increases. Now I am afraid that you have eaten eighty-one peach fish, reaching the number of ninety-nine.

If you eat it, you may encounter obstacles from heaven and demons. From today on, you can go to the town to find people to discuss the Tao. Remember, if you can win, fight, and if you can't, run away."

"Master, aren't you afraid that your apprentice will lose his life if he offends people he shouldn't offend?" Xun Tian was dumbfounded after hearing this. Why the hell is there a master who instigates his apprentice to cause trouble everywhere? When he thought of his predecessor Xun Tian, ​​he didn't know who he was betrayed by.

He was still frightened when Black Hand was thrown into the grass like a wild dog. If there was not a breath left for his soul to possess him, I am afraid that his soul would not be able to perfectly fit with his body when he came to another world.

Just listen to Tianpeng Zhenren's domineering side words: "As long as I am here, let me see who dares to kill them all?"

Seeing Master Tianpeng sitting upright, Xun Tian bowed and performed the apprenticeship ceremony: "Disciple, I will obey the master's orders."

Master Tianpeng waved his sleeves: "Go ahead, fighting is also a kind of practice. As my disciple, since you dare to cause trouble in Pingyang Town, you are naturally not afraid of it."
Chapter completed!