Hualien Mountain has a continuous mountain range, but the three main peaks are directly penetrated into the sky. No one can do this to flatten the main peak and build a temple to live in it, saying that it will destroy luck.

The disciples of Hualien Mountain either dig caves or built huts to live in their own lives. The Buddhist practice emphasizes peace. Although there are some precepts, they are actually relaxed and free. This is the life pursued by the Buddhist practice.

There are clear water streams in the mountain, terraces and plantations, and countless wild animals and monsters in the vast sea of ​​demons. If it weren't for the suppression of a group of monks from Hualien Mountain, the group of evil animals in the sea of ​​demons could make the South China Sea uneasy. There are tens of acres of fertile land outside the mountain. Hualien Mountain has completely self-organized and self-sufficient.

At this moment, the sun is shining brightly, and the Hualien Mountain is full of vitality. The physical practitioners are tossing and chasing everywhere, even if they are real meditation, they will walk around. In addition to the need to retreat when they break through the state, they should be better in daily life. If they go to retreat, they will not become fools. Cultivation is not only for a temporary state, but also the great way in the heart of every practitioner. They also hope to live a better place.

The farmland is planted with spiritual valleys, or they are just ordinary food at all, but the spiritual energy of the Ming Dynasty is rich, and Hualien Mountain is full of earth veins and qi seas, so these grains become spiritual valleys. This is a gift. In the words of the old monk Yihai, this is a kind of "fate". Born in different realms is an unfair thing in itself, just like thousands of cultivators in Hualien Mountain. They need to work hard every day, rather than practicing with peace of mind like disciples.

Cultivator is an ordinary person in the realm where there is insufficient spiritual energy. He is sold to every corner of the cultivation world by cultivators. Wherever people are needed, there will be a soldier in the cultivation world. The status of the cultivator is low, and their experience is sad. Unless they can struggle to cultivate a considerable strength and be noticed by the master, they will always be a cultivator.

Hualien Mountain has a lot of industries, especially so many fields require manpower, so there are so many cultivators. However, in Hualien Mountain, these cultivators can at least live like one person. Perhaps, this is their "fate".

Xiunu can be seen everywhere working hard. They are carefully cultivating every piece of land, picking away small stones, crushing the sticky soil, uprooting the newly sprouted weeds, or cooperating with the little monks in Hualien Mountain to use magic to apply rain and fertilize. In short, they are like a group of ants, working hard forever, doing their best every effort, and working diligently.

At the same time, they kept praying in their hearts to their former faith, praying that they could cultivate to a higher level, praying that their compatriots from the same realm as them would have the same good luck as them. Compared with most of the cultivators, their luck is really great, so every effort they made is to make themselves more at ease in this land. This is their wish, a trivial wish, but so eager.

The young monks who are busy operating farmland are all disciples of the "Ling" generation, which is the new generation who just started last year. They worshipped under the "Yideng" monk and just learned some small magic tricks of rain and fertilization, which happened to be used here.

The monk Yideng is a typical meditation practice. He is thin and vigorous and spiritual. He is under his control of the Linggu spirit grass in Hualien Mountain. It is said that Yideng once obsessed with "every grass and every tree has spirits", and later he realized that "everything is born with spirits". His Zen cultivation is unfathomable. At least he was drunk and did not dare to explore his old background. However, Yideng likes to manipulate and manage, so the disciples of the "Ling" generation are busy, and their figures are always indispensable in the farmland and plantations of Hualien Mountain.

Hualien Mountain has the highest generation now, and Yizhu is only one of the "Yi" generation. The most strange thing is here, which is clearly only a dozen people. However, when someone wants to figure out how many people it is, whether it is counting with his fingers or writing on paper, he is always confused in the end. As long as the result is reached, it is as dark as someone blows out a candle and cannot see through it. Even Yizhu doesn't know how many people it is. It's just that the old monk Yihai once said proudly that it was the ancestor who had already ascended to the immortals to trick him, and it was caused by a bet with someone on a whim!

There are still time, wisdom, enlightenment, enlightenment, mystery... wisdom, Dharma, spirit, many, many, Yizhu can't remember it clearly. Every generation of disciples is accompanied by the word "Yi", and Yizhu is under the word "Fa". They are three years ago, an old monk in Hualien Mountain claimed that he had not yet come down the mountain and was personally in charge of the disciples recruited by Yizhu. There are quite a lot of people, more than two hundred. Regardless of meditation and physical practice, Yizhu will accept all of them.

The disciples of the "Fa" generation and Yizui are both very lively monks. They always appear in some strange places to do strange things. For example, now, several body cultivators are desperately hitting the mountain with their bodies, cracks spreading upwards. Several deep depressions have appeared in the impact place, and stones of different sizes are swelling, hitting them with grin and refusing to stop, because Master Yizui said that after taking a medicine bath, he would have to take a bath.

In this barbaric way, they absorbed spiritual energy and laid a solid foundation, so they were deceived by their fellow disciples here to open up mountains for them. Then some disciples picked up scattered stones and split them into square stones with their palms. The palms were also swollen, and those meditators kept praising their brothers for their amazing power, talent and power... and the root of everything was that their cunning meditative meditatives wanted to build a small house a little bigger.

Of course, they were also very kind to worship Yizui. At least after expanding their house, they would also help these brothers who practice physical cultivation expand their houses and use some magic to stabilize the house. Especially in meditation, there are some female disciples who shouted while cheering on the side. They all screamed and were full of power.

Physical practice is used to open mountains and split stones to do hard work, exercise physical strength, and meditation practice is waiting to build a house to improve one's cultivation. Building a house is a killing two birds with one stone. In addition, you can live more comfortably in the future. The eyes of these unscrupulous disciples of the "Fa" generation are shining with divine light, and even those physical practices are full of energy.

Just at the foot of the hill, a large piece of land was connected into a flat piece. The gravel was shaken into stone powder, and then it was compacted with great force. Then it was used to perform a solid earth technique. A piece of intact ground appeared. Dozens of disciples of the "Fa" generation were colliding and running hard. It was vaguely seen that a ball-shaped object under their feet was rolling. There was no rule at all. Only two pitifully small door frames stood opposite each other, and they could not score a ball for a long time. The only thing they could feel was the passionate breath in the field, full of youthful vitality.

The magic weapon took a slow step, walked past the place where the junior brothers gathered, and nodded from time to time and greeted him. He was the oldest disciple of the Fazi generation, three years older than Yizui, and his talent for cultivation was also quite outstanding. He was the first to reach the peak of foundation building and undoubtedly became the eldest brother of the Fazi generation. When he could not find a drunken figure on weekdays, he was the agent of the Fazi disciples.

The magic weapon is now only one step away from being able to step into the ranks of the genital monks, and he is not in a hurry. Master Yizui said that laying a foundation and making a breakthrough naturally is more promising than those who are eager to achieve success. Although he was a little doubtful in his heart whether Master Yizui was worried that he would be surpassed and lose face, his small idea could only be kept in his heart. Yizui's barbarity and terror are still deeply imprinted in his heart. It is obvious that Yizui is much more powerful than him, and the idea of ​​surpassing Yizui can only be imagined in his heart.

The brothers and brothers are still very hardworking. Although there is some suspicion of playfulness, the intensity of cultivation is there, and you can see progress every day. Most of them have successfully built the foundation. This is a very remarkable achievement. In the cultivation world, building the foundation means standing on the top of the vast majority of people. Their lives will be much better than those at the bottom. Moreover, they are still young, and they still have a long life to pursue the peak of cultivation and become a monk of Killing Pills or even a Nascent Soul. They are still young, who can say it correctly?

What's more, Yizui is like a guiding light, illuminating the direction for them to move forward, especially the upgraded version of Dada Dali Kwanggang Pills that the magic weapon is now to receive. It is simply the most effective pill that the magic weapon has ever seen. You can clearly feel the progress of your cultivation once a month. You may not be able to break through the layer of visible thin paper this time and become a respectable meridian monk. In that way, his status at home will be improved a lot. The first truth that Yizui taught them is that strength is the hard truth!

The magic weapon slowly passed by and walked towards the small hill that looked a little lonely not far away. The disciples of the Fazi generation suddenly felt that they had endless strength in their bodies. They could enjoy that each master of the "Yi" generation has some benefits for their disciples. Whoever eats the effect of the "Yi" generation exclusively developed by Yizui knows that their average cultivation level is almost up to the disciples of the "Hui" generation who entered the door two years earlier than them, especially the disciples who have not yet built a foundation. They were full of hope and hoped to successfully build the foundation this time so as not to have some pressure in their hearts.

The magic weapon respectfully walked up the stone steps. There were not many stone steps, two hundred and ninety-nine floors. After walking many times, the magic weapon became familiar with it. There was a large courtyard on the mountain, which was where Master Yihai lived. When I was drunk and worshipped under the gate of Yihai, I built a small courtyard nearby. The top of the stone steps was the gate of the courtyard. There was a more magnificent stone step on the back of the hill that led directly to Master Yihai's courtyard. A nearby place was the "Tong" generation, the "Xuan" generation, and the territory of their "Fa" generation disciples.
Chapter completed!