Lin Yifan and the second uncle returned home. When the second uncle smelled the scent of spicy rabbit, his eyes began to shine.

He picked up the bowls and chopsticks that Li Xiuhua had prepared, pulled a bunch of rabbit meat, stuffed his head into his mouth, making his whole mouth bulge.

"Good times, good times..." While eating, the second uncle exclaimed vaguely.

The second uncle stopped until he swallowed all the rabbit meat in his mouth.

"The taste of this rabbit meat is absolutely amazing. I have lived for more than 90 years and haven't eaten such delicious rabbit meat. Could it be that this rabbit has become a sperm?"

The second uncle stared at the rabbit meat in the basin with bright eyes and said.

"Uncle Second, you are here again. What kind of monsters are there? If you want me to say that this rabbit breed is better."

Lin Qixian was not interested in what he said to the second uncle at all.

He has been running all over the mountains since he was a child and has never seen any monsters before. It would be strange if he could believe what the second uncle said.

"Boy Xian, when did I miss what I said? You don't believe it yet. I want to piss me to death!"

When the second uncle heard this, he blew his beard and stared at him.

"The coffin is still there, whoever believes is a fool." Lin Qixian muttered.

"You...you are so angry!" The second uncle almost fainted when he saw Lin Qixian still tearing his platform.

"Uncle Second, please calm down. Don't be as good as him. You don't know his temper. You will suffer a loss in your whole life."

Seeing that the second uncle was in a wrong state, Li Xiuhua quickly reached out and patted the second uncle on the back to help him calm down.

"Second uncle, my father doesn't believe me. Just tell me something weird." Lin Yifan said when he saw the opportunity was right.

"You are a college student, how could you be interested in monster things? You can't just coax me, right?" The second uncle said strangely.

The younger the person, the less he believes in these strange things, the more he is. Lin Yifan's words are abnormal.

Lin Yifan smiled bitterly when he heard this.

If it were before, he would definitely not believe these things.

But now, the inheritance of the immortals is in his mind, and he can't help but believe it.

However, this reason cannot be told to the second uncle. Lin Yifan can only change the reason: "I am watching Stories from a Chinese Studio recently and I think it's quite interesting, so I want to ask."

"It's not surprising to watch Stories from a Chinese Studio."

"Actually, the weirdos written in the Stories from a Chinese Studio are half true and half false."

"The genius is not that strong, and it is even more impossible to turn into a human form, but he still has the ability. It is no problem to harm a village with a deeper knowledge."

The second uncle accepted Lin Yifan's reason and talked freely.

"Ah, what should I do if that monster really harms the village?" Lin Yifan silently wrote down the information the second uncle said, and asked as if he was worried.

"Of course, I'm asking the practitioner to come out and subdue demons. How could we humans be afraid of those beasts?" The second uncle said angrily.

"There are really cultivators in this world?" Lin Yifan widened his eyes.

He wasn't pretending, he was really a little surprised. It turned out that he was not the most unique one.

"There are, but there are only a few, and this world is not suitable for practitioners to survive."

When the second uncle heard this, he suddenly felt relieved and looked very lonely.

"Then Mr. Second Master, are you a cultivator?" Lin Yifan stared at the second master and asked.

"Of course... no, I was lazy when I was learning art with my master. I thought it was troublesome to practice. I didn't learn it after learning some Feng Shui hexagrams."

The second uncle showed an awkward look on his face and said embarrassedly.

"That's good." Lin Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.

If the second uncle is a practitioner, then his affairs of the Sutra of Eternal Life will definitely be exposed.

"Why is that okay? I am not a practitioner, are you so happy?" The second uncle's face turned red after hearing this.

The second uncle was very regretful that he failed to embark on the road of cultivation.

Lin Yifan's words hit his pain.

"Second uncle, I don't mean that. The book says that the struggle between practitioners is fierce. Am I afraid something will happen to you?"

Lin Yifan knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly found a supplement.

"You think so, but now there are so few practitioners, and it's too late for everyone to get close to you, so there are so many struggles."

The second uncle's face calmed down and he said softly.

"It would be great if you don't fight." Lin Yifan, who received another important information, was secretly happy.

Lin Yifan has no great ambitions. After obtaining the inheritance of the immortals, he only wants to be a leisurely and relaxed little farmer.

It would be great if those practitioners did not disturb themselves.

"Okay, stop talking about these things. It's like it's really true. Isn't this rabbit meat delicious?"

Lin Qixian was having a lot of fun when he saw his two grandfathers and grandsons chatting, and said impatiently.

"Yes, eat meat, second uncle, please eat more." Lin Yifan, who had gained a lot, happily picked up a large amount of chopstick meat for the second uncle.

The villagers are not as delicate as those in the city, and their appetites are very good.

A large pot of rabbit meat was eaten clean by four people with white rice.

He was very jealous of the rhubarb, and feasted on the leftover rabbit bones, making his stomach round and he happily entered Lin Yifan's room to sleep.

There is no nightlife in the village, so the few people who finished their meal entered the room to sleep soon, and the lively home suddenly became quiet.

Lin Yifan finally found the opportunity to practice the Sutra of Immortality.

The text on the Sutra of Eternal Life is obscure and complicated, and Lin Yifan was confused and had no idea what it was talking about.

Last time he tried to guide his own breath according to his feelings, he suddenly had a slight understanding of the Sutra of Immortality.

However, after being disturbed by Dahuang and interrupted his thoughts, he could not remember anything.

Now that no one is disturbing, Lin Yifan naturally needs to guide his breath again and understand the contents of the Sutra of Eternal Life.

"The Qi sinks into the Dantian and keeps the Jishu..."

According to his feelings, Lin Yifan focused on guiding his own breath. It took him a long time to complete a great circle with difficulty.

"Huh, this practice is really tiring. No wonder the second uncle is lazy and not practicing anymore."

Lin Yifan, who had finished running a large circle, collapsed directly on the bed and kept gasping for breath.

Although Lin Yifan just sat still, he caused huge consumption to his body and spirit during his cultivation.

Just one Zhou Tian consumed all Lin Yifan's energy.

"Hey, what's wrong with my black mud? It's too smelly!"

Lin Yifan, who came to his senses, immediately saw the black mud full of his body, and smelled the confused stench in the room. He immediately pinched his nose and jumped up.
Chapter completed!