Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

　　East Floating Mountains stretch for thousands of kilometers, with undulating peaks and towers.

　　 There are Tianhe roaring down in the mountains, clouds and mist rolling like the sea, spirit birds soaring in the sky, and dense forests, fairy tales and bells.

　　 The immortal family is born with good weather and good luck.

　　 This is one of Jingguo's three major immortal sects, the site of Dongfuzong.

　　 In that handyman's place, in a medicine field, a young man in Jinhui is seriously weeding and fertilizing the medicinal materials.

　　 "Blood-increasing fruit for half a year, one or two ashes..."

　　 "An orchid for a year, one or two ashes..."

　　 "Three months of blood Ganoderma lucidum, two or two columbaria..."

　　......

　　 Yang is not easy to carry the wooden barrel, while sprinkling the ashes, while meditating.

　　 After spreading the ashes, he carried the bucket and walked to the pool to fetch water.

　　 "Two years of Brahma flowers, half a scoop of water..."

　　 "A year of green ox gall, a scoop of water..."

　　 "Herbal epimedium for half a year, without water..."

　　......

　　 Two hours later, everything was done, Yang Buyi smiled and stretched out.

　　 He looked around and found that none of the other teenagers had completed the task, so he sat down on a stone not far away, and slowly looked at the "Encyclopedia of Medicinal Materials" in his arms.

　　 "Brother Di Yi, why are you so fast every time?"

　　 Aside, a teenager noticed that Yang Buyi was sitting leisurely reading a book, shouting with a hint of envy, jealousy and hatred.

　　 Yang is not easy to look up, and see him flipping through the "Encyclopedia of Medicinal Materials" with one hand, frowning and muttering: "Mu Linghua sprinkled one or two columbine? Do I remember it is not two columbine?"

　　 He was babbling, watching and doing it, so it looked like that Yang couldn’t easily shook his head and couldn’t help saying:

　　 "You, it's been three years, can't you remember the amount of ashes required for these medicinal materials?"

　　 "No! There are thousands of medicinal materials here, can this be written down?"

　　 Lin Yuxuan raised his head and looked at Yang Buyi with suspicion, "Brother Buyi, don’t tell me, do you remember everything?"

　　 "Use snacks, you can always remember." Yang Buyi raised his hand and shook the "Medical Materials" with a smile.

　　 "Isn't it... You really remembered everything?" Lin Yuxuan was surprised.

　　 "It's not that you can't remember, but you don't want to remember." Yang Buyi saw that the other teenagers also looked over with surprise and said, "I guess you have the same thoughts."

　　 "Brother is not easy to learn, he likes to specialize in research, and his accomplishments in cultivating medicinal materials are not comparable to us." A teenager laughed.

　　 "Well, who wants to remember this stuff? It's not about being here for a lifetime. After three years, we will all go home tomorrow. In the future, some people in the family will cultivate medicinal materials."

　　The talking boy paused, looked at Yang Buyi, and joked, "Brother Buyi, don’t you want to go back to be a medicinal material trainer, do you?"

　　 "Hahaha..." The teenagers laughed.

　　 "I have nothing to do, I will remember when I look at it. You guys, instead of resisting it, why not embrace it. In fact, being a handyman is also fun to be a handyman." Yang Buyi laughed.

　　 "Oh, it's still not easy to live out of a high state. In the same sect, when I think of others cultivating immortals, and I am weeding and dusting ashes here, my heart feels panicked. How can I remember the knowledge of medicinal materials."

　　 "Envy, why don't you have no spiritual roots!"

　　 "Hurt! You are the same people who have fallen into the world, don't say such things that make me sad, don't your heart hurt?"

　　 "It's hard for everyone, just go home with a fairy skin!"

　　 Everyone heard the words and shook their heads, their eyes dimmed, with a trace of unwillingness, and a trace of confession!

　　 In the world, they are all respected family princes, but because they don’t have spiritual roots, they can only be handymen weeding in this East Fuzong.

　　Eastern Fuzong’s handyman disciple is only the bottom of the sect, but when he leaves the sect, he is a gilded and silvered immortal disciple with a noble status.

　　 They stayed in the sect for three years, and when they returned, they were the best heirs to the clan chief.

　　 can put on the fairy skin of Dongfuzong disciple, no matter what you do in the future, there will be endless benefits.

　　 After all, they know that there is no hope of cultivating immortals. They are not here to be handymen, but to plate immortals, make friends, open doors, and establish a social circle that is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

　　 The classes in this world are cruel. They have been shaped since the beginning. The top level among mortals will always be their mortal forces.

　　 And above the mortal power is the cultivation family, and above the cultivation family is the Xiuxian sect.

　　 The founders of the Xiuzhen family are almost all from the Xiuxian sect, and ninety-nine percent of the disciples recruited by the Xiuxian sect are from the Xiuzhen family, which is a closed loop.

　　Because... mortals will never be able to cultivate!

　　Because...the descendants of mortals will never be born with spiritual roots.

　　Dogner’s interpretation of performance in this world has reached the extreme, and blood inheritance is the most important in this world.

　　 Ordinary people want to counterattack, but the ancestor's grave smokes, and the fairy gives birth to heirs. This is similar to the story of the Three Madonnas and Liu Chenxiang.

　　 This is the other ten-point ten-percent fate!

　　 But this kind of fairyland will not appear once in hundreds or maybe thousands of years, it is too rare.

　　 How can there be so many fairy tales in love with mortals in this world?

　　 That's just the comfort of mortals.

　　 Yang Buyi, these children of aristocratic families who have no spiritual roots, come to this Immortal Cultivation Sect to plate a fairy skin and go back, even if they have completed the task.

After 　　, they are the agents of the sect in the secular world, and the defenders of the secular order.

　　 Mortals, mortal forces, cultivating families, cultivating sects, this is the solidified class of this world.

　　The way of living and the relationship of interest are the basic rules of this world!

　　 It is more difficult for a mortal to break this kind of solidified class than to climb to the sky. Almost from birth, he is doomed in his entire life. How to live and what to live can be predicted.

　　 But Yang Buyi is unwilling to go through a journey, if mediocre for a hundred years, wouldn’t he want it?

　　 He didn't see the loss and sigh of other people in his eyes. Looking at the endless clouds above his head like a sea like a sea, his heart became wider and wider.

　　Because... he has the secret of hope in him!

　　 "Plating fairy skin? No, I want to... please that way to become a fairy!"

　　 He subconsciously touched his chest.

　　 There is a utensil there, one that comes with him, one that he has tried for many years, and one that can change his destiny...

　　 Every time he touches his chest, his handsome features will show a hopeful smile. Whenever he smiles like this, his own unique ethereal and self-confidence will quietly appear in his eyes.

　　 "Look, a brother is here!"

　　 Just as everyone was talking, there were five white rainbows galloping in the sky not far away.

　　 Looking closer, five outer disciples wearing white mysterious clothes, Yujian, flew up.

　　 Their clothes are fluttering, like the sun in the morning light, passing through the haze, pulling away the clouds, and bringing light.

　　 Of the five people who came, the male was beautiful and the female was as beautiful as a fairy.

　　 They fell to the ground, snapped their fingers and retracted their swords, floating like a fairy, with an indescribable beauty.

　　 The five people stood there, standing out like a group of chickens. The difference in status and status made the many handyman disciples invisibly shorter, and subconsciously put on a flattering smile on their faces.

　　 "Brother, Senior Sister!" everyone shouted.

　　 "Brothers!" Not far away, a white-haired old man saw the five people on the ground and ran over with an extremely enthusiastic smile.

　　 "You are the handyman here, I'll pick some medicinal materials, and you can send someone to fetch it for me."

　　 A handsome young man took out a piece of paper with the name of the medicinal material and handed it out.

　　 "It's not easy, you pick it up as written on this." Kang Guanshi took the paper and handed it directly to Yang Buyi.

　　 Yang is not easy to be familiar with the medicine field, and he would normally leave such things to him.

　　 "It's not easy, Yuxuan, it turns out that you are assigned to this medicine field." At this time, a young man who was quite out of the dust saw Yang Buyi and Lin Yuxuan next to him.

　　 "Brother Peng!" Yang Buyi and Lin Yuxuan saw this young man early, but they were low-profile and inconvenient to cling to. They only shouted respectfully when the young man took the initiative to speak.

　　 The young man in front of him is named Peng Ye, who comes from the Peng family, one of the two major repair families in Pingyang City, and he is very kind.

　　 "Brother, do you know these two people?" the leader young man asked.

　　 "Yes, we are fellow villagers, the sect who came together three years ago."

　　 Peng Ye smiled and looked at the beautiful girl beside him, "Sister Xiaoxiao also knows them. We are all fellow villagers."

　　 Han Xiaoxiao is cold and holy, between her brows, there is a three-point cold arrogance, wearing a white dress, it seems that she is like a cold plum and proud snow, which is not to be profaned.

　　 Known as the number one beauty in Pingyang City, she glanced at the two Yang Buyi faintly, and said, "I know, but I'm not familiar with it!"

　　 The high goddess, being able to say the word "knowledge" has already made Yang Buyi "a great honor" for the two, and even some handymen cast envy in their eyes.

　　 Han Xiaoxiao paused, seeming to feel that Peng Ye was a little verbose, and said in a cold tone, "Brother Li is still in a hurry to get this medicinal material. You can ask them to get it."

　　 "It's okay!" Senior Brother Li waved his hand lightly.

　　 "Brother, I'm going now!" Yang Buyi saw that Han Xiaoxiao's pretty face was impatient, and he turned around to gather medicinal herbs for fear of offending them.

　　 After a while, he picked up the medicinal materials and came back and gave them to the senior Li.

"It's not easy, Yuxuan, it's been three years, and you didn't say to come and gather with me. You will leave the sect tomorrow. You can accept these two aura pills. You can't absorb the aura, you have this aura pill. It will be easier to cultivate to the innate realm in the future."

　　 Peng Ye said with a flick of his finger, and two elixirs popped out quickly.

　　 Han Xiaoxiao glanced at the two of them faintly, and said bluntly: "They are a waste of mortals taking Reiki Pills, and the mere congenitals are just a few years longer."

　　 There is a kind of arrogant superiority between her words and expressions, but everyone feels that there is nothing wrong with what she said.

　　 Mortals have lived for hundreds of years, but their cultivators in the Qi state can live for two to three hundred years.

　　 The superiority brought by such strengths really can only make people envious.

　　 "Brother, this is your cultivation medicine, we can't ask for it." Yang Buyi glanced at Lin Yuxuan.

"It's okay! We are fellow villagers, I naturally want to take care of them. Moreover, your family has made a lot of contributions to my Peng family. This is what you deserve. In the future, my Peng family will need you to bother a lot." Peng Ye smiled lightly. .

　　 "That... thank you brother!" Yang Buyi and Lin Yuxuan looked at each other, and he also heard what he meant. He stopped talking and accepted the medicine.

　　 "Yeah." Peng Ye nodded.

　　 "Then let's go!" In the next moment, the five seniors surnamed Li had a flash of inspiration, sacrificed their flying swords, and galloped away through the air. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Flying sword shuttled between the clouds and mist, Han Xiaoxiao glanced at Peng Ye, and said: "It's not bad that you usually bother to manage those brothers, and these two mortals are also worthy of your elixir?"

　　 "My Peng family's secular industry still needs their two families to take care of it. Naturally, we have to give some benefits so that they can do their best." Peng Ye smiled slightly.

　　 "It's just a mortal force. In order to be able to establish a relationship with the cultivation family like me, it broke their heads. It is their lifelong blessing to be able to do things for the cultivation family like me. How can they dare to slack off?" Han Xiaoxiao said coldly.

　　 "That's how it is said, but only one spiritual pill can buy their lifelong sincerity, why not?"

Peng Ye then slowly said, "There are unpredictable circumstances. Two hundred years ago, my Peng family encountered an enemy that was nearly extinct. Fortunately, the mortal forces who supported my Peng family desperately hid my Peng family’s ancestor who was a baby at the time. The Peng family was able to survive and avenge the death of the year."

　　 "That's why you got caught up? Didn't they save your ancestors in greed for prosperity and wealth? Do you think they were sincere?" Han Xiaoxiao said disapprovingly.

Peng Ye was startled, and smiled sideways: "Sister Han can understand it this way. I also follow the ancestral motto in doing this. My ancestor of the Peng family once said, "Be kind to others and treat others modestly." The family accumulates good fortune and virtue."

　　 "It seems that your ancestor of the Peng family really left a shadow back then." Senior Brother Li smiled sideways.

"Isn't it? His ancestor of the Peng family is afraid that his strength and identity are the root of everything. Just like a secular country, the prince who has changed dynasties is always supported by people, and it is nothing more than his identity and status." Han Xiaoxiao echoed with a smile. .

　　 "Maybe!" Peng Ye smiled non-committal.