Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

　　 "Since Fu Lao is so sincere, any good things will naturally be traded at this Wanbaohang in the future."

　　 Yang did not easily smile at him and left the firm.

　　 Go up with the sword and blend into the night.

　　 When he was far away from the East Floating City, he took out the brocade box containing the psychic wood with a look of joy.

　　 shouted impatiently:

"nourish!"

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　　 [Other cultures]: Ten years of psychic wood is upgraded to 30 years of psychic wood

　　 "Hey, it's done! The items cultivated this time seem to be more valuable than Cloud Wings. Such a 30-year-old psychic wood can sell at least 700 spiritual stones, which is a big profit."

　　 Yang Buyi also learned about psychic woods in the book "The World of Common Practice".

　　 It can be used to build a teleportation array, but it is a consumable that requires more than a hundred years.

　　 can also be used to build a spiritual gathering array. Generally, psychic woods over 20 years old can be used to build a small spiritual gathering array.

　　 is extremely useful, and its natural value is great.

　　 Yang Buyi played with satisfaction for a while, wiped the storage bag, and put it away.

　　 Then he took out a bottle of one yuan pill, took out a pill, and took it directly. The strength of the pill rolled down. After half a cup of tea, it was all refined into the aura of the pill and filled the pill.

　　 Yang Buyi didn't care about it anymore, letting the spiritual vortex transform on its own.

　　 At this moment, the sword is flying in the sky, and his cultivation is constantly improving. This kind of self-cultivation feeling makes Deyang not easy to feel agitated, and a sense of unrestrainedness is born in his heart.

　　 At this moment, he can travel everywhere, make friends, and cultivate immortals at ease.

　　 However, limited by the spiritual roots, he couldn't be so arbitrary. Although he possessed the foundation-building technique, he would not use the high-quality pill to assist his cultivation at all times.

　　 I'm afraid that when the time limit comes, you won't even be able to touch the shadow of the eighth level of Qi training.

　　Ling roots are not enough, only resources can come together!

　　 Otherwise, the limit is a guillotine hanging above your head, which will make you die in peace.

　　 Yang Buyi naturally understands in his heart.

　　 Seeing the direction at this moment, he flew in the direction of Pingyang City.

　　 Jingguo is very big, if you want to describe it, it is as big as three earths.

　　East Fuzong, Qingyunmen, Immortal Valley.

　　 These three immortal cultivating sects occupies one side separately and do not interfere with each other.

　　 Although these secular sites are under the jurisdiction of Jingguo in name, they are in fact segregated by vassals and local autonomy.

Behind 　　 there are more or less the shadow of the cultivation family.

　　 Pingyang City is in the southwest of East Fuzong. It is more than a thousand kilometers away from here.

　　 Yang Buyi flew all the way, and also rushed to Pingyang City the next night.

　　 As soon as he landed, on the head of the city, a city guard quickly spotted him.

　　 "Is it the Shangxian from Dongfuzong?" He shouted respectfully, apparently recognizing Yang Buyi's clothes.

　　 "Yes!" As soon as this came, someone discovered it, and Yang Buyi was a little surprised.

　　 "Hurry up and inform the city lord that the immortal of the Eastern Floating Sect has come to remove the ghosts."

　　 A surprise voice came from a distance.

　　 Yang Buyi was also respectfully invited to the City Lord’s Mansion.

　　 At the gate of the City Lord’s Mansion.

　　 A middle-aged man in Chinese clothes, slightly fatter, with a somewhat majestic face has already been waiting here.

　　 He paced back and forth, peering straight ahead, a sad expression between his brows.

　　 "City Lord, the immortal long is here!"

"Xianzhang!" The middle-aged man looked for his voice, his eyes fixed, and when he saw the clothes Yang Buyi was wearing, his face finally burst into a brilliant smile, the gloomy color was swept away, and he strode forward. We greeted him and shouted respectfully: "Xianzhang, move into the mansion quickly!"

　　 "Hmm!" Yang Buyi nodded.

　　 City Lord’s Mansion, the living room.

　　 City Lord Fu Tiangui is telling Yang Buyi about ghosts.

　　 After he finished speaking, Yang Buyi frowned slightly and said, "This ghost has harmed so many people, don't the people of the cultivation family leave it alone?"

　　Fu Tiangui was taken aback, and quickly said a little stiffly: "Just take care of it! They take care of it, the news of ghosts is what they passed on to Dongfuzong."

　　 Yang is not easy to hear, how can you not know that this is his scruples, the Han and Peng family doing this, isn't it just ignoring?

　　 Yang Buyi also understands in his heart why the two families did this, no one else, it's just his life!

　　The people in the Cultivation Family are the most arrogant and cherish their lives the most.

　　 According to them, each of them is extremely precious, and anyone can create a family of cultivation.

　　Some are more cautious, even if there is a slight risk, they will not take it.

　　 "Did they explore it?" Yang Buyi asked.

　　 "I found it and said it was a little ghost." Fu Tianguilian said.

　　 Yang is not easy to ponder: "In this case, I will go and get rid of it tonight."

　　 The reason why he dared to go right away.

　　 One is that ghosts have never come out during the day, indicating that they are afraid of the sun, no ghosts.

　　 The second is that he has teleport, and his speed is so fast that Li Xu'an, who is practicing Qi at the seventh level, can't react. If he wants to escape, even a ghost can't stop him.

"Xianchang, go tonight? How about a day's rest? Wait for me to contact Peng and Han to see if they can send someone out to help the immortal grow up?" Fu Tiangui's eyes flickered, suggesting, one It is kindness, and the other is that he is afraid of something wrong with this immortal, and that Dongfuzong will be blamed.

　　 Yang couldn't easily see what he was thinking, and shook his head: "No, Peng and Han will definitely not send people out. A kid, I should be able to handle it."

　　The way of cultivating immortals is going against the sky. If you are blindly afraid of death, you will only lose the immortality and sharpness of your body.

　　 Even if these people can get to the step of building a foundation, they will definitely not be able to overcome this "wind disaster" blocking the way!

　　 Building a foundation requires not only the method of foundation building, but also the tribulation!

　　 The spiritual roots of the people in the cultivation family may be good, but it is difficult to appear the master of foundation construction. Once they appear, they will be offered as ancestors.

　　 Cherish life, but it was short-lived in the end, but it was just a few hundred years of ease.

　　 Yang Buyi understood in his heart, at this moment suddenly got up and said: "Lead the way!"

　　 "Okay!" Seeing his face with determination, Fu Tiangui stopped persuading him and walked forward.

Outside the city gate, Fu Tiangui pointed to the official road and said in horror: "Xianlong, this road is two kilometers ahead. There is a random grave on the side of the road. The ghost is there. It specializes in killing people who pass by at night. Now It’s so scared that people don’t dare to go there during the day."

　　 "You go back, I will come as soon as I go." Yang Buyi finished speaking and went up with his sword and disappeared into the dark sky.

　　 "City Lord, do you say this immortal long line?" Aside, a city lord's confidant whispered.

"Although this young man is young, there is sharpness and calmness between his eyebrows. It is okay to think about it. Compared with Peng and Han, the temperament and courage of this young man are a hundred times better than them." Fu Tiangui said two points. Complaining also has three-point disdain.

　　The graveyard is chaotic!

　　 The night here is very dark and dark, darker than other places, as if stained with ink, it is terribly thick.

　　 But there was a faint light in the chaotic graves below. Looking carefully, it turned out to be an oil lamp.

　　Under the oil lamp!

　　 That is a handsome face.

　　He is elegant in a mysterious robe, boots, sitting cross-legged, handsome, holding a book in his left hand, and sometimes smiling.

　　 his face is focused!

　　 In this silent place, even the wind did not dare to scream, there was an elegant young man reading the grave at night, which is really shocking.

　　 If anyone sees this scene, they will be scared to the night for three days.

　　 suddenly!

　　 There was a quiet breeze, and the oil lamp flickered.

　　 "Youth boy, lonely lamp with a single shadow, the night is long, aren't you lonely?"

　　 A red tent fell from the sky, and a quiet sound rang in my ears.

　　 I don't know when, a peerless beauty in a red dress sat and lay next to the boy.

　　 Her short shoulders are half exposed, and her long, white, round legs protrude from under the skirt very seductively, curled up slightly, enchanting, and extremely charming.

　　 "Shoun Lang, you are so handsome!"

　　 She smiled like a flower, softly moving, stretched out her delicate white jade hand and slid the boy's chin, and aired her ears, her face was charming and shy.

　　 "Men and women can't accept the teaching, please respect yourself!" Yang Buyi didn't look at her, but still read the book intently.

　　 "Men and women can't accept it? I don't see you move half a minute?" The woman in the red dress is very white and beautiful, with exquisite makeup, her eyes are fascinating, and she is endlessly charming.

　　 "I said this sentence for you. I am more lustful and can't stand the temptation of others, especially a peerless beauty like you." Yang said difficultly.

　　 "You haven't looked at me, how do you know that I am beautiful?"

　　 "Because you are very fragrant, I guess you must be a beauty." Yang Buyi still didn't look at her.

　　 "Hey! You are an elegant man, I thought you were a fool, I don't know how to pity and cherish jade." The woman in the red dress leaned on his shoulder and smiled wildly.

　　 suddenly!

　　 Her voice suddenly fell cold, and the temperature around her was three minutes colder: "Shoun Lang, are you not afraid of me?"

"afraid?"

　　Yang Buyi suddenly chuckles, "Why should I be afraid? Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts. But the girl shouldn't get too close to me. I'm afraid that my oil lamp will accidentally burn the girl's red dress."

　　 "Hey! You are an interesting person."

　　 The woman in the red dress smiled, then stretched out her hand and slid his cheek, slowly to his chest, and said quietly, "Isn't it beautiful? Why don't you look at me?"

　　 "I dare not look at you!"

　　 "Why?"

　　 "I'm afraid I can't stand your temptation!"

"Yes?"

　　 The woman in the red dress slowly approached her cheeks, and the sound of mosquitoes and flies in his ears, "Shoun Lang, are you lonely?"

　　 "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu, I am not alone!" Yang Buyi said lightly.

　　 "Does the book's Yan Ruyu have my beauty?" The woman in the red dress reached out her hand to support his chin, turned his face arbitrarily, and looked at him affectionately.

　　 "Each has its own beauty, don't generalize!" As You Xiang entered his nose, Yang Buyi still calmly said.

　　 "Then I will let you **** beauty, a beauty that you will never forget!" The woman in the red skirt snatched the scripture and threw it far to the side.

　　 With blurred eyes, he suddenly opened his mouth and kissed his mouth, followed by cheeks, neck, and ears, and the atmosphere was rotten.

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　　 suddenly.

　　 A sharp sword aura shot out from the pink tent, and then a scream of "Ah" came out. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 The red mist disappeared and the red tent disappeared.

　　The boy is still there, but the beauty is gone.

　　 "The beautiful lady is beautiful and fragrant! If you are tender, I would be willing to be that elegant, and chat with you for a night, it's a pity!"

　　 "Unfortunately, if you don't harm the innocent, I won't kill you!"

　　 Yang couldn't easily wipe off the lip marks on his face, reached for the oil lamp, got up and found the scriptures.

　　 Looking at the chaotic graves overgrown with grass, he suddenly lit the scriptures and threw them into the sky, illuminating one side.

　　 "Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, good and evil are from the heart, scholars put the soil in, and the female ghost casts the womb!"

　　 Yang didn't sigh easily. He let the scholar who had been mutilated by the female ghost settle down, and he also paid the chaos of the grave.

　　 City Lord's Mansion.

　　 "It turned out that it was the gathering of yin in the chaotic graves, which gave birth to this female ghost?" Fu Tiangui said in surprise.

　　 "Uncle Fu will send someone to sort out the graves tomorrow, burn incense and burn paper, it can be regarded as the accumulation of blessing and virtue for Pingyang City." Yang Buyi said.

"Okay, I will send someone tomorrow." Fu Tiangui responded immediately, recalling what Yang Buyi had said before, and reacted suddenly, staring at him blankly, "Xianchang, you...you just asked me to pay. .. Uncle Fu?"

　　 "Uncle Fu, it's me!" Yang Buyi smiled slightly and turned back, revealing his original appearance.

　　 "It's not easy, it's you!!" Fu Tiangui was shocked and exclaimed in surprise.

　　 The news that Yang is not easy to kill ghosts spread like wildfire.

　　 The Peng family, the Han family soon learned about this.

　　 "You mean, this time it was Yang Buyi, who became the outer disciple of the Eastern Floating Sect four years ago, who came to kill the ghosts?"

　　 "To the Patriarch, that's it!"

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