Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

This Lu Yangcheng is also a dude, although his family is not as rich as the Song family in the same city, but he is the son of a real official.

His father was a magistrate abroad, but Lu Yangcheng was born as a concubine, so he was raised at home and educated laxly, which made him spend all day doing nothing, enjoying leisure and fighting against Song Hongye, his peer.

In short, both are idle.

They are all from Guangping Mansion, and at first they began to ask the immortals, because Mr. Lu got half of an unknown scroll and showed it off at the party.

Song Hongye, who was also at the party, sneered a few words at the disagreement. From then on, the two began to confront each other, and then each searched for the objects of the fairy house, and then began to compare and ask the fairy everywhere.

It's just that they have no results so far, and even the half of the fragment is just a certain ancient book, but they don't care - as long as they are not worse than the other party, they are victorious.

The reason why I came to Yunzhongshan not far away this time is because there is a scholar in Guangping Mansion named Zhou Qing, who has a decent academic record and a good family background, and occasionally has contacts with the two of them. At a private gathering, Song Hongye heard Zhou Qing say that when he went to Yangzhou for a study tour and passed by Yunzhong Mountain, he stayed overnight in the mountain and heard that there were immortals in the mountain. What he described was very true.

So Song Hongye was overjoyed, thinking that he could suppress his old rival Lu Yangcheng this time, but after hearing that Song Hongye was leaving again, Lu Yangcheng also went to inquire with Zhou Qing and got the same news.

He also packed his things, and hurriedly set out to chase, so as not to be robbed by the Song family kid.

In order to hurry up, Lu Yangcheng even asked the coachman to take a small road where he could run quickly, and he hurried to catch up with him at the entrance of Linxi Village when he turned from the official road.

But at this moment, he seemed to have figured it out suddenly, but he was not in a hurry.

He raised his head and saw the other party's green sedan walking into the mountain village, Lu Yangcheng said to the driver in front: "Lao An, hurry up, just follow closely, don't overtake them."

"okay!"

Accompanied by the sound of the whip, on this uneven country road, the carriage accelerated sharply and at the same time bumped harder.

Fortunately, the material is solid enough.

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As for someone going up the mountain to disturb him, Fang Chang sensed it when the two entered Jingzhou.

After a few days, the two groups of people got closer and closer, and finally leaned together, walking towards Yunzhong Mountain, and they were already close to the foot of the mountain.

Fang Chang was a little curious at this time.

He got up from the edge of the firepit, without a basket or an axe, he only carried the Lingquan sword on his back, and walked out of the courtyard.

The fastest way to get down on Xianqi Cliff is to jump off the cliff.

Fang Chang walked to the edge of the cliff, jumped out suddenly, pierced through the clouds and fog, and fell at the bottom of the nameless waterfall on the edge of the cliff. Next to it is a water pool, which was formed when Huanhuaxi left Xianqi Cliff. The waterfall stirred up water splashes, and the clattering sound echoed in the mountains.

His action scared the two residents on the cliff.

Liu A Niu, who was lying upright next to him, saw the head of the fairy jump off the cliff, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and he was extremely shocked.

After a few breaths, Ah Niu jumped up and ran to the edge of the cliff to look down, only to see Fang Xianzhang lightly falling to the ground and walking towards the distance.

"Huh, that's how it is..."

Only then did it heave a sigh of relief, it returned to lie down on the edge of the stone ring, and continued to count the treetops in the distance.

The eagle on the tree on the edge of the cliff saw the human jumping suddenly, and immediately jumped down, shaking a few leaves.

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, it is busy with farming.

The villagers of Linxi Village, mostly strong laborers, were busy in the fields. The rest of the village, seeing the two mighty teams entering the village, did not dare to speak to them. They just stood at the door of their homes and watched from a distance.

After entering the village, the bearers and coachmen slowed down for safety.

Fang Chang stood aside.

No one could notice him, even if they glanced in this direction, they would only pass by him, and would not notice that there was anyone here. Except for a few innocent children, everyone ignored themselves, and those children were only focused on playing with mud, and didn't care what the man in white was doing standing here.

The sedan chair passed by him leisurely, only to hear the bold and friendly young man beside the sedan chair ask:

"Young officer, what do you want for finding the immortal this time?"

This sentence scratched the itch. Song Hongye had a thousand beautiful imaginations in his heart, and he had never told anyone about it. He was holding back for a long time, and when he heard this question, he didn't reply "Stop talking nonsense!" or "This is what you should do." Did you ask?!", but began to answer:

"In this world of flowers and flowers, my family is so rich. Of course, I have to live longer first. It is best to live forever, so that I can enjoy wealth forever! Then, after I learn the skills of magic, I will go to the state to ask for an official position. Just beat them!"

"But come to think of it, when I become a fairy, they dare not disrespect me. Maybe Zhizhou will treat me as a guest of honor. By the way, I will marry fifty beautiful concubines, but I live too long ...That's good, when they are old, they will be sold and remarried to new young ones."

"When I find a fairy on the mountain, I beg for a few good words, plus my father's face, he will definitely accept me as an apprentice, and I will go down the mountain when I have completed my studies, and I will surprise my brothers. !"

Hearing what the person in the sedan chair said, the young man who was asking questions next to him didn't know how to express his position better.

In the end, he had no choice but to compliment: "Young official is so elegant."

Expressing his ambition, Song Hongye laughed wildly triumphantly: "Hahahahahahahaha..."

Fang Chang shook his head aside.

While talking, several bearers carried the sedan chair without stopping, and together with the servants around the sedan chair, they moved forward a few positions, and the carriage that followed closely came to the position where the sedan chair was just now.

Coincidentally, the same thing was being said in the carriage.

"...Different from the previous one, my son's pursuit of immortality is of course for the longevity technique. If he succeeds in cultivation, he will live the same life as the heavens and the earth, and shine with the sun and the moon, which will be a great joy."

"After learning the omnipotent magic of moving mountains and filling seas, reversing the universe, I will go to the rivers and lakes to experience the joyful life of killing and decisively."

"For example, it is said that the immortals have a trick called turning a stone into gold. With this spell, you can find a stone and touch it, and it will be turned into gold and copper coins, and you can spend it at will. It should be extremely happy and carefree. In my opinion, This is the fundamental magic of infinite happiness..."

"Hey, why did the sedan chair stop in front?"

This is far from the first time that Lu Yangcheng has said these words. Whenever he has a chance, he tells his "big ideals" to the people around him. Whether it is a boy servant or a coachman, his ears are already getting callused. Unfortunately, after a few years, Shaoguan Lu's interest did not diminish.

Just as he was talking, he suddenly saw the sedan chair in front of him stop, and hurriedly asked the driver what was the matter. The coachman sighed, grabbed the reins, and stopped the carriage blocked by the sedan chair.

Looking ahead, the coachman turned his head and responded: "Young official, it was Mr. Song who stopped a villager and asked for directions."

"Oh, I almost forgot, then let's find someone to ask."

Regarding the reader group number, many people asked me, group: 578391484, which is actually in the introduction of the work, but many book friends said they could not find it, and the book friends in the group suggested to announce it in the chapter, so I would like to say it all together.

Thank you for your reward.