MTL - Starting My Cultivation With Immortality-Chapter 44 0 years past

This is a set of diaries written by cultivators. It was written a hundred years ago and recorded this person's life.

The writer is Zhang Yifan, who was born in a family of landowners in Guluo Town.

At the age of one, he was able to speak, at the age of three, he was able to write poetry, at the age of five, he wrote writing. At the age of six, by chance, he went to Wawu Mountain and became a disciple of the immortal family.

The diary began to be written at the age of six, and the previous things were all supplements.

"When I first went up the mountain, I was ignorant..."

Yunsu returned to the room with the book in his arms, lying on the bed in the most comfortable position and flipping through the pages. He read it with relish from the first page. This piece of Yifan's writing is very good at a young age. Bold.

The diary he wrote, with few words but detailed descriptions, was quite real, and when he read it, he felt like it was on paper, and it looked better than ordinary novels.

After Zhang Yifan went up the mountain, what he saw was Qiongshan Yuyu, stunned buildings and flying buildings, floating clouds covering the sun, ancient trees towering in the sky, and the mountains were full of rare birds flying. A young disciple, Linghe can carry several people at a time.

It can be said that a young man does not know the taste of sorrow, he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, and in a blink of an eye he became a member of the fairy family, which is enviable.

There are only a hundred people in the whole group. The brothers and sisters in the door are very enthusiastic and take good care of each new batch of new people who go up the mountain, especially this kind of young boy, who is more popular with everyone. 's favorite.

In the first few years, Zhang Yifan had a very happy life in the tile house. He is very talented and intelligent. He has read thousands of books in Zhang's house since he was a child. He is young, but he has a lot of knowledge. He also understands all kinds of states much more than his peers. He never forgets the scriptures and classics. He can understand the Taoist scriptures that the new disciples of the same period find obscure and difficult to understand.

It took only three years for Zhang Yifan to inhale Qi into his body and become a true immortal cultivator. He was the fastest rookie disciple in Wawu Mountain for a hundred years at that time.

When he was ten years old, he became a high-profile rookie in Wawu Mountain. He was trained by the door, all kinds of panacea, scriptures and classics were openly supplied, and even the magic tools that were given were of great origin.

"I came from a family of big landlords, and I'm very talented. I'm also very good at cultivating immortals. I joined the sect of immortals early. It's really a perfect start."

In Yunsu's opinion, if the next development is good, and the vulgarity is well developed, this person can understand the world at a young age and understand the state of mind, and he will surely be able to condense the golden elixir in the future and become the pillar of the immortal gate. .

Because in his diary, Wawu Mountain a hundred years ago, passed down for thousands of years, the most powerful master is Jindan monk, although in the eyes of the monks in the transformation of the gods, he has only walked a small part of the long journey of qi, but in Wawu Mountain , The monks in this realm are already the pillars of the sect, and the elders with top strength are first-class.

However, next, the style of the diary changed abruptly, which caught Yunsu a little off guard.

"On the first day of the new year, at the Baixian Banquet in the door, I saw a person, a very beautiful young lady. When she appeared, even Baihua was bleak. Although it was the first time I saw it, I felt as if I know, Senior Sister, Zhongsun Qiuxue."

"On the second day of the new year, Yu, I miss Senior Sister."

"On the third day of the new year, Qing, I miss Senior Sister."

"On the fourth day of the new year, I'm afraid I'm ill, and I miss Senior Sister."

Yunsu turned over two pages and was speechless, and found that this promising young friend Zhang Yifan had fallen in love with a young girl, and fell in love with a senior sister named Zhongsun Qiuxue.

You asked Xun Xian, who you said earlier, about the tiled house with swords, where is the living being?

It's not scary for a child to fall in love early. Most people have this kind of indescribable past, those days when they were sneaky, hiding in a corner and thinking about it. Yunsu also had it.

But, uh, that senior sister is a little old, she was thirty-six years old when I first met.

A ten-year-old cultivator, and a thirty-six-year-old young lady, no matter how you look at it, the painting style is strange and not very friendly.

However, Zhang Yifan's description of her is that she is pure and clean, unstained by dust, beautiful like a fairy, and cold, but when she glanced at him inadvertently, that momentary feeling was like a mother's care.

As a talented person, Zhang Yifan painted this senior sister's face, which made Yunsu instantly feel the excitement of peeking into the children's biggest secrets.

The Senior Sister Zhongsun Qiuxue in the painting is beautiful, she looks very young and not old, and because she grew up in Wawu Mountain since she was a child, she rarely goes down the mountain, and spends most of her time cultivating, so she looks quite young.

But this kind of innocence, compared with the girl who sells ginseng beards in the daytime, is completely two concepts. One is like morning dew, and the other is like autumn frost.

According to Yunsu's aesthetics, this young lady is also an ordinary beauty, with a little bit of aura, but Zhang Yifan's children like it.

In the following diary, Zhang Yifan succeeded in attracting the attention of the senior sister because of many misunderstandings, and he went to her every three days in the name of asking for advice.

Although the senior sister is still as cold as ever, she takes good care of this ten-year-old genius junior brother and answers any questions. Moreover, gradually, Zhang Yifan, in order to please the senior sister, has a purpose and studies hard, and occasionally he can solve the problems that trouble her. Some cultivation problems, this back and forth, not only Zhang Yifan's cultivation speed is getting faster and faster, but Senior Sister's cultivation has also improved a lot.

The love of children makes ordinary people degenerate, but makes geniuses crazy.

In order to win the favor of that senior sister, Zhang Yifan spent almost all of his time on cultivation practice, and even the diary was not serious, it was extremely simple.

In the diary, he is sometimes happy and sometimes melancholy. Sometimes longing, sometimes afraid.

Suddenly one day, Zhang Yifan found out that his senior sister was crying, crying very sadly, and he got a bolt from the blue when he asked.

It turns out that the senior sister likes another person, also from the Wawu School. That senior brother who can be called the most talented in the past 100 years has achieved a small Dantian after only 50 years of cultivation. He is the youngest person who is most likely to achieve Jindan after 100 years of Wawu Mountain. master.

Compared with the vast majority of monks who practiced hard for one or two hundred years, but their dantian dried up and turned into yellow sand in the end, this senior brother is extremely amazing. His time is extremely abundant, and his age advantage is too great.

Zhongsun Qiuxue's father, an elder in Wawu Mountain, knew his daughter's thoughts and asked someone to match, but he was categorically rejected.

The young master only asked Xiuxian in his heart, and he didn't even give the elders face.

This bad news broke the child Zhang Yifan in an instant. The senior sister thought that he was fighting for her own injustice. She told the whole story of her feelings for the senior brother, and said it in a poignant and beautiful way. I have a heart.

"Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes, and senior sister must have fallen in love with him because of his extraordinary aptitude. He cultivated quickly and fell in love with him~www.novelbuddy.com~ I only sigh that Zhang Yifan was born at an untimely time, and he is too young..."

Yun Su hurriedly flipped through the next page, and found that not only was this little kid not overwhelmed by the bad news, but he was determined to catch up with the gap in cultivation caused by the age gap, and decided to close the gate, and he would not be able to break through without breaking through.

Before he retreated, he wrote a letter to Zhongsun Qiuxue, in which he persuaded him a bit. Instead of using the good years to talk about love, it is better to devote himself to cultivation, and his cultivation will be high. Many things may turn for the better.

The retreat this time is twenty years.

Zhang Yifan left the customs at the age of 26. He was already a handsome young man. He also made a self-portrait. After 20 years, his Dantian Xiaocheng has far surpassed what the senior sister thought of him back then.

"I'm afraid there is a high-energy warning ahead."

Yunsu felt the thickness of this diary, and there was not much left, and when he read that he returned with the power of the king, he was full of pride. hunch.

Sure enough, as soon as the page was turned, the plot of spicy eyes appeared.

Yunsu closed the diary and decided to go to bed first and look back.

This time, I practiced immortality, repaired broken books, and bought some ginseng beards. One thing after another, I even delayed sleeping.

This piece of Yifan's diary has already entered the library, and I'm not afraid of it running away. In addition to this diary, there are also some cultivation books written by him. There are many things such as mind spells and attacks, all of which are stones from other mountains. For reference, spy on the inside story of Dacheng Dynasty's immortal cultivation world.

He waved his hand to extinguish the candle, and fell asleep. Resting while recovering his mind, he digested some of the insights from the previous practice of the soaring cloud and fog celestial art.

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