Take your childhood sweetheart to cultivate immortality

Liu Wenwen and the others stepped into the circle obediently and silently recited the first floor of the library.

Liu Wenwen thought that a library was just rows of bookshelves.

Unexpectedly, when the three of them arrived at the first floor of the library, they saw that the entire library was a hundred feet high, with a dim light on the top and a circle around it, like a huge deep pit, with countless books densely packed on its walls.

The first floor of the library was as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, but there were few people. Liu Wenwen randomly chose a direction and walked for a cup of tea before arriving at the wall where the books were placed. There were densely packed small rectangular holes on it.

Liu Wenwen randomly picked up a book in front of her. It had a blue-green cover with five big characters written in regular script on it: "Xu Zhiyao's Travels".

Liu Wenwen opened the travelogue and the first page clearly stated that in the winter of the 173rd year of Tianquan, Yao had practiced hard for several months and finally entered the first level of Qi Refining. After that, he completed a mission. Liu Wenwen looked at the few lines of words on the page and turned to the next page.

It also wrote: Year after year, my cultivation has not advanced. I sigh, sigh, and sigh again, with no choice but to continue cultivating.

Liu Wenwen turned another page.

Finally, in the spring of the following year, when all things came back to life, I broke through to the second level. I was extremely happy, but no one celebrated with me except the mountain.

Turn another page

Another three years passed before I finally broke through to the third level of Qi Refining. But I was no longer a child. I was now six feet tall. Wasn't that handsome? Finally, I could study the Dharma, something I had longed to do.

Turn another page

It has been more than a month, and my uncle-master has been teaching me very well, but I just can’t learn it. It’s so sad!

Turning the page again

I am very happy, very happy. I finally summoned a fireball today. I think the key is that before summoning the fireball, you need to draw out a little spiritual power in your dantian and put it in your palm or fingertips, and then summon it with your mind. This method requires corresponding spiritual roots. This is just my humble opinion.

Turning the page again

I am basically familiar with the fireball technique, but unfortunately, I am only at the third level of Qi Refining and need to complete three tasks. The sect cleaning task is really boring. Junior Sister Liu, who joined the sect at the same time as me, also has tasks to do. She asked me to go to Wuyou Valley with her to pick evening primrose. One plant is worth 68 spirit stones, plus a few contribution points. The place we are going to is outside Wuyou Valley, so I decided to give it a try.

Turn another page

I'm back from Wuyou Valley. This trip was really interesting. I found eight Wuyou grasses and shared them equally with Junior Sister Liu. This grass is very magical. Its two leaves are like ribbons. It looks like a weed during the day, but at night, the tip of the leaf sparkles with moonlight, which is very beautiful. It's easier to find this grass at night.

Liu Wenwen read this person's travel notes with great interest. This person's travel notes not only recorded his life, but also answered every detail of everything he encountered. He also wrote his own opinions at the end, so that readers not only knew the places he visited, but also could learn something from them. This travel note looked very thick, so Liu Wenwen found a place with good light to continue reading.

It is said that Xu Zhiyao's cultivation was difficult, but he never gave up. After he reached the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining, he stopped doing missions near the sect and went to the Medicine King Valley in the south. On the way, he encountered a monster that was neither human nor ghost. Fortunately, he was helped by his Junior Sister Liu. From then on, Junior Sister Liu seemed different. She later returned to the sect to cultivate for several years. With the blessing of her fellow disciples, the two became Taoist companions.

Later, the two traveled together everywhere. They were in love and lived a very comfortable life.

One day, the two were in a swamp in Yandangping when they encountered a wounded crane. His wife couldn't bear to see it go, so she took it with her to treat it, and released it after it was healed. However, the crane had a deep affection for his wife and didn't want to leave. His wife, Liu, was also reluctant to let it go, so Sui kept the crane to accompany the couple and travel around the mountains and rivers with them.

Unexpectedly, one time when he was outside, he was surrounded by a group of thieves. The two of them were no match for them and wanted to escape, but his wife Liu was hit by the thieves' magic weapon. There was a ball of strange fire in the magic weapon, which instantly burned his wife into a fire person. Yao turned around to save his wife with his eyes wide open, but Liu had put the remaining spiritual power into the talisman and used the last spiritual power to open it, teleporting Yao away.

At the last moment, Yao looked back and saw that the crane they raised rushed towards Liu resolutely, and was burned to death by the flames together.

When Yao rushed back to the scene of the incident, there was only a smear of ashes left on the ground. Yao was heartbroken. After taking his wife's ashes back to the sect, he dealt with the matter and committed suicide by taking poison.

After reading it, Liu Wenwen found that the handwriting of the last paragraph was different from the previous ones. He thought that it was his good friend who helped him complete it and put it in the library for future generations to observe.

Liu Wenwen sighed and put down the book in his hand. He looked at the books around him. They were so densely packed that he felt a little uncomfortable and had no desire to continue reading. He turned around and looked at the two people. Seeing that they were reading with relish, he did not disturb them. He stood in the circle of the formation and went out.

After coming out, Liu Wenwen saw that there were not many people in the hall, so she prepared to walk out.

"How come the little girl came out so quickly?" Liu Wenwen asked curiously when she saw that the old man did not put the jade piece on his forehead.

"Uncle Master, why do you have a jade piece stuck on your forehead?"

The old man laughed: "It was obviously my turn to ask the question first, but you didn't answer and asked me back. You are so rude."

Liu Wenwen bowed quickly and said, "Because I read a travelogue and had a lot of feelings about it, I came out early to get some fresh air." Liu Wenwen frowned and said in a low voice.

"Oh? Which one is it? Let me guess? ...Is it Xu Zhiyao's travel notes?"

"Master, have you seen it too?" Liu Wenwen asked curiously.

"Haha, I have read it. I love reading so much that I came here to guard the Sutra Library. I have read most of the travel notes on the first floor, so as soon as you tell me, I know it." The old man looked mysterious and stroked his beard as he spoke.

"Xu Zhiyao had average talent, but he loved mountains and rivers, and his cultivation was average. If he was a strong man, he could have robbed the bandits and obtained the strange fire, and his cultivation would have been further improved, so his wife would not have been burned to death. Instead of seeking revenge, he relied on his wife to escape. After escaping, he should have worked hard to cultivate and seek revenge. He did not want to commit suicide by taking poison, which wasted his wife's efforts before her death."

"Isn't the relationship between them touching? Why is the uncle so impolite in his words?"

"It's quite touching, but what this world lacks the least is this kind of cheap emotion. If you want to talk about love, don't practice immortality. Wouldn't it be better to live a free life in the mortal world? In the world of immortal cultivation, you have to practice the way of ruthlessness and become a strong person. Only the strong can survive in this world of immortal cultivation."

Liu Wenwen felt that his uncle was right, but he felt a little sad, so he walked to a corner of the hall, sat cross-legged, and sorted out his thoughts.

No matter how strong or weak they are, it doesn’t matter to me, Liu Wenwen. I only care about the path I want to take and follow my own ideas.