Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

"Thank you, Fairy Sister!" The little boy wiped away his saliva. No one in the ancestral hall would let him sit at the table, and he was still hungry.

"Little brother, do you want to be an immortal?" Gu Chi asked casually.

The little boy held the bowl in one hand and used the other to put the meat into his mouth. He didn't even know how to use chopsticks. After hearing Gu Chi's question, he thought for a moment, nodded seriously, and said, "Yes, then everyone will stop laughing at me and dislike me. They will respect me like they respect the immortal sister."

"If you want to gain the respect of others, you don't necessarily have to have great abilities. You must first value yourself." Gu Chi patted his shoulder and said meaningfully.

At this time, most people in the ancestral hall had eaten and drunk their fill, and were cleaning up the mess. Some were washing pots and some were washing dishes, and no one noticed Gu Chi and the others.

When the little boy was full, Gu Chi also stood up and said, "Let's go and help."

"Huh?" The little boy was startled and froze in place. He lowered his head and looked at his big toe sticking out from his worn-out shoes. He said timidly, "They'll dislike me..."

Gu Chi patted his head, smiled gently, and said, "Just follow me."

"Good!" Although the little boy was ugly and had irregular features, his smile was innocent.

Gu Chi took the little boy and the big black dog to a large iron basin full of pots and pans, took a small stool and a rag, sat down and started washing the dishes.

This scene really frightened the old village chief and others. They cried out, "I can't bear to let you go! Immortal! Let us do this kind of rough work, why would we let you do it?"

Gu Chi couldn't resist the crowd, so he turned to look at the little boy beside him and said, "Then you come."

Seeing this scene, the eyes of everyone around changed, and they all thought in their hearts: Don’t bully this freak anymore.

The next day, just after dawn, the sky was shrouded in mist. Two figures walked slowly through the mist towards the rising sun.

The little boy had woken up long ago and was sitting on the eaves of the ancestral hall. He lost his parents when he was three years old, and because of his appearance, no one in the village wanted to play with him. His favorite thing every day was to sit on the roof and watch the sunrise by himself.

But today, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life, and his eyes were filled with shock.

He saw two figures, the Immortal Sister and the black dog.

In his eyes, the two figures were clearly walking slowly, but each step covered hundreds of meters! It was as if they were teleporting!

He rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked forward again, but the two figures had disappeared from his sight.

He was lost in thought for a moment, then began to laugh foolishly again, muttering, "Sister Immortal is indeed an immortal."

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After leaving Wujia Village, Gu Chi and the big black dog walked and stopped along the way.

Occasionally I would sit on the hillside to watch the sunrise and sunset, sometimes I would watch others building bridges and roads, and I could watch them all day long, and sometimes I would walk on the country roads and when I saw old farmers planting rice, I would go over to help.

Every seemingly boring and insignificant little thing seems to be meaningful to them.

However, whenever they arrived at a place, they would only stay for two or three days at most, and would not stay for long. Occasionally, Gu Chi would also paint some beautiful scenery he encountered on the road on the sketchboard.

Of course, she had never studied sketching seriously, and her drawing skills were not even as good as those of an elementary school student. Sometimes, if she didn't explain herself, Big Black Dog wouldn't know what she was drawing.

"No wonder those sects and schools choose to establish themselves on the vast mountains. The spiritual energy in this mortal world is too thin. Even if you breathe in and out for a whole day, you can't refine much spiritual energy from heaven and earth." Gu Chi whispered.

She and the big black dog sat cross-legged on a mountain peak, breathing in and out facing the morning glow, drawing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their bodies to replenish their energy, but the effect was minimal.

Gu Chi turned his head to look at the big black dog, chuckled, and said, "Old Black, do you think I didn't prepare a backup plan? Look at this."

She took out a small sapling from her Heaven-Swallowing Bag. The sapling was crystal clear, with leaves as white as snow, and extremely beautiful. It was the same sapling they had planted in the Heming Sect's spiritual medicine garden before.

Gu Chi didn't know what kind of tree this was, but because they had used the [Origin of Tao] to cultivate and nurture it many times, and because it was planted next to the sacred tree in the spiritual medicine garden, it absorbed some of the spiritual essence of the sacred tree and has now undergone a transformation.

The entire trunk has become as crystal clear as jade, shining brightly, and can also generate spiritual energy continuously.

Although the output is not large, it is very pure and can fully meet their current cultivation needs.

Afterwards, they ended their journey and entered a primeval forest where few people had ever been. They opened up a cave there and planned to cultivate until they had achieved great success in building their foundation before going out to look for opportunities.

Just like they did in the Panlong Mountains in the past, the man and the dog lived a life like savages again, busy and fulfilling. The twelve hours of the day were fully arranged by them, and no time was wasted.

In the blink of an eye, a year had passed. They continued to add this year's longevity points to the [Origin of Tao]. The more they practiced, the more they felt that there was still a lot of room for exploration in this attribute option.

Today, the sun is shining brightly, and a man and a dog came to a hillside to bask in the sun. This carefree life made them feel extremely comfortable.

At the same time, on an ancient tree in the distance, among the dense branches and leaves, a cultivator of the fourth stage of Qi training was staring at them with a sneer.

This man's name is He Qi, a casual cultivator who had just learned the art of wielding a sword a few days ago. Now he was looking for someone to practice with, but he didn't dare to go directly into the city to kill people, for fear of accidentally killing someone with connections.

So he thought of going to the mountains to hunt some wild animals, but after seeing Gu Chi, he immediately changed his mind. How could killing wild animals be as real as killing real people?

"I am just a mortal, an insignificant ant. I will kill you if I choose. To die at the hands of this sword immortal is a blessing for you as a mortal."

He Qi sneered, he had never killed anyone since he started practicing.

"Today, I will use this man's blood to sharpen my sword!"

He did not sense any fluctuations in Gu Chi's cultivation level, and with the big black dog lying next to him, he immediately identified Gu Chi as the daughter of a hunter in the mountains.

"She's quite pretty, but unfortunately...she only slows down the speed at which this swordsman draws his sword!"

As he spoke, he made a sword gesture with his hand, and the long sword on his back was unsheathed with a "clang", circled around him twice, and then turned into a cold light and whistled forward, aiming straight for Gu Chi's head.

He Qi sneered. He could already imagine the tragic scene after Gu Chi was beheaded by him. His whole body was shaking with excitement.