Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

"Mr. Fang's channeling technique is very clever."

Wei He folded his hands, stood under the eaves next to him and watched Fang Chang finish his set, and praised him.

"Do you want to learn?" Fang Chang asked with a smile.

He has a good impression of Wei He, Sang Ziping's second apprentice. This young man is modest in behavior, handsome in appearance, steady and polite in speech, and it can be seen that the other party is actually practicing the Tao taught by Sang Ziping.

Therefore, he does not hide his secrets. After all, practice is more about fate than self-preservation.

However, Wei He, who was on the sidelines, just shook his head, put down his arms, and said with a light bow: "Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your kindness, but your method of guidance should not be in line with our ideas. Learn from it." useless."

"Well, that's right."

Fang Chang picked up a peach from the stone table next to him and threw it to Wei He, then said, "Come and sit."

Hearing that Mr. Fang asked him to sit down, Wei He quickly walked over and sat on the stone bench opposite.

Although the three masters and apprentices call Fang Chang "Mr. Fang", in the eyes of Wei He and Mu Anning, this Mr. Fang is a person who is on the same level as the master, so they all follow the etiquette of the younger generation.

Seeing that Wei He was a little nervous, Fang Chang smiled: "Don't be so nervous, let's talk about it?"

"good."

The two sides took out the chess baskets, each held black and white, and played chess on this stone table engraved with a vertical and horizontal chessboard. Soon, the two-color chess pieces above were intertwined and entangled with each other.

While nibbling on a peach, Fang Chang stretched out his hand and put down a peach, and asked, "Wei He, when did you become a teacher under Mr. Sang?"

Wei He said respectfully: "It has been eight years so far."

"Oh? Anyway, I have nothing to do, let's talk about it."

The other party pondered for a while, as if recalling the original situation, and then narrated: "Back then, I just..."

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Eight years ago, in an unknown town.

Maybe this town has its own name, but only the people in the town or the surrounding people care about it. For passers-by, it doesn't matter where it is.

For example, Sang Ziping.

At this time, Sang Ziping looked much younger, although he also had black hair and black beard, but it was thicker.

This is also normal, only those who have reached an extremely high level of cultivation, or those who practice supernatural methods, can maintain their appearance and skills, and the rest cannot withstand the scouring of time.

He does not walk the world like Fang Chang, but has a clear purpose. He just worked as a private school teacher for ten years in a remote state and county, and this experience has benefited him a lot.

Now Sang Ziping is preparing to return to the mountain to digest his experience of the past ten years and make his practice further. At the same time, he also wants to see how his good disciple has lived and practiced in the mountain for these years.

In fact, for Sang Ziping, he felt guilty for making the decision to leave his only apprentice on the mountain and live alone. Especially when my apprentice, with the maturity that doesn't match his age, shows that he has grown up and can live alone.

It's just that my cultivation just happened to be stuck at the bottleneck, and it happened that this breakthrough opportunity came, so I couldn't give up. Fortunately, his apprentice Cheng Le had already received all his teachings at that time, and he was also included in the cultivation school. In addition, Cheng Le was smart since he was a child, which made Sang Ziping feel more at ease.

This small town, like many villages and towns in the south of the Yangtze River, is almost built on the water.

Between the white walls and black tiles, river canals are used as roads, and arch bridges are used to communicate with each other. Boats run on the waterways, which are the most common means of transportation here.

When passing through the south at first, Sang Ziping was very surprised by this sight, but after seeing more, he felt that it was also unusual.

Next, he crossed the south of the Yangtze River and went to the prefectures and counties on the southern border, where he found a private school as a teacher. Although it is rainy there, there is no such scene of people on the water. Now passing by again, it was like revisiting the old place, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Sang Ziping did not take a boat. He chose to shuttle along the shore, passing by bridges from time to time, preparing to cross the town from the other direction.

Then, a beggar by the side of the road caught his attention.

The child was dressed in rags, carrying a broken bowl, and was begging for food.

The child was not very old, although he was eating a small piece of dry food with the other hand without the bowl, but his cheeks were thin and his eyes were starving and dull.

At the first glance, Sang Ziping decided that this child was destined to be with him.

He stepped forward, stopped in front, and asked:

"My little brother, what about your family?"

Suddenly blocked by a black shadow, Qi'er seemed to be a little frightened, and quickly swallowed the little food in his hand, then raised his head and looked at the person in front of him.

Sang Ziping was startled, and quickly took a step back, signaling that he was not threatening: "Be careful, don't choke."

After he finished eating, he squatted down in front of the beggar again, looked into the other's eyes, and asked, "Son, where are your parents?"

"There was a flood, and I ran away hungry."

"What about the other relatives?"

"Without food, I was driven out on the road to survive, and they continued to flee the famine."

"Do you want to come with me? I lack an apprentice."

"Is there anything to eat?"

"have."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Sang Ziping took the child to a nearby stall to buy a bowl of porridge to drink, then went to give him a bath and changed clothes, and traveled north all the way back to Nanping Mountain.

The apprentice who stayed behind in the mountain has become a young man, very happy to see the master come back, and this apprentice is even more happy to see the master brought back a junior for him.

This child is Wei He.

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"So, you just entered the door like this?" Fang Chang asked lightly, throwing the gnawed peach pit down the hillside.

This time Wei He finally saw clearly that Mr. Fang had cast a small spell on his hand, and the peach juice on it disappeared completely. His heart was shaken, and then he realized that the other party was asking himself:

"Hmm...Actually, my master told me all of this. I don't quite remember what happened back then."

"It is a good thing to enter the practice."

"Actually, I can't say whether it's good or bad." Wei He shook his head.

"oh?"

Fang Chang was about to pick up the pieces from the chess basket, but he stopped and looked at Wei He.

Wei He said:

"It must be a good thing that I can finally eat enough after I go up the mountain, and I don't have to be displaced anymore. However, because of my experience back then, I made a great wish later, hoping that the people will not be displaced by the flood."

Hearing this, Fang Chang frowned, picked up a white piece from the chess basket, and said, "Great wish? It can't be done easily. If you make a promise to the world, you have to fulfill it... Do you regret it?"

"Of course I don't regret it." Wei He said firmly, "This is the deepest wish in my heart. If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't have made such an ambitious wish. It's just that now I realize that following the current path of cultivation, I can realize this One point is far away, the way and the wish, it is very difficult to choose..."

Fang Chang: "Do you have copper coins with you?"

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