Cultivation of Immortality Begins in the Desert

I'm speechless. The adoptive mother that Pig's Foot recognizes is a poisonous person. I don't know why I feel disgusted just looking at it. I can't help but be tempted to practice magic and build a foundation. Forget it. You set up the magic cultivator yourself and everyone screams and beats you. As a result, a magic cultivator is born in your family and gives birth to a daughter. Pig's Foot also gives you a mask magic weapon. Ha, your head of the house is majestic. Can I think that as long as everyone can do this? If those in the pig's foot family who are normal cultivators of immortality and have no hope of foundation building can't help but cultivate demon foundation and build pig's feet. If the pig's feet are spared, then what else do you want to cultivate as immortals? Forget about cultivating demons. If you write what you set up like this, isn't it against yourself?

As soon as the protagonist is born, his parents must die first. My talents are astounding from ancient times to the present, and I can do everything. There was a fiancée who came to break off the engagement. The protagonist is unconvinced and bullies the young man into being poor. If you go out to study art, you will definitely have the opportunity. There must be a story about becoming a disciple of someone so-and-so, and being a disciple was jealous of others, and all the senior brothers were dissatisfied. The protagonist is slapped in the face, and the senior sister comes to help. Advise him to be patient for a while, and a chance will come. As magical weapons and magical skills come, so must the magical beasts. Once the magical skill is mastered, the enemy will appear. The two of them are like fire and water, and someone must come to persuade them. The sect held a grand competition and got the top three in revenge. The master invites me to meet you and go out to travel around the world. There are beauties in the world, and beauties have troubles. The protagonist comes to help and the trouble is solved. Then she told her origin, she must be a daughter of aristocratic family. The family then arrives and the beauty must leave. The protagonist wants to find her, but the power gap is too great. The auction house will definitely gain something later. Then find your teammates, who are beautiful women. When you leave the city and change the map, you can get air every second. The beauty is found, and the head of the family comes to test her. There is a strong enemy in the test, and the protagonist has to solve it. After all, the clan members praised me for being so awesome. After finishing the work and returning home with beauty, the master is no longer here. The leader explained the reason and then went to take revenge. After returning to the sect, elders from all parties arrived. Complaining provokes a strong enemy, who will then arrive. The protagonist is ashamed of his powerful enemy, who is very angry. A shocking battle breaks out, and everyone comes to give their lives. The elder had nothing to say, so the leader gave up his position. The protagonist refused and then left with Mei. See you ten years later, the protagonist is invincible. . .

I feel that this novel is a family novel. What is a family? A family is a whole, not an individual. I think that the development and growth of a family or a country is the result of the joint efforts of generations. A family cannot fall apart immediately just because there is no one. Family novels can change the protagonist. Just like the protagonist in this article can become the family heritage after he has cultivated to the realm of golden elixir or Yuanying. Or die in battle, there is no need to run around all the time for the growth of the family. At this time, you can change the protagonist.

After reading more than half of this novel, I felt a lot of emotions. Not to mention whether the novel is true or not, the text made me feel the ruthless vicissitudes of time and the difficulty of building a road. This is a feeling that many cultivation novels have not brought me. It makes me feel as if I have personally experienced such a charming and dangerous world of cultivation where warmth, family, ruthlessness, and friendship coexist. Even though I read a pirated version, I have to chime in. I think this book is really good. It is several times better than Immortal Evergreen. . .

Cultivation of immortals, what does it mean to be an immortal? Can you achieve foundation building just by relying on a place with thin spiritual energy, without taking pills or practicing advanced techniques? Golden elixir? Result? If you don't go out to practice or fight with others, if you don't earn money or fight, can you become a golden immortal? To be honest, I can't stand it. It took me 5 years to practice Qi from level 6 to level 7. The experience given by the family in the book is actually guarding the mine. I really don't understand. In a broken mine with no spiritual veins, you can cultivate immortality and build foundations, but you can't do it even with your heavenly spiritual roots, right? I really don't understand, what did the author think? Do you really think that you can achieve immortality by practicing hard in seclusion?

The protagonist's aunt, who recognized her as her adopted mother when she grew up, was caught by the devil in order to protect the protagonist. Not only did she practice magic skills, she was also given birth to a girl. There is also the protagonist's sister, who also disappeared. In the end, she found out that she was married to the person who used to play tricks on the protagonist, and she gave birth to a boy. Moreover, her family was much more powerful than the protagonist, and she couldn't do anything about her, and she thought she had made a profit.

Alas, as the saying goes, one glance at the comments will lead to a lifetime of mistakes, so I don't even want to read them.

The Zhou family loves Zhou Yang very much, but Zhou Yang can be regarded as the hope of the Zhou family in Yuquan. Only by having a strong person in charge can he avoid being swallowed up by other forces. Although Zhou Yang is still young, he has good talent. It is only a matter of time to build the foundation. Of course, Zhou Yang's character is also the reason why the Zhou family likes him. He is easy to get along with.

Come on, come on, come on💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪Author, if you don't update, I will burn down your hometown.

Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain. In the temple there was an old monk and a young monk. One day, the old monk said to the young monk: "There is not much food in the temple. You can go down the mountain and turn some rice back." The little monk nodded, picked up the bag and went down the mountain, and never came back. The old monk waited alone in the temple for a year. Finally he couldn't hold it any longer, so he put a lock on the temple door and went down the mountain to find the young monk. The old monk climbed over the mountain and came to a vast desert stretching in front of him. He chanted "Amitabha" and did not dare to go forward. At this time, a caravan came by. Knowing that the old monk was going to cross the desert, he generously allowed him to join the caravan and took him across the desert. The old monk was extremely grateful and thanked the owner of the caravan repeatedly. The owner of the caravan waved his hand to him and said, "You're welcome. Bandits are rampant in the desert. I don't know if we can cross safely. I heard that some thieves still believe in Buddhism and will take you to try their luck." The old monk followed the caravan into the desert. The food brought by the caravan was all dried meat and strong liquor. The old monk kept his posture upright, abstaining from alcohol or eating any meat. He only ate the water and dry food he brought with him. Everyone in the caravan said that he was a virtuous monk. When they were halfway through the eight hundred miles of yellow sand, the caravan was captured by thieves, and everyone in the caravan lay dead on the spot. When the old monk opened his eyes, he saw the shining tip of the knife. He shouted. The man holding the knife was stunned and called: "Master." The old monk is not dead. He is very lucky. The young monk he is looking for is among the thieves. He has become the leader and married a wife. When the old monk saw the young monk drinking and killing people, he couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "You are a Buddhist, how can you be so vicious? How can you indulge in greed like this?" The young monk replied: "Buddha is neither cruel nor evil, so why do you want the world to respect him and fear him? Buddha has no greed and desire, so why does he want to accept incense from the world?" The old monk was speechless. The old monk was speechless and stopped blaming him harshly. The young monk continued: "Master, in the past year, I have been away from the mountain and have not returned. I have experienced all kinds of things and tribulations. When I first came down from the mountain, I didn't know the depth of the desert, so I entered it alone. I collapsed from dehydration in less than two days. The person who rescued me was a woman. I didn't know at the time that she was the daughter of a thief. Later I saw her holding a sharp knife, killing people and stealing goods, and I was shocked. I tried my best to persuade her not to do evil things, but she said, these eight hundred miles of yellow sand cannot feed so many people. Some people want to survive, and some people have to die. Would you rather be the one who survives, or the one who dies? It's just that he never kills anyone. I watched them kill group after group of caravans, and I was attacked by groups of thieves. I just enjoy dry food and water with peace of mind, and do not eat dried meat or strong wine, thinking that I am maintaining my integrity. But one day she said to me: 'Do you think that just drinking water and eating only solid food makes you superior to us? Did you know that clean water is snatched from the mouths of dying people, and dry food is taken from the packages of struggling merchants? ' At that moment I was blushing. Later, I ate meat, drank wine, and killed people with a knife. Later, I even broke the precept and married her. After the death of the old leader, I was elected as the leader by the thieves, and killing and stealing became commonplace. " The old monk sighed after hearing this and advised the young monk to go back with him. The young monk shook his head and said, "I can't go back, Master. Besides, the land behind the temple can only keep us two from starving to death. If I don't go back, you can eat alone. If I go back, we can only starve together." The old monk said that if people who follow Buddhism have less materialistic desires, there will be no big problem. The young monk shook his head and said: "The ** is a very scary thing. I heard that there is a famous dish in the southeast. The fragrance floats ten miles away, making everyone salivate after hearing it. The Buddha couldn't bear the temptation and wanted to jump out of the wall, so it is called 'Buddha Jumps over the Wall'. You see, the Buddha also broke the precepts, let alone me?" The old monk said: "That is just a dish name after all. How does it mean that Buddha will really jump out of the wall? I will wait until the day you are willing to return to the mountain." So, the old monk followed the young monk all the time. He watched the young monk leading the thieves to attack the caravan. He stood in the distance and said nothing, only waiting for everyone to die and then went over to bury the bodies. At first the thieves laughed at him, but he treated them calmly and never refuted. Later, the thieves began to respect him and called him master like a young monk. They helped him bury his corpse and learned the scriptures about salvation. No matter how powerful the thieves are, they cannot roam the desert forever. After they robbed and killed a rich caravan, they were targeted by others, and several groups of thieves joined forces to kill them. They panicked and fled all the way. When they finally escaped into a grotto, only four people were left, including the young monk and the old monk. Just when they had no way out and were desperate, the grotto collapsed, blocking out the pursuers. They let out a long sigh, but soon discovered that they would face an even greater desperate situation: in this cave that they could not get out of, there was only enough food for one person to eat for a few days. After knowing this, the old monk meditated facing the broken Buddha statue in the grotto without saying a word. The remaining three people knew that he was going to fast. The three people looked at the little dry food left, swallowed, and divided the dry food into three portions, one for each person, and no portion for the old monk. After the first day, the three hungry people devoured half of the food they had. No one touched the remaining half. They stared at each other's food like hungry wolves. The next day, they started fighting. The old monk sat in front of the Buddha, with muddy tears rolling out of the corners of his eyes. On the third day, the other two people died, and only the young monk was left. His eyes were red, clenched his fists, and walked step by step towards the old monk in front of the Buddha, and stretched out his hand... The old monk was horrified, and without thinking, he stabbed out with the dagger hidden in his body for self-defense. The little monk opened his eyes wide and slowly opened his outstretched hand - the last piece of dry food lay on his palm. Two days later, a passing caravan rescued the old monk from the collapsed grotto. By then he was already dying. The old monk followed the caravan out of the desert and returned to the temple. A few days later, he hanged himself from a beam in the temple. Before putting his neck into the noose, he kept thinking about what the little monk said before he died. He said: "Master, Buddha... Buddha jumped over the wall..."