Chapter 2

Lingxi Sect, located in Donglinzhou, belongs to the lower reaches of Tongtian River. It is based on the north and south sides of Tongtian River. It has a history of ten thousand years and is shocking all directions.

Eight clouds and mist peaks are scattered across the Tongtian River. Among them, there are four peaks on the north bank and three on the south bank. As for the Tongtian River in the middle, there is a most majestic mountain.

This mountain is covered with snow from the middle section, and it is impossible to see the end clearly. Only the lower half of the mountain is hollowed out, causing the golden river to rush past, like a mountain bridge.

At this moment, outside the south bank of Lingxi Sect, a long rainbow rushed over. The middle-aged monk Li Qinghou and Bai Xiaochun rushed into the servitude area under the third peak. You could faintly hear Bai Xiaochun's screams from Changhong.

Bai Xiaochun felt that he was going to be scared to death. He flew all the way, and he saw countless mountains. He felt that he couldn't catch the other person's thigh several times.

There was a flower in front of me. When it was clear, I had already reached a loft. After it landed on the ground, his legs trembled, looking at the world that was completely different from that in the village.

Next to the attic in front, there was a large stone with three big words "Flying Dragon and Flying Phoenix" written on it.

Handicap office.

A woman with a numb face sat next to the big stone. Seeing Li Qinghou coming, she immediately got up to pay a visit.

"Send this child to the stove." Li Qinghou left a sentence, ignored Bai Xiaochun, turned around and turned into a rainbow and left far away.

The woman with a numb face was stunned when she heard the three words "The Fire Kitchen" and glanced at Bai Xiaochun, gave Bai Xiaochun a cloth bag of a sect servant. After giving her expressionless explanation, she took Bai Xiaochun out of the attic. There were numerous courtyards along the way, with countless attics, paving the roads, and the fragrance of flowers and plants, like a fairyland. Seeing Bai Xiaochun's heart was rippling, and the tension and uneasiness in her heart were also reduced a little.

"A good place, it's much better than in the village." Bai Xiaochun's eyes showed expectation. As he walked forward, the more beautiful the surrounding scenery became more and more magnificent. He even saw some beautiful women passing by, which made Bai Xiaochun like this one at once.

After a moment, Bai Xiaochun became even happier, especially at the end ahead, he saw a seven-story attic, which was crystal clear and even a crane flew past the sky.

"Senior sister, are we here?" Bai Xiaochun asked excitedly.

"Yeah, that's right there." The woman with a numb face was still expressionless, and she spoke lightly, pointing to the path next to her.

Bai Xiaochun followed the other person's point and looked with anticipation, and he froze. He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. He saw that the ground was broken on the path, and the surroundings were even more dilapidated. Several thatched houses seemed to collapse at any time, and even some strange smells floated out from there...

Bai Xiaochun was crying without tears. Holding the last glimmer of hope, he asked the woman with a numb face.

"Senior sister, you've pointed it wrong..."

"No." The woman with a numb face spoke lightly. When she walked on the path first, Bai Xiaochun felt that everything was beautiful collapsed in an instant, and followed her with a bitter face.

Before he could walk far, he saw a few big black pots running around at the end of this dilapidated path. After a closer look, there was a big fat man under each big black pot. He was full of heart and fat, and it seemed that he could get oily when squeezed. He was not ordinary fat, especially the fattest guy inside, who was like a meat mountain, and Bai Xiaochun was worried about whether he could explode.

There were hundreds of big pots around those fat people, and these fat people were adding water to rice.

I noticed someone coming, especially when I saw the woman with a numb face, the meat mountain looked surprised and ran over with a large spoon. The ground trembled, and her fat body shook countless waves. Bai Xiaochun was stunned and subconsciously wanted to find an axe by her side.

"This morning, Xiaosheng heard the magpies calling. It turned out that it was sister, you are here. Could it be that sister, you have changed your mind and felt that I have some talent. I will become a Taoist partner with Xiaosheng while taking advantage of today's good time." A squinting light appeared in the eyes of Roshan, and he ran excitedly and shouted.

"I'll send this to your stove. I've brought this to you. Goodbye!" After seeing the Roushan, the woman with a numb face looked extremely ugly and still a little angry, so she quickly retreated.

Bai Xiaochun took a breath, and he noticed the woman with a numb face along the way. Her appearance was simply amazing. What kind of taste is this big fat man in front of him, and he could look like this.

Before Bai Xiaochun could finish thinking, the Roushan cried out and appeared in front of him, directly covering the sunlight and covering Bai Xiaochun in the shadow.

Bai Xiaochun looked up at the fat man in front of him who was still trembling with his flesh on his body, and swallowed hard. This was the first time he saw such a fat person.

Roushan looked resentful and retracted his eyes from the direction of the woman with a numb face in the distance, and glanced at Xiaochun.

"Ho, there's a newcomer. It's not easy to squeeze Xu Baocai down as originally arranged."

"Senior Brother, I'm... I'm Bai Xiaochun..." Bai Xiaochun felt that the other party's burly body was too stressed, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Bai Xiaochun? Well... her skin is white, small and exquisite, and her appearance is very pure. It's not bad. Your name is very suitable for my taste." Roshan's eyes lit up and he patted Bai Xiaochun on the shoulder, and almost patted Bai Xiaochun down immediately.

"I wonder if my senior brother's name is?" Bai Xiaochun took a breath, rolled his eyes, looked at Roshan with contempt, and thought to himself that he would also play with the other party's name.

"My name is Zhang Dapang, that's Huang Erpang, and Hei Sanpang..." Roushan smiled.

When Bai Xiaochun heard these names, he was very touching and immediately lost the idea of ​​playing.

"As for you, you will be called Bai Jiu in the future... Junior brother, you are too thin! You will lose face when you go out like this, but it doesn't matter. Don't worry, you will be fat at most a year, and you will be called Bai Jiupang in the future." Zhang Dapang slapped his chest, and his fat flesh trembled.

Hearing the three words Bai Jiupang, Bai Xiaochun's face squeezed out bitterness.

"Since you are already the ninth junior brother, you are not an outsider. Our hot kitchen has always had a tradition of taking the blame. You should see the blame behind me. It is the king of the pot. It is made of iron sperm, carved with the earth fire formation, and the spiritual rice cooked with this pot tastes too many than ordinary. You also have to choose one, and it will be majestic when you carry it on your body in the future." Zhang Dapang slapped the big blame behind him and spoke up with a boast.

"Senior brother, can I forget the blame..." Bai Xiaochun glanced at the blame behind Zhang Dapang, and suddenly felt like the people in the kitchen were taking the blame. He thought about the way he took the blame and said quickly.

"How can that be done? Taking the blame is our tradition of hot stoves. In the future, whenever others see you taking the blame and knowing that you are from the hot stove, they will not dare to bully you. Our hot stoves are very famous!" Zhang Dapang blinked at Bai Xiaochun, without saying anything, and took Bai Xiaochun to the back of the thatched hut, where thousands of large pots were densely packed, most of which fell thick layers of dust. Obviously, no one came here for a long time.

"Junior Brother Ninth, you choose one, we'll go cook, otherwise the rice will be muddy, and those outer disciples will be yelling again." Zhang Dapang shouted, turned around and started rushing around the hundreds of pots again with the other fat people.

Bai Xiaochun sighed and looked at the pot. When he was thinking about which one to choose, he suddenly saw a pot pressed underneath in the corner.

This pot is a bit special. It is not round, but oval. It does not look like a pot, but rather like a turtle shell. It can be seen that there are some dim patterns.

"Huh?" Bai Xiaochun's eyes lit up, and he walked over quickly, squatted down and looked carefully, then moved it out. After careful look, he showed satisfaction in his eyes.

He has liked turtles since he was a child because turtles represent longevity. The reason why he came to practice immortality was for immortality. Now when he saw this pot looks like a turtle shell, he thought it was very auspicious and a good omen.

After moving the pot out, Zhang Dapang saw it from a distance, took a large spoon and ran over.

"Junior Brother Ninth, why do you choose this? I have been there for many years. No one has used it before. Because it looks like a turtle shell, no one has ever chosen to carry it on his body. This... Junior Brother Ninth, are you sure?" Zhang Dapang patted his stomach and persuaded kindly.

"I'm sure, I want this pot." Bai Xiaochun likes this pot the more he looks at it, and said firmly.

Zhang Dapang persuaded him again. Seeing that Bai Xiaochun insisted on doing this, he looked at him strangely, and said no more. After arranging Bai Xiaochun the thatched house where he lived in this hot stove, he went busy again.

It was dusk at this moment. Bai Xiaochun looked carefully at the turtle-shaped pot in the thatched hut and found that there were dozens of stripes on the back of the pot, but it was just dull. If you didn't look closely, it would be difficult to find it.

He suddenly thought that the pot was extraordinary, so he carefully placed it on the stove, and then looked at the house where he lived. The house was very simple, a small bed, a table and a chair, and a bronze mirror for daily necessities hung on the wall. When he looked around the room, a purple light flashed away on the ordinary pot behind him!

For Bai Xiaochun, a lot of things happened this day. Although he has come to the world of immortals he has always dreamed of, he is still a little confused.

After a moment, he took a deep breath, and his eyes showed expectations.

"I want immortality!" Bai Xiaochun sat aside and took out the pocket given by the woman with a numb face in the errand.

There is a pill, a wooden sword, a burning incense, then the clothes and tokens of the servants, and finally a bamboo book with a few small characters on it.

"Purple Qi Controls the Cauldron, Qi Condensation Chapter."

At dusk, when Zhang Dapang and others were busy in the stove, Bai Xiaochun in the house was looking at Zhushu with expectations in his eyes. He came here for immortality, and the door to immortality was in his hands at this moment. After taking a few deep breaths, Bai Xiaochun opened Zhushu and started reading.

After a moment, Bai Xiaochun's eyes showed excitement. There were three pictures on this bamboo book. According to the above statement, practice is divided into two realms: condensation of qi and foundation building. The purple qi master master master skill is divided into ten layers, corresponding to the ten layers of condensation of qi.

And every time you reach one level, you can control external objects for your own use. When you reach the third level, you can control objects with a weight of half a cauldron. When you reach the sixth level, you can control most of the cauldrons. When you reach the ninth level, you can control objects with a weight of two cauldrons.

However, there are only the first three levels of the bamboo book, and there is no record of the rest. If you want to practice, you still need to follow specific breathing and movements to practice the Purple Qi Cauldron Control Art.

Bai Xiaochun cheered up, adjusted his breathing, closed his eyes and put out the movements of the first picture on the bamboo book. After only three breaths, he screamed in pain all over his body and could not hold on. Moreover, the breathing method also made him feel that he was not angry enough.

"It's so difficult. The first picture above said that you can feel a trace of qi wandering in your body, but I feel nothing except pain." Bai Xiaochun was a little distressed, but for the sake of immortality, he gritted his teeth and tried again, and he stumbling like this. Until the evening, he never felt the qi in his body.

He didn't know that even a person with excellent qualifications would take at least one month to simply practice the first level of the Purple Qi Cauldron Control Technique without external power, and it would be impossible for him to feel qi at all if he had only a few hours here.

At this moment, Bai Xiaochun stretched out and was about to wash her face, but suddenly, there were noises coming from outside the door. Bai Xiaochun stuck his head out of the window and immediately saw a young man with a pale face standing outside the gate of the yard of the fire stove.

"Who replaced me Xu Baocai's quota? Get out of here!"

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Chapter completed!