Luo Xicheng took a deep breath and told himself not to be angry. He was over five thousand years old and had nothing to be angry with like two little kids.
However, when he saw Mo Hanchen standing aside and watching a joke, he decided that he could not let himself feel aggrieved alone.
Luo Xicheng pointed at Mo Hanchen with a half-smile.
Mo Hanchen had a premonition that something was bad.
Just listen to Luoxi Chengdao:
"He is more than a thousand years older than me."
Mo Hanchen: "..."
"Wow! I didn't realize that you, a fox man, are older than your beautiful brother." Ye Ziwu, who was outspoken, opened his mouth from ear to ear in surprise.
Even Le Jinrong couldn't help but sigh: "You are all so old. Why haven't you married and had children when you are so old?"
"Yes, yes, do you have any health problems?"
"If there is no problem with your body, there is something wrong with your character."
"..."
The two people chattered loudly, and Luo Xicheng and Mo Hanchen almost went crazy.
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
The two people spoke in unison.
In an instant, the world became quiet. Ye Ziwu and Le Jinrong blinked their big eyes, looking innocent as if they had been bullied.
Luo Xicheng rubbed his eyebrows.
"Since you want to practice, don't talk so much nonsense. Follow me, Ye Ziwu, and go find him, Le Jinrong."
Mo Hanchen sneered: "Oh, I'm not free."
Luo Xicheng smiled sarcastically: "If you don't have time to practice, you have time to steal my fiancée."
Mo Hanchen showed no sign of weakness: "Your fiancée is Lu Youyou, and the one I'm fighting for is Leng Fengyue."
Luo Xicheng's sarcasm deepened: "Five thousand years ago, you robbed my father of my mother, and five thousand years later, you robbed my woman. There are really many people you want to rob. I have to wonder whether you will rob me in a few thousand years."
Take away my child."
Steal his child? He is really narcissistic. He really thinks his child is a fairy.
This time Mo Hanchen was speechless, but the disdain on his face said everything.
At this moment, Luoxi City would never have thought that what he said casually would come true later.
Mo Hanchen never imagined that in the future, he would be entangled with a little kid with a pacifier in his mouth. He would follow him with short legs every day and shout in a milky voice:
Uncle Mo, I want to drink grandma...
Uncle Mo, I want to put you to sleep...
Uncle Mo, I want you to give me a hug...
Mo Hanchen, I want to marry you...
Of course, these are all things for later. Mo Hanchen is now very disdainful of Luo Xicheng's words.
Luo Xicheng had no good feelings at all towards this person who wanted to steal his mother and his wife. The two of them looked at each other and hated each other, and neither would give in to the other.
After a close debate, in the end Ye Ziwu followed Luo Xicheng and Le Jinrong followed Mo Hanchen.
The four of them randomly found a relatively clean place to practice in the back mountain of Xuantian Sword Sect.
It was getting dark, and the Xuantian Sword Sect was completely silent. Some people were practicing and some were resting.
Ye Ziwu and Le Jinrong began to practice according to the exercises taught by Luo Xicheng and Mo Hanchen.
If you want to cultivate immortality, you must first find the sense of Qi. The better your understanding, the easier it is to find the sense of Qi.
It took Ye Ziwu and Le Jinrong one night to find their sense of energy, which was already very fast.
However, this time, it was faster than before. It took less than a stick of incense to successfully sense the presence of spiritual energy in the air.
The two of them closed their eyes tightly and saw densely packed colorful light spots floating in the darkness. This feeling was so mysterious that people couldn't help but want to get closer.
After finding the sense of Qi, the next step is to introduce Qi into the body. This is also the most basic entry level in the journey of cultivating immortality. Only by introducing Qi into the body and converting it into spiritual power and storing it in the body can one increase one's cultivation level.
The two began to attract the spiritual energy that matched their spiritual roots according to the cultivation techniques taught by Luoxicheng and Mo Hanchen.
There are many kinds of auras in the air.
However, there is only one suitable for them.
Ye Ziwu absorbed the earth spiritual energy, and Le Jinrong absorbed the thunder spiritual energy. They thought it would be difficult, but they succeeded after trying it once. Just like they had practiced it countless times in advance, there was no pressure for them to introduce the energy into the body, but they were like a fish in water.
Just as easy and comfortable.
Luo Xicheng and Mo Hanchen glanced at the two of them and were not surprised at all.
Even though two people have lost their past life memories, their souls have not changed and they are still themselves.
Cultivation has become an instinct engraved on their souls.
The two of them looked away from Ye Ziwu and Le Jinrong. Their peach blossom eyes and fox eyes looked at each other. They both saw disgust in their own eyes and quickly avoided them. Even if they looked at each other more, they would feel disgusted.
One night is a short time for cultivating monks. As soon as it breaks, the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect leave the cave and go to the martial arts field to practice swordsmanship.
What may be an ordinary night for others has extraordinary significance for Ye Ziwu and Le Jinrong.
This night subverted the two people's understanding.
The feeling of spiritual energy entering the body and being converted into spiritual power and stored in the Dantian is mysterious and mysterious.
They always thought that it was very difficult to cultivate immortality because it was far away from them, but after they really entered the world of cultivation, they discovered that cultivation is as simple as eating and drinking water.
In one night, the two people built the foundation directly from mortals with no cultivation at all.
When the sky was dim and bright, two rays of light flashed from the back mountain of Xuantian Sword Sect, attracting the attention of many disciples.
Ye Ziwu and Le Jinrong woke up, and their temperaments took a qualitative leap.
The changes in Ye Ziwu are slightly smaller, because when he was in the mortal world, he ate well, slept well, and was fat and healthy. Even if there was a change, it was in temperament.
Le Jinrong was different. He had a sallow complexion and dry hair. He was thin and small. At first glance, you could tell that he was a little beggar that no one wanted.
Looking back now, it seems like he has become a completely different person.
The sallow skin has become white and flawless, the scars on the body have been repaired by spiritual energy so that no trace of age can be seen, and the dry hair has become straight and black. Although he is still thin, his temperament is very sharp, and he has become faintly capable.
I can see the shadow of the second senior brother who had a perverse and crazy personality back then.
"Ugh, why are we two so smelly and dirty?" Ye Zi covered his mouth and nose without disgust.
The spiritual energy drained the impurities from their bodies, turning them thick and brown, emitting a fishy smell.
Le Jinrong recalled the dust-clearing technique in his mind, and immediately chanted the incantation. His body flashed with a silver light. When the light dissipated, he was completely cleaned by the dust-cleaning technique.
Ye Ziwu exclaimed that it was amazing, and he also used a dust-clearing technique to clean away the impurities all over his body.
After cleaning himself up, Ye Ziwu looked around and found that Luo Xicheng and Mo Hanchen were not there.
He was wondering when suddenly a leaf fell down.
Ye Zi subconsciously looked up and found the person he was looking for lying on the tree.
Luo Xicheng was as lazy as if he had no bones, leaning sideways on the tree, supporting his head with one hand, as if he was not lying on a tree, but a noble lady lying on a royal concubine's couch.
Such an imageless posture, performed by this enchanting beauty, turned out to be indescribably charming.
Look at Mo Hanchen on another tree.
He leaned against the tree with his back, his two long slender legs crossed on the branch, one hand behind his head, and the other hand holding a leaf to play with, very leisurely.
Ye Ziwu shook his head for a moment.
It would be so beautiful if these two were not men but women, what a pity.
Ye Ziwu shouted from the tree:
"Brother Beauty, how are we doing?"
Le Jinrong pricked up his ears and listened expectantly.
Luoxicheng looked at them casually and said:
"It's so-so. You still need to keep working hard. If nothing happens, you two will practice in seclusion from today on. Don't be like some people who do nothing all day long and just pry into other people's corners."