"From today on, I will teach you how to read, and you must study hard."
Muchen said seriously.
His time was very precious. The two of them were neither relatives nor friends. Muchen had the grace to save her life, and now he brought her into the world of immortal cultivators. This was already a huge kindness.
It's impossible to waste too much time on the little girl.
Whether she can learn it and learn it well depends on the girl's fortune.
For the next month, Muchen took an hour every day to teach the little girl how to read. The little girl learned very seriously and made rapid progress.
This made Muchen very satisfied.
A month later, the little girl was able to recognize all the words in the exercise book.
You can start practicing!
For a monk, talent is very important, and understanding is equally important. A monk's understanding can often be seen from the progress of his first practice.
It took a week for the little girl to successfully introduce the spirit into her body.
This means that the little girl's understanding and talent are equally good.
"Practice hard. Refining the spirit into the body is only the first step. There is still a long way to go to practice Qi, build the foundation, concentrate on the state of mind, golden elixir... and even ascend immediately."
Muchen warned.
He was afraid that the little girl had not been exposed to other monks and had no comparison. She would be complacent after just the first step into becoming a monk and slack off in her cultivation.
"Ah, there are so many realms, wouldn't it mean that even if you die of old age, you won't be able to become an immortal?"
Ye Yu was very surprised. He was very happy at first, but now he looked like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Now she has a little knowledge about cultivation, unlike in the beginning where she would call a monk an immortal when she saw one.
It turns out that not everyone is a fairy!
Among monks, immortals are also aloof and elusive.
"Silly girl, if your realm continues to improve, your lifespan will also increase. How can you die of old age so easily?"
Muchen was amused by this girl. Becoming an immortal is not an easy task.
"Oh! Then I will continue to practice."
Ye Yu nodded and continued practicing.
Muchen himself has not slacked off in educating others, and he still has a long way to go.
The corpses of those people before were used to cultivate demon corpses, but now there are no such conditions.
There was no place to perform secret techniques in the spirit boat, and he was also afraid of scaring that girl Ye Yu.
Fortunately, if the body is placed in the storage ring, it will not break down in a short period of time.
"It's been more than a month, and we've only reached one-fifth of the distance. It's still too slow."
Muchen glanced at the map, confirmed his current location, and couldn't help but sigh.
Still early!
Fortunately, nothing happened along the way.
I hope it will be smooth sailing in the future.
"Damn, I'm such a crow-mouthed person, I can bring whatever I want!"
Muchen's heart sank when he saw several monks flying towards him, all wielding flying magic weapons, obviously coming towards him.
"Stop, no flying ahead."
The leading middle-aged monk stopped the spirit boat and said loudly.
"Can't fly?"
Muchen frowned. He had only seen them banned from flying in some cities. This was the first time that they were banned from flying in this barren mountain and wilderness!
"If you are not afraid of death, just fly forward."
Another young monk next to him sneered.
Muchen didn't bother to pay attention to this guy who talked like a gun and carried a stick. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "I hope you can teach me."
"A hundred miles further, there is the Cloud Valley, where a demon fetus is born. Anyone flying over it will be doomed."
The middle-aged man explained.
"Demon fetus?"
Muchen looked puzzled. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing.
"A kind of vision, no one can tell what it is. There was a golden elixir monk who went deep into the Cloud Valley, but never returned."
The middle-aged man said.
The golden elixir monk will never come back!
Muchen's heart trembled and his expression became serious.
"Thank you for reminding."
Muchen cupped his hands and thanked him, then asked again: "I wonder how to pass safely?"
"Yungu is not big, just go around it."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man glanced at the spirit boat with his spiritual mind and said, "There is another person on the boat? Each person has one hundred spirit stones, and a total of two hundred spirit stones need to be paid."
"Do you still need to pay?"
Muchen had a look of astonishment on his face, and immediately became suspicious, could these guys also be liars?
They made up some fabricated things to frighten the monks passing by, thereby defrauding them of their property.
It’s really possible!
After the previous incident, Muchen's vigilance increased a lot.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, then we will get it ourselves."
The young monk said with a strong attitude.
"He is indeed a liar."
Muchen became more and more certain of his guess.
If you don't agree with someone, you'll rob me. What is this but a liar?
Muchen secretly sent a message to Ye Yu in the room, telling her not to come out.
After saying that, he stared at the two people in front of him sharply, and if he encountered a robbery, he would take action!
"Fighting and killing all day long, what if one day you meet someone stronger and more ruthless than you? How many times have I told you, we are in business!"
The middle-aged man's expression became gloomy. Muchen thought he was going to take action, but unexpectedly he looked at the young monk aside and cursed loudly.
What are you doing?
New tricks?
"If you don't believe what I say, you will understand if you walk a little further."
The middle-aged man said.
Without saying a word, Muchen urged the spirit boat to move forward. He wanted to see what was going on ahead.
Two middle-aged men were also flying beside them.
It didn't take long.
A deep canyon appeared in front of Muchen's eyes, filled with mist, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.
"Is the danger here?"
Muchen frowned and tried to use his magic eye to take a look, but found nothing unusual.
"Hold on."
The middle-aged man took out a bird from his spirit animal bag and let it fly.
This is just an ordinary bird, not a spiritual beast.
Muchen didn't know what he was going to do, but since he did it, just watch.
As soon as the bird was released, it stumbled and flew forward, and in front of it was Yungu.
Not long after, the birds had arrived in the sky above Yungu.
Rumble.
In the deep canyon, the originally calm mist began to billow.
Then there was the sound of a baby crying, and a huge, white and tender hand stretched out from the clouds and grabbed the bird in its hand.
"What the hell?"
Muchen stared at this scene in confusion. It was not until the big hand retracted into the mist that he calmed down.
"No one can tell what it is. It can only be explained as some kind of incomprehensible vision. A monk in the Concentration Realm will never come back when he passes above the Cloud Valley."
The middle-aged man said calmly.
"Doesn't anyone care about this kind of thing?"
Muchen asked puzzledly.
This kind of thing looks very wrong at first glance, and there is no telling what kind of disaster it will become in the future.
"How to care? Even the Golden Core Realm monks couldn't come out alive. Besides, Yungu is like this. As long as it's not in that area, there won't be any danger."
The middle-aged man shook his head and said. This chapter has been completed!