Cultivating immortals is a hard job

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is better for Mo Xun to have such a closed bamboo house.

After all, in the next practice, he will have to enter the green gourd frequently. At that time, whether it is preparing pills or practicing spells, it is indeed inconvenient to be in the open cave.

After the dead of night, he sat cross-legged on the bamboo couch, and began to circulate the Fiery Fire Art in his body, continuing to practice the art of controlling fire.

After a few months of familiarity, the flames he condensed now can already cover the entire palm, but this kind of flame cannot leave the body yet.

According to the Fiery Fire Art, the next step is to refine the Flame Slash. When it reaches a certain level, the flame can be released. At that time, it can be regarded as truly mastering this fire magic.

Imagine that if he could perform the Flame Slash when fighting with Hu Tianming last time, I am afraid that the opponent would suffer in the end.

And if he can make the flame leave the body, he does not need to get close to the enemy, and he has the ability to fight the enemy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little hot in his heart.

It was just this brief distraction that caused the spiritual energy in his body to suddenly become disordered.

He quickly gathered his mind and guided the correct meridians.

Half an incense stick later, he gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and thought of the danger just now, and he was frightened.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation since he started practicing.

Perhaps, this is the legendary obsession!

Although the road to becoming an immortal is extremely tempting, it is also full of dangers.

No words for the whole night...

The morning light shone into the house, and the air in the mountains was full of the fragrance of soil.

There were a few bird calls outside the house. Looking out through the window, the top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the whole mountain seemed to be inserted into the clouds.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Mo Xun got up and opened the door, and saw Su Yunshang, who was sleepy.

The little girl had just got up, without makeup, and her fair face was red and tender.

The lotus comes out of the clear water, naturally without any decoration, this is probably what it means.

Before he could ask, Yunshang said weakly: "I'm hungry!"

...

There was no other way, Mo Xun could only spend another half a day to teach the little girl how to cook.

If he was alone, perhaps a wild game could be eaten for several days.

Fortunately, he couldn't practice during this period, so there was nothing important to do.

But what happened next made him speechless again.

"Is this... yours?"

While eating, Mo Xun took out a hard object from his mouth. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a piece of chopped nails!

At this moment, his face was so wonderful, so wonderful!

Su Yunshang smiled embarrassedly and quickly snatched it from his hand.

The meal ended hastily with Mo Xun's iron-green face.

Cultivation is a boring and tedious thing. Let's not talk about meditation and refining qi. Just practicing a spell, from unfamiliar to proficient, requires countless repeated practice.

If you have better talent, it may be very easy to get started, but those with poor comprehension will obviously have a lot of trouble.

And Mo Xun is exactly the unlucky latter!

Even after thousands of experiments, if you can't even master the circulation of spiritual energy, I wonder how many people can persist like Mo Xun!

The next few days, the two spent in peace. For Mo Xun, this kind of life is both fulfilling and comfortable, but Su Yunshang, who has nothing to do all day, seems much more boring.