Cultivation Of Immortality: Double Cultivation With Thousand Times Experience

"Good afternoon, Fellow Daoist Shu." Jì Hou's voice echoed in the spacious and quiet Deacon Hall, as steady and cordial as ever.

He nodded slightly to the monk Shu Cheng who was on duty, and the latter also responded with a warm smile. The tacit understanding and harmony between the two people was self-evident.

Jì Hou and Yao Yun walked across the familiar stone road with light steps. Their figures cast a long shadow in the sun, reflecting on the ancient bluestone wall of the Deacon Hall.

Although he is now a Jindan elder, he has not chosen to move to the more majestic Wei Feng Cave, specially prepared for Jindan monks.

The reason for this, in addition to his own lazy habits, is more out of consideration and consideration for his fellow Taoists. He knew that the current highest level of cultivation among the three of them was only in the early stage of foundation building, which was just right for this cave with a third-level spirit gathering array.

If you rashly switch to a fourth-level Spirit Gathering Formation cave with too strong aura, it will slow down the cultivation process because the practitioner cannot bear the excessive infusion of aura. Cultivation should focus on appropriateness rather than blind pursuit of strong aura.

The two of them walked like the wind, and soon they arrived in front of the simple and peaceful cave door.

Jì Hou calmly took out the token and waved it gently. The formation of the cave opened and they stepped into it hand in hand.

On the way back, Jì Hou had confessed to Yao Yun about her multiple partners. To his surprise, Yao Yun not only did not show any sadness, but took it for granted. In her eyes, powerful This is how a monk should live.

When Jì Hou curiously asked why, Yao Yun's answer made him secretly amazed.

It turned out that Yao Yun actually had five mothers in her family. Except for her biological mother, the others were all wives married by her father in the late stage of foundation establishment.

As a family that has been cultivating immortals for thousands of years, the Yao family has a respected head, and it seems not unusual to have five wives. Jì Hou was very moved after hearing this. This is indeed a broadening of horizons and unique insights for a woman from a big family.

Now that Yao Yun can accept and understand this way of life, Jì Hou's worries have also dissipated. He firmly believes that his two Taoist companions will be able to live in harmony, support each other, and grow together on this unique path to immortality.

After entering the cave, Jì Hou held Yao Yun's soft and slightly cold palm tightly, as if she could convey his firmness and affection.

The two of them walked through the fallen leaves and the scent of flowers on the stone path. Not long after, an attic full of ancient charm suddenly appeared in sight. This attic is decorated with carved beams and painted beams, with raised eaves and corners, and is surrounded by green bamboos, making it appear quiet and mysterious.

Before Jì Hou could step on the bluestone steps leading to the attic, a pretty woman came out of the attic. She was Yuan Zhihong, with a graceful figure and a picturesque face. She was wearing a long gauze dress that swayed slightly in the wind. , like a red lotus in full bloom.

She sensed Jì Hou's aura with her keen spiritual sense and couldn't wait to come out to greet him.

"Husband~" She called softly, her voice was like an oriole coming out of the valley, she opened her arms, and her eyes showed deep longing. After not seeing each other for a few days, my longing for Jì Hou is growing like a vine. Now that we see each other, I just want to hold him deeply in my arms.

Jì Hou responded with the same warm emotion, strode forward, hugged her into his arms, and felt the familiar warmth and tenderness.

After a deep and emotional hug, Yuan Zhihong turned her eyes to Yao Yun next to Jì Hou, with a friendly smile on her face: "Is this your husband's new Taoist monk? I don't know your sister's surname. , where did it come from?”

Seeing this, Yao Yun calmly bowed and her behavior was dignified and decent, showing the gentleness and upbringing of a woman from an aristocratic family. She gently replied: "I have met my sister, my little sister Yao Yun, who was born in the Yuesheng Dynasty. Yao family."

After Yuan Zhihong heard this, the admiration in her eyes became even stronger. She naturally heard the profound meaning of Yao Yun calling herself sister. It was a sincere expression of willingness to respect her status and willingness to integrate into this big family.

So, she walked out of Jì Hou's arms, walked to Yao Yun, took her hand affectionately, her smile was like a spring breeze, "My sister has an outstanding temperament, and she is a perfect match for her husband. Come, I will take you Go pick out a room you like.”

A faint blush appeared on Yao Yun's cheeks. She looked at Jì Hou and saw his smiling eyes filled with relief and expectation for their harmonious coexistence.

She nodded slightly and followed Yuan Zhihong into the antique attic, her heart filled with longing and longing for future life.

Jì Hou watched silently from behind. The harmonious relationship between the two Taoists was undoubtedly the greatest happiness and peace for him.

In the next few days, Jì Hou studied magic techniques during the day and occasionally supervised Yuan Zhilu's practice. At night, he explored the avenue with two Taoists, Yao Yun and Yuan Zhihong.

In this way, after enjoying a carefree and leisurely life for a few days, Jì Hou once again embarked on a new journey. He walked out of the cave in high spirits, aiming directly at the majestic tail peak.

"Elder Han, you have to catch me!" At the top of the tail peak, thousands of feet high in the sky, Jì Hou resolutely dispersed the magic power lingering around him, and dived straight towards the tail peak in an almost cynical free fall.

His figure was like an eagle soaring in the sky, instantly piercing the sky and heading towards the earth.

The wind was howling around him, sharp and violent, but Jì Hou was smiling, enjoying this unique excitement and pleasure.

At the same time, he sent a spiritual sound transmission towards the tail peak. He knew that Elder Han would definitely be able to catch his call.

As expected, it didn't take long for Jì Hou to receive a teasing response from Elder Han: "Hey, boy Ji, I just don't care about you, just fall to your death on the tail peak, so as not to cause trouble to me in the future. .”

Not to be outdone, Jì Hou pretended to be a threat: "Hey, Old Man Han, if you really dare not to pick me up, see if I don't go to the sect master tomorrow to report you for abusing your fellow disciples!"

However, Elder Han looked unconcerned and showed his free and easy response: "Then just go, I will accompany you at any time."

In the blink of an eye, Jì Hou turned into a meteor and hit the tail peak heavily, stirring up dust and creating a huge crater.

However, for the tail peak that stretches for dozens of miles, this pothole can only be regarded as a small and insignificant flaw.

"I'll go, Old Man Han, are you serious?" In the diffuse dust, Jì Hou jumped out of the hole with a strong body, unscathed from head to toe, looking quite relaxed and comfortable.

At this moment, light and shadow flickered in the open space opposite, and Elder Han appeared out of thin air like a ghost, with a joking smile on his face: "Your kid is already in the late stage of the Golden Core, and his body is very tough. Even if he doesn't pick it up, he won't die. If he doesn't pick it up, he won't die." It really doesn’t matter.”

Then, Elder Han put away his smile and asked seriously: "Tell me, Mr. Ji, what is the purpose of coming to see me, a bad old man, this time? Is it possible that you are newly married and are not deeply affectionate with your lovely wife in the cave?" , instead came to me, a lonely old man, to have fun?"