Cultivation of Immortals begins with drawing superhuman physique

Su Poman got off the stone bed, pushed the mechanism, closed the stone roof, then opened the stone door and walked out of the stone house.

The evening breeze is cool, lanterns are hung on the mountain road, and the huge sun statue at the mountain gate is emitting a faint yellow light, which complements the moonlight in the sky, and the entire Lieyang Sect is shrouded in a faint luster.

The lower Taoist temple is very lively at night, because all the disciples cannot practice at night, and the practice of magic is extremely boring. Therefore, many people have set up stalls on the mountain road to sell various materials and items they have obtained during their training.

, and some people directly moved some mortal objects up from the mountain. The entire road was like a night market, with disciples of the Lieyang Sect wearing red robes wandering around in groups.

When passing through the stone house area, Su Poman happened to see a chubby figure walking this way.

"Brother Nie?" Su Poman called softly.

Nie Rongchuan raised his head, reacted from his deep thoughts, his eyes became clear, and there was a look of surprise on his face, and he said slowly: "Fellow Daoist Su, I was just going to find you, but I didn't expect you to come out first. Today I

I spent a whole day studying the exercises in the stone house, and my head almost exploded. Let’s go to the night market of the lower Taoist temple tonight, just in time to get familiar with the sect’s environment and make some friends!”

"That's what I meant!" Su Poman nodded and said with a smile, "Let's go, I think it's quite lively over there!"

The light in the stone house area is relatively dim, while the mountain road in the distance is brightly lit, and the distant sound is like a buzzing swarm of flies.

Su Poman and Nie Rongchuan walked out of the stone house area together and walked towards the mountain road. Along the way, they met many unfamiliar old disciples from the Lower Daoist Academy who were also rushing in that direction, but the other party did not treat the two new disciples.

I took the newbies in mind, and when I passed by, my face was full of indifference, with no intention of stopping to say hello.

Along the criss-crossing paths, the two came to the night market. Both sides were filled with various stalls and items. The stall owners' cultivation levels varied, ranging from the third floor to the fifth floor in the Qi Refining Stage, like Su Poman.

Monks at the first level of Qi refining are very rare.

There are various things on the stall, including precious ores, monster materials, spiritual herbs, as well as spiritual tooth rice and monster meat that will not cause impurities in the body and can satisfy the appetite. In addition, like moonstone,

There are also many items such as transmission symbols, soundproof array flags, blank jade slips, and elixir bottles. These stall owners only accept spiritual stone transactions or barter. Gold and silver in the mortal world have lost their effectiveness here. Some

There will be a sign on the stall indicating that it only accepts transactions of certain materials.

Su Poman listened to Nie Rongchuan's introduction while watching. The effects of some of the gadgets really made him a little excited, but thinking about the few spiritual stones left in his pocket, he immediately suppressed the urge to shop.

"Fat Nie, if you don't practice well in the stone house, why did you come out in the middle of the night?"

A female voice suddenly came from the crowd in the distance, and then a pretty figure jumped up to the two of them, with an extremely agile figure.

Lu Xiner was wearing a red robe from the Lieyang Sect that was slightly loose at this time. She looked a little petite, like a little girl who had secretly worn her father's clothes. She looked a little inexplicably funny.

"Fat Master, do you care where I want to go?" Nie Rongchuan narrowed his eyes and said aggressively, puffing out his chest like a rooster with aroused fighting spirit.

"Little sister, don't act nonsense. You come from a girl's family, so don't dance and chatter all day long!"

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked hand in hand among the crowd. The young man on the left had straight features and a sense of righteousness in his brows. His expression revealed a mature and solemn look. Next to him was the young man who had entered the school with them.

That muscular man.

"Two Taoist friends, I'm sorry, my little sister is really lacking in discipline, it's really ridiculous!" Lu Man came up and grabbed Lu Xiner and said apologetically, then he seemed to have thought of something, got out of the way, and pulled Lu Xiner away.

The strong man behind him appeared and said with a smile: "Let me introduce to you, this is Fellow Daoist Quan who joined the sect with us. These two Fellow Daoists are Fellow Daoist Su and Fellow Daoist Nie! Since everyone is in and out of the sect,

, naturally we need to unite to avoid being bullied by those old disciples..."

"I'm here, Quan Gui, I've seen two fellow Taoists!" Quan Gui cupped his fists. Due to his size, his whole body looked very oppressive, causing the old disciples passing by to avoid this person subconsciously.

"My Su Poman, I have met all Taoist friends, so we have met once before!" Su Poman clasped his fists slightly, then said with a smile.

Quan Guo laughed and said with an eager expression: "We are both from the same physical education background, and we are both in the Sword Monastery, so we will naturally have more exchanges in the future!"

"Yes, yes!" Su Poman nodded with a smile.

"Is Fellow Daoist Nie also in the Dharma Monastery like the Lu brothers and sisters?" Quan Guan then brought the topic to Nie Rongchuan.

Nie Rongchuan nodded and said: "Yes, our new disciples must choose 70% to practice, right?"

"Absolutely. I went to the Dharma Monastery to sign up this morning, and the queue has been waiting for a long time!" Lu Man held his chin and said slowly, "By the way, the Dharma Monastery has a secret method called 'Qingshen Technique'. It is said that after mastering it, it can speed up spell casting.

And to reduce the consumption of spiritual power, I looked at it this afternoon and found it a bit difficult. I have studied it for a long time and still can’t understand the first part. Is the ‘sword control’ in your sword monastery difficult?”

"Sword Controlling Technique?" Quan Guo was stunned, with a complex look on his face, "Today I studied the 'Fire Sun Technique' in the stone house for a day, and found that this technique is much more difficult than the body training technique.

After reading the first article, I felt that it was so confusing and many places were so obscure that I didn’t even dare to start practicing. As for the jade slips on ‘Sword Control’, I haven’t had time to look them up yet!”

Nie Rongchuan also showed distress on his face, and said with some frustration: "I also studied the exercises in the stone house for a day today, and I also found it a bit tricky. I can't practice them at all at the moment. I can only wait until tomorrow to listen to the elder who teaches the exercises.

Said, I hope I can have a chance to ask questions then, otherwise it will take a lot of time to get started with the 'Fire Sun Kung'!"

"The Flame Sun Kung Fu is much more advanced than the 'Changchun Kung Fu' I practiced before. I believe the spiritual power produced by this technique will be stronger!" Lu Xiner said very optimistically.

Nie Rongchuan rolled his eyes and couldn't help but muttered: "Isn't this nonsense? The techniques of Lieyang Sect are definitely better than those of the ordinary people you practice!"

"Damn fat man, do you think I can't hear you?" Lu Xiner raised her eyebrows and angrily walked up to Nie Rongchuan and reached out to pinch his ears.

"Hey, you little girl is rebelling against your will... Hey, aunt, please stop trying so hard, ah ah ah..."

"I told you to mutter nonsense!"

"Little sister, stop it!"

…

The three of them got into a mess. Lu Xiner grabbed Nie Rongchuan's ear and refused to let go. Lu Man anxiously tried to stop him, while he kept apologizing to Nie Rongchuan.

Su Poman and Quan Guo looked at each other and smiled, both amused by the scene in front of them.

At this moment, a dozen or so ferocious old disciples walked up the mountain road. They all had a black dragon-patterned silk cloth tied on their arms. Wherever they passed, people turned on their backs and passers-by stepped out of their way.