Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

When Fang Chang woke up from this body, he also received the past memories of the original body, but when he recalled them, it was like a different perspective, always reminding him that these memories did not belong to him.

Before that, he just lived alone in a small town. Like his neighbors, he hoeed the fields every day, worked at sunrise and rested at sunset.

The old man who raised him didn't know his origin, he only knew that he was sent here, and the old man didn't leave a word after he passed away.

Therefore, Yuanshen has been looking forward to finding his parents, figuring out why he was sent away, and at the same time taking another look at them.

Even this idea has become an obsession, lingering on this body, even though it is gone.

Fang Chang knows that he needs to find an opportunity to fulfill this last wish on behalf of the original body, otherwise this obsession will become a big obstacle when he advances on the road of practice.

It's just that his spiritual sense told him that the opportunity has not come yet, it is not suitable to go down the mountain, and there will be no result in searching for it by force, and he still needs to wait for the opportunity.

This kind of waiting with the flow is more suitable for one's own practice path.

It took longer for the charcoal kiln to cool down. Fang Chang first went to check the bricks. The bricks inside hadn't cooled completely, but they had already formed. He reached out and took one out of the kiln, and tapped his fingers to listen to the sound.

It sounds like a good brick.

Of course, the quality is incomparable with that fired in a real brick kiln, and it only reaches the "usable" level.

He stacked the bricks together and moved them into the new shed next to him. After thinking about it, he planned to use these bricks to dry build a brick pool in the middle of the shed, and sprinkle quicklime inside.

After the charcoal comes out of the kiln, you can put suitable charcoal into the pool for storage to avoid getting black charcoal powder everywhere.

Standing up straight, looking at the distance below the cliff, Fang Chang suddenly felt a twitch in his heart.

That direction should be a small town?

The charcoal kiln is still hot, but it won't break if it is put away, and it will be the same when it is collected after a while.

Fang Chang first opened a bamboo tube and poured some water on the melon seedlings in the melon field next to the shack. The land on the cliff is very fertile, and the melon seedlings that have just grown are not tall, but they are very strong, and the green shoots open to the sky, full of vitality.

When I come back from this trip, I should look for thin bamboos and put a shelf for the melon seedlings, maybe they will grow better.

Fang Chang is going to go down the mountain.

Just when he finished collecting the bricks and looked down the mountain, his spiritual sense was suddenly touched, as if something was happening there. You have to follow your feelings, just go down the mountain to have a look, and by the way, after spending the time on the mountain, take a new look at the world of mortals and the fireworks in the world.

This is good for practice.

It doesn't require too much preparation. When Fang Chang returns to the house, he should simply clean up and go down the mountain immediately. As the saying goes: A happy person does a happy thing, and he has no worries and a clear mind.

Put the tea leaves on the shelf outside into the long bamboo tube and plug them in, then took the green cloth furoshiki that I had when I came, and put a change of clothes and my two books in it together.

The "Practice Way" and "Practice Method" are must-have items. One is that they can be studied at any time, and the other is that they can repel mosquitoes.

After thinking for a while, Fang Chang picked up the uncut jade that the monkey gave him from the corner of the bed, and broke off a piece of it. The monkey Sun Yun gave two pieces as a gift, and it seemed that they should be produced by Yun Zhongshan. Among them, the slender one has been polished by him into the straight-backed knife on his body, and the other one has been left unused in the corner of the bed.

He wrapped two pieces of cooked venison with two layers of broad leaves, wrapped them with thin vines, and packed two plant tubers. These should be some kind of potato, and wild boar was stewed with it before. . After roasting, the potato tastes sweet and sweet, and the taste varies with the heat, either crispy or soft, which is very good.

Wrapping the fur skin casually and tying it on his back, Fang Chang pushed back the gate of the fence house and went towards the layman.

The sun is just right, and the side that is exposed to people is warm.

To go down from Xianqi Cliff, you have to cross the valley from the side of the cliff, and then turn over three hills.

Looking around, Fang Chang had an idea, and his childlike innocence grew. He walked to the boulder where he sat cross-legged and practiced every morning, looked at the misty clouds below, and then——

——jump!

The wind whizzed past his ears, and the clouds and mist wanted to move towards him at high speed.

The cloud and mist were slightly stirred by the falling Fang Chang, and it took half a quarter of an hour to return to calm.

Falling lightly from the cliff, enjoying a free fall, Fang Chang secretly smiled and said, this is the fastest and shortest way to get down from Xianqi Cliff, there are neither rough rocks nor overgrown vegetation in the middle, but only You can do this yourself.

There is a slope below. After landing, Fang Chang simply patted off his clothes, and only walked a hundred feet to the outside, and then saw a faint path.

This path was obviously stepped on by humans. Due to the lack of frequent passing, the path is still full of weeds, but the growth is not as good as the sides of the road, so it can be clearly distinguished.

A short walk down is Linxi Village.

Fang Chang tightened his pack on his back and walked towards the mountain village. Not far through the mountain village was the official road.

Not long ago, the disaster of cutting off the water source did not have much impact on this small mountain village, and the peace and tranquility of the past has been restored here.

The only difference is that the mountain people all remembered that there was a kind fairy elder Fang on Xianqi Cliff who helped them through a catastrophe, and the mountain god in the nearby mountain temple also contributed a lot to this. .

It was the slack season recently, near noon, and no one was working in the village or in the terraced fields on the hillside below.

The last time he came to Linxi Village, Fang Chang only looked at the entrance of the village and communicated with the villagers twice, but he didn't go in. Now passing by here alone, he observed it carefully with great interest.

During the Taiping period, the houses in Linxi Village were fairly tidy, but most of them were made of earth, stone and thatch, with no bricks or tiles to be seen.

Houses are full of smoke, and there are not many children playing outside. Thinking about this time, they have all been called home for lunch—thanks to the fact that the world has not been chaotic for hundreds of years, and now even commoners have become popular three times a day. meal.

Because it is close to Yunzhong Mountain, which is rich in products, there are a lot of livestock in the village, and more fodder is fed.

The most common ones are pigs, sheep and chickens, and there are very few precious cattle.

In addition, chickens in mountain villages are very precious, or in other words, chickens in the world are also very precious, especially those that need to be fed with rice in the city.

Everyone raises them all year round, and they are used to chime the time and lay eggs. They will be slaughtered only when distinguished guests come. If they are killed for no reason, the whole village will hate and hate them.

Because Fang Chang was always in harmony with the natural world, several mountain people in the village chatting with each other subconsciously ignored him, so he was able to pass by calmly and headed for the official road not far below the mountain.

Behind him, in Linxi Village, a child who was playing with stones in front of his house suddenly threw the stone in his hand, turned his head and said to the adults next to him:

"Father, I just met a fairy."

"What fairy??"

first update~

I tested the waters this afternoon, asking for a book list, asking for a collection.

Thank you octocat for your reward.