Cultivation: Start with Inviting Gods

The snow was falling, and the snow was falling.

Because of the arrival of the winter cold wave, the whole Qinshan Mountain suddenly became silent.

Jiang Nanhe silently came out of the quilt that was warmed by his little body, picked up his clothes and dressed neatly. After a while, his whole little body was wrapped into a ball. He walked to the door with small steps, opened the door and looked outside.

In just one night, the top of Qinshan Mountain was covered with heavy snow.

The heavy snow reminded him of the scene when he was just born. Jiang Nanhe silently closed the door. Some of the heavy snow at the door hit the house. He took a broom and wanted to sweep it out. The general came out at this time and took the broom from him.

The heavy snow outside the door was too heavy, and there was no sign of stopping.

The general went out to sweep the snow off the roof, and then cleared the snow around Jiang Nanhe's house, and also cleared the snow around his temple.

The snow was too heavy, and it would be a problem to wait for it to melt.

Not long after Jiang Nanhe arrived at Qinshan, there was also such a heavy snow.

At that time, Yang'er used his body to push away the heavy snow, and also cleaned up the area around the temple, which prevented the entire temple from freezing when the snow melted.

Jiang Nanhe originally planned to go out for some morning lessons and then train, but in this heavy snow, he really didn't want to move and couldn't go out, so the general cleared a small area for him in the room and let him jump around for a while.

Jiang Nanhe has now cultivated internal strength and spiritual energy, and has perfectly fulfilled the general's vision.

At first, he thought that Jiang Nanhe would need 4 or 5 years to cultivate all of these, but he didn't expect that Jiang Nanhe would achieve his goal in more than half a year.

So in the general's opinion, Jiang Nanhe can take a good rest next, practice martial arts when he has time, practice calligraphy when he has nothing to do, learn painting to nourish his spirit and enrich his spiritual connotation.

He meditates every day, absorbs some spiritual energy, and makes the spiritual energy in his body bigger and bigger. This is enough, and there is no need to train hard like before.

Jiang Nanhe also knows about the general's arrangement, but he is really uncomfortable with relaxing suddenly.

Although the weather outside prevents him from going out for training, he thinks that daily training cannot be abandoned.

So Jiang Nanhe performed a set of palm techniques in the room. After the performance, Jiang Nanhe stood in horse stance silently for a while.

While watching Jiang Nanhe's small body wrapped into a ball training, the general cooked porridge for Jiang Nanhe.

It is called porridge, but in fact, the general dug out the seeds of some plants planted by Jiang Nanhe, ground them into flour, and used them as wheat flour to make noodle soup.

There were some taro and meat in the soup. Jiang Nanhe was very receptive to the food made by the general. After all, it was much more delicious than the wild vegetable soup he made himself.

After finishing the meal, Jiang Nanhe had nothing to do.

He couldn't go out, but he didn't know what to do in the room. He could only lie on the bed and stare at the ceiling in a daze.

The general couldn't stand his salted fish look, so he pulled him down from the bed and taught him for a while. He learned to read, and then the general found that there was nothing to do.

He put Jiang Nanhe back on the bed. The lamb was sleeping soundly on the bed at this time. He hadn't gotten up yet. Jiang Nanhe lay beside the lamb, pillowing the lamb's body.

The room suddenly fell into silence, with only the sound of the lamb chewing something. This guy didn't know what he dreamed about, and his saliva was almost flowing on Jiang Nanhe's bed.

The general took out a sheep towel with disdain, wiped the lamb's saliva, and then put the sheep towel under the lamb's mouth to prevent him from wetting Jiang Nanhe's bedding.

Jiang Nanhe rested his head on the lamb, covered with a thick quilt, and then continued to be in a daze. The general looked at him like this and felt very sorry.

At this time, in his eyes, Jiang Nanhe was full of loneliness. He could feel the loneliness from a distance, although it was just his illusion and filter.

Jiang Nanhe was actually thinking about the meaning of some more obscure sentences in the "Ling Yan Jing", thinking about how to practice in the future and how to run the meridians, but the general thought that the child was bored, so he sat next to Jiang Nanhe and started chatting with Jiang Nanhe.

Listening to the general's voice, Jiang Nanhe silently threw away the messy thoughts in his mind, and then lay on the lamb, his eyes wide open, full of interest.

He was very

Curious about the general's story, the general's past experiences, and what the general looks like?

But the things the general told Jiang Nanhe were all what he remembered. The passage of time made the general forget some things. Listening to him telling stories about killing enemies on the battlefield and the various anecdotes he encountered, Jiang Nanhe's eyes lit up.

He sat up silently, and then sat on the general's lap. The general supported his body and told him about the monsters he had encountered before, what they looked like and what abilities they had, and how they were killed by him in the end?

The more Jiang Nanhe listened, the more he felt that the general's past was really wonderful! But when the general finished speaking, the two fell into silence again.

Jiang Nanhe blinked his eyes. The things the general said were very exciting, and there were many of them, but according to the general's words, these things happened very close in time. Now that the general has finished speaking, does it mean that the general has died at that time?

He expressed his doubts, and the general affirmed Jiang Nanhe's thoughts.

He died young. According to the general, he died in a war, not by the enemy.

The war before his death was a great victory. He led the team to break through one city after another and killed one powerful enemy after another, but then he met with an accident and died in a foreign land.

Jiang Nanhe listened and felt a surge of sadness in his heart.

He stood up on the general's legs and patted the general's shoulder.

The general was amused by his old-fashioned look. His life was wonderful. Although it was short, he gained extraordinary glory and overwhelming power.

What had he not seen when he was alive? Jiang Nanhe, this little brat, actually began to comfort him at such a young age, which made the general very funny.

He poked Jiang Nanhe's little forehead, and Jiang Nanhe's little body fell back. He looked at the general with dissatisfaction. He felt sorry for this guy just now, but now he wanted to take back his heartache.

This guy actually took advantage of his young age and couldn't stand steadily, and pushed him casually. Don't you know that it's easy for him to fall? Then it will become his black history again.

Seeing Jiang Nanhe's angry look, the general stretched out his hand, and the golden flame on his palm jumped, and then the flame turned into Jiang Nanhe's appearance.

Jiang Nanhe looked at the various movements made by the flame on the general's palm that turned into his own appearance, and his cheeks were slightly red. He clenched his hand into a fist with some anger and hammered the breastplate on the general's chest armor.

The general is really annoying sometimes.

Jiang Nanhe thought so, and he also stretched out his hand, and then, he urged the spiritual energy in his body, guided the spiritual energy on his palm, and imitated the general's appearance to raise a flame.

Seeing the general who had to work hard to raise a small cluster of flames on his palm, he stretched out his hand and shook it gently, and the golden little man on his palm that turned into Jiang Nanhe's appearance jumped into Jiang Nanhe's hand and kicked out the cluster of flames directly.

Jiang Nanhe felt the empty spiritual energy in his body, and bumped into the general in dissatisfaction, then pulled his armor and raised his hand to reach for the mask on his face.

Looking at the angry Jiang Nanhe, the general stretched out his hand to hold the back of his collar and lifted him into the air. Under his hand, Jiang Nanhe struggled, but he couldn't get away. He blamed the clothes on his body for being too thick and his arms and legs for being too short.

Looking at Jiang Nanhe struggling under his hand, the expression behind the general's mask was particularly happy. Jiang Nanhe was like a little turtle in this state.

The golden little man jumped back and forth on Jiang Nanhe's head. He was made of flames, but he didn't set Jiang Nanhe's hair on fire. It was enough to show how good the general's delicate operation was?

Sensing the touch on his hair, Jiang Nanhe's face turned red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or embarrassed.