Playing the cultivation game in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 5 On the Necessity of Sleep

Since the war between immortals and demons ten thousand years ago, the Tianxiao Continent has been divided into three parts: the human territory to the north, the demon territory to the south, and the unknown demon territory, and they do not interfere with each other.

That fierce and magnificent battle established the status of the five major sects and the four major holy lands in the human race, with countless affiliated sects and dynasties under them.

The five major sects are the Scarlet Sun Sect, the Xuanshuang Sect, the Lingxiao Sword Sect, the Giant Spirit Sect and the Beast Taming Sect.

Both the Chiri Sect and the Xuanshuang Sect are rich in Dharma cultivation. The two founding ancestors of the sect ten thousand years ago even became good friends. As time went by, the two sects also miraculously maintained their friendship for ten thousand years.

Lingxiao Sword Sect, as you can tell by its name, is the No. 1 sword sect in the Tianxiao world, the supreme holy land in the hearts of swordsmen, an excellent melee partner choice, and can occasionally act as a human shield, a must for team adventures and conquering dungeons;

The Giant Spirit Sect, in Sheng Fei's mind, was the hometown of physical training and was rich in human shields; as for the Beast Taming Sect, most of its disciples were accompanied by monsters and spirit beasts, making them perfect summoner templates.

The four major holy places are the Nanshan Eclipse Island located in the hinterland of the Demon Realm in the extreme south, the Traceless Tower and Tianxiao Academy in the central region of the mainland, and the extremely mysterious Wu Nian Mountain located on the bottom of the sea. Let’s not ignore it for the moment.

After clearing his thoughts, Sheng Wei finished drawing thirty high-grade light body charms in the system space in one breath. The face of the little man transformed from his soul was full of tiredness.

The system panel shows that there are currently a total of 9,960 energy points, and thirty high-quality spells can provide thirty energy points.

"Recycle, recycle them all!" Sheng Fei gritted his teeth and waved his hand, then took out a large number of blank talisman papers that he had accumulated before, and gathered them together.

Seeing that the energy points passed 10,000 points smoothly, Sheng Fei was satisfied and left the system space, returning his soul to its original place.

The slight coolness of the rainy day is mixed with the light peach wood fragrance, filling the heart and spleen, and has a very good soothing effect.

There is an extremely rare piece of ten thousand-year-old spiritual essence buried underground in the small stone cliff courtyard where she is located, and the spiritual energy is extremely full. The courtyard is not big, with three simple and exquisite cabins surrounding the peach tree in the middle. One is used for living.

The one on the right is the study room, and the one on the left is the training place. When you open the window, you can see the sea of ​​clouds and mist-filled scenery.

"It's the age when your body grows. You need to sleep more to grow taller."

Wrap yourself into a roll with a cloud silk quilt, put aside your worries and concerns for the time being, rub your chubby face, and fall asleep beautifully with the sound of drizzle.

In the evening, the small hut on the top of the mountain.

"Sure enough, it's more comfortable to sleep on a rainy day." Sheng Fei laughed, opened the door, slowly moved to the wooden table and sat down, casually pulled a chicken drumstick and put it to his mouth.

In fact, she was the only one who needed to eat on Guiyu Mountain. The fire poison in Sheng Yi's bloodline was overbearing and stubborn. In order to reduce the pain of taking pills and medicine, Bian Zheng put a lot of thought into eating, so the meals on the mountain have always been very particular.

Senior Brother Men and Bian Qi would come over occasionally to have a meal.

The main dish of today’s dinner is honey sauce chicken coated with Xuanshuang nectar and stuffed with various kinds of preserved fruits. The chicken is a first-order white-feathered chicken fed with elixirs on the mountain. The meat is tender and smooth; Xuanshuang nectar has heat-clearing properties.

It has detoxifying effect, is cool and refreshing, and perfectly neutralizes the sweetness of preserved fruits. It is crisp, tender and delicious in the mouth, and has a unique flavor. There are several plates of fresh seasonal vegetables and various sauces around the sauce chicken, and there are huge wooden basins on the side.

Full of soft dough.

Bian Qi raised his head and glanced at Sheng Fei. He kept moving his hands and without changing his expression, he spread layer after layer of chili sauce into the noodles.

"Why is your face so pale?" Bian Qi took a bite of the cake and said doubtfully, "Don't be overusing your spiritual consciousness again."

Sheng Fei felt guilty, gnawing on the chicken leg and making a vague sound: "Nothing!"

Her body has been affected by fire poison all year round and is relatively weak. Bian Zheng has always been disapproving of her urgent study plan.

In the past, her limit was to draw twenty high-grade talismans. In order not to be discovered by Bian Zheng, she deliberately got into the system space to draw the talismans.

God knows, after she had accumulated enough 10,000 energy points to activate the function of repairing root bones, she happily walked around in circles a few times.

"Oh, it smells so good. What's that on Azheng's hand?"

Seeing Bian Zheng walking into the medicine house, Sheng Xi finished chewing the chicken legs and wiped her hands. She took the round and thick black stone pot from his hand and carefully opened it and took a look. Well, most of them were ingredients she didn't recognize.

"Be careful of burns." Bian Zheng's brows twitched, and he picked up the smelly child's hand that was hanging on the edge of the stone pot, "The sea of ​​consciousness is exhausted, the consciousness is weak, and you practice secretly again."

With such a determined tone, Xiaotuanzi had no way to refute, he lowered his head and tried to cover his little face with the dough in his hands.

Bian Zheng had already noticed that this girl was secretly practicing more, so he added a special sentence.

"This is a nourishing soup stewed with the root of mirabilis as the main ingredient. It tastes very good."

Hearing this, Bian Qi's face was instantly filled with gloating, and he was so happy that he rolled up three more hot sauce-wrapped flatbreads and put them in his mouth.

Sheng Fei sighed as she didn't know why Bian Qi reacted like this. She had only roughly recognized low-level and mid-level spiritual plants, and Huanli Grass was a seventh-level spiritual plant and belonged to high-level spiritual plants.

On the bookshelf behind everyone, there happens to be the "Illustrated Book of High-level Spiritual Plants in the Sky Realm" written by the founder of the Dan Sect and compiled and supplemented by his descendants.

It is based on the tenacious and unyielding vitality of every Dan Sect disciple.

According to records in the classics, Magic Grass only grows on the cliffs of the deep sea, mostly growing in patches. It has tenacious vitality and is highly toxic. It is an important auxiliary material for refining elixirs such as Nourishing Pills and Spirit-Building Pills. It can also be used

The arrangement of various magic formations is not a rare spiritual plant in itself, but it is more troublesome to pick and preserve it.

Below is an additional note from a disciple of unknown generation: "In order to confuse prey, it emits an extremely alluring aroma, but its taste is extremely bitter! Do not try to eat it directly!"

Another line of small words was added at the end.

"Warning! Warning! Do not cook it as food, otherwise..."

The words at the back could not be clearly read, so Sheng Fei put the book back on the bookshelf, and with a subtle expression, he put his chopsticks into the stone pot, dipped a little bit of the soup, and put it in his mouth.

But she really didn't expect how bad things would be before she tried it. She just felt that her food for more than ten years in her two lives was all in vain, and she might lose the desire to eat for a long time in the future.

If you don't have it, you've lost it, that's all.

A good boy shouldn't say bad words. The good boy Sheng Fei smiled and rolled his eyes.

"It is indeed very delicious. When I learn how to cook in the future, I will definitely honor Azheng in this way."

"You can practice slowly first. If Chef Qin of the Baiwei Pavilion at the foot of the Xuanshuang Sect knows that you are so dedicated to cooking, he will definitely be willing to teach you how to cook." Bian Zheng lazily leaned on the wicker chair on the side,

There was a gentle breeze blowing by the window, and the silver threads slanted down from my head. It was equally bright and dazzling even on a cloudy day.

In the afternoon, the girl solemnly sent him a message, saying that she had something important to discuss with him after dinner, and asked him to be present.

The coverage of the Mahayana monk's spiritual consciousness is so wide. Not to mention the small Guiyu Mountain, every disturbance in the entire Xuanshuang Sect is under his control.

But the stinky girl has grown up and become more capable. She keeps mumbling some words that no one understands, such as "privacy" and "human rights". She is also very sensitive to other people's consciousness and is very resistant to someone's behavior of peeking in secretly.

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He even asked him to specially set up a formation in the Shiya courtyard to prevent divine consciousness detection, although for a monk at the peak of the Mahayana, it would have no effect.

This wave is called fire prevention, anti-theft prevention, and self-prevention. There is no guarantee that someone will always feel sour.

When Feng Xian brought the child to look for him, if it weren't for the stubbornness in her eyes that she tried to open, Bian Zheng would have thought that her friend was holding a lifeless corpse in his arms.

At that moment, I don’t know whether it was due to the influence of a good friend or some kind of fate. The youngest Mahayana monk who is well-known in the world of cultivation and looks cold and ruthless is actually just a stay-at-home monk who is not good at communicating with others. His heart softened.

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Sheng Fei was a child that he pulled back from a life-and-death situation and raised him with his own hands. He watched her learn to talk and walk, read and write, draw talismans and make poison, and demolish homes and engage in explosions.

Bian Zheng promised that he really didn't do it on purpose today, but he just accidentally glanced at her after she fell asleep and saw it.

This stinky girl has tormented herself like this, what does she think he has been doing errands for all these years?

Shouldn't this teach you a lesson?

(End of chapter)