This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 234: I earned hundreds of branches, but why did I have this one?
"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

"Is Chaner home? I'm here to see you again."

Xiang Yuan stood at the ruins of last week. After knocking on the door, his limbs were entangled by silver chains. His body sank and he saw Chaner in the white spherical space underground.

Chaner closed his eyes as if he was practicing, and without raising his head, he asked, "Why are you here again? Didn't you go to Southern Xinjiang?"

Seven days have passed since Xiang Yuan last came to see Chan'er. Palu has come online and is obsessed with practicing every day. There has been no news from Xiao He, so in order to ensure that this trip is foolproof, he is still making preparations.

This calmness is almost catching up with calmness.

Xiang Yuanbenyuan is online. We haven't seen each other for seven days. He comes to Chaner to confirm something.

He fell under the spell of the witch. Man Nai, no, this is not necessary. He is not Master Bai Yue.

He fell under the spell of the enchantress, and his mind was filled with Chan'er's image. One day without seeing her felt like three years, and seven days without seeing her felt like two and a half years. His longing for her made it difficult for him to calm down and practice, so he took the initiative to go to the house to see the beauty to relieve his lovesickness.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yuan blushed, and like a young man in his first love, he said awkwardly, "I haven't seen Chan'er for a few days. Thinking of your hard work in cultivation, I came to give you the blood medicine."

That's it. You usually talk a lot, aren't you very talkative?

Zener was overjoyed and praised the secret method of the Way of Bliss. However, she was annoyed that the dog spoke in a dry tone and was not pleasing to the ear at all. She said coldly, "What else?"

"Well, there are some more..."

Xiang Yuan's voice gradually became quieter: "I don't know why, but when I close my eyes I see your face. Come and take a look. I'll leave after you're done."

Hate it, who told you to say that!

No, the secret method of the Paradise is so easy to use?
Chaner suppressed his joy and was filled with doubts. With Xiang Yuan's spiritual strength, even if he fell into her trap, he shouldn't have fallen so quickly, unless... the bastard had always liked her.

Bah, shameless, who allowed you to like it!
You are not allowed to like it!

Chaner was overjoyed. She stood up and walked forward, pushing Xiang Yuan to the ground. After sitting cross-legged, they hugged each other again.

Chaner pulled open Xiangyuan's collar, bit down on the tooth mark, and squinted his eyes to take the blood tonic. Xiangyuan's hands froze in mid-air, wanting to hug but not daring to, for fear of profaning the beauty.

"Hold me, hold me tight, don't show any eyesight at all," Zener ordered.

"Oh."

Today, Xiang Yuan was particularly obedient and honest. He would hug me if I asked him to, and would touch my butt if I asked him to. Unlike usual...

How should I put it? Although I usually do this action, it doesn't feel right. It doesn't have the pleasure of absolute dominance like today.

After taking the blood tonic, Chaner squinted his eyes and took a nap in Xiang Yuan's arms. He tried to suppress the corners of his mouth several times but failed.

After a moment, it became boring.

It's nothing, the dog is just too obedient today, he just does whatever you tell him to do, like a wooden man, it's meaningless.

Chaner secretly regretted that she shouldn't have buried her shadow in Xiang Yuan's heart. Compared with the rotten wood now, she liked the shameless man with bad intentions before who always wanted to take advantage of her.

It sounds wrong, but that's the truth. Bad guys are more popular, honest guys and so on...

Master, what do you do?

Thinking of this, Chaner decided to let Xiang Yuan regain some of his nature. He shouldn't be satisfied just by seeing her, but should be a little more proactive.

Chaner opened her eyes and saw Xiang Yuan staring at her without blinking. There was nothing but admiration in his eyes. She couldn't help but blush and closed her eyes and retracted her head.

That's enough, I'm already very proactive.

Xiang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly to observe the changes in Chan'er's expression, weighed it for a moment, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear: "Chan'er, these past few nights, I have been tossing and turning and just can't fall asleep. I can't concentrate on my cultivation. After thinking about it, I think I didn't consolidate it in time that day. Is it too late to make up for it now?"

"Yes, it should be in time..."

Chaner was halfway through his words when his chin was lifted up and his lips sunken. He was angry and annoyed, and he clenched his fists and hit Xiangyuan's shoulders repeatedly.

Take back what I said before, I'm not a wooden man!

After a few breaths, Zener wrapped his arms around Xiang Yuan's neck, lost in his superb kissing skills, and responded actively and awkwardly.

Snapped!
The camera turned and Chaner began to grind his teeth with his back to Xiang Yuan. From his movements, it seemed that he was tidying up his messy clothes.

There was a red slap mark on Xiang Yuan’s face. He looked down at his palm and nodded secretly. The Bigu Pill was indeed a good thing.

"You are too presumptuous!"

Chaner turned around and saw Xiang Yuan staring at his palm in a daze, as if he was recalling something. In shame and anger, his face turned red to his ears. He kicked him to the ground and stepped on him.

The scene seemed familiar, and Chaner was afraid of rewarding him, so he retracted his foot and said with a frosty face: "Tell me, what are you doing here today?"

"No, nothing, I just missed you."

"..."

Don't say that!
Zener's heart was in a state of ups and downs, and the changes were so fast that she couldn't control it. Her cheeks were incredibly hot, and she turned around and covered her face with her hands: "I've seen it, get out of here!"

"Oh."

"..."

Zener turned around in amazement and saw Xiang Yuan rising up. He violently separated the chains with his hands and left by escaping into the earth. He was in a mess in the windless air and was so angry that he felt terrible.

Who told you to leave? Come back!
Okay, if you have the guts, get out of here, die outside, and never come back!

As for Xiang Yuan, he walked out of last week's ruins, touching the slap mark on his face. He turned into a black shadow and disappeared in an instant.

He came here on his own initiative today not to be manipulated by Zener.

To be more precise, being played around by Zener was just a means to confirm the rumor that the Yellow Springs Witch had reincarnated for many lifetimes.

Judging from Chaner's performance, she is definitely a first love girl, as pure as a little white flower, and there is absolutely no possibility of her reincarnating for many lifetimes.

"Uncle Hard Drive's memory does not contain the exact appearance of the Yellow Spring Saint. He only said that her figure and appearance are changeable, and it is difficult for ordinary people to guess whether she is real or fake. She can be a long-legged queen, or a small one..."

Xiang Yuan frowned and suddenly had a thought: Is Chaner really the Holy Maiden of the Underworld?
He looked back at the dilapidated remains of last week and shook his head. Which saint would live in such a shabby place? It would be bad enough that she had no place to live, but she was being hunted down by people, and the Yellow Springs Dao didn't even give a fart.

Ke Baoqin and other disciples of Huangquan Dao all called Chaner the Saintess, and she also called herself that.

"No, something must be wrong!"

----

three days later.

Xu Mansion, underground palace.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, why are you here just now? I've been waiting for you for a while."

Seeing Xiang Yuan coming, Xiao He took out a Qiankun bag from his arms and said, "This is tailor-made for you. Check it out and see how good it is."

Xiang Yuan didn't understand what was going on, so he swept his soul over and violently broke the restriction, then left his own soul mark on it and waved his hand to release two rows of eight zombies.

ヘ(-ヘ)x8
Xiang Yuan: (_)
Where did you pick these old onions?

A real zombie has skin as pale as paper, sunken eye sockets, a stiff and lifeless face, and a strange light in his eyes.

The old onions that Xiao He pulled out were no longer zombies. They were emaciated and skinless, and should be called skeleton soldiers.

In terms of strength, they look very weak, but in fact they are not strong at all. If the wind is a little stronger, the eight skeleton soldiers will have to stick out their pelvises and lie on the ground looking for skulls.

Xiang Yuan patted his head. Because his imagination was so rich, he already had a picture in his mind.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, how is the product?"

"You are such a dishonest fellow, you are too lowly to deserve a sentence even if you are caught by the Six Gates!"

Xiang Yuan complained decisively, used the Qiankun bag to collect eight skeleton soldiers, and then said: "What do you mean, this time I won't play the disciple of Ji Le Dao, but the successor of the Corpse Driving Sect?"

"Well, this mission is extremely important. If you are asked to play the role of a disciple of Ji Le Dao, it will be easy to reveal your flaws when the time comes."

"Who said that? I always put the mission first. I can endure what ordinary people cannot endure. I will not back down when the time comes." Xiang Yuan was dissatisfied.

"Don't come on, I really asked you to capture a few righteous female heroes, and you're not happy about it."

"Then catch the witch..."

Xiang Yuan muttered quietly, politely ending the topic, and looked around: "Where's Brother Xu? Did he go to the widow's house and kick the door again?"

"No, he's already on his way." Xiao He pointed to the mountainous map of Southern Xinjiang and said, "Brother Xu will go first. He and I have an appointment to meet in Yundou City in ten days. You too, just in case. This time, the three of us will act separately. Whoever has the opportunity will apply for the position of elder of the Five Poison Sect."

Xiang Yuan agreed. More people means a bigger target. This was also how he arranged it when he was in the Heavenly Demon Realm.

But that was Xiao Lingyue and Chaner. If they were to team up with Xiao He and Xu Jixian, the situation would be different. If they were together, they would be a pile of shit; if they were apart, they would be a sky full of shit. In order to avoid infecting each other, it would be better for the three of them to act separately.

The troops are divided into three groups, each embarking on a journey based on their destiny!

Thinking of this, Xiang Yuan grabbed Xiao He and said, "Don't leave in a hurry. I'm going to Southern Xinjiang. Apart from Yundou City, I don't even have anyone to lead the way. It's too difficult for an undercover agent to gain trust. Give me some advice and help me tell my fortune."

The last time he went to southern Xinjiang with Xiao He, the latter figured out how to enter Pingxi Village, and he stopped Nian Dou Bao on the way and successfully blended in.

By the way, what is the name of sticky rice dumplings?

Forget it, it’s just sticky bean bun, so let’s just call it sticky bean bun.

Xiao He was helpless: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I have already told you how good my divination skills are. When I predict people and events, it depends on fate. I can only predict myself. Without fate, I cannot predict anything."

Xiao He did not consider how Xiang Yuan sneaked into Yundou City. He knew very well that Xiang Yuan was as smart as him. This kind of small problem could be solved by just holding it in when squatting in the toilet.

"I know. What I mean is that your divination method seems to be very powerful. I also want to learn it."

"That's it..."

Xiao He blinked and said, "It's not a problem to teach you, but if you can't learn it, or if you learn it but keep making mistakes, don't take your anger out on me."

"We'll talk about the future later. You teach first."

"It's my bad luck, I'll talk while walking."

The two men disguised themselves simply, and while the city gates were still open, they rode fast horses out of Fengxian County and headed south along the official road.

He left in a very graceful manner. Wang Wenxu would take care of the subsequent matters, so the three of them didn't need to worry about it.

On the way, the two communicated via voice transmission. Xiao He taught Xiang Yuan his method of divination, which was called "Seven-Heart Yishu". It came from the Jiantian Division, one of the twelve divisions in the capital. The predecessors of the Xiao family gathered the creations of various schools and smelted the essence to come up with a formula.

Yes, with a set of arithmetic formulas, comparing time, hour, and place, taking the laws of heaven and earth, and applying them to the three elements of heaven, earth, and man, you can get a divination result with an accuracy rate of up to 50%.

"Why is it only 50%?"

"You'll have to ask my ancestors who were so competitive and neurotic all their lives." Xiao He followed with a complaint.

"..."

The probability is 50-50, either right or wrong, what’s the difference between this and flipping a coin?
Xiang Yuan got the formula, but for a moment he didn't know where to start speaking sweet words so as to appear elegant and easy-going.

After thinking about it, Senior Brother Tongming once said that in the field of divination, one has to rely on guessing before one has a certain innate ability, and after that, it depends on God's gift. One can either accumulate knowledge and win by quantity, or it depends purely on personal talent.

In this way, Xiao He was indeed gifted. He made correct predictions many times and was an expert in fortune-telling.

"Brother Xiao's talent for fortune-telling is like the mouth of a great master opening and letting out liquid!"

"What's the matter?"

"I'm praising you. You don't even have to chew the food that the ancestors gave you."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, stop joking. I have already taught you the Seven Hearts Yishu. Give it a try. Now on this way to Yundou City in southern Xinjiang, where is your destined person?" Xiao He didn't want to talk nonsense with Xiang Yuan and was eager to see the joke.

Who am I looking down on? I just don’t want to count. If I were to count, I would make sure that no one would say a word!

Xiang Yuan took a deep breath, simulated Bai Ze's demonic energy in his body, and used the formula of the Seven Heart Yishu to find his destined person.

A small opening does not count as an opening!

It’s not considered open if it’s not closed!

Two minutes later, Xiang Yuan opened his eyes and said, "Very close, thirty miles ahead, there is an opportunity for me in the grove, and the destined person is there."

"Go quickly, go quickly."

Xiao He was so impatient that he rode his horse at full speed for thirty miles.

He jumped off his horse and plunged into the grove, searching for the so-called opportunity.

Xiang Yuan arrived a step late and had no confidence in the so-called Seven Hearts Divination, so he did not enter the grove.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, there is a great opportunity, but it is not your opportunity, it is mine."

Xiao He came out of the woods with a grunt, holding a straight branch in his hand. He was so excited as if he had found a treasure.

It was a slightly flat and straight branch, three fingers wide, with a smooth surface, as if it had been carefully polished, and it looked very much like the shape of a sword. The most outrageous thing was that there was a naturally formed guard at the front end of the hilt.

Xiao He was overjoyed to get this treasure. He raised the "magic sword" above his head with one hand, as if he was holding the whole world in his hands and had no regrets in life.

"If a young man holds this sword, all the weeds in the ten miles will bow their heads. Today, I travel the world with a sword, and I am living up to the youthful spirit."

Xiao He pointed his sword to the sky, and was inspired to write a poem. He was not satisfied, so he put his sword behind his back with one hand, and touched the ground with the tip of the sword. He was like a master, stroking his non-existent beard, nodding and smiling: "Good poem, good sword, good world!"

He looked very proud, as if saying that this wooden sword was too childish for a child, but was just right for him who was in his prime.

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes wildly on horseback. He knew that Xiao He liked to collect branches and even had a wall of them at home, but this was too exaggerated.

His elder brother-in-law was losing his ambition due to his indulgence in pleasure, and as his brother-in-law, he couldn't just sit back and watch, he had to do something.

"Put down the sword, that's my chance!"

"Whatever, I came here first."

Xiao He naturally refused, and was chased by Xiang Yuan. He surrounded the two horses and began to circle the pillar.

At this time, a monk came from the south.

The monk was dressed in a white monk's robe. Although he was exhausted and his monk shoes were covered with dust, his figure was slender and upright, like a green pine standing on the top of a mountain. He was both ethereal and graceful, and restrained and steady. His steps were light and calm, and every step seemed to be on the clouds, detached from the world, and not stained by a trace of dust.

The monk had a handsome face, a high nose bridge, slightly raised lips, and a faint smile. His eyes were deep and peaceful, as if he had seen through all the fame, wealth and troubles in the world, and did not belong to the mundane world, having reached a state of purity and desirelessness.

Her white clothes are as white as snow, her figure is as picturesque as a fairy, and she is as unrestrained as the wind.

When Xiao He saw the monk, his eyes widened instantly. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at the monk...the Zen stick in his hand.

A branch, to be exact.

The branch was two meters long, mostly straight without any bends, smooth all over with a faint woody sheen, and a few thin branches branched out from the top, which should be the curved tree roots, held upside down in the hands of the white-robed monk.

At the root of the tree, thin branches are winding around and interlocking, resembling a dragon head with dragon whiskers fluttering. At first glance, it is clearly a nine-ring staff.

It has both the solemnity of Buddhism and the spirituality of nature, and can be described as a masterpiece of nature.

Xiao He was infatuated, his eyes followed the Nine-ring Staff, the magic sword in his hand was no longer fragrant, he murmured to himself, lamenting: "I earned hundreds of branches in vain, how can I have this one?"

When the white-robed monk heard this, his eyebrows raised, the corners of his mouth twisted, and his aura of purity was fully revealed.

Not only did he straighten his back a lot, but he also slowed down his pace by three points. He walked past slowly so that Xiao He could see him clearly.

Be envious, hey, you don’t have it!
"How can this be possible? It really makes me angry!"

Jealousy distorted Xiao He's face, and he stared at the white-robed monk's departing back with red eyes: "Follow him, we can both mask ourselves and kill him, and take my treasure back."

Xiang Yuan: (_)
That's enough, it's just a broken stick. Is it necessary to risk your life or death? Where have your youthful spirit and your good nature gone?

"Don't be upset, it's not a big deal, look at me, I'm not angry at all."

"It's not your baby that was stolen, so of course you don't care."

"You can't say that. When you beat a dog, look at its owner. I also..."

As Xiang Yuan was trying to persuade him, he saw the white-robed monk come back and show his nine-ring staff in front of Xiao He again.

Before leaving, he glanced disdainfully at the "magic sword" in Xiao He's hand.

"Oh, it's quite ingenious."

(Benefit) x2
Xiang Yuan couldn't help it now, and stopped Xiao He who was swinging his sword wildly and shouting that he wanted to kill all the bald donkeys in the world: "Brother, calm down, there are a lot of people here, let's follow him, it's easy to dodge the open spear, but it's hard to defend against the hidden attack, we'll beat him up when there are fewer people."

"That's not enough. I'm going to strip him of his monk's robe and hang him outside the brothel door!"

"Okay, okay, you're the eldest brother, you said garlic."

(End of this chapter)