My cultivation is too warm

Chapter 1: Stealing the Sect
Tianxuan Sect, Miscellaneous Affairs Department.

Xu Mo came to a small courtyard and knocked on the wooden door.

After hearing the response from inside, he slowly pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

In the small courtyard, under an old tree that looked quite old, an old man with a goatee, a round figure and a ruddy face was squinting his eyes, half lying comfortably on a recliner.

Xu Mo raised his hands and bowed to the old man, "Hello, Deacon Fang, I am Xu Ran, an outer disciple of Lingmiao Peak. My great-grandfather is Xu Ming, my great-great-grandfather is Xu Qing, my grandfather is Xu Yuan, and my father is Xu Yuan.

The elders in my family asked me to come and say hello to you."

Looking at the fat old man in front of him, Xu Mo felt a little subtle. This was the fifth time he had met him in different identities.

The great-grandfather, great-great-grandfather, grandfather, and father that Xu Mo mentioned were actually all pseudonyms he used in the past. Now the name Xu Ran is his current pseudonym.

This has to start with his origins.

Xu Mo is a time traveler who came to this world called Cang Gu Continent about one hundred and seventy years ago.

As a time traveler, he naturally has a golden finger.

It's a panel that appears in my mind.

The first thing that caught my eye on the panel was a line of purple-gold text:
Fruit of Tao: Immortality.

Below is a photo of himself, with a few horizontal lines on the right.

Having played games in his previous life, he naturally knew that this was also called the face-pinching function.

Apart from that, there is nothing.

The face-pinching function can adjust his age and appearance, and the adjustment will not be detected by the sect.

For example, his current adjusted age is eighteen, and the test result of his bone age when he was admitted to the clan was also eighteen.

It can also hide his cultivation level, he loves this function.

As time went by, he confirmed that he would not age. As long as he did not manually adjust his age on the panel, his body would remain at the age when he first crossed over.

Apart from that, things like illness and injury are no different from those of ordinary people.

Being sick is uncomfortable, and being injured is painful.

As for whether he will die?

Don’t dare to try!
Afterwards, Xu Mo joined the Tianxuan Sect, which was known as the most powerful sect in Taixuan Continent, and became a servant in the Tianxuan Sect's menial department.

While doing odd jobs and serving those cultivators in Tianxuan Sect, Xu Mo kept thinking about one question in his mind:
Since he can live longer than the strongest Taishang Patriarch of Tianxuan Sect.

Then why can’t I be the Supreme Patriarch of Tianxuan Sect?

This question lingered in his mind for a long time, and then he thought about it for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion:
Who else but me can be the Grand Patriarch of Tianxuan Sect?

Now I am still young, a mortal without any cultivation, so I am just a menial disciple.

But as long as he practices cultivation, lives long enough, and improves his cultivation, then one day, the Tianxuan Sect will become his shape.

By then, he will be the rightful Grand Patriarch of the Tianxuan Sect.

And by then, he wouldn't have to worry about being caught and forced to make elixirs because his immortality was exposed.

After all, he is the Supreme Ancestor. Isn't it normal for him to be old but not dead?

Afterwards, he formulated a "stealing the clan" plan with an infinite period of time - also known as the Yugong Plan.

As the name suggests, it is just like Yugong moving the mountain, which will continue endlessly from generation to generation.

As long as one generation of aliases continues to exist and people continue to follow suit, the Tianxuan Sect will sooner or later have the surname Xu!

The first thing is to become a practitioner.

This problem is easy to solve. According to the regulations of Tianxuan Sect, as long as the servants in the menial service department work hard and diligently for fifty years, they can exchange them for a Tianxuan order.

Later generations can register with the Tianxuan Order and become outer disciples directly without any examination.

This may seem strange, but that's the rule.

Outer disciples are called disciples, but in fact they are just menial servants who can practice cultivation, just like oxen and horses.

The Tianxuan Sect claims to have millions of disciples, 95% of whom are outer disciples.

Strictly speaking, according to the rules of Tianxuan Sect, anyone living in Taixuan Continent is a disciple of Tianxuan Sect. Those who have contribution points can also exchange them for cultivation techniques that can be passed down from generation to generation.

So after working as a slave in the menial service yard for fifty years, Xu Mo decisively exchanged it for the Tianxuan Order.

Then he created a new account by reshaping his face, successfully promoted himself from a menial worker to a glorious outer disciple, and embarked on the path of cultivation.

What he needs to do next is how to survive before he becomes the Supreme Patriarch.

This is the most important.

According to the sect's rules, outer disciples need to complete certain tasks every year, otherwise they will be expelled from the sect.

The title was changed from outer disciple of Tianxuan Sect to "disciple" under the jurisdiction of Tianxuan Sect.

The missions in the world of cultivation are not so easy to complete, and some missions can actually result in death.

Xu Mo didn't want to die before accomplishing his mission.

Then he thought of the tasks that the sect's menial work department would issue every year, and these tasks were not very dangerous.

The tasks of the menial service department are the responsibility of the deacons.

When it comes to the butler of the menial service yard, he is very familiar with him.

After all, he had spent a full fifty years in the menial service yard.

He had basically come into contact with all the deacons in the menial service yard and was familiar with most of their personalities and preferences.

The Deacon Fang in front of him was the one he had the most contact with and was most familiar with, and was also the target he chose.

As for the reason, it is also very simple.

This is probably because Deacon Fang has no desire for spiritual practice, power, beauty, etc., but he only loves food.

This is the same as Xu Mo. What he loved most in his previous life was enjoying all kinds of delicious food.

When he was in the menial service yard, Deacon Fang often came to Xu Mo's place to eat for free.

After selecting Deacon Fang as the target of your contribution to the sect's tasks.

Xu Mo immediately wrote down several recipes, and then stated his purpose in particularly "sincere" words.

Deacon Fang was a big, fat man, and he agreed to Xu Mo's request without even thinking about it.

So Xu Mo, who first used the pseudonym Xu Qing, practiced leisurely at Lingmiao Peak of Tianxuan Sect, and occasionally went to the menial work yard to complete tasks and contribute.

It was not until thirty years later that he was eliminated due to his slow progress in cultivation.

Then Xu Mo decisively exchanged the Tianxuan Order again, and then created a new account under the pseudonym Xu Yuan.

Still an outer disciple of Lingmiao Peak, he went to see the deacon again, with the same few fresh recipes and the same "sincere" words.

Deacon Fang agreed again on the spot and said happily, "Your family is really my confidant. How do you understand me so well?"
This time, although Xu Mo has accumulated thirty years of practice under his previous alias.

However, due to the limitations of his own cultivation qualifications, he still cannot keep up with the pace of the general public.

After staying in Lingmiao Peak for thirty years, he was eliminated again.

Then it was the same process again. After exchanging the Tianxuan Order, I created a pseudonym using the face-changing pseudonym Xu Yuan.

It was still Lingmiao Peak, and Deacon Fang was still very happy when he saw him.

This time, with the accumulation of the previous sixty years of practice, Xu Mo finally managed to keep up with the pace of practice of the general public.

He stayed there for fifty years before being eliminated.

Excluding the first fifty years in the menial service yard, this is the fourth time Xu Mo has used an alias to visit Deacon Fang.

I don’t know how many times I can come here. Xu Mo personally hopes that he can keep coming here until he makes a breakthrough.

…………

When Deacon Fang heard Xu Mo's greeting, he raised half of his body from the recliner, pinched his goatee with two fingers and looked Xu Mo up and down.

The person in front of me was a teenager of about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a plain gray robe, with a slightly thin figure and long black hair neatly tied up.

He has an ordinary appearance and seems honest and decent.

Hmm? Honest and dutiful?

Thinking of the experiences over the years, Deacon Fang loosened his hand that was pinching his beard, squinted his eyes, stared at Xu Mo and asked quietly:
"Did you bring a new recipe this time?"

Xu Mo nodded, took out a cookbook from his pocket, handed it to Deacon Fang with both hands respectfully, and said:

"My family always says you love delicious food, so since our great-grandfather, every generation has painstakingly researched and developed these dishes. I'll bring them to you." Deacon Fang looked at the recipe in Xu Mo's hand with a strange expression: "Are you trying to please me and get closer to me?"

Xu Mo nodded.

Deacon Fang continued, "You know that this recipe alone won't allow you to have a deep relationship with me, and you don't dare to trouble me with big things. You just want me to take care of some trivial matters?"

Xu Mo then nodded.

Deacon Fang added, "You are devoted to cultivation, honest and dutiful, and have no ambitions.

It's just that your abilities are low, so I hope I can assign you a few more missions in the future to help you cope with the outer sect's mission assessments, so that you don't have to go out on dangerous missions?"

Xu Mo scratched his head subtly. "My family often praises you, Deacon Fang, for your high moral character, your discerning eye for talent, your far-sightedness, and your sharp vision. Now that we've met, it's really like that. The ancestors weren't lying to me. You're truly amazing. You saw through my little thoughts at a glance."

Deacon Fang rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily:

"Ever since your great-grandfather Xu Ming exchanged the Tianxuan Order in my Miscellaneous Affairs Court for your great-great-grandfather Xu Qing to become an outer sect disciple, every generation of your family has been holding the recipe and saying the same thing.

I'm proficient in it.

When your great-grandfather said these words bluntly, I thought he didn't understand human nature. He was so blunt even when trying to please others. He was really too honest.

I was also worried that with his personality, he might suffer in the cultivation world."

After saying that, he glared at Xu Mo and continued:

"Now it seems that your family has been eyeing me for a long time.

I thought it was really your great-grandfather Xu Ming who was in the menial office, thinking about my appetite and developing new dishes for me every year.

I recalled carefully, and it seems that since your great-grandfather became an outer disciple, 95% of the tasks your family has completed in the sect were undertaken by me.

Oh my god, I am just a tool for you to complete your tasks.

Generation after generation, what's the matter? You family just picked on me and took advantage of me, right?

Even if I am a sheep, I should be bald if you keep plucking me like this, right? You guys…"

Deacon Fang realized that he had made a mistake after all, and he was filled with anger. He pointed at Xu Mo and cursed for a long time.

Xu Mo stood aside with a timid smile on his face, not daring to say a word.

To be honest, what I did was indeed a bit unfair.

Relying on a few recipes, he was able to gain more than a hundred years of peaceful cultivation time. He was definitely making a profit, but he really felt a little sorry for Deacon Fang.

And it’s really a bit unreasonable to always look for the same person.

But there is nothing he can do!

It is true that looking for Deacon Fang is addictive.

After all, dealing with Deacon Fang is simple and direct, and there is no need to worry about accidentally angering him.

Deacon Fang has no other hobbies in his life except the temptation of delicious food.

And what bad intentions could a foodie have?

It was so great to communicate with him!

Xu Mo stood aside and listened silently to Deacon Fang cursing and criticizing the several aliases in front of him.

During this time, he did not say a word of rebuttal.

He could understand this feeling. He thought she was a close friend, but it turned out to be a mistake. If it were him, he would curse even more harshly.

After cursing for more than half an hour, Deacon Fang finally stopped, stretched out his big chubby hands, picked up the small kettle from the small wooden table beside him, and drank a few mouthfuls of water directly from the spout in a bold manner.

Then he took another piece of cake from the jade plate and just as he put it to his mouth, he suddenly remembered that this cake was exactly on Xu Mo's previous recipe.

He hesitated slightly, a conflicted expression on his face. After a moment, he stuffed the pastry into his mouth, took a few fierce bites, and then swallowed it.

Then he turned his head and stared at Xu Mo without saying a word.

Xu Mo coughed dryly upon seeing this, "Deacon Fang, have you calmed down?"

Deacon Fang raised his head upon hearing this, crossed his hands, and snorted a few times.

Seeing this, Xu Mo put on a forced smile and handed over the recipe in his hand.

"This is a dish that my family painstakingly developed after thousands of trials and errors. The taste is simply amazing."

Deacon Fang swallowed his saliva upon hearing this and quickly extended his hand.

But just when he stretched out half of it, he stopped, his hand lingering in mid-air. After struggling for a long time, he retracted his hand and sighed softly, "Forget it, take it back."

Xu Mo was about to speak when he heard Deacon Fang continue:

"Actually, I don't blame you. It's just a few tasks. It doesn't matter who you are assigned to do it. As long as the task is completed, it's fine.

You do your task and I enjoy my food. It doesn't affect anyone.

But I've lived long enough, and I've suffered some damage in my early years, and I'm old now."

As he spoke, a lonely expression appeared on his face. He looked at Xu Mo and shook his head, sighing in a low voice: "I'm really bald this time. I'm sorry. I let you down."

Xu Mo stood there in a daze after hearing this, feeling a little helpless. He looked at the round belly in front of him and the goatee that was obviously disproportionate to his face.

He really loves the fat man in front of him.

The fact that I can survive in this world until now and continue to practice peacefully is all due to the help of the other party.

Xu Mo was silent for a long time, then he took out several cookbooks from his storage bag and stuffed them all into Deacon Fang's hands.

"These were originally intended to be passed down to future generations. Now I'm giving them all to you. You can't help much anyway."

After saying that, he added, "Well, this time it really is all."

Deacon Fang stared at the menu in his hand and was stunned. Then he reacted, his eyes widened, and he shouted:
"My goodness, your family, how many generations have you prepared for this?"

Seeing this, Xu Mo shook his hand and responded with a smile: "My ability is low, please forgive me."

After he finished speaking, his expression became serious, he stood still, raised his hands, and bowed solemnly to Deacon Fang.

"Take a rest first. I'll come over in a few days and cook some delicious dishes for you. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

After saying this, he left the courtyard silently without waiting for the other party's response.

After leaving the courtyard, Xu Mo looked up at the sky, exhaled a few long breaths, and his mood calmed down a little.

To be honest, he really didn't know how to face Deacon Fang now. He could only hope that he could cook more delicious dishes for him in the future.

But when he thought that the days of peaceful cultivation would be gone forever, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

People who practice cultivation do whatever they want, and most of them have strange personalities. It is not easy to find someone like Deacon Fang who can provide you with non-dangerous tasks in a long-term and stable manner.

Xu Mo rubbed his head in distress.

Who should I look for next?

　[Important Notice: The reply limit for Chapters 1 and 2 has been reached. The author cannot reply to comments on these two chapters. It's not that I won't reply to you.]

　　This book is written in a relaxed and everyday style, hoping that it can help everyone relax a little after a busy day.

　　In this way, the author's writing is meaningful.

　　Of course, I can’t satisfy everyone, I can only try my best to write well so that those who like it will like it even more.

　　Finally, I would like to offer my sincere blessings to everyone who sees this. May you have a little luck every day and be in a good mood every day.

　　Regarding the practice system in this book, I did not use the common system because I was afraid of being criticized for not writing it well, and the style of this book is not suitable.

　　The First Realm: Dao Refining Realm [Five Steps: Foundation Building, Qi Refining, Spirit Nourishment, Hunyuan Ruyi (Five Qis Returning to the Origin), Inner Alchemy]

　　(Foundation Refining Qi Lifespan 500, Nourishing Spirit , Mixed Origin As One , Inner Alchemy )
　　[Note: The lifespan here refers to the general population, not a fixed number or upper limit. Just like the average lifespan of an average person is 60 or 70 years old, some can live over 100 years old. There is no fixed number.]

　　The second realm: the realm of enlightenment.

　　The third realm: the realm of rhyme and Tao.

　　The fourth realm: the realm of metamorphosis.

　　The fifth realm: the realm of asking for the way.

　　The sixth realm: the realm of transformation.

　　The seventh realm: the realm of harmony with the Tao.

　　天玄宗，大陆最强宗门之一。一般长老（4-5境）峰主（5-6境）太上（7境之上。）
　　Finally: You don’t need to worry too much about these things and focus on the content.

　　
　
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