northernbook Chapter 39 The bastard in ancient times who wanted to concentrate on his career 3
Chapter 39 The bastard in ancient times who wanted to concentrate on his career 3
Yuan Xi, who was in a very good mood, didn't care either.
He is now devoted to cultivation, and he is also doing two things in class. On the surface, he is listening carefully to the lectures, but in fact, he is studying the "Zhaoxia Breathing Method".
The master's energy is more focused on the eldest brother and the second brother. They have already passed the Tongsheng examination, then the third brother, and finally he, the little boy who has only been enlightened for a year. After going around, I didn't find that Yuan Xi was distracted.
After school, Yuan Xi ran very fast, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared with his short legs flying.
"Young master, wait for me~." Qingzhu hurriedly packed up his things and chased after him with a basket.
"Third brother, what's wrong, fourth brother? You're running so fast."
"I don't know, second brother. I saw him smiling like a fool this morning. He must have had something happy."
"I should go to see Aunt Yun. She is still young after all. Don't stand here, you two, go back and review your homework." The eldest young master has the demeanor of an elder brother, and his words are old-fashioned.
"Yes, brother."
The two agreed and watched their eldest brother walk away.
On the other side, Yuan Xi has returned to his residence.
After finishing today's large-character homework, I had a meal and told Ruyi early that I wanted to go to bed.
Ruyi glanced at the time, it was not the usual time to go to sleep, but Yuan Xi looked very sleepy.
It is reasonable for children to feel too much. Ruyi covered Yuan Xi with a quilt, watched him close his eyes, and then lowered the curtain. After waiting in the room for a long time, listening to the shallow breathing, and making sure that Yuan Xi was asleep, he cautiously opened the door and went out.
As soon as the door closed, Yuan Xi opened his eyes immediately. There was a curtain blocking it, so even if he opened the door and came in, he couldn't see anyone on the bed. After confirming, the figure disappeared on the bed.
Yuan Xi, who appeared in the space, sat cross-legged on a futon made of Qingxincao and began to practice for the first time in his life.
It doesn't matter if the cultivation effect is poor at other times. There is enough spiritual energy in his space, so it won't be much worse no matter how bad it is.
And he has already figured out how to complete the task.
When he succeeds in cultivation, he learns a few spells and becomes a saint in front of others. He said that he was an accomplished monk, but who would dare to say otherwise?
The big family of Taoism will definitely welcome him to join.
For several days in a row, I woke up early in the morning, secretly meditated and practiced, and went into the space to meditate and practice at night.
Yuan Xi was more serious than ever before, but he still didn't take the first step.
"how could be?"
He specially copied down the exercises verbatim, and now the writing and drawings on them are all his annotations.
It shows that he is really serious.
Yuan Xi also read all the Taoist scriptures that he had obtained through signing up in the past few days, as well as the cultivation experiences and travel notes of monks from before this world.
Then he discovered a problem.
"Five-eight, five-eight."
[What’s wrong with the host? 】
"I haven't gotten started these days."
[You have only been practicing for a few days. It is not easy to become an immortal. This is normal. 】
"No, what I want to say is, what are the physical qualifications of this body?"
【ha? Uh...] Wuba was silent.
"I was so distracted by cultivating immortals that I forgot about aptitude. Do you have a way to test the aptitude of this body?"
Hearing that it was serious business, Wuba scanned it quickly.
[Host, good news, you can practice. 】
Just as Yuan Xi breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Wu Ba say again.
[There is also bad news. The qualifications of this body are very poor. The spiritual root has just reached one inch, which is the threshold for cultivation. 】
"Forget it, as long as you can practice."
Yuan Xi really has no more requirements, just take it slow.
In fact, there are many elixirs in the space that can improve his cultivation, but the level is a bit too high and can directly burst him.
If only he could make elixirs.
Yuan Xi sighed inwardly.
Thinking about the empty alchemy room in the space, Yuan Xi was a little speechless.
Early the next morning.
Yuan Xi prayed for a rare moment, and signing in suddenly became more ritualistic.
[Host, I am a sign-in system, not a wish... 】
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly got stuck.
After a long time, he reluctantly said: [Congratulations to the host for obtaining the alchemist inheritance]
Not to mention how confused Wu Ba was, Yuan Xi was so happy that he took off.
However, there are no elixirs in this world in space, so Yuan Xi can only find similar ones based on the characteristics of the medicinal materials and replace them.
He reluctantly scraped together a few elixir recipes. He currently lacked the conditions for elixir refining, so he could only experiment with the elixir recipes later.
A month later, through signing in, Yuan Xilu gradually collected the items needed for alchemy, such as alchemy furnaces, spiritual charcoal, earth fire crystals and other items.
The most important thing is that he finally got started with cultivation.
Successfully became a young monk at the first level of Qi refining stage.
Today is the fifteenth day, a day for the family to have dinner together.
The magistrate's father and his aunt-in-law sat at the main table, and the others took their seats one after another. The family ate without so much restraint.
Yuan Xi sat with Aunt Yun, and on the other side was the third brother.
"Yuanxi."
Yuan Xi, who was suddenly cueed, looked up at his father with questions in his eyes.
"Master said that you have made progress in your homework recently, and your calligraphy is also good."
It turned out to be a compliment.
Aunt Yun was also happy that her son was promising, and she had a smile on her face.
"But Master said that your attitude is not serious enough. You can do better, so why do you have to deal with it. Studying is related to your future and your future. If you deal with it now, how will you compete with others to gain fame in the future?" "
After a long sermon, Yuan Xi bowed his head and admitted his mistake, showing off his attitude.
"It doesn't matter, you are still young now. Just know that you are wrong. Don't slack off in the future. If there is another time, you will never be lenient as a father."
After a pause, the magistrate's father looked at his eldest son and said, "Zhiyi, you are the eldest brother. Watch over the younger brothers in school."
"Yes, father."
The county magistrate nodded with satisfaction. He was very satisfied with his eldest son. He cared about his studies and was more confident that his eldest son would become a scholar.
After dinner, Yuan Xi followed Aunt Yun back to her yard. He was still young and could stay in his mother's yard tonight.
"Oops, it hurts."
Won Hee was violently attacked as soon as he entered the house.
Aunt Yun grabbed her son's ears and said, "You still have the nerve to shout that it hurts. I don't know if I used any force or not. It's just a pretense."
In this case, the only option is to use a trick. Yuan Xi blinked his big eyes, looked at her with tears in his eyes, and called out pitifully, "Mother."
Aunt Yun immediately let go, "You are a brat, let's forget it this time. Next time, if your father doesn't punish you, I will punish you severely."
"Son, if you have this talent, just study hard. Even if you are still young, you have to think about the future. Even though the Song family is here, you will not starve to death, but you have to know that your brother will be the head of the family in the future, and he will be with you. It’s different when dad is in charge.”
Aunt Yun Chun Chun teaches that she knows that her son is still young and at a carefree age, but as a mother, she has to consider her son's future.