Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 89 [Hospitality]

  Sitting on the edge of Xianqi cliff, looking at the clouds and mist and the distant mountains and rivers under the cliff, Fang Chang put the bamboo flute in his hand under his lips, exhaled lightly, and pressed his fingers lightly.

   Soon, the crisp and melodious melody echoed in the mountains.

  But the birds and beasts who heard the flute were not surprised. They just regarded it as the natural sound of the wind piercing through the forest leaves, and they still ran around looking for food and doing their own things.

  A piece of music comes from a secluded mountain and becomes green. I don't know this feeling with Bai Yun.

  The song ended, Fang Chang put down the bamboo flute, sat on the rock with his legs curled up, and looked down the mountain.

  He only made this flute when he had nothing to do, and it turned out to be very effective.

  This bamboo flute is not wrapped with silk and fringe to inlay the mouth, but is simply made of a straight bamboo, with cork as the stopper and bamboo film on it.

  Because he is not a professional, he does not know the pitch of the flute, but the scale is quite accurate.

  Encouraged by this success, Fang Chang even plans to make several more musical instruments for use if he has time in the future, such as burning a xun.

  The mountain wind blew, and a corner of the white robe was rolled up, and a few loose strands of hair on the forehead also swayed with the wind, only the long sword behind it remained motionless.

  The sun is shining in the sky, looking down the mountain from here, you can see far away, and you can even see a few wisps of cooking smoke, but this has nothing to do with you. Fang Chang feels the detachment in the mountains and tastes the meaning.

   My heart moved.

   "Huh?" Fang Chang turned around and looked north.

  His gaze focused on the distance, as if he had passed through the towering back mountain, stretched out his hand from his sleeve, and gently pinched his fingertips, what was about to happen became clear in his heart.

"interesting."

  Fang Chang smiled to himself, and there was even a hint of expectation in his tone.

   "Then go get ready."

  He brushed his clothes and got up, and walked down the cliff.

   Not far away, the cow demon Liu Aniu was standing there, chewing some tender grass in his mouth. His eyes were fixed on the crops in the field, as if he was thinking.

  Even Fang Chang walked over the edge of the cliff without disturbing him. Thinking that it had been a while since the bull demon had climbed the cliff, he stepped forward and asked about the other party's practice with concern:

   "A Niu, how have you learned recently?"

  Liu Aniu has always been calm. After hearing the voice, he turned his head slowly. Seeing that it was Fang Chang, he opened his mouth and said:

   "It's Fang Xianchang... These days, Xiao Yao, I have been on the cliff, serving this small field. I can really feel the opportunity in my actions, but I can't always grasp it."

  Fang Chang smiled and said:

   "It's good to have a feeling, don't worry, things like chance are hard to come by."

  The cow demon bowed his head and paused three times:

"Immortal Chief, the millet and sorghum in the field have grown and no longer need to be taken care of. The little demon has thick hands, thick feet and two hooves, and the vegetable field can't be tended to. He just stays here every day. Therefore, I am going to leave for a while. , go to the mountains for a walk, and come back when the harvest is over, looking for that opportunity."

  Hearing Liu Aniu's farewell to him, Fang Chang pondered for a while, and said: "It's good to relax, there is no danger for you in this mountain, just come back when you want to come back."

  The cow demon said: "Then I will leave now, little demon, take care of the elder fairy."

  Fang Chang nodded slightly, and then watched A Niu walk down the fairy cliff, into the dense vegetation under the cliff, and then disappeared.

   This Niu walks very smartly.

  ...

  Bringing a few baskets of sweet potatoes to fill up the large rattan basket in the kitchen, Fang Chang patted his hands lightly. The sweet potatoes are decent in taste, durable to store, and not easy to spoil. He always keeps and eats them as a staple food.

  Continuing to count up to see what else is needed, he put the thick rattan basket on his back and walked out the door.

  While sitting on the edge of the cliff, Fang Chang suddenly had a premonition in his spiritual sense that there would be guests coming to Xianqi Cliff, so he made some preparations in advance in order to entertain the coming guests well.

  The small courtyard has changed drastically.

  In the past few days, Fang Chang cut wood, cut bamboo, collected thatch, and built a new guest room. It's a pity that there is not much time, and it is too late to build a house with the accumulated bricks and tiles.

  He paved the floor with bricks in the middle of the guest room, built a firepit, and made a few simple furniture such as beds, tables and stools, and placed them in the room. The conditions on the cliff were simple, and he had no bedding to prepare, so he could only spread some animal skins.

   This is what he has saved from hunting in the past year, and it is saved after simple tanning. However, Fang Chang hunts only for food, not for fur, and only hunts wild animals, not harming the spiritual ones.

  In spring, Fang Chang picked young tea buds from tea trees on the edge of the cliff before Qingming Festival, roasted them lightly, and saved a lot. In his kitchen, there is no shortage of oil and salt, there are various vegetables in the vegetable field next to him, and wild beasts are everywhere in the mountains, and now he has stockpiled staple food, and his food is complete.

   There is still some time, and I will pick some nuts for snacks.

  By the way, Fang Chang is also planning to build a small pavilion on a nearby high place to relax.

   At the same time, it can also improve the style.

  Since it is a visit from a fellow traveler, we should pay attention to a little bit of face.

  ...

   This day.

  After Fang Chang finished his morning class, he took out a broom and other tools from the shed, cleaned the Xianqi Cliff carefully, and sprinkled some water on the ground.

  After sweeping, he took off the basket behind his back, straightened his clothes, and tightened the spirit sword behind his back.

   Then he took a pot of tea and went to sit in the pavilion.

   Wait slowly.

   Half an hour later, the sun moved the black shadow of the pavilion on the ground to another angle, and Fang Chang cast his sight not far away.

  One big and two small, three figures appeared there.

   Among them, the leader was the first to go up the cliff from the valley. After looking at the scenery on the cliff, he found Fang Chang in the pavilion not far away.

  Then the man said loudly: "But Fang Chang and Fang Xianchang? My practitioner, Sang Ziping, took the liberty of visiting with two disciples!"

  ...

  …

   Earlier.

  The three master and apprentice walked slowly on the official road.

  The youngest among them, carrying a small package, asked the other two: "Master, Second Senior Brother, how long will it take us to return to Nanping Mountain?"

  The master said softly: "Don't be homesick, we will stay outside for a long time this time."

  The boy continued to ask: "Master, Master, do we really have no purpose? Just keep walking like this?"

   This is Sang Ziping and his party of three. He took his second apprentice Wei He and third apprentice Mu Anning to leave Nanping Mountain, the practice center, and take a walk outside.

  He has three apprentices in total.

Without waiting for Sang Ziping to reply, the second brother Wei He explained: "An Ning, we have a purpose this time. We are going to visit the senior brother over there. We haven't seen the senior brother for many years. You don't miss him. ?”

   "Of course I want to, but where did he go?"

   "...Uh, we have to find it." Wei He stroked his junior brother's head and said.

"When we come out this time, we will definitely meet him." Sang Ziping, the master of the two, said, "It's just that when we meet depends on fate, so just walk casually, and you can also see the various aspects of life along the way, and get acquainted. Interesting people, this is good for our practice."

  The two apprentices nodded together, indicating that they are taught.

  Wei He suddenly said: "Master, in Long'an Mansion, didn't we hear that there are immortals in this cloud mountain? Do you want to visit?"

   Thank you Chi Chi and others for your dog, I’m Ma Jie, for your reward.

  (end of this chapter)