This small braid took me to the edge of a well and said to me, "If you want to drink water, you can beat yourself from this well, we all grow up drinking this well water, even if we don't feel thirsty, we will drink more."

My heart moved, it is true, after we practice to the true immortal, we have to absorb the spirit from the spirit of heaven and earth to absorb the spirit is much more efficient than drinking water, there is no need to drink water.

But this small braid said that they are all drinking this kind of water, that is, what is the opportunity of this well water.

I took a bucket of water from the well and drank a spoonful.

Under this drink, I suddenly felt my body cold, and a powerful spirit flowed all over my body.

This water is really good water, even to my level, feel that drinking this water can improve their cultivation.

Not to mention others.

No wonder these children are so powerful, this side of the water and soil to raise a person, the old saying is not true.

The small braid saw that I had drunk so much a spoon, but it still seemed to be unfinished, and said: "Foreigners, I remind you that this well water can't drink more, if you drink more, waste not to say, but also cause your body's spiritual explosion, when you give yourself propped up is not good."

But I smiled, drank this bucket of water in front of this small braid, and then hit another bucket and put it into the world of the true spirit.

If I had a little self-respect, I would have taken all the water off.

The little boy saw me like this, but it was very strange, especially the small braid, who seemed to be very worried about my safety, and had to let me go to his house to rest for a while.

I was worried about going nowhere, before drinking water was to find an excuse, and now this small braid invitation, I agreed.

Follow him to his home.

At first glance, this small braided home is not rich, thatched huts, clean courtyards, and there are many smooth stones and eggs in the courtyard.

These stone eggs seem to be planted on the ground, and there is a woman who is watering these eggs.

The little braid cried, "Mother, I'm back."

The woman looked up at the little braid and looked at me again.

I was also looking at her when she was looking at me, and her cultivation was very high, reaching the realm of Daoists, and higher than my realm.

But I am not afraid, now the cultivation of Taoist realms wants to be bad for me, and I have the ability to easily get rid of it.

The woman nodded slightly to me and said, "Guest from afar, please sit in the room."

After entering the house, I saw that there were many grass groups in the house, and these grass groups were made into chicken nests, and they looked like futons.

Look closely, these grasses are all made of gold straw.I used to use the gold straw in the stove, because I knew the value of the gold straw.

And now the golden straw in these grass groups is far better than the three thousand golden straws I have received, that is to say, these golden straws are so casually laid on the ground here, which shows that this family is very rich for the practitioners.

Wealth is not a lot of useless luxury, but like this kind of family, you can use things, a steady stream.

The woman went with me into the house, saw my eyes on the golden straw, and said, "These are the places we have set up to practice, and if you like, the guests can take one away if you like."

I looked at this golden straw, although its quality is quite high, but for my role is not great, and as for others, I think they will not be willing to enter this alchemy furnace to achieve the state of the road, anyway, there is a meaning to ascend the existence of the fairy pill.

And in the future, it is estimated that more and more means will rise to the realm of the Tao, and it is not necessary to jump into the stove without self-abuse.

So I shook my head and said, "Thank you, but I don't need it."

The woman's face showed a look of appreciation and said: "It seems that you are not a greedy person, although your cultivation is still a little weak, but with this desireless state of mind, it should soon be raised."

She said, so I’ll sit down first, go make me a pot of tea, and have tea with me.

This tea is made with the well water, but the tea is also a good fairy tea, this tea I estimate that even the Taoist realm is rarely drinkable.

A cup of tea into the belly, only feel fluttering, feel not like in the world.

I don’t sing from the beat, and I take up the famous seven bowls of tea.

A bowl of throat kiss, two bowls of broken loneliness.

Three bowls of dead intestines, but the words of five thousand volumes.

Four bowls of sweat, lifeless, scattered to the pores.

Five bowls of bones clear, six bowls of fairy spirits.

Seven bowls can not be eaten, only to feel the two anal learning breeze.

As soon as the woman heard me back of this poem, she also smiled and said, "Good poetry, I can't imagine that you have such a poem, it seems that your early days are not far away."

“The head?”I was not surprised, asked, "Dare to ask this big sister, if the poem is well written, will you come out?"

“What do you think?”The woman said, "Our secret is completely different from other secrets, and I have heard that the outside world, the promotion is to seize resources and kill for a little resource."

"But our secret is rich in resources, and anywhere there are enough resources for you to cultivate as a priest, and even to the realm of the Taoist realm."So the Lord of our secret realms changed the custom of honoring martial arts in this secret, and called on everyone to honor the text.”

"Here you will practice what practice, it is not valuable, but whenever you can write poetry, you can write articles, then you can quickly ascend in this secret, not only cultivation, reputation, status, resources and beauty, you want anything you can get by writing poetry."

I can't help but feel sorry for this, this is a good secret.

This is the real wonderland.

In the past, those big worlds and small worlds looked like cattle coaxing, saying that they were fairy worlds and heaven, but which ones were like the jungle, only this Yang pig secret, but they were respected by the text.

There is no need to fight, everyone is living in peace, this is a good life.

But the problem now is that I am not a human being, nor do I have any poetry, so there is only one way I can do it, and that is to copy the words of the ancients without shame.

But whether there are any people like me in this secret, or whether my poems are repeated to others, these are all places that I need to pay attention to.

It seems that the only advantage is that I still have many companions, especially with such companions as Xiao Qian, who have some feelings to rely on.

After drinking tea with the hostess, she left me at her house for the night.

Of course, I could not think of her, and my thoughts were not old-standing, and I lived here, and I planned to stay here a few more days, thoroughly understand the situation of this secret, and then consider where to go next.