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As long as a person has desires, he must have weaknesses.

Mr. Feng seemed to be a great hermit with no desires and no desires. In fact, he wanted to practice Taoism and become an immortal, so cultivating to become an immortal is his desire.

Therefore, this person has the opportunity to start.

If gold, silver and treasures are indifferent, and a beautiful beauty does not work, then you can only start from the point of cultivating immortals.

...

In the early morning, the sky was slightly bright. After Feng Ling got up, he followed his master to the top of the mountain, sat cross-legged in front of the rising sun, and began to meditate for an hour - in the words of her master, this time is the best time to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

The two sat quietly, facing the east, with their eyes slightly closed, and no one spoke, just like two sitting stone statues.

Time passed little by little, and the sun slowly rose, and the soft morning light shone on the faces of the two people, as if they were dyed a layer of quiet and holy halo for the two people who were quietly meditating.

In another direction on the top of the mountain, a clear sound suddenly came, with heavy objects hitting the rocks, and the noisy shouts of some people, which sounded very chaotic and noisy.

Feng Ling frowned slightly and was about to open her eyes, but she heard the master indifferently, "Concentrate."

The little girl closed her eyes again.

The noisy sounds kept echoing in my ears. Although the wind chime sat very well and seemed to be extra careful, her thoughts had already flown to the other side of the mountain.

The noisy sounds also came from the mountain, not close to where their master and apprentice live, but they are definitely not far away. It sounds like there are quite a lot of people, at least dozens of people, and it seems that they are all blacksmiths or carpenters?

The sounds of knocking and knocking are made of iron tools such as hammers and shovels, as well as the sound of moving stones and wood.

What are they going to do?

Isn’t I going to build a house on the mountain, too?

Building a house?

Fengling's heart moved, listened carefully to the clear sounds, and began to affirm his guess. They seemed to be really going to build a house on the mountain...

But, why?

No, Fengling frowned. Those people were not deliberately creating noise to disrupt their purity?

If this is true, it would be too bad.

Feng Ling kept thinking in her heart. An hour passed quickly during the quiet meditation of her master. The noise on the mountain continued until the end of her master's and apprentice's meditation, and it continued.

Feng Ling knew that her master was not meditating. At this time, the master must have guessed the purpose of these people, or the means that the person behind him was about to use.

"Master." Fengling stood up and looked at the direction where the noise was making, "Are we about to leave here?"

"Not that fast." The master said in a faint tone, as if he had not heard the sound from afar. "It's time to go back and wash up. After breakfast, you can go to the city to have a walk."

"The disciple doesn't want to go down the mountain, there's nothing to visit at the foot of the mountain." Fengling turned his head and looked at him quietly, "The disciple is like staying on the mountain with his master. Doesn't the master believe in his disciple?"

The master said: "There will be guests here today."

"How expensive?" Fengling blinked, "Her Majesty the newly ascended Southern tribe has arrived?"

Upon hearing this, the master finally turned his head to glance at her, and Fengling stuck out his tongue, "I promise that I won't lose my master's face."

The master nodded slowly: "Since that's the case, then let's do it."

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