The elder grandfather smiled and said, "thank you very much. It's not difficult." The immortal father stretched out his hand and pointed to a tripod in the hut, in which there were five colors of soil.

The immortal said, "this is a kind of Tao soil. If you put your Tao in it, you can make your Tao grow and then enter the Tao."

Chen Ming took out the seeds of Wandao Tianzhu and asked, "is this one?"

The immortal nodded.

Before Chen Ming went to the tripod, he could see that there was a vine in it, which was the foundation of the evergreen vine.

But soon, the vine began to wither slowly.

The immortal said, "my Tao has disappeared, and the rest is your Tao. This ivy is dead. Pull it out and plant your Tao."

When Chen Ming heard the speech, he arched his hand to his immortal ancestor and said, "that's a sin!"

The immortal just smiled and said, "I've already died. These are not important anymore."

Chen Ming stretched out his hand and uprooted the evergreen vine. This is the way of the immortal ancestor. But at the moment, Chen Ming pulled it out, and then Chen Ming wanted to plant his own way.

Chen Ming poked away the soil, then dug a small pit with his hand and put his 10000 Tianzhu seeds in it.

The immortal ancestor said, "if you want it to germinate, you need to irrigate it with blood."

When Chen Ming heard the speech, he pulled out the nine-year cicada and landed on his wrist. The golden blood dripping in the colorful earth.

After a full hour, Chen Ming felt that his blood was drying out. Since there was still no change in the five colors of earth!

Chen Ming waved, sealed his wound and asked, "how much blood does it need?"

The immortal ancestor said, "this kind of comes out is a congenital treasure. It's not that easy!"

Chen Ming asked, "what is the congenital treasure?"

The immortal ancestor said, "with the power of one world, condensing one body is the innate Tao treasure. The innate Tao treasure will rise with your cultivation and has many changes. It is the treasure most suitable for you. "

"This secret is only known to me in the world, but I fell too early and didn't make congenital Daobao grow to the extreme."

Chen Ming also knows that the ten thousand heavenly bamboos have the opportunity to grow into such treasures. No wonder it's so difficult.

After bleeding for a month, Chen Ming felt that he was almost dry. Finally, there was a movement in the colorful soil. A green bamboo shoot came out with a shoot tip.

Just, next to the tip of this bamboo shoot, why is there a small willow tree!

What kind of moth is this?

Chen Ming looks at the little willow tree and suddenly feels familiar. Where on earth did he see this thing?

Chen Ming began to think back, and then gradually turned his eyes to Chen linger.

Chen linger sees Chen Ming's eyes, looks up at the sky, pouts and whistles

It's written all over my face that it has nothing to do with me

"Ling'er, come here."

Chen Ming doesn't think there's anything wrong with Chen linger's planting a willow. Chen Ming has always spoiled these pro disciples. He doesn't care about this little thing at all.

Unexpectedly, Chen linger planted it by mistake!

What he is afraid of now is that Chen linger's misoperation killed the little willow.

Chen ling'er walked up to Chen Ming, lowered his head and estimated that master was going to be angry.

Chen Ming pointed his finger at Chen linger's head and said, "linger, when did master treat you badly? If you want to plant it, plant it openly!"

Chen linger looked up and said, "master, it's very kind of you!"

Chen understood Chen linger. Among the disciples, Chen Lingyu was the most worried. She was the only one without the aura of the protagonist.

Chen linger muttered, "I saw that master secretly planted a seed a few days ago. I thought it was very fun, so I secretly planted one."

Chen Ming looked at the persistence of his immortal ancestors and asked, "how can I dig out the tip of this bamboo shoot so that I won't hurt it?"

Before the immortal ancestor spoke, Chen linger hurriedly said, "master, no, dig out linger's Willow!"

Chen Ming said earnestly: "ling'er, do you know that you are the most worried person for the teacher. If you make any mistakes, how can you let the master deal with you? It's just entering the Tao. If you don't, you'll beat the crown prince of heaven!"

Chang Sheng's grandfather just wanted to speak, but he was really interrupted by Chen Ming.

Chen linger wanted to say it again, but Chen Ming stretched out his hand to cover her small mouth. "Don't say it again. I've made up my mind to be a teacher. Now your wings are hard, and you don't even listen to the master's words?"

Chen Ming then continued to ask, "elder martial brother Changsheng, how can we dig out this bamboo shoot without damage?"

Seeing that the two teachers and disciples had quarreled, the immortal said, "I didn't say I couldn't plant two!"

Chen Ming:

Chen linger:... Chen Ming looked at his immortal ancestor and asked, "why didn't you say it earlier?" The elder said, "I'd like to say that you two teachers and disciples quarrel too much and don't have time to speak. This colorful soil has not been used for hundreds of thousands of years. The nutrients contained in it are enough to support the growth of two road trees. " Chen Ming: so what was I doing? Chen Ming waved his hand at will and made a ha ha. Even if it was exposed, he said, "what should I do next?" The immortal said, "next, use your Tao as a guide to guide the tree and attract nutrients from the colorful soil." Sitting in front of the bamboo shoots, Chen mingduan ran the Scriptures engraved in his Taoist palace and hit the seedlings of Wandao Tianzhu. The Scriptures fell on the seedlings of Wandao Tianzhu and soon merged into them. Chen Ming continued to write the Scriptures in the Taoist palace and integrate them into the ten thousand heavenly bamboos. Chen linger also learned from them and began to treat the little willow like this, but soon, Chen linger finished it. Seeing that Chen Ming was still going on, Chen ling'er thought in his heart that master practiced ten thousand ways. God knows when he can finish it. Chen ling'er looked directly at the immortal ancestor, "that, that, um, martial uncle, what should I do now?" The immortal stretched out his hand and stroked his beard. Then he said, "I ask you, what is an immortal?" Chen linger thought for a moment and then said, "I am an immortal!" The immortal father laughed and said, "you are gifted with understanding. After a while, you have realized it. Since we want to take the immortal Road, we must see what is immortal! " The immortal pointed to the mirror and said, "now, you need to see what immortals are. This mirror will show the most persistent thing in your heart. " Chen linger sat down in front of the mirror and looked into the mirror. However, for a moment, her shadow began to become blurred. Then there was the chain of two roads condensed by the avenue of life and death. Then, in a moment, the chain of two roads was squeezed open, revealing a figure. The figure, clearly, is Chen Ming. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.