Cultivation is always associated with gods and monsters. Deep in the hearts of Chinese people, when it comes to cultivation, there is always a sense of unexplained heaviness and mystery surrounding your heart.

Cultivation can be traced back to the ancient times, and legends have occurred in humans or clans and tribes. [bsp;    Now, the immortal novels that were once considered half a Shushan cultivator, the author of the Zhuzhu Tower have concretized the term "cultivation" and "Sword Immortality". By the 20th century, after all kinds of cultivation novels and TV appeared, the image of cultivators became more and more stereotyped and concretized.

The aliens do not care about worldly affairs but only seek the hidden cultivation of the way of heaven, etc., and each seemingly profound phrase is put into the bodies of those cultivators.

But only those modern cultivators know clearly that the methods of themselves and others are so superbly savored by folk stories?

Catching demons and eliminating demons means that there are methods recorded in the classics. As for actual combat experience...

The two old Taoists from Wudang calculated it himself. They were so big in their lives. It seems that they would not see monsters more than ten fingers. Nowadays, there is plenty of food and blood banks everywhere. Demons no longer need to eat people. Moreover, the number of monsters that have really turned into humans is probably even less than that of giant pandas. It has little impact on human society, these aliens.

As early as more than 100 years ago, there were only a handful of conflicts between cultivators and demons. Whether in the East or the West, in this Dharma-Ending Age, they were defeated by this rapidly developing technological civilization, gradually sinking, no longer as great as recorded in classics.

When they were young, these two old Taoists also visited famous mountains and rivers in China and visited those blessed places in Kunlun. However, the blessed places in the Kunlun Mountains have long disappeared. These two old Taoists still remembered that they had witnessed the broken temple and were sad for a long time.

But I didn't expect that when I was old, I suddenly realized that there were qi practitioners who claimed to be Kunlun who went down the mountain to experience it, which even broke the default rules of cultivators not to mess with the world, and turned Anhai City upside down!

The two old roaders walked out of the dance hall and kept sighing along the way that they had no chance and could not meet with their seniors, which made Zhou Tianyong, who was driving, very unhappy.

Zhou Tianyong asked while driving: "Master, that monk, looks not old, why do you call him a senior?"

"In the realm of cultivation, the masters are the masters." The old Taoist left hand said solemnly: "And save us as we know, that fellow Taoist should be a physical cultivation in the Kunlun line. Physical cultivation is not as fast as us. However, with the same level of cultivation, they are far more than us for ordinary people and even the environment. If the physical body becomes a saint, it will be able to pull away many of us inner alchemy monks."

Zhou Tianyong opened his mouth and found that he understood every Chinese character, but he couldn't figure out the meaning of the old Taoist words. He couldn't help but frown, wondering whether the two people recommended above were liars in the world...

After seeing the Xiao Bailang in the game world cut off a branch with his mind energy and made a spear for himself, Lin Yunxuan regained his mind from the game, then washed it with a smile, then opened the door and walked out.

"Mom, did you get up so early?"

Seeing his mother making breakfast in the kitchen, Lin Yunxuan couldn't help but feel warm.

My mother turned around and looked at Lin Yunxuan warmly and said, "I'm going to let you sleep for a while, so you'll get up. It's okay, you'll always get better when you get up early. By the way, do you want to eat noodles or buns?"

"Let's go with noodles." Lin Yunxuan said softly.

"By the way, Yunxuan, was that girl your classmate yesterday?" My mother started asking Lin Yunxuan again, which gave Lin Yunxuan a headache.

"Well...high school classmates."

"It looks pretty good, what do you think?"

"Yes...yes, it's good." Lin Yunxuan sat down with a wry smile, turned on the TV.

An important news was broadcasting on the TV, which was the hijacking case in Anhai City Dance Hall. However, the final result was that all the hostages were rescued, and the police had already shot Xiao Bailang to death on the spot.

"Haha, it seems that even if Xiao Bailang comes out of the game world, he is still a black man."

"What are you thinking, the corners of your mouth are so smiling."

My mother held her face in front of Lin Yunxuan, and saw Lin Yunxuan's performance in her eyes. However, she connected her son's performance with Ma Yunxi in her heart: "Well, after I go back, I have to ask someone who is the girl from. If it is appropriate, it would be good to be a future daughter-in-law to raise her first."

Lin Yunxuan was slightly stunned and shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just think it's funny when I look at the news."

"What's so funny about the news?" My mother sat in front of Lin Yunxuan and continued softly: "By the way, while you have something to tell you about it."

"Yes." Lin Yunxuan naturally focused on raising his ears when he heard his mother's request.

"This time your dad took a big order and had to run to England."

"England..." Lin Yunxuan opened his mouth wide: "That far?"

"Well, this is an opportunity for them." My mother said, "I have to go too. It will probably take a long time to come back once, you..."

"Don't worry, mom, I'm living a good life." Lin Yunxuan showed a smile that he didn't have to worry about, but he really hoped that the two elders would not come back, at least not to come back before he had the ability to protect his family.

"And after finishing college, I can go and see you guys."

"Puff." My mother knocked Lin Yunxuan's brow: "I'll have to finish college before coming? Do you refuse to come to see your mother and your father during the winter and summer vacations?"

"Haha, that's what you want." Lin Yunxuan quickly changed his words.

"This is a credit card your father specially got for you." My mother took out a gold card.

Lin Yunxuan held it down and shook his head firmly.

"Why, you won't accept your dad's stuff?"

"No, it's just that my son is already old and can support himself." Lin Yunxuan said with a hint of pride.

"Can you... support yourself?" Although my mother heard Lin Yunxuan say it, she still didn't believe it, and she was even more worried that it was Lin Yunxuan showing off her strength.

Lin Yunxuan shook his head more and more firmly: "Mom, can you believe me? I... really have my own income."

As he said that, Lin Yunxuan took out the travel scroll to Japan to prove it.

"You went to Japan alone?"

My mother looked at the photos and ID number on the air ticket and looked at Lin Yunxuan: "You... are really grown up."

"Okay, okay, don't, just don't, but you have to remember to call my mom if you have something to do, okay?"

"Yeah, of course!" Lin Yunxuan nodded and answered repeatedly.

After muttering to my mother for almost an hour, Lin Yunxuan then sent away her mother who was reluctant but very busy, and returned to the room and lay on the chair, breathing a sigh of relief.

News clips continued to be displayed on TV. Lin Yunxuan glanced at him a few times and was suddenly stunned.

He saw two old Taoist priests who had entered a police car in a flash.

"Taoist?" Lin Yunxuan's heart moved and a little interested.

"As for the government, have you always invited strange people other than me to come and help?"
Chapter completed!