Chapter 2 Flower Fairy

"You...are you a flower demon?"

Yang Che stared at the seven-leaf flowers and plants and asked bravely.

"That's right. I think you are very hungry. Go to the stone grid and find a yellow jade bottle. You can take one of the pills in it."

The ethereal voice said again.

When Yang Che heard this, his heavy legs that were about to run away from the grotto couldn't help but stop.

The temptation to have something to eat was too great.

He walked hard to the stone grid and found the yellow jade bottle that the flower demon said. When he opened it, a burst of medicinal fragrance suddenly hit his nostrils. Just by smelling it, he felt that he was no longer so hungry.

He was still doubtful at first, but he quickly poured out a light yellow pill and took it in one bite.

The pills smelled fragrant, but had no taste when eaten. However, after taking it, a warmth quickly flowed into the internal organs. Not only did the hunger disappear, but Yang Che could also clearly feel that his energy had recovered a lot.

"What kind of panacea is this? It's so magical."

Yang Che had never heard of such a magical thing and was greatly confused.

"This is the 'Bigu Pill'. Take one and you won't feel hungry even if you don't eat for ten days."

The flower demon explained.

Yang Che was overjoyed and firmly remembered the name of the elixir, 'Bigu Pill', and quietly put the entire yellow jade bottle into his arms.

"Then what's in these bottles?" Yang Che asked, pointing to the remaining three bottles.

"There are elixirs that can strengthen the body and strengthen the body, as well as elixirs that specifically treat external and internal injuries. But there are not many of them left," the flower demon said.

"Which one is for treating trauma?" Yang Che couldn't wait to ask as soon as he heard that there was an elixir for treating trauma.

"It's in the green jade bottle."

Yang Che quickly found the green jade bottle, poured out a green pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

Not long after, he felt warmth coming from his waist, and his injuries were greatly alleviated.

"It's amazing."

Yang Che's dark and thin face was full of excitement, and then he stared at all the items on the stone grid with burning eyes.

"Since you have the fate to break into this cave, these things will be yours from now on. Two of the three ancient books on the stone grid are immortal cultivation techniques, and the black scroll is a treasure map. If you are interested, You can practice the "Purple Yuan Jue"."

"The cultivation method of immortality, "Purple Yuan Jue"?"

Yang Che was a little confused when he heard it, but he still vaguely understood the word 'cultivation'.

I vaguely remember hearing my grandfather tell me when I was a child that there are immortals in this world. Immortals can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and are omnipotent.

Although Yang Che was illiterate, he was clever by nature. He immediately turned around and pointed at the skeleton and said, "Is this person an immortal?"

"She is not an immortal yet, just an immortal cultivator. But these elixirs were refined by her. If you can become an immortal cultivator, you can also refine these elixirs like her. Do you...want to become an immortal cultivator? "

The flower demon suddenly became a little more seductive.

When Yang Che heard this, he was extremely excited and felt that his heartbeat was much faster than usual.

Are you going to transfer yourself?

If I could become an immortal cultivator, wouldn't grandpa's great revenge be avenged? He himself doesn't have to go hungry anymore, and he won't be bullied by the Yang Hu family, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Che asked eagerly in his heart: "Then what can I do to become an immortal cultivator?"

"I'll teach you. Just do as I say."

There was also a hint of excitement in the flower demon's voice, "By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Yang Che."

"Okay, Yang Che, find the "Purple Yuan Jue" and bring it over, and I will teach you how to practice it."

"I...I can't read."

Yang Che scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"You can't read? That's a bit troublesome, but it doesn't matter much. Just get those three ancient books."

The flower demon urged.

Yang Che walked to the stone grid, took down the three ancient books, came to the nursery again, and then spread the three ancient books on the ground one by one.

The flower demon said: "The first book on your right hand side is "Purple Yuan Jue". There is a diagram on it, and I will explain the text and teach you. You practice according to what I say and refer to the diagram."

Yang Che was confused. He sat down cross-legged. According to what the flower demon said, it took him two full days just to recognize the meridians and acupuncture points on his body.

Next, Yang Che was even more confused by the complicated and mysterious Zi Yuan Jue cultivation method mentioned by the Flower Demon.

He was illiterate, and in his twelve years of life he had never been exposed to any strange meridians, sensing spiritual energy, or Dantian refining. This not only made him novel and exciting, but also made him feel that it was obscure and extremely difficult. Understand.

Just like this, another seven days later, Yang Che took another 'Bigu Pill'.

"Yang Che, how are you? Do you feel the air current in your Dantian?" the flower demon asked impatiently.

Yang Che shook his head and said helplessly: "Still not. Flower Demon, is it because I am too stupid?"

Yang Che felt a little ashamed at this moment. He felt that he had let down the Flower Demon's hard work in teaching him these past few days. Deep down in his heart, there was even a trace of fear, worrying that he would never become an immortal cultivator.

The flower demon sighed helplessly, and suddenly asked: "How many Bigu Pills are left?"

Yang Che poured out all the Bigu Pills in the yellow jade bottle and counted them. There were still six pills in total.

"With six pills plus the one you just took, you will have about seventy days at most to stay here.

It seems that with your qualifications, if you want to practice the first level of Ziyuan Jue in seventy days, it is somewhat impossible to reach the first level of Qi refining stage. "

The flower demon seemed to sense that Yang Che's aptitude was not very good, and his tone was faintly impatient and annoyed.

Yang Che did not speak either. Somehow, at this moment, he suddenly had no worries, and was only indifferent and numb to his own fate.

In his heart, he even grew a resentment that he had never had before, and hated the injustice of God.

The cave fell into silence, and Yang Che did not speak again.

After a long time, the flower demon said: "Yang Che, you can pick the top fruit on my body and eat it.

Remember, you can only pick one. Otherwise, with your aptitude, you will end up exploding and dying if you take the second one."

The flower demon's voice was full of great pain and reluctance, mixed with helplessness.

Yang Che believed the flower demon's words without a doubt. Hearing this, he picked a black fruit on the top of the flower and swallowed it in one gulp.

It tasted good. This was how Yang Che felt when he just swallowed the black fruit. However, next, Yang Che immediately felt an unbearable pain in his body.

Pain, deep bone marrow pain!

It was like thousands of ants attached to the bones, drilling into the bone marrow and gnawing at it bit by bit.

Yang Che screamed, and couldn't even sit up, and fell to the ground and began to twitch.

He felt that the meridians in his body were suddenly stuffed with something, and they were about to burst.

His eyes went black for a while, and he almost fainted several times, but the beatings he suffered in the past six years still worked.

Yang Che relied on the stubbornness he had developed over the years, and he gritted his teeth and swallowed it with blood, forcing himself to maintain a trace of consciousness.

After an hour, the pain finally subsided slowly, and Yang Che gradually became energetic from weakness.

It was not until he felt extremely comfortable in his body that he sat up refreshed and found that there was a layer of black and sticky dirt on the surface of his body.

"Yang Che, keep going inside. There is an underground river there. Go wash yourself."

The flower demon saw that Yang Che had survived and had a good willpower, which comforted the flower demon to some extent.

Yang Che walked towards the sound of water. At this time, his mind was clear and his eyes were bright, and he felt very magical.

After finding a suitable underground river, Yang Che jumped in and washed himself. He found that the hidden injuries left by Yang Hu's beating had healed a lot.

He was undoubtedly grateful to the flower demon.

After washing himself, Yang Che also washed his worn-out clothes, and then he came to the strange flower again wearing the wet clothes.

"Continue to practice. You should feel that it is much easier to practice next time than before."

The flower demon said confidently.

Sure enough, Yang Che practiced Ziyuan Jue again next time, and it really felt much easier.

After two months of hard practice, when there was only one Qigong pill left, Yang Che finally succeeded in practicing the first level of Ziyuan Jue.

He was excited and was about to tell the flower demon the good news, but when he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw a faint green ball of light suddenly flying out from the plant. His eyes blurred, and before he could say anything, the green ball of light drilled into his forehead.

With a "buzz", Yang Che only felt a sharp pain in his forehead, and then he knew nothing.