After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 218: Boil it into a pot of water
The time in Qiankun mustard is different from reality, and can change freely according to the owner's mood.

Ji Wuchan built a small two-story attic next to the wheat field. Mengsan had been kept in Jiazizi's attic to recuperate. He didn't know the real world outside day and night. He could only lie in bed and count sheep in boredom every day. When Ji Wuchan brought back a lot of homework, he could use this to calculate how many classes had passed.

Days like this are really torturous. Meng San has gone from slowly counting sheep to slowly thinking about how to escape.

If you think about it, you will fall asleep.

So what Meng San did most in Qiankun Mustard Seed was sleep. She slept a lot and dreamed a lot.

Of course, this dream was different from ordinary dreams.

It is a memory weaving generated by the consciousness of the body possessed by Meng San. Meng San also uses this to pass these extremely boring idle times.

The black cat possessed by Meng San was a stray cat. Before meeting the ugly princess, it had no name.

Wuming Xiaohei likes to bask in the sun the most.

On sunny days, it often climbs the high courtyard wall and lies lazily on the roof to keep itself warm in the sun.

Every time at this time, it felt that it was the master of this huge city. At this time, it was strolling gracefully and slowly on the city wall, looking down at its entire imperial city.

This fantasy is always cruelly shattered when hungry.

Its maximum daily activity is to search for all kinds of food to fill its stomach.

This is a technical job.

You have to fly over walls and walls, avoid the sight of various guards, and secretly dig through various discarded things.

If you can't dodge, you'll be chased and beaten.

Whenever he was chased to death and exhausted, the only thing that could comfort him was the food in the palace.

The food in the palace is really good.

It's a pity that the people in the palace are too cruel and disciplined, so it has to go through a lot of hardships just to fill its stomach.

After filling my stomach, I like to lie on a high place and bask in the sun, dreaming of a full meal.

I heard from the myna in the golden cage in the palace that there are some intelligent spiritual beasts who never worry about food and clothing, and they don’t even have the desire to eat.

Through their own efforts and various opportunities, they cultivate into demons and can transform into human forms. Then they work hard to cultivate and ascend. When they reach heaven and become gods, they can have their own big houses.

However, there are also some elderly birds who will tsk their tongues and lament non-stop, saying in a weird way that this trend of becoming immortals is brought about by someone.

Especially the three-flowered long-haired cat that followed the witch to the palace. It had a foxy look on its face. It held its head high and looked at people with its nostrils all day long. It followed its owner in the palace to promote the custom of refining alchemy and cultivating immortals. The people and beasts in the palace were all trapped in the quagmire of ascension.

“What is a quagmire?”

At that time, it asked.

"Oh, you are so stupid. The master said that the quagmire is a dilemma!" Myna said in disgust.

"Then why is cultivating an immortal in trouble?" it asked again.

"Because not everyone can become an immortal? Think about it, these people are divided into three, six or nine levels in terms of talent and origin. All resources and opportunities have been allocated to the top people, and the rest are just If you can eat cold soup and leftover food, you will be far away from becoming an immortal!"

Bago smacked his lips, with a look of sadness on his face, "Not to mention, we beasts have to transform into demons before we can start cultivating immortals. We are really born to be inferior to humans!"

"Youcheng...is there a beast that can transform into a demon?"

"Of course, look at that Sanhua that looks at people with its nostrils, isn't it about to turn into a monster? We know this all thanks to it showing off every day!" Myna's tone was full of jealousy.

It knows the three-flowered flower.

Because every time Sanhua followed the witch through the palace corridor, he would carry a sedan and make a big show of it.

It once peeked from a distance while hiding in a corner. The hair of the three-flowered flower is smooth and soft, the color is beautiful, the facial features are exquisite, and it is extremely beautiful.

Especially its temperament that is different from other cats, its indescribable nobility and elegance, makes it unable to help but want to get closer, but also a little afraid.

Transforming into a demon...will it be like that?

"But...it's no fun losing the desire to eat, right?" It thought about it, but still felt that becoming an immortal was not worthwhile.

Myna laughed out loud when he heard this, and his laughter was full of humor.

"Hey, you are such a foodie! If you don't have to eat and drink, you will save a lot of trouble. You won't have to run around to fill your stomach every day, and I won't have to be coveted by you every day!"

It smiled sheepishly.

That's right, the reason why I initially focused on this myna was to fill my stomach.

But later, it found that the golden wire cage was very strong and could not be scratched, so it gave up the idea.

It's not bad to listen to it occasionally to tell stories to relieve boredom.

As for the story of becoming an immortal, it had already heard it told by Myna a thousand and eight hundred times.

It thinks that the myna must want to become a fairy, but it is a pity that the myna does not have its own freedom and is trapped in such a small cage all day long. If it were it, it would be crazy.

But there is a good thing, that is, the palace maid comes to feed him regularly, and the food he feeds is good for the starlings.

Seeing the situation between Starling and itself, it realized something slightly.

Probably everything in this world has to pay a price.

For example, myna trades freedom for delicious food, and I trades delicious food for freedom.

Because it realized this little bit of truth, it suddenly felt that it was very smart.

It seems that it is not much different from what Bage said every day about those spiritual beasts that have developed spiritual intelligence and transformed into monsters.

Therefore, it always feels that it is just because it does not have good opportunities and resources. Otherwise, if it wants to practice, under the same conditions, it will be much better than other cats and dogs.

If not a lot, at least a little.

What's more, it and the Sanhua are of the same species, both cats. If it can transform into a demon, can it do the same?
This kind of thought slowly grew and grew after repeated stomachaches due to hunger, and one day, it decided to practice cultivation.

Cultivation is not just a joke, I heard that I want to become a disciple.

This master does not exist at the moment. It thought about Starling, but seeing that it also knew little about cultivation, it gave up.

As for the person in the palace who is most familiar with how to practice cultivation, he is naturally the great shaman who was invited into the palace to teach the emperor how to practice cultivation - Wu Gui.

But Wugui couldn't possibly pay attention to an unknown kitten who had to hide from the guards all day long and act secretly.

So it thought of a way - to steal the teacher.

Shuiyue Emperor Yuan Hao was obsessed with alchemy and immortality, and respected the great witches specially invited from the outside world. He sent people to carry out large-scale construction long before Wugui entered the palace, and built alchemy rooms, academies and residences for Wugui in the palace. 's yard.

When the palace was being built, he visited it once.

Those alchemy rooms were tall and large. After they were built, a number of alchemy furnaces and materials for alchemy were moved in according to Wugui's requirements. They were closed with a heavy black iron door and locked, making it look extremely depressing. .

Following the route in my memory, I heard someone yelling and cursing from a distance.

The voice seemed to belong to a child, but the tone was so fierce and sinister that it didn't sound like a child at all.

"Ugly! Stand up quickly? If you don't stand up, I will throw you into an alchemy furnace like those ordinary people and boil it into a pot of water!"