Zi Yue squatted on the ground, hugging her knees. Her petite body trembled incessantly. She gritted her teeth, enduring the pain. Her blood was boiling, and her internal organs felt like they were being burned.

Qin Luo knew that his junior sister was in great pain. The spiritual fruit was releasing violent energy to clear her meridians, and this process was very painful. But once she got through it, she would gain many benefits.

Zi Yue had been cultivating with Qin Luo for some time. Every day, she bathed in the glow of the sun and absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, making her physical body stronger than that of an ordinary child. She could barely withstand the violent energy of the spiritual fruit.

“Your junior sister doesn’t even know the most basic cultivation methods.” The purple-haired fairy noticed that the energy within Ziyue’s body was surging erratically.

Qin Luo responded with his divine sense: "Our master taught us meditation cultivation, which makes us different from other cultivators."

The purple-haired fairy raised an eyebrow slightly. "Meditation cultivation is an ancient method of cultivation that requires a high level of comprehension. Your junior sister has very poor comprehension, so the effects of consuming spiritual fruits in this way will be very poor."

Even the purple-haired fairy said it was ancient.

This proves that the cultivation method Master taught is true.

"Junior Sister's comprehension is indeed not high, but she works very hard." Qin Luo said with a smile in his eyes.

He believed that his junior sister's efforts would pay off.

The purple-haired fairy looked at her with admiration. "Little one, if you don't mind, I have a cultivation method here that is very suitable for meditation. It should be beneficial to your junior sister."

"OK."

Qin Luo didn't mind. He originally planned to give the cultivation method he found in the mountains to his junior sister, since the purple-haired fairy's cultivation method was definitely better than the Wind and Thunder Sword Sect's.

The purple-haired fairy raised her hand, and a wisp of purple light emerged from the jade pendant, finally landing between Zi Yue's eyebrows.

Zi Yue squatted on the ground, trying to meditate, but her mind was blank. Suddenly, a wisp of purple light appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness. After her consciousness came into contact with the purple light, it was as if she had been enlightened and instantly mastered the Five Qi Gathering Method.

Zi Yue's body automatically activated the Five Elements Returning to Origin Method.

Qin Luo noticed that his junior sister's energy was gradually stabilizing, and her breathing became rhythmic.

The body's energy no longer leaks out.

"Thank you for your kind gift, senior."

The purple-haired fairy nodded and smiled gently, saying softly, "Seeing her is like seeing my past self."

"Could it be that your comprehension is also poor, senior?"

"It's average. There are many exceptionally talented cultivators who rise to prominence in a short period of time, only to fade into obscurity."

"You rose from humble beginnings, and I admire you greatly."

"After enduring countless hardships and attaining immortality, I found no one to speak to me. Immortality seemed like a curse."

The purple-haired fairy sighed softly. That sigh traveled through the river of time, and Qin Luo seemed to see a tall, slender figure standing in the distance, peerless in beauty and aloof from the world.

“My master said that cultivating immortality originates from life and cannot be separated from the secular world. He often sent me down the mountain to experience life.”

"I'd like to meet your master."

There will be an opportunity.

...

Half an hour later.

Ziyue opened her eyes, stretched, and felt refreshed and light-footed, as if she were floating on air. With a light leap, she could jump several meters high.

"Wow!"

Zi Feng opened his mouth wide.

Big Yellow's dog eyes widened in surprise.

"Senior brother, I just ate the fruit you brought, and it seems like I suddenly had an epiphany." Zi Yue's face was full of excitement, thinking that the Five Qi Gathering Method was something she had meditated.

Qin Luo smiled and said softly, "It's a good thing that you've gained insight. You should cultivate diligently from now on."

"Uh-huh."

Zi Yue nodded heavily.

Zifeng quickly picked up the peach and started eating it.

"Junior Sister, do you have any writing brushes, ink, paper, or inkstones at home?"

“I don’t have these things at home, but the village chief has them. I can borrow them from him.”

"Could you please make this trip?"

"Senior brother, I'll be right back."

Ziyue ran very fast; she was like a gust of wind, disappearing into the country road in the blink of an eye.

Dahuang wanted to follow Ziyue, but it couldn't catch up, so it could only wag its tail and return to the yard.

Before long, Ziyue returned to the courtyard carrying paper, ink, brush, and inkstone. "Senior brother, what do you need these for?"

"Painting door gods".

Qin Luo said softly.

Zi Yue looked up and blinked. "Senior brother, my dad said that door gods don't work anymore, and very few people put up door gods these days."

"Do you believe the door gods that my senior brother invited?"

"I believe you, of course I believe you."

Ziyue couldn't stop smiling.

In her eyes, her senior brother was the most amazing.

Zifeng rode Dahuang closer to watch the excitement.

The courtyard was quiet. Qin Luo was concentrating on drawing door gods on paper, while Zi Yue ground ink beside him.

On the paper, Wu Xuantian grips a broadsword in both hands, clad in heavy armor, tall and imposing. As the last stroke is completed, a ray of golden light falls into the painting.

Zi Yue rubbed her eyes. She had just seen the door gods in the painting shining with golden light, like towering god-kings.

Qin Luo pasted the painting on the door.

The originally simple wooden door appeared tall.

The door gods on one door looked asymmetrical, so Qin Luo decided to draw another one and put it on top.

"These door gods look formidable."

Zi Yue clasped her hands in a fist and bowed three times.

"Junior Sister, how many households are there in your village?"

Zi Yue counted on her fingers and said, "There are only eighteen households now. All the wealthy families in the village have moved away."

Qin Luo nodded and said softly, "There's just enough paper. I'll draw door gods for every household in your village."

"Senior brother, you are so kind."

Ziyue grinned sweetly.

Qin Luo continued painting the door gods, Zi Yue focused on grinding the ink, and Zi Feng and Da Huang came to the bridge, where he was waiting for his parents to return.

Around noon, Zimu and Su Rong returned from town, their baskets filled with daily necessities and their hands carrying other things. Zifeng was the first to run over and pounce on them.

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!