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There are many mountains and forests in Yulin County, and there are nine famous ones, the most famous of which is Yunhua Forest.
Milo walked in the forest, with thick dead branches and leaves beneath his feet, which were soft and silent when stepped on. However, the surrounding environment did not feel hot and humid, and the air entering his nose had no smell of decay, only the fragrance of vegetation.
The surrounding ancient trees are high and low, and the sunlight passes through the gaps between the dense branches and leaves, leaving little spots of light.
The huge root system of the ancient Cangtian tree is attached to various types of lichen, moss, as well as unknown small flowers and mushrooms.
Among the dense branches and leaves, there are vines of different lengths hanging down, like green waterfalls, hanging upside down.
Although the short shrubs are not very attractive and their color is relatively dull, occasionally Milo can still see one or two bits of emerald green from between the gaps, showing a different kind of vitality that is different from the tall ancient trees.
After walking around for two times, Milo found that many plants that should not have lived together in the memory of his previous life were very harmonious here.
The aura around him also changed slightly with Yun Hualin's aura, and the traces of human beings were constantly fading away, somewhat similar to the elves bred by vegetation.
Mrs. Hu, who was with him, changed her face slightly, coughed twice, looked at the unaware Milo and said, "Boy, you didn't notice anything was wrong?"
Milo turned to look at Madam Hu, with a strange look on his face: "Why did Madam say this?"
"Don't you look at the aura on your body, how human-like it is? You told me before that you had a breakthrough in cultivation, but you haven't mastered it yet. I thought your cultivation improved too fast, making it difficult to control your power. Now It seems that I was wrong from the beginning."
Mrs. Hu looked Miluo up and down, frowned and said: "You have refined some high-quality vitality, which has caused the transformation of your own vitality, and you can often communicate with the outside breath, and even combine with the outside breath, thereby affecting yourself. No. , if you want to achieve this level of pure energy, you should have changed your essence long ago..."
After all, he was a monk in the former government curse court and almost became the director of the county religious department.
Although Mrs. Hu's cultivation had regressed due to her early experiences, her eyesight had not changed. She looked at Milo carefully and quickly found the problem.
"Your current state should be the result of the dual influence of external vitality and accompanying treasures. Such changes may not fundamentally change your nature and put your life in danger. But you are only a Jade Liquid Realm monk, and your body and soul are still in danger. If you are not unified and your physical body is affected, it will inevitably interfere with your mind, and ultimately lead to you becoming further and further away from ordinary people."
Hearing this, Milo nodded and said, "My uncle also said this. He hopes that I will travel more and gain some popularity."
Mrs. Hu nodded and said: "This is also a way to deal with it. Through contact and communication with other people, and feeling the seven emotions and six desires of the world, it can indeed effectively alleviate your problem. However, I have another way here. You have Not interested in trying it.”
"Please give me some advice, madam."
Milo's straightforward answer surprised Mrs. Hu: "Can you trust me?"
"Madam is a senior expert. If you want to deal with me, you shouldn't have to go to such trouble."
When Mrs. Hu heard this, she also smiled and said: "That's all right. I've done you this favor, which can be regarded as an apology for the previous offense."
Hearing this, Milo said: "Madam has already apologized before, so there is no need to do this."
"If my previous actions were placed on outsiders, they would have fought me to the death. Although you are generous and don't care, I can't take advantage of you. Besides, this method is not troublesome."
As Mrs. Hu was about to tell her the method, a bird suddenly appeared next to Milo and called out: "Miluo, Milo, Madam is looking for you! Madam is looking for you! Go quickly..."
Hearing this voice, Milo immediately told Mrs. Hu that he would look for her later, and then left with the birds to the depths of Yunhua Forest to meet Mrs. Yunhua together.
This Mrs. Yunhua is not simple. The word "Mrs." after her name does not mean that she is married, but is a title similar to Mrs. Linshui. Her full name should be Mrs. Yulin Jicui Yunhua.
The Yulin here refers to the place name, that is, Yulin County, which can also be regarded as the core area of Mrs. Yunhua's authority.
Secondly, Jicui refers to the overlapping green color, which describes the lush vegetation, refers to green mountains, and also refers to spring, which represents the authority of Mrs. Yunhua.
Then Yunhua represents Yunhua Forest, which is the place where Mrs. Yunhua practices.
The last lady is the fourth to sixth grade goddess.
Therefore, although Mrs. Yunhua, who is obviously a spiritual practitioner, is as elegant as an orchid, she is dressed luxuriously.
She was wearing a green skirt with a light gradient at the top and dark at the bottom, which was embroidered with various vegetation patterns.
The waist is tied with a gilt belt carved with grain patterns and embellished with emeralds.
A plain white hollow painting silk was draped over the shoulders and coiled between the arms. It was pulled by a few emerald green jewels embellished on it and hung slightly downward.
The edges of the long sleeves are embroidered with delicate patterns of butterflies and flying birds using thin silver thread.
Her long black hair was held up by a silver hairpin, twisted into a half-turn on her temples, and fixed with a hundred flower steps. A pair of magnolia earrings hung beside her ears. When she turned her head, it seemed as if flowers of various colors were blooming in the void.
Mrs. Yunhua is beautiful in appearance and has the grace of mountains and forests, but if you look closely, you will find a ray of nobility hidden under her grace.
She held an orchid in her hand. As she swung it gently, the fragrance of the flower surged. She looked at Milo and whispered, "Did Yun Changkong ask you to come?"
"Uncle Master asked me to give you something."
Milo said, taking out the jade box. After Mrs. Yunhua took it, she lightly ran her fingers across the forbidden text on it. With the sound of gold and jade colliding, the jade box opened, and inside was a picture scroll and a letter.
After picking up the letter and looking at it twice, Mrs. Yunhua whispered softly: "The green mountains are covered with green pine trees in the mist, and Xia Qi looks at the clouds and remembers the jade plate. Suddenly a spring breeze turns over the old bones. I wonder where the moon is shining this month?"
After hearing this, Milo lowered his head and pretended that he knew nothing.
The meaning of this short poem is actually very straightforward. The green pines and cypresses in the green mountains filled with clouds and smoke, and looking at the colorful clouds in the sky recall the moon of the past. Suddenly a gust of spring breeze blew past the manuscript of the past, and I suddenly wanted to know which mountain peak the bright moon shines on now.
But Mrs. Yunhua read it out, and then unfolded the scroll in front of Milo.
After looking at it twice, Mrs. Yunhua smiled and said: "It turns out to be this painting. It can also be called an old manuscript. Your name is Milo, right? You look like you should be a disciple from Songtao Peak, Yun Changkong. Have you ever been taught how to paint?"
"There were two years."
After hearing this response, Mrs. Yunhua continued to smile and said: "Then take a look at this painting and compare it to see if Yun Changkong's transformation has improved."
Hearing this, Milo could only look up and saw a scene of clouds and forest after the rain, with a small poem beside it.
When the rain comes, the sky becomes dark, and the clouds and trees are green and the buds are green. The dew falls on the green branches, silently moisturizing the spirit of things.
Milo felt secretly shocked when he first saw it. Both the painting and the writing of the poem were very old, and it was obviously not done recently.
But after a closer look, Milo realized that the emotion injected into the entire painting was casual and natural, without any male or female emotions. He couldn't help but feel a little entangled, not knowing how to answer.
"What, is this question difficult to answer?"
ps: There is also a rhyme version of the poem written by Yun Changkong [When the rain comes, the sky becomes hazy, and the clouds and trees are green and the buds are green. The dew falls on the end of the green branches, silently moisturizing the sentiments of things], and the setting of the title of the Shinto lady in the article is a magic modification, which is obviously different from the ancient married woman. Please read the text for details.
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