After staying in the secret realm of Caomuling for another two days, Zhang Wenfeng once again used his magical power to nourish more than half an acre of sparse grass on the edge of the sea of grass. Seven or eight little spirits were listlessly flying in the air, standing on the grass blades, or frowning on the flower branches. daze.
The patch of grass, which is almost two acres in size, has returned to green after being taken care of by Zhang Guanzhu, showing full of vitality.
But none of them were happy and no longer played as usual. There were only a hundred years left in Caomuling. Their home was about to be lost and they were worried to death.
Zhang Wenfeng finished busy with the things at hand and did not disturb the sad thoughts of the little fairies. He returned to the top of Dongfu Mountain twenty miles away, set up a tea table in the green forest, and sat down to cook tea with Tu Kun, who had been recovering from two days of adjusting his breathing. Small talk.
The breeze from the mountains and rivers blows gently on your face, the flowers and plants are fragrant and sweet but not greasy, and the scent of tea and birds is pleasant under the shade of the trees.
Beside the left foot of the viewer, the mountain badger is lying soundly, sleeping peacefully.
At noon, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the clear sky. The weather in June suddenly changed, and torrential rain accompanied by thunderstorms fell from the sky.
The heavy raindrops hit the ban that Tu Kun waved casually, making a dense crackling sound, and the water flowed like a waterfall.
The sky was dark and the ground was dark, and one could clearly see snake-shaped silver lightning moving among the extremely low clouds. The two of them looked down at the misty sea of grass under the rain curtain, neither of them saying a word.
The mountain badger flicked its ears and moved to the viewer's feet. He continued to sleep without opening his eyes.
After being here for so long, this is the first time I have encountered extreme rainstorm weather like the outside world.
In the past, even if there were occasional rainy days, it would be gentle breeze and drizzle, just a different scenery.
The secret realm of Caomuling has changed, and it will gradually become the same as the outside world.
Today is the last day that they have been in Caomuling for three months. They are waiting for their departure. Time is running out. If Green Weaver Girl doesn't make a decision, they will not be able to climb the pole and must help.
Fate is a wonderful thing. You can't ask for it, you can only go with the flow and let nature take its course.
A heavy rain came suddenly and went away very quickly.
It was just tea time, the dark clouds cleared and the sun came out.
The flower trees in Caohai were messed up by the heavy rain, and there were fallen grass and broken flowers everywhere. The two continued to drink tea and chat, indifferently. A sudden storm devastated the small secret realm and exposed the fragility of the secret realm.
There is really no need for such a secret realm to exist.
At about the same time, the two of them noticed the vague rejection of them by this small world. They looked at each other and smiled, stood up and put their things into the storage space. The mountain badger climbed up, shook off the soil on its hair, and then Then it flew into the air and flew to the far east.
Flying over the small clearing where they came in, a thin light-wave portal was gradually forming.
Dozens of thin figures appeared silently around them.
Lu Xin'er held a small leaf umbrella with red eyes. She performed a graceful dance salute to the sisters she spent time with day and night, then flew down to Zhang Guanzhu's left shoulder and whispered a few words.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded in agreement and held out his hands to all Jingmei: "See you soon, everyone, take care!"
Many spirits send each other off with dancing gifts in the air, with graceful postures, petals flying in succession, and songs that make people cry.
Lu Xin'er got under the collar of the black robe and cried into a little tearful person.
When you step out of your cozy little world, your life or death is uncertain. Perhaps this farewell will be an eternal farewell. How can you not be heartbroken?
Suddenly, a small figure flew out and landed in front of the astonished Guanzhu Zhang. He pinched the corner of his skirt, looked up with a tearful face, and said in stammering Da Anya: "Green Chan'er...accompany my sister... …Please, please take Mr. Zhang in!”
She seemed very nervous, fearing that the huge human in front of her would swallow her up in one bite.
Zhang Wenfeng solemnly nodded in agreement.
Lu Chan'er fell on her left shoulder, got under the edge of the collar, and hugged Lu Xiner and cried.
"gone!"
Tu Kun had seen so much about life, separation and death that he became confused and took the lead to fly towards the light wave portal formed in the sky.
These little guys simply regard the good intentions of the temple master as nothing. In the whole Da'an court, I am afraid that there will not be a few good people like the temple master who are cunning, sinister, and return justice to Bo Yuntian. No, they are cautious. The bottom line in your heart is the Taoist cultivation.
A flower appeared before my eyes, appearing on the mountain top in the scorching heat of June.
There are two different worlds inside and outside the secret realm. Zhang Wenfeng feels that the wood energy in the secret realm is rich. It is okay to stay for a while occasionally. Over time, the inner energy will be worn away, and those who practice Taoism need to cultivate that energy. The purer, the better.
This is where "people fight for a breath, and Buddha receives a stick of incense".
The Taoist emphasis on inaction and non-fighting means fighting instead of fighting, so no one in the world can compete with it. This is a profound state.
Glancing at the two little fairies peeking out from under their collars, Zhang Wenfeng walked towards the foot of the lush mountain with a smile on his face.
Lu Xiner wiped away her tears, felt the aura and sunshine from the outside world, and asked curiously: "Is this Qingming Tianxia?"
It seems that compared with the secret realm, it is not as bad as recorded in the classics? Except there is too little woodiness.
"The world is huge, you have time to slowly experience it..."
Zhang Wenfeng himself had not yet left the Da'an Dynasty, when he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that the two little spirits were looking strange. They were holding slender green weapons like toothpicks in their hands, as if they were on guard against a formidable enemy.
"There is... there is a shadow-catching spirit, and it wants to eat us!"
Lu Xiner was so frightened that her tongue was tied, her face was miserable, she pointed at a big dark brown tree and shouted.
"Oh, is 'Chasing the Wind and Shadow' hiding here? Let me have a look."
There was a strange light swirling in Tu Kun's eyes, and he looked towards the tree trunks that stretched diagonally on the hillside.
He has heard of a little thing called a shadow-catching spirit, with a body like the wind. It likes to eat other spirits living in the ups and downs of the mountains, including mountain ghost spirits, but he has never seen it because the spirit is hidden. Extremely difficult to find.
There is an earthy yellow light that silently wraps around the tree trunk and penetrates inside.
A breeze touched the treetops and the leaves swayed slightly. Lu Xin'er was frightened. She raised her green spear and screamed: "There!"
She finally understood why the sisters who had gone out in the past never came back. There were natural enemies and shadow-catching spirits guarding the door of their house. All the sisters who went out for adventure were killed, and not even one reported the news. It was so pitiful!
The mountain badger sensed the aura and rushed over. How dare you show off under its nose?
Tu Kun also saw a strange wind invisible to the naked eye, with waves flickering in it. He shouted softly: "Let's go!"
A bit of yellow light suddenly exploded in the air, and the invisible strange wind split into pieces with a "wave", and wisps of fine wind flew in all directions.
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The mountain badger clawed at several strange winds one after another, and Tu Kun destroyed most of them. There was still a small part of the strange winds that penetrated into the grass on the ground. A layer of pale green flames emerged from the ground of the hillside. With a squeaking sound, the escaping people were killed. Catch all the strange winds in one fell swoop.
An unpleasant fishy smell was left in the air, blowing away with the mountain breeze.
Natural enemies can sense each other. Sister Lu Xin'er observed carefully for a while, but there was no such frightening feeling nearby anymore. The two little spirits flew in the air and bowed their thanks to Tu Kun, Shan Badger and Zhang Guanzhu respectively. .
The outside world is too dangerous. If they hadn't followed Guanzhu Zhang out, they would have become the prey of the ghost-catcher.
Being eaten alive is terrifying to think about.
"It's a trivial matter, no need to be polite."
Tu Kun returned the favor with a chuckle, landed on the ground, and strode forward. For him, right and wrong in the wild were irrelevant. That’s all.
The two little fairies hid under the collar of Guanzhu Zhang and explored the scenery along the way that was very different from that in the secret realm of Caomuling. They saw the deep river, the strange rocks, the birds singing on the branches, and the distant scenery. A beast to avoid.
The novelty was filled with thrilling excitement, and they would whisper to each other from time to time.
The future is uncertain and the mind is unsettled.
The mountain badger opened the way ahead, except for catching and killing the poisonous insects and monsters that sneaked up on it. It ignored everything else and marched all the way. It had seen and experienced, and its character had been tempered, and it no longer had the virtue of having a taste of everything.
The two of them walked very fast, passing by Biyifeng at nightfall.
Zhang Wenfeng looked down at the mountainside with scattered lights from the air, and suddenly heard a shrill scream with a different tone. The two little creatures squatting on his shoulders suddenly hid in their collars with the speed of a frightened bird.
His consciousness looked towards the light in the mountain. After a while, his face became a little gloomy.
The dilapidated Biyifeng Peak was occupied by a group of wild mountain cultivators. None of them were very advanced, and they were riddled with evil spirits. The leader was at the early stage of the Jianwei Realm, and his aura was impetuous and unstable. Several other evil spirits were dominating. , taking pleasure in torturing the indigenous people who were left alive in the past.
There were several half-naked young women waiting on him tremblingly.
It’s so worthless, what kind of way do you want to practice?
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