The sound of hunger still echoed in his stomach, and every bite of food was teasing the nerve called reason, trying to make it collapse, but in front of Zheng Yuan now, hunger was no longer a thing to be afraid of.
Early morning, five o'clock.
Generally speaking, few people would get up so early at this time except people who were busy with their livelihood, but Zheng Yuan and Yiyi had already been waiting for Zhou's arrival in the pavilion.
The first floor covers an area of about one hundred square meters, and is densely covered with countless lit pen-tipped grasses. Zheng Yuan and Yiyi are sitting there peacefully, meditating quietly.
...
Breakfast, air pudding, also known as slippery pudding and happy pudding, is a pudding that is as light as air. You need to control your breath and movements to eat it. The unusually light pudding will make it shake with the slightest breath of your breath. If it flies up, even the slightest force will cause it to break and the flavor will be lost (see details).
But this pudding, which should have been eaten with extreme caution and energy, was actually talked and laughed by Zheng Yuan and Yiyi, talking and laughing in front of it.
The strange thing is that the air pudding that should have been blown away by the breeze and the air flow generated by Zheng Yuan and his 100 million bodies is standing there calmly and calmly, without any shaking.
Zheng Yuan casually took out the spoon and dug it down with a seemingly relaxed movement. The trembling pudding meat was scooped up and put into his mouth.
The original aroma of the best milk and eggs is mixed with the unique fragrance of dairy products. The unique air-like taste of air pudding makes Zheng Yuan feel as if he is eating a cold and sweet body. But when the air pudding slides into his throat and esophagus The incomparable sense of existence makes people wonder if they have eaten a solid ball of rice. The moment it enters the stomach, a sense of happiness wells up in the heart.
“It’s delicious.”
Narrowing his eyes in pleasure, Zheng Yuan said with a smile.
...
Eating ceremony, with the progress and advancement of spiritual practice, the Gatling cactus can no longer play a role in exercise, so now Zheng Yuan is a pudding that will collapse into a puddle of water if his head is shaken for a few millimeters, walking under the attack of the Gatling cactus , you also need to maintain a saluting posture.
The dark durian melon in front of 100 million is no longer the same size as it was at the beginning. Instead, it has grown several times, reaching an astonishing ten meters in size, and the stench it emits is several times greater than before.
Zheng Yuan was barefoot, with pudding on his head, and the soles of his feet were sprinkled with sharp-edged caltrops. He clasped his hands together and walked calmly under the endless spikes of the Gatling cactus, as calmly as if he were walking in his own garden.
Lying on the ground, Yiyi stared at the dark durian melon in front of him with dead fish eyes. As Yiyi watched, the odor gradually weakened and dissipated until the black melon slices turned golden and the whole melon exuded a sweet fragrance.
...
Holding chopsticks in one hand and a flower pot in the other, Zheng Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground. The hand holding the chopsticks picked up smooth white fish noodles from the large vat next to him. The seeds in the flower pot also grew and sprouted like time was accelerating. As soon as Zheng Yuan picked up a twisting piece of white fish noodle, the ham rose was finished growing.
Knocking the white fish noodles to death with his head, and then sandwiching it with ham, Zheng Yuan happily ate it, while Zhou quickly added the seeds of rose ham. This was completely opposite to the leisurely days before, but Zhou was smiling happily. , the corners of the eyes are crooked.
...
At night, the hot spring in the center of Shirinji Temple.
In this hot spring, the temperature in every corner may change at any time. The temperature may reach boiling or it may form into ice. The only sign of the change is a temperature difference of one or two degrees up and down a few seconds before the change, so there is basically nothing here. It is a popular place, except for a few regulars, there have been two more guests recently.
After completing a day of practice, Zheng Yuan and Yi Yi each took a small basin and walked into the hot spring.
Zheng Yuan was wrapped in a scarf, revealing his slimmer but more muscular muscles than before. His long hair that reached the top of his thigh was tied up with an ice-blue energy chopstick, and he used his left foot to He tested the water temperature with his thumb, and then jumped down. His nose moved slightly, and then he jumped up, spraying water everywhere.
Leaning comfortably against the wall of the hot spring, Zheng Yuan took out the 78-degree white wine in a small basin with a happy face. Zheng Yuan brewed it himself using wheat rice. It tasted a little spicy. He drank it after heating it in the hot spring. It was even more like burning, but for Zheng Yuan's non-human body, it was even warmer.
With a matching towel on its head, the dog's face was soaking in the hot spring intoxicated, and a few earth eggs were floating next to it in a small basin.
"Actually, this kind of life is not bad, comfortable."
Zheng Yuan said with a calm face.
"Ouch! (That's right. Although there aren't that many delicious foods, I feel an inexplicable sense of peace of mind!)"
One hundred million also nodded in agreement.
"I practice food ethics here every day, and I feel satisfied every time I make progress. It's very fulfilling."
Zheng Yuan moved his butt to the side and said with emotion.
"Ouch~ (Yes, yes.)"
Yiyi lazily swam to the side with its eggs. The next second, the temperature of the originally pleasant place suddenly changed, either boiling hot or freezing cold, but Zheng Yuan and Yiyi were still comfortable. His face was filled with relief.
After taking a bath, Zheng Yuan got dressed and tied up with a towel. His whole body was steaming. With a red face, he led Yiyi on the way back. The faces of each person and the dog were full of peace and tranquility.
"Zhou, why are you here?"
Holding the small basin, Zheng Yuan looked at his house with some doubts. Under the dim light, there stood a lonely Zhou.
"It's really unimaginable. In just over a month, you have caught up with me, who has been practicing for more than ten years. Is this a genius?"
Zhou said a little disappointed, but his expression did not show any jealousy, but was extremely magnanimous.
"Could it be..."
Zheng Yuan thought of a possibility.
"That's right, tomorrow you and Yiyi only need to complete your graduation tasks and then you can start training!"
Zhou said with a smile, announcing the exciting news.
"..."
"..."
Zheng Yuan and Yiyi fell into silence.
"Oh, you guys, maybe you are a little reluctant to live like this. It doesn't matter, it's done..."
Zhou said with some emotion, but before he could finish speaking, Zheng Yuan and Yiyi's actions made him fall into silence.
"Great! I can finally get rid of this boring life!"
Zheng Yuan ripped off the towel tied to his head and roared with a ferocious expression (for his expression, please refer to The Blue Sea, The Visitor, above).
"Ouch! (Yeah! (^ω^))"
One hundred million howled at the moon.
PS: Asking for votes, I stayed up late to code for you. Damn it. I obviously said I wouldn’t stay up late before ≥﹏≤
