Chapter 2 Cherry Blossom Forest White monkeys smell fish

Volume 1 The first acquaintance with the path of cultivating immortals

Cherry blossom forest White monkeys smell fish

Yumo feels that he is a fish, and in the water, Moyu's skin seems to be breathing, and he doesn't need to breathe deliberately, and he doesn't feel depressed if he doesn't breathe.

In the dark water, Yumo pedaled the water hard, paddling upwards with both hands. Feeling that the pressure of the water on his body gradually decreased, and he felt a little light in front of him, it felt so good for the rest of his life, and he paddled harder again.

The little light gradually became larger, and Yumo closed his eyes and continued to paddle in the water. Gradually, I felt that the water was getting warmer, and I paddled out of the water, and my head "buzzed", and I almost fainted again.

At this moment, a faint fragrance wafted into his nose, and Yumo's eyes slowly opened a slit, "It's so beautiful!"

Pink patches, rows, rows, cherry blossoms. Fairies scatter flowers among the branches and fall among the trees. Clusters and clusters, like beautiful elves falling to the earth.

The white cold frost is charming, full of plain charm, purple and red is delicate, with crimson light clouds, and the delicate branches of ice and snow.

The trees are full of splendor, like clouds and clouds, and they bloom with each other, and all the flowers compete for beauty. Bathed in the sun, the dancing butterflies are laughing, the bees are chasing the fragrance of flowers, the boundless toil, the transparent butterfly wings and pollen are integrated, as if above the eyebrows, the lips and teeth are also stained with a faint sweet pollen taste, which is very beautiful.

In the midst of all the earthly hustle and bustle is baptized by fragrance, impetuous and tired thoughts are released, and in a calm and casual state of mind, who can ignore all this beautiful atmosphere.

Yumo tried hard to climb to the shore, looking back, this is a small lake in the ten-zhang square garden, the lake is full of cherry trees, the cherry blossoms flutter like a fairy mirror, this waterhole is a piece of beautiful jade in the fairy mirror.

In the distance, there was a large mountain, and the other three sides were foggy, and it was impossible to see anything clearly. "Where is this?"

"Where is this?"

"Who told me, where?"

"Help!"

"Master!"

"Second Senior Brother!"

Xiao Yumo cried for a long time, no one paid attention to him, only the echo of anger.

Yumo closed his eyes when he was tired, lying by the lake and smelling the sweet cherry blossoms, thinking about what was wrong with him.

"By the way, what about Senior Brother?"

Yumo looked into the pool. I thought to myself, "I don't know what the master and senior brother will be in a hurry. I wonder if Master will be able to find me?"

Yumo pondered: "After I ate that war lobster, my body was hot, and I couldn't stand the heat.

Later, I don't remember it clearly, as if I jumped into the pool. After entering the pool, my body is out of control, my consciousness is gone, and I can't remember what is behind."

"Hey, don't think about it."

Yumo lowered his head and looked at it, frightened that he didn't move for a long time. "This, this, what's going on? My skin ...... , how did it become so white, so tender, what is called blowing bomb can be broken, what is called .......

Yumo himself can't describe it. Yumo only eats wild vegetables and wild fruits in the temple, and the masters and apprentices also grow some food, which can only meet the basic food and clothing, and the nutrition cannot keep up.

Yumo is darker and thinner than normal children. I remember that the master tested the spiritual root for Yumo, but Yumo has no spiritual root, and the practice can only strengthen the muscles and body, and there will be no achievements, and the master only taught him the eight sections of brocade and the five bird operas.

After eating shrimp in Hantan this time, Yumo knew that this was a rebirth. At this time, my heart was beautiful again.

I forgot about looking for a master and looking for a brother. I thought that Master would definitely be able to teach himself the immortal art he practiced this time....... ”

Master once said that when you are tired and tired, you can practice Baduanjin. Baduanjin can promote physical recovery.

After Yumo lay on the shore to recover some physical strength, he practiced Baduan Jin by the lake, and Yumo slowly did "two hands to support Tianli Sanjiao", "left and right bows like shooting eagles", "regulating the spleen and stomach arm single lift", when Yumo did "fist and anger to increase strength", I felt a trace of warmth in both fists.

"What kind of power is this?", Yumo felt a different power for the first time, feeling that his fist had inexhaustible strength.

"Is this spiritual power?"

"Maybe, the master said that if you practice the art of cultivation, you will produce spiritual power. It's good that I can also practice spiritual power in these eight sections of brocade!

In this way, Yumo hit Baduanjin twice, and I felt more energetic.

Yumo thought to himself, "How about I try the Five Fowl Opera again?"

Yumo imitated the appearance of tigers, deer, bears, apes, and birds, jumping up and down for a while.

"I didn't add a little strength, it didn't seem to add a trace of spiritual power."

Yumo saw a little sweat on his head, and the wind blew gently, feeling a little cool. The wind is mixed with the petals of cherry blossoms, and the fragrance of cherry blossoms is mixed with the fragrance of cherry blossoms, and Yumo feels a little hungry when he looks at the waterhole.

Yumo walked through the cherry grove, took out the knife in the storage bag, went to find some thinner branches, and cut them with a knife. Yumo took the knife and attacked the branches of the cherry tree.

The spark flashed, but it couldn't be cut! and after two more strokes with the knife, the spark still flashed, and there was only a slight scar on the trunk.

"Why can't you cut the branches of a cherry tree with a knife, why? Dizzy! It's so difficult to make a harpoon! I've heard the master tell my senior brother about the use of aura. I'll try it too. ”

Yumo thought about it, holding a knife in his hand, he practiced Baduan Jin, and when he practiced "Gathering Fists and Angry Eyes to Increase Strength", there was a trace of spiritual power in his hand, and he used the knife to stumble at the branches of the cherry tree.

"Click, boom. "Branches are falling.

As brewed, the rain ink has 5 branches. He tied the five branches together to form a five-pointed fork. Yumo walked to the lake, looked at the fish in the lake, took a homemade harpoon, and started his spearfish business.

The red carp swam by, and Yumo aimed the carp with a "fork" for a while, but it was not inserted.

"Go on!"

Another black fish passed by, Yumo was extra careful, and inserted it in the direction of the fish, this time the "fork" flew out.

"Hit!" Yumo smiled and fished the fish back.

"One, two, three, four, there are so many fish!"

Yumo disassembled the "fork" into a chisel for grilling fish, picked up some weeds and other branches, found a few stones to set up a stove for grilling fish, found flint in the storage bag, and lit a fire.

"The sound of a thunderclap sounded!"

Yumo flipped the grilled fish, looked at the mountain from afar, and remembered the scene of the master, the senior brother, the joke when the master cooked, and the scene where the senior brother gave the grilled shrimp. Yumo's tears flowed out involuntarily and dripped into the fire of the grilled fish.

It's basically baked, Yumo found some salt from the storage bag, and there is nothing else, the seasonings used to be managed by the senior brother.

This is still what is left of the past.

Yumo picked up a fish, sprinkled it with some salt, pulled up a piece of fish meat with his hands, and chewed it.

Fish meat in Yumo, this is not as delicious as the prawns that you love to eat. When I was thinking about my brother's grilled shrimp while eating. I heard movement in the trees behind me.

Yumo was startled and thought, "There won't be tigers and leopards!"

Holding a knife in one hand and a fish drill in the other, he quickly turned around and saw a small white monkey in the tree.

A white monkey that was more than a foot long, the baby monkey did not have a single stray hair on its body, and its whole body was as white as snow. The little monkey is looking at the three fish on the stove with two poor big eyes!

Yumo thought about it, took a grilled fish, and walked under the tree, and the little monkey climbed up the branch behind him. Yumo walked under the tree, stretched out his hand to take the fish, and stretched out to the little monkey, but the little monkey did not come.

Yumo put the fish on the ground and retreated to the stove. As soon as the white light flashed, the fish under the tree was gone, and it ran into the hands of the little monkey in the tree. The little monkey smelled it first, enjoyed it, slowly took a bite of the fish, and swallowed it quickly.

Immediately take the second, third, and fourth bites、...... The fish are gone, the spines are gone, and the little monkeys are all called to eat.

The little monkey's big watery eyes looked at Yumo, as if begging, give another one, right?

Yumo looked at the two roasted fish, then at the white monkey, and reluctantly took another fish and sent it to the monkey.

Before he could put it under the tree, there was a white light, and Yumo felt that his hand was empty, and the fish had already reached the little monkey's hand.

Seeing that the little monkey was about to eat the fish again, Yumo said to the little monkey: "You don't know thank you for me." "A quick look at the only grilled fish left,

I thought, "If I don't eat it, I won't be able to eat this either." Xiao Yumo quickly picked up the last fish, took a bite, and ate it slowly.

I hadn't eaten two bites when I saw a little monkey in front of my feet, as if kneeling or squatting, as if praying.

Yumo looked at the fish in his hand and looked at the little monkey, and he was reluctant. Tearing off half of the fish with his hand and handing it over, the little monkey quickly took it, looked at Yumo, looked at the fish in his hand, jumped back to the tree, and began to take a small bite, a small bite, and slowly ate it.

Yumo was happy and thought: "This monkey also knows that this is the last fish, and it is not in a hurry to eat it!"