"It's so easy, what about the honey in the telephone pole?" asked one tourist aloud.

"No way, there must be a lot of honey here, but it's troublesome to take it out unless you break the pole. It's good to be able to collect a swarm of bees, and there will be honey in the future. Liu Daodao carefully looked around and replied.

"Brother Daodao, what are you getting in that hanging bottle?" Liu Daode saw from the beginning to the end, and he was stunned and didn't understand.

"Hehe, this water is soaked in mothballs. Liu Daodao unveiled the mystery.

Just like playing magic, once the mystery is revealed, it will make people feel like they are suddenly enlightened.

Mothballs have a pungent smell, and bees are sensitive to this thing. The water in the hanging bottle enters the hole, which naturally drives the bees out.

For Liu Daodao's bee catching, Liu Laosan was envious and jealous, and said on the spot that after a period of leisure, he would also go to the mountains a few times to collect boxes of wild bees and raise them.

After watching the excitement, it is estimated that it is already more than ten o'clock. Liu Daode didn't stay in the village, went home and took the calf with him, and found a place with lush grass at random and left it alone.

Holding a monastic book in his hand, he sat down by a nearby tree and looked at it casually.

The general stayed with his master for a few minutes, probably bored, and turned his head into the grass in search of prey.

There is a saying in this book that says, "Cultivate to the subtle place, and the morality is self-evident." The heart suddenly opened up, and the doubts were all clear. In the midst of the mountains and rivers, I suddenly saw the willows and flowers bright......"

In Liu Daodao's view, there is not much difference between cultivating the Tao and cultivating the gods.

To say that it is different, the way of cultivation is like an immortal, the pursuit of freedom and freedom, the cultivation of the gods with incense and the power of the mind, an extra layer of constraints, pay attention to entering the world, and closely connect with the world. But in the end, we all need to improve our own realm and pursue higher paths.

This kind of practice, Liu Daode has not felt inappropriate so far.

On the contrary, he felt that he was living a fulfilling life, and the avenue was everywhere. Sit and watch the grass and trees flourish and wither, the sunrise and sunset, the wind, frost and rain and dew...... Every bit of understanding in the world will be verified in the edict.

Just thinking about things, he suddenly heard the general roaring not far away, and the sound was obviously wrong.

What happened? Liu Daodao's divine sense was released, and then his face was a little more surprised, and he hurriedly shouted: "General, come back!"

The white-haired weasel appeared without warning!

It's just that in the sense of consciousness, its appearance is very miserable, its fur is dry and dull, its body is thin and only bones, and it no longer walks as quickly as it used to be, like an old man who is about to die, staggering and moving.

Liu Daode wanted to know what had happened in the half a year that it had disappeared.

Could it be because of the previous dark wounds...... He clearly remembered that after the weasel's breakthrough failed, he had used incense to treat the dark wounds in its body, and it should have recovered well at that time. Now it suddenly appears, but it looks like this.

The general obviously remembered the guy who had embarrassed him, but he was ordered by his master, and although he was unwilling, he still roared twice and withdrew again.

The white-haired weasel did not turn over and flee after being frightened, and continued to take steps, moving in front of Liu Daode step by step.

Then he half-crouched on the ground, his two thin paws raised high, as if to worship him. There was a glimmer of hope in his dim eyes, obviously hoping that Liu Daode would be able to save it.

Looking at this little guy's miserable appearance now, Liu Daode had a trace of pity on his face.

When he first stepped on Shinto, the weasel was also a Taoist friend of his own...... If it hadn't been for the accident during the breakthrough, maybe it would have been in a different situation.

It's a pity that now the laws of this piece of heaven and earth have changed, and there is no room for the two immortals and gods.

He sighed and crouched down in front of the weasel, his palm lightly covering the other's head. The fur was rough and stiff, and the roots were like needles, which made his palms hurt a little.

The incense power flowed out, and the silk poured into the weasel's body. After the investigation, Liu Daodao's face became even more gloomy.

This weasel has reached the point where the oil has run out, and even if it succeeds with the power of incense, he can't guarantee how long it will live.

Shinto incense is not omnipotent.

Moisturized, the weasel regained a little more vitality on his head, and his movements became rapid. Immediately after that, it nodded its head at Liu Daode three times, and ran into the distance again.

Seeing the weasel disappear, Liu Daode suddenly felt a little desolate.

He was able to break through the limitations of the laws of heaven and earth, but it was due to chance, with the help of the Jiuqu Yellow River Lantern Array, that he was able to resist the inexplicable coercion.

What should foodies do when they encounter such a situation in the future? Is it possible to take it to that place too?

As for resisting with the help of the incense and spiritual power in the Land God Domain...... The experience of weasels has proven that it is simply not reliable.

What about yourself...... If you continue to cultivate, will there be any coercion again?

He lived too comfortably during this period of time, and he simply forgot about the crisis on the path of cultivation.

If it weren't for the weasel appearing, I'm afraid it would have gone on like this.

Strive...... Can't be so lazy.

Liu Daode returned home and sat under the peach tree to secretly cheer himself up. Well, the daylight was good, and in the good vows of struggle, he fell asleep.

There is no way, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, it is impossible to be lazy for so long, and suddenly become diligent.

In fact, Liu Daode now has a general countermeasure in his heart, that is, to create another nine-song Yellow River lantern array.

I have seen the formation diagram myself and memorized it by heart. It's just that there are no suitable materials at hand now, and it is impossible to arrange the Nine Curves Field at all.

Fortunately, there is a long time to come, and there is plenty of time for him to think.

This dull mood didn't get better until I chatted with Lin Xiaotong in the afternoon.

At night, Liu Daode did not practice at home, but left the general in the courtyard to watch over the family. Taking advantage of the night, he once again walked in the vast world.

The night is silent, and most of the noisy human activities disappear, which helps Liu Daode to quietly understand the operation laws between heaven and earth.

He has not gained nothing these days, and his comprehension of the law of the leylines has improved a little.

With one step, the leyline aura moved with it, condensing under his feet, as if something invisible was holding forward. When he landed, he had already appeared nearly two feet away.

Constantly running, Liu Daodao's speed was fast, and when a small river in front of him blocked the way, he hurriedly wanted to stop, but unfortunately it was too fast, and his body couldn't stop at all.

Stepping on the water, banging...... There seemed to be a cannon fire in the water, and suddenly there were waves the size of a basin.

This...... Liu Daodao's face was a little more excited, and a little surprised.

Now he was standing firmly on the water, his feet soaking wet, thirty or forty centimeters deep in the water, but he did not sink. The incense on the soles of the feet swells with mental power, driving the aura condensation in the water.

This appearance, although it is not as good as the spirit walking on the ground, but it also has a different taste.

Liu Daode tentatively ran forward quickly, stepping on the water, white lotuses rose on the water, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed out more than ten meters away, standing on the land on the opposite bank.