Chapter 137: Seeing the Snow on the Road
In fact, it was not just the plank, Hevis also deliberately asked Zeming and a few people to spend a day going down to the lake to catch a lot of fish and crabs and other things.
Because, now that it has entered winter, the winter in Xianshan is lower than the outside world, when it is the coldest time, the temperature will be reduced to dozens of degrees below zero.
At that time, even in the deepest core area of the Immortal Mountain, it may not be easy to find food, and the beasts that can come out to forage on such a cold day are basically existences that can dominate one side, and it is not something that Ze Ming and the others can fight against at all.
According to their current situation, it is obvious that grain and grass are not allowed to go first, so they must make adequate preparations and prepare what they eat first.
In addition to grain, Zhuo Fei also used agricultural feathers to cut down several trees, which were used to make several large wooden barrels and several wooden cups, which were used to drink water on the road.
From Hevis's mouth, he could hear the harshness of the winter in Xianshan, no matter how much he ate and drank, there must be no problems.
As for the firewood, Mu Miao and Mu Zhiqing were in charge, and finally used Zhuo Fei's ability to use the dark element of Zhuo Fei's space to put all the prepared things in the cracks of the space, so as to reduce the weight of several people.
At the same time, it also makes food and water safer and there are no accidents.
In order to thoroughly carry out the activities in the wild, Mu Miao deliberately selected a big stone before leaving, and forcibly used his fists to create a stone pot to solve the problem of hot water.
After the fire was raised, several people sat around the fire, a stone pot was placed on the fire, boiling hot water slowly, Zhuo Fei also put a fish in it, anyway, they were sitting and there was nothing to do, it was better to boil a pot of fish soup.
Now their cultivation has been sealed by Hevis, and they can't meditate, so they might as well wait for the soup, so that at least in the boring waiting, there is still some hope.
Stretching out his hands to get closer to the fire, Zhuo Fei looked at the snow outside, to be honest, it was the first time he had seen such a big snow after he had grown so big, and he looked a little sluggish for a while.
"Anyway, there's nothing going on right now, let me ask you, have you ever thought about what you have any thoughts or what you want to do after the cultivation of the Immortal Mountain is over?"
After getting along for so long, he is more and more satisfied with the performance of the four people, no matter what he says, no one will refute it, at most it is Zhuo Fei or Ze Ming, who raises the bar with him, but in the end he will still seriously implement what he said.
No matter how difficult the training account he arranged, or how perverted it was, the four of them would seriously insist on implementing it, at most they would complain about it, and there would be nothing else.
To Heves's surprise, the willpower performed by the four of them was particularly strong, no matter how tired they were in training, the four of them would cope with the past with noisy noise, talking and laughing when they were resting.
Otherwise, it is a complete sleep, and after such a long time, there has never been a situation of giving up.
This can't help but make Hevis feel that this is the real genius elite, so he should have the right appearance.
After he raised this topic, Ze Ming and the three of them all looked at Zhuo Fei, which obviously meant that he should say it first.
The three of them all wanted to understand what Zhuo Fei wanted to do other than the lintel of Guangdao's house, and it could be said that they didn't know anything about his past.
However, after this period of getting along, Ze Ming found that there were too many things in Zhuo Feihui, whether it was cooking food or how to treat when he was injured, he could easily dispose of it.
couldn't help but make them think that even if Zhuo Fei didn't enter the cultivator special forces, in the world of ordinary people, there must be an outstanding person, right?
Looking at the drifting snow outside the cave, Zhuo Fei's eyes became a little blurry, and he slowly expressed his own wishes, he is a Taoist, so he will definitely take the restoration of Taoism as his own responsibility.
Hearing this, Mu Miao's face showed a little impatience, and he couldn't help but stop Zhuo Fei's conversation and asked him not to continue: "Stop, stop, we all know what you said, and what we want to know most is what you want to do besides Taoism?"
"Then I'm probably just a doctor. Zhuo Fei smiled indifferently.
I don't know why, he even misses it now, when he first arrived in Shenghua, although he was just a registered clerk, but his daily work was quite leisurely, with a fixed salary every month, and a weekend off every week, why not?
However, it was because of the appearance of that organization that he captured his master and changed his life.
Hearing this, Ze Ming and the others looked at each other with plushing faces, how could they never have thought that Zhuo Fei's idea was so simple?
While a few people were talking, before they knew it, the fish soup in the stone pot had been cooked, and Zhuo Fei filled a cup for no one, walked to the entrance of the cave, and looked at the snow outside.
As far as the eye can see, the whole world is under the gaze of the silver, and the goose feather snow scattered in the sky is still falling down, which is very fascinating.
Hevis slowly walked behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and asked Zhuo Fei what he was thinking?
"I was thinking, this snow is so beautiful. Zhuo Fei said dumbfoundedly, unaware of the three people in the cave, who were noisy for fish soup.
After taking a sip of the fish soup in the wooden cup, Heves said slowly: "Life is actually like snow, from the water molecules in the air, rising in the sky, gathering into snowflakes, and then, falling from the sky, returning to the earth, turning into a trickle of water. ”
Zhuo Fei looked at Haweis in surprise, he had never heard of it, someone actually compared life to snow.
When he slowly tasted the meaning, Zhuo Fei understood the meaning of his words, from the time he was born, it was like the condensation of snowflakes, and when they were in the sky, it was like the peak moment of life.
However, no one is always at their peak, like snowflakes, constantly falling from the sky and falling back to the ground.
No matter how beautiful a person is, he will eventually turn into a handful of loess.
Maybe that's the real life, right?
Suddenly, Zhuo Fei seemed to think of something, what is the truth in this cycle of changes?
Looking at Zhuo Fei who was deep in thought, Hevis nodded stupidly, he could remind him that there was only so much to be reminded of what he could realize next, it all depended on his own comprehension, and the ban on him was lifted with a flick of his fingers.
The snowflakes in the sky kept falling from a high place in Zhuo Fei's eyes, falling on the earth, some condensed on the snowdrifts, some directly turned into water, and then turned into ice chips under the sharp low temperature.
The internal force of their Taoism is similar to exquisiteness, repeatedly, endlessly, with a long history, and slowly Zhuo Fei's body exudes a thick black and white color.
As the dantian in his body rotated, it gradually left his body, and began to rotate around his body, converging into a pattern of Tai Chi Bagua.
"What's wrong with him?, the lord lifted the ban on him?" Mu Miao, who was sitting in place, said with a slight frown.
But he was slapped on the head by Hevis, and reprimanded him in a low voice: "Zhuo Fei is comprehending the way of heaven, don't disturb him?"
Ze Ming, who heard this, was almost surprised, and even the cup containing the fish soup in his hand fell to the ground.
He had also heard that some cultivators who were determined by talent were able to comprehend different ways of heaven from what they had seen and heard, and from then on they could see through the mysteries of life.
Moreover, if you want to accomplish this, the difficulty is not the level of cultivation, but your own understanding, and there is a Zen saying: one world, one tree and one life.
There are many people who have heard this sentence, but how many people can really understand, how many people have been there for so many years?
Legend has it that if someone is able to comprehend the way of heaven, to some extent, he is no longer a person who belongs to this world?
Ze Ming couldn't believe that Zhuo Fei could do this.
It turned out that he really hadn't reached that realm yet, and after ten minutes, Zhuo Fei moved his body and slowly walked back with the fish soup that had been completely cold.
He thought of a lot of things just now, but it was really this kind of wandering thoughts, which came to his mind in an instant, but he didn't know how to choose?
I don't know what to grasp, I don't know what to think about, there are too many principles in some things, and it may not be a good thing.
Hevis, who drank the last bite of fish soup, had a strange look flashing in his eyes, but he disappeared in an instant, and it was not easy to comprehend the way of heaven.
At the beginning, he spent hundreds of years locking himself in a room, and he didn't realize anything, but since Zhuo Fei had already taken the first step, the next thing was up to him.
The so-called tutors are not omnipotent, it is impossible for students to learn everything thoroughly, they have to do more to lead the way and pave the way for students.
Among these four people, only Zhuo Fei has the best talent, so he gave priority to paving the way for him and leading him on this path.
However, the latter did not disappoint him, the person who was extremely talented at the beginning also came over like this, and finally became a generation of power, and now Zhuo Fei seems to be copying the miracle of that person bit by bit.
Hevis didn't dare to guarantee that Zhuo Fei could go on this road, and as for whether he could go far, it not only depended on his talent, but also on his opportunities.