When Huang Feihong came to the back of the house, he saw a spring water under a rock, still steaming hot, and there was a stream of hot spring water between the cracks of the stones, which was bubbling out, so Huang Feihong used the clay basin, took a basin of hot water, and returned to the adobe house with both hands.

Seeing that the master was already sitting on the bed, he took off his shoes, picked up the storehouse, and put the pot at the master's feet. He said respectfully, "Master, please wash your feet." ”

The master said, "The apprentice is really filial." ”

The master put his feet in hot water, soaked for a while, and was about to reach out to wash his feet, Huang Feihong hurriedly said, "Master, the disciple will also wash for you." ”

"No, the master will come by himself."

Huang Feihong said: "Master, let the disciple wash you, the disciple has not been by the master's side these days, and he should have done his filial piety in front of the master." ”

Huang Feihong squatted down and carefully washed the master's feet.

After washing her feet, Huang Feihong picked up a cloth and wiped the master's horns dry.

The master said, "Feihong, you can wash it too." This hot spring is good for your body. ”

"Okay."

Huang Feihong took out the master's footwashing water, splashed it aside, and then he came to the hot spring behind the room, took a basin of hot water, brought it back to the house, sat on the side of his bed and soaked it, washed it, dried his feet, took out the dirty water and poured it out, and returned to the house.

The master said, "It's not too early, we should rest, and tomorrow, our master will talk well." ”

"Great."

So the two men and apprentices put out the lanterns and lay down on their respective beds to rest.

As soon as the master lay down, he snored evenly.

But Huang Feihong couldn't sleep.

Outside the house, there seemed to be a wind, because the woods on the mountain sounded the sound of forest waves.

Huang Feihong lay in the warm quilt, thinking to himself, this mountain is really a strange mountain, although the season is in the middle of winter, but the mountain is as lukewarm as spring. In my life, if I am like a master, I cultivate myself on this mountain and be in the company of nature, which is really good.

It's just that I don't have that kind of virtue yet.

But it was not too early, and he had to find a way to sleep.

Huang Feihong thought of a way, he lay down in the quilt and counted, while listening to the sound of waves outside the house, just like that, before he counted to a hundred, he fell asleep in a daze.

This night, Huang Feihong rested very well, and dreamed all night.

When I woke up the next day, I found that the room was already bright, and the master had disappeared, and the futon was neatly stacked on the master's bed.

Huang Feihong got up in a hurry, he folded the quilt neatly, then went outside to get some water, washed his face, and walked out of the adobe house, and saw the sun shining outside and the sky was clear.

On the flat ground on the top of the mountain, there was no shadow of the master, and Huang Feihong knew that the master must be busy with his affairs.

Huang Feihong stood on the edge of the flat land on the top of the mountain, admiring the scenery below.

This mountain is really a fairy mountain, although it is in the north, and it is winter now, but most of the trees on the mountain have not fallen leaves, they are still verdant, and the scenery is no different from spring.

I saw that under the morning sun, the trees were dense and leafy, and in the distance on the mountainside, among the dense forests, there was still mist swirling.

Nearby, the sky is clear and the air is fresh, so take a deep breath of the mountain air and immediately feel refreshed.

In the face of this situation, it really makes people feel open-minded. At this moment, Huang Feihong has been deeply intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of the mountains, and has completely forgotten the world's qiē, what fame and fortune, what fragrant car beauties, all of them have been forgotten.

Huang Feihong was intoxicated by the beautiful mountains when he heard a familiar voice asking, "Apprentice, what are you thinking about standing there?" ”

Huang Feihong hurriedly turned around and saw that it was the master who appeared beside him. The master was still holding a purple crockpot in his hand.

Huang Feihong asked, "Where did the master go in the morning?" ”

The old fairy said, "The master has to make breakfast for you." ”

"Master, why don't you cook in the house?"

The master said, "The place where I cook is really in a cave. You're hungry, boy. ”

"Sort of."

"Then let's eat it."

So the master and apprentice came to the thatched hut and sat on the side of the road at a small table.

The master opened the lid of the clay pot and poured the cooked rice into a large thick bowl.

When Huang Feihong looked at the rice, he saw that it was a bowl of porridge.

The master said, "Feihong, eat, this is the porridge that the master made for you." ”

"Thank you so much, master."

"Apprentice, do you know what ingredients this porridge is made of?"

"I don't know, the master told the disciple."

The old man said, "Feihong, this week is not an ordinary porridge." ”

"Master, tell me about its benefits."

The old man said, "This week it is made with a kind of rice grains that resemble an elixir. This kind of porridge, after you eat it, will protect you from all diseases. ”

"That's great. The disciple will not need to take medicine in the future. ”

"The most important thing is that eating this porridge can increase your physical strength."

Huang Feihong said excitedly: "Master, what kind of skill is it?" ”

"Now I won't tell you, when you need this skill, it will be automatically released to help you defeat your opponent."

"Thank you so much, master."

Huang Feihong took a spoon, scooped it into his mouth, and tasted it carefully, but he felt that there was a taste of Chinese medicine and a strange fragrance, so he swallowed it.

The master asked, "Apprentice, how do you feel about this porridge?" ”

"It's wonderful."

"Eat it all."

"Master, don't you eat a little."

The master smiled and said, "The master doesn't need to eat, the master has eaten it a long time ago." To tell the truth, the master will not feel hungry even if he does not eat for a year, and his body and energy will not decrease at all. If I hadn't eaten with you yesterday, the master wouldn't have had to eat a bite. ”

Huang Feihong said: "The master is really a living immortal, and the apprentice doesn't know what year and month he can cultivate to the realm of the master." ”

The master said: "Feihong, if you want to choose between money and beauty, and cultivating immortals, you would prefer to choose which one." ”

"Of course the disciple is willing to live like the master."

"Tell me your reasoning."

Huang Feihong thought for a while and said: "I don't know if what the disciple said is right or not, I think that the fame and fortune in the world, money and beauty, are just floating clouds, and the past will pass, and after that, there will be nothing left. ”

The master said: "It seems that the apprentice still has a certain understanding and wisdom, and it is really a material that can be made." Disciple, let's stop this topic first, you eat first, and after eating, let's continue to talk about this topic. ”

Huang Feihong listened to the master's words, picked up the spoon, and ate it.