Heaven and earth seem to converge on the top of Liuliang Mountain, and the wind and clouds converge, and the beginning of all this is the little Afu who is 'boiling' in this cauldron, the thick blue-green soup in the original pot gradually becomes thinner, and those points of light slowly become thick and viscous, gradually atomized, and finally turned into a substantial liquid floating around Xiao Afu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If there were cultivators around, they would definitely exclaim that the control of the aura of heaven and earth could reach such a level, and if other people had used this kind of rich aura to penetrate their bodies, they would have already exploded and died, but they could use herbs to help raise the limit of their experience, and their means could no longer be described as unpredictable.

The iron pot is still boiling, this temperature is not something that a child can bear, Xiao Afu constantly has a cortex falling off and blending into the soup, and at the same time there is a new cortex being generated, Lao Fengzi is constantly controlling those light points on the side to enter the body from every pore of Xiao Afu, and at the same time, there is dirty black dirt that is squeezed out of the pores, so that the whole pot of soup is dyed a lot.

Xiao Afu's body is slowly transforming, and his complexion has become fairer and richer from some rough and black of the previous peasant family, and the firewood is still red, but the soup in the pot is strangely slowly calming down, and there is even a trace of cold air floating up.

"It's so comfortable, I feel the coolness rushing into my legs just now, and the soreness is gone." Xiao Afu lay in the pot, as if in the arms of his mother, warm and comfortable.

"Wow, it's so hot, it's hot!" Xiao Afu, who had been staying well, suddenly screamed and jumped out of the cauldron with a flutter.

Lao Fengzi looked at him with a smile: "This decoction is already limited, and you have pounced a lot before, and the effect of the medicine will definitely be gone soon." With a wave of his hand, a new set of coarse linen shorts and shorts appeared on the side, this kind of short clothes are most suitable for people engaged in heavy physical labor, breathable and strong and wear-resistant, "Put it on, there is still something to do." He turned around and walked out of the temple gate.

Xiao Afu put it on, carefully examined his hands and feet, crystal jade, white and red, somehow there was an urge to take a bite, moved his body and felt unprecedented transparency and lightness, the previous fatigue was swept away, and he ran out with the master briskly.

The original green and verdant Liuliang Mountain now looks as if it is covered with a layer of scratches of time, the master and apprentice stand on the top of the mountain overlooking the vastness, Xiao Afu looked at Lao Fengzi blankly, not knowing what had just happened.

"Little Afu, all things are cause and effect, there are losses and gains, the entire Liuliang is used to transform your body meridians, and there will be no vitality within twenty years, but what you get because of this is the creation of the world, a perfect body of cultivation and Taoism." Lao Fengzi said indifferently, Xiao Afu was a little at a loss, I heard the master say that there will be no more trees, birds and beasts in the entire Liuliang Mountain, what about those woodcutters and hunters who live on the mountain, is it all because of themselves。。。。。。

For the sake of himself, he has cut off the livelihood of so many people, can people really be so selfish that they can be desperate for selfish desires?

"Is this really the right thing to do。。。。。。 Xiao Afu muttered, in his world, there are only his father and mother, three meals a day, all he thinks about all day long is what to eat after this meal, where is it fun in the small village, and just this first day of practice has had a huge impact on his life, is everything not worth it, only willing? Can an individual's thoughts really take precedence over all things?

Of course, these little Afu couldn't imagine that he was still so small, and he needed someone to tell him whether it was right or wrong, and he was now staying behind Lao Fengzi in a daze, and his hand was tightly pulling on Lao Fengzi's plain white sleeves, so that there were some folds.

"Ah Fu, you must know that when people have the ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea, the right and wrong of the whole world are only between this thought, if I don't like it, it will be wrong, if I like it, it will be right, and those who go along with it will prosper and those who go against it will perish." Lao Fengzi's momentum burst out in an instant was as vast as heaven and earth, and the stars were bright, and Xiao Afu seemed to be unconscious, and pulled his sleeve, "Master, Master, then do you like Xiao Afu." ”

Lao Fengzi's body trembled slightly, and he looked down, Xiao Afu was looking at him with a pair of watery eyes, as if he really wanted an answer, "Like it?" Was the word a little too foreign to him, once upon a time someone had said it to him, a time of joy? When you're sad? Maybe it's been too long.,This little thing that isn't worth it may not be worth occupying a little place in my memory.,After searching the vast mind.,Found this unanswerable fact.,What kind of thing is like.,Very helpless.,Helplessly stretched out my hand.。

"Oh, it hurts, Master, why are you playing my head again."

"I like you big head, hurry up and run ten laps around the mountain for me."

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In the blink of an eye, it was time for the afternoon meal, Xiao Afu sat at the table at home and stared at the table of food in a daze, thinking back to the things of this day, the master is always not wrong, but why does what he said sound strange in his heart, and Xiao Afu's father and mother also looked at him blankly on the side, usually Xiao Afu eats is the most active, not to mention that he made such a table of good dishes today, and he usually starts to eat a lot, but now that he has been eating for so long, he has not seen the child move a chopstick.

"Child, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?" Ah Fu Niang touched Xiao Ah Fu's forehead with concern.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I'm thinking about what Master taught me today." Xiao Afu came back to his senses and hurriedly waved his hand.

"Oh, that's good, I'm tired this day, eat quickly, it's strange to say, Dad passed by the foot of Liuliang Mountain today and saw a rabbit lying motionless, I caught it at once, and let your mother stew it for you, hurry up and taste it." Ah Fu's face was red by the sunset, and the dishes on the table were steaming, and he kept putting vegetables into the bowl for Xiao Ah Fu.

Xiao Afu knocked on his little brain, why think so much, the master is crazy, and he doesn't necessarily understand what he says, so how can he make his little head understand, the most important thing is to fill his stomach first, and there is rabbit meat to eat today.

Gently picking up the meat, the rich soup can already make people imagine the delicious feeling after the mouth, swallow a mouthful of saliva, 'ah-woo' and eat it, chew it carefully, but a sour, withered feeling down the throat straight into the heart, disgusting, the pieces of delicious stew are as intimidating as rotten ash.

Xiao Afu coughed violently, his mouth couldn't speak at all, but he kept pointing to the pot of rabbit meat and waved his hand, his face was flushed, and Ah Fu's father saw that Xiao Afu had been pointing, so he quickly tasted it, who knew that the taste of chewing wax would directly make people vomit.

"Phew, this rabbit wasn't dead when I caught it, why does it smell like this, hurry up, pour it." Ah Fu kept spitting, the smell just now made him sick.

Xiao Afu finally eased up, quickly drank a sip of water to flush the taste, and suddenly remembered what the master said, in twenty years, there will be no life, is it all true, all this is just because of himself, the more Xiao Afu thought about it, the more he trembled, scared out of a cold sweat, looking at his father's busyness, time seemed to stand still, a flower in front of him, a figure like a labor wind appeared in front of him, and his father and mother called the person who had no hair but a long beard and eyebrows. Master', everything seemed to go back to the time when he was four years old, but the originally peaceful and compassionate face frowned tightly, and the old man stood in front of him and said four words: "Abandoned son of heaven! ”;