When Mo Fei came out of the fat aunt's house, he saw Zhou Lao standing at the gate of the courtyard with his hands behind his back and looking into the distance, with two guards following him.

Murphy's family has all kinds of vegetables, and he usually eats a vegetarian diet and rarely eats meat. Therefore, there is nothing meaty. Thinking that Zhou Lao might not be able to adapt to his own eating habits, he went to the fat aunt's house and caught two little roosters.

The fat aunt's family hugged a nest of chicks in the spring, the hens kept to lay eggs, saved pickled salted eggs to eat, and the roosters were slaughtered and eaten by themselves when they were older. After a few months, the chickens are two or three pounds in size. Director Liang entrusted Zhou Lao to himself, and he couldn't wronged Zhou Lao with the same vegetables and rice as himself.

Zhou Lao heard the footsteps, turned around, and saw Mo Fei walking over with two chickens, and couldn't help but be curious: "Xiaomo, what are you going to do here?" ”

"I just caught two chickens from the fat aunt next door, and I don't have anything at home, so I can't let you always gnaw vegetable leaves with me." Murphy said with a smile. Knowing that the old man has a straight temperament, Mo Fei doesn't beat around the bush, so he will tell the truth.

"I think noon is very good, I haven't eaten such authentic farmhouse food for a long time, you don't know, I ate a bowl of rice more than usual, I don't believe you ask Xiao Li and Xiao Zhao, how long have I not had such a good appetite."

The two guards nodded repeatedly. The two of them are authentic meatless and unhappy, but they also eat happily at noon, and they don't know how Mo Fei does it.

Mo Fei smiled and said: Okay, old man, you will be the same as me from now on, you will eat whatever I eat, and you will never be specialized, our qiē food is all natural, eat it often, and ensure that your body will become more and more tough. ”

"That's right, I trust you." Zhou Lao and Mo Fei are also in love. Although he felt that Mo Fei was amusing himself, he still smiled and agreed.

The fate between people is really wonderful, obviously they have only known each other for half a day, but the two of them seem to have known each other for a long time.

Chicken stewed with mushrooms for dinner. Since these two chicks have been caught, of course, it is impossible to send them back. Murphy's chicken and mushroom stew is a completely "green dish". The chicks are stupid chickens raised by the fat aunt's family, and they have not been fed any chicken feed at all. When you are hungry, you eat grass seeds, you eat green worms, and when you are thirsty, you drink stream water, so the meat of the chickens is very tender and delicious. The mushroom is the wild mushroom that Mo Fei picked on the way when he went to Daqing Mountain last time, and it is completely naturally grown in the mountain, condensing the essence of the mountain.

After dinner, it was getting dark. Due to environmental reasons, the trees in Gujing Village are too tall and dense, and the green shade that supports the sky brings coolness and blocks the sunlight, so the night in the village comes very early. After eight o'clock in the evening, the whole village was covered in the darkness of night. Quietly, only the insects in the grass flapped their wings and chirped, playing the melody of the night in the night wind.

When Zhou Lao was old, he went to bed early. Both guards also entered their rooms. They are Zhou Lao's guards, so naturally they can't be too free to move, even in such a peaceful environment, they must immediately remain vigilant and deal with situations that may occur at any time.

Due to the guests coming to the house, Mo Fei also moved the daily cultivation site from the courtyard to the bedroom. Murphy has been accumulating for Yudan lately.

Although the current cultivation is already at the peak of the foundation building period, Mo Fei is still reluctant to attack the Jindan Realm. Mo Fei felt that he was not completely sure of the impact on Jindan now, and there was a certain amount of risk. Although since stepping on the immortal road, it is destined to face danger all the time, cultivating immortals is against the sky, under the laws of heaven, birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable, but the monk has to open up the road of eternal life for a day, so it is destined to be extremely difficult. Therefore, Mo Fei has been working hard to save up, and he will never act rashly if he is not sure.

It's like a bottle of water, and the only way to hold more water is to increase the volume of the bottle, otherwise the water will overflow, and the same is true for monasticism. In order to minimize the danger when attacking the Jindan Realm, Mo Fei must increase his understanding and comprehension of the Dao and strengthen his control over the power of the True Yuan in his body.

If you just rely on your strength to impact the realm, it is easy to damage your dantian, break your meridians, and the light ones will become wasted, your cultivation will come to naught, and the heavy ones will die.

In the quiet night, Mo Fei sat cross-legged on the ** couch, breathing steadily and long, between exhaling and inhaling, faintly and naturally.

In the fixed realm, Mo Fei gradually immersed himself in a thoughtless state, and his whole body and mind were completely integrated into this world, as if he was the breeze, the songworm, and the grass and trees. His own spiritual consciousness communicates with all things in nature, senses the various forms of life in heaven and earth, and listens to their whispers in the dark night, so real and subtle.

The true element power in the body flowed slowly. The wisps of aura between heaven and earth were attracted little by little, and then turned into a part of their true element. Mo Fei's cultivation and comprehension of the Tao have been enhanced little by little.

The big green mountains in the night are vast and high, majestic and majestic. Mo Fei, whose divine consciousness was separated from his body, faintly sensed that the majesty of a mountain was already coming. The soul of Jade Mountain is the soul of Daqing Mountain, although because of following Mo Fei Hongchen through tribulations, Dashan has lost its inherent spirituality. But it didn't make the mountain reveal its true colors.

Look at the mountains are mountains, and see the water is water; Look at the mountains are not mountains, and look at the water is not water; Looking at the mountains or the mountains, the water or the water, the little bit progression of these three processes is the most intuitive progress of Mo Fei's understanding of this artistic conception. The height of the mountain, the heaviness of the mountain, and the perseverance of the mountain are presented in the world of Mofei's divine consciousness without preservation.

The ancients said that the benevolent man enjoys the mountain, and the wise man enjoys the water. The mountain is a symbol of tolerance and benevolence. Originally, Mo Fei thought that this was just a second-hand rhetoric. But today, in the face of Daqingshan, thinking of this sentence, I suddenly have a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

The reason why benevolent people are benevolent is that they realize the beauty of tolerance and generosity from the mountains. When Mo Fei realized this, his entire divine consciousness was shocked, and his spiritual power seemed to become more condensed and pure, and his soul seemed to have undergone a baptism and became more mellow.

This is something that has never happened before, if there are advanced cultivators here at this time, you will find that Mo Fei's soul exudes a soft light from the inside out, and the original ethereal and lifeless soul seems to be like a glass crystal, mellow and unhindered.

As the east gradually turned white, Mo Fei slowly withdrew his senses. Slowly opening his eyes, his clear gaze was particularly full of brilliance in the dim dawn above, and the true yuan in his body gradually regained his calmness.

At this time, Zhou Lao was still asleep in the guest room. Thinking of Zhou Lao's condition, Mo Fei's heart moved, his divine consciousness slowly extended, and there was a piece of color in Zhou Lao's lungs that was obviously darker than the surrounding part, and in Mo Fei's divine sense, there was a corrupt and dark aura all the time around, eating away at the relatively normal cells around him little by little.

Around these lesions, scattered dots of pale green light, which looked very faint, but were unusually tough, preventing the spread of this corrupt aura.

Mo Fei knew that the dark part was the cancer cells, and these pale green points of light were the heaven and earth aura absorbed by Zhou Lao in his body. Zhou Lao consumed vegetables and fruits containing aura, which alleviated the aggravation of his condition for a certain amount of time.

After Mo Fei figured out what was going on, he mobilized the free aura in the air and entered Zhou Lao's body with the technique of teleportation. This is also Mo Fei's compassion for others, and a cultivator must have a benevolent heart.

A thin layer of aura enveloped Zhou Lao, and the originally slightly frowning brows gradually relaxed, and his slightly yellowed complexion also revealed a healthy ruddenness, and his breathing became calm and long.

Murphy withdrew his senses. With the improvement of his cultivation, Mo Fei's senses became more and more sensitive, and the whole world seemed to become more colorful. In the yard, whether it is the vigorous green bamboo, or the coiled wisteria, or the lively magnolia flowers, they all exude a faint green light.

Mo Fei knew that this was the flowers and trees swallowing the aura of heaven and earth. Due to the nourishment of several waves of aura, as well as their own hard work in the courtyard every day, these flowers and trees have more or less undergone certain changes, release and absorption, yin and yang, endlessly. I believe that over time, this place will turn into a pure land and a blessed land.

When the morning sun rises, the birds in the trees wake up. It seems that all of a sudden, the originally quiet mountain village became noisy, the trees swayed their branches in the direction of the rising sun, the grass also danced slowly in the morning light, and a budding bud on the branch gently bloomed its tender petals in Mo Fei's gaze. The whole world is in Mo Fei's eyes, it is so colorful and vivid and interesting, Mo Fei can't help but be deeply intoxicated.

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