"This little guy, do you remember me?" Looking at the little squirrel with his feet erected and sitting on the withered head of the old willow tree, Song Xiaopeng was surprised and asked.

"Squeak!"

"Little one, you're a good man! ”

"Squeak!"

"When you're hungry, you scream once, or twice. ”

"Squeak!"

"Hmmm? Looks like I'm overthinking. Hearing the squirrel bark three times in succession, Song Xiaopeng shook his head and prepared to leave, thinking that next time he came, he would bring it something to eat.

Sou!

Just when Song Xiaopeng turned around and was about to leave, the little squirrel jumped down from the old willow tree, ran in front of him, blocked the way, and squeaked a few times, looking funny, but he was not afraid of Song Xiaopeng at all.

Song Xiaopeng squatted down and asked with a smile, "Little guy, what do you want to do?"

The little squirrel stared at Song Xiaopeng's arms.

Song Xiaopeng was a little puzzled for a while, the little squirrel is not afraid of people, even if he is not afraid of people, why is he always staring at himself?

After trying it a few times, Song Xiaopeng picked it up, but it kept a distance from Song Xiaopeng and kept staring at his arms.

"You don't want this, do you?" As if he understood the little squirrel's intentions, Song Xiaopeng took out a piece of first-level dark energy from his arms.

"Squeak!"

I wanted to test it, but the little squirrel squeaked twice, and its front feet stood up, as if it had seen its favorite acorn.

"Oh, here you go. ”

Throwing the first-level dark energy over, the little squirrel picked up the thumb-sized dark energy with his front feet, swallowed it in one gulp, and screamed happily.

Song Xiaopeng was dumbfounded.

The little squirrel really wants the dark energy in his arms.

It's a reversal of his consistent perception of squirrels.

Suddenly thinking of something, Song Xiaopeng took out a piece of dark energy again, and the little squirrel picked it up with his front feet again, sat on the ground, and squeaked happily.

Song Xiaopeng threw it over again.

The little squirrel picked it up, and instead of swallowing it as he had just done, he ran back with it and ran to the old willow tree.

So, Song Xiaopeng saw the little squirrel holding the dark energy block, jumped up the old willow tree, put the dark energy into his nest, and it lay on the nest again, picked up its front feet, and looked at Song Xiaopeng dangling his tail.

Song Xiaopeng was stunned for a long time as if he had discovered a new continent, and finally understood that the little squirrel was actually saying goodbye to himself and thanking himself. Moreover, the most incredible thing was that Song Xiaopeng vaguely felt the energy fluctuations from it, and the aura of the cultivator, especially the pair of humanized eyes, became even brighter.

"Little one, I hope the next time I see you, it will be different. After Song Xiaopeng finished speaking, he walked towards home with a smile.

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......

Autumn morning, slightly cool.

The cool breeze blows the dew on the leaves, mixed with a fresh, no noisy atmosphere, which makes people feel calm, relaxed, quiet and elegant. Then look at the green mountains in the distance, a few wisps of light smoke, passing through the dust, like a faint ink painting.

It's rare to sit still and enjoy such a beautiful view.

I wish I could see such a peaceful and peaceful scene every day.

Song Xiaopeng was in a good mood, came to the willow embankment on the riverside, looked at the fishing net lying in the middle of the river, jumped lightly, caught a few fat willow fish from it, and then walked home.

When he got home, Luo Sui hadn't gotten up yet, so Song Xiaopeng made soup with willow fish.

Left a note.

Song Xiaopeng went in the direction of the academy.

I left for more than a month, and the things of the college are developing smoothly.

Calculate the time, and the students who are learning natural knowledge are almost time to take the test.

Knock knock!

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, Grandma Wang was a little puzzled, at this point, no one would knock on her office. However, he got up and opened the door of his office: "Ah, Dean, you, didn't you go out of the mountain? Why did you come back?"

Song Xiaopeng: "I'm back, nothing happened to the academy during this time, right?"

"It's all right, but something strange has happened. ”

"What's the matter?"

"It seems that the birds and beasts in this mountain village are all like enlightened minds. ”

"Since when?" This can't help but make Song Xiaopeng think of the little squirrel he met who saved him when the sky was bright.

"Even since the days when you left, Qinglan and Qingsong, I, Qinglan and Qingsong were giving routine lectures to the students in the square, and on the eaves and branches, some small birds flew in, and we didn't care about it at the time, but for several days, not only that, but more and more, as if listening to us teach the method of cultivation......

"Is there a reason for the investigation?"

"I don't know, I just know that there is a little bird that has actually cultivated true qi and can peck out the lotus phantom, which is simply too strange, and the speed of cultivation is much faster than that of the students. ”

"How many of them have cultivated True Qi in total?"

"Dean, aren't you surprised to hear me for so long?"

"Should you be surprised?"

"I think it should be surprising that this is something that I have never remembered before, it is simply incredible. At present, I found that a little bird has cultivated true qi, and it is still our fellow disciple. "Grandma Wang is one of the people in the village who have the most complete memories, but she still can't figure out what the situation is.

"You'll come again this morning, right?"

"Yes, it's the first to arrive every day. ”

"Chirp!" Just as Grandma Wang finished saying this, there was a birdsong from the tree outside, breaking the atmosphere of the two talking.

"Go out and have a look. The two of them walked out of the office and saw a child's palm-sized sparrow perched on the pear tree next to it, like a primrose in spring, chirping.

The little sparrow on the pear tree saw Grandma Wang, fluttering its wings, as if greeting him, Grandma Wang was also smiling, stretching out an arm, the sparrow was not afraid at all, and flew down on her hand.

When I saw Song Xiaopeng next to him, especially in Song Xiaopeng's arms, the sparrow that was originally in the palm of Grandma Wang's hand flew up and landed on Song Xiaopeng's shoulder.

Looking at him in his arms, chirping, flapping his little wings, it was simply very cheerful.

With the scene of the little squirrel, Song Xiaopeng naturally understood.

So, he took out a piece of first-level dark energy the size of a thumb tip from his bosom.

The little sparrow opened its mouth and swallowed it like a worm.

Song Xiaopeng felt a not-so-powerful aura emanating from the little sparrow.

Click!

An imperceptible sound came from the sparrow.

Song Xiaopeng was stunned: "Floating Bud Realm!"

Grandma Wang next to her also looked at the little bird, that is, the little sparrow, with an incredible expression, and reacted, she couldn't help but look at Song Xiaopeng: "Dean, was that dark energy just now?"

"yes!"

"A piece of dark energy actually allowed the little bird to break through a realm. Oh my God, this is so unreasonable! We practice every day, and we are tired and tired......"

"Are you surprised at the speed of its promotion, or are you jealous of the dark energy it gets?" Song Xiaopeng rarely teased Grandma Wang.

"Well, Dean, is there anything else? Why don't you give me a piece too!"

"Yes, come, give you a piece. You take it to refining first, and I'm coming back to talk to you about dark energy. Song Xiaopeng was not stingy, and briefly said his thoughts and plans to come back.