The mountains here seem to be a little different from those of the Federation.

Yi Chun walked on the steep mountain path, and last night, he slept all night on the beam of the side hall of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

And now, he's going to get something to eat.

Even on a mountain as steep as this, there are still abundant signs of human activity.

Yi Chun was able to smell many scents in the air that had not yet completely faded.

Even, let him have the illusion of walking in the middle of the night in the noisy city.

Yi Chun wagged his tail, he didn't quite understand what kind of thoughts these people had when they came to this mountain.

However, that has nothing to do with him.

This world was still very foreign to him.

It's just that its situation in another field is not as decaying as Yi Chun thought before.

The natural particles in the air of this world are not very strong, but their properties are somewhat ......

Yi Chun thought about it, and he felt that maybe it could be evaluated as "run".

Yes, the forces of nature here are unusually gentle to living beings.

It is difficult to condense into an elemental spirit that brings thunder and fire, but it also nourishes all things in a subtle and silent way.

The dew on the mountain was heavy, and Yi Chun shook his somewhat wet body.

His paws left shallow footprints on the stone steps, one after the other, like plum blossoms.

Soon, the footprints also dissipated as if they had been smoothed out under the influence of an invisible force.

Following the steep mountain path and dense woods that weave through the mountains, Yi Chun walked to a place that looked like an observation deck.

It was a huge rock that almost overhung the mountain, and it was fairly flat on top.

There are not many traces of artificiality, and a fence has been pulled at the entrance, which reads in square font:

"The cliff is dangerous, please do not climb!"

This kind of font, which is almost indistinguishable from the inherited script of the East Asian region of the Federation, is what Yi Chun is quite surprised.

He always felt that there was something subtle about the indescribable connection to the East Asian part of the Federation.

But he has no evidence, and it doesn't seem to matter anymore......

After all, even the world can be a dream, so what's impossible?

Of course, at this time, Yi Chun's thoughts were not on this aspect.

He stared at the old Taoist sitting on the rock, a little curious.

In the perception of nature, the life force of this Taoist person merges harmoniously with the surrounding environment.

It's not a complete confusion, but a sense of independence, yet harmony.

This feeling was not new to Yi Chun - he had experienced it at the Forest Druid-Moris Tart.

It's just that there is a huge difference between the life forms of the old Taoist and the forest druid-mori tartl.

He's ...... Meditation?

Or is it a practice?

As an East Asian-born druid apprentice, Yi Chun is no stranger to both.

It's just that the former is more used by natural druids.

In the case of the latter, he only knew it from some of the inherited cultures of the old days of the Federation.

Just as Yi Chun was staring at the old Taoist, there were hurried footsteps and wheezing sounds from the mountain road in the distance, which was covered by the early morning mist.

Yi Chun felt that the voice was quite familiar.

Sure enough, when Yi Chun was able to see the appearance of the person who came, he found that this person was the Taoist boy he had watched before.

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"Master, I heard from the master that you are looking for me."

Yu Xing looked at the old Taoist in front of him with some restraint and said.

He hadn't seen this old Taoist, but he had heard of the name of the ancestor.

Of course, he only mentioned it when he heard the master and the master gossip.

In daily life, I naturally have had contact.

But in terms of feelings, Yu Xing couldn't see the power of the ancestor.

However, he also knew that it must be his own lack of ability.

After all, Yu Xing has always admired his master, and his master's master's master's master, how powerful it should be!

The old Taoist didn't answer directly, and his body, which was as stagnant as a stone sculpture, suddenly became soothed.

Then, in the mist, he slowly exhaled a white gas like a white rainbow.

The white qi slowly dissipated, not as sharp as the legendary sword qi, but also not as ordinary as the breath.

Yu Xing's eyes widened, though he didn't know what it meant.

However, it must not be bad!

Moreover, seeing that the ancestor's breath is so long, his kidneys must be very powerful!

Yu Xing thought of some of the methods mentioned in the ancient books, and he instantly became a spirit.

Master, I want to learn this!

On the other side, the orange cat, which was not discovered by Yu Xing, also widened his eyes.

it?

How did this old Taoist's state of life suddenly skyrocket!

Just when Yi Chun thought that the other party's life state was going to achieve a legend without panic in this water.

The opponent's state of life stopped growing, and then gradually fell.

This made Yi Chun see an unknown life quietly popping out of the deep pool, and after it returned to the deep pool, only the ripples of the pool water continued to surge to prove its transcendent existence.

"Want to learn?"

The old Taoist opened his eyes, and the eyes that seemed peaceful and condensed under the precipitation of the years stared at Yu Xing and said slowly.

"Hmm!"

The little Taoist priest Yu Xing nodded quickly and said.

"There are thousands of Taos, each with its own achievements, your master has learned the sword, your master has learned the arts, I don't know what you want to learn?"

The old Taoist asked.

"I ......"

The little Taoist priest Yu Xing scratched his head, he was full of thoughts for a while, and he didn't know what he should choose.

The art of the imperial maid is naturally nonsense, and she is about to learn her skills, but it is obviously still the two mentioned by the master to be reliable.

"Don't be in a hurry, if you have doubts, it's better to listen to the opinions of others and make comparisons."

The old Taoist looked at Yu Xing's tangled appearance, but he was not annoyed, but turned his head to look at the other side and said:

"As the saying goes: the Tao does not preach non-people, and the law does not preach six ears, I see that although it is a tanuki, it is a clever one, so it is better to ask it."

Yi Chun: Meow???

Looking at the old Taoist's gaze at him, he suddenly let out a cry of confusion.

Yi Chun felt that this old Taoist looked a little unusual, and he felt that it was better to slip away earlier.

"You see it sighing when it hears it, and it breathes like a roar, why don't you just teach you the method of eating qi?"

The old Taoist no longer looked at Yi Chun, but looked back at the little Taoist Yu Xing and said.

"The disciple is willing!"

Although I feel that the word food qi does not sound as majestic as the sword learned by the master.

But Yu Xing felt that since the master had learned the sword, it seemed unnecessary for him to choose the sword again.

When the time comes, just find a way to find a master to learn!

Adults will feel that they can't have the best of both worlds, and children only know to have them all!

"In that case, make a note of ......"

Listening to the old Taoist starting to teach the method to his disciples, Yi Chun felt that it was time for him to leave.

Still, listening to it, he felt comfortable squatting on the floor underneath.

So, Yi Chun turned his back to the two of them and pricked up his ears to listen carefully......