A crisp sound came from the 'bang', and Sun Bajiu in the distance covered his nose and scolded: "Damn! When is there an extra tree here? Why didn't Lao Tzu see it just now." ”

"I see, there was a tree there, but the Lost Grass interfered with my vision so that I didn't see the tree, and then I mistook it for a ghost. Lin Meng suddenly realized.

"It seems that this task is really not easy, if you want to reach the perfect level, you must also catch at least a hundred lost grasses. In addition, the lost grass that is caught will always disturb the vision, so the further back you go, the more difficult it becomes. Lin Meng pondered, this task was far more difficult than it seemed.

"What if one person is responsible for catching and the other is responsible for collecting?" Of course, this thought only flashed through Lin Meng's mind, and that would be too inefficient.

"This thing is so annoying, if it weren't for the ban on spiritual power and divine thoughts, even with his eyes closed, Lao Tzu would be able to walk on the ground. Sun Bajiu cursed.

"That's right! Since the Lost Grass can interfere with your vision, then just close your eyes!" Lin Meng patted his thigh and stood up.

"What are you kidding, although walking without opening your eyes is not in the way, but trying to catch the lost grass that is so fast is a fool's dream. Sun Bajiu retorted.

"Not necessarily. Lin Meng was confident, "You let go of that lost grass, I'll try it first." ”

Sun Bajiu glanced at Lin Meng suspiciously, but he still chose to believe him in the end. As soon as the lost grass hit the ground, a pale yellow light drilled down its tiny roots, and in an instant, its somewhat shriveled flower bones were full again.

'Whoosh', the Lost Grass that had been replenished with energy rushed out like a gust of wind. Almost at the same time, Lin Meng also moved, like a thunderbolt that cut through the sky and chased the lost grass away.

"Such a fast speed, worthy of being a man who is slightly better than me!" Sun Bajiu smashed his mouth and reluctantly praised, he really has no advantage in speed.

Lin Meng closed his eyes as he chased the lost grass. There was darkness in front of him, and Lin Meng used his body to sense, sensing the feeling of the wind blowing on his skin, and sensing the energy that emanated from the lost grass. The speed of the lost grass was very fast, and it didn't take long for Lin Meng to get rid of him. However, Lin Meng was not in a hurry, and when he felt that the distance between the two sides was relatively far away, he opened his eyes and tried his best to catch up.

When he got closer, he closed his eyes again.

Cycle after week, Lin Meng did not feel the slightest tiredness. It wasn't until half an hour later that a light gradually brightened from blur in Lin Meng's senses, which was the energy contained in the Lost Grass.

"Confused, feel it with your heart. Feel the wind, feel the light, feel the taste, feel the flow of spiritual power. The white jade hand rested on the little boy's head and said softly.

"Mother, I feel it, a light. After a few moments, the little boy opened his round eyes, and his long eyelashes fluttered into a happy frequency.

The woman smiled, and even the sunlight dimmed a little, "What shape of light?"

"Light in the shape of a mother, warm. The little boy wiped a handful of snot with the back of his hand, and was about to wipe it on the placket of his clothes.

The woman squatted down, took out a white handkerchief from her arms, took the little boy's hand and gently wiped it clean. "You'er is so smart, you must remember this feeling, when will you become an innate martial artist, will your mother teach you a body technique?"

"Okay!" the little boy danced with joy, "Mother teaches all the foolish children to like it, but..." The little boy cautiously looked around to make sure that there was no one else, so he tiptoed into the woman's ear: "I don't like this name, can I change it?" ”

"Mother..." Lin Meng closed his eyes again, and a tear drifted away with the wind.

As time passed, Lin Meng had less and less time to open his eyes. He just closed his eyes and followed the lost grass closely, and the distance between the two grew closer and closer. In Lin Meng's perception, the Lost Grass was a bright light, and the surrounding obstacles were faint black, everything around him was under control, and even a leaf was blown by the wind, he could clearly feel it.

It's nowhere near as clear as it can be perceived with divine thoughts, but it's enough.

"It's been a long time. Lin Meng sighed, since his rejuvenation, his body had unconsciously begun to slowly awaken the various abilities he once possessed thousands of years ago. Once, he was also a peerless genius who was pinned on by the entire Lin family, and even everyone thought that he was the first genius except for the first head of the Lin family, Lin Zu. Including his father, the top management of the Lin family is looking forward to him really growing up.

An old man dressed in sackcloth with a tired face dotingly stretched out his hand and touched the little boy's head: "Confused, have you remembered the mental method that your uncle taught you yesterday?"

The little boy tried to look at the tall old man with his head held high: "Remember, does your uncle want to teach you anything else today?"

The wrinkles on the old man's face all spread out with a smile: "Something else, okay, but after the Qi'er cultivates the power of the moon." ”

The little boy silently stretched out his right hand, and a faint spiritual power bloomed. It was a crystal like jade-like spiritual power, illuminating the old man's shocked expression.

The old man's fatigue disappeared in an instant, and he shot like lightning, grabbing the little boy's right hand: "When did you cultivate!"

The boy's face flushed: "Yesterday, after my uncle taught Yi'er, I tried it before I went to bed, and I cultivated it." Uncle, it hurts. ”

Only then did the old man realize his gaffe, and hurriedly let go of the boy's right hand, which was already a little red: "Good! good!"

"My Lin family has this Lin'er, why worry about returning to my homeland!" the old man looked up to the sky and roared before drifting away.

After that, the little boy finally got his wish. With the help of his uncle's face, plus the price of a whiplash, he successfully changed his name: Lin Meng.

"Father, uncle, all the clansmen of the Lin family, I have disappointed everyone. However, it's not too late, not this time!" Lin Meng muttered to himself, and after finishing speaking, he grabbed the light that was close to him.

"How did you do that?" Sun Bajiu jumped to Lin Meng's side up and down, and he had been observing Lin Meng the whole time just now.

Lin Meng smiled lightly: "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you, just close your eyes." ”

“...”

"Okay, let's not tease you, have you heard of Gu Wu?" Lin Meng asked seriously.

Sun Bajiu pondered for a moment: "You mean the kind of physical technique that people created during the period when their spiritual power was exhausted?"

"Yes!"

"What's the use of that thing? After cultivating all his life, he is not as good as a child in the early stages of the day after tomorrow. I heard that at the beginning of the spiritual power recovery, someone used Gu Wu to challenge an Innate Realm cultivator, and guess what? Sun Bajiu laughed out loud at the end.

"Damn! How did he know about this? Has it spread so widely?" Lin Meng naturally knew what Sun Bajiu said, and he knew it very clearly. That was more than 3,000 years after the Earth calendar, and it was also an event that happened more than 3,000 years in the cosmic calendar. Of course, Lin Meng had not yet been born at that time, and the earth had not been moved to this starry sky by the Holy Emperor.