Day after day, year after year, the two children have grown to 8,9 years old. In the past five years, Yu Mu has also gained a lot. He now has a grasp of the local language and has learned a lot of skills, all from the pair.

Because of their naivety, they are popular. In addition to their leisure time, these Taoist disciples also competed with each other and taught the two children to practice martial arts, which was equivalent to teaching him.

Over the years, he grew up like two children, learning about the world and his special identity here.

He never thought that he had grown in this place called the Sage Continent for three thousand years. 3,000 years ~ a long time ago! If we put it on Earth, it would have been reincarnated hundreds of times, right?

Three thousand years, does the earth still exist?

My mother, is she still here?

Did the Hope Officer deceive me?

Also Why did I turn into a tree?

Why here?

There's definitely something wrong with that bowl of Meng Po soup?

The question is unanswerable.

The most important thing now is to restore the human body, and only then will it be possible to solve these mysteries. This noble status of the religious god Wood was worthless to him.

Yu Mu yearns for freedom, returns to the world, and honors his mother.

To do this, he really came up with a solution.

That's practice.

If others can understand the Dharma from me, why can't I? If I can also cultivate the Dharma, maybe I can become a person again.

Since then, he has also lost his worries because he has something to do at night. In the early morning, before dawn, there was a constant crackling sound under the ancient trees. Yu Mu woke up, and it turned out that both children were practicing with sticks.

As they grew older, the two children became more sensible. Every time I didn't wait for a Taoist disciple to come, I would get up early to practice. Although the two are still young, they are also fierce in fighting with sticks.

This set of stick techniques is one of the few skills in Taoism that ordinary people can practice. From Ao Gu Masaten stick. Of course, it has undergone extensive revisions.

Taoist priests use the qi of the Xuan Ling, while martial arts use strength and internal force. The method of use varies greatly, so they have to change it.

This set of stick techniques is very skilled in the wood, and he has practiced countless times in his heart, but he has not actually used it, yes, it is the legendary only mouth cannon, and he has never actually played it.

After practicing the stick technique, the two practiced a set of filament tangles, which is a set of close-fitting fighting skills. That's not how Taoism is used. True filament winding should be used in conjunction with magical tools such as whip rope so that it can come out as if the power of the net is infinite, and it can trap people and kill enemies. This is a very powerful Taoism.

The two of them were practicing their strength, and suddenly there was a human voice: "Yu'er, Silk Coil." ”

Hearing this, the little girl did not look back. Instead, she hurried forward to follow Jin'er's raised right arm and stabbed him in the armpit. Her left hand grabbed Jin'er's left arm from behind, her right hand grabbed the back of Jin'er's neck, and her left foot stared at her right leg to block Jin'er's legs. Jin Er fell to the ground with a thud, and was pressed by Yu'er and couldn't move. The hands, feet, and head are controlled by the opponent and cannot move at all.

Everyone laughed. Yu'er let go of her hands and feet and climbed up. Jin Er also pouted and groaned and stood up. She muttered, "Aunt Hui is always eccentric. Jin'er's aggrieved appearance caused people to laugh again.

From this period, Yu Mu clearly knew the identities of these people. The little junior sister, who looks like an innocent ghost, is named Zhong Hui. Everyone calls her Xiaomei or Hui'er. It is everyone's pistachio, and it is very loving.

The senior brother is Guan Yuyun. He is the elder brother of the disciples of this generation. Even though he looks young, he is in his fifties. The other brothers were also much older than his looks. It's just that because the monks are getting older, they behave differently from the actual age of ordinary people.

The little sister is a real girl next door. She has not yet entered the Tao. She is mortal.

These two people are two of the most gifted in Taoism in this generation, especially the senior brother who has been in the Taoist world for many years, and they are already close to Jindan.

Yu Mu learned from the daily conversations of these people that cultivation was divided into ten levels according to cultivation.

They are: Daocheng, Ningdan, Jindan, Yuanying, Ouqiao, Fenshen, Jianjian, Dacheng, Dujie, and Chengsheng.

Zhong Hui walked up to Jin Er with a sly face, rubbing his little head vigorously, making his hair messy. Little Jin'er's pouting was even higher, and everyone laughed.

Guan Yuyun coughed slightly, and everyone immediately stopped laughing, honestly carried out sacrifices, and began to practice. Soon after they sat down, a small colorful bird flew out of nowhere. Disturbed everyone's sight just because this little bird is so cute.

Its body is the size of a thumb, but its five colorful tail feathers are different in color. A pair of fast-flapping wings hang like two rainbows nearby. A pair of small pink claws, half-hidden in the feathers of their abdomen. The strangest thing is that it has a long pink beak, which is longer than its body.

The best thing about this little bird is its speed. When it flies, the people under the trees can't see its shadow clearly. Even Yu Mu, who relied on perception, only saw a series of illusory pictures.

This little bird can run as fast as lightning, but it can also stop when it wants to. When one sees it, it is already hovering in front of a peach blossom and is deep in its long beak and into the pistil to suck the juice.

The bird just sucked it a few times, only to see the flower branch shake violently, and the bird planted its head down. When they saw it like this, they still had the heart to practice, so they hurried forward. The most anxious are Zhong Hui and the two children.

Zhong Hui ran to the bird first and gently picked it up. After observing, she relaxed her mouth and said, "It's okay." It's still alive, but I don't know why it fainted all of a sudden. ”

A nearby Taoist disciple said, "I'm afraid it was because it secretly sucked the flower juice of the Shenmu and made the Shenmu angry, so it was punished." ”

"You are talking nonsense, Shenmu will not be like this. Yu'er had already burst into tears, but her little face was flushed, and she argued, "How can a little bird be so cute, and how can a sacred tree be so big that it can endure harm?"

Zhong Hui looked very curious, and looked at the little bird carefully~ Why does it smell of wine in your mouth? ”

"Ah, it's true. The little guy looks drunk. ”

Hahahaha, it turns out that there are still drunken little finch。。。。。。

Everyone laughed. Angry Yu'er glared at these people with big eyes, carefully grabbed the bird, and stroked the bird's body with her little hands.

All eyes were on the bird, but two were attracted to something else. One of them is Senior Brother Guan Yuyun. He didn't even look at what happened to the little bird, he was deeply immersed in the moment when the flowers and branches fluttered.

Another person who was attracted by the fluttering of the flower branches was Yu Mu, who was shocked by the phenomenon.

Just now, when the bird was sucking the juice of the flower, it was like tickling. He instinctively waved his arms, but unexpectedly there was an amazing scene. The branch has moved.

What does this mean to Yu Mu now? Freedom, it is the freedom that has been longed for for a long time.