There are some simple daily necessities in the cave, which is really another good news worth celebrating after picking up one for nothing.

Although there is not much oil and salt, it can only be used for a day or two to save money. Oil is easy to do, and animals can always refine some oil out of their bodies. Only salt is too expensive. The Taoist remembered that there were some salt stalactites in the cave, and he was not sure whether they could be eaten directly.

For the unknown, it is better not to eat than to lead by example, not to mention that these are at least the products of tens of thousands of years ago.

No matter what tomorrow brings, there is wine today and drunk tomorrow!

The Taoist chief cut the most tender and essence part of Bi Fang into thin as a piece of paper, and the meat of the strange beast Bi Fang was as hard as frozen beef. A small pot of meat, cut for an hour.

The monk sprinkled the few small spoonfuls of salt into the pot.

Bing Lin shouted to stay a little.

"Who can say what will happen tomorrow, I didn't think of a way to get it, I finally had a good meal today. Eat more later!" the monk said to Binglin.

Bing Lin looked at the monk with an expression of looking at the loser and said, "Then don't use it up all at once, you can still use it tomorrow." ”

Before the words fell, Bing Lin picked up a spoon and said, "I'll taste salty or not..."

The monk patted Binglin's hand and said, "It's not cooked yet, don't eat it badly." ”

Binglin had no choice but to give up.

The Taoist priest was packing the remaining bird meat and moving it to the cave.

Looking at the whole cave, the environment is also ideal, and there are many pools in the cave. Water is not a problem. There are large and small caves in the cave that can shelter from the wind, compared to the tree holes and wilderness in the past few days, this place is simply a heaven and an underground. What's more, some caves also have daily necessities such as bed sheets and straw mats.

"These people are very disgusting, but the things they make are quite fragrant. The fat man greedily inhaled the constant smell of Bi Fang's meat from the pot in the hollow of the tree.

Xiao Si also swallowed his saliva and said, "I saw that the monk put a bunch of messy things in." Maybe I'll eat it for three days..."

Finally cooked...

This night seemed extraordinarily peaceful and happy.

The Taoist walked to the entrance of the cave, originally planning to get up and set up a few formations, but when he heard the monk say that the meat was good, he felt that he would eat enough first. I don't think anything will happen.

The rice bowls are made of bamboo tubes, and they are very smooth.

Binglin took a sip, grinning hotly, and did not forget to stretch out her thumb to exaggerate the monk.

The Taoist chief also said, "It tastes really good!"

The monk savored the fruits of his labor with a satisfied face, and ate a bowl of broth with the feeling of a food evaluator.

"Since ancient times, our Taoists have been particular about eating and drinking, and you Buddhists are particular about not eating and not being sweet, and this broth tastes sweet. ”

The monk replied proudly: "I put a lot of wild fruits in it. It should be this Bifang meat, which is already rare, and compared to the meat we have eaten, this is really rare in the world. ”

"Well, no wonder I have eaten such a sweet fruit!" Bing Lin smiled sweetly, and her happy face was extremely cute.

"Can I give Lao Feng some to eat?" Bing Lin asked as she looked at the Dao Leader and the monk.

The monk and the Taoist elder looked at each other, can a child who is only a few days old eat broth?

The monk replied: "He has a lot of teeth, it should be okay, just don't eat too much." ”

Bing Lin carefully blew the soup cold, then put it in a feeding bottle and fed it to Lao Feng.

Lao Feng refused at first, it was so hot, but after eating one or two bites, it was simply a binge drink. Half a bottle of soup was drunk.

"Grandma's, he drank it, our brothers are drinking the northwest wind here..."Xiao Si looked at it from a distance and complained.

"Alas..."The fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "When you become a bargainer, you can eat whatever you want..."

Bing Lin watched Lao Feng drink half a bottle of broth and dance happily, just as happy as watching her child suddenly be able to talk and walk.

So... Keep giving him a drink!Binglin filled a whole bottle of broth!

Neither the Taoist nor the monk disturbed Binglin, who was happy and happy at this time. Savor the broth in your hand.

Finally, the four of them were all full of food and drink and kept burping, even Lao Feng's little belly was bulging, dancing on the robe on the ground, but there was a monk lying next to him touching his stomach and smiling.

"I think I should tell you about the Tuna meditation again, and I'll clean it up later..."

The Taoist chief briefly talked to Binglin about the Taoist meditation and breathing exercises and precautions. This time, Bing Lin still had seven days to cultivate. Learning always adds up.

After about a stick of incense, the Taoist chief had already finished speaking, and seeing that Binglin was still holding on, he didn't let her practice immediately, eating too much and being hungry was not a good state of cultivation.

"You can make a person repeat it for seven days, and everything related to oneself will be restored to the same as it has been for seven days... I can't imagine what kind of being could do such a rebellious thing..."

The Taoist priest said lightly: "This world is very big, far from what we see now, we are writing our life on the wall now, and it will disappear in seven days." Monk, do you know what kind of existence outside the world can do this?"

"Haven't heard of it. ”

"I don't have either, so I believe that even if a powerful existence has the ability to defy the sky, cracks and loopholes will appear over time. ”

"What's more, I don't believe that there is such a precise existence in this world that can restore every cell in a person's body, and all molecules related to oneself, to be 100% restored. ”

The monk came to his senses, sat up from the ground and said, "You mean, in fact, we are not necessarily the same as when we first came?"

Dao Leader nodded: "That's right, if this is a curse from the Black Forest, I don't think this curse can be 100% restored." All our actions will definitely leave a little trace on us and the world. ”

The Taoist chief looked at Bing Lin seriously and said, "Bing Lin, I will teach you the exercises, although you will forget it after seven days, but every time, I will repeat what I told you today!"

"I want you to understand that you have time to cultivate hard, even if the curse deprives you of the fruits of your cultivation again and again, there will definitely be some left in your body, which will become your spiritual food, which can make you face more difficulties! No one can rely on it here, and the only one you can really rely on is your strong self!"

Bing Lin nodded heavily and agreed, "I will definitely work hard!"

"You see this Heavenly Dao, depriving us of our memories and throwing us in this dangerous cage, but we will not grow old so quickly, I never thought that the eternal life pursued by our two schools of Buddhism and Taoism would come to us with such a result..."

"Dedication is the purpose of my Buddha, even if you are in hell and spend seven days of reincarnation, the poor monk will stick to his original intention and protect the little principle that the poor monk has left. Amitabha. ”

"Cultivation is the accumulation of life after life, so everyone is born with different fates. ”

"My life is in my absence! Heaven wants you to forget everything, and every time you secretly hide the fruits in a grain of sand, this grain of sand that is not in his eyes will slowly fill your soul, and it will not be extinguished even if it is reincarnated. ”

The monk put the demon pill in Binglin's hand and said: "This demon pill is the purpose of our pursuit all the way, and it is kept by you. ”

"It's... I... I'm afraid I'll lose it..."Binglin's first feeling was that this was a hot potato.

"You can't lose it, Dao Leader and I are still counting on it to cultivate. The monk said solemnly.

The Taoist chief also said: "Take good care of it, if you run out, we will still be useful." Just work hard. There will still be demon pills, go ahead. Practice well. ”

"Well..."

Before leaving, Binglin didn't forget to take a look at the unfinished broth... There's enough room left at the bottom of the pot for three people to eat...

"I don't know if there is anything else for a while? I'm so tired after cultivating, I definitely have to add it..."

"Bah, bah, bah, you have to concentrate on cultivation, don't keep thinking about the milk bottle and Lao Feng's unfinished drink..."

"I don't think the soup can be left overnight, right..."

......

After drinking the square broth, my abdomen was slightly hot at first, and gradually I felt hot and sweaty. The whole person is refreshed.

Bing Lin secretly asked the chief, she seemed to have food poisoning.

The Taoist chief glanced at Bing Lin and said, "Eating donkey meat hot pot in winter is warm for a night when you sleep at night, not to mention that you are eating strange beasts now." The flesh of the beast can make you strong and strong, sweating a little more is a good thing, detoxifying and nourishing the skin..."

The initial practice was the most boring and boring, without the initiation, the taste of drinking mash, the feeling of being reborn, and the experience of wandering in the void with the universe.

Only to vomit over and over again, I began to be upset, countless pictures of the past reappeared, only to tear one by one, tear to the end only a single picture, tear to the end only monotonous colors, tear to the end only empty and pitch black, tear to the end forget where you are, tear to the end forget who you are...

The monk has also settled and started to practice, even if there is no demon pill, the aura in this world is much more abundant than before.

The Taoist still arranges this magic circle outside the cave, but he can only use some natural things to arrange it, and the effect is naturally different from that of magic weapons.

If you can get pen and ink, cinnabar, and rune paper, you can draw some runes. It can also give yourself more means to save your life.

Now empty-handed. It's really "It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice!", "Phew!", "A penny is hard to beat a hero!"

"At least get a peach wood sword first..."The Taoist priest put his hands behind his back and looked at the valley in front of him, presumably it should not be difficult to find a peach tree that is some years old.

The first thing tomorrow, make a peachwood sword!