"Father, the child has something important to tell!"

The young man soon came to the door of Yang Quan's room and knocked on the door three times.

......

When You Feng woke up, he was still sitting in front of the craftsman's door. He looked left and right, and the movement woke the little fox up. The little fox said in a daze: "Lord, don't keep disturbing my dreams?"

"That guy actually left the poor Dao here alone! It's too unkind!" You Feng was a little depressed, got up and walked around, and moved his muscles and bones, "Alas, why hasn't Han Fei come out yet? I feel that a long time has passed, is it an illusion? It's dark." ”

But when he walked to the three doors, he suddenly patted himself on the head and said distressedly: "It's over, which door did Han Fei enter from?" Xue Yao, do you remember?"

"Not impressed. The little fox shook its little head.

You Feng stared at each door for a while, looked at the door on the far right, and said, "Xue Yao, my intuition tells me that we should go through this door!"

He walked through the door. The back of the door is completely different from the scenery of Yuanyang Mansion and Yuanyang County, which makes You Feng can't help but exclaim: "Dao Ancestor is supreme, isn't this the 'section enchantment' mentioned by Shizun!"

The tall mountain peaks in front of you monopolize the field of vision, the mountain rock is steep, the cliff is precipitous, the pines and cypresses are oblique, a white satin slides down from the sky, it seems to be a thousand zhang long, it falls into the rushing river, stirs up a thousand waves, the waves crash on the shore, it is really beautiful!

"The laughing gourd has a big belly!" You Feng untied the laughing gourd tied to his waist, threw it into the air, and shouted a spell, and the little gourd suddenly became as big as a foal, and it was planted in the water with a "plop" and floated again. You Feng jumped on the gourd with the little fox in his arms and sat on it. The gourd left the shore without hurrying.

Riding the waves, the gourd swam to the bottom of the waterfall. You Feng grinned: "Xue Yao, hurry up! We're going to rush! Laughing at the gourd and rushing forward!" This sentence is not a spell, just a shout of strong momentum. Under the urging of the Dao force, the gourd went up at an unprecedented speed and rushed straight to the waterfall.

His broken hair and ties were upside down, his eyes closed, and he screamed in a heart's content. The little fox was blown by the headwind, and its paws clung to You Feng's robe.

On the top of the mountain, there is a different scenery, with green bamboo forests, simple thatched houses, ancient wells, and medicinal gardens full of rare treasures. You Feng stepped ashore and saw a person dressed as a medicine farmer in the medicine garden not far away, so he shouted loudly: "Hey, donor over there, is there a person named Ji Lin coming here?"

The medicine farmer turned around, lifted the straw hat on top of his head, and looked over at Youfeng. Seeing that it was a child in his teens, a gleam flashed in the medicine farmer's eyes, and he walked out of the medicine garden and walked over slowly. He took off his straw hat and hung it behind him, revealing his face that had been tanned for many years under the short hair of the canopy, looked You Feng up and down, nodded and said, "You come with me." ”

The little fox lazily narrowed his eyes a slit, glanced at the medicine farmer casually, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Then the medicine farmer took You Feng into the thatched house.

In the thatched house, there is an old man sitting on the kang with his eyes closed. The old man was as unkempt as the medicine farmer, his white eyebrows were like knives and slanted, his white beard was two-handed, his chin also had a small handful of whiskers, and his long white hair was tied back at will; his clothes were very shabby, and he was dressed in a blue-gray cloth robe, which I don't know whether it had faded or stained with a lot of ash, and there were patches of all sizes on it. Beside him, a tawny wine gourd sat "upright" like a restrained person.

"Donor, it seems that the person you are looking for is not here. You Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed to suddenly have an ominous feeling.

The old man on the kang had two white cracks in the dark circles under his eyes, looked at You Feng, showed a weird smile, and said unhurriedly: "Since you are here, then stay." ”

"You guys!" You Feng looked at the two people who were laughing weirdly at the same time, and goosebumps all over his body were scared. "Blatant kidnapping!"

The old man's withered hand scratched the head of the chicken nest, and even the lice shook off, then stretched his waist, yawned, his squinted eyes widened slightly, and two eyes the size of mung beans looked at You Feng: "How can this be called kidnapping? Don't talk nonsense, you are obedient, old man, I will teach you to refine medicine, if you are disobedient, you will take care of the medicine garden instead of Mu Shen'er. ”

The medicine farmer named "Mu Shen" had a smile on his face, and finally someone came to replace him. He ran in front of the old man like a pug and asked hopefully, "Master, can you teach me how to refine medicine?"

The old man glanced at Mu Shen and snorted from his nose: "There is no door! ”

"Can you go back to the poor road?" You Feng interjected.

"If you are disobedient and lazy, you will never want to go back, and if you behave well, then when you have learned the old man's alchemy methods, I will let you go back." The old man said.

Mu Shen looked at him gloatingly, and laughed: "Save it, save you, brother, I have been in this ghost place for seven years, and I have never been able to go out!"

"Then how do you call the old benefactor?" said a certain bird who was not a bird, and asked the old man. "Go with the flow and be at peace with what happens", this is a sentence that the master has taught him since he was a child.

The old man nodded slightly, quite satisfied with this kid. He said: "Little baby, remember, the old man is sloppy, you don't have to be polite, you can call me anything." ”

You Feng was never polite to others, so he smiled, touched the little fox's head, and said, "Then the poor road is called the donor's old sloppy." Poor Road Road No. Wind, this is Xue Yao, the fairy pet of Poor Road. ”

After that, Mu Shen stood aside in a daze and listened to the old little god chatting about the sea blowing, and he couldn't say a word. He was extremely aggrieved in his heart, why did you have a cold and serious face when I came up, and you didn't give me a good look, but you smiled like a brilliant chrysanthemum at this kid?

I remembered that seven years ago, I was only seventeen years old, and I climbed this peak with my bare hands in order to seek the art of alchemy, and I was so tired that I died, but I was instructed by this old bastard, and I haven't been able to learn the slightest skill of alchemy in seven years. Of course, how could he admit that he was often lazy?

The sky here is illuminated by the full moon, even if it is only a small alien space, and the careful creator has even put the sun and moon into it. Of course, this is not the real moon.

The three of them were huddled on a kang, and You Feng looked out the window and couldn't help but think of Shizun. I accidentally came to the mortal realm this time, and I don't know if the master thinks about himself. He didn't have the habit of sleeping, and sat up and cultivated as always.

Following.

In the early morning of the early morning, the old sloppy asked Mu Shen to take You Feng to other mountains to collect medicine. You Feng was carrying a big basket on his back, but his face was relaxed and comfortable--collecting medicine, he would never get tired of doing this kind of good thing!, while Mu Shen was listless, full of complaints, and wanted to drop off the basket and take this opportunity to leave.

"Brother Mu Shen, what do you usually ask you to do when you are sloppy?" You Feng asked.

"What else could it be? Collecting medicine, chopping wood, cooking, taking care of the medicine garden, that's it. Mu Shen pursed his lips, feeling sad for his hard life.

"And what did you do every day before you came here?"

Mu Shen was stunned, lowered his head, and muttered to himself: "Yes, what kind of life did I live before?" God, it's been seven years, and I'm about to forget ......" He thought back to his past life, and was a little trance, the life he lived before had the luxury of being drunk and golden, and the decadence of poverty, and now he ......

"Thank you, thank you. Mu Shen said suddenly. When he returned to the thatched house, the old sloppy saw the unprecedented look on Mu Shen's face, first stunned, and then smiled quietly. This kid can be regarded as enlightened.

The medicines were placed in a basement storage room. There was a large cabinet in the medicine storage room, and there were many small drawers on it, and each of the small drawers had the name of the medicine engraved on it. It took a lot of effort for them to sort all the medicines they had collected and put them in small drawers.

"Come here, You Feng, my brother will teach you how to make a fire and cook. Mu Shen took You Feng to the stove room again.

"Be optimistic about the big brother's actions, and the next meal will be you. While scooping the rice from the bamboo basket into the pottery and adding another scoop of water, Mu Shen said to You Feng again. "Hand me the firewood over there. ”

You Feng responded, put the little fox on the ground, picked up a pile of firewood and stepped forward. Mu Shen put the firewood into the pottery stove one by one, took out a thinner dry branch, clamped it with his knees, took out a pair of flints from his coat pocket, and "snapped" twice, the dead branches were easily ignited, and the dry branches were ignited again.

You Feng stood aside with his hands on his sleeves and watched, but he was a little unimpressed in his heart: ignition is really troublesome, and he can solve it with just a fire starter.

"Well, give you a fan, help me fan it. After lighting the fire, Mu Shen handed You Feng a bamboo fan, "Pay attention to the strength!"

"Oh. You Feng took the fan, brought a small wooden stool from the side, and sat on it to fan the wind in the stove for a long time. The fire grew stronger and stronger as the wind grew. He looked at the fan and thought to himself: Sure enough, it is much more convenient to use the Taoist technique, and it is really troublesome to use this thing to fan!

"Hey, don't be in a daze! the rice is going to be cooked!" Mu Shen hurriedly reminded him.

You Feng was startled, hurriedly threw away the fan, and looked around, helpless. Mu Shen immediately scooped a ladle of water and extinguished the fire. Hurriedly lifted the lid and took a look, fortunately, today's breakfast was fine.

Their meals are very simple, except for white rice, which is a stewed medicinal soup, and there is no stir-fry. But this is exactly what You Feng wanted. On the side of Qingyun Mountain, he lived a life of drinking medicinal soup and eating elixirs, and occasionally he could catch a spirit beast to open meat, but it was mainly medicinal food. The food on the old sloppy side, he does not reject it.

Mu Shen, who had always regarded eating as a sin, was unexpectedly calm today. He understood it, because he was not calm before, and the old sloppy was unwilling to teach him the art of alchemy. If you have distracting thoughts, how can you make medicine?

After eating, You Feng asked the old sloppy about whether he could use Taoism.

When the old sloppy man heard this, he asked him, "Do you usually have any Taoist skills except for using talismans?"

"Yes, there are, but they are rarely used, and they are all used in talismans. "You Feng said truthfully.

The old sloppy shook his head and said, "You can't rely on it all the time. No matter how many runes you have, there will be times when they run out, but your own abilities can be reused, not because you run out of mana. Little baby, do it obediently and down-to-earth. ”

You Feng never considered a question from beginning to end—who was the old sloppy man, and why did he know so much? (Mu Shen: "Who is Master?, you ask me?How do I know?I only know that Master can refine medicine!")