The green mountains have not moved, and the white clouds have come and gone.

In the mountains, in the lush forest.

A short, skinny iron-eating beast climbed high up the treetops, staggering, barely balancing and looking up at the sky.

There are loose clouds suspended in the air, like pear blossoms in the fog, snow flying in the wind, silently surrounding the North Mountain below, and also blocking its view.

When I was in Qishan, there were not so many clouds in the sky, and since I came to Beishan, there were often clouds and fog overhead.

Marimaru didn't know what the reason was, so he watched quietly and enjoyed this rare rest.

Leisurely, I felt as if I had become a cloud, floating thousands of miles away, swimming through the mountains and rivers where it had wandered, and then stopped at the place where my mother last stood......

"When I get stronger, I'll go back and have a look." Marimaru said secretly in his heart.

Now, the cultivation of the Terran Body Refining Method is very smooth, and it has quickly completed the first internal cultivation, and has begun to practice the second internal cultivation - controlling the breath, nourishing the internal organs, and enhancing the five senses.

Compared with the simple and crude condensation of the sea of qi of the Demon Pill Method, the Terran Method has more tricks, and it also uses a lot of terms created by human beings, which is complicated and mysterious, and it is extremely difficult to get started.

Such a body refining method, if it spreads to the demon clan, the demon king will probably have a big head when he sees it.

The bamboo of the North Mountain directly transmitted the gong with divine thoughts, saving countless troubles.

"It's really powerful, how do I feel, the demon king is not as powerful as him?" It shook its little head and thought.

Suddenly, a breeze returned, from a distant place, gently brushed its face, and then drifted away again.

Marimaru's nose was a little itchy, he sneezed, and muttered, "It can't be Kitayama no Bamboo who is doing the trick, right?" ”

With a click, the branch below finally couldn't bear its weight and broke.

"Alas......"

The black and white figure went straight down.

Marimaru got up, rubbed his buttocks, stopped thinking nonsense, turned around and went back to the willow forest, ready to take down another bamboo leaf and lay a solid foundation for the second realm of refining the body.

Kitayama no Bamboo said that every time a bamboo leaf is taken away, he will add another one, and the quality will get better and better.

This made Marimaru look forward to it.

As a result, standing in front of the willow forest and looking at the lively scene in front of it, it was directly frozen.

The chestnut squirrel, which liked to sneak up on it the most, actually joined in, and launched an attack on a large willow tree, trying to seize the jade crystal fruit hanging on the tree.

"Squeak, squeak." The Chipchestnut Squirrel couldn't speak, but kept flicking its big tail, indicating that the little guy was excited right now.

The red fox Hongyun squatted beside him, clapping his little paws, and screaming and cheering.

Marimaru looked at the black lines all over his head.

What the hell, this guy isn't even a demon clan, why did he come to join in the fun?

Red Cloud gloated and explained:

"It was probably curious, and once snuck in and wanted to eat bamboo leaves. The bamboo of the northern mountain found out and said that it was fate, so let us take it with us. ”

"......" Marimaru was speechless.

Although this chestnut squirrel is not very smart, if you mess with them every day, your wisdom will increase rapidly.

When I eat that jade crystal fruit, I'm afraid I can turn into a demon.

Until then, if the squirrel still wants to sneak up on himself......

Feeling stressed, Marimaru turned around and rushed into the willow grove on the other side, deciding to speed up the progress of his cultivation.

Sooner or later, it will take this hateful little thing in its hands and ravage it severely!

Seeing this, Hongyun also ended his rest and prepared to start a new round of painful training.

Marimaru has already obtained a bamboo leaf, and even if he works so hard, he hasn't gotten anything yet.

On the mountain, the whistling sound of the wicker whip was endless, mixed with a cry of pain from time to time.

At the foot of the mountain, a song of joy suddenly resounded through the village, echoing in the twilight, undulating in the pine waves.

"Go home—"