"Little lamb, is there anyone like me in this world?"

Yang Xiaoyang was still a little dazed when he heard the title that only Xiao Di could call, and wanted to tell some lies, but he couldn't say it, "No, you should be the most powerful in the world." ”

Xiao Di shook her braid when she heard this, and her face was scolded, "That is, there must be no one in this world who can eat more than me, because what I eat doesn't go into my stomach at all, hahahaha." ”

Yang Xiaoyang didn't know what it was like in his heart when he heard it, and felt that only by taking Xiaodi to eat all the world's delicacies could he make up for it.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the Patriarch. Yang Xiaoyang taught the spell to Xiao Di and let her fly by herself.

"Who is the patriarch?"

"It's the one who saved you. ”

One and a half people came to the patriarch's grass building, and Yang Xiaoyang knocked on the door and went in without waiting for a reply.

The patriarch in the house was reading a book without a name, and he was concentrating, Yang Xiaoyang didn't dare to disturb and waited on the side. Xiao Di was curious about a large number of furnishings in the house, and found that there were no other furnishings except for tables, chairs, beds, and bookshelves.

The two didn't wait long before they saw the ancestor put down the book, and Yang Xiaoyang just wanted to speak when he heard Xiao Di say, "Grandpa Nanshan, why do you have to take the book upside down when you read it?"

Yang Xiaoyang was startled, glanced at the book on the table, and confirmed that this old man was pretending, and then suddenly realized that Xiao Di was called Grandpa Nanshan, the ancestor, and he was mistaken?

I remembered the familiarity that Yang Xiaoyang felt when we first met, and realized that the opening remarks of the patriarch were exactly the same as what he said to Xiao Di at that time.

Yang Xiaoyang stared at the patriarch, straightened his eyebrows, and didn't say a word.

"Hey, Xiaodi, it's still your sharp eyes, unlike Xiaoyang who hasn't noticed it after a year. "It's also a shame that the patriarch who has changed his appearance can brazenly say such things.

"Ancestor, what will happen after you know about it back then?" Yang Xiaoyang's voice was a little cold.

The patriarch was still careless, "Yes." ”

Yang Xiaoyang took a deep breath, "But you didn't save my mother and Uncle Xu." ”

"Yes, there are some things I can't interfere with. ”

"Then why did you let Yuanyuan go to death?" Yang Xiaoyang gritted his teeth, and there were tears in his eyes. Even if he can not complain about the ancestor not saving people, because the ancestor has no obligation to save people, he can't forgive the ancestor for pushing Yuanyuan into the fire pit, not only because Yuanyuan is a cute child who wants to be reunited with his family.

"Xiaoyang, do you know what the Mandate of Heaven is?" Seeing that Yang Xiaoyang didn't answer, the patriarch was still indignant, and continued: "Then have you read history books?"

Yang Xiaoyang learned to calm down as much as possible and nodded.

"And what do you think of the characters in the book?"

Yang Xiaoyang didn't understand what the meaning of this question was, and shook his head with straight eyebrows.

"All of us are in this book. ”

Yang Xiaoyang still doesn't understand.

"When the Great Dao was first born, there was a book for everyone in this heaven and earth, which recorded the events that happened in this person's life, and everyone could only follow what was written in the book, and it was exactly the same. ”

Yang Xiaoyang was moved, every time he read the hero's biography in the past, he would feel his blood boiling, but in the mouth of the patriarch, it seemed that this was not the case.

"Yang Xiaoyang, there is also a book of yours hidden in this avenue. ”

"Can you see that?" Yang Xiaoyang's anger seemed to be much smaller.

"I can only faintly see a few words. ”

"Then what will happen to me in the future?" Yang Xiaoyang seemed not afraid to know the future at all.

"I can't say that. ”

"So the content of the book can't be changed?"

"That's right. ”

"Not even you?"

"Not even a celestial, let alone me. ”

"So Yuanyuan is destined to die? My mother and Uncle Xu are also destined to die?" Yang Xiaoyang didn't know what kind of answer he wanted, and the patriarch didn't answer this question with obvious answers.

"Grandpa Nanshan, can you see how much delicious food I can eat in the future?" Xiao Di, who had not spoken, suddenly asked, breaking the atmosphere in the grass building.

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned, and after listening to Xiao Di's words, he suddenly felt that fate was not a bad thing, since he couldn't change it, it would be easier. The patriarch's words can't help but be disbelieved by Yang Xiaoyang, and with Yang Xiaoyang's experience, even if it is false, he would rather be true.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoyang suddenly felt that the aura in his body was a little abnormal, and then the aura from the outside world also moved, and some of it entered Yang Xiaoyang's body, and Yang Xiaoyang seemed to understand why the Taoist scriptures could help people practice.

In the past year of cultivating immortals, Yang Xiaoyang has cultivated to the middle stage of the congenital stage, and he has not encountered the so-called bottleneck, but he can still feel the slowdown in his cultivation speed, and the aura absorbed this time can be worth half a year of penance.

"Ancestor, why did I absorb so much aura at once just now?"

"Why do you think it's a monastic?"

"I have heard that the book says that cultivation is to transform the spirit of heaven and earth into one's own body, and to understand the righteousness of the world and cultivate the soul of the gods. ”

"Almost, the more you understand this doctrine, the closer you are to the Great Dao, so cultivation is not just as simple as absorbing aura. ”

"What is the avenue like?"

"I don't know. ”

Yang Xiaoyang felt that the patriarch was perfunctory to him, so he didn't ask any more.

Yang Xiaoyang almost forgot about his business after being interrupted like this, "Ancestor, can Xiao Di cultivate immortals?" Yang Xiaoyang was worried that if he encountered an accident in the future, his useless father would not be able to count on it, so he could only hope that Xiao Di could have some ability to protect himself, although others might be frightened first when they saw it.

"Xiao Di, are you willing to cultivate immortals?"

Xiao Di didn't understand what cultivating immortals was, so she turned her head to look at the little sheep with her braids, and when she saw the little sheep nodding, she also smiled and nodded.

The patriarch stretched out two fingers and tapped Xiao Di's forehead, and Yang Xiaoyang suspected that the patriarch would only use two fingers.

"What kind of exercises is Xiao Di suitable for?" Yang Xiaoyang didn't expect Xiao Tu to be able to choose one, and asked the ancestor directly.

"Rayfa. Xiao Di's two souls are born together, and she can't practice the Five Thunder Rectification Method this day, because she has no body, and she can't cultivate the Five Thunder Roundness in her body. This Shenxiao Five Thunders Dalang Jade Book is suitable, you don't have to cultivate the five thunders to perfection, only to cultivate the yin and yang two thunders, and the yin and yang are suitable for the two souls. ”

Yang Xiaoyang doesn't know so much, and he hasn't seen Lei Fa, but he still looks like he understands. The patriarch pursed his lips when he saw it, and with a wave of his hand, Yang Xiaoyang was already outside the house, and he heard the patriarch say: "I will teach the little thunder method, and you can cultivate it yourself." ”

Yang Xiaoyang scratched his head and walked away very shamefully.

At night, Yang Xiaoyang didn't ask Xiao Di how he cultivated the Lei Method, but just made some vegetables bought by Nanshui Town at the foot of the mountain.

Nanshui Town is very different from Tianping City, there is no liveliness of Tianping, not that there are few people on Nanshui Street, but everyone is plain, and it seems to be contaminated with a lot of clean air in Zhongnan.

Dinner was simple, a pot of chicken soup and a bowl of greens.

It stands to reason that Taoist priests in Central and South China are not allowed to eat five meat or meat, but there is still no less onion and garlic in this dish, and the chicken legs are still gnawed, because the patriarch said that he is not a lineage in Central and South China, and according to Yang Xiaoyang's cultivation speed, it is not too much of a problem to cultivate to a human immortal within three years, so Yang Xiaoyang feels that it is more important to make the dishes delicious and make Xiao Di happier.

At night, Xiaodi went to bed early, and Yang Xiaoyang couldn't sleep a little, lying on the bed and looking at the night sky.

Listening to the birds and insects chirping outside the house, I didn't practice, because for the first time in a year, I could think calmly.

The night in Zhongnan is not as lively as that of southern Xinjiang, unlike the tranquility of Sichuan and Shu, the birds and insects in Zhongnan seem to have their own rules, and they are never interrupted, just like this Zhongnan is eternal and unchanged, and has its own rhythm.

After cultivating himself to become an immortal, he will take Xiao Di all over the world, and take Xiao Di to eat all the food in the world, oh, mainly because of his long knowledge, and eat delicious food by the way.

It seems that Xiao Di's hobbies made Yang Xiaoyang, who didn't care about the taste and didn't cook, fall in love with these.

When Yang Xiaoyang was looking forward to a good situation, he suddenly realized a problem, his money was left in his family in Sichuan and Shu! What to eat all over the world? A year later, his own family was probably taken back by the city lord's mansion, and when he thought of the city lord who always held up and couldn't take away the big belly, he felt that he should not confiscate the family's money.

Then Yang Xiaoyang counted what the Taoist priest could make some money through, but found that he couldn't do anything. I don't know anything about fortune telling or feng shui, and the only thing I'm good at is cooking vegetables and cutting trees.

Yang Xiaoyang shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and decided to hand over the future to that book.

......

Sichuan Shu, Shu Mountain, Zizhu Peak. The old man with the divination sword came to Zizhu's bamboo building, Zizhu decided to retreat and think about it because of guilt, and three years had passed before he knew it.

When the old man came into the house, he saw a compass on the table, and the pointer pointed to the south.

The old man couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it, "Zizhu, there is something I want you to do." ”

"Uncle Shi, please speak. "Zizhu is still a board.

"You take this book to the Imperial Capital. The old man took out a book from his bosom, with a simple cover and two words written on it: Conscience.

Zizhu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was not a protector, obviously the three-year retreat was ineffective, "To whom?"

"Oh, just throw it at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

Zizhu took the book and went out after listening to the salute, and he didn't take the compass on the table, and the corners of the old man's mouth twitched.