When the mutation was over, the leaves of all the three rations fell back down again, and then retracted into the shed like a winter snake in a hole.

However, any act of exploration will bring about some changes, and not all three-day diets will retract the leaves.

There was a three-ration leaf groping its way to the backyard.

It has no eyes, so it explores everything around it with the dense fuzz that grows on its leaves.

Crawling over the tattered, rusty, buried iron bucket, climbing up the handle of the shovel stuck in the soil, the tip of the leaf poked into a bucket, touched the water, and immediately retracted, over the bucket, and continued on, like a snake.

Although it has no legs, it can shrink the blade and elongate the entire blade.

For a moment, it seemed to sense something radiating a deadly attraction that made it cry out in the depths of its life, urging itself to go to that place.

It went straight there.

Under the induction of its fluff, it is an object called a 'bucket', and the attraction emanates from the barrel, which burrows into the bucket and rolls out a few tea leaves.

It is the enlightenment tea that was discarded by the high soldiers!

Although it has been soaked once, most of the potency has been soaked out, but there are more or less some of them.

It tried to absorb it, and as a result, the whole grass trembled...... This is the feeling! This is what these low-minded beings crave the most.

There were intermittent fluctuations of consciousness coming from the depths of the soul of this three-day bread plant.

"Good...... Eat!"

All the enlightenment tea leaves were absorbed at once, and the consciousness in the depths of the soul became clearer and clearer, and finally something called self-consciousness was produced, that is, "who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going!"

What follows is a bloodthirsty urge that is hard to suppress!

"Whoosh!" the three-day diet, which had completed its great metamorphosis, flew back into the shed at breakneck speed.

In the wee hours of the morning, a flock of birds had fallen from the trees in the backyard, chirping.

Suddenly, an emerald green light shot out from the small shed, piercing directly through the three birds, and then retracting at a very fast speed.

The flock was frightened and flew away in a hurry.

In the silent backyard, there seemed to be no other animals, but there was a creaking and oozing chewing sound......

The next day, Gao Bing came over and saw it, and immediately said 'ho', "Why did it change overnight, could it be that I miscalculated...... It seems that I can't practice that secret art at home. Immediately, Gao Bing didn't care, and still poured a bowl of blood.

Because there were not many medicinal materials left, Gao Bing was not in a hurry to pick up these mutated three-day rations, so he kept them. This also allowed the three-day food that was lucky enough to open the spirit last night to escape.

Yuan Yi got up early in the morning and began to sort out the things in his storage bag, poured out everything, and looked through them one by one.

When he picked up a small bronze tower, he remembered that this small tower was bought with the bronze waking wood, but after buying it, he put it directly into the storage bag, and he didn't remember it until now.

Yuan Yi looked through it for a while and saw a small hole in the small spire, and he didn't know if it was there when it was made, or if it was pierced by rust.

Yuan Yi found a rope to put on, hung it around his neck, and went out.

He was going out to collect the herbs, because some of them were very delicate, and if they were not picked in the morning when the dew was still heavy, they would burrow back into the soil and he would not be able to find them again.

And there are exactly a few flavors in the Qiancao recipe, which are exactly this kind of medicinal materials.

For three years, Yuan Yi has been practicing with Gao Bing for three years, and he has been going up the mountain alone to collect medicine for a year and a half, and he is already familiar with the road, so he came back before noon.

But unfortunately, there were still a few elixirs that were not enough, so Yuan Yi had to hand over the contents of the storage bag to Gao Bing first, and then look for them later. Tomorrow he plans to go farther away, deeper into the mountains.

It's just that Gao Bing didn't take the storage bag, but handed him a thin booklet.

Yuan Yi took it and said, "What is this?" I flipped through it casually, but I felt that it was very obscure, and I couldn't understand it if I didn't sit down and study it carefully.

"This is what I told you yesterday, the secret technique that can induce the mutation of the elixir is called the Vitality Great Dan Technique, which uses mana to guide vitality and form a Vitality Great Pill inside the elixir, as long as this Great Pill is absorbed, the elixir can complete the mutation. Gao Bing briefly introduced this secret art.

This secret technique can be described as the creation of heaven and earth, and the supernatural powers that have always transformed into living beings are the highest level, but I didn't expect this Great Pill Technique to find another way and do this act against the sky in an alternative way.

"It's just that this Great Pill Technique also has a lot of risks, if the nature of the lit elixir is more fierce, it may also backfire on itself, so what elixir to choose, you have to think about it in advance!

First of all, you can't choose those elixirs that are relatively spiritual! Because this elixir has a strong ability to sense crises, and it is easy to activate the spiritual intelligence. Then, if you can't cultivate the elixir, you will suffer backlash!"

Listening to Gao Bing's introduction, Yuan Yi was very interested, sat down and slowly looked at it.

When I saw something I didn't understand, I went to ask Gao Bing, just like that, time passed slowly, and soon in the evening, Yuan Yi said goodbye to Gao Bing.

In the next few days, Yuan Yi finally gathered all the medicinal materials, but he didn't go to Gao Bing, because the New Year Festival was coming, and he had to work at home these days.

On the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, every household was very lively, the oil lamps that were usually reluctant to light were burning all night, late at night, the wine glasses on the wine table were still pushing around, colliding with each other, the wine was splashed, the wine order was shouted out in the mouth of the drunken man, and the children were spinning around at the feet of adults.

Everything was lively!

Only Gao Bing is very quiet here, this old man who is usually rejected by everyone, no one comes to visit him at this time, he sits alone in the courtyard, drinking alone, humming in his mouth, entertaining himself.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, Yuan Yi walked in, sat down in front of Gao Bing, and took out a few plates of vegetables from the storage bag on his waist.

"Grandpa Gao, I'm here to accompany you for the New Year again!" Yuan Yi took the wine bottle on the table and poured a glass of wine for Gao Bing.

"Hmm. Gao Bing didn't say anything, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

The relationship between the two people is very chaotic, if you want to say that Gao Bing is Yuan Yi's teacher, it's okay, but Gao Bing has never said anything about letting Yuan Yi apprentice, so in Yuan Yi's heart, Gao Bing has never been his teacher.

And the teacher and the student are the most essential relationship between Yuan Yi and Gao Bing, extending from the relationship between teachers and students, Gao Bing regards Yuan Yi as a junior, or a grandson is more accurate, and Yuan Yi regards Gao Bing as a respectable elder, or a grandfather who recognizes each other.

The grandfather and grandson ate wine in the courtyard, and Gao Bing did not restrain him, taking a sip of wine and a mouthful of food, and it didn't take long for him to get slightly drunk.

If you use mana to resist, just this kind of low-end wine, no matter how much Yuan Yi drinks, he won't get drunk, but Gao Bing didn't use mana, so he accompanied him.

Soon, a few wine bottles were crooked on the table, and Gao Bing saw that Yuan Yi was already very drunk, so he asked him to go back.

"I'm not fat...... Go, wait...... ...... for a while" Yuan Yi opened his tongue and couldn't speak clearly.

Seeing Yuan Yi's childlike nature, Gao Bing laughed, and then pulled Yuan Yi, who was sitting on the stool as a pendulum, up and carried him out.

"You kid, do you want my old man to help you back?"

was pulled up by Gao Bing, there was no stool under him to support him, and his body was weak, that sense of powerlessness made Yuan Yi a little sober, plus he was blown by the night breeze, and his drunkenness disappeared a few percent, and he was already able to walk straight by himself.

"No, I can walk by myself, I don't need your help!" Yuan Yi stood up straight, getting rid of the support of the high soldiers.

"Grandpa Gao, I can go back by myself, you don't have to follow. ”

Gao Bing couldn't believe him, and said: "Now you are still drunk, I am afraid that you will not be able to see the road clearly for a while, and you will roll into the ditch on the side of the road!"

"How is that possible!"

"Look. ”

As he spoke, the mana of his whole body flowed, and all the drunkenness was dispelled.

Then he waved his hand and left.

Gao Bing was still standing in place, and only after fully confirming that Yuan Yi was really back to normal did he turn back.

By this time, he still hadn't used his mana to dispel his drunkenness.

The current mana is one point less, and the recovery speed is extremely slow, when he cultivated the elixir for Yuan Yi before, he often exhausted the mana, and it took three days to cultivate it all.

"Time is so unforgiving!" Gao Bing sighed and shook his head, and went back to his room to sleep.

Although the New Year's Festival says that there will be a vigil, I haven't seen anyone who really sleeps all night, and at this time, the whole village is about to fall into complete silence!

"Hey, that guy from the Blue Flag, they all said... Lao Tzu is already going to... I can't drink it anymore, and I'm still trying to get old... Son, wait a few times, I will definitely call a few people, go and get him drunk, and get him drunk to death!" A voice cursed, passing by the bamboo forest around Gao Bing's house, this person's face was red, his pores were slightly wide, his eyes were hazy, and he was almost walking with one foot and one fall.

This bamboo forest, in the past, was the most able to attract small animals to come here, rats and mosquitoes, as well as a variety of overnight birds, so that this bamboo forest is very lively, but in the past few days, it seems that no animal dares to approach here, as if there is a very terrifying natural enemy in the bamboo forest.

This drunk man chose the nearest way home, so he walked through a very remote road from Gao Bing's side, today is the New Year's Festival, so even if he is drunk, he will not stay at someone else's house.

The crisp sound of stepping on the bamboo leaves on the ground also drowned out the sound of the bamboo forest approaching, which was like the sound of a cold poisonous snake crawling across the ground.

The sound approached, but the drunk was unaware......

The next moment, 'whoosh', in the dim bamboo forest, an emerald green silk thread flew and passed through the back of the drunkard's heart.

"Forehead ......"

A sharp pain struck, and the drunk was awakened at the last moment, and then felt a stream of heat flow from the back of his heart, and in just a moment, he felt the cold hit his whole body, and finally fell into eternal silence.