After pumping the bedding, we arrived at the mouth of the well.

In the cold winter, the water in the well is the best for washing clothes. The wells in the countryside are really warm in winter and cool in summer. Although there is a layer of ice floating on the surface, the water below is at a reasonable temperature and will not freeze your hands.

Azu turned the wheel, and the bucket fell down tricklingly, but he was a little absent-minded.

The miracle in the Tao Te Ching has already seen it, that is, the golden ball and the so-called Qimen Dunjia. It looked like he was cultivating the exercises, but he didn't understand the way at all. Even the suspicious opening of the pulse just now was completed by the golden ball with the help of himself.

It's just that the little golden ball is now silent and no longer emitting light.

If you classify this as an adventure, it would be a bit weird.

Because the Tao Te Ching was passed down as an heirloom of the Xu family, it stands to reason that my father should also carry it for a period of time, not to mention the generations of ancestors above the Xu family. But why did the Tao Te Ching only make a miracle at this time, but not at other times?

Is there any particular reason for this?

Azu thought about it, there were a lot of strange things encountered during this time, and they needed to be considered.

There was a flash of inspiration in my head, but it was the black golden feather!

The disappearance of the black golden feather will not be taken away at all, as he thought, but accepted by this Tao Te Ching?

If this is the case, then the changes in the Tao Te Ching can be explained. At the beginning, the Tao Te Ching was also a feather that was actively found from the fire, in other words, this feather had a certain attraction to the Tao Te Ching.

Azu just felt that he was very close to the truth.

But so what? Even if you know the secret, you have only obtained the cultivation method, but you don't know the doorway.

If you really want to cultivate, you must have a master to lead you in.

But this world is huge, but there are only 12 out of 10 people who practice martial arts, let alone the ethereal cultivation.

Azu thought, but there was only one person locked in his mind, that was the old way.

The old Tao said that it was physiognomy, but the various magical powers displayed could not be explained by phase alone. Taking things in the air, sitting in the air, which is not an immortal means?

Before meeting the old way, Azu still questioned the authenticity of the existence of cultivation, but after meeting the old way, Azu was convinced. It's just that after the old Tao went crazy that day, he couldn't find a trace anymore.

Thinking of the mother's slender figure again, Azu didn't know if he could get his mother's affirmation.

Thinking about Fanfan, a little distressed, Azu heard a "clang" sound, and looked at the bottom of the well.

The bottom of the well was pitch black, but Azu could see it clearly, probably after opening the pulse, his eyesight was excellent, and he could see it even in the dark.

But it was the bucket that was on top of the ice. Azu is very strange, this year's winter seems to be exceptionally cold, and it stands to reason that the ice at the bottom of the well should not be so thick.

He took a long stick and smashed the ice. Azu just lifted the water and didn't think about it.

......

The bedding was washed and hung on the drying pole. Getting off the stool on the foot, Mother Xu had already cooked, and also boiled water for Azu to take a bath, and washed away the fishy smell all over her body.

After taking a bath, Azu only felt comfortable, as if he had entered a strange state. It is as if the body is greedily breathing fresh air, swallowing cows and drinking.

If there is one word to describe it, it is fluttering like a fairy.

It's just that the hunger in his stomach is getting stronger and stronger, and Azu doesn't care about this, so he just hurriedly goes to the dinner table.

In the past few months since Xu Si'an left, the dinner table was probably silent. It's not that the relationship between mother and son is not good, it's just that there is a lack of a head of the family, and it is probably a lot more depressed, but it is normal. The conversation between mother and son is usually trivial, but there is nothing else to talk about.

Xu Si'an has always emphasized eating etiquette, to "sit first and eat silently". Although his father is gone, Azu has always complied. It's just that now it's gobbling up, but it's breaking the rules.

Mother Xu looked at Azu as hungry, but she didn't say anything. It's just that Azu's appearance of a half-bowl of rice is really scary, and after a while, the small pot of rice has been eaten.

"Zu'er, what's wrong with you, don't scare my mother. Mother Xu asked with some concern.

After eating the rice, Azu's hunger eased, but he still didn't feel full. Just ate the vegetables there and said, "Mother, I'm still hungry." ”

"Are you sick?" asked Xu Mu again.

"Mother, I'm not sick, I'm just hungry ......"

Mother Xu thought about it for a while, so she went to the cabinet to get some jujube cakes.

Azu did not refuse, like a storm and clouds, he ate all of them into his stomach, and drank half a pot of water, only then did he burp, which was a little indecent.

Mother Xu naturally won't dislike it, but Azu is a little weird in all aspects today. In the room, there is a strange smell of fish, but now it is eating a lot, but it is difficult not to be suspicious.

"Zu'er, tell your mother honestly, is something wrong?"

Azu heard this, but he choked a little. He wanted to find a time to talk to his mother in detail, but there was no good time, but in this case, it was his mother who asked him first.

Azu knew that Niang was a gentle person, as long as she wanted it, Mother Xu would agree. It's just that cultivating this kind of thing is really shocking, and my mother seems to be just gentle, but I don't know if I can accept it.

looked a little flustered, but Azu didn't know where to start.

When I raised my head, I only saw Mother Xu's soft eyes, but what was bubbling was maternal love. Azu seemed to have the greatest guarantee, but he said, "Mother, do you know about cultivation?"

Mother Xu heard the word cultivation, but she frowned, but she didn't look unacceptable, and actually said, "Mother knows." ”

This time it was Azu's turn to be taken aback, but he stammered a little: "Mother, how do you know ......?"

Mother Xu just sighed and said, "Mother has seen cultivators......

"Really?" Azu continued, "Where?"

Mother Xu looked at Azu, but continued to speak quietly.

"Mother's father, that is, your grandfather, is a cultivator...... I've only seen him split the rockery with his bare hands, and his forehead can hold up the big ding......"

Azu just blinked, and when he was younger, he also asked questions like his grandparents and grandmothers, but Xu's mother was mostly vague and did not answer positively, but now it is like this.

"What about my grandfather?"

"He's dead......" Xu Mu's voice became a little cold.

"Dead?"

"The people of the Mu family are already dead in my heart...... My surname is Mu, but I am no longer a member of the Mu family...... I'm just the Xu family......"

Azu looked at Mother Xu's face and didn't look good, but she just felt that she had touched something sad and didn't dare to ask again.

Mother Xu realized that she was in a bad mood and restrained herself, so she wanted to change the topic: "Zu'er, why do you want to ask about cultivation?"

Azu didn't know whether to talk about it or not, so he just shrunk his neck and asked, "Mother, if I cultivate, will you agree?"

Mother Xu's pupils shrank, and she just asked, "You want to cultivate?"

Azu couldn't hold back, and he didn't want his mother to worry, so he told all the strange things after encountering the old way.

If ordinary people heard those words, they probably mocked and did not believe it. Mother Xu listened very carefully and didn't take it as a joke at all, probably because the mother's trust in her son accounted for a lot.

After listening carefully, Mother Xu frowned and pondered. Her mind is different from Azu's, after all, she is much more mature. The old way, the fire, the Tao Te Ching, and the so-called big bird, it sounds like a golden crow, and all of this is in series. It's just that the goal of the old Tao is the Tao Te Ching, or the Qimen Dunjia that Zu'er obtained, but the goal of the golden crow is not yet known.

It's just that the old Tao and the golden crow both sound terrifying, and I don't know if they can be good.

"Zu'er, don't tell outsiders about these things. Mother Xu's face was a little solemn.

That old Taoist seems to be clearly successful in cultivation, but he is still so persistent in the Tao Te Ching. But he doesn't know the miracle in it, and he has obtained the Tao Te Ching but does not know the way to drive, so there is only one explanation: this Tao Te Ching is so profound that even this old Tao can only be relied upon. If a strong man learns this news, he may not be ill-intentioned, and he must keep it secret.

Azu nodded, taking it to heart.

"Don't worry too much. Mother Xu touched Azu's head, "What you want to do, my mother agrees." It's just about cultivation, and my mother only heard about it, so I can't help you ......"

"Mother, as long as you are safe, there is nothing else to ask for......"

Azu only felt that his nose was sour, and when he looked at the true love of his mother in his mother's eyes, the tears in his eyes were also swirling. It's just that Xu Si'an's sentence "Men don't flick when they have tears" came to mind, so he held it back.

Young people cultivate, the future is boundless, but there is a way out behind it, that is, mother.

......

There are still two days left before the New Year, and the taste of the New Year is a little more. After Azu made up his mind to cultivate, he no longer snuggled up in the house and read those books, but often went out for a run and exercised.

Cultivation, exercise, the difference between one word and one word, naturally there is some similarity. Although Azu didn't know how to cultivate, and even if he had obtained the Fa Decision, he didn't know how to progress, but he didn't want to just wait. Cultivation is mana, but training is physique, after all, there are some benefits.

In this deep winter, Azu is often the first to get up, and sometimes when there is snow at the door, he takes a shovel to shovel it open, which also has some exercise effect. After that, most of them ran from home to the village entrance, and then from the village entrance to the back mountain, probably running a few laps on each village road.

After the golden ball opened Azu's pulse, it was silent, and there was no more miracle. Azu just thought he needed some chance to trigger it, but he didn't know what it was. It's just that after opening the pulse, I have a lot more strength, my body is stronger, I don't feel cold without wearing winter clothes, and I don't feel tired very much.

My mother supports her cultivation and cooks more meals for herself every day. Azu only felt that his mother had good intentions and never slackened off in exercise. After exercising, I felt that my strength had increased a little, and I looked a little taller, but there was no progress in that cultivation, but I was not too discouraged.

In the past few days, I ran to the side of the stream, but I felt that the ice was a little thicker. Azu felt strange, probably because his own eyesight had the benefit of opening the vein, and he was able to observe more clearly, but the other villagers did not find it.