At night, when the two returned to the valley, the little fox didn't say a word about the evening, and Chen Feng could only laugh wryly.

But fortunately, in the process of picking the spirit grass during the day, Chen Feng really encountered four herbs for cooking, he first roasted them on the stone slab, and then mixed the four herbs in pairs and hammered them into powder. The condiments are ready.

However, after the events of the evening, the little fox obviously had a poor appetite, and Chen Feng had to work hard to catch fish.

It was much more difficult to catch fish at night than during the day, but fortunately the moonlight was bright, and the eyesight was outstanding after the opening of the spiritual aura, he still caught two with great difficulty.

When the smell of grilled fish filled the valley, the little fox, who was happy and sad at this time, still couldn't hide the essence of his foodie, and came over with a smile, but kissed Chen Feng's little face.

"You're awesome!"

He was a little stunned, but then smiled. After his mind was opened, his memory went back, and he had been "listening" to poetry and books at the door of the school for so many years, and he also had some understanding of that person's sophistication.

But the affection for men and women was only vague, and he wanted to attribute that emotion to the attraction of lust, like his own sloppy master climbing the widow's wall.

But that's not always the case. His mother was stabbing his hand when he was a female celebrity, and his rough father was so nervous that he wrapped his punctured finger in fine silk with hemostatic medicine, and the action was so delicate that it didn't seem to come from a rough pig-killing man, and he remembered all that had happened, and thought about it.

However, this little fox lives in seclusion in the mountains all the year round, and is transformed by a spirit animal, so his mind is naturally exquisite, and he doesn't think much about it, so he hands her the fish.

After eating the grilled fish, the little fox picked up the bamboo basket containing the spirit grass and walked to the depths of the cave. This is a smooth stone wall, Chen Feng felt that it must not be simple when he first saw it, but he didn't expect it to be true.

I saw the little fox knock on the stone wall three times, and silently recited the mantra in his mouth, and suddenly the mechanism roared, and even the floor shook a little.

Then the secret door in the stone wall cracked, allowing one person to pass through, and the little fox walked in alone. Chen Feng also followed curiously.

There was a cave here. Inside the secret door, there are three stone chambers, all of which are inlaid with magical glowing stones, emitting a soft white light. In one room, there are large and small medicine cabinets, which are full of all kinds of medicine boxes, and the smell of medicine is fragrant. One room stored a large number of books, but Chen Feng was embarrassed to look through the books, so he only followed the little fox to the third room. The third room resembles a bedroom, flanked by a two-man wide stone bed, and in the center is a stone table with a delicate candelabra, but in the candelabra is also a glowing stone. There are two stone benches next to the stone table. On the other side there is a case, but it looks like a woman's dresser, on which there is a bronze mirror, and a few scattered women's ornaments.

"I'm going to start cultivating. Chen Feng was still browsing the interior decoration, but the little fox sat cross-legged on the bed by himself, took out three spiritual grasses from the bamboo basket, which were picked today, and then threw them into the air, but the spiritual grass did not fall, but was wrapped in three balls of purple gas, and circled around the little fox.

Then the spirit grass quickly withered, the residue faded, leaving only three crystalline liquids, the liquid transpired, turned into a three-color mist surrounding, and in an instant, the stone room was fragrant.

Every time the little fox breathes, the three-color mist fades, which is very wonderful.

Chen Feng saw that she was focused, so he withdrew from the stone room by himself.

Chen Feng also wanted to cultivate, but he couldn't do it, and he didn't know what swordsmanship and boxing techniques could be used to practice to realize his own way. He remembered the book that his master had given him, and he was bored, so he took out the book and began to continue practicing calligraphy.

He walked out of the cave, picked up a wooden stick, held a book in one hand and a stick in the other, and began to copy and write on the gravel ground next to the shallow pool.

After his spiritual acuity was opened, he was already illiterate, but he was surprised that he still didn't know any of the words in the book.

He saw the intricate and intricate strokes of the vigorous and intricate, like a chopping and chopping, and although he was puzzled, he gradually became intoxicated, and danced with the strokes on the gravel.

The moonlight poured out, and when the little fox finished cultivating and found that there was no one around, he walked out of the hole, but he was shocked.

"Celestial Phenomena?!Entering the Dao Realm?"

Her pupils constricted, and in front of her, the immortal danced the sword, the moonlight flowed like water, and with the rise and fall of the sword, the light and darkness of the moon between heaven and earth changed, as if she was breathing, and her small mouth opened slightly.

When she was a child, she saw the mother who had just entered the threshold of the entrance to the sword once, under the moon, the white robe rose on the top of the mountain, where the sword pointed, the cold wind suddenly rose, the beasts roared, and the stars in the sky were darkened, which was a scene she would never forget. Because it was that day that my mother received a letter from the lovesick bird, wept three thousand, and then rushed all night, leaving only this valley for her.

At this moment, in her eyes, isn't it the means to pass through the sky with the sword style to circulate the moonlight?

The sword stops, the body stops.

He held the stick he had picked up in his hand and fell to the ground with a bang.

He didn't just enter the Dao realm, the little fox stayed by the unconscious Chen Feng, and he didn't feel a trace of the "potential" of a master in this little boy. I don't feel a trace of qi flowing.

"It's obviously a little kid who hasn't even started with qi. She looked a little out of breath.

"Yue'er, if you enter the world in the future, remember the words of your mother, don't fall in love with a man who has the ability to do everything, he wants to take care of all living beings, he can't take care of you, he wants to install the country and the mountains in the center, and he can't fit you. In the eyes of the mother, there was sadness and resentment.

She remembered this sentence for no reason, and was a little surprised, touched her hot cheek, and stamped out the door.

......

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The next morning, Chen Feng woke up leisurely, there was no trace of the little fox, looked around, and found him sitting on a big rock by the pool, shaking his feet and staring at the water surface stupidly.

"Hey!" Chen Feng shouted, "Didn't you sleep?"

The little fox just turned his head to look at him, ignored him, and turned his head back again.

The big stone was enough for the two to sit side by side, and Chen Feng shamelessly leaned over to the little fox and sat down.

"Eh, do you want it? He took out two red berries, the size of a fist, and looked fresh, "I picked them on the mountain yesterday, and I hid them in a bamboo basket to eat them myself, and you kept telling me to carry the bamboo basket, so you definitely didn't see it." He wiped his clothes and handed them to the little fox.

The latter took it in a huff, and then bit it hard.

"What did you do by this pool last night, and who was the person I rescued that day?"

She was a little angry, and her delicate eyes glared at him.

"I, I'm Chen Sanniu, last night..." he thought about it carefully, but he only thought of the wonderful scene of the grilled fish and the little fox's cultivation, and finally remembered the book.

"I'm practicing calligraphy!" he laughed, showing his big white teeth, just like the foolish look he had when he was not enlightened.

......

"You idiot. ”