In the past three months, Xiaofeng has become roughly familiar with the Horn Barren Mountain, although the most familiar is a cliff on the east side of the Horn Barren Mountain, the officially designated place for squatting and horse walking.

Kakubara Mountain is very high, and the summit is covered with snow all year round. And the horn barren is the highest existence surrounded by many mountains, and the little wind feels awesome for the horn barren mountain. After all, seeing that there are green mountains all around, clouds and mist, no matter how you look at it, there is no peak of the corner barren that breaks through the clouds and reaches the sky, and the momentum of ice and snow is cold!

It's just that the most awesome thing is, of course, his master, who is the master of the Horn Barren Mountain!

There is another point, which is the only thing that Xiaofeng is deeply pleased to come here for some reason.

The day after the fever subsided, when Master dragged her out of bed and took her on a "tour around the Corner Barren Mountain", it was Edgeworth's flight.

Edgeworth flies.

Sword, Fly! Go!

Sword!

it!

It was then that Xiao Feng decided to hug Master's thighs tightly, determined that if he could only stay in this world all the time, he would be Master's intimate little padded jacket for the rest of his life!

The events of the day were like a boulder slamming into Xiaofeng's heart lake, stirring up a thousand waves.

The master is an immortal, and the immortal is the master.

And when this cognition was remembered by Xiao Feng, who was committing the second illness, she couldn't help laughing.

Although his ideal is to be a horse monkey soju, no matter which one he is, it really shows that he is the one who was chosen, right?

But in the eyes of the master, Xiao Feng felt that Xiao Feng held his forehead with one hand and smiled like a fool, which really made him a little disgusted.

With a squeak, the door of the bamboo house was pushed open, and a burst of delicious smell filled the entire room.

This is Xiaofeng's happiest moment - eating.

Dong Zhu at the door is dressed in a white robe all the year round, and the fairy spirit is incomparable. When he came in with food, he stood with his back lit, looking tall and handsome, and the most excessive thing was that the food in his hand continued to give him infinite bonuses.

Xiaofeng climbed the mountain for three months and squatted for three months. It's okay to climb the mountain, and she always thinks about it when she squats until she is bored, but this thought made her summarize the following points.

There are three good corners: good mountains, good scenery, and good people.

People naturally refer to Dongzhu, and Master Dongzhu has three good: good looks, good to her, and good cooking!

Xiaofeng is an ordinary child, even at her modern age, she still has to drink school milk every day.

It's just that after coming to this place of immortal energy, no matter how you think about it, you feel that immortals don't need to eat. So it is conceivable that when Xiao Feng had already said goodbye to rice with tears, and her immortal master came in with a meal full of color and fragrance, his old man instantly refreshed his height in Xiao Feng's heart!

Master Miyoshi had already walked to the table, put the food on the table, and looked up to meet Xiao Feng's adoring eyes.

Dong Zhu felt that there was a green light in Xiao Feng's eyes, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he poured cold water on Xiao Feng.

"Eat, it's the last meal. ”

Xiaofeng has a black question mark on his face.

Dong Zhu always wondered why there were so many strange expressions on this little apprentice's face, or was it that the children's faces were so weird?

Dongzhu has already opened the valley, and there is really no need to eat, and every time he cooks, he will feed this apprentice.

He turned around and lay down on the recliner in the room, became lazy again, squinted his eyes and said to Xiaofeng: "I'm going to Hua Chaofeng tomorrow, and I want to cook for you for the teacher?"

Xiao Feng frowned, pursed his mouth, and said, "Then Master, you won't let me come back if I don't realize the meaning of spring, so if I really stay there for a long time, what will I eat?"

I wanted to turn over one by one, turned his back to her, and said easily: "How can I know this for the teacher." ”

Even though this was the immortal master he revered so much, Xiao Feng still flashed three English letters in his heart - MMP.

But what to do, she doesn't know if the perception of spring is fast or not, but judging from the qualifications that the master mocks her every time, it seems that it will be very difficult for her to perceive.

Xiao Feng took a bite of the delicious food into his mouth, and thought bitterly about his difficult cultivation time in the future.

And what the master said, if she can't feel the spring in the spring, let her squat for another three quarters...... Xiao Feng secretly glanced at the master's back, thinking that this person would definitely do this if he said so!

Did she say above that Master has three good? "Good for her" should be crossed out first.

The division of the four seasons in the mouth of Master Erhao is different from the 24 solar terms in modern China.

There is no time in the mountains, and the practice is in the individual.

I remember Master once said to her, he said, "Forget about the world." ”

Forget it, you're a cultivator.

Even if you want to forget the old, you always have to remember the new.

Speaking of the immortal cultivation world, it is a kind of spiritual wood used to divide the four seasons, and this wood is called "pole".

Pole wood, dead wood has a spirit for pole wood. This wood is often an ordinary dead wood, but there will be corresponding wonders when the seasons change.

Green branches in spring, safflower bloom in summer, golden fruits in autumn, and gray in winter.

Although there is no polewood in the corner wilderness itself, the surrounding mountains are a large area, so the scenery of the polewood is very spectacular here.

Xiaofeng is unconscious!

I think she had just been here for more than a month, just in time for Haruki. She was crouching at the time, and Master was closing her eyes on the stone slab behind her.

Facing the boundless and magnificent scenery every day, Xiaofeng thought that he was used to seeing it, but when a gust of wind blew, the surrounding mountains suddenly sounded a burst of birds and beasts.

Xiaofeng's horse steps that day were shocked and failed, and he was about to fall into the abyss when he lost his footing. Thanks to the master's action, his sword, named "Su Hong", nailed her to the collar and nailed her to the cliff wall, hanging in the air.

The master seemed to be in a good mood, but he didn't scold her for being stupid, but he didn't rush to get her back, so he asked Su Hong to nail her and only called her to open her eyes to see.

Xiaofeng hung in the air, carefully opened his eyes, and under the gray blue sky in his memory, the mountains were like ink. But now, it seems that after that gust of wind, new green shoots and shoots have emerged.

Inadvertently, the world has changed.

The first piece of greenery is the spring pole wood. The trees are born together, and after the blooming of this day, they also disappear back to the appearance of dead wood and wait for the next seasonal change.

When I first saw Chunjimu, Xiaofeng felt that at the beginning of the recovery of all things, I thought that this was the case.

The scenery of Jimu is unforgettable. Master is not a person who always laughs, nor is he always happy. But that day, Dong sat on the ground one by one, drinking his own wine against the mysterious scenery of the extreme wood that filled the world. He seemed to be very relaxed and happy.

Although Master sat there drinking that day, she still squatted and walked after Su Hong brought her back to the cliff.

"Master, you haven't told me how to practice that mental method? I remember that I wrote it down, but I can't understand it at all. ”

Halfway through Xiaofeng's meal, he suddenly remembered this serious question.

I remember a book that Master threw to her at the beginning, which was tattered and unshaped, and there were missing pages. But the master pointed to the tattered thing and said to her, this is the original mental method of the horn wilderness!

Xiaofeng smiled politely.

Then the master knew that he was emotional, and tried to let Xiaofeng see the essence through the appearance. It's a pity that Xiaofeng is a lady who pays attention to appearance, commonly known as "Yan Dog".

"Alas. Dong Zhuyu sighed.

Xiao Feng intuitively felt that this person must be doubting life in his heart, and he thought that it was also true, Master, his old man looked glamorous on the outside, but in fact, the apprentice he accepted was a stupid thing with poor qualifications. No matter how you look at it, it belongs to the scope of family ugliness, Xiaofeng compares her heart to her heart, and feels that the master is so pitiful.

It's just that I really don't blame her this time, although she is a dog, but the words in this broken book are all ancient fonts; although she is a dog, the ancient fonts can probably be understood, but the content in this is all ancient texts!

At first, the master only taught her to read but did not explain, but after Xiaofeng read the text and memorized it, the master didn't mention this thing. And Xiao Feng fell asleep after returning from exercise every day, so he didn't think about it.

To this day, this should be the first step towards his own immortal cultivation world, this is going to end before it starts?

"Do you know why the teacher named you 'Wind'?" Dong Zhu whispered with his back to Xiao Feng.

Xiaofeng: "Hmm......"

Probably because of fate, it used to be my grandfather who took this name, and now I am the master.

Xiao Feng couldn't eat any more rice, so he opened his mouth cautiously and said, "You, your old man thinks that I am as quiet as a virgin, like a rabbit, like the wind, thousands of miles feasible?"

Of course, this is nonsense, how do she know why, the right to be skinned.

Dong Zhu didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, he said: "The latter sentence is also there." ”

I don't even know what the latter sentence means. But why don't you say the previous sentence? Xiao Feng thinks that the master can still comment on her previous sentence a little!

"But 'tens of thousands of miles are possible', do you really understand?"

Dong Zhu lay on his side, his voice gradually quieted down, and it seemed that he was about to fall asleep.

Xiaofeng looked up at the wide open door, the sun was just right outside, and she looked out through the white gauze curtains blown by the wind, and what she saw was......

What's going on? What's going on out there?

Xiaofeng squinted his eyes, smelled the fragrance of the mountains and the smell of the food on the table, and thought about it.

She thought that the outside was a clear future, an unknown world, and the confusion and confusion in her heart.

It was popular, and she didn't dare.

The name that Master gave her was too much.

Today's daylight is a little bigger, and the temperature is higher than before, Xiaofeng feels that this meal is getting hotter and hotter the more he eats, I don't know how Master is?

She turned her head, only to find that there was a ray of light shining through the small open window, directly on the master.

Master's white robe glowed golden in the sun, and his long inky hair was casually draped behind him.

I must have fallen asleep after not speaking for so long, Xiaofeng stood up lightly, walked to the window, and reached out to close it tightly.

She silently walked to the master and knelt down, looking at Dong Zhu's face quietly.

Master, the face of this peerless immortal.

Seeing that the master seemed to be wearing a lot of clothes, Xiao Feng looked around, but did not find what he was looking for.

She thought about it, and her eyes suddenly lit up. After looking at the master's seemingly sleepy face and thinking for a moment, Xiao Feng's hand quietly reached into Dong Zhu's wide sleeve, and when he fumbled, he withdrew with a black fan in his hand.

This is probably the only black item on Dong Zhu's body.

Xiaofeng is also Chunjimu, and after seeing the master take it out once, he only knew that there was such a thing, it seemed to be an ordinary fan in addition to being good-looking.

She quietly unfolded the folding fan, and a group of ink-colored chicks were drawn on the fan.

Xiaofeng glanced at the fan twice, touched the group of chicks with his hand, and then stopped looking at it. She adjusted her kneeling posture, holding the fan in both hands, and fanning the gentle wind up and down for the master.

The hair that fell from Dong Zhu's forehead was slightly flying, his face was calm and peaceful, and he looked very comfortable sleeping.

Xiao Feng silently honored the master, and thought: Master, the apprentice has always been timid and useless, without ambition, backbone and perseverance, I am afraid that I will live up to your old man's expectations of me.

Although the apprentice of Dong Zhushou is the lonely little Huazi, not Zhao Qian, a junior high school student who broke in on the way to school, but this master-apprentice fate that transcends the mysterious and unknowable distance of the world is hers, and it is given the name "Feng" by the master - she is Xiaofeng. This is a rare thing that Xiaofeng has been able to do in his two lives combined.

But Master, the apprentice is not the wind that walks thousands of miles, but just a small wind that drives away the heat for you.

We hope you can rest comfortably.

The next day, before the sun rose, the sky was still blue, and the mountains were silent.

Helpless as a breeze in the corner wilderness, after silently honoring the master, he still has to go to Hua Chaofeng to stay.

Master Dongzhu was conscientious, took a cold morning dew and lifted Xiaofeng's quilt to drag her up, and drove Xiaofeng down the mountain to hike to Huachaofeng.

He watched the little radish head in a cloth coat, carrying a large package on his back, turning back step by step, yawning, and reluctantly descending the mountain. He just saw that she finally didn't look back and was about to put down his mind and want to turn away, but at this moment, Xiaofeng was sleepy, and in a daze, his feet floated, and he almost rolled down the mountain with one foot in the air.

Dong Zhu shook his head and jumped onto a standing boulder, thinking that this was indeed a worry-free one.

His hand inadvertently touched the black fan in his sleeve, then sighed, and waved his hand in resignation, and the shadow of the Suhong sword appeared. The corner barren mountain road is rocky, and there are branches and vines that are broken from broken stones in the small unnoticed places, extending on the way down the mountain in the light wind, quietly enclosing a guardrail, continuing all the way. And Xiao Feng still didn't find anything unusual after yawning one by one, which shows that he is really sleepy.

"That's it," Dong Zhu, standing on the boulder, his eyes following the small figure in the mountains, "will fan it." ”

The sun rises in the east, and the child pedals down the mountain with short legs. Dong Zhu wanted to laugh when he saw it, and he did laugh.

In the bright light of the goose yellow, the smile of Dongchai is dazzling.