Because he didn't know the real art of seeing and hearing from heaven to earth, Wei Ye could only use such a local method to rush to the next level, and with the help of mana, the hearing in his ears instantly became extremely sensitive.

The first thing to hear, is still the sound of the wind, the atmosphere fluctuates, the wind is uncertain, the dust is uncertain because of the flow of the wind, Zhuangzi in the "Nanhua Sutra" in the famous "Getaway" article, with the wind dust metaphor of wild horses, at this time Wei Ye's ears captured the second sound, is the sound of dust vibrating in the air. Countless tiny dusts that could only be seen faintly in the light galloped like wild horses, blown by the breath of living beings, galloping and surging.

As the dust rushes and vibrates, all the people and things on the ground, and everything in this atmosphere corresponds with countless holes. When the wind blows through the treetops, the tiny pores between the branches and leaves make a sound, and when the wind blows through the eaves, the holes on the green tiles, white walls, mud bricks, and beams make sounds.

In his book "Liezi", which is also known as "Chongxu Zhenjing", Liezi Yukou, one of the former sages of the Daomen, once asked a character in his fake pen, have you heard the sound of the flute played by the musician, but have you heard the sound of the flute of the earth?

How is the sound of the earth?

And at this moment, what Wei Ye heard in his ears was such a subtle but complex sound of the sound of the earth flute playing. And in this piece of flute, there is a trace of unsociable trills that sound from time to time.

This strange sound was immediately captured, amplified, and filtered by Wei Ye. In my ears, it was no longer a chaotic murmur, but two slightly hoarse old voices talking and laughing:

"This wine is good, compared to the wine that I made in the county government last year, Li Mingfu made with Gongtian rice, and the taste is not much worse. Eh, it's really good, mortals have to pay attention to the number of etiquette when they get married, and the whole set of asking for names, accepting colors, hiring, and marrying is done, and there are really a lot of money and wine used. As long as you hide a little, it will be cheaper for faceless guests like you and me. ”

The other voice, Wei Ye sounded a little familiar, and he opened his mouth with a cautious taste: "Drink Lu Gong, you have always had a high temperament, and you don't touch anything except tree sap." Why are you interested in mortal wine and food now? Last year, the old man invited you to go to the wine cellar behind the county government to drink, but you refused to come in one gulp. ”

As soon as someone said this, the "person" who spoke first slowed down a little, and then replied seriously: "My clan, after leaving the crypt and learning to soar, will only live for one autumn." Drinking dew was lucky, that year Helan Gong was hired, and a bottle of candle night flower dew brought by his companion spilled slightly, so that a certain family drank it, so that he had more life expectancy over the years. However, how many spiritual dews in the world can make the dew drink on the lips? The day before yesterday, I visited the Venerable Hanlin, and he passed on the secret method of the blood drinking department that I have passed on in the Western Futu Sect, which is called the secret method of the Divine Drink Achievement Method. As long as you find twelve virgins and twelve virgins according to the law, take the true essence and true blood, and then use the supreme Dharma to condense it into a bowl of essence blood nectar, you can prolong your life for a lifetime......"

"If the Venerable Hanlin really has such a secret method, the old man also wants to ask for a lesson or two. Drink the dew gong, the old man wishes you to refine this essence blood nectar as soon as possible. ”

The "man" who was called the Duke of Drinking Dew and called himself Drinking Dew was silent for a moment before replying, "I hope this matter is as Mr. Bu said." ”

Between these few answers, the immortal warlock who was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed and concentrating raised his hand, and a red streamer immediately flew out of his sleeve. In the sound of arrows breaking through the air, I could only hear a pottery urn leaning against the wall, and there was a broken sound!

The arrow broke through the pottery urn, and a pool of blue-green blood splashed immediately, and a deep aroma of plants and trees immediately dispersed. But I saw that at the bottom of the pottery urn, the Liujia arrow was nailed to a small boy who was two fingers high. The boy was dressed as a hermit in the mountains and forests, and was pierced through his chest by a Liujia arrow, but he couldn't die for a while, he just kept struggling.

Beside this green scarf boy, there was also a white-headed old man who was not much taller than him, dressed in a gray and white variegated cloth fur, holding a dove cane in his hand, looking like an old man in the village. The old man, who was no taller than chopsticks, originally wanted to run, but Wei Ye only shook the sword trick, and a ring of fire encircled him, and he couldn't retreat, and he also shouted "Immortal Master spare his life!" at the moment, so he lay on the ground and didn't dare to move.

Wei Ye didn't bother to ask now, "Who is the surname, what is the origin, what is the original form", and slapped the Lantian jade incense box in his sleeve, and the toad Wang Chao, who had been studying the mixed yuan ruyi method, took the lead in replying: "So that the immortals can know that these two old men are some heads." The drinking dew with a green scarf was originally a green cicada in the mountains. That year, when Shangxian you hired Mrs. Diyi, the god soldier who transported the wine was unstable, and spilled some of the Ruilu fairy wine made of Linglu on a candle night flower, but unfortunately this guy was about to die at that time, and was lying on the side of the road to earn his life, but he was lucky, and drank all the Ruilu fairy wine that was spilled, so he got a creation and cultivated into this appearance. He has never drunk the juice of non-spirit wood, and after so many years, he has almost grown into a good material for medicine and alchemy......"

This latter sentence is a deliberate ghost by Wang Chao, the stone toad. He secretly pondered: "Seeing that this drinking dew is no longer alive, this guy only feeds on elixirs and morning dew on weekdays, and this original body is the most nourishing." This time, he wanted to open meat and drink human blood, but he couldn't drink the blood, and his life was sent instead. It's better to cheapen you Buddha and me, swallow him even with the belt shell, and at least increase the Taoism by three or five points. ”

In this Shi Toad Spirit, when he came to the point of Helan Gong, he couldn't take any elixir to increase his merits. In fact, in addition to the immortal medicine produced in the lower capital of the Emperor of Heaven, Kunlun Hanging Garden, and the three islands and ten continents overseas, this ordinary elixir has no effect on the heavy gods of Helan Gong's level, even if he gets the elixir, he often rewards the servants around him. So this benefit, isn't it all cheaper?

Thinking about it this way, it is really reasonable and convincing, but there is one thing that he really misestimates from the root. Wei Ye is not Helan Gong at all, his family is not very rich, and he does not have the habit of being a loser who comes to reward the contract demon servant when he gets a good thing. Wei Ye just took out a medicine box copied from Jiang Youhuan, put away the drinking dew that gradually couldn't maintain its human shape, and then pasted a Taiping Sutra chapter and sentence to seal it, and then looked at the pocket-sized old man who was lying on the ground and asking for mercy with deep meaning.

The old man who was kneeling on the ground next to him felt this ill-intentioned gaze, and immediately cried: "The little old man was born in response to the essence of the void star, and he is only over two hundred years old so far, his skin is wrinkled and his flesh is not delicious, and it is not suitable for Danding to be smelted into medicine, Shangxian Mingjian!"