The sunlight dodged through the layers of blockages, stubbornly burrowed through the cracks in the leaves, and embraced the ground intimately. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The thick dead leaves and rotten branches on the surface of the woodland are like laying a layer of mat on the woods, fluffy and soft, which is the precipitation of the years.

In the middle of the woodland, a man lay motionless.

Although most of his face was covered by scratches and blood, he could still tell that it was a young man, his eyebrows black and long, stubbornly raised like a sword, and like the outstretched wings of a wild duck on a lake. On the young man's body, the blue-gray robe was torn, and it could barely be seen that it was a Taoist robe, and the Taoist robe was torn in many places, revealing the white underwear inside. Below the waist, the robe was torn into long strips of fine cloth, which had a bit of grass skirt charm.

From afar, the boy seems to be enjoying an afternoon sleep in the woods.

However, the few strands of blue-gray cloth hanging from the branches in the heights, and the obvious scratches on the boy's bare skin, all show that the truth is far from so warm.

His eyelids trembled, and a pair of dark and deep eyes slowly opened under his thick eyebrows, with a little confusion.

Tang Chen woke up from his slumber and gradually regained consciousness.

He quickly remembered the last thing he had seen before he fell unconscious: the trees on the top of the mountain, the reddish-brown cliffs, and everything he could see, all of them rapidly retreating, the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, and his body falling to the ground under the pull of gravity. When the fear exceeds the limit of tolerance, the body automatically enters a coma......

"Am I dead?"

Look around.

The speckled sunlight, the vibrant foliage, and the fresh smell of the mountains and forests are very different from the eerie and terrifying dungeons of the legend. The soreness and pain that came from all over his body finally convinced the boy that he was still alive.

The dense canopy of the tree overhead, countless weak branches and leaves cast a buffer zone up to tens of meters high, absorbing and decomposing the huge kinetic energy generated during the fall layer by layer, playing the role of a shock-absorbing rope. The thick layer of rotten leaves on the ground is a natural protective pad to prevent the juvenile from being more seriously injured.

Tang Chen began to check his physical condition.

Starting with the fingers, the fingers twist and bend, then the hands, forearms, upper arms, feet, legs, chest, back, hips, ...... He is extremely patient and conscientious, and although the examination is slower, he is effective in avoiding the risk of possible aggravation of injuries.

After a long time, Tang Chen let out a long breath.

Initial examination showed that the internal organs were in good condition except for some scratch marks and that there were no headache fractures. Falling off a cliff was only a minor injury, but in any case, it was definitely a matter of good fortune.

Suddenly, he noticed a small patch of blood underneath him.

Blood soaked through his clothes and stuck to his skin, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Tang Chen's face suddenly turned pale.

Bloodstains represent injury.

It wasn't the bloodstain itself that scared him, but the location of the bloodstain: under the buttocks.

Don't......

The ominous premonition gnawed at his mind like a poisonous snake, Tang Chen's mind was blank, his face turned from pale to dead ashes, his whole body was trembling slightly, and his hairs stood on end. In extreme uneasiness, he suppressed the fear in his heart, lifted the skirt-like robe, loosened the belt of his trousers, hesitated for a while, he finally closed his eyes, and slowly reached his hand inside, although slowly, but resolutely enough.

Life or death, there must be an answer!

Suddenly, two thick eyebrows rose at the same time, and his eyes suddenly opened, looking inside through the gap.

A moment later, there was an indistinct grunt in his throat, as if he was laughing, as if he was crying. Cold sweat has long soaked the whole body, but the face is so thick that it can't be dissolved with happiness and satisfaction, and there is a fear of escaping death, the starry eyes bloom with a moving look, and every eyelash seems to be cheering in oblivion.

The little friend was safe and sound, the most feared thing did not happen, Tang Chen's mood was unprecedentedly relaxed, and then he found that there was not even a wound between his waist and legs. The source of the blood stains was a cloth bag pressed under him, which was originally pinned to his waist, but when he landed, it was pressed under him, and the blood seeped out of the bag and stuck to the boy's legs, which eventually caused him to experience the previous moment of horror.

"Nima, I'm scared to death!"

Untie the mouth of the bag, and a rabbit's head is quickly revealed.

Tang Chen casually pulled it a few times, revealing a look of regret, and said to himself: "It took more than ten days to catch it, and it just died, I hope it won't affect the taste." ”

It is recorded in the "Duoyi Lu": the grass rabbit, a spirit animal, timid, alert, action like the wind, is a special product of the grass family peak in the Dadong Mountains. The meat of the grass rabbit is extremely delicious, it is delicious in the world, and it is suitable for stewing......

In order to eat the grass rabbit, he went deep into the Dadong Mountains alone for hundreds of miles, laid bait and traps, squatted for more than ten days and finally got something, although the rabbit did not directly step on the trap, but he was forced to the top of the cliff and captured it alive. It's a pity that he was so happy and sad that when he was about to retreat, his feet slipped and almost let the captured rabbit pull on his back.

Re-fastening the mouth of the bag, looking at the scratches on his hands, Tang Chen muttered to himself: "In the sect, I was regarded by the elders as a typical example of not doing my job, and I also fell off the cliff when I wanted to get some ingredients for the tooth sacrifice, and finally found that I had a habit, if depravity is also a habit...... It's so different!"

The valve of thoughts was opened in an instant, and memories flowed in Tang Chen's heart like tap water.

An 18-year-old college student who has just stepped onto a college campus, and it was a good time when the air was filled with hormones, and he was in the mood for his first date with the goddess in the evening. In order to recuperate, he deliberately took a nap, but when he woke up, he was shocked to find that he had become a little monk who had not grown all his hair.

I went on my first date in my life, and I passed by like this......

It was a completely different place from the world he was familiar with.

The monks and demons clashed frequently, and the battles continued. The monks are not monolithic inside, whether it is the five giants who are in charge of the Five Realms and Heavens, or the various sects of the cultivation realm, it is not uncommon for them to compete for resources. The strong determine the order and rules, and whoever has a big enough fist represents the truth.

To put it simply, strength is respected, and the weak eat the strong.

Devoting all of your time to cultivation and working to improve your strength is the only way to improve your status and power. But Tang Chen had no intention of becoming a cultivation maniac, even if Shou Yuan would improve with his cultivation.

The strength of cultivation is often directly proportional to the time invested, and it is common to practice penance in retreat for many years.

Tang Chen once did a calculation problem: he subtracted the longevity that could be increased during the foundation building period from the cultivation time required to invest from refining qi to building the foundation, and the answer was a dazzling negative number. Therefore, this guy openly declared that cultivation is completely a cocooned and self-restraint, and that the gains outweigh the losses, and that instead of violating the natural penance, it is better to cherish the precious life, enjoy life, and have fun in time......

His conclusion subverted everyone's cognition and was unanimously reprimanded by his teachers.

If things are really as he says, why have people still cultivated for thousands of years? Someone soon pointed out that his method of calculation is debatable: If you are only willing to spend one or two hours a day meditating, and the rest of the time is spent eating, drinking, and having fun, then it is definitely not cultivation, but herding sheep.

But Tang Chen always insisted on his own views and put them into action.

He doesn't like cultivation and is obsessed with food.

The Spirit Valley Spirit Fruit Spirit Beasts were all something Tang Chen had never tasted. Later, he flipped through the sect classics room to a book of "Duo Yi Lu", which recorded a variety of food information, all kinds of ingredients that had never been seen before, and the delicate description of the taste of food in the book, which made him salivate and his eyes opened. So the foodie quickly established a new goal in life: to eat all the delicacies recorded in "Duo Yi Lu"!

Having such a disciple is tantamount to a disaster for the Thousand Fu Sect.

Remembering that he was young and ignorant, and his cultivation talent was acceptable, the elders of the sect began to save the lost teenagers in various ways in the spirit of curing diseases and saving people. or bitter mouth, or horizontal eyebrows and angry reprimands, or grounded and confined, and finally fell into despair The master even used force to brutally beat the young man's pink little ass with his palm, but the young man still did not change his original intention, resolutely did not retract the fallacy, and swore to defend the "theory of uselessness in cultivation". This guy's true character as a foodie gradually emerged, and he was idle all day long, and often made some delicious food to lure the disciples, instigated everyone to look up to him, and even planned to hold a cooking exchange conference......

Seeing that the wind may collapse, in order to avoid the appearance of more foodies, the elders of the division have to make up their minds.

It is a complete failure to treat the sick and save people, but it can also punish the former and the latter, and the teacher requires the deviant problem teenager to go out to travel. In fact, everyone understands that the so-called traveling is actually expelled from the sect in disguise, and the sect did not say anything to death, perhaps just to take care of Master Tang Chen's face. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the master had been excusing him, the troubled boy would have been swept out of the house.

When leaving, the master watched silently inside the mountain gate.

The master was heartbroken by the sudden sinking of the boy.

The master couldn't accept that the well-behaved and obedient disciple since he was a child, his temperament changed suddenly after a serious illness, as if he had changed people. The boy used to be unassertive and never disobedient to himself, but now he is terribly stubborn. Where did all those strange theories and unheard of cooking knowledge come from?

Tang Chen was speechless, the master was good to him, but he also had a last resort.

For a foodie who aspires to eat all the delicacies on "Duo Yi Lu", giving up the world's delicacies because of cultivation is purely a cruel and inhumane act of self-harm, which is completely unacceptable. Instead of reluctantly being together and suffering for life, it is better to make a decision early and not delay each other.

The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

After leaving the master's door, this guy carried the tableware on his back and began a gluttonous journey in all directions.

That year, the boy was twelve years old.

"It's been three years since I came to this world, and the years are really a pig-killing ......knife," Tang Chen sighed.

After eating some dry food, his body regained some strength a little, and regardless of the soreness all over his body, Tang Chen forced himself to get up. He wanted to find his way out before the sun went down.

At the foot of the cliff, Tang Chen found a pool of clear water.

The water is clear and sweet. After Tang Chen drank enough, he washed his whole body cleanly, and treated the wound by the waterhole to ensure that the smell of blood would not attract wild beasts before continuing on the road.

It was getting dark, and there was no exit to be found.

There were also some discoveries that made Tang Chen's mood heavy.

Judging from the trend of the cliffs and the distribution of the trees, this seems to be a desperate valley!

After walking for so long, his eyes were full of lush trees, and it looked like a vibrant forest, but Tang Chen always felt that something was missing, but he couldn't say why for a while.

Tang Chen suddenly stopped, chilling all over.

He finally realized the problem!

There were no birds, animals, bees, butterflies and insects, and along the way, Tang Chen didn't see any animals. The wind shook the leaves and made a rustling sound, but he never heard the insects and birds that should be in the forest! Tang Chen rushed all the way back to the waterhole, trying to find one or two fish in the pool, to prove that this was not a forbidden area for animals, and to give himself a little comfort, but no matter how hard he tried, he still found nothing, and there was no trace of animals drinking water by the pool.

As a monk, even a fifth-level Qi refining cultivator could quickly perceive a water source through his divine sense, Tang Chen had a wealth of experience in surviving in the wild, and he was very sure that this might be the only water source nearby.

The only source of water, but no animals come to drink......

The last rays of sunlight disappeared in the forest.

Tang Chen's heart was like this forest, gradually falling into darkness.