The sky is blue and the clouds are white, the small bridge is flowing water, the women are doing laundry, and the children are playing

A flock of black ducks swim leisurely, the youngest of them only a few months old, but it has distinctive pale yellow feathers that shimmer with a faint golden glow in the light of the setting sun.

Unlike other ducks, the duckling is much more naughty, it snuggles up to the mother duck, and from time to time it always turns its smart little eyes, look at this and that, and then rub its head against the mother, and the mother duck ignores it, and it naughtily goes to make a splash, and the water splashes everywhere.

Sometimes it floats leisurely like its older siblings, sometimes it deliberately falls to the bottom, and then rushes out of the water in excitement, which is very naughty.

As the sun sets, the women put away their washed clothes and call for their children to go home, and the old duck farmer also puts away the dry tobacco and picks up bamboo poles and beats the water to drive the ducks ashore.

"A flock of ducks swim in front of the door, come and count them, two, four, six, seven, eight, quack quack, quack, so many ducks, I can't count how many ducks, I can't count how many ducks"

The children sang nursery rhymes happily, running and singing, and sometimes someone picked up a small pebble on the ground and threw it at the ducks that had just come ashore, causing a "quack" scream.

The old peasant was distressed, pretending to be holding a bamboo pole to beat them, the children were so frightened that they quickly ran away, and did not forget to sing on the way: "Catch the duck grandfather with a white beard, sing and sing the duck duck song and fight the duck duck"

"These bunnies, I'm going to have to take your pants and spank you when I catch them. ”

The old farmer was angry and amused, and when he saw that the children had finished running, he waved the bamboo pole and continued to chase the ducks. After driving the ducks back to the farm, the old farmer went and picked up a dustpan of rice, and with a wave of his hands, spread the rice evenly on the ground.

When the ducks saw the food, they rushed over to grab the food, and the ducklings also happily rowed their little feet and ran quickly, but because they were the smallest, they could not compare with the other ducks, and there was no good position when they rushed there.

It tried desperately to squeeze in, but its body was too small to squeeze at all, and its little eyes rolled a little, and it cleverly chose another way, and began to pick and choose around the edges to eat.

Suddenly, he noticed a small round bead mixed in the food, about the size of a grain of rice, and the little duck was very curious, and from time to time he used his little feet to play with it, and the little bead was kicked and rolled around.

The little duck was interested, and he didn't go to grab food, so he kept chasing the beads and had a lot of fun.

It wasn't until the other ducks were full of food and made a satisfied cry of "quack" that it looked back, but suddenly a spirit, the duck feathers on its neck stood upright, for fear that the beads would be snatched by other ducks, and then there would be no play, so they hurriedly turned around and chased after the beads, and swallowed the beads into their stomachs.

In this way, it raised its head in satisfaction, and like a general returning from a great victory, it ran to eat the rice with its head held high.

That night, the duckling had a dream in which a small green bead rolled around in its body, and the duckling kept running after it, but could not catch up.

Suddenly, the little bead emitted a colorful light, which frightened the little duck into trembling, and hurriedly turned around and ran away.

"God, do you really want to destroy our Yanyun Sect? It's been a thousand years, it's been a thousand years, I've been waiting for a thousand years, and in the end, I ended up like this, and I was swallowed by a duck? Haha, the way of heaven is unfair, the way of heaven is unfair!"

The more Feng Chenzi thought about it, the more angry he became, and the little remaining Yuan Shen mana violently surged out, and the light emitted by the beads became more and more vigorous, and the little duck was so shocked that his feathers stood on end, and he screamed non-stop.

Feng Chenzi vented, the Yuan Shen seemed even more unstable, vaguely dissipated, and hurriedly gathered his mind, "No, I Feng Chenzi has been waiting for a thousand years, and I must not fall here, Yan Yunzong can't just disappear forever like this, even if it is a duck, I have to find a way to cultivate him into a truly powerful monk." ”

When he was dying, he escaped a trace of the Yuan Shen in the five dust Yuan Zhu, I thought that if anyone was lucky enough to swallow the bead into the belly, then his Yuan Shen could wake up, as long as he could wake up, no matter what the other party's talent was, he would give him all his money, quickly cultivate that person, and then with the help of that person, so as to achieve the hope of resurrection.

But he would never have thought that thousands of years had passed, and it was a duck that swallowed the Wuchen Yuanzhu in his belly, which made him unable to accept it for a while, which led to the previous venting.

But he quickly calmed down again, because he clearly knew that he must not die, as long as he died, rebuilding the mountain gate of Yanyun Sect would become a joke, so the little duck could not die either, because of the particularity of the Wuchen Yuan Bead, as long as the little duck died, he would also finish playing.

Just as Feng Chenzi was thinking wildly, the duckling suddenly "quacked" again.

"the fart, scream, I'm upset enough. As soon as he saw this duck, the anger in his heart rushed to his head.

The duckling stopped calling, and it stared at the beads curiously, because the beads not only made sounds, but it also understood, "Quack?"

"Quack, I'm your ancestor!"

The little duckling was very excited when he heard this, and hurriedly ran over and gently kicked the bead with his foot, "Quack quack." ”

"Get out of here, don't touch me!"

The duckling did not move, not only did not move, but also took a few steps back, but still stared at the beads curiously.

Feng Chenzi was angry and grief-stricken, and he thought about all kinds of thoughts one by one, but finally chose to fight, sighed helplessly, and his tone began to ease a lot, "Little duckling, come here." ”

The duckling quacked twice before walking lightly.

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher and practice spells with me?"

"Quack?" Even if the little duck could understand his words, what was "worship me as a teacher?"

Feng Chenzi couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile, "Alas, people are playing the piano to the cow, and I am thundering the duck!"

"Quack quack. The duckling barked a few more times, making the wind and dust upset again.

Seeing that the beads were silent, the duckling innocently "quacked" a few more times.

He was thinking about how to make this duck know how to cultivate, how to make it transform into a human form, and after racking his brains, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes, why did I forget this exercise?"

"Duckling, listen to me. ”

When the duckling saw that the beads made another sound, he was so excited that he "quacked" again.

"Don't scream, be quiet. ”

The little duck was afraid that the beads would never make a sound again, so he was too busy to shut up and not dare to make a sound.

Feng Chenzi found that he was going crazy, and even began to order a little duck! How unfair is the way of heaven! What nonsense!

After sighing for a while, he calmed down, and didn't care whether the little duck understood it or not, he just said, "The exercise I want to teach you now is called the Lotus Sutra, which is the main practice of cultivation, and the exercises are the most important to accumulate, so as to achieve thick accumulation."

He babbled for a long time, and the little duckling blinked innocent little eyes and looked at the beads, not daring to say a word, and he had no idea what the beads were talking about.

Feng Chenzi finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and the beads suddenly shone brightly, and a cyan aura quickly sank into the duckling's mind at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

Then the light dissipated, and it became an ordinary small bead the size of a grain of rice, and it was dull again.

The little duck suddenly felt a tingling pain in his brain, and woke up with a "quack", only to find that it was already dawn, and the mother duck and his brothers and sisters were already eating rice.

It looked at its mother and older siblings curiously, and quacked a few times, but no duck looked back at it.

The little duck whispered a few more times in frustration, and then ran over to eat the rice, as soon as the rice entered the stomach, it was quickly absorbed by the Wuchen Yuanzhu, and the Wuchen Yuanzhu, which was already without brilliance, actually emitted a faint aura.

Every night after that, the duckling would dream, and every time he dreamed of the bead, and then the bead would talk to him so many things, but he still couldn't understand it.

After a month, one day the old farmer suddenly walked into the duck's nest and forcibly took the duckling's mother away, and the other brothers and sisters were so frightened that they ran away.

But the little duck did not run, and the little eyes "quacked" with tears in his eyes, praying that the old farmer would release his mother.

But where would the old farmer understand its call? He didn't bother to pay attention to it, grabbed the mother duck and walked out of the nest.

As soon as the old farmer was gone, the other ducks, after a period of panic, began to wander again, and the duckling remained unmoved, and no matter how much it called, its brothers and sisters ignored it.

"Little duckling, don't be sad, this is your mission to be a duck, you were born to be eaten. ”

The little duck barked a few times unwillingly, and after this month's time, the little duckling's wisdom inspired a little more, compared to a month ago, it knew that its mother was gone, and it would not come back.

Feng Chenzi laughed hesitantly, and lured it step by step, "If you don't want to be like your mother, you have to escape from here as soon as possible, as long as you learn to cultivate, and then I will teach you another method of transforming into a human, and then you don't have to worry about being slaughtered." ”

The duckling quacked a few more times.

"Well, it's best if you think so, wait, and when the old farmer takes you out for a swim in the afternoon, you'll sneak away, and I'll tell you how to go." ”

"Quack quack. ”

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