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The old people in the village said that ten years ago, there was a night of thunder and lightning, flash floods, and even caused a mudslide, at this time, a boulder fell from the sky, smashed the head of the mudslide, saved the life of the villagers, it is this bluestone.

The big bluestone is backed by a mountain locust tree, the crown of the mountain locust tree is extremely stretched, covering the whole bluestone, and when the sun rises, there happens to be a shade that the sun can't shine on, Zibaifeng always sits here, recites poetry, and waits until sunset, and will go back.

For a long time, there is a piece of big bluestone that has been ground exceptionally smooth, if it is not for the thick accumulation of the other son of the cypress wind, there will not be the thin hair of the son of the white wind.

It's just that since Zi Baifeng went to the city and went to the academy, he rarely came here, and after the college exam, it was the first time to come.

Walking forward along the path, Zibai Feng looked up, but he couldn't help but sigh, and when he looked at it, he opened his mouth wide, and the whole person was stunned.

Heaven and earth have aura, but it is difficult to see it. Because of the porcelain piece in the center of his eyebrows that is like a blue flame burning, Zi Baifeng has a pair of discerning eyes that can see the aura, but he can't see the aura of heaven and earth, because the aura is indifferent, and it needs to be specially gathered to be able to see it.

For example, the galloping horse stone that has been infected by many people's desire to return home, such as the clan elder Yan Lao Wu, in addition, even Uncle Zhu and his own father have never had the shining spiritual light, but now, Zi Baifeng has seen it here again.

It was the big bluestone—the bluestone the size of half a house—shrouded in a light that was so rich that it was like substance.

It is not accurate to say that it is light, it should be said to be a glowing spiritual current.

The huge bluestone is like a big turtle breathing, and when you breathe it out, it surges. It's like a beating heart, and when it shrinks, the aura flows like blood.

If the galloping horse stone is used to discuss the level, it should be in the early stage of the first order of the monster "ink marks", the difference between it and the mortal stone is that it has absorbed the obsessions of many people, and exists in the body, these auras and obsessions are not supernatural compared with the aura produced by the demon cultivation formula, and it cannot drive it to act, but after being ignited by Zi Baifeng's demon cultivation formula, it is like lighting a candle with a match, and all the gathered aura and obsession have been detonated, and finally turned into a galloping horse, and those aura were vented in an instant. Although it seems to be extremely wonderful, in fact, it is the magic of the demon cultivation technique, not the galloping horse stone, it just acts according to the purpose given by the demon cultivation formula, and it has no mind of its own at all, and it has not become a real demon at all.

And this bluestone in front of me looks like bluestone, it feels like bluestone, and it is bluestone when bitten, but this bluestone has really become a demon.

Xiao Shi's eyes widened, looking at Zi Baifeng in front of him on the big stone, touching, smelling, and biting, and couldn't help but go up and bite it - he almost knocked his teeth down, and there was only one thought in his heart: "It's bad, my brother was beaten stupid by Uncle Zhuzi!"

Zi Baifeng took a step back, looked at the big bluestone in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh.

This laughter suddenly caused a roar, the mountains were laughing, the earth was laughing, the brook was laughing, but the most important thing was that the stones in front of him were laughing.

Zi Baifeng suddenly understood what he was responding to when he laughed loudly at the Galloping Horse Stone.

It's it! It's this big rock! It's this big bluestone that accompanies itself day and night! It's laughing, laughing at its own return!

Bursts of laughter, coming from the big bluestones, shook the earth, shook the mountains, shook the streams, shook the air, and even shook the clouds in the sky.

"Who is laughing?" In the mountain village, in the school, a person couldn't help but poke his head out, touched his head, and looked around in confusion.

"Brother...... What are you laughing at?" the little stone was confused, "this big stone ...... Why is it laughing? Is it ......?"

Before the word monster could be spoken, Zi Baifeng hurriedly said: "No, this is an echo." ”

Zi Baifeng took two steps back, pointed to the stone and said: "You see, this stone is exactly an arc shape, reflecting my laughter, and the surrounding peaks also happen to besiege the arc shape, which causes the resonance of the mountain peaks, so the sound has become so huge, small stone, I tell you, this is called science." ”

"What is science??" Little Stone was dazed.

"Of course not. Zi Baifeng hugged Xiao Shi and told him the principle of echoes, but Xiao Shi listened to it with relish, nodded again and again, and was fascinated by "science".

Zi Baifeng here is talking about science in his mouth, but what he is thinking about in his head is completely unscientific things.

He was watching, feeling, and wanted to know how the big bluestone of Lu Dao became a demon.

A big bluestone, without a special shape, is not on a lonely cliff, not in the deep sea, not in the place of Lingxiu, is such an ordinary big stone, why does it become a demon?

Seeing that Zi Baifeng was a little distracted again, Xiaoshi opened the wooden box, took out a small wooden bucket, ran to the creek, pouted and beat a bucket of water, handed it to Zi Baifeng, and said, "Brother, you practice calligraphy." ”

"Yes, practice calligraphy!" Zi Baifeng suddenly slapped his face.

This stone, this stream, this mountain locust tree, no eyes, no ears, if there is no "Demon Raising Formula", the monster wants to become a demon, it can only accumulate over time, feel the aura of heaven and earth or the obsession of human beings. But this is not a beautiful place, there is no love between heaven and earth, no one comes and goes, and only Zi Baifeng can feel it. In the same case, why did Da Qingshi become a demon?

In the final analysis, the crux of this is in Zi Baifeng's "word".

Every day, I was dipped in water and wrote on the rocks, the rocks were tough and I didn't feel it, but the water gradually seeped into the hearts of the rocks.

In addition, there is sunshine, the sun has dried away the water, but it has also left traces of water, which is left on this bluestone, once a day, day after day.

Over time, he has artificially accumulated countless "opportunities" for this bluestone, which is Zi Baifeng's inadvertently "one yuan turned into ink marks".

Ten years of spring and autumn, ten years of cold windows, one person and one stone, in this way, continue to progress.

And when this stone slowly passed the first realm, the second realm, and entered the third realm, Qingshi began to spontaneously exhale aura, and Zi Baifeng bathed in this aura all day long, and was nourished by the aura unconsciously, so over the years, Zi Baifeng has a strong body and no disease. Occasionally resting on the boulder, I have never suffered from wind and cold, rain and dew, and have more energy and time to study.

All of this is because of this big bluestone.

Count carefully, but I don't know whether it is Zi Baifeng who has achieved this big bluestone, or this big bluestone that has made Zi Baifeng.

"Thanks, Uncle Qingshi. Zi Baifeng patted the bluestone gently, and his hand was as warm as jade. Qingshi has existed for an unknown number of years, but he has not lost Zi Baifeng by calling his uncle. Then he turned around and picked up a locust branch that had fallen to the ground, dipped it in water, silently carried the trick of "unification", and began to write.

"Twelve Tips for Raising Demons" Zi Baifeng understands the six tips, but Zi Baifeng himself is only a mortal, because his own aura is thin, and what he can really use now is just this trick.

As the lines of handwriting spread on the bluestone, what flowed out was Zi Baifeng's wisdom, and a wisp of aura also flowed from Qingshi's body into Zi Baifeng's body. The aura that had been lost because it had been infused with the galloping horse stone before gradually filled up again.

When Zi Baifeng wrote all the front of the entire bluestone, he felt a strange bulge, as if something was about to erupt from his body.

Zi Baifeng had heard a lot of legends about monsters before, but he had never heard of it, and it turned out that the symbiosis of demons could have so many benefits. However, he had never heard of the fact that youkai could be raised in this way. Human beings themselves will give birth to all kinds of wisdom, but youkai themselves will give birth to aura, and it seems natural that human beings give wisdom and get aura, and this kind of harmony seems to be natural.

Qingshi has such a good effect, Zi Baifeng began to think about how to let others enjoy such benefits.

He turned his head to look, Xiao Shi took off his pants, carried a small wooden bucket, and was catching fish and shrimp in the stream, he was not far from Qingshi, and a trace of aura was also immersed in Xiao Shi's body. Although the weather is getting hotter, the stream is cold, and in the past, when the small stones stood in it for a while, they would grin and climb up, but now they have indeed played for a long time and do not cry cold.

Zibai couldn't help but think of the wrinkles on his father's forehead, the fishtail at the corners of his eyes, and the white hair on the top of his head.

It would be nice if I could move Uncle Qingshi to my yard.

I have to find a way to help my dad raise a monster.

But Daddy has so many prejudices about monsters, which is a troublesome thing.

Maybe it was because he was nourished by the aura, before noon, Zi Baifeng's face was swollen, he went home for lunch, and sneaked into the office in the afternoon, ready to make feces. Little Rock Ben also followed, but it was quickly smoked away by various moldy documents.

The smell of moldy parchment, tsk......

Zi Baifeng couldn't escape, he took apart the documents one by one and spread them on the table, and began to check them.

At this moment, Zi Baifeng misses the paperless office of the previous life very much. He soon found that it didn't matter if he didn't, he never forgot it, he quickly glanced at it, and memorized it again, as if it was imprinted in his mind.

It's so convenient, Lao Tzu is really a genius!

Zi Baifeng is so proud.

However, he soon found that although his memory is good, his analysis and calculation skills are nothing special, even if he remembers, he must revisit it to really understand the meaning, and those numbers are not something that his simple mental arithmetic can deal with.

What's going on, this is clearly a hard village!