However, he has nothing else to do except meditate and cultivate, he panics every day, Cao Gu misestimated his condition, and thought that he would be able to fully recover in three or five months, but now that five months have passed, Hai Fugui still only recovers to the level of condensation, Cao Gu misestimated his physical fitness, originally thought that Hai Fugui's cultivation speed was extremely fast, presumably the meridian talent was excellent, how did he know that Hai Fugui's physical talent did not match his cultivation speed at all, he was just that the origin of his divine soul was far greater than that of ordinary people.

Fortunately, now the meridian acupuncture points are evenly restored, and the central meridians are almost good, and they can move freely. After recovering to the Condensation Realm, it would be much easier, and within a month, he would be able to return to the Refining Gang Realm before the injury.

However, Hai Fugui didn't have time to wait, two months ago, he took the last Youtan Condensing Heart Pill, and his one-year deadline was almost up.

Hai Fugui came to Taiwei Palace and said goodbye to his master, perhaps this is the last farewell.

Yichen looked at the disciple in front of him and said, "Before the cultivation was restored, I went out in a hurry, but what happened?"

"Nope. Hai Fugui bowed his head and replied, "The disciple promised a fellow Taoist to go to Miaojiang, and he didn't want to miss the appointment. ”

"That's it!" Yichen sighed and said, "You haven't escaped the calamity, but you have already experienced several life and death calamities, and I don't know if it is the calamity that you should have, or the chaos of the Heavenly Dao imposed on you. ”

"The disciple obeys the teacher's orders. ”

When Hai Fugui was about to walk out of Taiwei Palace, Yichen wanted to speak several times, and finally spoke: "Ling Que, if you encounter an irresolvable change, remember to go back to Shu Mountain, after all, Shu Mountain has a thousand-year heritage, and there are not many things that cannot be handled." ”

Hai Fugui left Shushan again, this time extremely simply.

When passing by Aokiju, Hai Fugui hesitated for a while, but in the end he didn't go in, and went directly to Moonlight City.

Hai Fugui first went to visit Haitang, the head of the Wuyue Temple, and reported to her that the wine glass Jiuxia was successfully sent to the hands of a poor master. As expected, Begonia asked a lot about poverty. Seeing Hai Fugui's little woman's face, he became more and more sure that there is definitely an unusual ambiguous relationship between Uncle Yi and Haitang, the relationship between these two people has been brewing for decades, and I don't know if there will be results?

The cold valley is still the same as it was, the climate is pleasant, blooming with colorful flowers, all kinds of small animals playing and playing, the white-clothed holy aunt is still in the pavilion, sitting cross-legged, next to the low stone table there is a pot of tea, two cups, everything is so quiet and natural.

"You're here. ”

"Hmm. Hai Fugui looked around the valley and said, "Holy aunt, your cold valley is like spring all year round, with birds singing and fragrant flowers, but you always feel that something is missing. ”

"Oh, what's missing?" asked the Holy Aunt Gujing.

Hai Fugui thought for a while, and seemed to suddenly open up, and said: "Yes! It's popular, it's too quiet here." ”

"If you live alone for a long time, you get used to it. ”

Well, since the house has reached this point, I have nothing to say, Hai Fugui turned to say: "Holy Aunt, is there anything to serve you? For example, which piece of medicine garden vegetable field weeds and insects, cleaning the empty room that has not been lived in for a long time, or carrying water and chopping firewood?"

"Hai Gongzi, aren't you worried about your condition at all?" asked the Holy Aunt with some curiosity.

Hai Fugui smiled and replied: "Aren't you here with Holy Aunt, what else do I have to worry about." His somewhat deceitful answer blocked all the last words of the holy aunt.

I have never seen such an irresponsible person as you, the holy aunt sighed in her heart, and had to say: "The treatment time this time is a bit long, you go and clean the wing room where you lived last time, maybe you have to live here for a while." ”

"Oh, okay. Hai Fugui turned to leave, found a broom and a rag, and hummed a song that the Holy Aunt had never heard, looking like a person who knew that he was about to die. The Holy Aunt couldn't see through this young Taoist, she could be sure that he was a greedy person who was afraid of death, but when death really came, he could face it calmly, and everything seemed so natural and reasonable to him.

Hai Fugui found that this house had not been inhabited for almost a year, it didn't seem to be dirty, there was no imaginary spider silk full of houses, and dust was covered with dust, Hai Fugui simply cleaned up, and lived in Hanxi Valley with peace of mind.

With Hai Fugui here, the kitchen that had not lit a fire for a long time was smoking again, and the holy aunt didn't want to waste his thoughts, so she took a few bites, and during the meal, the two seemed to have a very tacit understanding, not talking to each other, and not looking dull and embarrassed.

Hai Fugui has been in Hanxi Valley for two or three days, and he has not seen any treatment measures for the Holy Aunt, except for the occasional drying of herbs and grinding medicinal powder every day, he meditates in the wind pavilion, and seems to have forgotten the matter of healing Hai Fugui.

And Hai Fugui, a patient, is even more outrageous, either making all kinds of delicacies or making all kinds of gadgets every day. He saw that the kitchen water was inconvenient, so he used a bamboo pipe to connect the mountain spring, and saw that it was tedious and time-consuming for the Holy Aunt to grind the medicinal powder, so he spent three days according to the appearance in his memory, and made a waterwheel next to the stream. Hai Fugui couldn't help but admire her for her quick thinking and drawing inferences, and what made Hai Fugui praise in his heart was that he originally thought that this saint aunt with superb medical skills should be the kind of fairy figure who was far away from the worldly fireworks and did not touch the red dust, but he didn't expect that he always paid attention to the affairs of people's livelihood, and seemed to be extremely proficient.

It's just that Hai Fugui has occasionally felt sleepy in recent times. He has never felt sleepy since he attained the enlightenment, and when he is tired, he can meditate, breathe, and breathe. Otherwise, with his temperament, he may think that the poisonous fire of the divine soul is a non-existent thing.

He saw that the holy aunt often sat quietly in the wind pavilion, which was too quiet and boring, so he took a bamboo pipe to lead the water to the top of the pavilion, forming an artificial waterfall.

The water curtain hung in front of him, the flowing water was dingdong Yue'er, Hai Fugui wanted to give the Holy Aunt a surprise, and he did it, everything looked so beautiful, the Holy Aunt showed a rare surprise on her face, but Hai Fugui ignored one thing.

As soon as the mountain wind blew, the water curtain caught the two of them off guard, Hai Fugui had ice breath and waves around him, and the water droplets turned into ice beads as soon as they got close, scattered on the ground, making a tinkling sound. But the holy aunt was not as lucky as him, she was drenched, her clothes were soaked, and she was clinging to her body. Hai Fugui obviously felt the anger of the holy aunt, and before the other party went violent, he said: "Oh, I almost forgot, there is still soup stewed in the kitchen, I'll go and see it first." After speaking, he boyishly hugged his head and fled, leaving the holy aunt alone in the wind.

Hai Fugui searched for everything that could be eaten in the Cold Creek Valley, and with the reckless experience of accidentally cooking a thousand-year-old snow lingzhi last time, this time he learned to be obedient, and when he encountered ingredients that he was not sure of, he asked the holy aunt before picking.

"It's amazing that there is a lychee tree in this southwestern place. "The lychee tree that Hai Fugui found in a corner of the Cold Creek Valley is estimated to be more than ten years old. The lychees on the tree are not big and not yet fully ripe, but Hai Fugui has always eaten them raw to cooked, and they never wait for them to be fully ripe, and the tree will be bare.

picked the lychee, then took a wooden basin and made a basin of water, transported the frost spiritual power, twisted a spell, and waved it out with one palm, and the water instantly turned into ice.

When the holy aunt saw the pot of chilled lychees in front of her, she couldn't help but think, what was in the brain of this person in front of her, a good Taoist, with a variety of tongues, only stayed in the Cold Creek Valley for less than seven days, but she ate everything she could eat, and she changed her tricks and did not repeat it. But, having said that, the food he makes is really good.

"After this lychee is chilled, it is indeed cold and sweet and refreshing, and it is not flavorful, but it is like such a cold thing, which is more irritating to the stomach and intestines, and it is easy to hurt the body, so it is better to eat as little as possible. "It is worthy of being the holy hand of medicine, and the three sentences are not far from the industry.

Of course, at this time, Hai Fugui's cultivation is naturally unlikely to be diarrhea because of eating cold fruits, and the original intention of the holy aunt to say this is to persuade Hai Fugui to restrain his appetite and concentrate on cultivating the Tao.

Hai Fugui didn't think deeply, and even if he thought about it, he would think that he didn't know, so he asked: "Lychees grow in the humid and hot areas of the south, and it is difficult to survive in other places. Hai Fugui took a bite of it, and the feeling of frost and sweetness made him can't help but praise: "No wonder the ancients would say that when a concubine laughs on a red dust, no one knows that it is a lychee." ”

"Oh, this poem is simple and natural, subtle and wonderful, I don't know who the concubine is in the poem, is there any allusion in this?" asked the holy aunt curiously, involving allusions to women, especially beauties, and the holy aunt, who is also a woman, inevitably gossiped.

"Oh. Hai Fugui was suddenly dumbfounded, he couldn't say that it was Yang Guifei, so he had to say hesitantly, "This concubine thinks that the beauty of the north, yes, the famous beauty, especially likes to eat lychees, but the cold weather in the north does not produce lychees, so a local rich businessman dug out his heart to please the beauty, so he did not hesitate to spend 10,000 gold to pick lychees from the south, and sent fresh lychees non-stop, so that the Pomeranian smiled." I don't know if this lame allusion can be fooled.

After hearing this, the holy aunt said thoughtfully: "You Central Plains people are really knowledgeable, and such mundane things can be said so elegantly. ”

Hai Fugui had no choice but to say to Du Mu that he was sorry for the immeasurable Tianzun, a good famous poem that satirized current affairs, but it was distorted by Hai Fugui into a beautiful poem with elegance.