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Hearing this, she rolled her eyes, wasting her emotions.
Later, probably because they were all immersed in the scene of their phantom bodies traveling through the universe, they stopped chatting.
The yard fell silent until Director Zhao Qi and four destined people all pushed the door open and came out, then the noise returned.
They all held an iron axe in their hands and gathered in the courtyard, waiting for Fellow Daoist Liu to lead the way.
About half an hour later, Fellow Daoist Liu came into the courtyard carrying a wooden tray and placed breakfast on the table. He said that he would show them the way to the restaurant in the evening and that they could just go there at mealtime in the future.
After swallowing their breakfast, everyone looked at Fellow Daoist Liu with expectant eyes, like kindergarten children about to go on a spring outing.
Knowing what they were expecting, Fellow Daoist Liu smiled and said, "It just so happens that everyone is here. I will tell you about some matters that the mountain gate needs to pay attention to."
"The first rule is that you are not allowed to go out before Master Uncle goes for a walk."
"Who is Master?"
"coming."
They looked up into the sky in the direction of Fellow Daoist Liu's finger.
The clear blue sky just now was suddenly filled with clouds and turned into a vast expanse of white.
"howl--"
A loud cry broke through the air, and soon after, a giant bird with folded wings swooped out from the thick fog like a sharp arrow.
The giant bird's wings are fiery red with a hint of golden yellow, its beak has a barb, and its eyes are as deep as the starry sky.
It spread its wings and flew over overhead. The shadow cast by its vast figure covered the entire mountain. It was as if a solar eclipse was in the sky and night was falling suddenly.
"howl--"
The loud bird calls faded away, and the light once again fell on the top of the mountain.
Luo Xiling came to her senses after a trance: "Is this my uncle?"
"That's right." Fellow Daoist Liu smiled, "It was Master who sent you here yesterday."
"But the one who sent us yesterday was Kunpeng... Kunpeng?" Ye Ming thought thoughtfully.
So that’s how it is, so that’s how it is…transform into Peng!
As if to verify his idea, the giant bird was filled with light.
By the time everyone, who had instinctively covered their eyes, put down their hands, the big fish had already leaped in the sea of clouds on the mountainside.
"Woo——"
With a deep and melodious cry, the big fish dived into the sea of clouds and disappeared.
"Farewell, uncle." Fellow Daoist Liu bowed politely.
After finishing, he turned around and said to the people behind him: "From now on, you must follow my etiquette to see off your uncle every day."
Hearing this, Luo Xiling asked curiously: "What if I forget?"
"Haha, Miss Luo, Master is not very magnanimous... ahem..."
He suddenly interrupted himself halfway through his speech, clearing his throat and turning his head to look at the sea of clouds on the mountainside. Seeing nothing, he breathed a sigh of relief:
"Although the master is broad-minded, he hates his disciples to be rude and disrespectful, so he must treat them with courtesy every day."
Perhaps fearing that they would not take it seriously, Fellow Daoist Liu lowered his voice and emphasized, "Before, a new disciple neglected it for three consecutive days, and was then pressed under the mountain by the master for three hundred years. Remember this, remember this."
Everyone gasped. One hundred years in one day? Who can stand this?
Zhao Qi quickly ran forward and asked: "Master, do you go out for a walk every day?"
"That's right." Fellow Daoist Liu looked around cautiously and said, "Master Uncle feels that his body is extremely beautiful and unparalleled in the world, so he swims in the sea of clouds every morning so that the disciples of the mountain sect can have the honor of seeing him."
Everyone looked at each other in silence, it turned out that he was a conceited Kunpeng.
The key is that they can still fight, and you have no choice but to obey.
"Everyone, please."
Fellow Daoist Liu woke them up, turned around and walked out the door, and everyone followed immediately.
After leaving the courtyard, he turned in the corridor and went out through a side door.
We continued to climb up the rugged mountain road for about half an hour and arrived at a forest.
"The place for cultivation is right here, everyone should be diligent."
After saying this, he went down the mountain without looking back.
With the iron axe on his shoulder, Zhao Qi looked around: "The door we just came out of seems to be the back door. Is this the back mountain?"
"No doubt about it." The director, with a beer belly, walked to a tree that two people could hug, raised his axe and chopped it diagonally at the root of the tree, "Get to work!"
“It’s cultivation!”
As Zhao Qi spoke, he swung his axe and went forward to help, but the director was very dissatisfied and drove him away, threatening to deduct his salary if he disrupted his practice again.
Here, Ye Ming stood in front of the tree. He didn't rush to work. He raised his hand and gently stroked the rough bark texture of the tree trunk. He picked up the withered yellow leaves at his feet and looked at them carefully.
"What's wrong?" Noticing his unusual behavior, Lin Miao and Yue Ruo walked over together.
"I don't know much about plant species." He handed the yellow leaf to the two of them, "Take a look and see if there are any similar trees on Blue Star."
Taking it in his hand, Yue Ruo squinted and stared at the lines on the surface of the leaf: "It seems... it seems not."
"Not sure?"
"Please, there are more than 60,000 species of trees on Blue Planet, and this leaf is not a common species. Unless we use a computer to compare it, or find a plant expert, he will also have to look up information to confirm it."
Lin Miao said, "Why are you curious about the tree?"
It is not clear how long the mountain gate has been established, so it is normal that there are some plants that have died on Blue Star. "
"Too."
"If you really can't let it go." Yue Ruo put the leaf in his pocket, "Just take one back and compare it with the computer."
"Don't!"
Grabbing the yellow leaf and throwing it away, Ye Ming said, "Wait until Immortal Xu comes and ask him first."
"alright."
Putting aside the matter of fallen leaves, the few of them each found a tree and started swinging their axes.
After they entered the mountain gate, their cell phones stopped working and they were in a hurry to leave, so they didn't even bring a mechanical watch or anything.
In addition, there is no sun in the sky as a reference, so it is unknown how much time has passed.
I had to keep chopping until my clothes were soaked with sweat and my stomach growled in protest.
We were so hungry that we could barely lift the axe, let alone chop trees.
Even though Luo Xiling had an excellent physique, she only drank a bowl of porridge in the morning, and now she was leaning against a tree, looking like she was about to die.
Everyone sat scattered in the woods, with their backs against their own trees.
The director gasped, "Damn it, it really is getting old. If I were young, I would have chopped it off with a few axes."
As he spoke, he patted the tree behind him.
"It's been a whole morning, right?" Zhao Qi wiped the sweat off his forehead. "I don't think there's any change in my body."
"Do you think practicing is like eating? You'll be full after just one bowl."
"Stop talking. I told you I'm hungry." Luo Xiling, who was limp, supported herself on the ground and sat up a little. "When will Brother Liu call us for dinner?"
"If I remember correctly, Fellow Daoist Liu said that he would take us to a restaurant in the evening."
"Ah? It's dark?"
"I've been chopping trees for at least three hours and no one has come. I guess it's time."
"It's so hot, so hungry and so thirsty." Luo Xiling slid down the tree trunk to the ground.
"howl--"
Suddenly, a bird chirped in the sky. Everyone came to their senses and remembered Daoist Fellow Liu's warning. They were shocked and hurriedly got up, imitating his gestures and bowing:
"Master...we are not disciples of the mountain sect, how can we call you that?"
"Is he an immortal?"
"I can see it."
After discussing it, they said, “See you back, Immortal.”
"howl--"
The chirping sound came from above my head and gradually became weaker.
Should be gone.
Everyone relaxed and prepared to sit back at the tree roots to rest.
But before he could bend his knees, his vision suddenly went dark.
I looked up subconsciously and saw a fiery red wing floating down.
"Feather?" Luo Xiling stood right below, raised her hands to catch it, "Is it time for Master Uncle to molt?"
"Nonsense." The director also came to help.
As the wings slowly approached, they realized something was wrong and went over to help.
“Shit!” His palm sank, and Zhao Qi raised his head and screamed, “It’s so heavy!”
They were so hungry that they had no strength left, so they quickly put the feather on the ground.
After walking around the perimeter, he put his hands on his hips and said, "It's bigger than my double bed!"
"What did Master Uncle give us a feather for?" Luo Xiling squatted down and poked it lightly with her index finger, "Can we eat it?"
“It doesn’t look like that…huh?”
Ye Ming grasped a handful of soft hair and kneaded it, and was surprised to find that water seeped out, wetting his hands.
He brought his palm close to his nose and sniffed: "What a nice smell!"
The tempting fragrance squeezed into my nasal cavity, making my already empty stomach growl even more joyfully.