The Son of Destiny always wants to attack me

After tossing around for so long and it was getting late, Yunzhu went to the backyard to tidy up her bedding.

He tidied up a place for himself in the warehouse. There was no extra bed, so he could only use a few old bamboo mats as a bed.

There was an unpleasant smell in the warehouse. The door was closed all year round. Even though he had opened the door to dry for a long time, that dull smell still lingered in his nostrils.

After tidying up the bedding, Yunzhu lifted the bucket from the well, and there was a basin of wild fruits frozen in it, which he picked in the mountains when he took time out. It was hot this day, so he could keep it in the well.

The five Immortals of the Wuji Sword Sect were different from the immortals he had imagined. Apart from their high strength, their minds were no different from ordinary people.

Thinking of the male cultivator surnamed Chen, Yunzhu raised his hand to rub the wound on his jaw, and sneered with the corners of his lips.

He didn't dare to say about other immortals, but it was Fatty Chen, so Yunzhu dared to assert that his strength was worse than before.

It's a pity that his cultivation base is not there, otherwise he would have called back long ago, so why should he be so aggrieved.

That guy seemed like he didn't know him, but the occasional glances he cast were full of malice. Yunzhu's decades of work were not in vain, so he naturally knew that Fatty Chen had bad intentions.

Thinking of this, Yunzhu snorted softly, got up and tidied up his appearance, and walked out of the storeroom to look for food.

The fairy dove occupied the magpie's nest, so Yunzhu didn't want to cook anymore, and just ate a few wild fruits hastily.

The wild fruit has been stored for several days, and the taste is not very good. Yunzhu is not picky, so he just reads the scriptures by candlelight.

The golden beam of light in the mountain came on at Xu time, and then the light gradually weakened. Yunzhu heard some movement in the courtyard, and then fell into a calm, it seems that those immortals have gone out.

Feeling a little hungry, Yunzhu put down the scriptures, put the candles in the lantern, and walked to the kitchen.

Scooped a little water into the pot and raised the fire.

I went to the vegetable garden and picked some green vegetables, washed them, cut them up, cut some dried meat slices, put them in a pan and fried them until cooked, and cracked an egg and fried them.

Take off the vermicelli in the cupboard, wait for the water to boil, put it into the water together with the vegetables, and wait for a while.

Scoop up the noodles, put all the vegetables on top, and a sumptuous dinner will be ready.

Taking a breath, with a smile on Yunzhu's face, he tidied up the kitchen and walked out with his face in his hands.

The golden light outside has disappeared, and the face is a little hot, so I have to hold it with both hands, but this way I don’t have any hands to hold the lantern.

Although there was a moon in the sky, Yunzhu was afraid that when those people came back and saw the lantern, they might think of him.

Turn around and put the noodles in the tray and take it out, hold the lantern in one hand and lift the tray back to the warehouse.

The craftsmanship of Yunzhu is good, and the jerky is also made by myself, which is very fragrant.

After eating a bowl of noodles, my stomach is full and my mood is much better.

With some oily smell on her body, Yun Zhu took the bowl to the well to wash it and put it back in the kitchen, took a basin of water to wipe off her body and fell asleep.

After midnight, five sword cultivators fell into the courtyard and walked to the main room without saying a word. Fatty Chen shrugged his nose, "It smells so good."

The others could smell it, the smell came from the kitchen, and it had almost dissipated. Everyone's five senses were different from ordinary people, even if there was only a trace of it, they could still smell the attractive fragrance.

Fatty Chen didn't want to wrong himself, so he said immediately, "I'll ask that mortal to get up and cook for us."

Where is hungry, clearly want to toss people.

Huo Haicheng glanced at him, "Enough is enough."

Fatty Chen snorted softly, seeing that Huo Haicheng was still looking at him, he felt a little displeased, but thinking of Huo Haicheng's strength, Fatty Chen didn't disobey him after all.

After everyone returned to the room, Huo Haicheng came to the kitchen and placed a small formation at the door of the kitchen to isolate the smell inside, so that no one would make excuses.

Back in the main room, the moonlight is bright at this time, and the moonlight comes in, and one of the scrolls emits a faint white light, which seems to echo the bright moon.

Forget it, today is exactly the [-]th, the night of the full moon, when I got closer, there is also a full moon in the picture scroll, which is shining.

Huo Haicheng came to the landscape painting he had seen during the day. At this time, the aura in the painting had disappeared, just like an ordinary painting.

A ray of light flashed in his mind, and Huo Haicheng looked around. There were two scrolls hanging on the walls on both sides of the main room. They were both landscape paintings, and the landscapes they painted were different.

One is a landscape painting seen in the daytime, with an upright peak, a majestic atmosphere, and a golden wheel in the sky.One is a picture scroll that is shining now, the mountains are beautiful, the Yutan is clear, and the moon is in the sky.There is also a picture surrounded by mountains and the golden wheel just exposed, which is picturesque.In the last one, there is neither a golden wheel nor a sun wheel, and the mountains are heavy and the clouds are dense.

These scrolls respectively correspond to the noon when the sky is clear, the night when the moon is full, and when the dawn breaks, the rainstorm will fall.

Could it be that it takes a corresponding time to reveal its wonders?

To take a closer look, a dark cloud covered the moon, and the white light of the scroll disappeared.

Huo Haicheng was surprised, these scrolls seemed to be more than the spirit of mountains and rivers, did they even include the sun and the moon?

Is this mortal really so monstrous?

"Fairy."

Huo Haicheng came back to his senses, and realized that he had been thinking for too long, and he didn't even know someone was coming.

Turning around to look, it is that mortal, what is he doing here?

"It's late, how come sir?"

Yunzhu stood at the door, holding a lantern in his hand, with a smile on his face, "Immortal, look down and see that the wind is blowing outside, so come and close the doors and windows."

Is it?

Huo Haicheng heard the wind outside, and it was indeed windy.

"I disturbed the fairy."

There will be no bright moon tonight, so Huo Haicheng didn't stay any longer, "I'm sorry to bother you, sir is busy."

Yun Zhu nodded slightly, and after he left, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, looking at the paintings on both sides in annoyance, he was so confused that he even forgot that the moon was full tonight.

When he came to the four picture scrolls, Yunzhu took out a needle and pierced a hole, breaking the tension in them.

For the two scrolls that Huo Haicheng had seen, Yunzhu did not move, so as not to be suspected again.

In the middle of his sleep, he suddenly remembered that today is the fifteenth day, so he rushed over to change the scroll. Who knew that when the man surnamed Huo stood in front of his painting, he obviously discovered its subtlety.

Yunzhu likes to paint his own comprehension into paintings, integrate them into the paintings, and then think about his own shallowness.

His picture scrolls contain the theory of Zhouyi gossip, five elements yin and yang, Qimen Dunjia and stars, which are the result of his years of study and comprehension.

One is the ancestral studies of the Yun family, and the other is the learning of Taoism and Buddhism, which can be said to be closely related to China for 5000 years. Of course, he doesn't want people from other worlds to know these things.

Judging by the fuss of these people today, I am afraid that his ability is rare.

Not wanting to get into trouble, no matter how distressed she was, Yunzhu still ruined her picture scroll.

As the saying goes, if the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come. At most, after these people leave, he can paint again.

After closing the doors and windows, Yunzhu left the main room and noticed something strange when passing by the kitchen.

It seems to be, what magic circle?

Yunzhu stood in front of the door, thought for a while, but didn't move, even if it was just a quick glance, the subtlety of the magic circle left a deep impression on his mind.

It turns out that formations can still be used like this?

Yunzhu went back to the house and stayed up all night, thinking about the magic circle in front of the kitchen door for a while, thinking about the books he had read for a while, his mind was full of whimsical ideas, but he didn't dare to draw at this time, his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were full An itching.

At dawn, someone got up, Yunzhu came back to his senses, and carefully discerned the footsteps, it should be the male cultivator surnamed Huo.

Just as Yunzhu thought, Huo Haicheng was thinking about one thing at night, and he couldn't wait to come to the main room as soon as Jinlun got up.

Disappointingly, there is nothing else singular about the two paintings.

Huo Haicheng only looked at two paintings carefully yesterday, he didn't notice the slight difference in the scrolls, he just felt disappointed.

He thought that the mortal had done something wrong, but Huo Haicheng didn't think that a mortal could do it to this extent. In his opinion, these scrolls were no different from yesterday. If something was wrong, he would definitely be able to see it.

For a mortal to express his spirit easily, it would be too heaven-defying.

"Fairy."

Huo Haicheng came back to his senses, and thought of the figure holding the lantern last night, which overlapped with Yunzhu at this time, and the sudden appearance really made people feel very guilty.

That painting last night...

"My surname is Huo, and my first name is Haicheng. I haven't asked your name yet."

Yunzhu:? ? ?Why did you suddenly introduce yourself?

"I don't dare to be a big name, my surname is Yun and my name is Zhu."

"My view is that Mr. is just a mortal, but his paintings are full of momentum and curiosity."

"It's just a painting in my spare time. I'm a doctor. I go to the mountains to collect herbs all the year round. If I feel something, I will take the time to paint it. I can't look up to a fairy."

"Sir, please explain in detail."

The smile on Yunzhu's mouth stagnated slightly, and he rolled his eyes violently in his heart.

Let me talk about a big head ghost in detail, I just drew some insights, can I tell you about my housekeeping skills?

Just copy down the 5000-year-old Chinese culture of Lao Tzu’s ancestral secrets and give it to you.

Neuropathy.

"Sir, are you in trouble?" Seeing his silence, Huo Haicheng also felt that he was being abrupt, but he was really curious, and this discovery simply overturned his cognition.

Forget it, since you asked sincerely, then I will tell you mercifully.

"It's nothing embarrassing, but I don't know how to talk about it."

"I just go to the mountains to collect herbs every day, and I just feel that the world is so big and the mountains and rivers have spirits, but I am just a mortal, trying to paint them in vain, as if I have indulged in the mountains and rivers."

"Landscapes have spirits..." Huo Haicheng thought of the paintings he saw. Landscapes have spirits, but few people can paint them.

The gap between shape and spirit is like cloud and mud.

As far as the eye can see, the spirit of mountains and rivers, if you can see it, you must be close to it.

Huo Haicheng thinks that his aptitude is already among the top, he has practiced rapidly, and he has never felt the so-called spirit except for the way of swordsmanship.

The universe is so big, the so-called spirit is elusive, invisible and colorless, and those who are destined to see it can understand it.

It was him who was stunned. He could feel the spirit of swordsmanship since he was a child. There is no reason why others can't do it. How difficult is it to recognize the excellence of others?

"Mister is a great talent." Huo Haicheng bowed, "It's a pity that Mr. doesn't enter the fairy gate."

Yunzhu:? ? ?

Talking nonsense, what does nonsense have to do with entering the immortal gate?

Yun Zhu felt that he was crazy, but Huo Haicheng was sincere. He had never seen a soul who could paint landscapes.

This so-called aura does not mean that it has no charm.

Huo Haicheng was born in a tall family, and he has seen countless good things since he was a child. The spirit he talks about is the real spirit of mountains and rivers.

He valued those paintings a lot more than his fellow students, they only thought they were painted with charm, and Huo Haicheng's eyes were much sharper than theirs, that's why they valued these paintings so much.

They are all in the stage of refining Qi, even if they can see a faint aura in the painting, it is only due to the material.

Huo Haicheng was not. He could tell that these paintings were all mortal objects, and mortal objects could not bear the aura, but these paintings broke this rule. It would be a pity not to enter the immortal sect.

However, he could see that Yunzhu was really not interested in cultivating immortals.

This is the strangest person he has ever seen. Although he is only sixteen now, the number of people he has met since he was a child is incalculable. Cultivators are unwilling to be ordinary, and even mortals dream of stepping into the fairy gate.

As long as there is a chance, no one will let it go.

Yunzhu is not like that.

Weird.

Seeing him lost in thought, Yunzhu said softly, "Immortal, I'm going to make breakfast first."

Huo Haicheng followed subconsciously, the spirit of mountains and rivers, the spirit of the sun and the moon, is such a talented person really willing to be ordinary?

He didn't know what his thoughts were, but he felt fresh and curious, so he wanted to explore them.

Yunzhu made breakfast for herself, saw Huo Haicheng standing outside the door, somehow thought of the second idiot in the village, and didn't know what this so-called fairy was doing at the door.

"Is the fairy hungry?"

All food is useless for practice.

Huo Haicheng shook his head, and asked again, "Have you ever eaten a spiritual fruit, sir? Or a spiritual flower and a spiritual herb?"

If you have tasted these flavors, you should be able to induce Qi into your body, and you will look down on Fan Shi.

Yun Zhu turned around to serve the noodles, snorting coldly in his heart, to tell you the truth, your companion just robbed me of two elixir plants a few days ago, so I look like a country bumpkin who has never been to the city.

"Hey, mortals, cook for us."

Yunzhu Shengmian's hand stopped, Huo Haicheng turned around and drank softly, "A practitioner embarrassing a mortal, are you ashamed?"

Apart from the paintings, Huo Haicheng is also a little strange, this Chen Tianying is also considered to be a good boy all the way, how come here, seeing Yunzhu is so weird?

After driving Chen Tianying to the main room, Huo Haicheng didn't have the heart to think about any paintings, "The secret realm will open, don't do unnecessary things."

Yun Zhu just came out with noodles at this time, and he divided the noodles into five bowls, "My fellow gods, these are the noodles I made below, if the gods don't mind, please..."

Bang!

Chen Tianying sneered, "Mortal, who are you using Fan Shi to perfuse?"

Yunzhu looked at the soup splashed on his body, Huo Haicheng just reached out to block half of it, and not much splashed on him.

The three people who were originally waiting and watching looked confused, their eyes swept back and forth between Chen Tianying and Yunzhu, and they became more and more confused. Why did Chen Tianying make things difficult for a mortal?

Looking for presence?It has dropped in price.

Huo Haicheng flicked the soup off his sleeves, and nodded apologetically at Yunzhu, "Mr. Yun, it's because I'm not doing enough to discipline you. I'm causing you trouble, please avoid it first."

Yunzhu withdrew and twirled her fingertips.

Fatty Chen, you have attracted my celestial master's attention. If I don't hammer you to the ground and call you daddy, I, Yunzhu, will jump off the green hill.

So what if there is no cultivation base?Daddy will let you know that even mortals can hammer you to the ground and call you Daddy, son of a bitch!