Yaozun

In the early morning, when the smoke rose, the villagers in the small village began to get busy.

After Su Yao washed up, she raised the fire and mixed rice in a pot, but found that the rice jar had bottomed out.

He thought about it carefully, and then he realized that after time travel, because this rice is not as long-cooked as modern rice, it is almost as big as it is added, and it will still be as big as it is cooked, so he mixes more.

So, he is, out of food?

This is more troublesome.

The villagers in the village are given a fixed amount of rice grains. After all, they can only be bought from the immortals. Whoever he borrows rice from now will starve.

Otherwise, go to Ms. Chen's for breakfast?

It's not good, after all, there are still ten days before the monks come to trade again, and it is impossible to keep rubbing, which will affect the relationship between them.

Then, it's up to you to find something to eat yourself.

His eyes naturally fell on the broken hand. This senior didn't have any complicated thoughts, and he didn't worry about whether he suffered a loss, so it was the most appropriate to rely on it.

Speaking of killing so many monsters and goblins on the way to the mine, it's a pity that I didn't bring the corpses back.

After all, it's also meat. In the past few days he traveled through time, the only meat he ate was the worms he ate on the first day. What a tragedy!

"Senior," Su Yao pinched the hand hanging on the wall, pressed each knuckle as carefully as she was giving her father a massage, and said softly, "I have some food to eat at home, and I have to go to the mountain to look for it. You are very knowledgeable Guang, can you go with me?"

He suddenly sat up with his hands, clenched his five fingers into fists, nodded like pounding garlic, almost bringing out afterimages.

Finally it has a place to use again!

It feels like every pore on your body is power.

But before going out to find food, Su Yao has to do a little experiment...

He went out and turned right, and went to the village chief's house at the entrance of the village.

The village chief's house also smoked and emitted a burst of rice fragrance. When Su Yao walked into the small courtyard, she saw Mrs. Ming holding a spoon and scattering vegetable leaves into the pottery pot.

Most of her head was white, but mixed with a faint blue qi, but there was sadness between her brows, which made her somewhat vicissitudes of face look older.

Uncle Ming was on the side, packing a box of hay.

"Sister-in-law, uncle," Su Yao greeted at the gate of the courtyard, "the apricot trees outside the village are ripe, I'll pick up two, make some dried fruit, and say hello to you."

There are sentry posts outside the village to prevent the invasion of wild animals. Although there are few people in the village, they are extremely united. If someone leaves the village, they will say that if they don’t come back too late, a group of villagers will go out to look for it. This is also a common practice.

Uncle Ming raised his head: "You want to go out?"

Su Yao nodded. He found that the black air on Uncle Ming's head became thicker. It was still a wisp yesterday, but today it is as thick as his head.

Aunt Ming raised her head, smiled and said: "Go outside the village, your Uncle Ming will also go out later, you two can go together."

As soon as these words came out, Su Yao keenly found that the black air on Uncle Ming's head became thinner at once, only as thick as his wrist.

Hey, what is the principle of this?

Isn't the qi on the head constant?

Su Yao shook her head tentatively and said, "It's not far anyway, I'll come back as soon as I go. Do you have any herbal medicine bags? I want one."

Mrs. Ming is a witch doctor in the tree. She can collect herbs and make small balls and carry them on her body. It can repel insects, but it is only effective in places with few trees. If you go to the depths of the dense forest, the effect will not be great.

Uncle Ming nodded and continued to work on his box of hay.

Later, Su Yao found that after he nodded, the black air on Uncle Ming's head immediately became thicker and thicker, even so black that it seemed "opaque" in his eyes.

What does this mean?

"Wait." Mrs. Ming turned around and entered the room, took a grass knot made of several different hay, and handed it to Su Yao.

Su Yao held it and sniffed it, pretending to be strange: "It smells so good, sister-in-law Ming, did you add ingredients for me?"

Sao Ming couldn't help laughing and said, "How is it possible?"

Su Yao held it in front of her nose and shook it: "you smell."

Mrs. Ming sniffed it carefully, and cursed with a smile: "You boy, what are you talking about, you were so dumb before, how do you know what it smells like?"

Su Yao oh a few times, saying that she made a mistake, thank you sister-in-law Yunyun, and quickly slipped out of the courtyard.

Then, he slowed down his pace.

When he just passed the herbal medicine, he touched the breath on the top of Mrs. Ming's head.

What A Luo gave him yesterday was the talent of throwing and aiming, which is almost infallible. It is an intuition, you don't need to learn it, just raise your hand, and you can know how to hit them.

But today, he thought he could learn the martial art of Mrs. Ming's slashing snakes and mowing grass, but after just getting in touch, he didn't have any sense of proficiency in weapons.

On the contrary, when he looks at the grass in his hand, he already knows at a glance what kind of grass is there, what is the effect of each kind of grass, where it grows, and how to collect it.

He originally thought that the star map he had learned could directly copy other people's skills, but now it seems that the copied skills are not omnipotent, it is very random, and does not target the will he specified.

So, can it be used on the same person again?

Or are there other restrictions?

I have to study it carefully later - I can't use it directly on Miss Chen, although her skills should be the most powerful, but she is keen and well-informed, and it will be troublesome if she is seen.

Thinking of this, he touched the hand hidden in his arms so as not to scare people. It would be great if there was an instruction manual.

……

Su Yao's original intention of leaving the village was to pick up some fruits, grass roots and edible willow leaves by the mountain stream not far outside the village, but what he didn't expect was that Broken Hand saw him casually stuffing the washed willow leaves into the After putting it in his mouth, the reaction was so great - when he broke his hand, he hit the stone directly in sadness.

Asking what's wrong, I just stumbled and wrote "I'm sorry for you" and "My son, you are too miserable", and then hit the rock again after writing halfway...

Su Yao was speechless for a while, and she comforted her senior, telling her senior not to be sad, and diverted its attention: "otherwise, you can catch a rabbit for me."

As soon as the voice fell, the hand disappeared instantly.

A rabbit appeared with his hands in his hands. The rabbit had gray fur and red eyes. It looked like it weighed five or six kilograms. There were no injuries on its body. It was being held upside down by its hind legs, trembling.

Su Yao is from the city and has never raised small animals. She thought it was a little cute, so she reached out to take it.

However, a sudden change happened. As soon as the rabbit got into his arms, it kicked its legs suddenly and jumped out. The strength was not what ordinary rabbits would have. Su Yao didn't notice for a while, and flew out directly, and the rabbit seemed to be flying The lightning was about to fall into the grass and disappear.

Pa, the broken hand patted it into a pool of grass rabbit cakes in anger, the rabbit blood splashed all over Su Yao, and in an instant grabbed Su Yao who was about to fly out.

No buffering at all.

With a click, Su Yao felt that her right hand might be dislocated.

He held back the pain, and calmly reset his right hand. After doing this a few times, a layer of cold sweat was already soaked on his head.

After losing his hand, he was very disappointed, and the air became quiet for a while.

Su Yao couldn't help smiling, and he gently clasped the fingers of his severed hand: "Well, senior, don't be too impatient, I've been much better with you here, it's just a small mistake, you If I'm not happy, I'll be stressed too."

Broken Hand was a little hesitant, but he still held his hand tightly.

"Okay, help me pick the apricots on the tree. They are too tall for me to pick."

The severed hand was immediately revived with full blood, and quickly went to heaven.

After a while, Su Yao got a lot of harvest, and caught him two small animals. This time, she learned her lesson and killed them. Su Yao also understands why the villagers basically don't hunt. These animals I'm almost becoming a monster, and I accidentally gave it away.

Fortunately, Su Yao carried a basket on his back. He also used his newly acquired skills to collect herbs along the way, and was going to study them later.

Under the escort of her hand, Su Yao has no sense of danger, and walks away along the creek without checking for a while.

Then, he came to a wild mulberry forest. The mulberry trees were more than ten meters high, and there were countless finger-sized black mulberries hanging on each tree. In terms of skills, these things were all edible.

What else is there to say? Su Yao collected them almost instinctively. These things were dried, which was enough for him to receive rations next month.

He was very fast, filling the basket to the brim in no time, and even threw away the sour apricots he picked earlier.

This feeling of happiness reaches its peak when seeing a colorful bug crawling out from the roots of a tree.

He has seen this kind of worm, and on the first day he came here, he ate a bowl of this delicacy. God is really kind to him!

Without any hesitation, he poured out part of the mulberries in the basket and decided to fill the rest with worms.

Use two twigs to clamp the worm, and a jasmine-like floral fragrance emanated from the worm. Inexplicably, he thought of Pei Ye's famous chicken smell, and the crispy stalks made him want to try it raw, so fat, The protein must be high——

In the next second, the severed hand flashed through his eyes, and a huge transparent moth emerged inch by inch from the air and fell to the ground. It was as big as a kite, with a sickle-like forelimb like a praying mantis, and a sharp [-]-centimeter-long moth. The jagged legs were still stained with blood, the head had been crushed by the severed hand, and the body was still shaking, struggling tenaciously.

Su Yao silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, holding her hands tightly with lingering fear: "It's terrible!"

Pat him on the shoulder with a sense of accomplishment.

The two were showing each other, and Su Yao felt something was wrong: "it didn't hurt me, how could there be blood on its forelimbs?"

Almost instantly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "The colorful silkworm that the village chief said he was going to catch yesterday, could it be this thing?"

"Village head?" He immediately let go of his hand and called out, "Uncle Ming, are you there?"

The sound echoed in the mulberry forest, only the silent mountain wind blew by.

Su Yao had an ominous premonition, he hesitated for a moment, and relying on the protection of the severed hand, he went to Lin Zhongshou.

The denser the mulberry forest, the jagged branches and leaves, it is difficult to approach. In the sparser places, roads are naturally formed, and on these roads, there are traces of people walking.

There are also excavation marks under the mulberry tree.

Inexplicably, he thought of the words when he first met A Luo—"The village chief said you lost your vitality yesterday, and he dug these for you to make up for your body..."

However, that time, he only dug three or four holes, but here, there are more than twenty small holes just seen.

He also saw a large bunch of anthelmintic herbs, burning next to a tree, exuding a very pungent smell.

After walking for a while, he saw a broken yellow gourd with dozens of bug corpses inside, placed in the weeds half the height of a person.

Su Yao came closer and lifted a layer of weeds.

A human head came into view without warning.

The middle-aged man's hair was disheveled, looking into the distance, his face was full of regret and astonishment, his brows were still furrowed, and there were deep vertical marks.

When he first met, Uncle Ming's worried expression and his gentle palm came to mind in Su Yao's mind. She was silent for a long time, holding his head in order to bow her head, and gently closing his eyes for him.

He found Uncle Ming's still warm body nearby, poured out the fruit in the basket, and put Uncle Ming's body inside.

After thinking about it again, he picked up the pot of bugs left on the ground.

……

White banners were hung again in the village.

Su Yao looked at the funeral with a heavy heart. Mrs. Ming didn't cry when she saw Uncle Ming's body, but when she took the gourd full of insects, the sound of wailing made people feel compassionate.

The people in the village just want to live. They are just flesh and blood, but they have to bear so much.

It would be great if he went out with Uncle Ming today.

Thinking of this, he was startled suddenly, and thought of the black air that he saw above Uncle Ming's head in the morning—when he said he wanted to go with him, the black air had receded a lot, and after being rejected, the black air disappeared. Instantly rich to the extreme.

If he and Uncle Ming went out together in the morning, then Uncle Ming probably wouldn't die.

Because Senior Severed Hand would never let danger approach them unless Uncle Ming was too far away.

So, could the black air be a death warning?

He couldn't help turning his head to look around. Among the crowd who came to mourn, there were basically wisps of white air above their heads. Only Ah Luo had some green air, but he didn't see black air.

He pursed his lips and left with a heavy heart.

……

When he got home, he thought for a while and went to see Ms. Chen.

In the room, Chen Zi was sitting alone by the window, with a white jade chessboard in front of him, holding black stones in his hand, staring at the end game.

"Go out early in the morning and get nothing?" Chen Zi asked without raising his head.

Su Yao looked at the billowing purple energy on her body, and asked thoughtfully: "may I ask, in this world, life and death are determined by God's will?"

Chen Zi put down a chess piece and said calmly, "It depends on how you decide."

Su Yao is all ears.

"The upper and lower directions are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe. All things in the world are born in this universe. In the practice of immortality, there is the art of shrinking the world into an inch. Among the gods of the immortal way, there is the ability to reverse the past and the present, and travel back and forth. "Chen Zi paused, and organized his words, "Time and the four directions, there are sentient beings, there are sentient beings, and the mutual influence and implication, there is the theory of cause and effect. But when I learned the art of observing qi, my master said, You can't believe it, you can't believe it."

"Why?"

"That is to say, if there is someone stronger than you, your perception of Qi may not be accurate. If someone is weaker than you, your perception of Qi will be accurate. But the concept of strength is actually dynamic. For example, now I Seriously injured, you can hurt me, but if I recover a little strength, I don’t even need to kill you, so just look at things like Qi, and don’t take it too seriously.” Chen Zi said casually.

"You know?" Su Yao was surprised.

"You have been looking at the tops of other people's heads all the way here. It is no different from a rookie who just learned Qi Guan, and your question is also very representative." Chen Zi snorted softly, "It has nothing to do with you, say To put it bluntly, it is his life."

Su Yao is silent.

"I don't believe in fate, so even though I was injured like this, I didn't give up on myself. Cultivation of immortals is to fight for a chance against heaven and earth. Look at the severed hand next to you. It has died like this. Are you still working hard?" Chen Zi comforted Said, "Also, if you want to hurt the spring and the autumn, go back to your own room."

Su Yao forced a smile: "Thank you for opening the solution. I just think life is a little too impermanent."

"It's just one person dying, does that scare you?" Chen Zi gave him a serious look, "Did you know that ten days ago, in Donghu Town not far from here, the magic circle temporarily failed due to changes in the earth's veins?" , More than [-] people in the entire city were all turned into blood by the demon cultivators, and even their souls were collected as magic weapons, and none of them escaped."

Su Yao suddenly looked up.

"After the Great Tribulation 3000 years ago, the spiritual energy in the world has changed. Only in places where there are pure earth veins emitting spiritual energy can one cultivate immortals normally," Chen Zi said calmly. Meridians are disordered, and in severe cases, the body will die and the Dao will disappear, so in this world, the earth veins with a little spiritual energy are occupied to build formations to isolate different spiritual energy, protect the city, and maintain normal practice."

"However, the aura of the earth veins is limited, so what will happen to monks who have qualifications but no resources?"

"They will be hostile to those who can occupy the resources of practice, they will practice with the flesh and blood of living beings, they will loot cities, and kill innocent people indiscriminately." Chen Zi looked at him calmly, "So, if you are not enlightened, you should not practice, otherwise, You'll die faster than a normal human being."

Su Yao's silence, the cultivation of immortals in his consciousness, is not like this.

"Ayao, are you ready for this road?"