My Taoist Companion is the White Wolf

Before leaving Wangyan Terrace, Yunhong met Xu Youshan again.

After two years, Xu Youshan seemed to have matured a lot.

But he was still enthusiastic, chatting non-stop as soon as we met, asking where he went for the two years he disappeared?how have you been?

"I didn't feel that much before, but now we stand together again, it's almost like two generations."

Yunhong just laughed, but didn't really deny it.

This statement is certainly exaggerated, but Xu Youshan's family helped him set up a clinic. Although he doesn't need to be angry with the leaders, it is always necessary to deal with people from all walks of life and departments. Xu Youshan is indeed much more mature and slightly fatter. A little bit, I have a little more stability on my body.

But Yunhong is no different from a few years ago.

The time of ordinary people lost its meaning to him.

His eyes were still the same, even clearer, almost like a child.

Xu Youshan looked at him enviously, "Are you going to disappear like this for a few years? Just to practice?"

Yunhong nodded, "It should be."

As his realm improved, he became less and less able to bear the pollution of the secular world and cumbersome interpersonal communication. It is estimated that most of the time in the future will be spent in the untouched nature or in the enchantment of Baishi Village.

Xu Youshan rubbed his hands, "That's great."

It's quite like a wild crane.

"By the way, the previous supervisor seemed to want to ask you to be a representative of the graduates, but it seems that the call to you didn't get through, and they came to me again. I don't know where you have been..."

In the middle, only Xu Youshan was talking endlessly, and Yunhong listened quietly.

But after a while, suddenly fell silent.

Because both of them found that they didn't seem to have much in common.

Any relationship in this world needs management, no matter how sincere and strong it is at the beginning, if left alone for a long time, it will gradually cool down.Especially when the two places are separated like this, they each have different circles and encounters, and have different preferences. Everything in the past is like two straight lines that once intersected, and they will only drift away in the end.

Xu Youshan suddenly let out a long sigh.

Why do people grow up?

Seeing him like this, Yunhong smiled instead.

Seeing him laugh, Xu Youshan also scratched his head and laughed along with him.

Why do you think so much, mediocrity.

In any case, this friendship is a highlight in their lives.

The two had a friendly meal and said goodbye amicably.

The place where they ate was at a restaurant on the outskirts of the city. Yunhong didn't specifically ask for it, Xu Youshan took the initiative to find it.

I heard from Yunhong before that he can already fly, so this kind of inaccessible place is more suitable.

Looking at the subconscious standing at the door waving to him, Yunhong suddenly felt very emotional, and felt a little sad after not seeing him for a long time.

There is no sun and moon in his practice, and it took him two years to enter meditation last time. It is conceivable that with subsequent breakthroughs, the time for practice will only increase.

It is very likely that once you close your eyes and open them again, ten years, eight years, or even decades will pass...

Time flies, and time is ruthless. For ordinary people, how many decades can there be in a lifetime?

Life is precious, especially because it is short.

In fact, long after he knew that he was cultivating immortals, he had already had this kind of preparation and premonition: the preparation for drifting away from the former mortal world.

But when this moment really comes, there is a kind of sigh for the impermanence of fate.

Is this greedy?He wants everything.

On the contrary, Xu Youshan was surprised, waved his hand at him, smiled, turned and left gracefully.

It all looks good, just fine.

"I won't change my phone number." Yunhong said suddenly.

Maybe the years are like passing water, and they will never return in a hurry, but how many close friends can we get in life?

Xu Youshan nodded with his back to him, "Okay!"

You know I'm doing well, and I know you're doing well, so that's fine.

After bidding farewell to Xu Youshan, Yunhong didn't go to the other bureau, but flew directly back to Baishi Village.

After going there for a few years, I feel a little homesick.

Because there is an enchantment above the mountain hut at the back of Baishi Village, the dust cannot fall in. Although he has been away for two years, the inside is still clean, as if he just went out to fetch water.

That is, there are a lot more animals around, and the plants are more lush.

It is so lush that it is not like a modern society at all, and it seems to be wild in a primitive forest.

This is the credit of the Juling Formation.

With the Spirit Gathering Formation, the scattered spiritual energy slowly gathered, most of which were absorbed by the medicines and persimmon trees in the formation, but a small part was scattered nearby and absorbed by the vegetation in the mountains.

It was late autumn at this time, and the vegetation in the north was withered, yellow and withered, but the area behind Baishi Village was still green and dense, surrounded by clouds and mist, as if it already had a sense of fairy mountains.

Wild animals, with the most acute instincts, follow suit, making their home here.

Most of the people who stayed behind in Baishi Village were old people who believed in many ancient legends. They were shocked to see such a huge change in Baishi Mountain in just two years.

Occasionally, during festivals, people began to take the initiative to worship at the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the well-groomed nameless steles and the cakes and fruits placed upright at the front of the steles, Yunhong was a little bit dumbfounded.

Is he being enshrined as a mountain god?

He shook his head with a smile, closed his eyes for a moment, and found many pheasants and deer in the back mountain that he had never seen before.

There is even a deer!

Yunhong was both surprised and delighted.

He only heard from the old people when he was very young, that many years ago, Baishi Village was a land of outstanding people, and there were especially many animals with fairy spirit in the back mountain.

It was only later that the population increased, modernization increased, and the common people were busy opening up wasteland and logging, and those little guys disappeared quietly.

Now that this corner of Baishi Village is full of aura, they have quietly returned.

In the forest about 300 meters away from the hut, there was a deer gnawing on the juicy green grass with its head down. On a whim, Yunhong stretched out a tentacles of spiritual sense, and gently touched its furry little horns.

The antlers are not big, they are tender and raw, and they are still a small deer cub.

The little deer was startled, shook his whole body, his furry ears shook, arched his back, and looked around with watery eyes.

Yunhong in front of the hut chuckled, and couldn't help touching it a couple more times.

Well, it feels so good.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and so are young deer.

It blinked its big round eyes, and seemed to realize that the other party didn't want to hurt itself, so it yelled "Yo Yo~" a few times.

Tender chirping.

The spiritual consciousness of the Jindan stage cultivator is rich in spiritual power, Xiaolu keenly sensed that after the initial panic, instead of retreating, he boldly moved forward, rubbing his furry head, and a short hairy tail on his buttocks. The afterimage was thrown out behind.

really interesting.

Yunhong touched it for a while, and the little deer actually sensed it, and walked a few steps in his direction.

Before Yunhong could be happy, there was a tremor in the depths of the forest, and a tall doe came out again, and called "Yo Yo~" to it twice.

The orchard on the mountain has not been pruned for several years, and it is nourished by the drifting aura. The growth is astonishing, and the thick branches are overgrown. Looking around, it looks like a wild jungle.

The fruit trees absorb the spiritual energy, and the wild fruits they bear are far more delicious than ordinary fruits.

No wonder these animals love to come here.

The fawn returned its voice immaturely, then tentatively glanced in the direction of the hut, then bounced and followed the doe away.

The doe bumped into the fawn lightly, and gave a low bark twice, as if she was teaching this ignorant little bastard a lesson.

Xiaolu circled around her a few times, rubbed her fawningly a few times, then turned around and forgot about her mother's lesson, and became a carefree little idiot again.

Yunhong laughed, and withdrew his consciousness in a still unsatisfactory manner.

Really good.

In two days, you can go up the mountain to have a look.

Ancient monks all had spiritual pets, and that little deer looks quite human. If there is a chance, it would be a good idea to help it open up its spiritual wisdom.

Isn't this better than some white-eyed wolf?

Yunhong made up his mind, and then turned his attention back to his own home.

The mountain is not high, but it is famous if there are immortals. Once the aura is full, the whole mountain seems to come alive.

Especially the vegetation near the Spirit Gathering Formation in his defensive circle was so lush and green that it almost turned into a small forest.

That piece of medicine field has not been taken care of for two years, and it is full of spiritual energy, and it grows very well only with the sunshine and rain of nature.

That seems to be the panacea field.

Yunhong couldn't help feeling that the previous efforts had finally paid off:

In the early stage, the spirit gathering array nourished the medicine field, and then the elixir field grew slowly, and began to automatically breed spiritual energy to overflow into the air and give back to nature, forming a complete virtuous circle.

As for the two big persimmon trees in the courtyard, they seemed to have opened their minds, and found that after the owner came back, they swayed their branches and leaves and made a sound of swishing.

It was late autumn, and the persimmon tree was full of orange-red fruits, which were big, round, and bright red, as if hung with lanterns, and the branches bent down heavily.

The fruit is bigger and more handsome than before.

Yunhong touched the trunk, and saw that the bigger tree bent down its branches and pushed a bunch of persimmons in front of him.

Yunhong was startled, and picked those big persimmons one by one with a smile.

Anyway, it's the child's mind.

The persimmon tree sensed his thoughts, and immediately felt childlike joy.

Seeing this, the other tree followed suit, and also sent a big persimmon.

Yunhong smiled and flicked its branches, "Leave it first, it will be broken if you take it off easily."

The persimmon tree reluctantly took it back.

Now Yunhong has cultivated "the world in his sleeves", and he returned to the house with a pile of big persimmons, carefully placing them on the table.

Good guy, holding it in your hand, it looks more and more pleasing to the eye.

One is afraid that it will weigh two catties.

He ate one.

The skin is already very thin, the inside is soft and heavy, and it is cooked just right.

If the persimmon tree hadn't been intentionally preserved, it would have fallen down long ago.

The flesh is crystal clear, more beautiful than any work of art in the world, and as soon as the skin is opened, the fresh aroma will hit the nostrils.

The weather is getting colder, and there is a large natural refrigerator outside. Take a bite of the pulp, and it will melt in your mouth and flow down your throat. It is sweeter than honey.

Because of the aura, all the impurities in it have been expelled, and the fruity sweetness has been increased by more than ten times, and there is a refreshing and pleasant feeling that cannot be expressed in words.

Yunhong ate two of them in one go, but he still couldn't get enough of them, but his stomach capacity is limited.

He had an idea, the dantian circulated, and the golden elixir in the dantian spun slowly, absorbing most of the big persimmon jam that he had eaten in an instant, and stuffed two more happily, and then patted his belly in satisfaction.

It's really unintentional.

The fruits on these two big persimmon trees are already pure spiritual fruits.

Even if he didn't guide it intentionally, he could still clearly feel traces of aura spreading out from his stomach and circulating throughout his body along the eight extraordinary meridians.

If you want to communicate with other Taoist friends in the future, it is most appropriate to use a big persimmon as a gift.

Not bad, really good.