There are not many words, three thousand words. Fengchun is already smart, and at this time the soul has become. After reading it, he has already recorded it. But he is afraid of missing out, so he compared it again, and it took only half an hour to go.

I have already recorded it, and I quickly closed the book of heaven in spring and put the jade box together. In an instant, the light in the sky dissipated and the moonlight shone in, and another simple thatched hut was once again.

"Master, my disciple has remembered it, please put away the heavenly book." Fengchun respectfully presented it.

"Well, I originally wrote it with you, but since you have already recorded it and it is not convenient to carry it on your body, it's better to put it here." Ming Daode signaled his master, and smiled and went up to take the jade box and said, "When I help you hide it, this book is no worse than your master's teachings. It can be the foundation for the establishment of a sect in the future."

If others want to obtain a Taoist book, no one has gone through so much hardships, but they have all this easily in spring. The fruit is a moral with a deep foundation and accumulating life.

"My thatched hut is simple, so it's not convenient to keep a male guest. Let's ask Mingdao to send you down the mountain!" The old man saw that the matter was finished, and he left Fengchun.

He bowed to the old man and followed his mother, Master Ming, to come out of the De Temple. The sky was already red, the mountains were cold and the morning mist was faint, as if he was in a fairyland.

"I'll send you to your grandfather's house first. I will occasionally go to help clean up wherever you are, so you can live there." Master Ming Dao said to Fengchun with a smile.

My grandmother's house is not far from here, and I just climbed over this mountain. Fengchun also came many times when she was a child, and nodded immediately.

While picking up Fengchun Feifei, Mingdao said, "Your grandma went to Baoquan Temple to receive the Bodhisattva precepts of lay Buddhists the day before yesterday. It will probably take a week to come back. You happen to be familiar with the sword technique there, and then go and do your business! There is no need to wait for her."

"Mom, grandma is also in her nineties. Why don't you feel assured that she will go out alone?" Fengchun complained that she was dissatisfied with her mother's arrangement.

Mingdao replied with a smile: "Your grandma has been in good health over the years when she has eaten vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name. Besides, she is not alone. Now every family in the village is Amitabha Buddha and every household is Guanyin. Your aunt and many people in the same village have followed me. Baoquan Temple also invited me to go there, but I can't let go of my skills, and my master refused." Now many villagers in the mountains are influenced by the epilepsy, and even those villages of ethnic minorities have many people chanting Buddha's name. Although they cannot be said to be able to spread the world, they also benefited the whole place.

"So that's it!" My aunt's family was taken care of by the Leng family a few years ago and became rich. With her own car, she would not feel wronged on the road, so she felt relieved.

In just a moment, I saw a green tiled house on the side of the mountain, scattered between several large camphor trees, each household a hundred steps apart. This is a tea farmer, and planting camphor trees in the tea garden can make the tea absorb the slight fragrance of the camphor trees.

"Just here! You go by yourself, and I won't be able to walk on the lay people if you are not here." Ming Dao put Fengchun down under a big tree and raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Fengchun's head, but he finally gave up.

"Take care yourself, don't force anything to go to the Laolong Cave, eat and sleep well, and don't lose your health." Ming Dao recited the Buddha's name, turned around and left, his clothes fluttering.

Alas! Do you have so many concerns when you become a monk and even go back to your own home? Fengchun feels desolate, but you can understand it. After passing through a few tea gardens, you will arrive at the door of my grandmother's house. I found the key under the threshold with a familiar path, opened the hanging lock and pushed the door in.

The inside is as neat as ever. The two-story wooden building has a small yard, which is where my mother grows. My grandmother was nearly forty years old. I heard that there were several uncles and aunts who had not raised them before. Until the epilepsy came, she had a wonderful way to rejuvenate her. No children died in these four villages and eight villages.

The upper floor of the ear room was Fengchun’s place where he lived when he was a child, and was cleaned up by Mingdao. Fengchun felt tired and simply fell on the bed and prepared to sleep first.

Although my body is much stronger at this time, I can't stand the virus eroding the human body's righteousness at all times. Besides, I haven't been asleep all night, so is there any reason not to feel tired?

It was not until the afternoon when Fengchun woke up. Standing at the door, he greedily sniffed the air in the mountains, touched his stomach, and felt hungry. Fortunately, Fengchun was not a useless playboy, so he picked some fruits and stewed farm dishes at the door.

After dinner, I took a slow walk around the tea garden. Some people saw Fengchun on the road. Both young and old all took the initiative to greet Fengchun with a smile. Most of these people were grandma's relatives, and Fengchun didn't take it as an air and answered with a smile.

Rejecting the enthusiastic invitation, Fengchun returned home, sat on the bed, and carefully pondered the "Great Yin and Yang Return to the Truth Seven Sword Cultivation Lessons". He found that only one of them could be practiced by using the God to control the sword. At this time, his body was still a physical body and had no trace of true qi and magic power, but the soul was powerful.

But although there is a law to follow, Fengchun has no flying swords and no ability to refine them, which is a problem.

Mu Ran's heart moved. Because of the attributes, someone gave me a flying sword, which was not in line with the attributes of "The Great Yin and Yang Return to the Truth Seven Sword Cultivation" and it was difficult to show its power. I would like to refine it in the future. What's more, my companion magic weapon does not require magic power to refine it, but the three water-dividing forks can be used first. The Yulu Sword Technique in "The Great Yin and Yang Return to the Truth Seven Sword Cultivation" is also suitable for use. Although the fork and the sword are too far apart, it is not allowed to be picky in spring at this time.

Time passed quietly, and it was already the fifth night. On that night, the silver moon was hanging high, the cicadas were sad, and the fragrance of the night was filled with the air, woven into a soft net. The silver light inlaid with lace on the top of the tree surrounding the high slope. The sky was clear, with grass and trees, blurred and illusory, hiding their delicate points and keeping the secret of the night.

Suddenly, a long roar came from the empty and cool mountains, and a green light flew out of a valley, reflecting the bright moonlight, like the river of heaven, sparkling, suddenly gathering and dispersing, and beautiful.

The green light was like a dragon coming out of the abyss, flying in the mist with layers of water vapor. Wherever you passed, the grass and trees were reflected in particular green. When the lights lit up on the mountainside, the green light seemed to be frightened. With a "swish", the light disappeared and flew away from each other.

In the room, Fengchun held the flying fork that was still beating continuously, and looked excited. Because she could not support her, she relied on the magic of the immortal to control the flying fork. Although she could not take the head of a thousand miles, she could also control it within one or two miles. Now that she has not yet understood the memory of her previous life, this is the first time she controls the flying fork in this life. How to teach Fengchun to be unhappy?
Chapter completed!