However, Hu Yun on the opposite side seemed to ignore him. He closed his eyes, as if he was savoring something in his heart.

Fang Chang just drank tea gently, while Song Yao next to him was confused, but he didn't make any noise to disturb her. He looked at her husband quietly with a little concern.

After a long time, the little fox opened his eyes, let out a long sigh, and said happily:

"So this is the feeling of enlightenment? I have always heard of it in books and rumors, saying that it is hard to meet, and it is not easy to find, but it is not only about talent, but only about experience and blessings. This is the first time I have encountered it. The taste is really... wonderful, and the rumors are really true."

Hu Yun smacked his lips, as if he was still immersed in the wonderful experience of enlightenment.

Just now, he suddenly realized something during the conversation, so his behavior was more like a mortal, and his cultivation level at this stage also went further and increased a little. Of course, Hu Yun was still young, and the road ahead was still long, and everyone's path was very different. Maybe when he would re-overthrow today's cognition and make a breakthrough.

Fang Chang just nodded slightly and gave Hu Yun some encouragement, because he had experienced many experiences of this kind of thing and was not unfamiliar with it.

Song Yao next to her didn't understand this at all, just looked at her husband with a smile.

Because she is not a practitioner, and from ambition, Song Yao does not have the blessing of practicing, but she can spend her whole life as a mortal.

The little fox's cultivation has not yet fallen, and his life span will definitely be more than the length of a mortal in the future. When she grows old, Hu Yun is still young. I wonder if they are mentally prepared for this.

Of course, Fang Chang did not mention this terrible thing, but asked Hu Yun's cultivation level.

The afterglow on Hu Yun's face that had just been enlightened still did not retreat. He smiled with a joy that had not dissipated and said, "Fortunately, I knew that the road ahead should go down the mountain to the earth before I could continue walking. I have made a lot of achievements over the years. Next, I will live a good life with Yaoyao, and when my life is perfect, I will go back to the mountain again."

This announcement, which was like love words, made Song Yao beside her look at her husband's eyes shine, as if there was a light in her eyes.

Fang Changze nodded and said to the two: "If you have time, go back to Yunzhongshan to visit more. When you Uncle Zhang and I play chess, you often talk about you. Moreover, the environment on the mountain is of great benefit to your wife's health, and you can bring your children."

Hu Yun looked at his wife next to him softly and smiled, "That's natural. I miss the chestnut smell of Uncle Zhang's place now."

When Fang Chang heard this, he would smile.

Only people like Hu Yun and Fang Chang who are familiar with Zhang Shanshen know this habit in recent years.

Yunzhongshan produces good chestnuts. Every year, Fangchang's friend Zhang Shanshen collects many, either to treat people to guests or eat them by himself. He is very good at stir-fried chestnuts, and after the incense of the mountain temple is flourishing, his ingredients have also increased a lot.

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The road under your feet is very difficult to walk, it is full of troubled times, it is rugged and difficult to walk, and the terrain is very steep, and some places even go straight up and down, and there is no bare grass or trees to leverage.

If Fang Chang had not been a good person, it would be difficult for ordinary people to come here. Even woodcutters and hunters who had accumulated over the years would have their legs numb and cold when they came here. Even wild animals were not common here, but birds and other people like to stay here because of their wings.

This place is far away from the main road, and looking back, there are not many villages and towns.

There are only bare jungles spreading in the mountains. Because the solar term is still early and the temperature is still cold, there is still no green in the mountains behind. The hibernating insects, birds and beasts still haven't woken up, after all, food is still scarce around at this time.

It is estimated that only after Jingzhe will vitality be restored here.

I looked at the setting sun in the distance, turned my head and continued walking forward.

As the height of the foot position increased, the terrain finally calmed down. Looking back, what filled the eyes was no longer the dry forests in late winter and early spring, but the fields and the villages at the end of the horizon.

At the end of the gentle terrain in front, there was a place that looked like a paradise.

The reason why Fang Chang came to this peak open space among the mountains was not because the scenery here is good, nor because there are precious ingredients here, nor because there are few people here, but because there is a small village made of monsters here.

Before in the city, Hu Yun told Fang Chang that he had discovered by chance that there was a monster village living in seclusion here, which might have some information and interesting characters. Anyway, there was still a lot of time before the general attack agreed by Liu Yuande and the others, Fang Chang was preparing to take a look.

It is noon now, and smoke has already risen in front of you.

I don’t know what ingredients are being cooked by the residents of this village? Fang Chang walked towards the place where the smoke rose with a little curiosity.

The terrain here is very strange, and it seems that a natural formation has been formed.

Although the surroundings are very dry, there is a thin mist that surrounds the village. According to Hu Yun, if he flies in the sky, the almost invisible mist will become, and the village below cannot be seen at all. So Fang Chang followed suit and did not try to fly in the clouds, but walked over using the suggested method.

The material of the house is very simple.

After crossing a Gaogang, Fang Chang saw the village in the distance.

The house is made of stone, soil, and branches, and is twisted and not regular enough. Compared with the village at the foot of the mountain, it is really unbearable, but it has a natural and wild beauty. The villagers who are moving inside are dressed in a simple manner but behave very politely, and this combination is very strange.

Fang Chang couldn't help but recall that when he was in Jiangnan, he had encountered a village like this.

But that Taohua Village is much richer than here.

Although there is also little communication with the outside, Taohua Village has a much stronger production capacity, whether it is ploughing or weaving. After all, Taohua Village is a warm and fertile river bay in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is a mountain ridge that lacks everything, so... it is so important to choose the right place for seclusion.

Fang Chang felt that if he had not chosen Yun Zhongshan as his temple, but chose a small mountain bag, he would definitely not have the freedom he is now.

He walked towards the village.

Because he did not intentionally cover up his body, the man in white who was walking towards his village was soon discovered by the children playing outside. They hurried into the village and shouted out the adults.

The Fangmaster stood there and waited without rudely entering the village.

He observed that these bare-ass children who were playing outside just now were real humans. There were not only monsters in the village, but some of them lived here like ordinary mortals. I don’t know if these children were their parents, monsters, or monsters.
Chapter completed!