Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 446
Using bamboo to build a shack that was as high as the second floor of the small bamboo building, Yun Buliu felt that letting the peacock nest on the ground would be an insult to its luxury.

Speaking of which, this small bamboo building has been around for more than [-] years. If it hadn't been for getting rid of bugs and preventing rot from time to time after gaining spiritual power, it would probably have rotted already!
Now, he used his mental power to carve some simple formation runes on the bamboo of the small bamboo building, making the small bamboo building even stronger.

It's a pity that those bamboos are ordinary bamboos. If there are some spiritual bamboos that can be refined into magic weapons, then this bamboo building can withstand more rune restrictions and last forever like magic weapons.

Yun Buliu didn't expect that more than thirty years had passed in a flash, and now he can be regarded as an old man in his sixties who is heading towards his sixtieth year.

But looking at his own reflection in the water, Yun Buliu still feels that he is still very young.Only the vicissitudes that occasionally flashed in the bottom of his eyes told the world that this person's age may have been faked.

After simply building a hut, Yun Buliu sat in front of the giant wooden stake next to the kitchen, slowly ate the dinner cooked by Xiao Xiangji, and at the same time called Xiao Tuanzi over for extra meals.

Xiaotuanzi is an omnivore. Although it likes to eat bamboo and sugarcane, it doesn't mind the occasional meat, and even likes it very much, especially the meat of this wild beast.

It's just that this kind of meat is a bit difficult to digest, and sometimes eating a piece can last for several days.

The flesh and blood of the prehistoric giant beasts contained sufficient energy. Yun Buliu ate some of this kind of beast meat every day, and drank a little golden marrow, which would provide enough energy for his own body cells to devour them. There is no need to waste your source energy.

Because of this, his source of energy practice has not fallen behind.It's just that, at their level, the practice of Yuan Qi is just a routine.Their true direction of cultivation is to start from the original power, and based on this, to comprehend the power of the natural law between heaven and earth.

This is the reason why the Hong class can crush the Huang class. Although the power of the original source involves a trace of law power, it is only a trace, and it is not the real power of law.

In front of the laws of heaven and earth, human beings always appear so small and insignificant.

If human beings want to become powerful, they must understand these laws, and even become them.

This spring, when the spring thunder is shaking, Yunbuliu often rushes into the thunderclouds to observe the formation of those thunderstorms at a close distance, and at the same time integrate his spiritual power into it, feel the two diametrically opposite auras, and try to understand them.

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Yun Buliu was eating meat and drinking wine, Little Maoqiu looked concerned about the country and the people, stood on Huzi's head, and came back with Dajiao and Dajiao's sister.

Seeing the little hairball with one paw on its belly and the other on its back, looking forward, looking like a worried person standing upright, Yun Buliu couldn't help laughing.

What is this little guy trying to do?
Hearing Yun Buliu's laughter, the little furball rolled his eyes at him, then jumped back to the small bamboo building, took out his own exclusive small pot, pushed it in front of Yun Buliu, and pointed at it with its small paws. Pointing to Yunbuliu's Qiankun gourd around his waist.

The meaning is obvious, it is to signal Yun not to let it pour wine.

Yun Buliu laughed, and poured some honey brew into its small pot, "Why don't you eat some meat first?"

Little Maoqiu opened his eyes wide and looked at Xiao Xiangji. Xiao Xiangji pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and handed it a meat skewer.At this time, Huzi also ran over with its big basin in its mouth.

Compared with Xiao Maoqiu, Huzi can't use mental power to communicate with people. However, Xiao Maoqiu doesn't know why, in front of Yun Buliu, he hardly uses his mental power to communicate with Yun Buliu.

It seems to enjoy the feeling that it can understand what it wants to express with a single finger.

This is a little different from Xiaobai, Xiaobai is unwilling to communicate with Yun Buliu through mental sound transmission, probably because he doesn't want its loli voice to be heard by Yun Buliu.

But when he is in a hurry, or when he is excited, Xiaobai is willing to say a word or two occasionally.

Only the little hairball seemed to disdain to communicate with Yun Buliu.

However, these did not prevent Yun Buliu from getting along with it. After more than [-] years, they had already developed a habit of getting along with each other. In many cases, there was no need to speak at all, and a look was enough.

On this point, Huzi also did a good job.In comparison, even if it is a cute little expert dumpling, it is not as good as Huzi.

Xiaotuanzi's cuteness is born, and he can sell it without much effort.

The cuteness of the tiger is actually a bit silly and cute. The main manifestation is that he is obviously a tiger, but he lives himself into a erha.

Seeing its long tiger tail wagging extremely attentively, Xiao Xiangji couldn't bear to reject its pleading eyes, and easily handed over the meat skewers in her hand.

Looking at these pets, Yun Buliu felt that if Xiao Xiangji hadn't been with him, he would have become one of those poor empty nesters.

Of course, this was the life he wanted, otherwise he wouldn't have purposely diverted that avenue to restore the natural tranquility of this great lake.

At night, the process is still the same, Xiaobai and Xiaoxiangji practice writing and calligraphy, Yunbu stays aside and compiles the book of talismans, and Xiaomaoqiu and Huzi are also much better today.

Seeing these two scumbags on weekdays who became serious today, Yun Buliu was somewhat puzzled, but he didn't say much, so as not to disturb their interest.

The scumbag knows that he has worked hard, which is a good thing!
It's just that what Yun Buliu didn't know was that no matter what kind of scumbag he was, after he had the problem of being a good teacher, he would involuntarily learn more things in order to preserve his image.

Little Fuqiu obviously feels that he needs to study more, and he doesn't expect to become a writer, but at least, he can't even answer all the questions asked by the little brothers, right?It was only the first day of teaching the younger brothers, and it realized its own shortcomings.

A younger brother asked: Mr. Qiu, why is the sky blue?
Then the little fur ball got stuck, and finally told them with a confident look: It's not important!The important thing is, how should the word 'day' be written?I want to know why the sky is blue. When your cultivation is strong enough, you can go up and see for yourself.
Little Fuqiu felt that he was a witty one at the time, but he also realized that he really knew very little, and there would definitely be many such strange questions in the future.

So it decided to be a good student first, and then find an opportunity to ask Yun Buliu those weird questions to see if he can answer them.

In fact, it is also very curious, why is the sky blue?The sea is blue too?
Of course, the sea is also black, but the little furball also knows that there are some abnormalities in that black sea.

Yun Buliu obviously didn't know the small thoughts in Xiao Fuqiu's heart, and thought it had changed from evil to good!There is a child-teachable comfort in my heart.

(End of this chapter)