Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 465
The wind and rain are mournful, the world is misty, and it is vast.

A lone boat floats on the lake, blowing with the wind, a figure sits on the boat, with a yellow clay stove in front of him, a fire is shining in the stove, and sparks float out of the clay stove with warmth.

There is an iron basin on the stove, and a jug of wine is warming in the basin, and the aroma of wine is wafting.The little furball squatting next to him licked the corner of his lower lip from time to time, smelling the aroma of wine, his steps were a little vain.

That pair of not very drunk, dazed little appearance, people can't help laughing.

In the end, the little hairball didn't go to teach those super beasts, but Huzi ran to inform them on purpose.It can be seen that Huzi really doesn't want to go boating together.

Yun Buliu originally wanted to pretend to be a man in a lonely boat with straw hats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow, but no matter how he pretended it didn't look like it.

So I just stopped pretending, moved the reclining chair to the boat, and while warming the wine, took out meat skewers from Qiankun's belt, distributed them to Xiao Bai and Xiao Fuqiu, and then lay on the hiding chair, eating the grilled inner skewers, drinking Sipping a small wine, admiring the magnificent scene of snowflakes dancing all over the sky, covering the sky and the earth.

The snowflakes fluttered and slapped head-on, but as soon as they floated to the side of the boat, they seemed to be divided into two sides by an invisible force, and they couldn't fall on them at all.

"Snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is blowing, and the world is vast..."

Yun Buliu opened his voice again, and the two almost invisible fluffy ears of the little fur ball automatically folded up, chewing a piece of meat in his small mouth, squinting his eyes, looking intoxicated.

Xiao Bai looked listless, with his head drooping on his shoulders.

Not far away, snowflakes fell on the leaves of the giant lotus. When the snow reached a certain thickness, the giant lotus would inadvertently shake the leaves to shake off the snow on its body.

The boat followed the outlet of the big lake, flowed into the big river, and drifted away.

The cloud didn't stay and didn't worry, just lay down like that, let the big river take them, drifting away towards the distance, "The apes on both sides of the bank can't stop crying, the light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains!"

Yun Buliu stood up and stood on the bow of the boat. He was very fond of poetry for a while, but after thinking about it, he could only express his emotions by borrowing famous lines from the sages.

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The wind and snow continued, and a small boat was tied to the pier beside the big lake. The giant lotus standing in the middle of the lake danced lightly in the wind and snow, as if shivering in the wind and snow.

But when it shook off the snow on its body, it remained motionless in the wind and snow.

On the cliff, in the wooden house, and the top of the hall exudes a faint soft golden light. The low table in the hall is covered with white paper. Xiao Bai is using his mental power to control the ink stick and grind the ink.

The tandoor next to it was glowing red, and the aroma of wine was wafting.

He and Xiaobai are the only ones left at home, and Xiaomaoqiu and Huzi have already gone out to roam...and continue to be their 'King of the Mountain' and 'Mr. Ball'.

Xiao Tuanzi couldn't stay idle, and was originally carried back to the cliff by Yun Buliu, but soon ran to the bamboo forest at the bottom of the cliff, pulled out a bamboo, ran to the cave where it lived, and gnawed on the bamboo silently.

Both Dajiao and Dajiao's younger sister went out with Huzi and the others, but Dajiao's mother was nestling in the grass nest under the small bamboo building with her big belly.

Dajiao's mother, who has been away for more than a year, came back this time with a big belly again.

But this time Dajiao's mother has been pregnant for a long time, and she doesn't know what the offspring will become.

And Yun Buliu, accompanied by Xiao Bai, continued to stay in the house and compile the book of talismans.

Take a sip of warm wine, eat a bite of barbecue, and then continue to write. This feeling has lasted throughout the winter.

When the snow began to melt and the spring breeze started to rise, the middle volume of the book of talismans was finally completed.

Every weekend, when Xiao Xiangji rides a strong wind and travels thousands of miles to rush back from the academy, Yun Buliu will continue to give her some force-feeding education.

Instill the experience and comprehension of the art of talismans.When re-compiling the Book of Talismans, Yun did not stay in the process of compiling, and he would also gain new understandings. He wished to give these understandings and experiences directly to Xiao Xiangji, and then let Xiao Xiangji continue to substitute for the class.

However, the course of Talisman of Talismans becomes more and more difficult as it progresses. Most of the students at the academy can finish the upper part of the book of Talismans, and it is not bad to be able to master it well.

If you really want to learn all three volumes of the entire book of talismans, the time required may not be as simple as one year or two years.Even if you learn it by rote, it will take years of work.

But compared to the book of formations, the book of talismans is obviously more systematic, more complete, and easier to get started with.

After all, the way of talismans is in Shenxiao Dao Wangxin, even if there is no complete inheritance, there is not much difference, at most some powerful talisman techniques have been lost.

But the foundations of the talisman technique are extremely perfect.

But the way of the formation is completely a collection of various small formations analyzed by Yun Buliu based on a large formation of Zui Shusheng. In terms of perfection, it is actually not as good as the book of talismans.

But the more this is the case, the more difficult it is for Yun Buliu to compile.

Because he needs to make some trade-offs, and he can't ignore everything.

Thinking, thinking, spring is here.

Everything is new, and it's the season of animals...

When the thunder strikes, Yun Buliu puts down the pen in his hand, jumps into the sky, jumps into the rolling thunder, dances with the thunder, and comprehends the deeper power in the thunder.

Xiao Xiangji finally came back from the academy's vacation. When Yun Buliu was flying around in the sky every day, Xiao Xiangji had to take on the burden of cultivating the second generation of five-color gourds.

After planting the gourd seeds of the first generation of five-color gourds and raising seedlings, Xiao Xiangji looked hesitantly at the few vegetable gardens around her that were still deserted.

Last year, Yunbuliu said that the fields would go fallow, but this year Yunbuliu told her to continue to fallow.

It is said that there is no way, the flesh and blood of those prehistoric monsters have not been eaten at all, and they don't know when they will eat them. Planting those crops at this time is actually not very useful.

Why not cultivate the second generation of five-color gourd wholeheartedly!

After Yun Buliu said that, Xiao Xiangji didn't have much to say.

In fact, the main reason is that besides compiling the third volume of the Talisman Book, Yun Buliu also had to practice.

In spring and summer, there are more thunders, and he has more opportunities to analyze those thunders, to comprehend the various powers contained in those thunders, and the laws of power.

At their level, the direction of cultivation is to get closer to the heaven and the earth, instead of just burying your head in hard work.

Learn from the laws of heaven and earth, and finally evolve the power of this law of heaven and earth into your own power.

The earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.

In the end, everything still has to return to heaven and earth to find the answer.

(End of this chapter)