After the autumn leaves fell, it snowed again in Yishan Mountain.
In the fuqiu view room.
As the weather gets colder day by day, the role of this bearskin blanket becomes more and more apparent.
It is always cold in the mountains, and Mount Yi is rainy and foggy. Humidity is inevitable. Lin Jue didn't think so at first, he just thought it had always been like this. He felt that given the conditions these days, only a few dignitaries could have cotton quilts and silk quilts.
, quilts everywhere are cold in winter, and they become like iron as they grow older.
Until I used this bearskin blanket, no matter how heavy the rain, fog or humidity outside was, it was not damp at all. No matter how cold the weather was, it felt dry and warm to the touch, and the cover was light and fluffy.
In winter, light a stove in the house, and by contrast, a sense of happiness will arise spontaneously.
At this time, Lin Jue was sitting cross-legged on the bed, wrapped in a soft and fluffy bearskin blanket, with an ancient book in front of him, his hand still on the side, unconsciously rubbing the fox's head.
The book is turning to the page "The moment the flowers bloom".
Among the spells acquired at this time, except for the ones that Lin Jue didn't want to learn for the time being, almost all the rest were accepted.
Not to mention the depth of his attainments, at least he has learned.
Even the "Gang Qi" obtained later, "A Midas touch makes a general" and even the more mysterious and erratic "Encourage the King to frown" have entered the door, but they are only stuck on the "Moment of Flowers Blooming" obtained earlier.
Indeed, as the book says, this magic is extremely difficult to practice!
Lin Jue's understanding is definitely not low. He is not only aware of the wood element in the Five Elements, but also practices Yin and Yang spiritual methods. He understands both the charm of the Five Elements and the mysteries of Yin and Yang. He also received a gift of peach gum from a peach demon and exchanged earth and wood essences with a wolf demon.
, both of which deepened his understanding of the aura of Wood Elements. It can be said that he is already very suitable for practicing this magic among monks, but he is still stuck.
I'm stuck on the mystery mentioned in the book.
This bit of mystery is not complicated at all. To put it bluntly, it means blooming.
This is a magical power that originally belonged to the spirits of plants and trees. Plants and trees will bloom naturally, and nature understands the mystery, but humans cannot bloom, so it is extremely difficult to understand.
When Lin Jue took two pills of peach gum, he turned into a peach tree in a trance, and had a brief feeling of flowering. However, several years have passed and the realization has gradually faded. At this time, he could only hold the pages of the book.
Keep listening to the tips described in the book, and keep thinking back to the vague insights you had at the beginning, hoping to have an epiphany at a certain moment, and then open the door to this technique and get started.
"well……"
After an unknown amount of time, he sighed, put down the ancient book, and took out twenty beans from his body.
With a wave of his hand, the method of sacrifice is activated.
Twenty beans immediately swirled and undulated in front of him.
Five of them are about the size of soybeans, and fifteen are close to the size of mung beans and red beans.
Five of them are repaired bean soldiers, and the rest are weapons.
In fact, a palm-high statue can be refined to the size of a soybean, and swords and weapons can naturally be refined to a smaller size, perhaps smaller than a rapeseed.
However, the reason why the bean soldiers are the size of soybeans is because this size is the most suitable. If the weapons are too small, they will be inconvenient to carry and difficult to find and distinguish when using them. Lin Jue only plans to refine them to
They are the size of mung beans and red beans, so we won’t make them smaller for the time being.
Unless there are other needs and considerations in the future.
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This is my fifth year on the mountain.
When winter turned to spring, Lin Jue killed the sheep in the Taoist temple and was cooking a pot of mutton soup in the stove.
The junior sister lit the fire for him, and from time to time she straightened up and glanced into the pot, looking at the boiling broth and meat slices through the rising mist. There was also a basket of pea tips next to it. This was a rare thing on the mountain at this time of year.
Eat fresh vegetables.
"Brother!"
"Um?"
"It seems like a temple is going to be built in the mountains recently."
"temple?"
"Yes, Monk Miaozi. I saw some craftsmen and laborers moving things up the mountain two days ago." The junior sister was delivering firewood while chatting with him, "They are here to compete with us for business."
"How can we have any business? It would be better if we didn't have any business."
"Yes." The junior sister took out the poker and played with it unconsciously, "But there are more and more palaces and temples on the mountain."
"Because Yishan's reputation is getting bigger and bigger, more and more Taoist monks will naturally come here to build palaces and temples. Maybe thousands of years later, this will also be a world-famous mountain."
"That's right."
The junior sister thought about it and couldn't help but ask: "After thousands of years, will there still be Fuqiu Temple here?"
"Who knows? Fuqiu Peak must still be there anyway."
There was a look of thought in the little junior sister's eyes, and her thoughts drifted to thousands of years later, when she should have been the founder of Fuqiu Temple.
However, the mutton soup has been cooked.
"Taste it."
Lin Jue took a small bowl, scooped out a little soup and a few pieces of meat, tasted the taste, and handed it to his junior sister.
The junior sister immediately stopped her thoughts and stood up to take the bowl.
It's natural for her to do this now. She doesn't think it's bad to eat in front of her master and brothers because she is both a junior sister and a daughter. Anyway, she will take it when the senior brothers hand it to her. After tasting it, the senior brothers will ask what they are doing.
She just says whatever she wants, most of the time without any tasting skills, she just says with a serious face:
"tasty!"
This completes the task.
Lin Jue filled another bowl first, put it in the food box, and went out.
Although spring has begun, the snow on the mountains has not stopped. The weather is not good today, and there are still fine snowflakes floating in the sky.
There was the faint sound of the piano among the snowflakes, and the three senior brothers were dancing their swords alone in the snow.
Even though he was usually carefree, when he danced with the sword, he was graceful and graceful. Even the junior sister only surpassed him in terms of gracefulness of figure, and her skills in sword dancing were far inferior to him.
There is another table under the eaves. There are no statues or tablets on the table. There is only a small incense burner with three sticks of incense placed on it.
"The fairy's house is filled with fragrance, a piano, a sword and a cup of tea.
"The feather coat is always smoky, but it does not stain the peach and plum blossoms in the world."
The third senior brother was dancing with his sword and reciting poems, intoxicated with himself.
Lin Jue couldn't help but stop under the eaves to watch the third senior brother bringing wine and dancing with swords. If he wasn't afraid that the mutton soup would get cold, he would have really wanted to watch for a while longer.
After a while, the food box was placed on the table.
Lin Jue picked up three sticks of incense, shook it, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner:
"Although the New Year has arrived, the chill has not gone away. I want to ask the mountain god how he is doing. Today I slaughtered a sheep in the temple and cooked a pot of mutton soup. If I want to warm myself up, I will give it to the mountain god first."
"call……"
The green smoke of the incense stick was obviously blown by the wind.
Then the cold wind picked up, and when it reached the eaves, it rolled up the food box and flew steadily into the sky.
"Junior has recently been building a weapon, and it's time to sharpen it. I heard that the fragrant sand well on Lotus Peak captures the aura of Mount Yi, the essence of the sun and moon. It is best to use water to quench it, so I want to ask the mountain god for two barrels.
I hope the mountain god will allow it. If so, I will go to the mountain to get it tomorrow."
"call……"
There was another breeze.
There were no words in the breeze, it just disturbed the fine snow in the sky.
The third senior brother seemed to have noticed something. He stopped dancing with his sword, retreated from the courtyard to the eaves, and then stared in front of him strangely.
I saw white smoke rising from the ground in the yard covered with thin snow, and the ground seemed to be shaking and twisting in the air.
Not long after, a "well" appeared out of thin air in the courtyard.
It is said to be a well, but in fact it is not, at least not a well dug by humans, but a naturally formed depression. Moreover, the slate floor in the courtyard seems to have turned into uneven granite, and the well is in the rock.
There is a small stone tablet next to it with the words "Xiangsha Well" written on it.
To be continued...