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Chapter 2 Fangcun Mountain Spirit Bird Stealing Teacher (2)

Time travel is actually a very meaningful thing. From modern time travel to ancient times, to other worlds, or to the mythical world, it is a pleasing and yearning for things that make people yearn for. Of course, this is also one of the most common contents in Mo Xuan’s daydreams, but if this kind of thing really comes to his own turn, sometimes it is not that interesting.

Mo Xuan was very depressed. Although he had traveled through time, he was still very depressed because he had experienced a process of birth and growth that could never think of other words except in depression.

Because he traveled through time and became a bird and a crow, and the starting point of this travel was in the eggshell. In the eggshell, his miserable life came.

"So it's so difficult to be a bird!!!" After experiencing some things, he sighed in his heart.

Not to mention anything else, just learning to fly, he almost fell to death. However, this cannot be entirely blamed on his current crow mother, because Mo Xuan, a top student in the physics department of Tsinghua University, and then a doctorate in physics at Harvard, so at the beginning of his study of flight, he tried to quickly master the flight based on the principles of aerodynamics. As a result, he fell down from the tree eighteen times and took away half of his life.

In fact, the dangers encountered in learning to fly are only a small part of the many incredible dangers. For Mo Xuan, the most painful thing since his time traveling is to find food.

Crows eat bugs!!!!!!!!!!!!

The ones I eat the most are caterpillars and blue worms!

The above two are what he sent to his mouth by the great crow mother when his hair was not yet fully grown, and he had to eat even if he didn't eat it.

It is also because of these bugs that he can grow up and find food by himself!

Now, he is a vegetarian, and his main food sources are tree seeds, grass seeds, and some berries. Of course, nuts are not unacceptable, anyway, the bugs are getting out of the way.

It is precisely because of the extreme unreasonable diet structure that he almost died of malnutrition until something that could change everything about him happened.

Just when he was about to be malnourished and couldn't keep an eye on it and was about to find the little bug to eat, he felt something strange.

This is a story that one night when he couldn't sleep, so he was bored to count the numbers there. As he counted, he felt a slight hot feeling flowing into his body along his hair. He was a little confused, and when his mind moved, the feeling disappeared.

At first, he thought it was just an illusion, or an illusion when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, and he didn't care, but when he counted the numbers again, the feeling appeared again.

Then there was the third time, the fourth time, and finally, Mo Xuan finally confirmed that it was not an illusion, but a fact, and soon, he determined the source of the feeling, Moonlight.

Could this be the legendary essence of absorbing the sun and the moon?

He didn't know.

But this energy made him feel energetic and rebirth. He felt a faint feeling in his heart. If he kept practicing like this, he might really be able to become something like the book says, and then turn into a human form and turn into a monster.

On this day, he lazily lazily on a branch, closing his eyes slightly, thinking about the beautiful things.

"First transform into a human form, then occupy a place with poor mountains and rivers. Being a mountain king is like the monsters in Journey to the West. In that case, you should... wait, Journey to the West?!!" It was strange. When he thought of Journey to the West, his eyes happened to see a monkey.

But the monkey was born with a short figure, a lonely face, a sharp face, a golden eye, and a golden fur. There were many monkeys on the mountain, but this monkey was obviously different. Just based on the golden fur and the appearance shown in the sun, Mo Xuan could determine that his fur was so efficient at absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

And those smart eyes were clearly showing that the monkey was as intelligent as himself.

"Interesting, could I meet Sun Wukong?" Mo Xuan thought maliciously in his heart, but he really didn't expect that he actually thought of the idea. Just as he watched the monkey crossing mountains and ridges, jumping around, as if looking for something, he suddenly heard a burst of singing from the deep forest. When he listened carefully, he said:

"Watch the chess and the tree is rotten, the wood is cut down, the valley is slowly walking by the clouds, selling firewood and wine, laughing wildly from the love. The autumn sky is high, facing the moon

When you pillow the pine roots, you will wake up the dawn. You will recognize the old forest, climb the cliff and cross the ridge, and hold an axe to break the withered vines.

It is a leap, and the market is full of three liters of rice. There is no competition for the price, the price is average, and it is not easy to make a trick.

Honor and disgrace, tranquility and respite. When we meet, we are either immortals or Taos. We sit quietly and talk about the Huangting."

This is strange. After I went through time and became a bird crow, I had never seen a bird man in the past two years, nor heard a personal voice. Why did this monkey head come and appear? Could it be that the legendary wheel of destiny began to rotate?

Wait, this scene seems to have been seen somewhere.

Just when he was surprised, he saw that the monkey seemed to have only risen and jumped up. Within a few leaps, he entered the depths of the forest. Mo Xuan spread his wings and followed the monkey. At no time, he saw the first person he had traveled through time.

What happened then made Mo Xuan turn his eyes and almost faint.

"Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, the slanting moon three-star cave, the Patriarch Subhuti!!!" Your grandfather's turtle grandson is actually the world in Journey to the West, and the monkey in front of you is the legendary one.

Mo Xuan's brain began to fall into trouble for a moment, but then again, even time travel, something like time travel that makes people's brains explode can happen. Naturally, the reason for traveling to the world of Journey to the West was not something that he could think of now, the little head of a crow, dozens of times smaller than the human brain.

I stood there for a while, but found that the conversation between the monkey and the woodcutter had ended. The woodcutter left with a load of firewood, and the monkey followed the woodcutter's guidance and moved towards the direction of the three-star cave in the slanting moon.

Mo Xuan naturally didn't think much about it. He flapped his wings and followed the monkey.

Seventeen or eighteen miles away, the Lingtai Square Cun Mountain, the Three Star Cave of the Moon was actually only seventeen or eighteen miles away from the small nest of his.

After practicing the demonic energy, his flying ability was greatly enhanced, but at the same time, he also felt the danger around him, so safety first,

He has always used his nest to be a habitually a stone depression hidden under the rocks. With it as the center, the range of movement is about ten miles. The three-star cave in the slanting moon is only seven or eight miles away from the edge of his movements.

At this time, Mo Xuan didn't know what it felt like, but then he thought, it was actually nothing, even if he found it first, what if he did?

Although the Taoist priests there seem to be not very famous, they are Sun Wukong's senior brother no matter what. Although he has a little sharp claws, a little sharp beak, and a little hard wings, it is nothing compared to them. Not to mention them, even if they meet ordinary people, he has to retreat. After all, his body is just the body of an ordinary crow. He can't speak. If he really runs over rashly and meets an unethical Taoist priest who does not follow the rules, he will directly beat him down and peel and cramp to improve the food, it would be too unfair. After thinking about this level, Mo Xuan became more and more careful.

Hiding in the branches and leaves of a dense pine tree not far from the Three Star Cave of the Slanting Moon, I reviewed the process of Sun Wukong's apprenticeship through the gaps of the pine needles. The difference is that I saw it on TV before, but in just a few minutes, this time it was a real historical event. It took three or four hours before the monkey was able to enter the door, and after the apprenticeship, he got his name, just as Mo Xuan expected, he got his name.

"So, what should I do?" Mo Xuan asked himself in his heart. Indeed, what should he do? He had thought just now that going to become a disciple like Sun Wuzi is not the best choice. He is not that monkey. Although this monkey has a miserable future experience, in the beginning, it can be said that he is extremely lucky and his blessings are extremely good. As for himself, hehe, it may be a blessing or a disaster!

Thinking of this, he began to think about what the Patriarch Subhuti did. He didn't know very clearly what he knew. He was able to teach monkeys. With this, he was a master. It would be unreasonable to put such a master in front of him and not take advantage of it, but he had to consider it carefully.

Now, Mo Xuan has a little regretful. If he knew that there would be such a situation today, why didn’t he have a good look at Journey to the West back then? At least he knew what to do. Now, he knew nothing except the monkey’s general experience, and the things he was most familiar with would not happen until five hundred years later.

Five hundred years later?!!

Damn, can I live that long? Do you think it was Kangxi who sang in the song, and you can borrow it for another five hundred years to heaven?

"Okay, let's listen first!" Mo Xuan waved his head and saw that the Three Star Cave of the Silent Moon was not a cave, but a large manor, with layers of deep pavilions and jade towers. As soon as he entered the pearl palace, naturally, strange flowers and plants were indispensable, and the big trees naturally would not fall. Not only would they not fall, but there were many, especially the place where the Yaotai where the ancestor sat was sitting was under two ancient trees in the sky. He made a secret decision. Mo Xuan flapped his wings and flew into the manor, found one of the two ancient trees, and found a good location. He stopped.

During this period, his heart was filled with drums, and who knew whether this old god would discover him?

Think about the martial arts novels, gods and demons novels I have read before. Which master in it can be noticed by an enemy or creature within a distance of tens of meters or hundreds of meters. The range within hundreds of miles cannot escape the sensing of their spiritual consciousness. Although he thought it was nonsense when he read it at that time, in this situation, he had to believe it even if he didn't believe it!!

Fortunately, until he found the thickest branch and stopped in the most hidden place, the ancestor still had no reaction, so he felt relieved. Whether he really didn't pay attention or pretended to be confused, if he pretended to be confused, anyway, the Bodhi ancestor didn't care.

In fact, he was not the only bird on the tree. In addition to where he stood, there were many birds among other branches and leaves, and he even saw several bird nests.

After seeing those bird nests, Mo Xuan originally wanted to follow suit and found some things like rotten branches and build a nest on it. But thinking about it, no, if you don’t say that, it’s too suspicious. It doesn’t matter if the ancestor doesn’t cause trouble for him. Don’t let the careful Taoist priest find that there is a crow on the tree that doesn’t move all day, that’s a problem.

Mo Xuan was so bachelor who was so nervous that he thought for a long time that he didn't come up with any good idea, so he stopped thinking about it. As soon as the ancestor began to preach, he honestly gathered the gods on the branch and transferred a word of what the ancestor said to the limited brain without missing a word.

Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s talk about the ancestor’s preaching.

Originally, in Mo Xuan's heart, what I remember most in the part when Sun Wuzi was learning art was that after the monkey was knocked three times, he followed the ancestor to have a small kitchen, so he has always kept this ancestor hidden.

But after hearing this, my thoughts immediately became very different. The ancestor said that the sky was falling and the golden lotus was surging in the ground. He talked for a while and talked for a while. Although there were many difficult things here, these things were said in the mouth of the ancestor, but they were easy to understand. It was true that the word enlightenment and one word was converted to the truth, guiding the mysteries of nature without birth.

However, this ancestor did not preach every day. It only opened an altar to preach on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, and explained doubts on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. At this time, Mo Xuan would find a good place between the two old trees to listen to the sermons. During the rest of the days, he practiced according to the content of the sermons of the ancestor, and lived a comfortable life.

To be honest, if someone teaches it or no one teaches it, the effect is different, completely different.

In the past, Mo Xuan only absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of sun and moon by instinct, and followed this qi. After listening to the ancestor's lecture, Mo Xuan finally found a scripture that suits him. You should know that the ancestor's content was mixed and numerous, and the whole person seemed to be a library. There were countless various methods in it, and each of his disciples would choose the method that suits him according to his actual situation. If you have any difficult questions, you will start asking the ancestor at the fifteenth time that the master and apprentice would be naturally involved.

As for Mo Xuan, he was completely a black man, and could only listen and naturally could not get the power to resolve doubts. However, this did not stump him, because he was careful when choosing the method. Practicing the method is the same as Sun Wuzi - the Nine-grade Heavenly Immortal Art.
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