The ancient mountain roads are covered with lush vegetation and are almost impossible to find.
Ancestor Yeman hurriedly walked on the ancient road and estimated that he was outside the scope of Longshan Township.
Mao couldn't find it here for a while, and even if he found it, it's hard to say what the ancestor would do on the mountain.
After all, wild animals in the mountains, such as wild boars, are certainly more ferocious than domestic pigs.
There are many wild boars in modern times, but they cannot be killed casually. In ancient times, there was no such restriction, and our ancestors had to eat braised pork elbows!
Yeman found a place to rest first, he was too tired from the long journey.
She had felt something was wrong before, but now she understood it while holding an old tree in her hand.
Aura!
There is spiritual energy!
Although there is very little spiritual energy in the mountains and can only be felt by the trees that are decades old, it is spiritual energy after all!
The ancestor did not cry with joy, just hold on still.
She is as steady as an old dog. She needs to find a place to sit down first.
On the stone, at night, the cold person was shivering. He was already warmed by the spiritual energy.
Before the spiritual energy is absorbed, it is not enough to feel warm in the heart; it will be much better if some wild vines are pulled out.
Her hands are very small and covered with calluses and scars. The middle finger of her left hand is slightly hooked and slightly disabled. This is not urgent.
You can hardly feel it away from the tree.
Yeman pressed her hands on the roots of the tree and felt that her spiritual energy was okay and relatively lively.
She practiced top-notch skills, but even though she was a little overqualified, it would be useless if she left them alone.
The top-notch exercises are very effective and you can feel the spiritual energy entering your body very quickly.
This is to introduce air into the body.
Like a gust of wind blowing.
It's a bit like an illusion, or in a place that has been dry for a long time, the wind equals hope.
Ye Man was as steady as an old dog. He had been sitting there for an unknown amount of time, his hands were frozen, and his other fingers were hooked like his middle finger.
I finally feel something on my body, like moisture on my chapped lips, or water in a basin, which is not as dewy as dew.
I don’t know when my whole body will be soaked, my meridians will be opened, and I will enter the Qi refining realm.
But this is at least a good start, and there is real hope.
The spiritual energy of a tree is not much, and if it is absorbed, it will not have much impact.
Wild vine mobilizes the spiritual energy in the body and first nourishes the internal organs.
Although there is very little spiritual energy, it has a great effect, at least psychologically.
Ye Man felt that after practicing for a long time, he was in good condition.
She stood up, took an egg and ate it in a few mouthfuls, then she felt a wave of spiritual energy.
All the wild animals in the mountains are moving.
The ancestor of the wild vine is wilder than the beast, and he can kill it with just a branch.
Fortunately, she was familiar with the movement technique, and she could walk on flat ground in the mountains, and soon came to a bamboo forest.
Inside the bamboo forest, it was not as dark as the big trees or grass, so her eyes got used to it.
Watching all kinds of wild beasts come over, but actually not knowing anything, it is an instinct.
Regardless of whether he knew it or not, Ye Man used a branch as a sword. For a moment, the sword energy was gone, and the sword intent enveloped the bamboo forest!
For a moment, the wild beasts really dispersed like birds and beasts.
This top-notch swordsmanship scares them all into using a forty-meter-long sword to kill chickens.
Not only is it scary, Ye Man really wants to take action. Killing the wild boar will make arrangements for braised pork.
The poisonous snakes were scared away.
Ye Man came over and found a spring beside the bamboo forest. There was a bamboo ginseng growing on the edge of the spring.
This bamboo ginseng must be three to five hundred years old. It is exhaling spiritual energy, as if it is about to become a spirit. It is better to say that it is like a flower about to bloom.
The wild vine was very happy to encounter such a good bamboo ginseng in this bamboo forest.
First sit down and soak up the spiritual energy.
It seems that not only trees that have been around for a long time, but also other things may be able to gather spiritual energy over time. Now there is more hope.
The wild vine draws Qi into the body, and after a while, instead of getting dewdrops, you get a drop of spiritual energy as big as a dewdrop.
Bringing it to the heart is really refreshing.
It is so refreshing that the wind blows in the bamboo forest at night, and it can make you sick in a short while.
Ye Man's health was not very good, and he would have absorbed the spiritual energy if he hadn't held his breath.
She still needed to pay attention, dig out the bamboo ginseng, put it into the space, and left.
Birds and beasts are singing in the mountains.
Ye Man thought to himself, there are still good things in the mountains, don't keep them, see you next time.
After introducing Qi into the body, my condition improved significantly and my steps were brisk.
Walking through the ancient road, continue to eat eggs. They are still hot when you take them out.
Ye Man saw a big tree on the roadside, climbed up and touched a few bird eggs. Not to mention whether it was more nutritious, it was only worth two cents a piece.
We kept going all night, and before dawn, we were about to leave the mountain.
There is an aralia tree by the roadside.
This is a traditional Chinese medicine. When it sprouts in spring, it is called Ci Lao Ya. It is known as the best mountain treasure in the world.
It's autumn now, and wild vines don't pick herbs. She is interested in the aura of the trees.
This tree is not big, but has a lot of energy.
There are many thorns on the tree. The wild vines avoid the thorns and just absorb the spiritual energy. It is more delicious than delicacies from the mountains and seas.
When the light of dawn shone on her.
The hair on his head was like a handful of dry grass, wet with dew; his face was thin, making his eyes look bigger.
Yeman mobilizes a little spiritual energy in the eyes, eyes are very important.
The morning breeze blew, making her shivering from the cold, and she strode down the mountain.
There is a small mountain village at the foot of the mountain, which is picturesque and poetic in the morning light.
Mountain people don't need to dress up too much, they have nature to dress them up.
Various fruit trees, wild fruits in the mountains, and crops in the fields are waiting for the autumn harvest.
The sky is extremely clean, the morning glow is the best decoration, and it is difficult for an artist to paint it all.
Roosters crow and dogs bark, and even though there are only a dozen or so households, it is still a prosperous scene.
The mountain people live a poetic life, so I ask if they are hungry?
Every family was smoking and making breakfast. No matter what they ate in the morning, Ye Man was very hungry.
She first found a place to squat in the grass.
Before using Reiki to nourish the internal organs, some impurities needed to be discharged.
After squatting, I remembered something, there was no paper.
If I had known that I should have kept some of Rong Bai's books or papers, it would have been a mistake.
The ancients talked about respecting and cherishing writing paper and stipulated that "old writing paper is not allowed to be used", which means that someone must use it.
In fact, using straw or leaves is not a big deal. Many people use straw paper, and if it is rough, the straw is slightly processed.
Yeman finished cleaning up and washed her hands with spring water, but it was cold.
She took out the basket again, without taking out the teapot, but took out the bowl.
He broke another branch and looked like he was begging for food. He strode down the mountain to beg for something to eat.
"grandmother!"
A scream startled Ancestor Yeman. She wasn't exposed, was she?
"Grandma, what's wrong with you?"
Young people's questions are always a bit stupid, Yeman thought to himself, and sometimes the words "Is it okay" are quite speechless.
"Mom! Grandma fainted!"
Oh, this sentence is quite clear. Yeman didn't ask for breakfast and immediately rushed into the house.
Although this mountain man leads a poetic life and has three main houses, the rooms in the thatched hut are not very big.
A woman was turning from the simple yet romantic kitchen into the house.
Yeman ran faster than her, like a tornado, and put the basket aside.
When she entered the inner room, a little girl called her: "Mom!"
Yeman could be the ancestor of her ancestors and didn't care at all. Looking at the old lady she was supporting, the situation was not optimistic.
Ye Man stepped forward and placed his index fingers on both sides of the Adam's apple on the front of the old lady's neck, but could not feel the pulse of the artery.