"Grandpa, I've been here for so long, and I don't know what your name is, and why are you here alone?"
An Ruoqing was sitting in the pavilion outside the house, looking at the high blue sky, while the old man was sitting beside him.
"Call me Fudeng Taoist! I used to be the valley master of Biyou Valley. I accidentally broke into this alien space, and never went out again. Isn't it great here! Stay away from worldly disputes, but Practice peace of mind."
When he said this, Daoist Fudeng looked a little sad, but after a while, his eyes lighted up, and he naughty said to An Ruoqing: "Why don't you stay and accompany me to practice all the time! I want to accept you." Apprentice, okay! That's it!"
Taoist Fuden didn't care about An Ruoqing's reaction at all, so he called the shots without authorization and forced An Ruoqing to stay.
"I said, Grandpa Fudeng, you are too overbearing! Did I say that I want to worship you as a teacher? I don't want to stay here for the rest of my life. Even if I don't see a personal image, I will suffocate people."
"It's impossible to be suffocated. I have lived for hundreds of years, but I am still fine. How do I feel that I am getting younger and younger, hahahaha..."
An Ruoqing's mouth crooked, her brows touched slightly, she was almost suffocated.
An Ruoqing said that he didn't want to be Fudeng Taoist's apprentice, but in fact, Fudeng Taoist taught An Ruoqing all of what he had learned within this month.
And An Ruoqing also learned how to communicate with flowers and plants in this short month, and realized that everything is spiritual power, and the method of using everything to restrain everything.
Only by mastering the law of survival of all things can there be inexhaustible spiritual power. The spiritual power of nature has no end, and everything must go with the flow and cannot be violated.
Taoist Fudeng’s words are deeply remembered in An Ruoqing’s mind. She has to carry a back every day. Although she still doesn’t know how to transform everything into her own spiritual power, An Ruoqing believes that there will always be Then one day, he can talk to nature like the Taoist Fuden, and integrate the spiritual power of nature with himself.
"It doesn't matter if you don't keep it, now that the spiritual power in your body has completely penetrated your heart channel, it seems that you have a complete understanding of the heart channel meridian, and you have not practiced for nothing this month!"
Taoist Fu Deng's face darkened, and he sighed deeply. There is a kind of female big not staying, and the feeling of marrying a girl entangled in his heart.
He didn't know why An Ruoqing had to concentrate on cultivating the Heart Channel Meridian in the past month, but from the spiritual power in her body, An Ruoqing is not very human. Maybe An Ruoqing has something more important to do. Well, even though Taoist Fudeng has a weird temper, he has lived for hundreds of years. He is confused on his face, but he understands in his heart!
"Thanks to my grandfather's suggestion, I, An Ruoqing, understood the truth. You have half the credit!"
An Ruoqing walked out of the pavilion as she spoke, picked up the kettle for watering flowers on the ground, and poured water on the death flower next to her.
"Hey! I've said it so many times, you girl, you still don't have a long memory. You have to compare your heart, communicate, and communicate with your heart. If you keep watering it, you are going to drown it! You... Be careful that it retaliates. You!"
"Ok... OK... OK... I'll listen to you, I ask if it still works?"
Taoist Fudeng shook his head at An Ruoqing, and he was really worried about An Ruoqing's carelessness.
Seeing Taoist Fudeng shook her head, An Ruoqing turned her head to face, and Taoist Fudeng grinned helplessly and made a face.
The Taoist Fudeng saw An Ruoqing playing slippery again, he also made a strange expression to this An Ruoqing, and the two laughed together in tacit understanding.
Time can change a person.
The passage of time will dilute a person's feelings, wash away some important memories, deepen the hatred of the past, and change a person's character.
An Ruoqing has also figured out a lot because of this month's time. Only by constantly strengthening herself can it be possible to realize what she wants.
Because of this month, the life of Taoist Fuden has rekindled hope that is about to burn in his heart.
An Ruoqing's company this month made Fudeng Taoist feel that the time is not long or lonely. He even longed that An Ruoqing would stay here forever.
But what should go will always go, and what should come is still going to come. This is the law of nature and no one can change it.
Taoist Fudeng became depressed and unhappy because An Ruoqing was about to leave, even though An Ruoqing had ten thousand reluctances in her heart.
Seeing Taoist Fudeng's thin back, reflected in the sunset, pulling longer on the uneven soil hillside, An Ruoqing felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
It was a kind of heart-wrenching pain. Taoist Fudeng lost the laughter and swearing of the past, and the uncertain face, which made An Ruoqing feel more heartache.
Although the beauty is like a dream, it can't be seen by Taoist Fudeng. When people are old, they will always feel a little more melancholy, not to mention staying alone in this alien space for hundreds of years.
An Ruoqing did not disturb Taoist Fudeng. That person loved her like a grandfather. Although his character was always so weird and often scolded An Ruoqing for no reason, she faced an old man who had lived for hundreds of years, An Ruoqing. Still crying.
The morning sun, like a naughty child, passed through the withered vine tree in front of the house and shot directly into An Ruoqing's eyes, making her unable to open her eyes for a while.
An old man holding a wine gourd was sitting on the withered vine tree, and the picture happened to be printed on the ground beside An Ruoqing's bed.
An Ruoqing rubbed her sleepy eyes and took a closer look. That weird dress and that antique wine gourd were the Taoist Fudeng.
An Ruoqing opened another window and heard Taoist Fudeng shouting at her: "Crazy girl, you are still sleeping, let you eat for nothing and get up and work."
Taoist Fudeng tilted his head, pretending to be fierce, and staring at An Ruoqing.
"Oh! I... Got it, I will go out now. Yesterday, Piranha and Ghost Boneweed didn't let me get close. They seemed hostile to me, so I didn't water it yesterday. I'm sorry! Grandpa, I …I’ll go now."
"How many times have I said that Piranha, Rafflesia, and Cannibal are all unique species. You have to spend more time thinking about them. Everything has its own unique rules of survival. These are the masters of carnivores. My son!"
"Oh, I know that Grandpa Fudeng must learn to observe them, that is, to find out their uniqueness, and then focus on cultivating them. Unfortunately, they are carnivorous flowers. I have watered them for a month."
"You crazy girl, don't you know these names when you hear them? That's stupid! Tsk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tsk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk
An Ruoqing's words suddenly angered Taoist Fu Deng, he showed a bad look on his face, his mouth was tight, his hands on his hips, pointing to An Ruoqing and speechless.