"Old Huixian, what are you doing?"

Bai Yujun saw Lao Huixian packing his luggage, including broken bamboo poles, straw hats, straw sandals, old coarse cloth monk robes full of patches, old wooden fish that had been shiny for many years, small stones packing some sundries into the bookcase, and the snake demon boy silently wiping his ring head. Knife, as if on a far journey.

The snake demon boy stood up and paid tribute, and Little Stone was overjoyed.

"Boss Bai is here~! I haven't seen you for many years. Brother Monkey said he will go find you if you don't come."

Bai Bai smiled when he heard this.

The monkey is very loyal, but his mouth is too poisonous...

The kind-hearted old Hui Xian smiled awkwardly, put away the old wooden bowl with holes in it, and shrunk the rough and hairy big toes exposed on the outside of the straw sandals. Face is something that no one can do without. Human nature, if you emphasize it too much Open-mindedness is inferior to others.

"Well, I haven't seen the donor for hundreds of years. Do you still remember the fragrance of the thick tea from Zhuquan?"

"Of course you remember. Why didn't you come here to ask for tea just after you woke up? Are you going to travel far away to make money?"

"Well……"

I feel embarrassed when I think of making money to build a temple.

Ever since Carpenter Monkey came to Zhuquan Temple, he has saved himself from asking for alms everywhere and only eats grass because of his good skills.

"The poor monk wants to go down the mountain for a walk. Of course, it would be better if he can make money."

"Look at this, it's such a serious matter. It's delaying Master's practice. It's such a coincidence. I'm so sorry."

A certain white-faced guy was famously thick-skinned, and he wasn't even the least bit embarrassed.

"It's okay, make a pot of tea and then go."

The little stone carried a wooden bucket and jumped up and down happily to fetch water.

Huixian took out a bamboo tube from the house, which was filled with tea leaves. He was very good at growing vegetables and making tea, oh, and he also cut bamboo shoots.

Bai Yujun was wearing a long-sleeved plain skirt and her black hair was disheveled. She was sitting on a stone bench chatting with Lao Huixian. She felt very comfortable.

The snake demon boy carefully lit a fire, boiled water and made tea with the little stone. The monkey came over with a wine jar stained with fresh soil and sat together, squatting on a stone bench, drinking a sip of old wine and nibbling a bamboo shoot. The monkey's tail flicked happily, which made a certain dragon suspicious. I discovered a new meaning.

"Brother Monkey, your taste has changed?"

"Squeak, I saw a black and white silly bear chewing bamboo shoots, so I followed suit."

"That's a panda..."

The monkey scratched his head in confusion, as if he had encountered some profound problem that was difficult to understand.

"Zhizhi? You said that's a cat?"

After listening to Bai Yujun's words, the monkey went into a state of confusion. He seriously thought about whether that idiot was a bear or a cat. He also started the enlightenment mode. Bai Yujun was amazed and decided to examine himself three times a day. As a mythical beast, Bailong actually If your understanding is not as good as that of a monkey, you should be ashamed of yourself.

I took two sips of old wine and turned around, forgetting about myself.

"Where are Tie Qiu and Qing Ling? They have been down the mountain for a long time, right?"

"Excellent, Donor Iron Ball and Donor Qingling have been down the mountain to save the souls of the dead in the ancient tomb for several years. Well... Donor Bai, I would like to ask you, the poor monk thinks you are becoming more and more dazzling. Why is this?"

The corner of Bai Yujun's mouth twitched. The ghost's soul was probably beaten to ashes.

As for dazzling, why didn’t I notice it myself?

"Maybe it's because my cultivation level has improved too quickly. Alas, I'm worried..."

Others dream of advancing faster, but Moubai is on the contrary. Even though his advancement is extremely slow, he still thinks hard about how to slow down the speed every day and tries his best to lay a solid foundation, fearing that he will be at the same speed as ordinary practitioners.

The water in the clay pot is boiling.

The tea leaves are brewed in boiling water and tumbled, the fragrance is refreshing and soothing.

Take a sip.

Listen to the gentle breeze combing through the bamboo forest, smell the fragrance of the mountains, and feel at ease with the world.

It's just weird to drink tea after drinking wine.

"Master really went down the mountain to make money?"

Hearing this, Old Huixian looked bitter and sighed, his rough and thin old face even more compassionate.

"In the past three years, the poor monk has frequently seen the blood-red sky, and often heard the cries of resentful souls. The monks always wanted to do something out of compassion. This time, I came down the mountain to save the miserable souls."

Bai Yujun shook his head.

"Heaven has fallen, the demon world has invaded and evil cultivators have caused trouble, and the eight immortal realms have conquered each other and fought in melee."

After a pause, he continued.

"The vastness of the immortal world may be endless. The flames of war affect all living things. There are countless lives and deaths every moment. How many can you survive?"

"It's so good. You can survive as many as you can..."

The old Huixian is still the same old Huixian. It is better to do it seriously than to talk too much.

Whenever mourners fill the wild and people are devastated, most of them speak boldly to pacify the world and create a prosperous age. They speak eloquently and wave their fans to talk about the country. They do not think about eating and drinking, frown and seriously formulate strategies.

In the end it was nothing more than a fantasy.

As long as you are willing to do it, even if you start from something trivial.

Only then will there be hope for the world.

The monkey next to him paused to think, took a sip of wine, smelled the aroma of tea, picked up the old bowl and took a sip of fresh tea, then picked up the bamboo shoots and took a few bites, suddenly frowned, and after eating the three flavors together, he felt that something was not right...

The flames boiled water and the lid shook.

The tea in the cup suddenly had a slightly bitter taste.

Lowering your head, you can see the rising and falling of tea leaves, like a fairy road of thorns.

Looking up, you can see the tall green bamboos swaying, the deep blue sky among the tender greens, and the white clouds drifting away.

Bai Yujun thought about it for a long time.

Fighting for hegemony is too far away. In fact, I am lazy by nature. I like to sleep in the sun. I fight and kill every day, but I don’t eat meat. I have endless intrigues and plots. I sit back and watch the demon world encroaching step by step. What’s the point? In the eyes of the demons, I’m afraid it will be a success.

Got a joke.

Think about it.

The purpose is still to live, live well, and do meaningful things.

When you have nothing else to do, you should carefully raise the ball and turn the small broken ball into a big world. If possible, continue to evolve into a main world similar to the ancient world, raise snakes, raise phoenixes, raise delicious food...

He raised his head and stared blankly.

Next to him, Monkey did not shy away from drinking freely in front of Old Huixian.

Lao Huixian cultivates himself, not others. He has a calm mind and knows how to let go.

Anyone who makes unreasonable demands on others all day long is evil.

The little stone squatted in front of the small stove and happily roasted chestnuts. The chestnuts were very fragrant when roasted. They were very hungry after eating them, which made monkeys snatch them to eat. It is said that they were bought from the merchants down the mountain. They eat bamboo shoots every day to change their taste.

Bai Bai still drank tea casually with his head raised, thinking about whether to eat a few Abandoned Little World pills.

In a trance.

A bamboo leaf drifts leisurely...

He stretched out his slender jade fingers and gently caught it, holding it with his fingers and turning it over and over.

After thinking about it, he opened his mouth and took a bite to taste.

Actually, it doesn't have any special fragrance.

Pursing her red lips lightly, she blew a relaxing tune with green bamboo leaves, drifting far and wide with the wind, surrounded by clear tea, old wine, old houses with mottled moss and stone walls, and soft sounds.

The monkey scratched his back.

"white."

"Um?"

"I trust you, remember to greet me during a fight."

"Okay, Brother Monkey is the God of War."

"Zhizhizhi~"

The relationship between friends is very simple. Bai Yujun understands everything the monkey says. The monkey understands that the tree of friends of the white dragon wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. Just like before, when someone provoked him for no reason, he was always pushed forward, unable to stop or escape.

, now that I have understood the Three Thousand Ways, I can help.

Time always flies by.

After drinking the tea, the charcoal fire on the small stove was extinguished and only thin smoke remained.

The water from the well in the bamboo forest is suitable for making tea, but there is little time for tea in the world.
Chapter completed!