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Chapter 137 Why don't you just ask the orange cat

The mountains here seem a little different from the mountains in the federation.

Yi Chun was walking on the steep mountain road. Last night, he slept on the beams of the side hall of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

And now, he was going to get some food.

Even on such a steep mountain, there are still abundant signs of human activity.

Yi Chun could smell many smells in the air that had not completely faded away.

It even gave him the illusion of walking in a deserted downtown at midnight.

Yi Chun shook his tail. He didn't quite understand what thoughts these people had in coming to this mountain.

However, that has nothing to do with him.

This world is still very unfamiliar to him so far.

However, its situation in another field is not as declining as Yi Chun thought before.

The natural particles in the air of this world are not very strong, but their properties appear to be somewhat...

Yi Chun thought for a while, and he felt that maybe he could evaluate it as "run".

Yes, the natural forces here are extremely gentle to living creatures.

It is difficult to condense into the elemental spirit that brings thunder and fire, but it also nourishes all things in a silent way.

The dew on the mountain was heavy, and Yi Chun shook his slightly wet body.

His claws left shallow footprints on the stone steps, one after another, like plum blossoms.

And soon, the footprints completely dissipated under the influence of invisible forces, as if they had been smoothed.

Following the steep mountain roads and dense woods that shuttled between the mountains, Yi Chun came to a place that looked like a viewing platform.

It was a huge rock that almost hung out of the mountain, and the top was fairly flat.

There are not many artificial traces, and there is a fence at the entrance with the words "

"It's dangerous to be on the cliff, please don't climb!"

This kind of font, which is almost the same as the inherited characters of the Federal East Asia District, was something that surprised Yi Chun.

He always felt that there were some subtle connections between this place and the Federation's East Asia region that were difficult to describe.

But he has no evidence, and it doesn't seem to matter anymore...

After all, even the world can be a dream, so what is impossible?

Of course, Yi Chun's thoughts were not focused on this aspect at this time.

He stared at the old Taoist sitting cross-legged on the rock, feeling a little curious.

In the perception of nature, the life force of this Taoist blends harmoniously with the surrounding environment.

It's not a complete confusion, but a feeling of independence but harmonious blending.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to Yi Chun - he once experienced it with the forest druid Mori Tart.

It's just that there are huge differences in the life forms of the old Taoist and the forest druid Mori Tart.

Is he... meditating?

Or is it practice?

As a Druid apprentice born in East Asia, Yi Chun is no stranger to both.

It's just the former, more used by natural druids.

As for the latter, he only knew it from some inherited culture from the old era of the Federation.

Just as Yi Chun was staring at the old Taoist, the sound of rapid footsteps and breathing came from the distant mountain road covered by the early morning mist.

Yi Chun felt that the voice was quite familiar.

Sure enough, when Yi Chun could see clearly the appearance of the person coming, he found that this person was the young Taoist priest he had watched before.

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"Master, I heard that Master said you were looking for me."

Yu Xing looked at the old Taoist in front of him with some caution and said.

He had never met this old Taoist, but he had heard of his master's name.

Of course, he only heard it mentioned when his master and master were chatting.

Naturally, we have had contact with each other in daily life.

But it seemed that Yu Xing couldn't see the greatness of his master.

However, he also knew that it must be because he was not capable enough.

After all, Yu Xing has always admired his master, and his master’s master’s master must be so awesome!

The old Taoist did not answer directly. His body, as stagnant as a stone sculpture, suddenly became soothed.

Then, in the mist, he slowly exhaled a stream of white air like a white rainbow.

The white air slowly dissipated. It was not as sharp as the legendary sword air, but it was also not like an ordinary breath.

Yu Xing's eyes widened, although he didn't know what it meant.

But it’s definitely not bad!

Moreover, seeing how long the master's breath is, his kidneys must be very powerful!

Yu Xing thought of some of the methods mentioned in ancient books, and he was instantly inspired.

Master, I want to learn this!

On the other side, the orange cat, who had not been noticed by Yu Xing, also widened his eyes.

Damn it?

Why did this old Taoist's life status suddenly increase dramatically!

Just when Yi Chun thought that the other party's life state was going to become a legend under such calm conditions.

The opponent's life status stopped growing, and then gradually fell.

This made Yi Chun vaguely see an unknown life quietly popping up from the deep pool. After it returned to the deep pool, only the constant ripples of the pool proved its transcendent existence.

"Want to learn?"

The old Taoist opened his eyes, and those eyes that looked peaceful and condensed under the precipitation of time stared at Yu Xing and said slowly.

"Um!"

The little Taoist priest Yu Xing nodded quickly and said.

"There are thousands of ways, each with its own achievements. Your master has learned swordsmanship, and your master has learned martial arts. I wonder what you want to learn?"

The old Taoist asked.

"I……"

The little Taoist priest Yu Xing scratched his head. He had so many thoughts in his mind that he didn't know what to choose.

Naturally, the art of controlling girls is nonsense. When you are about to learn some skills, it is obvious that the two methods mentioned by your master are more reliable.

"Don't be anxious. Since you have doubts, it's better to listen to other people's opinions for comparison."

The old Taoist looked at Yu Xing's entangled look, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he turned his head and looked to the other side and said

"As the saying goes, if the Tao is not taught to humans, the Dharma is not transmitted to the six ears. I see that although it is a civet cat, it is clever, so I might as well ask it."

Yi Chun Meow???

Seeing the old Taoist look at him, he immediately let out a confused cry.

Yi Chun felt that this old Taoist looked a little unusual, so he thought it would be better to escape as soon as possible.

"You see it sighs when it hears the sound, and the breath comes out like a roar. How about I teach you the method of breath breathing?"

The old Taoist no longer looked at Yi Chun, but looked back at the young Taoist Yu Xing and said.

"Disciple is willing!"

Although I feel that the word breathlessness does not sound as majestic as the sword learned by the master.

But Yu Xing felt that since the master had learned the sword, it seemed unnecessary for him to choose another sword.

When the time comes, just find a way to learn from the master!

Adults will feel that they cannot have the best of both worlds, but children only know that they want them all!

"In this case, please note down..."

After hearing that the old Taoist began to teach his disciples the Dharma, Yi Chun felt that it was time to leave.

However, after listening to it, he felt that the floor underneath was quite comfortable for him to squat on.

So, Yi Chun turned his back to the two of them, pricked up his ears and listened carefully...

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