Chapter 142 Why not just ask that orange cat?
The mountains here seem a little different from those in the Federation.
Yi Chun was walking on the steep mountain path. Last night, he slept on the beam of a side hall of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.
And now, he was going to get something to eat.
Even on such a steep mountain, there are still abundant signs of human activities.
Yi Chun could smell many scents in the air that had not yet completely faded.
It even gave him the illusion of walking in a deserted downtown at midnight.
Yi Chun wagged his tail. He didn’t quite understand what these people were thinking when they came to this mountain.
But that had nothing to do with him.
This world is still very unfamiliar to him.
However, the situation in another field was not as declining as Yi Chun had previously thought.
The natural particles in the air of this world are not very strong, but their properties seem to be somewhat...
Yi Chun thought about it and felt that perhaps it could be described as "smooth".
Yes, the natural forces here are unusually gentle to living beings.
It is difficult for it to condense into an elemental spirit that brings lightning and fire, but it also nourishes all things in a subtle and 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 in front and one behind, like plum blossoms.
Soon, the footprints disappeared completely as if smoothed out by an invisible force.
Following the steep mountain path and dense woods that passed through the mountains, Yi Chun came to a place that looked like an observation deck.
It was a huge rock that almost hung out of the mountain, and the top was relatively flat.
There weren't many signs of human intervention, and there was a fence at the entrance with the following words written on it in neat fonts:
"It's dangerous on the cliff, please don't climb!"
This font, which is almost identical to the traditional characters of the Federation's East Asian region, was quite surprising to Yi Chun.
He always felt that there was some indescribable subtle connection between this place and the East Asian region of the Federation.
But he had no proof, and it didn't seem to matter anymore...
After all, if even the world can be a dream, then what is impossible?
Of course, Yi Chun’s thoughts were not on this aspect at the moment.
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 is harmoniously integrated with the surrounding environment.
It's not a complete confusion, but a feeling of independence yet harmonious integration.
This feeling was not unfamiliar to Yi Chun - he had experienced it before from the forest druid Morita.
However, there is a huge difference between the life forms of the old Taoist and the forest druid Morita.
Is he... meditating?
Or is it spiritual practice?
As a druid apprentice born in East Asia, Yi Chun is no stranger to either.
It's just that the former is more commonly used by nature druids.
As for the latter, he only knew about it from some inherited culture of the old times of the Federation.
Just as Yi Chun was staring at the old Taoist priest, he heard hurried footsteps and panting coming from the distant mountain road covered by the morning mist.
Yi Chun felt that the voice was quite familiar.
Sure enough, when Yi Chun was able to see the person clearly, he discovered that this person was the Taoist youth he had been watching before.
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"Grandmaster, I heard from Master that you were looking for me."
Yu Xing looked at the old Taoist in front of him a little stiffly and said.
He had never seen this old Taoist priest, but he had heard of the name of his master.
Of course, he had only heard his master and grandmaster mention it when they were chatting.
Naturally, we have had contact with each other in daily life.
But it seemed that Yu Xing couldn't see how powerful his master was.
However, he also knew that it was definitely 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 powerful!
The old Taoist did not answer directly. His body, which was as stiff as a stone sculpture, suddenly relaxed.
Then, he slowly exhaled a stream of white air like a rainbow in the mist.
The white gas slowly dissipated. It was not as sharp as the legendary sword energy, but it was not like ordinary breath either.
Yu Xing widened his eyes, although he didn't know what that meant.
But it’s definitely not bad!
Moreover, seeing that Master’s breath is so long, his kidneys must be very strong!
When Yu Xing thought of some methods mentioned in ancient books, he suddenly shuddered.
Master, I want to learn this!
On the other side, the orange cat who was not discovered by Yu Xing also widened his eyes.
What the hell?
How come this old Taoist's life state suddenly increased so dramatically!
Just when Yi Chun thought that the other party's life state was about to become a legend in this calm situation.
The other party's life state stopped growing and then gradually fell.
This made Yi Chun seem to see an unknown life quietly popping out from a deep pool. After it returned to the deep pool, only the ripples of the water proved its transcendent existence.
"Want to learn?"
The old Taoist opened his eyes, and those eyes that seemed peaceful and focused after years of accumulation stared at Yu Xing and spoke slowly.
"Um!"
The young Taoist priest Yu Xing nodded quickly and said.
"There are thousands of ways, each with its own merits. Your master learned swordsmanship, and your master's grandfather learned martial arts. I wonder what you want to learn?"
The old Taoist asked.
"I……"
The young Taoist priest Yu Xing scratched his head. He had a lot of thoughts in his mind and didn't know what to choose.
The art of controlling women is of course nonsense. If you really want to learn a skill, the two methods mentioned by the master are obviously more reliable.
"Don't be anxious. If you have doubts, you might as well listen to other people's opinions and make comparisons."
The old Taoist looked at Yu Xing's tangled expression, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he turned his head to look at the other side and said:
"As the saying goes: The truth is not passed on to the inhuman, and the law is not passed on to the six ears. I see that it is a raccoon cat, but it is a smart one . Why not ask it?"
Yichun: Meow???
Seeing the old Taoist looking at him, he immediately let out a puzzled cry.
Yi Chun felt that this old Taoist looked a little unusual, and he thought it would be better to slip away as soon as possible.
"You see it sighs when it hears the sound, and its breath sounds like a sound. How about I teach you the method of eating air?"
The old Taoist stopped looking at Yi Chun and turned back to look at the young Taoist Yu Xing and said.
"Disciple is willing!"
Although I feel that the word "eating air" doesn't sound as majestic as the sword I learned from my master.
But Yu Xing felt that since his master had learned sword skills, it seemed unnecessary for him to choose a sword.
When the time comes, I will find a master to learn from!
Adults feel that you can’t have the best of both worlds, while children only know how to have it all!
"In that case, please remember this..."
Listening to the old Taoist priest teaching his disciples, Yi Chun felt that it was time for him to leave.
However, as he listened, he felt that the floor below was quite comfortable to squat on.
So, Yi Chun turned his back to the two of them and pricked up his ears to listen carefully...
