Ming Yiqian was roasting a chicken by the fire spring. His eyes were cold and deep as he smiled faintly, "No need. This fire spring was originally meant for you."
"Nun! Catch it!"
Seeing that the roast chicken was ready, he tore off half of it along with the wooden stick and threw it to Daohe.
Dao Heshou hurriedly caught it and almost fell into the fire spring.
Leaning against the spring, he began to eat with big mouthfuls.
Ming Yichui ate slowly, thinking about the illusion traps he had set on the road. He wondered if the cunning Wuxu would fall for it.
Daohe was a thirteen-year-old boy who finished half a roast chicken very quickly.
He looked at the roast chicken in Ming Yichu's hand again.
"Brother Yichu, can you finish this half roast chicken?"
"If you can't finish it, let me help you. It's shameful to waste food."
Daohe rubbed his hands and grinned foolishly.
Ming Yichu glanced at him, gave him half of the roast chicken in his hand, and said nothing.
Daohe took it, thanked him, and ran to the side to concentrate on eating it.
After eating, he burped in satisfaction.
He swam to Ming Yichu's side again and poked him a little embarrassedly, "Brother Yichu, why isn't the master eating?"
"Man is iron and rice is steel, and he cannot live without food."
Daohe blinked his big eyes and asked.
Ming Yichui put down the unfinished roast chicken and thought to himself, this kid talks too much.
"Didn't you eat all the roast chicken?"
He only ate one chicken leg from a whole fat chicken, and let Daohe eat almost the rest.
Daohe scratched his hair, lowered his head and his face flushed.
"Then I'll catch another one for the master."
"I ate most of the chicken. I feel embarrassed."
He whispered.
Ming Yichu suddenly smiled, "No need, I'm just teasing you."
"Master is different from ordinary people. He can go a whole month without food. He only needs to drink the dew from the flowers and plants in the mountains."
Daohe reacted with a look of surprise and called Shenyouzi a god!
"Master, do you think I can become a Taoist priest?"
"I also want to be like you and Brother Yichu, to have a lot of skills. It feels great!"
Daohe swam to the other side of the fire spring, closer to Shenyouzi.
He said it with a face full of piety and hope.
Shenyouzi slowly opened his eyes from his meditation and asked only three questions, "What is the Tao in your heart?"
"Why did you become a monk?"
"What do you want to do when entering the Dao Sect?"
Daohe was stunned and didn't understand what it meant.
Yes, what is the Tao in his heart? He just saw that the master and Yi Chu brother were very powerful when they used magic.
He wanted to become a monk.
Is this the reason why he entered Buddhism?
Daohe fell into deep thought, leaning against the fire spring and thinking without saying anything.
Shenyouzi stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.
This child also has excellent comprehension, but is slightly inferior to Yi Chu.
With a little guidance and wholehearted practice of Taoism, you will surely achieve great success.
Shenyouzi looked at his apprentice, calculated for a moment, and his expression changed slightly. He didn't expect Wuxu to catch up so quickly.
It seems that there is a black shadow, but I can't see what it is.
"Yichu, let's go."
"Let's go to the Lotus Terrace."
Shenyouzi did not look relaxed as he rode on the green ox and walked ahead.
Ming Yichu nodded, pulled Dao He, who was frowning and thinking, out of the fire spring, and threw a piece of clothing on him, "Put it on."
He walked to the front and took the rope of the cow.
As Daohe came out of the fire spring, he felt cold all over, especially between his legs and buttocks, and the cold air penetrated into his body.
He quickly caught the clothes and put them on as he walked behind.
"Brother Yichu, wait for me."
"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? I haven't soaked enough yet..."
He muttered softly.
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Wuxu led half of the mindless villagers of Hemiao Village and headed towards the fire spring like zombies.
As the night deepened, fog rose in the mountains.
A misty drizzle began to fall, and villagers kept slipping and falling on the steep mountain road.
If the villagers hadn't lost consciousness, they would have screamed in pain.
"waste!"
"I am an unrivaled genius, even I am not as good as you."
Wuxu snorted coldly and used his soul power to help the fallen villager up.
These fools are the key to his success in taking over another body, so there can be no mistakes!
A hazy drizzle was falling, and the surrounding environment changed. Wuxu found that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar.
It seemed to be his childhood home.
A flood destroyed everything and my parents died.
He was left alone, sitting on the collapsed house after the flood receded and crying.
"Why did I come back here?"
Wuxu murmured in pain, wanting to do something, but found that he couldn't move at all.
The little Wuxu crying on the house was a six-year-old child at that time. He had lost his parents and was crying loudly.
"Daddy, Mommy, wake up!"
"Don't you want to give birth anymore?"
Xiao Wuxu shook the two cold corpses in front of him.
The only response he got was the silent sound of wind and insects.
At this time.
An old man with a fairy-like appearance, white hair and beard appeared from nowhere.
I saw little Wuxu with his face covered in snot and tears.
His eyes were full of compassion.
"Heaven is cruel."
"What's your name? Are there any other relatives in your family?"
The old man asked.
Not at all bothered by the dirt, he held little Wuxu in his arms and wiped away his tears and snot with magic.
Little Wuxu choked with sobs, "Grandpa, my name is Huang Daosheng."
"My father and mother are dead. I don't have any father and mother anymore. Wuwuwu..."
Little Wuxu cried on the old man's shoulder.
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