Dressed as a playgirl in the immortal world

Chapter 461 Four Seasons Valley Secret Realm ([-])
Here in the oasis, Zhuzhu stayed for more than half a month.

Not only have I eaten all the melons and fruits here, but I have also seen all the beautiful scenery here.

Although she hasn't practiced for a day in the past half a month, Zhuzhu feels that she has gained more from such a proper relaxation than she has gained in retreat for more than half a month.

The open mind is the second, that is, the previous understanding of the way of reincarnation seems to have made some progress.

Only then did Zhuzhu leave the oasis and walk across the sand dunes to the Golden Autumn Valley.

As soon as I entered the Golden Autumn Valley, I felt a gust of autumn wind blowing, Zhuzhu squinted her eyes comfortably, it was really autumn!

The scenery in front of me is actually not very charming, it is just a golden rice field.

However, I am used to seeing Zhong Lingyuxiu's fairy-like scenery in the Wuji Spirit World, so it is not a pleasant feeling to suddenly see such a simple and unpretentious scene.

When the sun shines, the rice fields are shining with gold, as if they are covered with gold. When the autumn wind blows, the rice fields are rippled, as if you are in a golden ocean.

At some point, there was a sickle in Zhuzhu's hand, and she suddenly understood the idea of ​​the Four Seasons Valley Secret Realm, which was to let her return to her original nature and experience the feeling of autumn harvest.

It is not impossible.

The corners of Zhuzhu's mouth were raised, and she really started to bend down to harvest the rice on the ground like an old farmer.

Of course, there are three Yuanying Zhenjun who do like her, namely Guiyuan Zhenjun, Canglan Zhenjun and Huoyun Zhenjun.

There were also several Nascent Soul True Monarchs who didn't bother to do this, and directly discarded the sickles in their hands and went to Yandong Valley.

Zhuzhu was noncommittal about their choice, after all, it was Chen Huafeng's handyman disciples who harvested the spiritual valley, and they also used spiritual formulas, and they would not harvest with a sickle by themselves.

Not to mention that those who have come here are all Nascent Soul True Monarchs who have cultivated for hundreds of years.

Asking them to bend down to harvest rice like old farmers is as embarrassing as asking a group of old pedants to squat down and play with mud. Naturally, they don't want to bend down to do such things.

However, Zhuzhu doesn't think so. No matter in the previous life or in this life, people who live by working hard with their hands are no different from those who work hard to climb up.

Everyone is based on their ability in this world, and no one is more noble than anyone else, and no one is lower than anyone else.

Although not everyone understood this truth, Zhuzhu rubbed her eyes in disbelief when she saw Guiyuan Zhenjun, the owner of Yueying Peak, who was busy harvesting in the rice field.

If she was not mistaken, Guiyuan Zhenjun was already a monk of Yuanying Dzogchen realm.

I didn't expect that I would be willing to lower my body and harvest rice with both hands like her.

After a busy day, several Nascent Soul True Monarchs who had been bigu for many years felt hungry for the first time.

Then another person in front of them had an extra pound. It seemed that if they wanted to eat, they had to use the pound to grind the rice to remove the husks and grind it into rice.

Not to mention that Zhuzhu has never used a pounder in this life, even in the modern society in the previous life, she has never used it, let alone seen it.

On the contrary, Guiyuan Zhenjun once again surprised Zhuzhu and the others by skillfully putting the rice he harvested into the pound.

The pound is made of stones, which is equivalent to a basin made of stones. There is a bracket on it. One end of the bracket is a wooden stick, which can be used to pound rice. The rice is pounded by hitting the wooden stick, and gradually the rice husk and the rice inside are separated.

It looks easy, but it is actually very labor-intensive. If ordinary people do it, they may only be able to pound rice for a few days in a day.

Zhuzhu looked at Zhenjun Guiyuan for a while, and started to follow suit.

Ordinarily, her weight and strength should not be dominant, and she can't use spiritual power, but Zhuzhu has been training her body since the Qi refining period, not to mention her physique, but her strength is far stronger than those male cultivators, so she is the real soul of all Nascent Souls. The most relaxed in Junli.

Soon there was a sound of "thump, boom, boom, boom" pounding rice one after another in the rice field.

The simple and down-to-earth voice is like a hymn to a good harvest. While working, Zhuzhu stared at the golden rice in the stone bowl gradually separating from the white rice inside, filled with joy and pride in her heart.

Look, this is the harvest of her day's work, and it will soon become delicious rice porridge.

However, in the process of pounding rice, she also experienced the hard work and simplicity of the farmers, as well as the meaning of harvest, and her mood improved again.

Another day passed, and everyone's hungry stomachs began to growl.

And the rice they harvested was finally milled into white rice.

There are more pots and pans and stoves and a bucket of clear and clean water in front of them.

It seems that if they want to eat food, they have to do it themselves.

However, Zhuzhu sighed helplessly, well, she doesn't know how to use a ground pot, so she has to see how others do it first.

The first one to act was Guiyuan Zhenjun. He grabbed a few handfuls of rice and washed them with water, then put them into the pot, filled the water and covered the pot, picked up the useless dried rice and stuffed it into the bottom of the pot, and then picked up the rice from the ground. Picking up two stones and skillfully rubbing them to ignite the fire, the movement was done in one go without pause.

Only then did everyone follow him, and soon there was smoke rising from the rice fields and in front of several stoves.

After several Nascent Soul True Monarchs stayed at their stove for half an hour, they finally ate the rice porridge they cooked.

Although there were no side dishes, no good nectar and jade dew, and even the rice was ordinary rice without aura, everyone still ate with satisfaction and happiness.

This is the second time that Zhuzhu experienced this kind of taste when she came to the Secret Realm of Four Seasons Valley.

Someone once said that the most beautiful thing is nothing but fireworks in the world. She didn't agree with this before, but now, she finally felt the smell of fireworks in the world.

That is the taste of happiness, joy and warmth.

Whole grains are the root of the growth of all things. Even though Nascent Soul True Monarchs like them have been fasting for many years, they still have to eat these whole grains to grow up little by little, and to be active no matter whether they are in the mother's womb or before the foundation building period is reached after birth. go down.

Zhuzhu now understands that appetite is not a shameful thing, what is shameful is those who spend extravagantly and wastefully to satisfy their own appetite, regardless of the life and death of others.

It was also the first time for Zhuzhu to completely let go of her appetite. She drank three bowls of rice porridge made by herself before she put down the bowl with a satisfied face.

Four seasons reincarnate, spring represents new life, everything is thriving, summer represents luxuriance, and it is also the season with the fastest growth of all things, autumn represents harvest, and it is also the happiest season of the year, so what about winter?
Zhuzhu has expectations for Yan Donggu.

But before leaving Golden Autumn Valley, Zhuzhu stayed for a few more days in order to consolidate the insights gained here.

I also happened to hear the conversation between Master Canglan and Master Guiyuan.

"Zhenjun Guiyuan, why do you know everything, and is there anything else you don't know?"

Master Canglan was so curious that he couldn't help asking.

Zhenjun Guiyuan also gained a lot during this period of time, and his aura became more peaceful, which is why he didn't make any sarcastic remarks when he saw Zhuzhu.

The matter is a foregone conclusion, whether it is time to let it go or let it go, not to mention that Song Yulou went astray, and it is also related to him as a master. It is because he lacks strict discipline on his disciples, and it is also because he did not stand up for his disciples in time after he found out that the Song family was wrong. .

He planned to seek justice from the Song family who forced Song Yulou to go astray after leaving the secret realm this time, so that he, as a master, could make up for the dead Song Yulou.

"I was born in a farming family, and I have been helping my parents with these things since I was a child. Naturally, I know how to do these things as soon as I see them."

Zhenjun Guiyuan did not hide his background. Instead, through this labor, he once again experienced the hardships of his parents who raised him. He is also grateful to the master who took him out of this difficult life 500 years ago.

It turns out that the hero does not ask where he came from, not to mention that he has gradually become the master of the inner sect from a farmer. Zhenjun Guiyuan can indeed be called a legend, and he is already a Yuanying Dzogchen. The original impression of him has also changed a lot.

She solved her confusion, closed her eyes and began to settle down to stabilize the insights she had received and thought.

　The author is from the north, and has never seen how rice is ground into rice. There may be something wrong in the writing, so don't spray it!
　　
　
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