Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 102: Impressive skills, talk about business

He carried the drunk Xu'er home, and let the apologetic Ying'er take care of him. Chen Mou washed his hands and face with the hot water from Han'er, and wiped it clean. The smell of alcohol had dissipated long ago. Er whispered a few words, and went to Westinghouse to practice as usual.

Han'er went out to pour the water out of the tub, returned to the main room, and knocked on the door of the side room.

Without permission, she couldn't step into Xu'er's room.

"Young master said, Xu'er's homework for today will be halved. If you can't finish it on the same day, you can make up all of it tomorrow."

The whining little girl lying on the bed got up suddenly, turned over and got out of bed, staggered to the table with her cloth shoes on, and shouted: "I can... I can do it, Sister Ying'er... don't you?" Pull me."

Ying'er thought it was funny, so she had to help Xu'er, who was drunk, to the chair in front of the table and sit down.

The next time I try to be brave, I have to let the young master start a family law, there is no rule.

Chen Mou sacrificed the "Sword Crystal Stone" presented to him by his senior brother, and wore it on his left wrist together with the fire crystal beads. He felt very at ease in his heart. He came to the sunny island of another world, opened the simple courtyard door, and stood outside A man with a fluttering green robe and a monkey face.

After being dazed for a while, Chen Mou greeted him warmly and extended his hand to invite.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanhou is here, hurry up and invite!"

"It's cool outside, don't sit in your yard anymore, let's talk by the lake."

Yuan Hou held a rough pottery jar in his hand, looked at the layout of the yard with his head, grinned, turned and walked towards the east forest.

The small house is exquisite, with trees on the island as the frame, and cliff rocks as bricks to form the retaining wall. It was built by the owner of Tongtian Yubi, and it has been integrated with the land of the island, creating a unique small world.

The monkey-faced man can enter and leave the island freely, and has great powers, but he doesn't want to be restricted by entering the house.

He won't talk too much about young Taoist priests who don't understand.

There are some things that need self-awareness, and it is not good for him to talk too much.

Chen Mou followed behind, and was surprised to find that he hadn't come here for a long time. Several winding bluestone slab paths were repaired in the woods on the small island. The pavilion enjoys a cool shade of trees and the breeze from the lake.

Yuan Hou walked up the steps into the pavilion, put the rough pottery jar on the bluestone table, and sat on the stone bench in the northeast direction.

"Sit freely. If you want to ask anything, just ask, and I will say everything I can."

After more than half a month of rest, the monkey-faced man seemed to be in a good mood.

He is bare with furry monkey feet, his legs are raised comfortably, and his body is slightly tilted back.

Chen Mou's mind was spinning rapidly. Compared with Yuan Hou's moody attitude when he came out a few days ago, this looked much more normal. He didn't dare to ask nonsense, or ask for secrets that would not be helpful now, so he wanted something real.

"How can I use the large formation of stone pillars on the top of the mountain to enhance my cultivation?"

Such a mysterious stone pillar array only condenses a trace of Qiyao fire every four months, it will be too wasteful if it will not be used.

Yuan Hou sat upright all of a sudden, put down Erlang's legs, and said with a smile: "That's called the 'Eight Gates Lifting Fire Formation', which has been passed down for a long time, I can tell you a 'Liu Li Wugou Body Training Art', you try to borrow the big formation The condensed flames of the sun's essence tempered the body and spirit, and by the way enhanced the cultivation base.

"Just be careful not to kill yourself all at once. I finally hoped for your kid to come. I don't want to wait for thousands of years, indefinitely, for the next Lord of Jade Bi."

Chen Mou was overjoyed, he cupped his hands and said, "Please Taoist Yuan Hou pass on your skills."

Sure enough, Yuan Hou also took on the responsibility of teaching.

It's no wonder that Yuan Hou looked down on him with his meager cultivation.

From the words, Yuan Hou was sealed in the small island mountain stele, or it has been thousands of years underground in the rock. He roughly calculated that the Cangbi ancient jade was in the Shang and Zhou dynasties. If the time on the earth is synchronized with the other world, then There are more than 3000 years.

Yuan Hou casually threw out a sapphire piece that was two fingers wide and three inches long, and warned: "I can't go to the top of the mountain, and I can't help you. Take your time and try. As long as you don't die, you will be able to lift the sky to the sky one day."

He was worried that this kid would act too hastily and burn to death on the top of the mountain, causing him to sleep for thousands of years.

Although there is no time in the dark, it is always boring. It is better to go to heaven as soon as possible to see.

Chen Mou caught the sapphire piece and recognized it as the "Jade Slip" recorded in the classics. He was not in a hurry to check the contents inside, and asked the second question: "Can I use the Tongtian Jade Bi to return to the previous world?"

"If you don't leave a mark, you can't go back to the previous world. Or wait for you to practice Mahayana, use jade to open another shuttle passage, but it's hard to say, it's a matter of luck, unless you find the old man Qingtong on Nine Heavens in the future .”

"Uh……"

Chen Mou was silent. When he practiced Mahayana, I don't know how many years later, what's the point of going back?

He quickly adjusted his mentality and continued to ask: "How many worlds can the Tongtian Jade Bi go to?"

"Three or four. I don't know the specifics. Old Qingtong is very petty. He walks alone and doesn't want to take me out, leaving me to guard Luofenpo. Ah bah, old man, he only cares about himself. Have a good time."

Mentioning the old man Qingtong too many times, Yuan Hou couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, scratching his ears and cheeks.

Chen Mou hurriedly interrupted: "The monkey grandson you left behind back then, how are you doing?"

He can understand Yuan Hou's mood, anyone who is locked in a dark room for a long time will always feel a little abnormal.

Let's get acquainted with Yuan Hou first, and I will have plenty of time to inquire in the future.

Yuan Hou was distracted and returned to normal. He said with a smile, "Those monkey cubs are doing well. The three hundred miles around are the territory of the monkey tribe, where all kinds of monkey and ape tribes gather. According to them, more than 3000 years have passed. Over the long years, there have been several crises of almost genocide, relying on the unique terrain of Luotomb Slope and another forbidden area, leaving incense seeds, slowly simmering, and after the power grows, the lost territory is snatched back."

He reached out to get the rough pottery jar, opened the seal, and conjured up two big pottery bowls, poured out two bowls of amber-colored wine, and motioned: "Taste it, monkey wine."

Smelling the rich aroma of fruit wine, Chen Mou picked up the thick bowl and took a sip.

His current relationship with Yuan Hou can't be said to be a simple master and servant, or a fellow friend. There are still some unclear clues in it, and he needs to figure it out slowly in the future. Yuan Hou has a lot to hide from him.

But there is one thing, his life and death seem to involve Yuan Hou's future.

So so far, he is not worried that Yuan Hou will be unfavorable to him.

Taking a sip of monkey wine, the taste is surprisingly dry and mellow, soft in the mouth, and turns into a ray of warm aura, which is more than a notch better than the spirit fruit wine and Baihua wine he drank in Fangshi.

After a little luck, he absorbed the aura of the fruit wine.

Slowly drank a bowl of wine, savored it for a long time and found that, good thing, the conversion rate of spiritual energy is higher than that of elixir, and it does not have the residual poison of elixir.

Looking at Yuan Hou with the monkey-eyed staring eyes, he immediately understood that Yuan Hou came today and wanted to do business with him, no wonder he was so talkative and polite.

The autumn spiritual fruit on Luofenpo is almost ripe.

He was still worrying about harvesting too many fruits at one time, and there was no place to store them.

Then let's talk.

Luofenpo is not an easy place, and the spiritual fruit produced must have its own uniqueness. Otherwise, where can't we plant spiritual fruit trees in the three hundred miles of the monkey tribe's territory?

Can Yuan Hou put down his face and come to discuss business with him?

His mind is like a mirror.

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(End of this chapter)