The transformation of yin and yang grass

Chapter 1 A1, what the boy and the old man have to say
Bashu!

There are many mountains here, and many places are inaccessible.

On the top of a mountain, perhaps because it just came down, it was surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairy mountain.

There is a gymnasium on the top of the mountain. In the simple gymnasium, there are old and young people living in it.

The old one looks about seventy or eighty years old, but his hair and beard are a little white, not a trace of black.

The younger one is about 15 years old, with red lips and white teeth, tender skin, and a face that women are jealous of.

"Master, master, when can I go down the mountain?" The young man who had long longed for the bustling metropolis down the mountain pulled the old man's clothes and asked.

"The opportunity has not come yet!" The old man vetoed it with one sentence.

After a few days, the boy came to ask, "Master, master, when can I go down the mountain?"

"The opportunity hasn't come yet!" The young man resented the same phrase.

After a few days, the boy came again and asked, "Master, master, when can I go down the mountain?"

This time, the old man didn't answer directly, but pinched his fingers, and said leisurely after a long time, "Hey boy, go to Shannan, if you come across a black and white pool on the way, there is a black and white grass in the pool, take it and eat it. If you haven't met it, then your chance has not yet come."

"Okay, okay!" The boy nodded quickly, jumped up, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing his obedient apprentice so eager to roar, the old man stroked his white beard, with a wretched smile on his face, the fairy-like appearance just now was thrown into the ditch in a blink of an eye.

The old man turned around and walked into the house, took out a wooden box in a thief-like manner, and opened it carefully, revealing a piece of colorful women's clothing inside, looking at these clothes, the corner of the old man's mouth drooled for some time.

The boy's surname is Wang, first name is Zi, and his full name is Wang Zi. Those who don't know it think it's called Prince. It's a somewhat feminine name. Maybe it's because he looks a bit like a woman, too feminine. Although he basks in the sun every day, he wants to make himself darker. , but it’s useless no matter how you expose it, maybe it’s because he is a cultivator, what does he think.

Some of him, who is greedy for the prosperity of the mountain, always wanted to go down the mountain, but was stopped by the old man for various reasons. Before he said that he could not cultivate home, he worked hard, but now he said that his chance did not come. Fuck his chance, cheating ghosts go.

This time the old man finally let go, Wang Zi naturally rushed to Shannan, if he didn't find it, let's see if he didn't finish pulling the old man's beard, the old man is the most precious white beard with this chin.

Shannan, a general place name, the direction of the entire mountain to the south, such a large area, it is not easy to find a grass, even if it has a unique color.

Wang Zi didn't ask carefully, because he knew well that he wouldn't say a word if he asked the old man, that's just how he is.

A winding mountain road, full of weeds, but he can still tell that this is the road. Every week he goes down the mountain with his master to collect it, and then hurried back to the mountain. The master said that he can only stay in the mountain for a lifetime of repair , Once obsessed with the world, there will be bloody disasters.

Fuck meow's bloody disaster, it's already the 21st century, who still believes this.

Cutting a finger is considered a bloody disaster.

Anyway, I can’t go down the mountain. I have to practice with my master in the Taoist temple every day. The so-called quiet practice means getting up every morning to cook, listening to the master’s scriptures in the morning, cooking at noon, practicing martial arts in the afternoon, chopping firewood, and watering the vegetable garden. Cook dinner, listen to the master read scriptures at night, and sleep.

The above is his Qingxiu, um, it is indeed Qingxiu, without any entertainment.

Then, when he was 12 years old, a group of people suddenly came to the mountain. The master said that they were here to pull the network cables and wires. At this time, the mountain was finally connected to electricity and the Internet.

For the first time, he was amazed when he saw electric lights, and the computer was regarded as a treasure by the master.

One night, Wang Zi got up and went out, and saw that the master was still asleep, his eyes were fixed on the computer, his arms were moving constantly, and the two villains on the computer were fighting non-stop, but why did they take off their clothes?

Then, he asked doubts, and the master who didn't know what he was doing trembled in fright, quickly turned off the fighting video on the computer, and then looked at Wang Zi with embarrassment.

Later, Wang Zi found out, because the computer was also open to him, and he could surf the Internet when he was free. The master seemed to think that his mind was too simple, and changed his practice every night to "cultivating immortals" online.

Ever since he had a computer, Wang Zi felt that his life had fallen, and he was too lazy to cook and read books. Except for practicing martial arts in the afternoon and digging the vegetable field, the master forced him to cut firewood. The rest of the time was spent by the computer .

This made his master beat his chest and complain that he shouldn't have taught his good apprentice to surf the Internet. Now that the good apprentice has become an old driver, he has taken over his computer and refused to let him surf the Internet.

In desperation, they had to buy another computer, so the two of them each had a computer and lived a life like salted fish.

At the same time, after watching too much, he yearned for the outside world even more, and there was a clamor to go down the mountain, so there was this scene of going out to find yin and yang grass.

"Your Majesty asked me to patrol the mountains, yay yay~ I visited the northern mountains and the southern mountains, yay yay~"

Wang Zi's crisp voice resounded in the mountains, the voice was very pleasant, just like an oriole.

"Huh, what's that?" Suddenly, he saw black and white in the ravine in front of him. His vision was very good and he saw clearly that it was a black and white pool.

"I don't remember that there is such a pool here?" He often walks there, but he has never seen such a pool, and this is the first time he has seen it today.

"It's really weird." Wang Zi scratched his head, a little confused.

"Forget it, don't care, as long as I find the pool, I can find the yin-yang grass, and I can go down the mountain, hahahaha~" Wang Zi laughed wildly, and strode towards the pool.

He is very familiar with this mountain road, he ran like a fly, and soon arrived at Tanzi, he was slightly out of breath, he was in good health, he ran the mountain road every day and even practiced martial arts.

The pool is round, with a diameter of about 3 meters, one white and one black like Tai Chi, the white one is emitting mist, like a hot water pool, and the black one is also emitting steam, but you can tell it is very cold at a glance look.

In the middle of the one black and one white pool, on a protruding boulder, a small grass about 10 cm high grows. If it is not for the strange color, this grass is no different from ordinary grass.

Looking at the strange pond, Wang Zi's heart trembled. It's the 21st century, and there is such a thing. Didn't it mean that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there can be no supernatural events?Does everything have to be scientific?Well, this matter should also be explained by science.

Looking at the grass on the stone again, it is probably a Yin-Yang grass.

The whole plant has only two leaves, one black and one white, the black one facing the white pond, and the white one facing the black pond.

Standing by the pool, Wang Zi quickly took off his shoes, jumped into the pool, and suddenly shivered.

The bottom of the pool is crystal clear, estimated to be less than 10 centimeters deep, and he went down from the black side.

The whole person jumped into the pool, and suddenly, a chill that pierced through the heart rushed straight to the forehead.

It was already August, and he felt like he had taken off his clothes on a snowy day in the cold winter of Lajiu, the water was so fucking cold.

Trembling, he felt that his movements had become sluggish, and then looked at the white pool that was only one step away from him, and stepped into it without hesitation.

A wave of dryness and heat spread up along his feet, one cold and one hot, entangled in his body, it felt uncomfortable, but it was weird.

The Yin-Yang Grass is only a little more than one meter away from him, and he can grab it with just two steps.

I grabbed this black and white grass and held it in my hand. It didn't feel like weeds, but it was a little cool and a little hot.

Wang Zi didn't care so much, grabbed the grass and ran to the shore, he really couldn't stay in this pool anymore.

Sitting down on the shore, Wang Zi held up the grass in his hand and looked at it carefully. The two leaves were shining brightly and looked very beautiful.

Just, can this be eaten?
The master shouldn't be a liar, he hasn't lied about such a big matter, so let's eat it.

Thinking of this, Wang Zi stuffed the grass into his mouth, and before chewing twice, the grass seemed to be made of liquid, and it was drawn into the throat.

Immediately afterwards, his body felt cold and hot, cold and hot, and then passed out when it hurt again.

(End of this chapter)