Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

When Li Yao woke up, he heard the sound of the waterfall "哗哗" from the wooden window. The moist air was filled with the taste of a few mountains and rivers. He opened his eyes with some difficulty. The first thing he saw was black. The beam of the house, and the dried fish, bacon and yellow oily pig skin hanging on it.

With a gentle movement, the "squeaky" sound underneath is a bamboo couch that has been used for many years and has been loose.

There were a pair of sandals on the floor, which was tight and soft, and it was very comfortable to wear. It was like walking barefoot on the grass, letting each toe jump cheerfully.

On his own, he wore a gray cloth, which was dyed with grass juice, and was exposed to the sun, full of sunshine and plant flavor.

Li Yao is active in a sore and swollen body. He carefully observes his hands and his body. At first glance, there is nothing unusual, but his body has dozens of scars that have just been scarred. These scars are vividly seen. He even Can sense that the flesh is involved, such as the strange feeling of ants crawling inside.

However, his shackles are gone.

He stored all his crystals, magic weapons, spar, especially the giant warriors of the giant gods, all disappeared. Under this set of gray cloth, he had nothing in his body, nothing.

Li Yao did not panic. He sat on the bamboo couch and sat down on his head. He thought about it for a while, untied his belt and looked between his legs.

Sure enough, this is not his ****. If Professor Mo Xuan puts in the "垓" super crystal brain and his own large amount of computational power, it is indeed possible to construct a vivid virtual world, even to put him in the real world. The secretly photographed Li Yao’s face, hands and even body data were perfectly copied into the virtual world.

But he can never peek into Li Yao’s *** and he can only use a template.

And a man, even a blind man, how could he not know what his ** looks like?

This is the virtual world, which seems to be vivid and lifelike, but these deadly flaws are not worth mentioning.

Li Yao fiddled with it. It immediately became **** and arrogant. The feeling of one inch of tightness is very real, but it is extremely different from the experience of his past. Any male who has passed through adolescence can be instantly identified.

"This is a fake. My body is still in the Baihuacheng No. 01 space station. I am under the strict protection of the giant soldiers. Professor Mo Xuan does not want to invade the giant soldiers for a while, so he will find a way to exert a mental attack. I dragged my soul into the spirit world."

Li Yao silently thought that although he lost his spiritual world, he did not panic. The mental attack was a double-edged sword. The spirits of both sides collided directly. If you were not careful, you would counteract your own.

Want to trap him in the spiritual world? Then see if Professor Mo Xuan has such a strong computing power, spiritual strength and spiritual strength!

Li Yao re-attached the waistband of the trousers, jumped off the bamboo couch, and looked at the little wooden house with great interest.

The furnishings in the chalet are very simple, except for the bamboo couch, which is a twisted wooden table.

There was a coat on the wall smeared with yellow mud, and there was nothing but a wooden box that was scrubbed in the corner.

Although simple, it is very refreshing. Li Yao looks out from the small window. This wooden house seems to be built not far from a waterfall. It can see the cliffs covered with vines, and the waterfall splashes and crystal clear water drops. .

A gecko poked his head out of the window and looked at Li Yao for a while, then quickly climbed down and disappeared between the vines.

Outside the door, a cheerful and melodious song came from the door. Li Yao took a deep breath and slammed the door open, and saw a small mountain village like a paradise.

The small village is located in a huge basin surrounded by towering cliffs. The cliffs are like dense forests. Even the sky is covered with faint clouds. The clouds are extremely low and low. I can get it, and the mountain village is full of the smell of fairy clouds.

The wooden house where he is located is built in the highest place in the small village. On the left hand side is a waterfall that is covered with clouds. On the ground, a clear and transparent deep pool is formed, and it is turned into a small river. After that, dozens of waterwheels were set up on both sides of the river. The industrious and cheerful farmers shouted a long slogan and stepped on the waterwheel to send the sweet river water to the farmland. I don’t know what the virtual world is. But the ear of rice is so full that it is about to burst, and the air is soaked with the aroma of rice flowers, such as sweet-scented osmanthus wine is fascinating.

The men pressed **** the waterwheel, and the women bent over in the field. The children who just learned to walk still crawled halfway, playing in the village’s sun drying field and the “cucking” old hen. A small school hall heard the sound of "Oh yeah". Yunshen didn't know where it was. The village girls who picked the fruit and collected medicine were singing. The provincial nine songs and eighteen bends were like the Xiaohe River. .

Although knowing that everything is fake, Li Yao's virtual heartbeat is still a little slow.

This virtual world is more refined and more attractive than the open spiritual world in the fire plan base. It seems that this is the true strength of Professor Mo Xuan to build a virtual world!

"Ah, you are awake!"

When Li Yao looked back, she found a fifteen-year-old girl holding a large bowl of fragrant burnt snails and looking at him with surprise.

The little girl is also dressed as a village girl. The rags and the high-rise hibiscus, the blown face can not be used for a little bit of powder, but the youthful brilliance and innocent look are enough to resolve all vigilance and hostility. Put the snails under the eaves on a wooden table facing the waterfall, hot to blow your fingers, while licking your ears, while laughing and laughing: "Don’t worry, when Grandpa returns, you can open the meal, one after another. After a few days of rain, it finally cleared up. Grandpa said that he was eating outside today, so don’t be so wrong."

Li Yao deeply stared at her for a long time, although 80% sure that she is... a stranger, but she can't tell the difference from the real person, frowning: "I..."

"Do not you remember?"

The little girl glared at the **** and white eyes and pointed to the top of the cliff. "You fell from above, and there are dozens of **** scars on your body. It’s terrible. Grandpa saved you. At the time, I thought you were not. Nothing is wrong!

"That's all half a month ago. You have been having a fever for a long time in the past two months. If you talk nonsense, but also say something about snoring, rushing, killing, etc. Are you a soldier? I heard that outside. The world is fighting all day long, really?"

The little girl is a broken mouth, waiting for Li Yao to answer, continue to wave his hand and say: "We are here called 'Peach Blossom Village', don't look at it now, every year, when the peach blossoms are everywhere in the mountains and in March, it can be beautiful!

"Listen to the old people in the village and say that our ancestors originally lived outside, but the soldiers outside are ridiculous. It is not that you kill me all day, that is, I am killing you, it is terrible.

"Then they found it here, and they moved in a lot of people. Well, I think, for about a thousand years? In the past few hundred years, there are also many soldiers who are being chased like you. Chasing others, falling off the cliff, after arriving here, are reluctant to go!

"Hey, the village head east Zhao old four, the village Xitou Lin mother, I heard that their grandfather's grandfather, that's how it fell.

"Look at you so much injury, you must have played a lot of jealousy outside, killing a lot of people, how bad it is, you don't leave, just stay here and live here, how good the days here, More quiet!

"Hey, what's your name, forget it? It doesn't matter if you forget it. My name is Alo, it's not the snail's 'snail', it's the vine's 'roar', um, that's the radish's 'ro'! But I The burnt snail can be delicious. Grandpa didn't come back. You can secretly eat two, then throw the shell into the waterhole, hehe!

"There is still a dish, I go to the end, you sit first, wait for me!"

The girl screamed and ran to the back kitchen, and the raft slammed the sound of "咔哒咔哒" on the bluestone board.

Li Yao turned to the eaves and looked at the wooden table. Four kinds of earthen vegetables had been placed. In addition to the snails, there was a bowl of sautéed tofu, a plate of spicy fried fish, and a plate of oily pigs. Stir-fried small green vegetables, the dishes are simple and rough, but the aroma is rich and attractive, and people can't help but move their index fingers.

The sound of the wood slammed again, and Alo carefully held a very deep earthenware pot, which came from the scent of the pheasant and walked quickly.

She placed the earthen pots between the four earthenwares, and the stewed chicken soup was like a mellow wine, and it glowed with golden luster. The chicken was so crisp that it would fall off the skeleton in a chicken broth. Completely melted, Li Yao has never seen such a good chicken soup in the real world.

Alu was very proud of her craft, and laughed innocently. She looked down at the foot of the mountain and suddenly she said: "Oh, Grandpa is back!"

An old farmer wearing a bucket, wearing his feet, wearing Ge Yi, picking two bundles of firewood, simply tied with a straw rope around his waist, holding a large wine gourd in his hand, all the way slow Slowly walked up the mountainside.

The fog is getting thicker, and his fights are flickering. The two gods under the fight are so innocent and hot, but they are never hidden.

It is Professor Mo Xuan.

In a short time, Professor Mo Xuan, who was dressed as an old farmer, returned to the cabin in the middle of the mountain. He poured the dry wood into the back room and gently rubbed his waist. Then he turned back to the wooden table and placed the wine gourd. In front of Li Yao.

“The mountain village is simple, it’s hard to meet the guests, it’s not good for you, and the guests from afar are much more to bear!”

Professor Mo Xuan said with a smile, unplugged the wine stopper, and the honey-yellow Huang Chengcheng liquor poured out, and it was inexhaustible. (To be continued.)

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