Predecessors all over the world

No one expected that with Yin Miaomiao's intelligence, she would get stuck in everyone's ability to move. But no matter how Ren Wuwei described the mysterious feeling, she still gained nothing.

The patiently exhausted master turned up the table: "It's coming again, it's coming again, she's coming again!"

Yin Miaomiao wondered: "What's coming again?"

"The same is true when you first practiced." Yun Lian explained, "I can't find the meridians."

Ren Wuwei complained: "You insisted on asking me where my meridians are. You said there is no such thing in the human body. You even dragged a dead body and asked me to point it out to you. I am convinced, and I have never taught you this before.

The child.”

Yin Miaomiao: "..."

"Some things are not clear at all, do you understand?" Ren Wuwei held his forehead, "You have to feel, realize, you... you don't think about it yourself like before. The master is a little talented and can't help you.

you."

Yin Miaomiao had no choice but to return to Bailu Peak with regret.

She thought about Ren Wuwei's words and took out the long-clogged notes from her armband. Looking back now, the contents inside are of course very immature and ridiculous, but when she was in the mortal world, she helped her return to the path of cultivation.

But she is so easy to get started, on the one hand, because her body has its own memory, but on the other hand, her notes explain the process of cultivation in her familiar statement.

I still remember her first time entering into meditation and walking in the Zhoutian. The feeling in my mind was that the small Zhoutian was similar to the lung circulation, while the large Zhoutian was similar to the systemic circulation.

But there is no such statement in all the orthodox jade slips that tell the practice method.

Yin Miaomiao looked through the old introductory notes and his ideas gradually became clear: her biggest problem lies in the collision of two different worlds, one is the modern scientific system and the other is the fantasy cultivation system.

When the current person's knowledge can explain the latter, there is no problem trying it out. Even because she knows it more deeply than ordinary monks, she will learn better, as this is true for fire spells.

But there are advantages and disadvantages. Once she encounters something unexplainable, she will completely blind her.

It was like a moment of youth. At that time, she could not understand how time would flow back and could not regain her youth. It was not until she forgot the original scientific system and started with love that she finally succeeded in her cultivation.

The same is true for today's movement technique.

The world where she was originally located, technology has not developed to the point of space transmission, so the knowledge system she already has cannot explain why people can go from here to there in a short time.

Like Ren Wuwei and others, they do not force themselves to understand. They only need to understand and feel it.

She is not.

She needs to "understand".

This is not a good thing, and a huge sense of crisis arose in Yin Miaomiao's heart.

In the past world, the truth of the universe was not discovered. When many theories were discovered, people thought they had mastered the absolute truth, but they were slapped in the face again and again.

Is the law of self-righteous theorem really correct?

She still remembers that the cosmic theorem that the two-dimensional creatures think of may be just that the sharpshooter does it casually.

Yin Miaomiao thought, frowned.

There was a chirping sound outside the window.

She was interrupted by her thoughts. When she looked up, she saw a branch of pink and tender peach blossoms trembled constantly, and the petals fell, whirling like butterflies.

Wufeng, where did the naughty ghost come from? She turned sideways and glanced at him again.

Oh, it's a little phoenix. It hides in the flower ball behind it, its tender yellow fluff is blocked, and its orange beak pecks at the flower stem, as if it's playing some game.

She laughed and seemed to have realized something.

The world is three-dimensional and complex. Just like a peach tree outside the window, from the scientific world, there is a place where petals are constantly falling, and the reason cannot be found. I thought this was theorem, but from the world of cultivation

Watching, it was clear at a glance that there was a little guy hidden there.

But if she always wants to look at the world from a scientific perspective, she will be destined to be unable to discover the truth on the other side.

Humans still have a shallow understanding of the universe.

Some things are beyond the scope of human cognition, but they do not mean they do not exist. She is fortunate to have an additional worldview than others, and should be verified with the system here, rather than forcing explanations.

It should be like the time of "instantly beautiful", forget the original knowledge and look for another feeling.

Yin Miaomiao emptyed her brain and tried to reminisce about the feeling of Ren Wuwei taking her away.

An hour passed.

Not moving.

Two hours passed.

Nothing has changed.

Three hours... have passed.

The little phoenix was tired of playing, flapping its wings and flew in, shouting, "Sister, I'm back." The meditating couch was a little high. It fluttered twice before it fell on her legs, and its wings grabbed her clothes.

He begged, "Little Phoenix is ​​hungry, can you have a meal?"

Yin Miaomiao knew that the phoenix was an extremely proud race, and it kept the mark of a contract, but it was convenient to pay attention to its every move and refused to call it the master. The little phoenix did not force it, and still called her "sister", which was both titty and cute,

It's very good to suck.

"Okay, okay." Yin Miaomiao held it up and rubbed her furry head. Feng Lin died to save her. Even if it wasn't that cute, she would take good care of it and grow up: "What do you want to eat?"

"Grapes, you need to eat grapes!" Xiao Fenghuang ordered the dishes.

The preservation technology in the cultivation world is very advanced. Every half month, Cui Shifeng’s registered disciples will also send fresh spiritual fruits and spiritual tea. Bailufeng lacks men, but absolutely no shortage of food.

Yin Miaomiao gave Xiao Fenghuang the meal was vegetable puree + chicken breast puree + boiled goose eggs, and the snacks were fruit grains + spiritual milk, six meals a day.

She completely treated the little phoenix as a baby to take care of.

Although Ren Wuwei muttered, "Isn't a phoenix a bird of prey?", no one has raised a phoenix. He saw that the little phoenix kept moving and "whimpering" and looked very delicate, so he agreed to her raising her.

A long time later, the head of the Beast Mountain told her tactfully that the phoenix is ​​a bird that is more powerful than eagles, eagles, and peacocks. It can swallow eggs and eat raw meat. The spirit fruit is just to satisfy the cravings, but it has relatively high requirements for water quality.

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Well, but this is something that will happen in the future after all.

Now, Yin Miaomiao just coaxed it and said, "Is it good to eat grapes after dinner?"

"Okay." Little Phoenix is ​​very well-behaved.

Its current appetite is very small, and it will be full if it is a small bowl of high-egg meal. When the bird's beak is covered with pureed vegetable leaves, it lowers its head and rubs it clean on the handkerchief. It has not forgotten to rub its dusty claws as well.

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Yin Miaomiao praised it: "So good."

Little Phoenix lowered her head and rubbed the back of her hand, then raised her wings and rubbed her eyes: "I'm sleepy."

"Go and take a nap by yourself."

She prepared a room of her own for the little phoenix, and next to her bedroom, was the newly-launched house, and circled its favorite tree inside.

The ground is covered with soft and elastic cushions, filled with colorful pizza balls woven by plants and trees, and four glass lamps on the walls, ensuring that they will automatically light up at night, so as not to be afraid of being alone in the dark.

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There are two slides slightly higher than the ground, leading directly to her bedroom, so that it can run over to find her directly.

But the most troublesome thing is its nest.

Yin Miaomiao made it an egg-style white hut according to the shape of the phoenix nest. The shell was very thin and transparent. The light from the outside was bright and not dazzling. It was covered with soft cotton grass seeds, which helped to sleep and calm the mind.

Little Phoenix likes her house very much and sleeps there for five hours every day.

"Sleep." It pecked her fingers and got into the slide.

Whoosh, the place to sleep has arrived.

The little phoenix jumped and stepped on the steps, climbed to the top of the tree, entered its eggshell hut, and fell asleep on a handkerchief that he "stole" from Yin Miaomiao.

I woke up, the lights were on and the sky was dark.

The room was quiet.

The little phoenix was a little panicked, stumbled down the stairs, got into the slide and ran to the next door, panicked: "Sister! Sister??"

In the bedroom, the gauze curtains fluttered with the night wind, the lights were unknown, and there was no popularity.

The owner is gone! Do you want it anymore? The little phoenix panicked and rushed out of the door in panic. Bailu Peak will light the lights at night, and the dim light illuminates the path down the mountain.

The little phoenix followed the lights and stopped, and found it from darkness. She was so tired that she couldn't flap her wings, and curled up in the grass and dozed off.

However, Bailu Peak is a whole mountain, and it takes an ordinary monk for most of a day to walk around. Not to mention that it is such a small thing the size of a sparrow, after searching for three days, it made itself dirty, and it didn't finish it.

Mountain.

The little phoenix was tired and thirsty. When she smelled the smell of running water in front of her, she leaped through the grass and climbed to the stream to drink water.

Not very delicious.

But it held back and tried to take a few sips.

Still very hard to drink.

This incident seemed to have become the last straw that crushed it. It lay next to the stream and cried sadly: Is it because it is too useless, the owner doesn't want it?

The phoenix should be very powerful, but it is so weak that it can't fly far.

The owner must have despised it, so he abandoned it.

"Woo—" It rubbed its eyes with its wings, but tears still fell down.

"Little Phoenix." A familiar voice came from behind. A pair of plain white jade hands held it up and asked with a smile, "What are you doing? Why are you making it dirty?"

The little phoenix was stunned and raised his head in disbelief: "You are back!"

"Yes, I'll go out for a while." Yin Miaomiao's tone paused a little.

Three days ago, she was thinking about how to use the movement technique in the house and tried many ways. Later, somehow she felt it and successfully arrived at an immortal city in Chunzhou.

Unfortunately, when she wanted to come back, she couldn't find the feeling. The more she wanted to recall and think, the more her mind was blank.

After several failed attempts, I had to fly back with the stupidest method.

But this seemed to scare the little phoenix. Its eyes were tearful: "I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Yin Miaomiao rubbed its head and comforted her warmly: "How could it be? I won't want you."

"I'm so scared." It put its head hard to put its head into her palm and sobbed, "I'm so afraid you won't come back."

Yin Miaomiao smiled slightly and carried it back to the mountain: "This is my home. No matter where I go, I will go home one day. This is also your home. No one will drive you away, you can always

Here.”

Once, she insisted that Feng Lin leave here and return to Jingzhou. But later he became the Emperor of Yu and lived in the towering and beautiful Phoenix Platform. Did he really go home?

Where I feel at ease is my hometown.

This time, she will not drive him away again.

Bai Lufeng will always be his home, and she will always be its relative.

Under the palm of his palm, the furry little balls were thrusting and excited, and responded in a low voice: "Yes."

The author has something to say: looking at it from a horizontal perspective, it becomes a ridge and a side becomes a peak. The existence of the universe is objective, but the perspective of modern society and cultivating the world may be different.

It is really painful to go to the fantasy world of modern people, and it is easy to doubt the world...

Today's little phoenix is ​​so sucking well!!