I used bamboo to build a two-story shack next to the small bamboo building. Yun Buliu felt that letting the peacock nest on the ground was simply insulting its luxury.

Speaking of which, this small bamboo building has been around for more than 30 years. If it weren’t for the mental power that would have eliminated insects and prevented rot, it would have decayed a long time ago!

Now he has used his mental power to carve some simple formation runes on the bamboos of the small bamboo building, making the small bamboo building more solid.

Unfortunately, those bamboos are all ordinary bamboos. If there are some spiritual bamboos that can be used to refine magic weapons, then this bamboo building can withstand more rune restrictions and last forever like magic weapons.

Yun Buliu didn't expect that more than thirty years had passed in a flash. In short, he was now considered an old man who was rushing to his sixties.

But looking at his reflection in the water, Yun Buliu still felt that he was still very young. Only the occasional vicissitudes flashing in his eyes tell the world that this person's age may be fake.

After simply building a shack, Yun Buliu sat in front of the huge wooden stake next to the kitchen, slowly ate the dinner prepared by Xiao Xiangji, and at the same time called Xiao Duanzi over to add some food.

Xiaotuanzi is an anemone. Although she likes to chew bamboo and sugarcane, she doesn't mind eating meat occasionally, and even likes it very much, especially this kind of prehistoric giant beast meat.

It’s just that this kind of meat is a bit difficult to digest. Sometimes, you can eat one piece and you can hold it for several days.

The energy contained in the flesh and blood of the prehistoric giant beasts is indeed very sufficient. Yun Buliu eats some such beast meat every day and drinks a little golden marrow to provide enough energy to swallow it without wasting his own source energy.

Therefore, his cultivation of Yuan Qi has not fallen behind. However, when he reached their level, Yuan Qi's cultivation is just a routine matter. Their real direction of cultivation is to start from the power of the original source and based on this, to understand the power of the natural laws between heaven and earth.

The reason why the flood level can crush the wilderness level is this. Although the original power involves a trace of law power, it is only a trace, and that is not the real power of law.

In the face of the laws of heaven and earth, human beings always seem so small and insignificant.

If humans want to become powerful, they must understand these laws and even become laws.

This spring, when the spring thunder shook, the clouds often rushed into the thunder clouds, observing the generation of those thunders close up, and integrating mental power into it to feel the two completely opposite auras, and trying to understand them.

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Yun Buliu was eating meat and drinking wine. Xiao Maoqiu looked worried about the country and the people. He stood on Hu Zi's head and came back with Dajiao and Dajiao.

Seeing Xiao Maoqiu's claws placed in front of his abdomen and carrying one claws, looking ahead, looking like a worried person standing, Yun Buliu couldn't help laughing.

What is this little guy trying to do?

Hearing Yun Buliu's laughter, Xiao Maoqiu rolled his eyes at him, then jumped back to the small bamboo building, took out his own exclusive small pot, pushed it in front of Yun Buliu, and then pointed to the Qiankun gourd at Yun Buliu's waist with its small claws.

The meaning is very obvious, which means that the clouds will not be left to pour wine for it.

Yun Buliu laughed and poured some honey into its small pot, "Don't you eat some meat first?"

Xiao Maoqiu opened his big eyes and looked at Xiao Xiangji. Xiao Xiangji pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and handed her a skewer to it. At this time, Hu Zi also held its big basin in her mouth and ran over.

Compared to Xiaomaoqiu, Hu Zi cannot use his mental power to communicate with others. However, Xiaomaoqiu doesn’t know why, but in front of Yunbuliu, he rarely uses his mental power to communicate with Yunbuliu.

It seemed to enjoy the feeling of being able to understand what it wanted to express with just one finger of the claw and the clouds could not be left.

This is a bit different from Xiaobai. Xiaobai is unwilling to use spiritual transmission to communicate with Yunbuliu. He probably doesn't want its luoli sound to be heard by Yunbuliu.

But when you are in a hurry or when you are excited, Xiaobai is willing to say a few words occasionally.

Only the small fur balls seemed to be disdainful of communicating with the clouds.

However, these do not prevent Yun Buliu from getting along with it. After more than thirty years, they have long had a habit of getting along with each other. Many times, there is no need to talk at all, and just one look is enough.

Hu Zi also did a good job in this regard. In comparison, even a cute little expert dumpling is not as good as Hu Zi.

Xiaotuanzi's cuteness is born and can be sold without spending much effort.

Hu Zi's cuteness is actually a bit silly and cute, mainly manifested in that he is obviously a tiger, but he lives like a two-person person.

Looking at its long tiger tail shaking extremely attentively, Xiao Xiangji couldn't bear to refuse its begging eyes and easily handed over the skewers in her hand.

Looking at these pets, Yun Buliu felt that if Xiao Xiangji hadn't been with him, he would have become those poor empty-nest elderly people.

Of course, this is also the life he is willing to live, otherwise he would not have deliberately changed the avenue to restore the lake to its natural tranquility.

At night, the same process was still the same. Xiaobai and Xiaoxiangji practiced writing, Yun Buliu was writing a book of talismans, and Xiao Maoqiu and Huzi became much more obedient today.

Looking at these two poor students who were studying on weekdays, they became serious today. Yun Buliu was a little confused, but he didn't say much, so as not to disturb their interest.

The poor student knows that he has worked hard, this is a good thing!

But what Yun Buliu didn’t know is that no matter what kind of poor student you are, after you have the problem of being a good teacher, you will always learn more to keep your image.

Xiao Maoqiu obviously felt that he needed to study more, and he didn't expect him to become a writer, but at least, he couldn't even answer all the questions asked by his younger brothers, right? It was just the first day that he taught the younger brothers, and he realized his shortcomings.

A younger brother asked: Mr. Qiu, why is the sky blue?

Then the little hairball got stuck and finally told them with a confident look: This is not important! What is important is, how should I write the word "tian"? I want to know why the sky is blue. When your cultivation is strong enough, you will know it by going up and checking it out?

Xiao Maoqiu felt that he was smart at the time, but he also realized that he really knew very little, and there would definitely be many such strange problems in the future.

So it decided to be a good student first, and then find an opportunity to ask Yun Buliu's strange questions to see if he could answer them.

In fact, it is also quite curious, why is the sky blue? The sea blue?

Of course, there are black seas, but the small fur balls are also clear that the black sea contains some abnormalities.
Chapter completed!