Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 386 [Floating Life on the Cliff]

  Although practitioners theoretically have no shortage of time, Fang Chang doesn't even have time for farming slack in the present catastrophe.

  After running around for the whole winter, he returned to Xianqi Cliff, and he found that there was not much change here.

The plank roads, temples, ponds, fences, kilns, sheds, caves, Lingjian Spring, Huanhuaxi, medicine fields, flower fields, farmland, even the big rocks and tea trees on the cliff, and the upside-down tree next to the big rocks. Each ship is exactly the same as when I left.

  The temperature rises and the ice and snow melt.

  The running water in the mountains became stronger, the vegetation and moss bamboo in the mountains became green again, and all kinds of small animals also came to spring and began to reproduce. Birds fly through the air, catching insects that have emerged from the soil and hibernating, and bring them back to feed the nestlings.

  Fang Chang took the bamboo shoots dug from the bamboo forest, walked up the steps, and opened the door of the temple that had been dusty for months.

  The ginkgo tree in front of the hall has turned green again, and the open space in front of the hall, including the stone tables and chairs, is covered with fallen leaves and dust. Fang Chang is going to come out to clean up in a while.

Unplugging the wooden stick latch of the Wuming Hall, Fang Chang walked into the room, took off the Lingquan sword on his back and hung it on the wall, took off the backpack on his back and put it at the end of the bed, took off the gourd at his waist and put it on the bedside table superior.

   Then he lay down on it without laying bedding or removing clothes.

  The warm jade bed is very smooth and moist, full of aura inside, and it feels very good to lie down, far better than any bed in any inn he has experienced during this wandering time. This is cut from the whole piece of jade he dug when he dug the cave in Houshangou. If it is placed in the world, it can be called a priceless treasure.

   Fang Chang didn't get up from the bed until mid-afternoon.

   There is no need to be anxious about going to the north. He faintly feels that as long as he follows his inner intuition, he can find the most suitable time to start.

  Now, spring plowing is the top priority.

  He walked into the dense forest on the cliff, found the three chickens he raised last year, caught them back and locked them in the chicken coop, and picked up a batch of eggs by the way. It's a pity that now is not the time to eat eggs, because two hens are cuddling, so he had to put the eggs in the henhouse and put the hens in.

  Taking out the tools from the work shed, he first cleaned the front and back of the cliff, inside and out, and only after the dust, fallen leaves and dry grass were thrown into the ash pit, Fang Chang stopped.

  It was late, and the sky was full of rays of light.

  Fang Chang's eyesight is very good, he can see wisps of cooking smoke in the distant village below the mountain. Tired birds return to their nests, tired animals return to their nests, and in the new spring grass, the sound of insects gradually increases. Instead of using the descaling technique, he walked to the Jade Pond, washed his hands, and then went to the kitchen to get busy.

There is no shortage of food materials. The area on Xianqi Cliff is vast, and he has opened a lot of land, so he harvested a lot of food before, including millet and beans, and plant tubers that he named ground beans. wheat, and sorghum rice for brewing.

  And the prey stored in the cellar is also very rich, such as bacon, dried fish, dried birds, etc., as well as dried vegetables collected and grown, and pickled vegetables in jars.

  Of course, there is never a shortage of food in Yunzhongshan in spring.

  When Fang Chang went up the mountain, he passed by the bamboo forest and picked some bamboo shoots.

To his surprise, a bamboo spirit that he had encountered by chance in the bamboo forest back then, but disappeared without a trace, reappeared in the bamboo forest, still standing out from the crowd, much higher than the surrounding ones, and It will also be much thicker.

  Fang Chang said hello casually and left. The other party looked very dumb, only moved slightly, and did not respond, nor did he express anything about the other party's behavior of picking bamboo shoots.

In addition, in the dense forest around Xianqi Cliff, there are mushrooms, fungus, bracken, and dozens of fresh wild vegetables that sprouted after the spring rain. saute.

  There are many dishes in the cupboard in the kitchen that he made himself. Relying on the quick hands and feet of a practitioner, he slowly set up a large table on the stone table in the open space in front of the Unknown Hall before the sun completely set.

  Fang Fang returned to the house, picked up the gourd on the bedside table, and went outside again.

  The temperature has risen, and the night is no longer so cold, but the sky is still clear.

  The moonlight is very good, the moon is very round and cold, its light is like mercury, pouring on the earth, pouring on the mountains, pouring on the fairy cliffs, pouring on the surface of the stone table, and pouring into the wine in the wine glass.

  Fang Chang did not sit on the stone stool, he lay back on the rattan chair, drinking the table wine slowly.

  By the way, recall my actions during this period, what I have seen and heard in the world, and then think about the general trend of the world under the catastrophe. Of course, these have little impact on Fang Chang at this moment, because he went down the mountain and entered the robbery, but he actually went with the flow and followed his heart, and there was not much to reflect on.

  After entering the practice, Fang Chang will not be drunk.

   When the wine was full, the dishes on the table were almost bottomed out. He sat up from the recliner and looked around.

   Everything else here is good, but at night, if there is no moon in the sky, some lack of lighting.

   Looking back, you can cast bronze, or use stone to carve a few copper or stone lanterns, and place them under the steps to illuminate the night.

  Although I can see things at night, it will be more comfortable to stay in a place full of light after all.

  ...

  Early the next morning, just after dawn, Fang Chang got up from the warm jade bed.

  Folding some old quilts, he walked to the edge of the cliff, sat on the morning class stone, and watched the sunrise in the sky.

  Because of the deepening of his practice, he is practicing practice all the time now, and he no longer needs to do morning lessons here. He only needs to wait for the opportunity to improve his practice.

   But sitting on the edge of the cliff and watching the sunrise in the distance is really beautiful.

  First, the east was whitish, and the occasional strands of clouds also turned crimson, and then a little light jumped out of the horizon, and instantly became the most eye-catching position in the sky. Then its scope became bigger and bigger, and finally a red sun hung in the sky, and the ground began to get warmer and warmer. The dewdrops on the tips of the grass reflected the colorful light, and gradually melted under the sun, sublimating and disappearing.

Fang Chang looked at the tea trees on the edge of the cliff, and planned to pick them to dry in the sun after farming, and use the skills he learned on the way to southern Xinjiang to cook them well, and there should be better results. Effect.

  Heated a copper plate to make some pancakes and rolled some vegetable leaves for breakfast. Fang Chang went to the workshop to pick up the tools and was ready to start a day of work.

  For him, this is very relaxing, and it should be a relaxation of body and mind.

   Fortunately, he forged a lot of farm tools for himself before. Although there are farmland, medicine fields, and flower fields on the cliff, it is not difficult to handle them.

  (end of this chapter)