Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

Yang Buyi and Yi Rong looked at each other, seeing a glimmer of light, and immediately found the clan elders and priests.

"Two old men, why do you call us gods?"

Yang Buyi asked lightly, the two of them hadn't shown the ability to fly to the sky before, so they had many associations when they called them that.

"Because the costumes worn by the two gods are somewhat similar to the statues of gods enshrined by our tribe, that's why we called them so. But after seeing the abilities of the two gods, our guess is correct." The elder priest said respectfully.

"Statue of a god?" Yang Buyi's eyes lit up, their hearts were sure, and they hurriedly said, "Can you take us to see the statue of that god?"

"Okay, the two gods, please follow me!" The old priest stepped forward to lead the way with a cane.

All the way through the neat stone house, the four of them came to the back of the tribe, where there was an independent, small stone temple.

"Two gods, the statue of the gods is here." Coming closer, the elder priest said devoutly, and then he and the clan elders performed a dignified and mysterious ceremony outside the stone temple. The devout appearance seemed to combine spirit and soul They are all entrusted in the stone temple.

Yang Buyi and Yi Rong looked at each other, and they didn't rush in, they just waited quietly.

After the clan elders and the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the elders, seeing that Yang Buyi and the two gods did not go in, but were waiting for them, their expressions were slightly panicked, which made them more respectful.

"Two gods, please!" They bowed their bodies slightly, stretched out their hands to signal, and respected and recognized the two gods in front of them more and more in their hearts.

Yang Buyi and the two nodded, and then entered the stone temple.

Looking up, I saw a tall stone statue of an ordinary person on the stone platform. The stone statue was gray and slightly old, but it was clean, and the outline of the face was clearly visible.

It was a kind old man with a gentle smile on his face, and he looked approachable, gentle and friendly.

The stone statue was so lifelike that it was carved into three points. Yang Buyi not only saw his smile, but also saw a hint of melancholy and a hint of relief from between his brows.

Yang Buyi was a little surprised that a stone statue contained such a rich expression.

However, when he saw the gown worn by the stone statue, his heart was shocked and he was very excited.

Because he discovered that the stone statue was actually wearing the uniform of the Dongfu Sect many years ago. He had seen related illustrations in the book "Ordinary Cultivation World".

Yang Buyi took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and asked, "You two old men, how long has this statue existed?"

"The tribe has been passed down from generation to generation. I heard from the elder priest of the previous generation that this statue of the god has existed for thousands of years." The elder priest said truthfully.

"Thousands of years?" Yang Buyi continued to ask, "Do you know the origin and whereabouts of this god?"

"The origin of the gods is mysterious. I heard from the priests of the previous generation that they met when the tribe went hunting in the mountains more than a thousand years ago. That time the gods rescued the entire hunter team, and the tribe was able to continue."

"So far, my wood spirit tribe has regarded him as a god, and the god also lives in the tribe."

"During that time, although the gods often went out, they would still return to the tribe after two or three years." Said the old priest.

Go out often? I think that senior brother from thousands of years ago must be looking for a way out.

Yang Buyi was overjoyed, and continued to ask: "What happened after that? Where did that god go?"

The old priest didn't know why the god in front of him was so interested in that god, but this was beyond his comprehension, so he continued to say devoutly:

"It is rumored that the god has been active for more than two hundred years, and when he was dying, he turned into this statue to protect our Wood Spirit Tribe forever!" The old priest looked devoutly at the statue above.

"What? You said that this stone statue was petrified by that god?" Yang Buyi was startled,

"That senior brother from a thousand years ago actually sits here? So...that is to say, he didn't find a way out?"

Yang Buyi raised his head suddenly, looked at the stone statue, and instantly understood the melancholy between his brows. For hundreds of years, he couldn't find a way out, and he was depressed and miserable. At the last moment of sitting down, he finally let go of his heart. With the obsession, a trace of relief finally appeared when he relaxed his eyebrows.

"Have you not found a way out for hundreds of years?" Yang Buyi couldn't help being a little disappointed, Yi Rong also noticed his eyes, and she understood everything through the sound transmission of her spiritual sense, and her eyes dimmed even more.

The two walked out of the stone temple and sat quietly on the grass in front of the tribe. Looking at this strange place, they couldn't help but feel a little blocked.

"You said, do we never get out? We will all die here, right?" Yi Rong hugged his knees, trembling slightly.

"Maybe, maybe not!" Yang Buyi slowly lay down on the grass.

"You said, I will never see my grandpa, right?"

Seeing that Yirong hugged her knees suddenly and began to cry, Yang Buyi was slightly startled, looked at her trembling back, hesitated to speak, hesitated for a while, and suddenly laughed: "We can't die if we fall into the devil's nest, With great fortune and great destiny, it should be a kind of chance and luck to fall into it."

"But...we can't get out...my grandfather doesn't have much medicine to take..." Yirong sobbed loudly as he spoke.

"That senior brother accumulated blessings and virtues for us. As soon as we came in, we were rescued by people from the Wood Spirit Tribe. He searched for hundreds of years. Although he couldn't find the way in the end, he turned into a stone statue and stood there, presumably I hope we will continue to search, and his spirit in heaven will definitely bless us younger generations."

"Before the worst result comes, please don't give up, keep looking, there is always hope."

Yang Buyi suddenly stood up with a smile, although he also had worries in his heart, but for the two of them, someone must stand on the side of hope. He raised his eyes and glanced at this beautiful secret place, and said with a smile to Yirong,

"In my hometown, the old people used to say that if you smile more, you will have more good luck. Only by going out more can you find more opportunities. Maybe the passage to go out is not far away, maybe we step on it Just kick it out."

He smiled slightly, knelt down, wiped away tears for her while Yirong was stunned, stood up and stretched out his hand, "Come on, I'll take you for a walk!"

Yirong raised her head slightly and saw his bright smile, hesitantly, in a trance, as if seeing hope, inadvertently, slowly stretched out her slender white palm to him.

As soon as Yang Buyi grasped it, he took her into the sky.

Along the way, you can have a panoramic view of mountains, grasslands, and rivers.

The flowers are blooming, the grass is fragrant, mixed with the smell of soil, constantly pouring into the tip of the nose.

Below is a sea of ​​flowers plain, stretching as far as the eye can see, colorful exotic flowers and plants make this plain full of vitality.

The dense aura, like thin smoke, lingers among the flowers, and under the sunlight, it is as gorgeous as a rainbow.

Snow-white rabbits, cute mice, and colorful deer jump around among the flowers and plants, full of spirituality.

Yang Buyi and the two passed by all the way, neither of them said anything, they just flew quietly like this.

Suddenly, a golden light in front attracted Yang Buyi's attention, he immediately pulled Yirong and flew down to the golden light, and found that it was actually a golden flower.

"Look, I told you that you will have good luck if you walk around!" Yang Buyi marveled at this magical place, is the elixir overflowing? On the one hand, he also smiled at Yirong.

"Golden Flame Flower?!" Yirong slowly came back to his senses, quite surprised, and also recognized the flower in front of him.

"Look, what is this?" Yang Buyi seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye, suddenly lowered his head and pulled up a grass, and handed it to Yi Rong.

"This is... Sword Grass!" There was a slight change of expression on Yirong's sad face, and he quickly reached out to grab it.

"Look, this is luck and opportunity. What you need is just in your hands. Believe me, we will definitely find a way out!" Yang Buyi smiled and took the opportunity to cheer her up.

"Thank you!" Yi Rong raised his head suddenly and whispered something to Yang Buyi.

"Thank me, then give me the antidote!" Yang Buyi suddenly grinned at him.

Yi Rong was stunned, staring at him, for some reason, Xiu frowned, trying to take a step away, only to realize that his hand was still being held by him, and like a frightened little rabbit, she hurriedly shook off his hand. hand.

After three steps away, he frowned and said: "So you are here to understand the medicine!"

Yang Buyi was stunned for a moment, shook his hands in embarrassment, coughed lightly, and stopped entangled in this topic, and said: "Look, we have encountered both the elixir and the sword grass when we came out, maybe the passage is hidden in this sea of ​​flowers. Not sure, let's find out."

As he spoke, he started to look for it, frowned and followed.

"This is the Seven Star Grass!"

"Water soluble flower!"

"Oxtail!"

"Earth guts!"

A low cry kept ringing.

Along the way, Yang Buyi got a lot of low-level elixir, and Yi Rong also found a lot of sword grass!

They were quite surprised in their hearts, what kind of place is this, elixir can be seen everywhere, and treasures are everywhere?

The two had gained a lot, and they returned to the Wood Spirit Tribe before dark.

Under the moonlight, Yang Buyi took out the alchemy furnace bought from Wanbaohang, sat cross-legged on it, and read with relish the alchemy handbook in his hand.

He was a little excited to have harvested so many elixir in such a rare treasure land!

Since he couldn't find a way out, he wanted to take this opportunity to learn alchemy with the help of this treasure land of opportunity.

Not far away, Yirong saw him, walked over slowly, pouted and said: "We can't find a way out, and you are still interested in reading."

"We have gained so much today, this is a good sign, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, we will be able to find a way out, don't worry, we will definitely be able to get out." Yang Buyi smiled at her.