Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

Having nothing to do, Fang Chang came down the mountain to cut bamboo again, digging up some bamboo shoots and roasting them.

Under the sunny slope in the bamboo forest, the bamboo rats in the cave are fattening, but he is not going to catch them for cooking, and let them go for a few days.

The sound of the stone ax smashing the bamboo resounded through the bamboo forest on the hillside again, every sound seemed to be chopping on the ghost of a certain bamboo spirit in the bamboo forest, trembling every now and then.

As the sound kept ringing, the bamboo rats down the slope had already retreated into their caves, not daring to show their heads.

Fang Chang dragged the chopped bamboo to the side and tied it with rattan. The bamboo shoots had been dug and placed in the basket behind him.

He was going to cut down two bundles of bamboo and transport them back. Each bundle had to be hugged by three people. He was so strong that it was no problem to carry them.

These thick and thin bamboos, long and short, were enough for him to use them for a long time after they were carried back to Xianqi Cliff.

After fastening the rattan used for binding, Fang Chang looked up at the edge of the bamboo forest and was amused.

Walking to the edge of the bamboo forest, looking at the twisted and trembling big bamboo in front of him like last time, Fang Chang circled around it, tapped it with the handle of the axe, and said with a smile:

"Moved again?"

Hearing this, the bamboo spirit was shocked, and then remained motionless.

The mountain wind blows across the bamboo sea, causing green waves to turn up in the bamboo forest. But the mountain wind that blows the sea of ​​bamboo can't shake the big bamboo.

Satisfied with the bad taste, Fang Chang laughed and walked back.

after a long time.

The bamboo spirit turned slowly, facing the direction where the person left. After observing for a while and seeing no movement, it seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and became flexible and relaxed.

Just now when he was circled around to watch, Bamboo Essence shuddered at the sizing up.

It's so scary, it's almost bursting with fright...

Come here every day to cut bamboo...

Let the demon live...

After deliberating for a long time, the bamboo spirit made up his mind, pulled out the rhizome from the soil rustlingly, then swayed like a foot, and ran leisurely towards the direction of the sun.

Since the hillside is facing the sun, the bamboo spirit escaped all the way down the mountain. Fortunately, it is quite spiritual and knows how to hide and come out at night, so it didn't scare people, so it was not cut down.

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Wang——

While walking on the mountain road carrying a bundle of bamboo, Fang Chang suddenly heard a bark.

Looking over, it was the yellow dog of the woodcutter Lin Hai. It was quite human, and it kept wagging its tail after seeing Fang Chang. It seems that the woodcutter should be cutting firewood on the mountain, which also means that Linxi Village has resumed its peaceful life in the past.

After whistling lightly, the yellow dog ran over and wagged its tail cheerfully. Fang Chang put down the bamboo and went over to stroke the dog's head.

The dog shook his head comfortably, then wagged his tail, and disappeared into the forest.

Seeing the disappearing figure of the yellow dog, Fang Chang smiled, picked up the bundle of bamboo and put it back on his shoulder, and returned to Xianqi Cliff.

Large pieces of good wood are very resistant to burning, because the firepit in the house is still burning because it has not been long since we left. Fang Chang poked the fire, added some firewood, then took clay pots to the stream, filled them with water, and set them on the edge of the fire pit to burn.

A few days later, the impact of the mountain torrent has completely disappeared, and the stream flowing by the edge of the Xianqi cliff has also returned to clarity, without any turbidity.

While waiting for the water to boil, he sat by the fire pit and took out his jade knife to make new utensils.

The bamboo that has been split into wide strips with a stone chisel in advance is separated by Fang Chang with a jade knife to form thin bamboo strips, which are then crossed into grids, and then surrounded by bamboo strips in a circle. Woven around.

Bamboo plaque.

The reason for making this is that Fang Chang wanted to pick some tea leaves to dry. Although fresh tea has a pleasant aroma, it still has a green taste. If picked and dried in the sun, the tea will be more suitable for brewing after being dried by the heat of the sun.

On the open space outside, next to the shack with firewood, a new melon field has been opened up.

Very small, only three steps long and one wide.

In this field, Fang Chang used stone flakes to loosen the ground, and planted the melon seeds he took out earlier in an orderly manner. It is estimated that it only takes two months to eat the melons grown by myself.

The water in the jar boiled.

Put the fresh tea leaves into the bamboo tube and scoop into the boiling water.

It tastes better than directly boiled tea.

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Picking tea from the edge of a cliff requires certain skills.

Fortunately, Fang Chang's cultivation level is small, his body is light, and he can pick tea trees on the edge of the cliff flexibly.

And with his current situation, even if he stumbles and falls from the cliff, there will be no tragic and unfortunate scenes, it just takes time to climb up again.

Picking time is not considered, and it is suitable for picking tea at any time under the clouds and mist.

After loading about half of the basket, he jumped back to the flat ground on the cliff.

Several bamboo plaques have already been compiled, and he foresees that the next few days will be sunny and sunny. He only needs to spread the tea leaves on them and turn them over occasionally to make the sunlight even.

Filling several bamboo plaques with fresh tea leaves, Fang Chang tied up a simple shelf with bamboo and wood, and put these tea plaques on it one by one, facing south.

At this time, the sun is bright and the sun is very good.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Fang Chang turned his head to look towards the edge of the open space.

The grass and trees at the edge of the forest surged, and a huge black monster rushed out, heading straight for the wooden shack.

"stop!"

Seeing its momentum unabated, Fang Chang shouted.

However, there was no effect at all, the opponent rushed straight, knocked down a firewood pile, and then stopped and began to hustle around, as if looking for something to eat.

This is an adult wild boar that is as long as a person. Its back is covered with bristles, its body is black and muddy, and it has two pointed tusks. If it encounters it in the mountains, most hunters will give up cautiously and will not face it head-on. superior.

Fang Chang was slightly annoyed: "What a wicked beast! Are you here to deliver dinner?"

The wild boar's eyesight is not very good, so he turned his head to look, and seemed to have spotted Fang Chang, then turned his head, lowered his head and accelerated, his fangs pointed directly at Fang Chang, and he ran with astonishing momentum.

"Oh, interesting."

Seeing the wild boar rushing towards it ferociously, Fang Chang shook his head, then stretched out a hand and pressed it lightly.

The wild boar charged like a rainbow, but in front of his seemingly slender palm, it was like bumping into a mountain wall, unable to advance an inch. After being held down by this hand, no matter how the wild boar struggles, even with a thousand brute strength, it cannot escape.

After holding down the boar with his left hand, Fang Chang stretched out his right hand, and with two fingers like a sword, he quickly tapped on its forehead to kill it.

He let go of his hand, let the wild boar carcass fall to the ground, then shook his head, and began to pick up the firewood that had been knocked apart by the wild boar, and rebuilt it.

Fortunately, the melon fields, thatched huts, firewood sheds, and tea drying racks were not harmed. As for the tables and benches in the open space... the wild boar collided with the boulder tables and benches, and it probably also ended up with a broken head.

The sudden appearance of this wild boar not only brought a little trouble, but also brought a lot of meat.

After the pottery comes out of the oven, it has the square length of the cooking vessel, which is completely worthy of it.

Yunzhong Mountain is rich in products. He searched among the surrounding vegetation and found wild wild onions and gingers. Wild ginger is delicious, and wild onion has the function of onion and garlic. They can replace ordinary onion, ginger and garlic for cooking.

These seasonings or their substitutes can remove the fishy smell and enhance the smell, and have a detoxification effect that Fang Chang can't use. They are indispensable for cooking meat.

Second update.

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