dream bubble

Chapter 397 Sudden Change 1
A bonfire was lit in the open space, and many people sang and danced around the bonfire. Elderly people played the reed flute to accompany the dancers. Those who did not dance were either chatting or eating.

There is festive cheer everywhere.

Xie Xiaoyu strolled among the crowd, feeling this rare exotic atmosphere.

The festivals in Middle-earth are all celebrated by the family members together, relatives visit each other, of course eating and drinking is unavoidable, but in Middle-earth, they all gather in someone’s home, and the banquet is arranged in a lively manner. The seats at the banquet are also particular about the status People of the same status are together, and there will be absolutely no irrelevant people at the banquet.So when it comes to the festival, the streets are deserted, and every house is very lively.

It was completely different here, the lights of every house in the city were off, obviously no one was inside, men, women, old and children all ran outside, most of them didn't know each other, but celebrated the festival like friends who had known each other for many years.

There are no banquets, only reed mats spread randomly on the ground. The whole family sits on the reed mats, and the food is placed in the center, and all the family members enjoy it.

"What is Miao Jiang's festival like?" Maybe feeling the festive atmosphere, or maybe being bored, Xie Xiaoyu asked softly.

At this moment, he was alone. In order not to attract the attention of others, the three of them did not walk together. He was able to talk to the other two because of the ghost king possessing him.

"Festival?" Elder Mo Lun seemed to be very unfamiliar with this word, and it took him a long time to sigh: "We don't have festivals there, if we talk about celebrations, we have to celebrate when we get married and have children, especially when the head of the family gets married. Make it big."

"Could it not be more than one year?" Xie Xiaoyu was incredulous.

"In Chinese New Year, we clean up the whole village, kill a few pigs, and add some vegetables at night. Who has spare money and time to celebrate? Life is tight...Of course, big villages like Chiyuedong and Baiyi Village may be exceptions "The old man Morun is full of bitterness.

"It's about the same. At least Baiyi Village has no other festivals except Mayim's birthday." Dun Kun suddenly interrupted. He is Mayim's son-in-law, and he knows everything about Baiyi Village very well.

"Maybe after a while, everyone will be the same." Xie Xiaoyu suddenly became a little listless. It's not easy to be alive when the catastrophe is together. How can there be free time to celebrate the festival?

"I don't plan to think so far, let's talk about it first." The mentality of the old man Mo Lun is naturally different. He is not long-lived, and he is used to taking one step at a time, because it is useless to see too far. With a kick, he left this world.

"What's the matter with you recently? It seems that you don't plan to practice." He suddenly asked Xie Xiaoyu.

"Yeah, don't say it's for our business." Dun Kun also found that Xie Xiaoyu seems to be too idle these days.

"Of course I practice. It's two hours every night. It's useless. My cultivation has stagnated. Although I still have growth, it's not as fast as before." Xie Xiaoyu said, this is the truth, but it's not true. reason.

The real reason is that he is hesitating.

The ways of Buddha, demon, and sword cultivation are all related to each other, and he has innate advantages. The "Six Rufa" he cultivated is the way of Buddhist sword cultivation, but he uses the method of Taoism to cultivate from the beginning to the end. It is already the unity of Buddhism and Taoism, and before he made chaos with Hua Zizai's invisible sword energy, he integrated all his skills into one, and the step of integration was also completed, but it was based on his Huazizai's invisible sword energy , what finally comes out should be regarded as magic power. If he uses this as the basis and deduces it again, he should be able to open up a path that does not belong to any one of Buddha, magic, and Taoism, but also has the advantages of the three.

At this moment, what he is hesitating is whether to leave?
No one knows, where does this road lead?Because no one has been there before.

Xie Xiaoyu was in a mess.

For a while, my heart was surging. Through the ages, how many people can be called pioneers?Even Daoist Taixu doesn't have this qualification, how much honor is this?

After a while, he felt uneasy again. As a monk, what he hopes most is to live a long and happy life. The so-called glory is just a false name.

"Don't think about it, it seems that someone has made a move, let's hurry up..." the old man Mo Lun suddenly shouted.

(End of this chapter)