Qingshan Xiaozhu: People Who Listen to the Words of Heaven and Earth

Shen Yan could hear the voices of heaven and earth - the past events of the plants and trees, the restlessness of the spiritual beasts, the secrets hidden in the artifacts, and the frizzy hair in the wind when the spiritual energy was about to become chaotic. But he is just a poor leader of a broken mountain sect, and he is best at cooking a pot of good porridge. Everyone in the world of cultivation is involved in realms, spiritual veins, and sect KPIs, except Qingshan Xiaozhu in Qingwu Mountain. The town at the foot of the mountain was short of water, so he went to listen and heard a cry of "thirst" from the ground. A neighboring clan sent a reminder to row half of the mountain, but he went to listen and heard that the mountain spring behind the other party's home was also thin and there was really no way. He neither beats nor scolds, but a bowl of porridge and a word can turn tension into a pot of fragrant porridge. Ayu is an orphan girl who is considered unlucky by the village. She has a sensitive spiritual vein and is as stubborn as a thorn; Mo Tuan is a little black cat with four white paws, squatting under the eaves to bask in the sun, and occasionally make a few important remarks. The master and the apprentice took the cat down the mountain, listening all the way - listening to the stranger's difficulties, the little demon's grievances, and the quiet and chaotic atmosphere beneath the mountain towns. But the "door" deep in Qingwu Mountain was sleeping more and more uneasily. The peaches bloom out of season in the twelfth lunar month, the water in wells becomes bitter, and the spiritual springs become thin and dry - something in the world is loosening little by little. Some things cannot be solved by winning, but by listening long enough and truthfully enough. A non-volume book on immortality cultivation. There is no sect war, just a bowl of porridge, a word, and a group of people with their own disabilities, slowly becoming a family. Every trouble will be met with tenderness. Don't rob mountains from mountains, don't rob people from people. Come and sit in the small building on Qingshan Mountain and listen to what the heavens say.