Zhao Xun naturally found it difficult to refuse, and had no reason to refuse.
"Well, how about having a hot pot meal in this courtyard?"
Hot pot was invented by Zhao Xun. There was no such thing in this world before.
Although it is just a simple matter of pouring the prepared ingredients into a copper pot, the aroma that fills the mouth and the spicy and exciting feeling that dances between the taste buds will give people a hearty pleasure.
“Hotpot is good, hotpot is good!”
Long Qingquan, the third senior brother who calls himself a gourmet, said quickly: "Just eat hot pot."
He was afraid that Zhao Xun would go back on his word and strike while the iron was hot: "Junior brother, you don't even need to find a charcoal fire. We will just use the true energy to ignite the fire."
"..."
Zhao Xun stared at the third senior brother Long Qingquan with a dark look on his face, thinking that the third senior brother really has you, a dignified second-grade practitioner, use your true energy to light the fire and eat hot pot.
If the mountain chief knew this, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood?
Well, the mountain chief should know, right?
"How can you eat hot pot without sour plum soup? Senior brothers and sisters, this time I will let you try my exclusive custom-made sour plum soup."
When it comes to tinkering with these things, Zhao Xun is really a good player.
In his opinion, food and love are the only things in the world that cannot be lived up to.
...
...
The best part of life is that you never know what will happen next.
Zhao Xun never thought that they were preparing to eat hot pot, and his mentor Qinglian Taoist Master Wu Quanyi came over uninvited and took the initiative to join them.
"Oh, this smell is really amazing. My dear disciple, why don't you call me a master if you secretly eat delicious food here?"
Taoist priest Qinglian put his hands behind his back and said leisurely.
Damn...
Zhao Xun was shocked.
Teacher, is this a dog’s nose? It can smell it from more than ten miles away?
"Look what you said, didn't my disciple greet the senior brothers and sisters in the academy today? I didn't dare to disturb you."
"What's the fuss about?"
Taoist Master Qinglian raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's just a matter of adding a chair and a pair of chopsticks."
"..."
Now Zhao Xun really didn't know what to say. His mentor had already said this, so he had no reason to refuse.
Zhao Xun quickly ordered someone to add a chair and a pair of bowls and chopsticks for his mentor.
"Today is a good day. Junior brother, why don't you write a poem to cheer everyone up?"
Third senior brother Long Qingquan was really excited and started to do things. Zhao Xun said in his heart that he was an expert.
But he really doesn’t want to write poetry now.
Although his poetry reserve is very rich, it is ultimately limited, and one poem will be used less than one.
He has been consuming a lot of poetry recently, so he still needs to have a snack and think about the follow-up.
If anything involves consumption, there are two ways to maintain it: increase revenue and reduce expenditure.
For Zhao Xun, it is impossible to increase revenue, so he can only reduce expenditure.
"Well, Third Senior Brother, let's not do those vain things ourselves. Come, eat food, eat food..."
Long Qingquan only thought that Zhao Xun was acting weird today, but he couldn't tell what went wrong.
"That's all, that's all, let's eat some vegetables."
"It's fate that we all can get together today. If the Demon Sect and the barbarians hadn't besieged the city, I never imagined that such a day would happen."
Zhao Xun said with emotion: "Teacher, you have always wanted to meet the senior brothers and sisters in the academy, but now you have got your wish, right?"
Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi nodded slightly: "Yes, seeing these brothers and sisters of yours, I can rest assured as a teacher. Everyone in the academy is indeed a talented person."
Good times are always short.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone was already feeling waning.
"My good disciple, I actually have something to tell you when I come here this time."
Qinglian Taoist Master Wu Quanyi said leisurely: "Are you willing to learn talismans?"
Huh? What does this mean, mentor?
Suddenly I want to teach him talismans.
"Don't get me wrong, being a teacher has no other meaning. It's just that you can never know things in this world. Life and death are unpredictable. Now that the war is coming, no one knows what will happen during the battle, and no one knows whether he will be able to survive after the battle.
Survive.”
Wu Quanyi's mood was a little low, and then he sighed and said: "Master, I don't want this magic talisman to be lost."
Damn it.
Why am I so sad and emo while talking.
What about being optimistic and positive?
"What are you talking about? All of us will be fine and nothing will happen to us. As for the magic spell you mentioned, my disciple is willing to learn it."
In fact, Zhao Xun himself doesn't like Taoist magic.
In his opinion, this thing is a bit too mysterious.
The key is that it doesn't match Zhao Xun's temperament.
But for the sake of talking quickly, it would be unreasonable for Zhao Xun not to accept the offer.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a good disciple, what a good disciple. I really did not misjudge the person."
A flash of light flashed in Wu Quanyi's eyes, and then his whole person became energetic.
"The core of the magic of divine talismans lies in the perseverance of the mind. No matter what kind of talisman you want to draw, you must keep your mind firm from beginning to end."
After a pause, Wu Quanyi continued: "Can you do it?"
"My disciple can do it."
Zhao Xun replied without thinking.
"Okay, then my teacher will teach you how to draw talisman."
"Well, something is not right at this time, how about another day?"
My mentor was really drunk. He was drawing talisman in front of so many academy brothers and sisters. He was really not afraid of being stolen.
"What to change?"
Wu Quanyi's expression was serious: "There are no outsiders here. Aren't these all your senior brothers and sisters?"
Well
Now Zhao Xun really didn't know what to say.
Life!
That's all, let's start school on site.
"My good disciple, let's start from the simplest talisman."
Wu Quanyi raised his eyebrows and yelled, "Come on the pen." Then a brush flew into his hand.
"The pen and the sword are essentially the same. It's just that the pen looks softer. But if you want to draw a talisman with a realm, you still need strength."
Wu Quanyi used his wrist strength and took the lead in drawing a "righteousness character".
"The core of the meaning of the character lies in this."
Wu Quanyi paused and said, "Some people are very good at drawing talismans at the beginning, but they get discouraged when it comes to the finishing touch. My dear disciple, come and try it."
To be continued...