Looking at the sky where the master had just disappeared, Peng Li watched for a long time before he withdrew his gaze.

Master Cheng Shouyi on Earth has been teaching all his cooking skills to himself for six years. It can be said that the master changed his life and led him to the cooking path. This kind of kindness will never be forgotten for life.

Now, in this Journey to the West, another master appeared, leading him to explore the mystery of the kitchen path.

After a moment of emotion, Peng Li couldn't help but take out the emerald green bamboo slips and storage bags given to Master Xuandu.

Looking at the green bamboo slips in his hand and remembering what the master said when he gave them, Peng Li couldn't help but feel excited. Could it be...

Peng Li quickly opened the bamboo slips, and the first thing that caught his eye was six words with great vibes:

"The Tao can be told, it is extraordinary"

The ink traces of the character are dry and wet, the strokes are broken and connected in a moderate manner, the thickness and thinness are hidden and exposed, and every word is conveyed to the spirit.

The simple six words contain a sense of dreaminess.

"It's indeed the Tao Te Ching!" Peng Li was ecstatic.

Tao Te Ching!

Peng Li couldn't help but look at it with a close look, but suddenly felt that the six words had an attraction, which actually pulled Peng Li's consciousness into the bamboo slips.

After the consciousness clashed, Peng Li found that his consciousness had come to a void space.

In that space, Peng Li saw an old man with a blurred face writing with his own eyes, stroke by stroke, with great charm and a fairy spirit.

The old man wrote very slowly, as if the old man was not writing words, but writing a world...

The entire void space is changing with the appearance of those strokes, and an inexplicable thing is quietly born in the void space.

Peng Li, who was in the void space, felt very real, and he seemed to understand something...

When the old man finished writing the six words "Tao can be told, it is extraordinary", Peng Li's consciousness broke out from the bamboo slips and returned to his body.

Peng Li's pupils dilated and he shouted excitedly: "Dao Kedao, very Dao, so that's how he understood it, it's amazing!"

In the empty space of the bamboo slips, after witnessing with his own eyes how the Taishang Taoist ancestor wrote the Tao Te Ching, Peng Li fully understood the meaning to be expressed in it.

Language is a tool used to convey information. Different languages ​​can also express the same meaning, but even if it is the same sentence, two different people will have different understandings after listening to it.

Because words and language are just media for conveying information, it is impossible to express the entire meaning of the speaker in a complete and precise manner.

The mystery of the way of heaven and the mystery of the laws of nature are endlessly varied and extremely profound and bitter. Ordinary words cannot express the understanding of the way of heaven at the Supreme Taoist ancestor.

Even if it is expressed, a thousand people will see it, and there will be a thousand changes.

If you only look at the five thousand words of Tao Te Ching with your naked eyes, you may only be able to feel the subtleties of the Tao Te Ching.

Therefore, ordinary Qi Refining Sects often lead their disciples to practice step by step, because just throwing a copy of the martial arts to the disciples, the disciples may become erroneous as they practice.

The same is true on earth. If you throw a book to the students, the students will read it carefully, but at least half of the students do not understand it. Because the words cannot accurately express the author's meaning, different people have different understandings, so they have the profession of teacher.

"This volume of Tao Te Ching is probably a true scripture written by the Taishang Taoist Ancestor. I don't know how this magical method was achieved? And this emerald green bamboo is probably not an ordinary thing, right?" Peng Li stroked the bamboo slips with both hands and murmured to himself.

Peng Li rolled the bamboo slips and planned to read the Tao Te Ching again tomorrow.

Peng Li picked up the blue storage bag, opened the bag mouth, and explored the spiritual consciousness inside.

The storage bag is a bag-shaped space, with a huge space, enough to hold a courtyard house.

However, the space inside the storage bag has occupied more than half of it.

The most conspicuous ones are five huge shelves, which are filled with three-inch-long jade slips. The jade slips are only used by immortals above the Earth Fairyland to store words and patterns in jade engraved with formations, and can be kept for tens of thousands of years without being damaged.

There are also three shelves next to the jade slip, but there are jade bottles placed on it, filled with various elixirs, including spiritual elixirs and immortal elixirs.

When the pills pass by, there are the last two shelves, which are placed on them with jade boxes of various sizes. The boxes contain various treasure plants, spiritual fruits, and fairy grass.

Then, there were spiritual and fairy artifacts of various shapes such as gourds, big bells, copper cauldrons, bells, pagodas, etc. They all attracted various spiritual energy around them and emitted colorful mysterious lights.

The best is a bunch of messy things, including seeds, withered branches, some bones, all kinds of strange metals, and some mortal items.

After exploring the spiritual consciousness, all kinds of items are clear in your heart.

Peng Li couldn't help but sigh: "I'm so rich! I didn't expect that I would get rich overnight, haha..."

The excitement of getting rich is really incomprehensible to most people, and Peng Li also felt that excitement at this time.

The spiritual consciousness sensed a purple gourd. When the spiritual consciousness moved, he saw the purple gourd flying out of the bag.

When the purple gourd just flew out of the pocket, it was only the size of a thumb. The farther away from the pocket, the bigger the purple gourd became. When it flew to Peng Li's other hand, it had turned into a one-foot-long gourd.

As soon as the purple gourd touched Peng Li, it sent a message to Peng Li.

The purple spirit gourd, a high-level spiritual weapon, can only brew mortal wine into purple spirit wine in one day. The longer the storage time, the more mellow the purple spirit wine will be, and the more helpful it will be to the monks.

It turned out to be a spiritual weapon specially designed for brewing wine.

Next, Peng Li checked the items in the storage bag one by one, which were extremely useful immortal tools, elixirs, and things that Peng Li felt were useless.

There is a spiritual weapon that is used to repel mosquitoes, and it can only drive away ordinary mosquitoes, and it has no effect on mosquitoes with spiritual intelligence.

This has no effect on cultivators above the innate realm, because cultivators in the innate realm already have spiritual consciousness, and can drive away mosquitoes with just one sweep of spiritual consciousness. The spiritual weapon is one level higher than the magic weapon, and at least the innate level must be used to control the spiritual weapon.

I roughly checked the items in the storage bag, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening and it was completely dark.

However, the moon in this world is particularly bright. Although it is not as bright as the daytime, it does not affect your vision.

Peng Li stood up, his spiritual consciousness extended to the surroundings, covering the entire small mountain.

He discovered that after the master's preaching, the mountain had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The peak grew more than ten feet tall, thousands of wild beasts all developed spiritual intelligence, and the entire flower, plant and trees on the top of the mountain also produced spiritual intelligence, and they all entered the ranks of monsters.

"It's a waste to leave like this!" Peng Li said in his heart.
Chapter completed!