There was a big show in Kunlun, and Tao Yao wanted to join in the fun. She rushed down a hundred floors in one breath, but she was still full of energy. When her body and mind suddenly drifted away, she couldn't help but sigh, and time travel inspired her to enjoy the fun.
On the way to Tumi Palace, Tao Yao always kept his head looking towards the sky at an angle of 45 to 90 degrees. There was no way around it, someone would always be knocked away.
When she arrived at the Siwei Mountain, her good mood was interrupted by a natural chasm. These days, you need real skills to do anything, otherwise it will be troublesome to join in the fun.
"well……"
If you can't watch the battle nearby, then watch people being beaten away from a distance.
Today, outside Tumi Hall, a stage appears out of thin air that looks like a human competition for marriage. There are high pillars at each corner of the stage. The pillars are wrapped with bright red silk, and a big red flower is decorated on the silk.
Most of the cultivators who come to the ring are wearing red and green.
After thinking about it for a moment, it seems that ordinary people like to wear red and green when they get married? Dare to love the Kunlun Immortal and go to the Mountain of Sin, which is a happy event equivalent to getting married.
When she thought about it, her good mood dissipated a lot.
Looking at the battle in front of Tumi Palace again, she didn't like everything.
It turned out that in the alley in front of her house, two wild cats were fighting, and they were more powerful than the fight between cultivators. The kitten stretched out its claws, you scratched it, and I grabbed a handful. It was so exciting that people couldn't take their eyes away.
But what about cultivators? They make a few tricks in their hands, throw a few magic weapons into their sleeves, and then they are done. It really makes people confused, unable to get up or down.
Too bad.
Suddenly, a ball of fire flew out of Tumi Palace and hit Taoyao quickly. The fire came so fast that Taoyao had no time to move. She saw the ball of fire hit an inch beside her, leaving a charred black pit dozens of feet deep.
When he looked down, he saw a Kunlun disciple who had been burned bald and poked in the pit.
"Hot, so hot——"
Isn’t it hot? If Mars hits the earth, the earth will be very hot...
"Brother, are you okay?"
The charred senior brother raised his head, with a face covered in black and long winter, and asked: "Little junior sister, can you bring some rain to senior brother?"
"Brother, artificial rainfall is a high technology, and I haven't learned it yet."
"..." Senior Brother burst into tears, "That's all, this is Senior Brother's Samadhi True Fire. Even if you can conjure up a lake and throw me into it, it won't be of any use."
"Elder brother is also on the stage?"
The senior brother nodded sadly: "All four senior brothers are on board."
"Damn, shameless."
"Young junior sister scolded you so well. What kind of qualifications do the four senior brothers have? Even if they don't compete in the ring, they still have many opportunities to go to the Mountain of Sin, but they are so shameless to come here and compete with us junior brothers and sisters who have never seen Jing Shangxian."
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"Eh?" Tao Yao was surprised, "Senior brother, have you never seen Jing Shangxian?"
"No."
"Senior brother, when did you come to Kunlun?"
"It's been more than three hundred years."
"so long?"
"It hasn't been long. There are some senior brothers who have been here for seven hundred years and have never seen Jing Shangxian."
"Pitiful……"
"Little junior sister, what did you say?"
"I mean, is it worth it to ask my senior brother to beat him into a piece of hairless coal just to see him look like a fairy?"
"No hair?!" The unknown senior brother touched his head excitedly, and the more he touched his head, the more desperate he became. The worst thing is that the hair has been burned away, but the fire has not been extinguished.
Taoyao felt that if the burning continued, senior brother would not only be hairless, but also faceless and skinless.
Seeing that the scene in front of her was too miserable, Tao Yao couldn't bear it, so she reached out and slapped twice into the pit. This fan, which was originally a dying fire, suddenly sprang up and burned her senior brother again.
"Elder brother, you shameless person, you tortured me even after I lost. You are simply crazy!"
Tao Yao quietly put her hands behind her back, pretending that nothing happened. She just waved them twice casually, which caused the fire to burn again. It must be that the senior brother is not popular with Xiang Xichen, so he
Private warning.
"Brother, are you okay? Do you want me to call someone for help?"
"No need." Senior Brother gritted his teeth, "It's just that it was burned bald. Give me a hundred years and it will grow back."
"a hundred years……"
Suddenly, another senior brother fell from the sky. Seeing that the cliffs of Siwei Mountain were covered with craters of different sizes, Taoyao realized that going to the theater might be a high-risk activity. If a fireball hit her, would she?
Will it be burned directly into a prototype?
Just burn it into a prototype. The key is that she is a sand sculpture. You say that a phoenix that loses its feathers is not as good as a chicken. What about a sand sculpture that loses its feathers? I can’t imagine it.
"Brother, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
The charred senior brother shouted: "Little junior sister, don't you go and try?"
"Need not."
Taoyao, who couldn't watch the show, wandered around the Siwei Mountain.
Wandering around the beautiful flowers in Kunlun, Taoyao felt very comfortable. As she walked, she counted the various flowers in the sea of flowers, plum blossoms, peonies, crabapples, magnolias, redbuds, lilacs... As she counted, Taoyao paused.
, is there a common flower missing?
Which one is it?
Before she could think of it, at the end of the road, Master Cen was walking happily towards this side, carrying a fishing pole with a fat fish hanging on it.
"Little fellow Taoist?"
"Hello, Master Cen."
"Young Taoist fellow, didn't you go see the fun?"
"The risk is too great."
"Hahaha..." Mr. Cen said, "There is no one in Sanwei Mountain today, so I quietly went to catch a fish. I plan to cook a pot of fish soup to satisfy my craving. Are you interested, fellow Taoist?"
"have--"
She was so interested.
Kunlun is beautiful, and the beautiful scenery and people are even more beautiful, but beauty cannot be eaten. She eats fruits from Tianshan Mountain to satisfy her hunger every day, which makes her feel nauseous.
She followed Master Cen and walked and walked until she reached the foot of a big tree. The tree was so big that it almost covered half of Siwei Mountain. Not far from the tree, there was a long and thin stream with crystal clear water.
.
The water was gurgling and falling flowers were flying. Master Cen rolled up his sleeves and planned to kill the fish and remove their scales.
"Little fellow Taoist?"
"yes."
“How do you kill a fish?”
"...Is this the first time Mr. Cen has cooked fish soup today?"
"In the early years, I was still practicing Taoism in the human world. At that time, I wanted to become a strong man as soon as possible, go to Kunlun, and ascend to godhood. The wonderful taste of food was just a stumbling block on the road of cultivation. How could I study it?
After learning how to live without grains, I have never eaten a bite of whole grains again. Today, for some reason, I suddenly remembered a pot of fresh fish soup that my mother-in-law cooked when I was a child."
"Master Cen, how long have you been in Kunlun?"
"A whole thousand years."
"Eh? So long?"
Mr. Cen smiled and looked at the lively fish with great reluctance: "Little fellow Taoist, I wanted to treat you to fish soup, but I lied. I'll go release the big fish and talk to you when I get back."
"Wait a minute -" Taoyao snatched the fish from Master Cen at the fastest speed in her life, "Master Cen, I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Taoyao pushed the fish to the ground and picked up the knife. The delicious food in her mouth must not let it run away!
"Little fellow Taoist, can you cook?"
How can she? She is very good at it.
Before time travel, she was an abandoned orphan. She grew up inexplicably with the help of kind people. Later, she lived alone in a rented house and fed herself. If she didn't know how to do anything, she would still be alive.
starve?
She broke open the fish belly, leaving the fish bubbles and roe, scaled the fish, and then washed the fish inside and out. After the fish was done, she started to light a fire and boil water.
After working for more than an hour, the fish soup is out of the pot. As soon as the lid is opened, a rich aroma wafts out.
"Little Taoist friend, it smells very good."
"My skills are comparable to those of a chef in a five-star hotel."
"What?"
Tao Yao smiled: "It's nothing, I'll serve soup to Master."
"Good work."
A large pot of fish soup was served. Mrs. Cen and she each had half a pot, and they quickly ate the bottom of the pot.
"It's great -" Mr. Cen wiped his mouth with satisfaction, "Fellow Taoist, I feel now that if you can go to the Mountain of Burning Hen, you will definitely be blessed by the Immortal of Jingshang."
"Just because I can make fish soup?"
"Little fellow Taoist, do you know the beauty of the world? Where is the beauty?"
"ha?"
"The most beautiful thing in the world is the smoke of fireworks, and the so-called smoke of fireworks can be found in the space between a porridge and a meal. The immortal in the scenery has been lonely for too long. He felt that he was sorry for Kunlun and the world, so he tied himself to the Pinhen Mountain and became lonely.
A thousand years.
But even if there were mistakes in the past, it was not his fault alone, let alone that he had never made any mistakes. But these words could not be heard by Jing Shangxian.
This time, it will be a whole thousand years."
"Master Cen, are you saying that the reason why Jing Shangxian stayed alone in the Burning Hen Mountain was not because he liked purity, but because he was punishing himself?"
Master Cen smiled and did not answer.
"Master Cen——"
Mr. Cen flicked his sleeves and stood up with a smile: "Little Taoist friend, your fish soup is very good. I will catch another fish tomorrow, and you will cook the soup for me, okay?"
Damn it, are you going to use her as a free cook? She can be a cook, it’s free, no way!
"It's my honor to serve Mr. Cen, but..."
"only?"
"Master Cen, you come from the human world. You should know that there is a saying in the world that there is no free lunch in the world. Master asked me to make soup, and I can't refuse. But shouldn't I be rewarded?"
Master Cen smiled again: "What do you want, little fellow Taoist?"
"I heard that the test questions for the finals were written by Kagejosen himself?"
"good."
It was actually Xichen who came out in person!
"Master Cen, how is our relationship?"
"Very good."
"The disciple has a question. Shouldn't the Master try his best to answer it?"
"It's natural."
"May I ask Mr. Cen, what will be the test in the finals?"
"Hahaha..." Mr. Cen burst into laughter, leaning forward and backward with laughter, "My little fellow Taoist, my little fellow Taoist, you are so interesting."
"..."
"I don't mind leaking the test questions to my little Taoist friends, but I really don't know what the test questions are."
"Heh." Liar!
"Little Taoist friend, as a master, you should not deceive your students. Although I have not taught classes for a long time, I have never forgotten the moral character that a master should abide by." Master Cen waved his sleeves and walked away.
"My little Taoist friend, there is a saying in the world: We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, but if we are not destined to meet each other, we will not know each other. If you can't force something, you shouldn't force it."
"I have to force myself!"
Mr. Cen stumbled and almost slipped. He turned around helplessly: "My little fellow Taoist, it's not sweet to force yourself."
"At least it's a melon."
"..."
"The melon is not sweet, but it looks beautiful."
Mr. Cen was speechless: "That's all..."
"Master, I will cook fish for you tomorrow -"
What if the melon is not sweet? Isn’t there delicious fish soup?