Three days later, Tao Yao recovered from her injury and got out of bed.
He said that he would see her again in two days. She was a great immortal, but she also had a mouth that spoke freely.
So, the relationship between master and disciple is nothing more than nominal.
As she lay there, she thought over and over again. Po Shu's words still made some sense. If you want to capture a person's heart, you might as well try to capture his stomach.
Anyway, other than this method, she had no other options for a while. It was better than nothing, try it first, what if, as the bad book said, the immortal was an invisible foodie?
Taoyao decided to cook a delicious meal for Shangxian that would make people bite their tongues off.
To cook, you must first find ingredients. After all, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.
However, after running around the mountain for three full times, she was so tired that she was out of breath and couldn't find any usable food.
Yes, cooking may be a good idea, and she is also very good at cooking, but apart from the white snow and peach blossoms, she is the only living thing on the mountain. You can't ask her to pluck herself clean, cook it and feed it to the immortals, right?
Or she cooks a pot of salted snow water to stew peach blossoms?
Just when Taoyao didn't know what to do, in the fine snow, the immortal came slowly and said: "Taoyao."
"Hello, Master"
"Have you recovered well?"
"Um."
The Immortal nodded: "Then I will teach you how to practice."
Continue to practice? Are you kidding me?
Taoyao immediately held her heart in her hands and cried out in pain: "Oh... I have a headache, my feet hurt, my heart hurts, my whole body hurts! If you think about it carefully, I haven't healed myself yet."
"..."
"Taoyao, don't be a swindler."
The serious immortal in her family actually knows how to cheat?
"Master, I haven't. I really haven't recovered yet. The reason why I haven't recovered well is because... I lack nutrition. Yes, I need a lot of supplements!"
"Kunlun Mountain fruit is full of spiritual energy, you might as well eat a few more."
Eat more...how many?
Earlier, the Immortal had said that he had prepared a basket of wild fruits for her for dinner. She thought that maybe she had heard wrongly, but unexpectedly, the Immortal actually gave her a basket of wild fruits for dinner.
In the past few days, she was too sick to get out of bed, so she could only eat mountain fruits. Not to mention whether the fruits were delicious or not, even if she ate too much abalone, she would feel nauseated.
However, the Immortal actually added another sentence: "Taoyao, I have not eaten grains in the world for a long time. I don't know how much food one person can eat. If the gift is less, you can tell me as a teacher."
"..." Regarding the issue of food intake, let it pass. "Master, I have something to ask for."
"Um?"
"Do you miss the taste of earthly grains?"
The immortal shook his head.
"Why don't you miss it?"
"My teacher is a cultivator of immortality."
"Master, I think that a person's life, whether he is cultivating Taoism or becoming an immortal in the future, should not live in too much confinement. The so-called immortal should be an extremely free existence, which is why people yearn for it."
"Taoyao, no excuses are allowed on the path of cultivation."
"How can this be an excuse? There is a saying in Buddhism that after wine and meat pass through the intestines, it remains in the heart of the Buddha. A Taoist cultivates his mind rather than his body. Or does it mean that Master's Taoist heart is not firm enough?"
"..."
Her Immortal may be strong in every aspect, but he is average in his talk. This makes him more cute in addition to his beauty.
"Master, do you really want to become a god?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because the Buzhou Mountain is cut off and the road to the immortal world no longer exists, the cultivators in Qiye Continent, no matter how advanced they are, cannot ascend. There is no hope of becoming a god, but the master still adheres to the precepts day after day. Isn't it wrong?
Do you really want to become a god?
The Immortal shook his head: "Taoyao, you are wrong. My teacher is not the strongest in the world, nor will I become a god."
Why not? Isn’t it impossible?
"Also, if a cultivator cultivates the Tao just to become an immortal, he will not become a great Taoist."
"Ha?" Why not become an immortal by cultivating Taoism? Become a demon? Become a brain-dead person?
"That's all, what do you want to eat?"
"Eh?" How did this brain circuit grow? Did it change too fast?
"I have been a disciple of fasting for a thousand years, and I have become accustomed to not eating or drinking, but you are not. You have not yet mastered fasting, so you should eat three meals a day like a mortal. So, what do you want to eat?"
"Is anything okay?"
"Um."
"Hot pot. Master, I want to treat you to hot pot, but there is only ice and snow on the mountain, and there are only peach blossoms that are worthless. I really can't help it."
Shangxian raised his hand lightly, and there was a piece of paper in the palm of his hand: "This is the communication talisman. Write down the ingredients you want, and someone will bring what you need tomorrow."
"Thank you, Master."
"Write it."
"Well, there's a lot of stuff, I may have to write for a while."
"After you finish writing, fold it into a paper crane, and the crane will fly away from Pinhen Mountain and go to Tumi Palace."
"I see!"
As soon as Shangxian left, Taoyao started writing about the ingredients.
Kunlun definitely didn't have enough seasoning, so she had to write carefully, otherwise the soup wouldn't taste good if something was missing.
The page was filled with eloquent writing. Taoyao stared at the talisman paper and looked at it again and again. She always felt that something was missing?
what is it then?
liquor!
What's the point of eating? Besides, does she really want to invite the immortal to dinner?
The Shangxian said that he had been abstaining from grains for a thousand years, which must have included wine, so she reasonably speculated that the Shangxian's ability to drink was not good enough.
At the end of the communication talisman, Tao Yao wrote: Three jars of strong wine, the stronger the better. It would be even better if the gods in the sky could get drunk after drinking it.
The service efficiency of Kunlun Mountain is really impressive. It took only half a day for the messenger paper to be sent out, and the ravaged and crooked paper crane flew back to the Mountain of Sin.
As soon as the paper crane stopped, Senior Brother's roar sounded: "Taoyao, what on earth are you going to do——"
"..."
"No matter what you want to do, you go to Pinhen Mountain to practice, not to enjoy!"
"..."
"Also, you actually dare to ask me for wine, and you also want strong liquor that can make gods drunk. Do you think that you can do whatever you want if you go to the Mountain of Burning Hatred? I tell you, no way.
——”
When the words came here, Zhihe was about to die. Before Zhihe fell into the snow, he loyally conveyed the last words to the senior brother: "Taoyao, if you dare to do something shameful to Shangxian, I will
Kill you!"
Meow egg!
She was so out of her mind that she actually forgot that the eldest brother of Tumi Palace was a fan of the Immortal. Just one jar of wine made him think of so many things he shouldn't have thought. It was obvious that this eldest brother had the same aspirations as her.
That's right, sanctimonious.
If her senior brother doesn't help, will she be helpless? How is that possible?!
Tao Yao immersed herself in her leisurely travels, dug out a long pole from the corner, tied a strip of cloth to one end of the pole, transformed it into a fishing rod, hung a mountain fruit, and sat on the edge of the cliff of Pinhen Mountain.
Whether she is waiting for a rabbit or Jiang Taigong fishing, as long as she is patient, she can always hit a dead mouse.
After waiting for a long time, she felt a little drowsy. In the hazy state, she heard someone calling her. When she opened her eyes, she saw Master Cen standing on the cliff with a fish in his hands and a smile on his face.
"Young fellow Taoist, you are well."
"Old foodie, why are you here?!"
"..." Mr. Cen glared at Taoyao, "Why, only you can come to the Mountain of Punishment, but I can't?"
"Look at my mouth, I obviously want to say that I miss you very much after not seeing you for a long time." Taoyao smiled quickly and stepped forward to greet the master. "I said why I want to fish so much today. It turns out that it is because I have a feeling in my heart and know that the master will come.
"
"Really welcome?"
"Conscience of heaven and earth, if I, Taoyao, can truly fall in love with someone in this life, it must be you, my master."
She thought it was a blind cat catching a mouse, but she didn't expect that a master would fall from the sky. How could her welcome be fake? When the master arrives, will her wine be far behind?
Master Cen handed the fish to Taoyao.
Taoyao curled her lips, not looking at the fish, but only at the Master: "Master, you want me to cook the fish?"
"Um."
"Master, you know who I am." Tao Yao rubbed her hands, "Master has your destiny, and I can't help but follow it, but working in vain is really not my style."
Master Cen rolled his eyes and asked cheerfully: "What do you want?"
Taoyao immediately took out a talisman paper crane that had expired: "Nuo."
Master Cen glanced at him and asked: "What are you going to do?"
"Invite Master to have a drink and dinner."
"Why?"
"Master has been so kind to me. As a disciple, I should repay you in return."
"The reward is understandable. You can just eat, so why drink?"
"Master, have you never drank?"
"ah?"
Tao Yao clicked her tongue twice and expressed her greatest sympathy to the Master: "Master, Master, you are really sorry for the infinite respect that mortals have for you."
Master Cen was stunned and asked with a confused look on his face: "You said mortals respect me?"
"There are poems in the world. If you are happy in life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon. The sages of ancient times are all lonely. Only the drinkers leave their names. Master Cen, I will make a toast, but don't stop drinking.
Master, you used to love wine so much, wasn’t it because you deeply understood what kind of strength and support wine can bring to people?
Master, Master, why has Master lived in the Mountain of Death for thousands of years? It is because his heart is only as cold as snow, without any warmth.
Master, you know so much about wine, but you don’t understand all my painstaking efforts? Am I inviting Master to have dinner and drinks? No, I am inviting Master to share my eternal sorrow."
"..."
The master didn't say anything, Tao Yao curled her lips, and secretly scolded the master for pretending to be noble.
"Master Cen, I plan to treat Master to hot pot. The taste of hot pot is a hundred times better than pickled fish or boiled fish. Master, do you want to eat it?"
"..."
She heard the master swallowing.
"In fact, in addition to hot pot, there are all kinds of delicious food in the world. For example, there is a soup in the south called Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. I heard it is so delicious that even the Buddha would climb over the wall to eat it when he smells the aroma."
Master Cen raised his sleeves, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth gracefully, and then asked with a smile: "Three jars of strong wine?"
"It doesn't have to be three altars. The quantity is not the key, the key is that it must be strong enough."
"When do you want it?"
"immediately."
"You cook the fish, and I'll find something for you." Master Cen threw the fish to Taoyao.
"Wait a minute."
"Little fellow Taoist, please don't push yourself too far."
"Master, what are you talking about? Do I seem to be the kind of person who doesn't know how to measure things? I just want to remind you that this talisman was kneaded by the senior brother, so when you go to find a drink, you'd better avoid people.
"
Master Cen gave Tao Yao a thumbs up, and then quickly jumped down from the Mountain of Sin.
"..."
Aren't you afraid of falling if you jump so fast?
Look at her, an old fairy, why should she be afraid of heights?
Just as Taoyao was about to pick up the fish, she saw Master Cen suddenly come back. She was so shocked that she fell on her back: "Master, do you regret it?"
"What regrets do you have?! I'm reminding you that besides Buddha jumping over the wall, hot pot is also a must. Otherwise, I'll tell Danqiu!"
She endured it just to get close to her thighs! This chapter has been completed!