Meng Xueruo, like many sect disciples, grew up in the sect and had almost no contact with people in the world, let alone the prosperity of fireworks.
This time, they need to stay in Qingshan City for five days before setting off.
Therefore, after settling in, many Immortal Sect disciples also left the hotel and planned to go to the market to have a look.
Qian Chen and Meng Xueruo both declined invitations from others to go out and rested in their rooms.
In the room, Qian Chen and Meng Xuelao were a little embarrassed.
The two of them usually didn't talk much, but they were even quieter at the moment, and neither of them knew how to speak first.
In order to ease the atmosphere, Qianchen took out the spirit tea and brewed it.
"This spiritual tea is collected from the Fairy Mountain and brewed with the first drop of dew in the morning. Junior Sister Meng may wish to taste it and give you some advice."
Meng Xueruo, who already loved drinking tea, smelled the fragrance and stopped being shy. She picked up the tea and took a sip.
There is a slight bitterness in the mouth, followed by a slight sweetness, and then more sweetness emerges from the base of the tongue, as if it puts you in the clouds.
Meng Xueruo's eyes lit up and she thought to herself, this is much better than her own tea-making skills. The tea is good, and the person... is also quite nice.
Seeing the satisfied look in Meng Xuelao's eyes, Qian Chen smiled slightly. As long as she was happy, why would she want to give up more spiritual tea?
Little did he know that this spiritual tea was regarded as a treasure by his master, and he only gave some to his disciples who doted on him. Bai Xiangyuan had been coveting his spiritual tea for more than a day and a half.
Yuan Qin looked at it several times, but Qian Chen pretended not to hear it and was reluctant to take it out.
"If Junior Sister Meng likes it, you can take some!" Qian Chen said with a little expectation.
Meng Xueruo squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "This spiritual tea is too precious. I drank it and took it, so there is something wrong with it."
"Then, if Junior Sister Meng wants to drink, you can come to me at any time." Qian Chen was not unhappy at being rejected. Instead, he was looking forward to having Meng Xuelao come to him for tea.
Qianchen's movements of making tea and drinking tea were very smooth, coupled with his already noble temperament, the cup was lightly decorated, and the hot steam reflected the cloud pattern between his eyebrows. Meng Xuelao felt a strange feeling in his heart.
It's unclear, the way is unclear.
I feel like I could sit here until eternity.
The two of them just sat quietly drinking tea, and a warm atmosphere began to linger between them.
Until Meng Xuelao, who couldn't sit still, suggested: "Would you like to go to the market?"
She can't stand this kind of atmosphere anymore. It's not that she doesn't like it, but she likes it a little too much.
She knew that Qian Chen was notoriously cold-tempered and he might not go, but she didn't know what to talk about, so she brought it up.
"That's fine, I've never been to the mortal world before."
He actually agreed? Meng Xueruo was also a little happy in her heart. She just didn't like to go shopping with too many people, but she was quite willing to be accompanied by a handsome man.
Fortunately, today Jueming and the other deacons were sent messages by the head master saying that they were not here because of something else, otherwise, they would definitely be captured.
The two of them left the hotel together and walked slowly towards the market.
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Although Qingshan City is a remote state city, thanks to the blessing of the Tianxian Sect, the people in the city can live and work in peace and contentment without being attacked by monsters.
Although it was evening at the moment, the lights were still brightly lit. Red lanterns were spread out on both sides of the street towards the distance. In the buildings on both sides, there was dancing, singing, laughter and joy. For a while, it was very lively.
The two walked together among the crowds of people, the vendors and footmen were shouting and selling goods, and the vendors and merchants were passing by without noticing. There was a faint fragrance in the air, which was the fragrance of wontons.
Almost all the Jindan monks in the sect have reached the state of fasting and do not need to eat. However, the essence of delicious food is not to satisfy the hunger, but more importantly, to enjoy it.
As if the smell aroused the glutton in her stomach, Meng Xuelao couldn't look away from the white wontons rolling in the pot.
Just as he was about to step forward, an annoying voice came from behind: "Brother Qianchen!"
It turned out to be Yuan Qin and Luo Xiu. They discovered Qian Chen and ran over quickly. They looked at Qian Chen happily and pushed Meng Xuelao aside.
"Are you here to find me?" Yuan Qin's voice was filled with joy.
Qian Chen frowned, feeling very dissatisfied that Yuan Qin separated himself from Meng Xueruo.
"I'm not here to find you, I just have nothing to do and take a walk." Qian Chen's words made Yuan Qin's heart sink. He looked at Meng Xuelao who was staring at the wontons and didn't get angry.
Why are you playing with Brother Qianchen, why not me?
"Meng Xuelao, a cultivator needs to be pure of heart and have few desires. If you are greedy for food and drink, you better not go out and say that you are a disciple of my Tianxian Sect. It will bring shame to the sect."
Yuan Qin showed no mercy and accused Meng Xueruo.
Just when Meng Xueruo was about to get angry, Qian Chen spoke up: "Cultivation is the way to escape from the mortal world. It is wrong to only practice blindly and not understand the fireworks of the world. How can we escape from the mortal world before we enter the mortal world?
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Yuan Qin looked in disbelief. It had only been so long before Qian Chen actually blamed her for Meng Xueruo.
"Brother Qianchen, you actually accused me for her?"
Qian Chen did not squint his eyes and spoke indifferently, "Sister Yuanqin, you should be magnanimous. Meng Xueruo is a disciple of my Tianxian Sect. As a senior sister, you should act like a senior sister instead of blindly ostracizing me. If you are a disciple of the sect,
If you are like this, wouldn't our Tianxian Sect be like a piece of sand?"
Yuan Qin was accused by thousands of ministers, and he suddenly burst into tears, feeling extremely aggrieved.
She never thought that one day she would be overtaken by a dead girl, and the partiality in her tone was evident.
Meng Xuelao here had no time to pay attention to her. She had already ordered a bowl of wonton noodles and started to eat them happily.
A flash of hatred flashed in her eyes, and Yuan Qin clenched her fist a little harder. In the past, Qian Chen ignored her, and she had never felt such despair. Ever since Meng Xueruo appeared, she suddenly found that she seemed to be unable to connect.
There is no chance at all.
Yuan Qin pulled Luo Xiu and left angrily. As soon as Qian Chen turned his head, he saw Meng Xueruo pointing to the bowl of wonton noodles next to him and motioning for him to sit down quickly.
"Do you want to ask me why I didn't fight back much against Yuan Qin?" Meng Xueruo said without raising her head.
Qian Chen nodded slightly, "Yes."
"Actually, she is just more delicate and sassy. It doesn't matter. She just treats her as a little fun in ordinary life. She is not like Qi Yuebai and Wan Qiaozhi who have dark hearts."
Looking at Meng Xuelao who was eating wontons with his head down, Qian Chen showed a smile on his lips.
"Sit down! Eat!"
Qian Chen was a person with mild mysophobia. He originally didn't like eating at such a street stall, but Meng Xueruo's invitation made him unable to refuse, so he sat down without caring about his image.
The two cultivators were just like this on this starry night, with their backs to the fireworks of the world, tasting the delicacies in the bowl, completely without the celestial spirit of the sect in the past.
After a full meal, the two people walked slowly along the river in the city. The timely breeze blew through Meng Xueruo's hair, which was disturbed, and she gently brushed it behind her ears. The river reflected the light on the bank.
Then he gently placed it on Meng Xuerao's clean and fair face. Qian Chen's heart beat violently when he saw it, and he quickly hid his body in the shade of the tree to prevent his red face from being noticed by the fairy in front of him.
The painting boat on the river, the restaurant on the bank, the stage behind him, the willows on the other bank, and the lanterns fluttering in the wind, all of them couldn't allow him to take his eyes away from the person in front of him.
There is a saying: The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the human heart.
"It seems that I, as a cultivator, will never be able to lose my ordinary heart for the rest of my life." Qian Chen muttered softly in a voice that he could only hear. This chapter has been completed!