Nightfall Chapter 61: Cook Xiaoxian, get the big road
Volume II, Lake of Winter, Chapter 61, Cooking Xiaoxian, Get Great Way
(There were many typos in the chapter the day before yesterday, probably you can also feel my drowsiness, I have modified some, but I haven’t re-uploaded it yet. My uncomfortable at the moment is called Qu Nimadi.)
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Standing in front of the verdant valley, looking at the wild snow-capped mountains, Prince Longqing was silent, knowing that he was facing a choice again. The result of the choice is not important. The key lies in the spirit of the choice. Experience, so this time he did not hesitate at all, turned and walked into the verdant valley.
When the sole of the boot left the remnant snow, it was the moment when he lifted his foot, the wind and snow stopped suddenly on the snow cliff and between the mountain peaks behind. He looked up and saw that the thick lead cloud disappeared somehow, revealing the back. Clear sky of Cham Cham.
The blue and tranquil sky is an objective and real existence, but the sky that appears in the sea of his knowledge, reflected on his Taoist mind, is a different look, half of it is black and quiet, and the other half is full of stars. Brilliant.
Standing again between light and darkness, he was silent for a while and shook his head with a smile, and continued walking on the side of the snow cliff near the verdant valley. With every step, a few grasses would grow beside the boots. , The grass became more and more luxuriant, and gradually covered the whole snow cliff.
The fence at the end of the snow cliff that kept him trapped for many days has long been scattered on the ground, and the top of one of the firewood can be seen faintly green like a star. Although the greenery was faint, it was extremely pure. He only saw it after he approached. It turned out to be a leaf about half the size of a fingernail, glowing with faint green.
This wood is completely devoid of vitality, but at this time new shoots are emerging, especially depending on the growth rate of this new shoot, it may not be long before it will give birth to more green leaves, and it may even produce a beautiful flower in the end Flowers.
Prince Longqing quietly looked at the green sprouts at the top of Chaimu. Although there was no expression on his face, he was already warm and deeply moved. The so-called knowing the destiny is to understand the origin of the world and master the vitality of the world. The law is even the law of life. Only such a practitioner can be regarded as truly attaining the Tao. At this time, he is only a short distance away from the realm of life-knowing, and there are no more Taoist obstacles to stop him.
Only when the green leaves are full and the petals are all vomiting, it will break through.
However, the expression on his face gradually became solemn, because at the moment of breaking, he is most afraid of being disturbed.
If he exceeds the threshold of life in Xiling Taoshan, the ruling priest should personally protect the law for him. However, deep in the wilderness and snowy mountains at this time, all dangers and possible obstacles must be overcome by him.
At this moment, the sound of the clothes shook the wind.
A Dao Chi Ye Hongyu in a red dress appeared on the snow cliff. His jet-black Dao bun was a little messy, and his beautiful face was a bit tired. It should have consumed a lot of energy in the chase with Tang Xiaotang.
She glanced at Prince Longqing, her clear and cold eyes showed a hint of scorching heat and appreciation, but she did not make any movement, sat down not far from him without saying a word, watching indifferently All around.
Prince Longqing nodded to her to express his gratitude, then sat next to the shoots of firewood, slowly closed his eyes and waited silently for the moment when the flowers bloom, calmly and joyfully welcomed the arrival of the realm of fate.
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In the depths of the verdant valley, beside the Daming Lake, Ning Que hangs his head slightly on the rock, as if he is already asleep. The willow branch he holds in his hand trembles in the lake as his body rises and falls.
A fish swims in the depths of the lake. The tail swings a bit strangely. The main reason is that the rhythm of the bounce is not as light as its companion. It seems to be a bit tired. By the light from the lake surface into the water, Seeing the trembling willow branch, it swam over and gently covered it with its lips.
The fish knew that it was a willow branch, or a white, fat, and ugly willow branch that was soaked in lake blisters. There was no meat or insects on it, but he wanted to swim over and hold it, because the fish always felt that he should be there. I was born to be there, because the cronies revealed on the willow branch were as close as a part of my body.
Ning Que opened up the **** umbrella in his dream, then woke up and found that he was still holding the willow branch tightly in his hand. He rubbed his eyes with his left hand and realized that this one was already long. The branches of the willows that had no interest in time moved again, and the dangling sensation from the branches could be vaguely felt between the fingers.
He lifted the willow branch and found a fish hanging on the branch. The fish kept shaking its tail and splashing water, but strangely, no matter how it flicked and struggled, the fish’s lips were still biting the willow. Branch refused to let it go.
Ning Que thought, this fish is really stupid.
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The vast Beimin Mountain is Tianqi Mountain. It is thousands of miles away. The vastness is like the starry sky at night. The verdant valley is just a small place in Tianqi Mountain. There are more Qijuxuefeng and chaotic cliffs.
Two extremely straight cliff peaks have been relatively silent for tens of thousands of years. In the middle is a bottomless horrible canyon. On the two cliff peaks are two people sitting silently, just like a cliff. The wall itself is generally relatively silent.
On the cliff peak to the east, sits a Taoist priest with a quiet eyebrow and a thin body. He is dressed in a thin, moon-white collarless shirt, carrying a thin wooden sword without a sheath and still black hair combed. In the bun, there is a very common ebony fork, which is not immovable like a green pine, but more like a cloud attached to a beautiful sky background.
On the cliff on the west side sits a man with a calm brow and a strong figure. He is wrapped in a winter jacket made of animal skins and cotton skin. His hands are empty and there are no weapons. The slightly bulging muscles under the clothes seem to accumulate infinity. With the power of her, her bare legs are casually wrapped in boots that she picked up from nowhere, as if she could break the sky with one foot.
Tang Xiaotang, with naive eyebrows, stood behind the man, holding the blood-red giant knife tightly in both hands, watching the negative swordsman who was sitting on the opposite cliff peak, feeling a bit cold.
She knew who the Taoist priest on the opposite side was. She knew better that the two cliff peaks were separated by a deep canyon, which seemed insurmountable, but whether it was her brother or the Taoist priest on the opposite cliff peak, they could meet at any time as long as they wanted.
Because they are Zhishouguan and Mozong walking in the world.
A cold wind blew in the canyon, and the Taoist priest on the cliff on the east side moved lightly, and slowly spoke. A distance of several tens of feet, the voice was so clear, as if it was ringing in everyone. Ear.
“I haven’t seen you in fourteen years, you are still the stone-like Tang.”
Tang said: “The proud Ye Su doesn’t seem to be so proud anymore.”
Ye Su said calmly: “You guarded me for three days and three nights, do you plan to keep it?”
Tang said, “This is our place.”
Ye Su shook his head and said, “But the heavenly book is our heavenly book.”
Tang shook his head and said indifferently: “This book is our book.”
Ye Su said: “The Devil Sect has withered, and the other tributaries have disappeared. Your teacher has not been present in the world for a long time. I am afraid that it has long been wiped out. Only your brother and sister are left. How can you stop the flood of fate? ?”
Tang said: “There is a mainstay among the middle class.”
Ye Su Jingjing looked at him, and suddenly said: “You didn’t make a move because you didn’t make a move.”
Tang looked at him indifferently, and said: “If you don’t make a move, naturally there are your reasons.”
Ye Su was silent for a moment, and said: “I waited for fourteen years before I had a chance to ask him for advice. If I had to fight with you before that, I would be too overwhelmed by this opportunity and myself and him. Disrespectful.”
Tang Lengmo said: “The difference is not reasonable, you are not qualified to attack him at all.”
Ye Su smiled slightly and said, “I always have to give it a try. Are you interested?”
Tang shook his head and said directly: “I am not his opponent, and my cause is not in him.”
Ye Su raised his eyebrows slightly and asked: “Have you seen him?”
Don nodded.
Ye Su said: “Since there are all reasons not to shoot, do you really want to continue watching on this cliff?”
Tang raised his eyes and looked far, looking somewhere in the boundless mountains, and said: “Who do you think these two children will break through?”
Ye Su followed his gaze and said calmly: “Daomen, I naturally believe in that prince.”
Tang said: “I trust Ning Que, because he is a disciple of the Master.”
Ye Su stopped talking.
Don also stopped talking.
The two were silent on their respective cliff peaks, and the bet was completed.
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Ning Que doesn’t know whether he’s broken or not. It’s no longer just a bet between him and Prince Longqing, but a more important outer game that indirectly affects the two truly powerful World Walkers. .
His demeanor and behavior did not even reveal any anxiety and tension, as if he was not affected by this breaking agreement at all. He took the stupid fish from the lake, then waved to the mountain to move away, and looked for it in his luggage. Take out all the seasonings and animal oils you can find and prepare to cut fish to eat.
The fish in Daming Lake are delicate, fat, tender, and scaleless, especially the abdomen seems to be transparent. When he puts it in the frying pan, with a sizzling sound, a strange fragrance spreads.
Ning Que, holding a branch, stood by the fire and looked at the color of the fish skin in the pot very seriously, frowning and concentrating. He seemed more serious than when he was practicing Enlightenment. After a long time, Will flip.
He didn’t use firewood, but used talisman fire extremely extravagantly. The temperature control was extremely precise. While frying the fish carefully, he explained to Mo Shanshan: “Fried fish is the most important thing, and You must not flip it casually. This thing is like governing the country and practicing cultivation. Strategically, we can despise it and tell ourselves that frying fish is a shit. We must pay attention to it tactically and be careful.”
The bookworm was begged by him to give up two fire talismans, thinking about cooking with talismans, and felt a little uncomfortable and distressed. At this time, listening to his explanation, he felt that this was indeed the case.
The translucent belly of the fish gradually swelled in the warm oil, gradually revealing the cold-glowing hook inside.
Ning Que was stunned. After watching it for a long time, I realized that this fish was the first fish that caught the bait when fishing on the lake, and then took away the hook and the shredded meat.
The wisher took the bait. You obviously didn’t want it. Why did you come back without the bait?
He looked at the yellowing and fragrant lake fish in the pot, his eyebrows raised slowly, and a smile appeared on his face.
He gave the branch in his hand to Mo Shanshan, turned around and walked to the lakeside, looking at the snow peaks reflected in the lake, the power of mind in the sea of consciousness was released as he pleased, but he did not perceive the vitality of the surrounding world… …
Because the power of mind and the vitality of heaven and earth by the Daming Lake have been integrated.
He slowly closed his eyes, and his mind continued to radiate with the thought of integrating with the heaven and the earth. He saw the blue stones by the lake, the fish in the lake, the gravel under the fallen leaves, and everything.
It’s not an ordinary look, it’s not looking through the light, it’s not about manipulating the heaven and earth’s vitality with mind power to touch the surroundings and then perceiving it from feedback, but a direct perception of the heaven and the earth.
Then Ning Que opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. There were white clouds floating in the blue sky. Those clouds turned into various shapes, some like horse thief, some like horse, some like Subbi Lake, some resemble the trees in Minshan, some resemble the cornices of a spring breeze pavilion, some resemble the old, and it is full of shadows from the past.
He stretched out his trembling fingers and drew lightly in the wind by the lake, muttering: “So this world is full of symbols.”
Mo Shanshan held the branch in his hand and looked at the fish fried in the pan. Her pretty little face was full of nervousness. She didn’t know when she could move. As the smell of paste gradually developed, the lake in the pan The translucent abdomen of the fish suddenly exploded, and the bounce of the fish hook flew out, falling into the lake and disappearing instantly.
Listening to Ning Que’s idiotic words, she looked at the messy fish in the pot and said in a low voice in shame: “The fish is broken.”
Ning Que turned around, looked at her and said seriously: “I also broke.”
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(After designing for a long time, I finally found my favorite break-through design. I like this chapter. The life of a foodie is always happier than the life of a hard-working ascetic.)