Do not disturb the cultivation of immortals

Tao Ji'an dragged his injured foot and directed Heizi, "Bring me my cloth bag and pepper."

Heizi glared at him, although he was upset, he still went to get it for him.

Tao Ji'an smeared coarse salt and sauce on the meat, and beat the meat to make it tasty.

Heizi was taken aback by his way of massaging the flesh. Heizi sat by the fire and stared at Tao Ji'an like a fool.

"Okay." As soon as Tao Ji'an spoke, Heizi hurriedly prepared to roast the meat.

"Don't worry!" Tao Ji'an stopped him, pointed to the knife on the skinny man's waist and said, "Give me your knife."

The thin man was gnawing on the small jerky that originally belonged to Tao Ji'an's luggage. Hearing this, he pulled out a big knife and said impatiently, "What are you going to do? It's getting dark, can I eat it tomorrow morning?"

"You must cut off the fibers that cannot be chewed in the meat, so that the roasted meat will be tender." Tao Ji'an said innocently.

The thin man refused to let him touch the knife, pushed Tao Ji'an away, pointed at the piece of meat and asked, "How do you cut it?"

Tao Ji'an staggered two steps, stood firm and said, "You use the back of the knife to chop meat, and I stopped when I told you to stop."

The thin man glanced at Bai Wenhan.

Bai Wenhan's smiling face was also full of curiosity, and he nodded at the thin man, who swung his knife and smashed the meat paste cursingly.

Tao Ji'an quietly glanced at Feng Yueze who was still meditating, pursed his lips, and squatted down to pound the chili noodles.

The thin man slammed the knife on the meat, and smashed the meat to pieces dozens of times.

There was really no way to delay the time, the thin man looked at him with poison in his eyes, Tao Ji'an said, "Okay, we can roast."

Heizi was very hungry, so he took the meat to the fire and roasted it.

When the surface of the meat was cooked, Tao Ji'an went to sprinkle the chili noodles evenly. As soon as the spicy and salty smell came out, Bai Wenhan couldn't sit still, so he moved to the side of the fire.

The four of them watched the barbecue silently, and when it was finally cooked, Tao Ji'an smiled innocently, as if talking to himself: "Pair the barbecue with wine, and you will have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life."

His words first ignited Heizi, and the wine worm in Heizi's belly acted as a demon, begging Bai Wenhan, "Brother, shall we have a drink?"

Heizi also echoed: "Brother, it's true that we haven't had a drink for a long time. I'll tie this kid back. His foot is hurt, and that one is tied up with a spirit rope. None of them can escape!"

Bai Wenhan smelled the smell of meat and was also greedy for wine. As the boss of the Green Forest Sanhao, he was more cautious after all. He glanced at the cotton yarn wrapped around Tao Ji'an's feet, and with a flick of his fingers, a small stone hit Tao Ji'an's foot injury place.

"Huh!" Tao Ji'an snorted, bent down in pain, and raised his head again, his eyes and nose were red, and he looked like he was holding back tears.

Bai Wenhan watched Tao Ji'an's every move closely, frowning like this could still make him pleasing to the eye, Bai Wenhan thought to himself that this decent little Taoist priest has such a fairy appearance, no wonder the only son of the Feng family ran away with him.

"Continue to roast the meat." Bai Wenhan ordered, he consciously observed that Tao Ji'an's pain didn't seem like a faux pas.

Tao Ji'an shuffled obediently and shrank aside to continue grilling. With red eyes, he glanced at Feng Yueze in the corner from time to time. In order to delay the time, he grilled meat piece by piece, for fear that the three of them would not be enough to drink.

The three of them had great appetites, Tao Ji'an used up all the bean paste bought from the farm mother-in-law, and the three were full of food and drink.

Looking at the seven or eight empty wine jars on the ground, Tao Ji'an was secretly delighted.

He was drowsy after drinking, but Bai Wenhan still kept his eyes open, kicked the skinny man beside him, tied Tao Ji'an back to his original place, and then fell asleep with his eyes closed.

***

When the three men in the green forest were snoring loudly, Feng Yue was surrounded by a vortex of spiritual energy, and strands of green light gathered and wandered around.

As soon as Tao Ji'an smelled a burning smell, Feng Yue walked towards the three drunken people with free hands and feet, and took Bai Wenhan's Qiankun bag.

Tao Ji'an was anxious, he got up slowly, for fear of disturbing others, and waited for Feng Yue to return, quickly climbed onto the back of the person, and quietly left the abandoned inn.

The two lost their horses, and Feng Yue exhausted his pitifully little aura to forcibly open his consciousness, and burned the spirit binding rope on his body with phoenix fire, so his steps were a little vain at the moment.

"I'll go by myself." Tao Ji'an kicked his leg, wanting to get off the ground, regardless of the injury on his foot.

Feng Yue didn't have much strength, so he followed his strength to put him down, but he kept supporting Tao Ji'an and didn't let go.

"Don't go up the mountain, there is a river at the foot of the mountain, let's swim out." Feng Yue's tone was not as calm as before, and it was a bit difficult to speak.

"Yeah!" Tao Ji'an nodded, he knew how to swim, although he practiced in the swimming pool.

Feng Yue took the lead and quickly found it. The river he passed by while hunting...

***

When Lulin Sanhao woke up, it was already dawn, and they had slept for a long time.

Seeing that the space where there should have been two people was empty, Bai Wenhan walked over and picked up the burned ashes of the spirit rope on the ground.

He rubbed the ashes vigorously, no longer polite, and said darkly: "Catch them and sell them to the Moxu."

Heizi waved his iron fist and roared, "Zhuzi wants to die!"

Bai Wenhan got up, and stretched his hand to his waist to find the Qiankun bag to take out the magic weapon. When he found something empty, he looked down and saw that his waist was empty...

A mere Suzaku child!Wait until I pluck your hair alive!

***

"Ugh..." At this time, Tao Ji'an was retching, and after soaking in the river water, his foot injury was already inflamed, and the wound was swollen and white.

Feng Yue concentrated his energy, opened Bai Wenhan's Qiankun bag with his spiritual sense, and poured out all the contents in one go.

Those three thieves stole a lot of good things. Among the pile of treasures, there were two familiar ones—the Vicious Si Jingyuan and the Vicious Snake Gallbladder.

From seven or eight small porcelain bottles, Feng Yue found the one with the words "golden sore medicine" engraved on the bottom of the bottle.

Tao Ji'an had a headache and fever, half-closed his eyes to see Feng Yue holding his ankle, letting his wounded foot rest on his knee.

Then he tapped the white medicine bottle and sprinkled the golden sore medicine powder on his wound.

Because of the pain, Tao Ji'an was in a bad mood, and he gave up on himself. He held his stomach and said, "Feng Yueze, go to the Medicine King's School by yourself, I don't want to get rid of the Phoenix fire..."

He wants to live easily for a few days.

Feng Yue remained silent, went to gather some dry wood and lit the fire.

Tao Ji'an vomited some acid water again, and had a splitting headache.

Feng Yue by the bonfire looked lonely, recalling how this man took care of him all the way, Tao Ji'an said weakly: "I hope the King of Medicine can make the decision for you..."

He had some intention of confessing his last words.

Feng Yue frowned slightly when he heard the words, his heart kept sinking because of Tao Ji'an's words, he didn't understand, 12 years in Hantan Cave, his heart was already at peace, why?

And Tao Ji'an licked his peeling lips, and continued to ramble. "You can practice the Phoenix Open Flame as soon as possible... From then on, you will be free..."

Feng Yueze's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Along the way, this small furnace was weak and burdensome, but it gave him a feeling of being needed that he had never felt in the 12 years in Hantan Cave.

Such a person is as fragile as an ant, and his existence makes Feng Yue feel that he is indestructible.

Tao Ji'an said for a long time that no one paid attention to him, and began to feel sorry for himself, "Practicing for a hundred years is worse than farming..."

The night wind boosted the bonfire, and the dry wood made a crackling sound.Feng Yue only felt his own sea of ​​qi surge, and a cluster of fire sprouted in his mind.

Among the five elements, wood produces fire, and the two produce each other.

Feng Yue was surrounded by this warm fire. He began to recall that the most proud thing in his short 20 years of life was after entering Jiangdu with Xiaolu Ding, driving away rats and epidemics, and protecting the people of Jiangdu for his father.

The most relaxed moment was when Tao Ji'an was sitting on his waist, and his powerless hands were beating on his back.

Following Feng Yue's mouthful of stagnant air, the cluster of fire buds in his mind ignited the sea of ​​energy in his body...

Tao Ji'an, who was ignored all the time, was moved and he got rid of the headache and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Yue opened his eyes, he felt that he was light and light, and his mind was calm and clear. The coarse cotton robe that was dripping had already dried when he breathed it into his body.

He has successfully cut the hair and washed the marrow, and has entered the early stage of Qi training.

Tao Ji'an was frozen stupid in his sleep, curled up, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out from the corner of his forehead, and a few strands of fluff stuck to his forehead, adding a bit of pitifulness.

He wanted to open his eyes several times in the cold, but he couldn't wake up because of the drowsiness.

Suddenly, his whole body warmed up, his pores dilated, and the thick cotton clothes on his body became lighter. In this warm environment, even the occasional night wind blows through him, making him very comfortable.

Tao Ji'an stretched his brows, innocently sleeping soundly.

And Feng Yue, who had just been acting as a dryer for him, withdrew his hand, closed his eyes and meditated, absorbing the abundant energy of the five aggregates here without a moment's slack.

***

Tao Ji'an slept extremely comfortably this time, and the early morning sunlight gently woke him up.

After waking up, my head was no longer heavy, and my body felt dry, but one foot was still swollen.

Tao Ji'an hung his head in a daze, thinking back to last night when he babbled before going to bed, but Feng Yue ignored him at all, he woke up instantly, and opened his eyes wide to look for Feng Yueze.

The small pavilion is used as an arbor, and the clear stream embraces the bamboo forest.

Behind him is a small stream, below him is a stream covered with pebbles, and in front of him is a bamboo forest.

I didn't see Feng Yueze, but Tao Ji'an's eyes were shining, and the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest were competing to break the ground. As the saying goes, there is no shortage of spring bamboo shoots. Tao Ji'an has already arranged, fried bamboo shoots with vegetables, stewed bamboo shoots with chicken, pickled fresh...

When Feng Yue came back from hunting a bamboo chicken, Tao Ji'an had already broken off three bamboo shoots with one foot. The bamboo shoots were only as thick as the arms of a three-year-old child.

"There's chicken! It's just right, Feng Yueze, I'll cook a stewed chicken with bamboo shoots for you!" Tao Ji'an had just woken up, and his voice was a little soft in excitement.

Feng Yue stopped in his tracks and quietly watched Tao Ji'an breaking off the bamboo shoots, a little unable to associate with the weak and resigned Tao Ji'an last night.

As long as Tao Ji'an is in a comfortable body, he will be full of energy, not to mention that even a cook can't handle such fresh and tender ingredients.

He wasn't greedy, he broke off seven or eight spring bamboo shoots, and was about to go to the stream to wash them, but Feng Yue stopped him.

"Go and apply the medicine." Feng Yue carried the bamboo chicken in one hand and the spring bamboo shoots in the other, and walked to the stream.

Regardless of how many bamboo shoots there are, after peeling off the skin of the bamboo shoots, there are only thin white and tender dried bamboo shoots left, which will be enough for a dish.

Feng Yue took out all the good things in Bai Wenhan's Qiankun bag and spread them out on the bank. Tao Ji'an turned over a pot similar to a purple clay pot and planned to use it to cook things.

The bean paste was used up yesterday for the roasted horse meat, and there was still some coarse salt and chili left over, but if the bamboo shoots were roasted, too much seasoning would destroy its unique umami taste.

The author has something to say: The cultivation of immortality is long, and Xiaotao is with him.

Thanks for the collection, Chirp~