Do not disturb the cultivation of immortals

Tao Ji'an moved the purple clay pot to the water's edge, and rinsed the purple clay pot with the stream water. The stream water was cold, and he squatted beside Feng Yueze to play for a while.

Feng Yue glanced sideways at the purple clay pot, and recognized its identity from the lines engraved on its surface, "This is the alchemy furnace made of thousand-year-old purple iron in Qiaogongge, what are you going to do?"

"Huh?" Tao Ji'an picked up the purple pill stove, and replied calmly and obediently: "Boil chicken."

Feng Yue's thin lips parted slightly, but he didn't know what to say, that's all, he didn't have any extra spiritual energy to make alchemy, so he just boiled chicken.

After setting the pot on fire, Tao Ji'an understood the preciousness of this pot, it is non-stick!

Tao Ji'an dry-stirs the bamboo chicken, deep-fries the chicken oil, waits until the chicken is slightly charred, pours a ladle of clear stream water, a thin layer of chicken oil floats on the chicken broth, then adds spring bamboo shoots to stew, the chicken soup warms the stomach, and the spring bamboo shoots are fresh and tender.

In the woods with the breath of nature, the fragrance of fresh bamboo shoots and chicken soup drifts farther and farther...

"When friends come from afar, Wugumen welcomes them."

A voice came down from the high mountain. The tree shook and the birds flew away. Such a deep inner force sound transmission must be an extraordinary person.

Soon, something in the forest quickly brushed against the branches and leaves, making a 'rustling' sound.

The two searched for their reputation, and an old man dressed as a farmer wearing a bamboo hat and gray linen flew out of the bamboo forest, holding a wooden crutch under his feet.

The old man stood firmly in front of the chicken pot, holding a cane in his hand, his nose flapping.

"Extremely wonderful, extremely fragrant, hehehe..."

"..." Tao Ji'an went to hold Feng Yueze's wrist. He had never heard of Wangumen, but the old man did not exude any hostility, as if he was attracted by the fresh bamboo shoots and chicken stew he made.

Feng Yue read a lot of strange and miscellaneous books in Hantan Cave, so he knows Wugumen.Wugumen is not well-known in Kyushu, because Wugumen only teaches disciples the skills of planting and breeding, and those who practice Taoism disdain farming, except for the small furnace beside him.

"Junior Yue Ze, pay homage to Master Wangu." Feng Yue withdrew his surname to test the identity of the old man. It is recorded in "Kyushu Strange Records" that people who don't pay attention to dressing up like old farmers in the Wugumen area must be Master Wangu , that is, the head of the Wugumen.

"Hehehe... Little fellow daoist knows me?"

"Indifferent to fame and wealth, go to the five grains, and helping the plow to plow is a real person. The younger generation is fortunate to know it from the book."

Master Wangu was delighted, "The picnic is fragrant and the jade is cooked, the two small roads are friendly and good at cooking, would you like to come to my Wugumen as a guest?"

The qi of the five aggregates is strong here, and I just refined the qi here last night. If I can live here for a while, the advantages for me will outweigh the disadvantages.

And last night Xiaoluding said that he wanted to farm, Feng Yue discussed with Tao Ji'an in a low voice, "I will take you away when your foot injury is healed."

"Yeah." Tao Ji'an nodded in agreement, and he really didn't want to hurry.

Seeing that the two intend to stay for a while, Master Wangu laughed loudly, "Wonderful, I have a predestined relationship with the two little fellow Taoists, this door ceremony... I think this pot of chicken stew is pretty good, that's all, let's go for a walk. "

After finishing speaking, he didn't feel hot, picked up the purple clay pot and flew towards the top of the mountain with his crutches, "Young fellow Taoist has a foot injury, so I'll call the disciples in the sect to pick you up."

The real man did what he said, and in a moment, six blue linen disciples came down from the top of the mountain, and carried them up the mountain with a load...

Tao Ji'an grabbed Feng Yueze and said in a low voice, "Why...it seems like a burden to pick vegetables."

"Yes, but fellow daoist, don't worry, take it easy." The disciples of Wugumen heard the words and hurriedly comforted them.

It was really stable, so stable that Tao Ji'an still had time to look around, looking at the green forest under his feet, "Hey..."

The breeze passed by the ears, and the foot of the mountain arrived at the top of the mountain in an instant.

Tao Ji'an's joy was caught by Feng Yue's eyes. After he built the foundation, he could fly the imperial weapon, so he didn't have to walk with Tao Ji'an on his back.

Unexpectedly, Tao Ji'an happened to have the same thought as he did. Tao Ji'an leaned over to Feng Yueze's side and said, "When my feet recover, you don't have to carry me hard."

After finishing speaking, he pursed his lips and smiled at Feng Yue, with a very considerate appearance.

***

Wugumen is built in a basin surrounded by mountains on all sides. If you look around, you will see green farmland, golden rice fields, and herds of cattle and sheep. You will never be hungry in Wugumen.

The place where Wugumen is located has fresh air and beautiful scenery.

Tao Ji'an squatted on the ridge of the field, picked up a handful of black soil, and rubbed it with his hands. The soil was loose. "If you grow some shallots here, it will be delicious to eat pancakes."

"Hahaha..." The Wugumen received them both from the big disciple Chang Shi, who was amused by him, "There are very few fellow Taoists who are interested in planting. Brother Tao, if you want to plant whatever you want, just ask what kind of seeds you want."

The disciples of the Wugumen are not good at magic and fighting, but they are good at planting and breeding. Most of them have a peaceful mind and have no struggles in the world.

Tao Ji'an rubbed the dirt off his hands, and shook Feng Yueze, who was beside him who was silent, "Great, this is heaven!"

He likes to buy the big disciple of Wugumen from the bottom of his heart, and he is even more enthusiastic about them.

The two were arranged to live in Taoyuan, far away from the pastoral area, next to the orchard. To Tao Ji'an, it was like a fairyland.

What's more, Tsuneshi also said, feel free to mention any ingredients he needs, as long as he makes an extra serving for Master Wangu.

……

Taoyuan, Tao Ji'an entered the kitchen with a bowl of glutinous rice.

Soon, the smoke rose from the cooker, and Tao Ji'an slowly fried the glutinous rice on low heat, adding some star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, dried chili and other spices in the middle.

When the fried glutinous rice was browned, he put it in a stone mortar and picked it up to go out of the yard.

"Where are you going?" Feng Yue appeared in the yard silently and called Tao Ji'an to stop.

Tao Ji'an turned around, "I'm going to find brother Chang to grind steamed meat powder, aren't you meditating and practicing Qi?"

Feng Yue pursed her thin lips tightly, feeling in a bad mood, "You haven't recovered yet, why are you running around, bring it here."

Taking him as a guest at Wugumen is to heal his injuries, and he always runs to find Changshi if he has nothing to do. He thinks that this small furnace has forgotten his identity.

"Oh." Tao Ji'an went back to the courtyard and handed the mortar to Feng Yueze. It's better to trouble strangers than to trouble your own people, "The finer the pound, the better."

Feng Yue habitually did not respond, but he started to pound the powder with his hands, and his mobility was not bad.

Tao Ji'an chuckled, and for Feng Yueze's diligence, he decided to ask his opinion on the side dishes, "Feng Yueze, should you eat taro or sweet potato?"

"Whatever." It's not that he doesn't choose, it's that so far, Tao Ji'an's food tastes delicious to him.

"Then sweet potatoes, I'll cut them into pieces." After Tao Ji'an finished speaking, he turned and went back to the kitchen.

Feng Yue looked at his cheerful steps from behind, and his hands moved a little slower.

Tao Ji'an cut the pork into thick slices, cut the sweet potatoes into cubes, dried the water with gauze, seasoned and marinated, while waiting, he went into the room and took two white peaches.

The peaches are now in the mid-ripe stage, the skin is more white than red, washed with cold well water, crisp and fresh with the sweetness of peaches.

While gnawing white peaches, he sat in front of Feng Yueze, watching him pound steamed meat powder, "Feng Yueze, do you think those three crooked melons and dates will find Wugumen?"

This paradise is so comfortable, just like a modern agricultural university, don't let the two of them spoil the tranquility of the house.

Feng Yue looked up at Tao Ji'an, the peach juice stained Tao Ji'an's lips, it looked very sweet.

"I'll go find the real man later and explain the situation to him. We won't be staying for long. We'll leave after I've refined the vicious essence into Qi."

"Then why don't you practice slowly, let me play for a few more days, hehe..."

"Ah."

The sudden obedience surprised Tao Ji'an. He widened his eyes and asked, "Feng Yueze, what's wrong with you? You never responded to my nonsense in the past."

Feng Yue opened his heart to Tao Ji'an, and told him the truth, "The phoenix fire is just a talent in your body. If you practice hard, you can turn it into your own use. I said that I went to the Yaowang Sect just to find my mother's talent." cause of death."

Feng Yue thought that Tao Ji'an would be angry that he had lied to him, but Tao Ji'an just asked softly, "Didn't your mother die because of illness?"

Tao Ji'an's reaction warmed Feng Yue's heart, and he had nothing to hide from Tao Ji'an.

"Although my mother is specialized in medicine, she was already in the stage of transforming into a god, and she could overcome the calamity with just one step. Is it true that a mortal's body is just sick when she is sick?"

Tao Ji'an nodded. This is true. Most immortal cultivators live long lives and have supernatural powers. It is rumored that Mrs. Miao Yao passed away due to illness.

Tao Ji'an was in a good mood, "Feng Yueze, in the novels of my era, your birth is the chosen one, the life of the hero, so don't worry about cultivating, you will be fine!"

Feng Yue frowned in doubt, "What age are you?"

Tao Ji'an didn't explain, and changed the subject with a smile, "Then how did the Phoenix fire turn into his own use? You just need to teach me how to fly the imperial weapon. If I'm in danger of being alone, I'll fly to you."

"Okay." Feng Yue agreed without hesitation.

The two looked at each other, one face was calm, the other squinted and smiled, revealing a few neat small teeth.

Tao Ji'an was naturally happy with Feng Yue's change of opening his heart. Although Feng Yue had always protected him along the way, he always felt that there was a layer of separation between the two of them.

Now, Feng Yue took the initiative to tear off this layer of things.

……

Tao Ji'an carried the stone mortar into the kitchen, mixed the steamed meat powder and pork together, put the sweet potato cubes on the bottom of the bowl, then spread the steamed meat on top, steamed on high heat for a quarter of an hour, and then changed to medium heat for another half an hour.

When the pork is steamed until it is cooked and rotten, the oil will spread out, and the whole yard will be filled with the smell of tamales.

As soon as the cover was lifted, Master Wangu came over with their purple clay pot.

"Little fellow daoist, I'm here to pay back the blame!"

"Hey... What delicious food are you cooking again?" Master Wangu said in his heart, coming at just the right time.

Because Tsuneshi had already explained it, and Tao Ji'an had already made preparations, and the three of them sat around the stone table in Taoyuan, serving steamed pork, cold cucumbers, and scallion pancakes.

And Master Wangu, an old gourmet, took out a jar of peach blossom wine from the Qiankun bag, and the three of them drank it together, feeling very happy.

"Oh, brother Tao, if you want me to tell you, you should stay in my Wugumen and worship under my sect. I will accept you as my personal biography. The two of us, master and apprentice, can taste all the delicacies in the world. Isn't it more interesting than being a god?"

Tao Ji'an pursed his lips and smiled obediently, triumphantly shoving Feng Yueze by the shoulder, how about it?He's still useful, right?Master Wangu appreciates him so much!

Feng Yue drank a cup of peach blossom wine, "The real person doesn't know, he has already worshiped under my sect, although we are about the same age, but in fact, I am his master."

What's the matter with this tone of pride?

……

Master Wangu's peach blossom wine was absolutely genuine, Boss Tao felt dizzy, bumped his head against Feng Yue and fell on his back, muttering and complaining, "You...you tell me clearly...why you just...just... ...my master?"

Feng Yue turned around and embraced him, coaxing him softly, "You worship my Xuanfengmen, and Xuanfengmen will return to me sooner or later, tell me, who am I to you?"

In this way, it makes sense, "Huh? Master... Master?"

"Good boy."

Since they broke up, the two of them have never been intimate since they fled. Today, after drinking some wine, Feng Yue was a little emotional. Tao Ji'an said, "Master", and made him pinch Tao Ji'an's chin uncontrollably, and kissed his lips. A light kiss was printed on it.

Feng Yue's fingers were cold, but his lips were hot after drinking. Although Tao Ji'an had a big tongue, he was still conscious.

Feng Yue was so cautious and moved so softly that Tao Ji'an's heart beat like a deer, and his whole body went limp.

It's not that he hasn't been intimate before, Tao Ji'an closed his eyes, and pouted in response.

Feng Yue also stopped holding back, and tightly wrapped around the other's thin waist, deepening the kiss...