"Eat."

Lin Jue sat in the room, with a wooden carving, a big-headed ghost, and dozens of taels of silver in front of him.

The silver-eating ghost looked at him timidly, very uneasy.

"True, real person, you have become true and attained enlightenment."

His words are filled with uncertainty and concern about the future.

After becoming true and attaining enlightenment, the Spirit Yuan Pill is useless. Moreover, after most people become true, they either go to the mountain to practice and become a pure mountain immortal, or are recruited by the nine heavens, go to heaven, or are given a clear priesthood, or have a virtual title. In addition to practicing, they also enjoy incense. In short, no matter which one, they rarely get involved in the yellow and white things on earth.

"It has indeed come true and attained enlightenment." Lin Jue smiled at him, "But don't worry, I still have Fuyao, my junior sister, and many junior nephews. I will also accept disciples. If I am willing to leave, I can leave at any time. If I am unwilling to leave, I can also offer to you. This is my promise to you."

"Don't dare, don't dare—"

The silver-eating ghost was worried all over, but was also frightened and trepidated.

"But this is indeed my last little silver." Lin Jue sighed, "After eating, I'll support you, I'm afraid I will rely on my junior sister to contribute to it."

"I can't starve even if I eat less——"

"Haha! Eat!"

Lin Jue watched it finish eating, vomited the Spirit Yuan Pill, put it away with a few white jade pill bottles, and prepared to give it to the eldest and second brother's apprentices later, so he went out and walked into the stove.

He reached out and grabbed the soaked dried bamboo shoots from the basin and threw them on the cutting board.

With a flip of his wrist, a flying sword appeared on his hand.

The Taoist's expression did not change at all. With a light stroke on his hand, the dried bamboo shoots were cut open from the middle.

Then he pointed at Fei Jian and said:

"Cut into slices."

The flying sword started to move automatically.

"Dododo-··

The uniform and neat sound sounded, making people feel happy when they heard it. It seemed as if they were back to the night when they were preparing dishes at home during the holidays. The fire was reflected on the wall and the dried bamboo shoots were cut into evenly sliced ​​bamboo shoots.

Take another piece of bacon and put it on the cutting board with a snap in the fire of water vapor.

"Slice it into thin slices."

The flying sword gently stroked, and the bacon was cut off thin slices, evenly and neatly. Each piece was almost exactly the same thickness, without touching the sword body at all.

"The bacteria are also sliced."

The flying sword can kill the demon king and cut bacteria.

The little junior sister next to her was kneading the dough.

Lin felt it was Yiyangyang: "Cook automatically."

"Hmm? Senior brother? You?"

"Oh, I forgot you."

"Anyway, you make more. I'll bring two bowls back and give it to my Ziyun and Senior Hua to taste it. Otherwise, we'll eat something delicious and spicy here, and what will my Ziyun eat from Senior Hua."

"How did you bring it back?"

"I will seal the water into ice, too."

"Can."

Ji Yin and Ji Yang sat in front of the stove together, unable to tell whether to burn fire or play, because it was a fun and interesting thing to burn fire in the stove.

The junior sister was very serious when kneading the dough, and her expression seemed to be helping.

The pot is gurgling and the heat rises, adding a different atmosphere to the stove.

Ji Yin and Ji Yang raised his head and asked:

"Is there any secret to making bedding noodles in the Eighth Master? Usually on the mountain, when the master doesn't know what to eat, or when he doesn't want to eat anything else, he always tells us to eat bedding noodles. However, the master and the master both say that what we make is not as delicious as the eighth Master."

"This thing is so simple, how can there be any tricks?"

Lin Jue stood beside him and said with a smile:

"You all made them according to the recipes I wrote, and the ingredients are the same. I can't make them better than you. At most, the heat is a little different, the salt taste is a little different, the dough tendons are soft or not, just say that the taste is a little different, and no one is better, and I make them different every time. They are just used to eating what I make. After many years, some people will get used to what you make, thinking about it, and there is nothing else to replace it."

"We still want to learn from Uncle Eighth Master."

"Yes! Master is happier!"

"Look at you guys spoil him-"

Lin Jue smiled and explained in detail every step.

How much heat the oil, how hot it is, what bacteria to choose, and how much dosage it is used.

Not long after, there was a light golden grease floating around the pot, half bright red and half snow-white bacon, and the unstable bamboo shoots. In the pot, there were snow-white and thin noodles. They were soaked soaked so that the soup had been absorbed. It seemed that it could be imagined even if it was seen.

A wave of a large spoon is a bowl.

One bowl after another, it flies out automatically.

When Lin Jue and his junior sister finally brought the bowl out, several senior brothers were already sitting under the ancient pine trees to eat. In the early morning on the mountain, a red sun that had just risen and was still moist, talking and laughing in the mountain fog and the rising heat.

"After eating this bowl of bed noodles, I am content. It's time to go and see the customs and customs of the overseas market and see if I can find the legendary Long Bo."

The third senior brother held the bowl, his mouth full of oil, and said leisurely.

"Remember to tell me if you find it."

"Junior brother, give me the remaining half of the thousand-day wine."

"I'm useful."

"throat.-"

"At most you have half."

"That's OK."

The master went to worship, and the mountain god also went to visit. The older Wangjizi Dao also went to visit. When the sun rose a little, many senior brothers went down the mountain to leave.

Some use magic tricks, their bodies are as light as swallows, and their feet are windy. They step down the mountain on the tips of branches and grass. Some jump into different birds and fly in different directions in the morning light of the mountain. They only leave empty bowls on the long wooden table under the ancient pine tree in the Taoist temple, and there is not even a little soup left. They are placed in a mess and picked up by the juniors.

A huge egret flies leisurely in the distance.

Lin Jue stood in the clouds and walked in the clouds.

A fox stood at his feet, followed by a white and a sparrow. The sparrow was clever and flew towards the Taoist, and landed on the fox's head.

The fox couldn't help but look up. During this process, his head would turn, so the sparrow had to move his feet.

It's like walking on a rolling ball and doing acrobatics.

After the fox knew its purpose, it stopped moving.

"Senior brother, are you going to go back to Beijing?"

The bird turned his head and said to Lin Jue.

"I won't go back to Beijing for now."

"Then where are you going first?"

"I'll go and see the road I've walked before. Somehow, I suddenly remembered it. There's Shucun." Lin Jue thought for a while and said, "I just asked for a thousand-day wine. Then he took him to Zhongshan to visit the Xuanming Zhenren who had practiced in Jiulong Temple, and the immortal real people who gave us gifts that day."

"The road I've walked before? Then I'll go too!"

"Okay." Lin Jue said, "Are you tired of flying?"

"Not tired! It's fun!"

After a moment, the bird stood above Lin Jue's head.

But this bird is very big and difficult to stand. You have to keep moving your feet to stand firmly on Lin Jue's head.

Even so, it is stubborn and unwilling to continue.

After leaving the mountain, the road quickly became familiar.

Lin Jue saw the bamboo forests all over the mountains, and waves were blown by the wind, and also saw a pea official road in the mountains and a temple next to the road.

It’s not that after realizing the truth, you have to return home in glory, go back to see, find old things, and pick up memories.

But when I went to pick the morning glow of the East China Sea, I stayed at a temple by the sea. At that time, I remembered the temple I lived in at night when I first left the village.

I was here, because of my youth and integrity, and felt the first kindness given by the monks in the courtyard. I also got the first money on my way out.

Since I have thought about it, come back and take a look.

The so-called realization and enlightenment, freedom and freedom, isn’t it just that you can do whatever you think of?

"I just left the village and walked this road. Because it rained, I had time delayed, so I encountered a monster with his surname Huang and his name was Quan. He wanted to scare me, but he was scared away by me."

Lin Jue pointed to the mountain road below and said to the magpie bird above his head.

"Yellow Dog?"

The bird moved its steps and adjusted its posture. With his busy schedule, he used his energy and took the time to return it.

What was heard was the voice of the junior sister.

Over the past few years, her attainment in this magic has been higher than Lin Jue. At least when Lin Jue becomes an egret and speaks, her voice is different from normal, but she is exactly the same as usual.

"It's a yellow dog." Lin Jue said to her, "That night, I lived in this temple. The masters of the temple were kind-hearted and left me with thicker porridge and gave me the attic."

"I remember here! There are ghosts in the attic! Master and I passed by and stayed here for a night. I also listened to you and those two ghosts, and Master told you."

"That's his experiment on me."

"That's right!"

The junior sister seemed to be getting excited too.

"Let's go down and take a look."

"good."

The white clouds fell into the mountains, turned into a cloud of fog, and returned to the sky.

The feet turned from soft white clouds to hard land, and the surrounding bamboo forests also brought coolness in midsummer. The bird turned into a female Taoist, and the sparrow turned into a colorful cat.

The white fox turned into a bean fox and jumped back to Lin Jue. The colorful raccoon turned into a bean cat and climbed up along the junior sister's Taoist robe.

Crawled into her sleeve.

"It's a pity that's not at night."

Lin Jue stepped forward and looked as he walked.

A temple soon appeared in front of him.

"Takebianji."

"It is a treasure that is good for life and can be used forever, and it is more than enough to make good land for a hundred years--·

Lin Jue recited the name of the temple.

The junior sister was chanting the couplets on both sides.

There was a rustling sound inside.

"Tu tuk!"

The lightweight courtyard door opened soon.

There was a slightly fat old monk inside, wearing a somewhat worn monk's robe, looking at them with a broom.

"The two Taoist priests are—."

"I heard that you can stay here?"

"Yes, you can stay in the house." The old monk said to them, "However, there are very few people who come to stay in the daytime. They only come in the afternoon and evening. It's still morning. The two Taoist priests only need to walk forward for a long time to get to the city."

"We don't want to leave anymore, can we stay here for a day and have a rest?" Lin Jue said, and took out his fortune, "We are not bad people, but Taoists who practice Moshan."

"Qianshan-."

The old monk showed a thoughtful look.

It seems to be some impression.

In recent years, after the world has become chaotic, it seems that the word "mountain" is heard from time to time.

I heard little before.
Chapter completed!