Liu Qinghuan hasn't eaten for many years, and he only practiced cooking by himself when he was a child. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Fortunately, he seems to have some talent in this area, and Yun Zheng's ingredients are all superb, so the taste is not bad.

Yun Zheng saw Liu Qinghuan sighing, so he asked, "What?"

At this time, there is a tripod in the protective array, and if you look closely, you will find that it is the Three Burning Jade Pill Furnace, which is bubbling hot, and the tempting aroma of food fills the entire protective array.

Use a spiritual treasure as a pot, and Liu Qinghuan can do it!

Because Jingjue is a vegetarian, Liu Qinghuan made a few more vegetarian dishes, he happily ate non-stop, and kept holding the wooden sign: "Delicious!"

Liu Qinghuan drank with Yun Zheng, and when the two were happy, they hooked their shoulders and sang an ancient song in the Yunmengze Immortal Cultivation Realm:

Riding the dragon and riding the clouds,

Step by step to build the sky.

Sneak the rivers and seas, and soar over the famous rivers.

Inhale and breathe, Bigu Ruzhi.

The smoke wave is slightly boundless,

Fly overnight and dream of the clouds.

Neon is a garment and the wind is a horse,

The Monarch of the Clouds came down one after another.

Tiger drums and squeezing back,

The immortal people are like hemp.

The sword is red and dusty,

There is wine on the blue sky.

The stars play with the sun and the moon,

Drunk lying in the clouds and laughing in the world.

......

Qianye Mountain, once the most famous mountain in the Eastern Wilderness, was once a holy place for cultivating immortals, just like Yunmengze, which has now become a Quyan swamp.

Don't look at the immortal cultivators, most of them are busy cultivating, but there are also people who like to hold immortal meetings, and the immortal meeting is full of dancing sheng drums and fairy music, and this ancient song has been passed down for a long time in the immortal meeting.

Jingjue was very excited, and when he heard it, his mouth also hummed, and every word he said seemed to fluctuate with mysterious mana.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. It was dark outside, the mass grave had been filled with countless monks, the wind was mixed with a terrible howl, and the ghosts of the soldiers were shuttling through the fog.

However, Yun Zheng is a genius of the generation of the formation family, and the magic circle he placed is extremely hidden, and no one has been discovered by those ghosts.

Liu Qinghuan sandwiched a piece of meat as thin as a cicada's wings, his eyes were slightly dazed, and his voice was fluttering: "When I was a child, I ate leftovers, and after today, there is no tomorrow, and I often starve...... Where did you think that one day, you can eat all kinds of fairy grass Ganoderma lucidum, demon beasts rich in aura-rich meat. ”

He paused for a moment, and when he saw the curiosity on his face when he tilted his head to look at him, he smiled and raised his head to drink a glass of wine.

Outside the circle, there were gloomy clouds and mist, and the spirits in armor wandered aimlessly. Because of the fog, these spirits wander day and night.

Probably when he met his young friend, he suddenly had a lot of emotions and remembered a lot of things from the past: "...... One day, I was waiting at the back door of a large family, waiting for his family to come out and pour out the kitchen waste. A subordinate of that family threw out a bone with a trace of meat that had been gnawed, and when Old Man Liu was sick, I wanted to grab this bone and go back to make some bone broth for him. Two big beggars also took a fancy to it, and they started fighting, and the servants of the family saw the excitement and stood by and clapped their hands. ”

Jingjue looked at him quietly, twisting the rosary beads in his hand one by one, and his childish and young face actually had the compassion of a Buddha statue.

Liu Qinghuan said: "Later, when the two of them were panting like cattle, I also pounced on it, and my nose and face were swollen, and I finally grabbed the bone...... I dug up a few wild taro seeds by the small river outside the city, made soup in a broken clay pot, and waited until it was cold before daring to take it back to the beggar's nest. ”

Yun Zheng patted him and didn't speak.

The three of them were silently eating food around the fragrant stove, but they all tasted like chewing wax.

After a while, Yun Zheng said: "Although I was born in a Yuncheng family, and I have not lacked food and clothing since I was a child, my mother's status is humble, and my father's wife can't get used to my outstanding cultivation talent, so she instigated some children in the clan to secretly bully me. Even with the protection of my father and ancestor, they have a lot of things, how can they take care of them all the time. On several occasions, I was almost beaten to death by a child who didn't know how to do it......"

He looked outside the circle, as if he was reminiscing, and as if he was talking about other people's business, it was none of his business: "Then I understood that relying on the protection of others, I could only cower and hide in the corner for the rest of my life. Only if you are strong, others will be afraid of you. It wasn't until I was ten years old that I went to great lengths to set up a magic circle, trick all the kids who bullied me into it, and use the power of the magic circle to beat me up. ”

Yes, although they are poor and rich, they all had a hard time when they were young. Although the two never mentioned these past events to each other, it was probably this same hardship that made the two hit it off at first sight.

Liu Qinghuan put his arm around Yun Zheng's shoulders and said with a smile: "Did you say that we are all old and have begun to recall the past." ”

Yun Zheng hooked the corner of his mouth, took the wine glass and touched him: "With our current age, we probably even have grandchildren among mortals." However, although your kid's cultivation is worse than mine, he has also reached the late stage of foundation building, which means that he has not wasted his cultivation over the years. ”

Liu Qinghuan shook his head. He knows his own affairs, although it is the late stage of foundation building, there is still a long way to go if he wants to reach the Great Perfection. The Double Pill of the "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra of Eternal Life" is not so easy to knot, and it requires at least two or three times more spiritual power than other monks.

Yun Zheng looked at the sky and scratched his head in distress: "Well, how old am I this year...... Forty-seven?forty-eight?"

Monks often retreat for several years, sometimes losing track of their age, including Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan said: "You are two years older than me, then I am forty-five or sixteen." ”

At this time, a clean voice sounded next to him: "I am thirty-one years old. ”

The little monk Jingjue raised his face with red lips and white teeth and said, with two struggles on his face, and suddenly said in a low voice: "I said that my mother was dead." ”

Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng were startled at the same time, and looked at each other silently.

Jingjue held the rosary in his hand tightly, hung his head, looked at the ground with his eyes, and said softly: "From birth to the age of four, I have not said a word, and everyone thinks I am dumb. The kids in the village bullied me, so I rarely went out of the house. As soon as I spoke, there were always strange things happening, sometimes good and sometimes bad. Once, when the whole family had gone to work in the fields, I stayed in the yard to feed the chickens, and a group of children came running up to me and threw me dirt and stones outside the fence. One man stoned me on the head and bled a lot. I was angry, very angry. ”

With the words of pure enlightenment, a wind swirled in the circle.

Yun Zheng frowned, and was about to open his mouth, when Liu Qinghuan shook his head at him.

"I picked up the rocks they threw in, yelling at you all to die...... My mother just came back and appeared behind the group of children......"

Jingjue's voice was low, almost inaudible, and Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng both heard it.

The temperature in the circle plummeted, and there was a strange wave rippling invisibly. It was as if he was unconscious, but he never spoke again, but sat in place like a wooden carving.

Everyone has a secret past, sometimes we think we have forgotten, sometimes we just bury it in our hearts. Then, in a casual way, it emerges, entangled, changing, and determining the actions of a person's life.

Yun Zheng sighed in his heart, and he didn't know how to comfort the little monk, so he just patted him on the shoulder.

Liu Qinghuan's face was slightly solemn, and his attention was on the reverse bamboo in the sea of knowledge. Just now, the sword intent of life and death shook again.