Survival on a deserted island: I opened the blind box with my mouth

Chapter 226
With a heavy heart, Chu Sheng paced back and forth in the kiln alone.

Since the pickle crock was enough, he didn't get into a fire again.

Now the earthen kiln seems to be a refuge for me when I have worries.

The little secretary, Guoguo, even rarely spoke,

Is it possible that I really have such a great fate with the Hunyuan Taiji Sect?

Although Guoguo's behavior is often unreliable, he often takes advantage of himself, and even lets others down.

But after all, it represents some kind of authority, and what he said naturally occupies a certain place in Chu Sheng's heart.

While Chu Sheng was restless, there was suddenly the sound of brisk footsteps at the door of the kiln.

Chu Sheng looked up and saw that the visitor was Ma Baoguo.

Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here!
"Teacher, why are you here?"

Because he wanted to change his sect, Chu Sheng felt a little embarrassed when he saw him.

"Ah... come here and take a look!"

"You came by yourself?" Chu Sheng was a little surprised.

After all, given Master's lost rank, it would be difficult to find him by himself.

Ma Baoguo's face darkened, "Your earthen kiln is so big, and I'm not blind!"

"Uh...that makes sense."

As a landmark building in the south of the desert island, the earthen kiln is still very eye-catching.

If all of this can be lost, it is indeed not the word Lu Chi that can be summed up.

"Nowadays you are either making porcelain from a kiln, or rouge pickles, and you don't practice much kung fu. Do you still want to learn Hunyuan Taijiquan?"

In fact, the discerning Chu Sheng could tell that he must have found out about his various inquiries about recruiting students from other sects.

Thinking of this, Chu Sheng had no choice but to lie to cover up his true thoughts.

"Master, my talent is dull. I'm afraid that no matter how hard I try, I won't be able to reach the heights of my senior brother. I'm a little discouraged."

Ma Baoguo smiled, and was more sure of the other party's careful thinking, "If you want to learn the essence of Hunyuan Taijiquan, in addition to talent and talent, you also need external help."

"external force?"

"When I landed on the island, I brought our sect's secret medicine with me. This medicine can strengthen the tendons and bones, cleanse the tendons and cut the marrow. If a warrior uses it to bathe every day, his kung fu will naturally improve by leaps and bounds."

Chu Sheng's eyes brightened instantly, "Really?"

"That's still fake." The old man curled his lips and chuckled.

Knowing that Chu Sheng had taken the bait, he frowned and brought up the difficulty.

"It's just helpless, there is no bathtub."

"Hi..." Chu Sheng said with a smile like a flower.

"What kind of problem is this? It's not easy to solve? I can bake bottles and jars, and I'm afraid I can't even make a bathtub! Tell me, what style do we need?"

"Hmph." The old man showed an intriguing expression.

"It doesn't matter how big the tank is. My ancestral secret medicine for washing tendons and cutting marrow requires a special bathtub made of cold kiln ice seeds. Only the combination of the two can achieve the effect."

"Cold kiln ice species?" Chu Sheng, who had fallen into a blind spot of knowledge, froze.

After a while, he stood with his hands behind his back, and said plausibly, "Cough... the sky is unpredictable, and people have good fortune. A centipede with hundreds of legs can't walk as fast as a snake; a rooster with wings can't fly as fast as a crow..."

Chu Sheng shook his head, looking a bit like a shabby Confucian scholar.

"???"

Ding!Resentment coin +1000!

"Stop it, and you!" Ma Baoguo pressed bitterly, "It seems that you listen to cross talk a lot on weekdays. I'm talking about Hanyao, not "Hanyao Fu."

"I've been talking a little recklessly these days." Chu Sheng stuck out his tongue.

After hearing this, Ma Baoguo's expression seemed to catch up with the strings, and he said happily, "You can't compare to a reckless person!"

"How to say?"

"That's an ancient man. Let me tell you something. I'm thinking that back then, there was a man in the Three Kingdoms of the Later Han Dynasty... Ah bah, it's all your fault, he kidnapped me and ran away!" Ma Baoguo was trembling with anger.

Ding!Resentment coin +2000!

"Oh." Chu Sheng fell silent like a primary school student who did something wrong.

The air fell into a brief dead silence, and Ma Baoguo, who was opposite Chu Sheng, seemed to be in despair, his eyes were empty and his soul was lost.

If he hadn't been loyal to his theory of "Yingmeng Xianchen", he would never have come to compete for luck.

Not to mention whether or not he could meet an apprentice like Chu Sheng who fit his dream on this deserted island.

Just talking about the bathing method of washing the tendons and cutting the marrow, living in the modern society can't ask for it.

Let alone on this desert island!
"Alas... It seems that the gods do not bless me for Hunyuan Taiji, the perfect candidate for Yingmeng, the secret medicine passed down from my ancestors, but it was finally destroyed on the bathtub of Yingluo Ice Seed."

"What, what did you say?" Chu Sheng grabbed Ma Baoguo's sleeve, but because of his excitement, the sleeve was torn a big hole.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the other party was hysterical.

"What are you doing? My old man is in his seventies, and he is not the kind of person you think."

"Oh, it's not what you imagined." Chu Sheng waved his hands anxiously, "I want to ask if the 'Yingluo ice species' you mentioned is Bingpo Yingluo?"

"Huh? I didn't expect you to know Bingpo Yingluo at such a young age." Ma Baoguo was inconceivable.

"Hahaha..." Chu Sheng's wild laughter rang out in the kiln.

"What's wrong with you? I'm a little scared." Ma Baoguo retreated timidly, as if he was afraid that the other sleeve would be torn apart.

"Xiao Chu, I just mentioned a plant that has long been extinct, you are..."

"Isn't it a coincidence, isn't it, isn't it a coincidence, isn't it?"

Seeing this, Ma Baoguo asked tentatively, "Do you want to say next, 'You go out early, I come back late, we are not allowed to visit neighbors'?"

"Have you heard this passage too?"

"Bah!" Ma Baoguo spat hard at Chu Sheng, and then yelled:

"I have something to say first, what we are talking about today is serious business, it has nothing to do with cross talk!"

"You are so good. I will go to Hanyao Fu for a while, and Yue Yunpeng's for a while. What do you want to do? Can you learn Hunyuan Taijiquan by learning how to sing?"

Ding!Resentment coin +1000!

"Oh, that's not what I meant, I just wanted to say, we dare not mention anything else, the problem of Bing Po Ying Luo is not a problem at all, I can solve it."

Looking at Chu Sheng who was so confident and determined, Ma Baoguo gradually showed joy on his face, "Really, that's great."

"Now tell me, on the premise that there is ice porch, how to fire your cold kiln ice seed bathtub, as long as there is a way, I will guarantee it will be fine!"

"Hahaha...no!"

"???"

……

Ma Baoguo left sadly. Seeing his back, Chu Sheng stomped his feet angrily, and shouted:
"Over there, over there, you are always going in the wrong direction again, alas..."

"Oh!" Ma Baoguo didn't hide anything this time and agreed happily, then silently walked in the wrong direction.

Chu Sheng sighed, "Let's go, I can find my home tomorrow morning no matter what."

However, the conversation between the two just now pointed out the direction for the confused Chu Sheng.

Isn't it just to make a "bathtub of Yingluo ice species"?I still don't believe in evil!

Chu Shengdang, who was revived with full blood, even regained his consciousness, and ordered the seeds of Bingpoyingluo through the secret garden.

Then he turned off the camera and planted a potted plant directly in the kiln.

"Well, since there is no secret recipe for firing, I have to let myself play it."

In this way, Chu Sheng, who drove the ducks to the shelves, started his own experiment.

With the firing of one kiln and one kiln, various defective products also appeared.

Because of the cold air emitted by Bingpo Yingluo, either the temperature of the kiln was not up to the standard, or the fired porcelain was cracked, in short, it kept hitting the wall.

"Oh, I'm going, it's too difficult!" The decadent Chu Sheng sat down on the ground.

(End of this chapter)