Rebel Cultivation Guide [Transmigration Book]

The night wind is cool and the water is rumbling.

Liuli stood beside the moon-watching stone, lingering.

It was late when she came, and before she knew it, it was already night.

She raised her head and looked up at the starry sky. Tonight, the bright moon hangs high and the stars are scattered, making people feel refreshed and happy.

Seeing that she didn't leave, Feng Xiwu thought that she hadn't given up yet, and he didn't want to persuade her anymore.

If she doesn't leave, Feng Xiwu will leave.

At this moment, Liuli sat down on the ground delicately.

Liuli put her hands on the ground, turned around, her small face was dull, "Master Feng, I... have no strength."

No strength is not very accurate, to be precise, she is out of breath, and can't use herself as a balloon to let off air and jump into the sky!

Feng Xiwu asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Liuli frowned and said, "You didn't know it just after you left the customs. I was injured two days ago, it seems that I hurt my head."

Looking at Feng Xiwu's expression, she didn't see anything, Liuli continued: "I just lost my memory, I don't recognize people, I don't remember the way, just... how to practice... I also forgot..."

The more Liuli spoke, the more modest she became, the more guilty she became, the less she dared to look at her, and slowly her little head drooped.

With his own virtue, he still came to worship as a teacher, Feng Xiwu would be a ghost if he really accepted him!

Sure enough, the person in front of him was silent.

Liuli guessed that she was probably rejected.

Thinking this way, unexpectedly, a vague sigh sounded in his ear.

The owner of the white dress stretched out his white wrist, and pushed it far away, a trace of cold air rose from below, and Liuli's feet left the ground uncontrollably.

Feng Xiwu said, "I'll take you down the mountain."

Liu Lishen carried an insatiable way: "When I go down the mountain, I still have to ride a crane to leave. The wind is cold in the middle of the night, and I catch a cold during the day. If I blow it at night, I will be ill again! If you don't believe me, listen to it—Ah Choe~"

Feng Xiwu was choked by her, and was quite helpless with this cunning and rascal: "Then what do you do?"

Liuli hugged her shoulders tightly, weak and pitiful and helpless, said: "This is the first time I've come to Mount Wutong, sir, can you take me in for a night?"

Look at how pitiful she is, those who don't know think she is some humble disciple, how can she think that she is the eldest lady of the head family.

Feng Xiwu's slightly slender and cold eyes narrowed slightly, beyond Liuli's expectation, she actually said: "Okay."

Liuli was stunned for a moment, then rubbed her ears: "Huh?"

But Feng Xiwu didn't pay attention to her anymore, he just raised his hand and lifted her into the air!

Liuli silently tucked the corner of her skirt.

Immediately afterwards, she flew to other places at high speed like riding a roller coaster. Unlike flying on a crane, this time, there was no cold wind around, because the wind was blocked by Xiwu.

When Liuli stopped, she didn't know where she was in the mountain, but when she saw a simple courtyard in front of her, two women, one old and one young, walked out.

There was no need for Liuli to introduce herself, the two of them knew Liuli's identity.

The youngest among them said: "No one comes here on weekdays. I suddenly heard that my senior sister is here. I didn't have time to make arrangements, so I simply tidied it up and hoped that my senior sister is Haihan."

Liuli would not really put on the airs of Xiu's second-generation senior sister, so she naturally said politely: "I'm sorry, both of you... Junior sister."

These two disciples are both outer disciples for foundation building, the older one looks about fifty or sixty, and the younger one is in his twenties or thirty, called a junior sister, Liuli also did a lot of psychological training.

The two introduced themselves according to the real person's surname Feng, and Liu Li silently divided them in her heart: this is Junior Sister Dafeng, and this is Junior Sister Xiaofeng.

Junior Sister Xiaofeng took her into a room. When she entered the room, the decoration was simple and unsophisticated, neat and clean. Although it was not as gorgeous as Xue Liuli's own boudoir, it had a sense of leisure and wild cranes.

Junior Sister Xiaofeng turned around to leave, Liuli hurriedly called her: "Wait a minute, Junior Sister, I'm a bit hungry here, can Junior Sister take me to the kitchen?"

After hearing this request, Junior Sister Xiaofeng was a little surprised: "Of course."

They didn't know each other very well, and Junior Sister Xiaofeng didn't dare to ask, but the doubt was clearly on her face.

Liuli is also embarrassed to explain to her that it has been two days since she woke up for the first time. He was so angry that he didn't even think about whether he was hungry or thirsty in his panic.

Now it's all right, all her true energy has been radiated by her, and she can't absorb the cultivation, so the hunger surges up like a fire.

When we arrived at the kitchen, Junior Sister Xiaofeng said, "This kitchen is only used by the two of us on weekdays. There are not many things. I hope Senior Sister will forgive me."

She helped clean up the stove and lit the fire with her hands and feet, but she didn't interfere with anything else.

Probably thought that Liuli would use the ingredients she brought for meals, but she didn't know that Liuli still didn't know how to use the storage ring.

Liu Li said: "Junior Sister is too polite."

With one mouthful of forgiveness and one mouthful of Haihan, Liuli was really uncomfortable.

After washing her hands, Liuli used the flour in the kitchen to knead the noodles, and mixed the red bean paste stuffing, ready to make red bean paste buns.

When waking up, Liuli inquired: "It's my first time to come to Mount Wutong, can Junior Sister tell me about Master Feng?"

Junior Sister Xiaofeng couldn't help showing a look of admiration: "Master Feng is naturally excellent."

Of course I know this, but I want to know more specifically.Liuli asked, "Where is she good?"

"A real person is good anywhere!"

Liuli: "...Hey, that's true."

Junior Sister Xiaofeng smiled sheepishly.

Liuli asked again: "How does the Daoist treat his disciples on weekdays?"

Junior Sister Xiaofeng probably guessed that Liuli wanted to worship Feng Xiwu as her teacher, so she didn't point it out, she just said: "Although the real person doesn't show up very often, he is not very close to me, but the real person never tramples on his disciples lightly." Time. On weekdays, as long as the real person is not busy, no matter who asks the real person for advice, the real person will give some advice, but it is a pity that we really have no talent and let the real person down."

Speaking of this, Junior Sister Xiaofeng looked a little ashamed.

Liuli comforted, "Maybe it's because the time has not come yet."

"Maybe."

After waking up, Liuli began to make red bean paste buns. Junior sister Xiaofeng chatted with her for a while, and the relationship was improved a lot, and she became less restrained, and started to help Liuli make a bag.

After wrapping it for a while, Junior Sister Xiaofeng looked sideways and asked curiously, "Why did Senior Sister wrap it like a steamed bun?"

Liuli smiled and said, "No matter what the appearance is, the essence will not change if the stuffing remains the same."

Junior Sister Xiaofeng boasted: "Senior Sister, this bean paste steamed bun is so good. I'm still a Senior Sister... I don't know how to do this kind of work."

Liuli smiled, but didn't explain. She lived alone before she wore it. In order to take care of her tongue and stomach, her handicrafts were quite good. She also opened a scarf to show the delicacies she made on weekdays. Before she wore it, there were fans It's tens of thousands.

It's a pity that this bib can no longer be updated.

Wrap the red bean paste buns, steam them in a drawer, and use firewood to make a fire, Liuli is really not good at it, so I will leave it to Junior Sister Xiaofeng.

After the red bean paste buns are out of the pot, they are white and fat, and it makes people appetite.

Liuli took out the food box from the kitchen, washed it, wiped it dry, put it on a gauze pad, and put four of the red bean paste steamed buns she made into it.

"Junior Sister Feng, can I ask you something."

"Sister, please speak."

Liuli handed her the food box and said, "Today, my true qi has been severely damaged, and I don't know where the real person lives. Can you please help me to give this to the real person Feng."

Junior Sister Xiaofeng was taken aback: "It's not difficult, I just run errands for Senior Sister. It's just that Daoist hasn't eaten mortal food for a long time since entering the Golden Core stage... If Senior Sister wants to please Daoist, why don't you give me something else?" .”

Her concerns were justified, and indeed a problem.

But Liuli knew that Feng Xiwu was a man with a pure heart and no obvious hobbies, so he seemed to devote himself wholeheartedly to the Dao.

Actually it is not.

Liuli watched over and over the few clips describing Feng Xiwu among the 100 million words, and suddenly found Feng Xiwu's preference!

She likes sweet!

The author of Goubi has written about Fengxiwu tasting tea four times, describing the sweet and fragrant tea; using three sentences to write about Fengxiwu picking spiritual fruits, and the fruit is bright red and sweet; and writing about Fengxiwu going to a banquet in a whole paragraph, I politely picked up a chopstick of honey yam, but didn't move anything else.

Liuli posted her inference in the comments, and the author of Goubi replied to her: . . . . . .

Looking at the author who used the question mark as an ellipsis, Liuli took a deep breath and decided not to be serious with him.

Of course, Feng Xiwu's preference is really not obvious, maybe she didn't even realize that she has such a preference.

Liu Li smiled and said, "I understand what Junior Sister means, but this steamed bun is related to my discussion with a real person today. I also ask Junior Sister to run this trip for me, by the way, don't mention what is inside this steamed bun."

Junior sister Xiaofeng suddenly realized, with a look of admiration: "So that's the case, Senior Sister is worthy of being Senior Sister!"

Liuli was ashamed.

In fact, it's not that deep, she just took the opportunity to give a gift.

The so-called "eating people with short hands and soft mouths" and eating her steamed buns is hers!

There were so many bean paste buns in this pot, Liuli took only two and put the hot water on her stomach, and distributed the rest to the two Feng Shimei.

She felt ashamed to trouble Junior Sister Xiaofeng to come this way, and in the future, if she succeeds in her apprenticeship, she would have to meet the two of them. If she didn't have nothing now, Liuli would have planned to give some serious gifts.

Junior Sister Xiaofeng has been serving Feng Xiwu for a long time, and she goes to the real person to clean it every day, and she knows Lu very well.

Cultivators are no different than ordinary people. Although the mountain road is far and dangerous, Junior Sister Xiaofeng walks like walking on flat ground.

She arrived at the place soon, coincidentally the real person was awake and not resting.

"Really, Senior Sister Xueliuli made this with her own hands."

Helped to give the food box to the real person, and the real person accepted it without saying anything.

Junior Sister Xiaofeng didn't show any surprise on her face, she saluted briefly and went back to her disciple's courtyard.

When I went back, Liuli was waiting at the gate of the courtyard, Junior Sister Xiaofeng was flattered and said: "It's late at night, the dew is heavy, Senior Sister, go and rest."

Liu Li smiled and said, "I'll feel at ease when Junior Sister comes back, and Junior Sister should rest early too!"

Watching Liuli go back to the house, Junior Sister Xiaofeng also returned to her room, she lived next to Junior Sister Dafeng.Hearing her footsteps, Junior Sister Dafeng opened the door, looking at the closed Liuli bedroom door not far away, Junior Sister Dafeng said:

"This... is really different."

Junior Sister Xiaofeng echoed, "Indeed, maybe, she can really impress real people."

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Wutong Mountain stays in the wind.

Feng Xiwu was looking at the food box in front of him.

The food box was opened, and four white and fat steamed buns, half the size of a fist, were placed in a reddish-brown box, and hot steam was wafting upwards.

She hasn't eaten food in a long time, let alone a steamed bun that doesn't have any spiritual energy.

In fact, she doesn't have to eat either.

Anyway, this is just a way for children to pester people.

Feng Xiwu thought so, and she also stretched out her hand, intending to cover the box.

But for some reason, that quirky smiling face quickly flashed in her mind and turned into a sluggish look, and the outstretched hand turned a corner without obeying discipline, and pinched a steamed bun.

As soon as it was pinched, it was warm and soft, and Feng Xiwu remembered her fallacy that Tao can also be a steamed bun.

"How to turn wheat into soft and white steamed buns is something to learn, and how to piece together and perfect one's own broken insights into one's own way, you also need to learn!"

Forget it, what she did with her own hands is also sincere.

Feng Xiwu held the steamed bun and slowly brought it to her mouth. Her two beautiful willow eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. She opened her mouth slowly, biting the corner of the steamed bun with her white teeth, and pulled it off with some unfamiliarity.

Tongue, who hadn't performed his job for a few years, quickly regained the feeling of eating. First, he felt the slightly mixed gas and slightly rough taste of Fanshi, followed by the long-lost wheat aroma, and then...

Feng Xiwu swallowed the food in his mouth, lifted the steamed bun, and saw the dark color at the breach.

This child is really different.

Feng Xiwu is thoughtful.

The author has something to say: Thank you Qizuo for mine, Liuli invites you to eat steamed buns!