Enter the kitchen

Lu Shiyi urgently needed to get rid of the embarrassment of his body. Upon seeing this, the real Lian Si stepped forward and invited, "If you don't dislike it, you two can come back to Hongfufang with me." Fufang will be so enthusiastic.

Master Liansi brought them back to Hongfufang, and asked his personal disciples to take them to Nuanchi Garden where the visitors stayed.

The news that two Jianzong disciples had just moved into Nuanchiyuan didn't cause any disturbance in Hongfufang. Shu Mo didn't want to reveal his identity, and Lian Si never showed up again to avoid suspicion.

"The head of the sect retreated suddenly today. This is what he ordered his disciples to send to the two fellow Taoists before the retreat." The personal disciple who was sent here has already cultivated at the Golden Core stage, and he said politely after seeing Shu Mo open the door.Shu Mo took the Qiankun bag from her, his expression didn't change, he just said thank you in a low voice.

He waited for the disciple who came to deliver the Qiankun bag to leave before he closed the door, turned around and walked to the bed.

Lu Shiyi's thunder calamity came at a dangerous time. Although he survived smoothly, he paid a huge price.The two of them didn't dare to be careless, so they simply stayed in Hongfufang for a period of time, waiting for his state to stabilize before setting off.

Lu Shiyi sat cross-legged on the bed, the Red Fufang was built on the spiritual veins, and there was a Juling town in the room. His spiritual consciousness was soon entangled with the ubiquitous spiritual energy, and it was continuously drawn into it. in vivo.

During the foundation building period, Lu Shiyi's sea of ​​consciousness was not big, except for the Taotie hanging in mid-air, there was only boundless darkness.But at this moment, his sea of ​​consciousness changed. Spots of light appeared on Taotie's gray torso, as if a dusty treasure had been scrubbed to reveal its original appearance.

He approached slowly, spreading out his hair-like slender consciousness to linger around Taotie. Taotie uttered a warning sound as if facing a formidable enemy, and then he seemed to realize something and gradually relaxed, trying to accept this ray Make it extremely familiar with the consciousness.

The consciousness is like a silk thread winding around the Taotie, and finally formed a huge light cocoon hanging in the sea of ​​consciousness. Lu Shiyi slowly opened his eyes when only Taotie was left in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"How?" Shu Mo handed the wet handkerchief to Lu Shiyi. His face was stained with blood. After wiping his face casually with the wet handkerchief, some blood was also stained on the white handkerchief. flush.

Lu Shiyi didn't know how to describe this mysterious and mysterious feeling. The Taotie in the sea of ​​consciousness obviously had its own independent consciousness, but it was closely connected with him, as if they were one.

Before today, he needed to gather spiritual energy to summon Taotie, but just now, as long as he moved his mind, Taotie would appear in front of his eyes.

"I don't know what to say, I just feel much clearer." After hearing this, Shu Mo didn't ask any further questions, but patted the clean clothes on the table: "Change this one first."

Lu Shiyi obediently got out of bed, took his clothes and entered the screen, Shu Mo glanced at the bloodstained and muddy bed, sat calmly on the stool, and dug out the book of mountains and seas that Lu Shiyi had read several times.

There was a sound of water coming from behind the screen, but Shu Mo only concentrated on flipping through the ancient books in front of him, and when he looked up again, he saw Lu Shiyi standing in front of him after washing, with drops of water still hanging from his long black hair.

"Why did it come out like this?" Shu Mo asked, Lu Shiyi grabbed a strand of long hair in distress, and said to the curled end, "It's grown again." So he can only keep this annoying long hair.

Shu Mo resigned to his fate and stepped forward to dry his long hair, while Lu Shiyi sat at the table boredly flipping through the pictures of mountains and seas spread out on the table.

"Merren?" Lu Shiyi suddenly said, the creatures in the world of cultivating immortals are very different from the world he lives in, but some of them overlap unexpectedly: "Human body with fish tail, beautiful appearance, tears forming beads, weaving Silky beautiful." He continued to read, and then asked curiously: "There are also mermaids in the world of cultivating immortals?"

Shu Mo's hand paused, thinking of something: "It's just a rumor. Someone once searched for it on the Lingyuan Continent according to the description in the Mountain and Sea Atlas. It's just a pity that the so-called merman is not a monster who has not fully transformed. Beasts are the half-demons born of them and humans."

Lu Shiyi looked away in surprise, and said curiously: "I always thought that monsters and the world of cultivating immortals were incompatible, but I didn't expect that half-monsters would be born."

"This is not a secret in Lingyuan Continent. Before the chaos of the Three Realms, there were demon beasts who had transformed into love with mortals or monks, and even gave birth to half-monsters. After the chaos of the Three Realms, there were also people who were unwilling The enemy's monsters and humans hid in the mortal world with half-monsters."

Time has passed, and these things that seemed very common at the time have now become so-called legends.

"Okay." Shu Mo withdrew his hand, Lu Shiyi was listening with gusto, and wanted to ask in detail, but he put his curiosity behind him.

"Your bed is dirty, sleep with me tonight." Lu Shiyiwen has long been used to the days of sleeping with him, and without thinking about it, he hugged the quilt at the end of the bed and happily followed Shu Mo returned to his room behind him.

There are women all over Red Fufang, so Nuanchiyuan is a little far away from the peaks, they harassed for several days, but they never saw anyone except the disciple who brought them the Qiankun bag on the first day.

But just like this, the two of them felt a lot more at ease, and the jade slips that Lu picked up because of their lack of cultivation finally saw the light of day again.

In terms of taste alone, Chen Fu's culinary skills are not much better than Lu Shiyi's, but after all, he has been immersed in this way for many years, some insights are something that Lu Shiyi has never thought of, they are quite fresh, and often make him suddenly enlightened and gain something.

The two lived in Nuanchiyuan for nearly half a month, and Shu Mo's cheeks were slightly fleshy after being fed, and he said goodbye when he saw that the opening of the Garland Market was approaching.

On the day the two left, Daoist Liansi still hadn't left the seclusion, but the monks' seclusion was as short as ten and a half months and as long as ten or a hundred years, and the two of them didn't care.It was still the Jindan Qi disciple who sent them away, and she sent the two of them to the teleportation formation very appropriately.The Sun Wang they met that day was not there, and the business of one mid-grade spirit stone a day as he said was not very prosperous.

The tea soup in Po Suo Lou was very effective. Lu Shiyi was still a little dizzy when he came here, and couldn't tell the north from the south, but he didn't feel uncomfortable anymore when he went.

The nearest village to the Jiayunshui River was originally a small village called Furong Village, which gradually grew due to the large number of monks coming and going, and became the current Furong Town.

Perhaps it was close to Garland Market, and monks came and went in a hurry in the town. The two of them didn't plan to stay in the town for a long time because of their watery spirit feathers.

The banks of the Yunshui River are to the east of Furong Town, and it takes only a quarter of an hour to Yujian.

"This is it?" Lu Shiyi asked uncertainly. In front of him was the endless grassland. Except for the towering mountains in the distance, there were only two stone pillars standing there alone.

"That's right here." Shu Mo replied, and just as he finished speaking, a monk also fell down. He looked at the two people who were standing there in a daze, and walked straight to the stone pillar.

The stone pillars were as high as three stone pillars, and the surface of the pillars eroded by wind and frost was uneven. The cultivator who landed did not stop in front of the stone pillars, but strode between the two stone pillars.

Lu Shiyi just watched the monk disappear before his eyes.

"Let's go too." While Shu Mo was speaking, several monks landed and passed between the two stone pillars. Lu Shiyi nodded, and naturally held back the other's extended hand.When he got closer, he saw that there seemed to be a film of water between the two stone pillars. At this time, Shu Mo had already walked to the front, and half of his body disappeared in front of Lu Shiyi.

When passing through the water film, Lu Shiyi closed his eyes unconsciously, and he heard a very subtle sound, like the cracking sound of bubbles being punctured.He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was an endless mist in front of him. He turned his head and looked again, and found that even Shu Mo, who was walking beside him, was hidden in the mist, and he couldn't see his true face clearly.

Fortunately, the two of them clasped their hands so that they would not get lost.

They walked against the dense fog for an unknown amount of time before the fog gradually dissipated, and the legendary Yunshui River also appeared in front of their eyes.

At first glance, he saw the Yunshui River flowing by. The sparkling water surface was like a mirror, and the colorful rays of light refracted under the sunlight, so that Lu Shiyi couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Looking around, he could see groups of monks, but their expressions were more indifferent than any place he had ever seen.

"The market in Jialanji has not officially opened yet. This is just the outskirts of the Yushui Land. They should have come early to compete for the Yushui Lingyu." Shu Mo explained in a low voice.Lu Shiyi also remembered the description in the jade slips about the spirit feather being a trophy, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Is it a fight to fight for the spirit feather?"

"The rules are different every year." As the two walked, Shu Mo said, "There are not many records in the jade slips, and some of them are rumors heard from other people."

"This is the first time you have come to this water-soaked place, and you are participating in the Garland Fair." A small immortal cultivator suddenly rushed out, and said in a sinister tone.Lu Shiyi couldn't help taking a half step back, looking at the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him.

In fact, he is not short, if he can stand up straight, he should be taller than himself, but at this moment, his back is bent, and he has shrunk by half abruptly.

The man waited for a while and saw that there was no response from them, so he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his dry lips, and continued to speak in his broken voice: "I come to this Garland Fair every year, and no one knows the rules here better than me." more detailed, as long as you give me a spirit feather, I will tell you everything I know!"

Shu Mo looked at the person in front of him calmly: "We don't have any Yinshui Lingyu." The monk didn't seem surprised: "I know, the number of Yinshui Lingyu is limited every year, I just ask you to share it after you get the spirit feathers." I have one."

"Let's listen to it." Shu Mo said, which can be regarded as answering the man's request.

"Okay!" The man rubbed his hands, and his stooped appearance became more and more wretched.

"My name is Yu Wanhong, and I'm a casual cultivator." Sure enough, the monk was very familiar with the banks of the Yunshui River, and he led the two of them to find a very secluded courtyard: "This is my place to stay. Don't be disgusted."

Naturally, they would not dislike it, and besides, the small courtyard looked simple, but it was well-equipped, and it didn't look like a place to stay.

Yu Wanhong took out the teapot and cup from the cabinet, made a pot of spiritual tea tremblingly and put it on the table, and handed a cup to each of them, and then sat down on the edge of the table.

"There are so many monks on the road, why did you come to us?" Lu Shiyi asked curiously after taking the spirit tea without rushing in.

Yu Wanhong didn't explain right away, and said: "The stone pillar gate on the edge of the Yunshui River will be open for three days in a row. At this time, this gate is only allowed to enter and not to go out. After the Garland Fair is over, it will be opened for another three days in a row. At that time, only No entry allowed." He drank some spiritual tea and continued: "But if someone doesn't want to leave and stays on the outskirts, the monks in the water-soaked land won't care, and I haven't left for a hundred years. .”

"I have been here for a hundred years, and I have met and begged many monks. Some of them accepted my request but failed to fulfill it, and some of them couldn't even enter the Garan Ji." His voice became a little bleak: "I've been here for at least a hundred years, and I still have some ability to judge people, let alone you are not the only ones I'm looking for."

The two of them understood, although there are still many puzzles, but some questions are not suitable to ask again.

Yu Wanhong didn't care about the spiritual tea they didn't serve, and said to the two of them, "There are four major families by the Yinshui River, namely the Yin family, the Xiang family, the Bian family and the Ximen family. These four families are evenly matched. A delicate balance is maintained, but it's not as calm as it appears on the surface. It's just that no one wants to be the one who takes the initiative to provoke trouble for the calmness of the Yunshui River, so they came up with a way."

"It's just a competition. The competition will be held before the Garland Fair. It's just that the competition will only be known on the day of the competition." Yu Wanhong couldn't help showing a mocking smile when he said this: "In the beginning, they didn't want outsiders to participate in this kind of competition. , but later the disciples suffered too many casualties and could not seek revenge, so they could only recruit from among the immortal cultivators who wanted to get the spiritual feathers. In this way, they only need a few spiritual feathers in exchange for many high-level monks who go through life and death for them. count."

"So, this method seems a little dangerous." Hearing the words, Yu Wanhong just sighed, "But this is the only way." Lu Shiyi thought that he only used a recipe for deep-fried meatballs and exchanged two Ling Yu still couldn't fully trust Yu Wanhong in his heart, so he asked tentatively: "Which one of the four major families is better for us to choose?"

"The Yin family." Yu Wanhong left almost without hesitation, and then realized that he was too eager, and explained: "The Yin family is the most mysterious of the four major families, and it is also the one that cares the least about the comparison test."

"Since that's the case, how can we get Ling Yu?" Lu Shiyi frowned. If he doesn't care, he doesn't care about the outcome. The monks are not stupid, but they will not choose the Yin family if they have the strength.

"Outsiders don't know the joints, but I know it. Other families will only reward a few spirit feathers stingily. Only the Yin family will get the spirit feathers as long as they guarantee that they can survive the competition." He didn't explain the matter clearly, and because of this, the monks who voted under the Yin family's command every year were not only the weakest but also the fewest, and only a handful of them survived in the end.

The monks who participated in the Garland collection were extremely indifferent and could not communicate with each other. Therefore, more monks would choose other families with stronger strength. Those who came to the Yin family were often rejected by other families, and they had no choice but to choose Yin family.

"We all survived with only two spirit feathers. If we share one with you, then only one person will go in." Lu Shiyi said suddenly, and Yu Wanhong was stunned for a long time before he said helplessly: "If we can win, Xiang Yin It is not difficult for the family to ask for one more spirit feather, if there is really no extra, it is no problem."

"This tea is good." After talking about the business, the two of them had the heart to taste the spiritual tea prepared by the master.Shu Mo's demeanor made him look like a son from a famous family, but he even boasted that the spirit tea was not only good.

Yu Wanhong didn't talk to him when he heard the words, but just poured himself another glass numbly, and drank it down with the melancholy in his heart.

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