Honghuang on the tip of the tongue
Chapter 15 Snail Noodles
Feiyun Cave in Jialong Mountain.
Because of Yuanshi's order, Taoist Cihang has been staying in the dojo where he was afraid of Liusun these days to treat his injuries.
Fortunately, after the chaotic energy was cleared away, Fear Liusun's wound stopped bleeding, and the fracture on his wrist also slowly healed, showing Da Luo Jinxian's extremely strong and domineering vitality.
However, because there are still a few important medicinal materials missing, the Cihangdao people have no way to perform further treatment.
He handed over the matter of collecting herbs to Master Huanglong, and after time calculation, he should be back.
"Senior Brother, you've finally come." Seeing Huang Long's late arrival, Cihang heaved a sigh of relief, and greeted him with a smile.
But he soon realized that Huang Long's expression was not quite right, he felt a sudden shock in his heart, and said cautiously: "Didn't you get the medicine?"
Huanglong's shoulders shook, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he took out a few herbs still stained with fresh soil from his pocket and threw them to Cihang, and said thoughtfully: "Here, the herbs you want."
Cihang handed the medicinal materials to Daotong, and told him the precautions for cooking, then turned to Huanglong, and asked with concern: "Senior brother, what happened?"
Huang Long's face is a barometer, he has always written all his emotions on his face.Everyone can see that he is hiding something in his heart now.
After leaving Zhuyu Peak, Huang Long gradually regained his senses, recalling what he had seen and heard before, he was full of doubts.
He was also about to talk to someone, so he told Cihang what happened at Zhuiyu Peak without hesitation, and at the end he asked questions like a cannonball:
"Junior Brother Cihang, what do you think is the relationship between Master and that human race? Why would he tolerate a human race in his territory? That is Master's new disciple, our little junior brother?"
Other than that, he really couldn't think of any other reason to explain the origin of that human race.
It was also the first time for Cihang to hear about this matter, and the doubts in his heart were not much less than Huanglong's, but his thoughts were much rougher and more delicate than Huanglong's.
After pondering for a moment, he considered and said, "I think that the human race is unlikely to be the new disciple of the master. The master has not personally accepted a disciple for many years, and those outer disciples cannot really be regarded as his disciples. This is one of them. .”
"Secondly, you said that the other party is an ordinary human race, and it seems that there is nothing special about it. In the mind of the master, even if he wants to accept apprentices, he will choose an apprentice with superior aptitude. The possibility of choosing a human race Not very sexual."
"But isn't the human race born with a strong character?" Huang Long asked in confusion.
Cihang smiled and shook his head: "It's true that the human race is born with the bones of the Tao, so they can get twice the result with half the effort. But there is one thing, their lives are fragile and extremely short, and it is difficult for them to withstand all kinds of hardships in the process of cultivation. Think about it How many human races have truly become gods through cultivating since the creation of humans by Saint Nuwa?"
The human race's footsteps are indeed good, but probably because their ancestors were fabricated from mud, they are too fragile compared to other races in the prehistoric.Often they have come to the end of their lives without realizing the true meaning of Tao. Only a very few lucky ones have the opportunity to go far on this road of practice.
Not to mention, even within Chanjiao, there are not so many pure human cultivators like Jiang Ziya, more of them are cultivators with half human blood like Yang Jian, who have both human talent and inhuman Strong physique, strength is often not to be underestimated.
"At least from the outside, that human race should be an ordinary mortal." Huang Long carefully recalled what he saw and heard in Zhuyu Peak, "I don't feel any spiritual power in him."
But if the master hadn't taken a fancy to his aptitude, why would he have allowed him to pick mushrooms at Zhuyu Peak?
Not herbs, but common mushrooms...
The way of heaven is above, even these golden immortals, out of respect for Yuanshi Tianzun, dare not do such nonsense in Zhuiyufeng.
Cihang also had no idea about this, she shook her head and said, "Listening to what you said, I also want to meet that human race."
Huanglong's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Why don't we go to Zhuiyu Peak to have a look?"
"Are you crazy?" Cihang was taken aback, "Master, he—"
"Master didn't say that we won't let us see that human race." Huang Long became more and more excited as he spoke, and struck hard with both hands, "I think it's good, and if we go to Zhuyu Peak again, maybe we can know the details of that human race. "
Master Huanglong was very active, gearing up, he immediately summoned a walking cloud, and rushed towards Zhuiyufeng excitedly.
"Senior brother Huanglong!" Cihang was dumbfounded.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and chased after him.
His intuition told him that this matter was not that simple, he had to prevent his senior brother from getting into trouble again.
For an ascetic of Huanglong's level, traveling thousands of miles a day is a matter of seconds, and he entered the range of Zhuiyu Peak in a short time.
Out of respect for Yuanshi Tianzun, he walked instead of flying.
The Cihang Taoist also quickly caught up and persuaded: "Brother, why don't we go back, I think there is something hidden about this matter, Master may not want to see us do this."
At this moment, Huang Long is fully focused on "deciphering", how can he listen to persuasion?
He shook his head and said, "Junior brother, don't you want to know the identity of that human race?"
"But..." It is impossible to say that there is no curiosity, but Cihang is a little more cautious than him, "Master will place that human race in Zhuiyu Peak, there must be his arrangement, I think we should not It's better to act rashly. I don't think you want to bear the wrath of Master, do you?"
Reminded by Cihang, Huanglong's feverish mind gradually calmed down, and the balance in his heart fluctuated between "satisfying curiosity" and "angering Master".
In the end, the awe of Yuanshi still prevailed, and he sighed heavily: "In this case, let's go—wait a minute, what does this smell like?"
Cihang also smelled that strange smell, the first feeling was that it was smelly, but it didn't seem like an ordinary smell...
"Ouch!" Huang Long retched on the spot, his face showing a disheveled look, "What does this smell like, did someone blow up the cesspit?"
"Brother, please be careful with your words." Cihang reminded helplessly.
"Junior brother, don't you feel the smell?" Huang Long looked breathless, he took out a paper fan from nowhere, and fanned his nose vigorously.
Compared to him, Cihang, who was used to seeing all kinds of sores and diseases, was much calmer. Although the smell was indecent, it was not so unbearable.
only……
He looked solemn: "I can smell it. Senior brother, I suspect there is something weird in front, let's go and have a look."
"But didn't you say it's best not to make Master angry?" Huang Long was stunned, then became excited again, "Okay, Junior Brother wait for me, don't go so fast."
***
A slender white hand lifted the lid of the pot, and hot steam gushed out instantly.
Catalyzed by the hot air, the stench in the air became stronger.
The meadow, which should have been bustling, was empty at this moment.Even the nine-tailed beast that always followed Rong Ze inseparably, squatted far away on the top of the tree, refusing to take half a step closer.
Rong Ze, who was closest to the soup pot, didn't seem to smell the stench that was enough to stun spirit beasts. On the contrary, he smiled with satisfaction after smelling the indescribable smell.
He stirred the soup with a long-handled spoon to mix the various seasonings evenly, scooped a large spoonful of hot soup, poured it on the long and thin vermicelli that had been boiled in cold water, and finally sprinkled it with sour bamboo shoots, peanuts, Capers, bean curd sticks, braised eggs and other rich ingredients.
A bowl of snail noodles with soul should be spicy, sour, fresh and hot, and of course, the ecstasy smell is indispensable.
As a chef with ideals and aspirations, Rong Ze never rejects the smell brought by the food itself.
Stinky mandarin fish, stinky tofu, moldy amaranth stalks... Maybe the smell is not elegant, but the taste is definitely not inferior to other delicious delicacies.
It is not without reason that snail noodles can quickly become popular all over China in just a few years.
The fried bean curd sticks and peanuts are fragrant and crispy, the red oil soup is hot and sour, the rice noodles are smooth and tender, and the finishing touch is the sour bamboo shoots, which are delicious and refreshing with a lingering taste.
Unfortunately, apart from Rong Ze, none of the spirit beasts seemed willing to come forward to enjoy the delicious food.
"Dabai, don't you really want to come and have a bite? It's delicious, I won't lie to you." Rong Ze stood under the tree with a bowl in his hand, trying to persuade the white-haired spirit beast standing on a high branch.
Yuan Shi remained motionless, like a statue.
To be honest, if he hadn't witnessed the process of him pickling the sour bamboo shoots with his own eyes, he would even wonder if this human race wanted to take the opportunity to poison.
How could there be such stinky food in this world?God, he actually ate it!Does he have a problem with his sense of smell?
Yuan Shi stared at Rong Ze in horror and swallowed the whole bowl of noodles, even the soup.
Yuan Shi, who was in shock, didn't notice that his two apprentices were approaching here for a moment.
***
As the stench got closer and closer, the people of Ci Hang Tao had sacrificed the magic treasure jade bottle.
Not to mention Master Huang Long, he pinched his nose with one hand and held a long sword in the other, his jaw was tense, obviously very nervous.
The two of them are like balloons that have been inflated with too much air. Just a little touch will cause the balloon to burst|explode immediately.
However, when they finally arrived at the "place where the incident happened", they were immediately dumbfounded.
There are no decaying corpses, nor the filthy and filthy scene as imagined, and it is not the cesspool that Huanglong guessed—well, although the wording is vulgar, I have to admit that this description is quite accurate.
Yes, just a steaming cauldron and a thin man with a handsome face.
He stood under the tree, holding a big bowl, staring at the two uninvited guests dumbfounded.
Huang Long was the first to react, grabbed Cihang's cuff, and almost jumped up excitedly: "Human race, junior brother, this is the human race I'm talking about!"
Even without the reminder from his senior brother, it was not difficult for Cihang to guess the other party's identity.
Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind for a while, and finally he calmed down, quietly put away the jade bottle, and did not forget to remind Huanglong to put down the long sword.
Rong Ze didn't expect to see the immortal who pointed a sword at him again - from the conversation between the other party and the "old immortal", they knew that they were a master-student relationship.
Thinking of the other party's performance that day, his eyelids twitched heavily, unaware that the soup in the bowl spilled out.
As for Yuan Shi, he was as surprised as anyone present.
The only difference is that he doesn't show it, or that no one can see anything unusual about his fur-covered face.
A gust of wind blew past, and the smell of the smell in the air was blown away a lot.
After a long while, the silence was finally broken.
"Want to eat snail noodles?" Rong Ze raised the bowl and smiled kindly at the two uninvited guests, "It may smell a bit strange, but the taste will definitely not disappoint you."
***
Huanglong stiffly took the bowl of bright red powder with a strange smell. To be honest, he seriously doubted whether this thing called "snail powder" could be eaten.
But under Cihang's gaze, he still closed his eyes, pinched his nose, and brought the bowl to his mouth resignedly.
"how is the taste?"
The clear and clear laughter woke Huanglong from his dull state.
He raised his head in disbelief, without bothering to wipe off the fine sweat from the tip of his nose, took a light breath, and stammered, "This, this smell, absolutely nothing!"
He never thought that the extreme smell and the extreme fragrance can appear at the same time, which is simply a miracle of creation.
There is no chef who does not love to hear compliments from diners.
Rong Ze's eyebrows slowly stretched out, and he smiled brightly: "It's good if you like to eat."
Cihang was obviously also conquered by the spicy and sour taste, but he was much more reserved than his senior brother Huang Long, he didn't speak the whole time, just buried his head in eating.
"Junior Brother, you are so cunning!" Huang Long suddenly screamed, pointing at Ci Hang and said angrily, "Don't think I didn't see that you secretly filled another bowl."
"Cough." Cihang put down the bowl and chopsticks in embarrassment, and said to Rong Ze, "Sorry, I made you laugh."
Rong Ze rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "How could that be?"
Cihang hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and asked, "Excuse me, I don't know what to call my little brother?"
"My name is Rong Ze." Rong Ze was actually very curious about their identities, but he was too embarrassed to speak up just now, and now he finally had the opportunity to ask, "How about you?"
"I am Master Huanglong, and this is my junior brother Ci Hangdao." Huanglong said vaguely with a big mouthful of rice noodles.
Real Huanglong?Cihangdao people?
Rong Ze's smile suddenly froze on his face.
Due to family conditions, he was unable to continue his studies after the nine-year compulsory education. After graduating from junior high school, he went to various restaurants to learn from chefs, but this does not mean that he is semi-literate.On the contrary, reading is his other hobby besides cooking.
He has also watched "Feng Shen Yan Yi" and is no stranger to these two names.
The change in Rong Ze's face did not escape the eyes of the three pairs present.
Yes, Yuan Shi is also there.
Although the apprentice's sudden appearance caught him off guard, he did not intend to avoid it. This was his decision after careful consideration.
For one thing, no one knows "Lu Wu" anyway, and no one knows that Lu Wu is actually the incarnation of Yuanshi Tianzun, so he doesn't have to worry about his identity being exposed.
Secondly, he also wanted to know how Rong Ze would react to the visit of his two apprentices.
Maybe he will reveal his secret because of this.
After making up his mind, Yuan Shi didn't intend to interfere with the disciples' arbitrary opinions, but found a place with a good view on the tree, and sat down comfortably to watch the play.
Cihang's eyes flashed brightly, and he pretended to smile casually: "Little brother Rong also knows us?"
Rong Ze hadn't recovered from the strong impact of "I seem to have traveled to "Fengshen Yanyi"", he said casually: "Of course I know, who wouldn't know the famous Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao?"
Yuan Shi's drooping eyelids suddenly lifted, and he erected himself unknowingly.
In the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the two religions joined forces to "cheat" the way of heaven, allowing the forces of the two religions to survive.After that, the two religions deliberately faded out of the sight of the prehistoric masses and gave up the stage to the Heavenly Court, for fear of jumping too high and attracting another immeasurable calamity.
Therefore, it has developed to this day, although many immortals in the Heavenly Court are from the disciples of the two religions, but the world only knows the Heavenly Court, not the two religions.
Rong Ze's words revealed that he was definitely not an ordinary human, because unless he was a human cultivator, few ordinary people knew the title of "Twelve Golden Immortals of Interpretation and Education".
Cihang and Huanglong didn't think too much about it, they had guessed the relationship between Yuanshi and Rongze beforehand.His answer further proves that he does have a close relationship with Yuan Shi.
After having a good meal of snail noodles, Huang Long's impression of Rong Ze soared.Hearing that Rong Ze praised him as "famous", he beamed with joy, completely treating him as his brother.
"My brother is really well-informed!" Huang Long patted Rong Ze's shoulder vigorously and smiled boldly.
Rong Ze staggered when he was photographed, but thanks to Cihang's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he hurriedly supported him: "Brother Rong, worry."
"Thank you." Rong Ze said weakly.
Unexpectedly, Huanglong's way of expressing friendship is so... bold and unrestrained.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to help him, Ci Hang, who has more eyes than Huang Long, quickly checked his physical condition with his spiritual sense, and couldn't help but slightly frowned:
Not only did this Rong Ze not have any cultivation, but also the aura in his body was very disordered. After injecting spiritual power into him, it was as if he was caught in a strong wind, and he was nowhere to be found.
This is actually a rare physique that cannot be cultivated in the prehistoric world!
Then why did Master save him, and even allow him to live in such a private place as Zhuyufeng?
What is the relationship between this person and Master?
Cihang was full of doubts, and carefully observed Rongze's appearance again.
This boy was born with a good appearance, red lips and white teeth, black hair, well-proportioned bones, long legs and thin waist, even the pickiest person would find it difficult to pick out more faults.
Perhaps, Master wanted him to guard this secret back garden.Cihang speculates.
Everyone in Chanjiao knew that Zhuiyufeng was Yuanshi's private domain, and very few people could enter it.This also means that every plant and tree here needs to be taken care of by Yuan Shi himself, and cannot be trusted to others.
This is not so convenient for Yuanshi who needs to retreat and practice from time to time.
Cihang guessed that Yuanshi probably wanted to choose a Daoist to take care of Zhuyufeng for him, but because of the particularity of Zhuyufeng-there are countless precious spiritual plants and beasts here, so this choice in "Daotong" must be extremely cautious.
It is best for him not to have a cultivation base, because it is difficult for a practitioner to resist the temptation from those rare treasures, and finally make some unforgivable actions.
In fact, this kind of behavior is not uncommon.
Of course, he must also meet certain standards in appearance.
Everyone knows that Yuanshi Tianzun is a perfectionist. Whether it is for himself, his apprentices, or even the Taoist boy who sweeps the gate of Yuxu Palace, he has high requirements: appearance, feet, qualifications... In short, he can enter Yuanshi's eyes Yes, it must not be crooked.
The more Cihang thinks about it, the more she feels that this possibility is very high, and her attitude towards Rong Ze is a little more close to "one of my own".
After thinking for a while, he took out the small willow jade bottle again from the universe in his sleeve, and handed it to Rong Ze with a smile: "Brother Rong, I didn't bring any good things with me when we met for the first time. I hope you don't want this jade bottle." dislike."
The space system magic treasure jade bottle that can suck people in?
Rong Ze was stunned for a moment.Having watched "Fengshen Yanyi", he remembered that this was the portable magic weapon of the Cihangdao people, and it was also a very powerful magic weapon.
Rong Ze's sluggish expression amused Ci Hang, and he couldn't help but said: "Brother Rong, don't get me wrong, this is an ordinary willow jade bottle with nectar in it."
As he spoke, he took out a glazed bottle with a slender neck and a round belly and feet again from the Qiankun in his sleeve, and said, "This is the pure glazed bottle."
Rong Ze still hesitated, not daring to take it.
Of course he has heard of nectar, that thing can bring the dead back to life!
Huang Long also persuaded: "Brother, don't be embarrassed, this is not a treasure, Junior Brother Cihang has a lot of such gadgets at his place. You take care of the forest on weekdays, and the nectar should be very useful to you."
Apparently, he also misunderstood that Rong Ze was the forest guard of Zhuyu Peak.
A trace of doubt flashed in Rong Ze's eyes, but he didn't think much about it.
Out of gratitude to the jade bottle, he also took out the small biscuits he baked earlier from his personal space as a gift in return.
"Delicious." Huang Long gnawed on the milky and crispy butter biscuit, and gave a thumbs up, "Brother Rong, your craftsmanship is really great. By the way, what is the name of this thing, I seem to have never eaten it before."
"It's called a biscuit." Rong Ze smiled and poured a cup of milk tea for the two of them, but Ci Hang just stared at him blankly, not moving his mouth.
He couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, and asked cautiously: "Taoist, is it because the biscuits are not to your liking?"
Cihang shook his head lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Brother Rong also has something in his sleeve?"
It's no wonder Cihang is confused, it's common sense that spiritual power is needed to open the universe in the sleeve.
But this Rong Ze is not a cultivator, and he can't use spiritual power, so how can he use the universe in his sleeve?
Or, is this a magic weapon given to him by the master?
"What's in the sleeves?" Rong Ze was stunned for a moment before he realized that this is another name for the portable space.
Oops.
His heart skipped a beat, and he twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly: "Uh, this..."
It was probably because he hadn't seen "people" for so long that he forgot to conceal the existence of the portable space.
However, he is obviously in the world of practice, so even if his personal space is exposed, there shouldn't be any problem, right?
Thinking of this, he felt relieved a little, calmed down, and said with a smile: "I do have something with me—the universe in my sleeve."
Seeing his indifferent expression, Cihang also felt relieved.He thought to himself, I'm afraid this is indeed the magic weapon of space given to this person by the master, and it seems that it is indeed different from the universe in their sleeves they use.
Cihang didn't take this little episode seriously, but Yuanshi, who hid in the treetops to eavesdrop on their conversation, couldn't help frowning.
If it wasn't for Cihang's "reminder", he really didn't think much about Rong Ze's portable space.After all, as a cultivator, it is quite normal to have a universe in your sleeve, and it is not worth mentioning at all.
But the problem is that Rong Ze is a human race who doesn't know any Taoism, at least on the surface.Where did his "sleeves" come from?
Yuan Shi's smoky purple eyes sparkled, he thought, it was indeed correct to allow his apprentice to approach Rong Ze, and maybe he could find more clues because of it.
Seeing that it was getting late, Cihang and Huanglong bid farewell politely.
Rong Ze felt very reluctant. After time travel, he never had the chance to communicate with people again. Although he was accompanied by all kinds of beasts, he was really lonely to be honest.Today, he finally had the opportunity to have a friendly exchange with the local people (gods), and he felt very happy.
"You...will you come again next time?" Rong Ze hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't help asking.
The two brothers looked at each other: Actually, if they were not attracted by the strange smell of snail noodles, they shouldn't be here today.
However, Master didn't come forward to stop him. Does this mean that he doesn't dislike them meeting Rong Ze?
To be honest, both of them have a certain affection for Rong Ze.
Not only because of his good cooking skills, of course, this reason cannot be ignored, but also because his behavior and conversation are very comfortable, without flattery or pretentious gestures.
Furthermore, Rong Ze's status is obviously very special, making friends with him may not be beneficial to them.
In the end, Cihang came out to be the speaker.
"If we have free time, we will come again." Cihang smiled kindly, "I'm thinking about the barbecue you mentioned, brother Rong. Maybe we will call some senior brothers at that time, don't hold it against you."
Rong Ze heaved a sigh of relief, and showed a big smile: "How come? Then I must show my hand at that time, so as not to disappoint you."
Because of Yuanshi's order, Taoist Cihang has been staying in the dojo where he was afraid of Liusun these days to treat his injuries.
Fortunately, after the chaotic energy was cleared away, Fear Liusun's wound stopped bleeding, and the fracture on his wrist also slowly healed, showing Da Luo Jinxian's extremely strong and domineering vitality.
However, because there are still a few important medicinal materials missing, the Cihangdao people have no way to perform further treatment.
He handed over the matter of collecting herbs to Master Huanglong, and after time calculation, he should be back.
"Senior Brother, you've finally come." Seeing Huang Long's late arrival, Cihang heaved a sigh of relief, and greeted him with a smile.
But he soon realized that Huang Long's expression was not quite right, he felt a sudden shock in his heart, and said cautiously: "Didn't you get the medicine?"
Huanglong's shoulders shook, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he took out a few herbs still stained with fresh soil from his pocket and threw them to Cihang, and said thoughtfully: "Here, the herbs you want."
Cihang handed the medicinal materials to Daotong, and told him the precautions for cooking, then turned to Huanglong, and asked with concern: "Senior brother, what happened?"
Huang Long's face is a barometer, he has always written all his emotions on his face.Everyone can see that he is hiding something in his heart now.
After leaving Zhuyu Peak, Huang Long gradually regained his senses, recalling what he had seen and heard before, he was full of doubts.
He was also about to talk to someone, so he told Cihang what happened at Zhuiyu Peak without hesitation, and at the end he asked questions like a cannonball:
"Junior Brother Cihang, what do you think is the relationship between Master and that human race? Why would he tolerate a human race in his territory? That is Master's new disciple, our little junior brother?"
Other than that, he really couldn't think of any other reason to explain the origin of that human race.
It was also the first time for Cihang to hear about this matter, and the doubts in his heart were not much less than Huanglong's, but his thoughts were much rougher and more delicate than Huanglong's.
After pondering for a moment, he considered and said, "I think that the human race is unlikely to be the new disciple of the master. The master has not personally accepted a disciple for many years, and those outer disciples cannot really be regarded as his disciples. This is one of them. .”
"Secondly, you said that the other party is an ordinary human race, and it seems that there is nothing special about it. In the mind of the master, even if he wants to accept apprentices, he will choose an apprentice with superior aptitude. The possibility of choosing a human race Not very sexual."
"But isn't the human race born with a strong character?" Huang Long asked in confusion.
Cihang smiled and shook his head: "It's true that the human race is born with the bones of the Tao, so they can get twice the result with half the effort. But there is one thing, their lives are fragile and extremely short, and it is difficult for them to withstand all kinds of hardships in the process of cultivation. Think about it How many human races have truly become gods through cultivating since the creation of humans by Saint Nuwa?"
The human race's footsteps are indeed good, but probably because their ancestors were fabricated from mud, they are too fragile compared to other races in the prehistoric.Often they have come to the end of their lives without realizing the true meaning of Tao. Only a very few lucky ones have the opportunity to go far on this road of practice.
Not to mention, even within Chanjiao, there are not so many pure human cultivators like Jiang Ziya, more of them are cultivators with half human blood like Yang Jian, who have both human talent and inhuman Strong physique, strength is often not to be underestimated.
"At least from the outside, that human race should be an ordinary mortal." Huang Long carefully recalled what he saw and heard in Zhuyu Peak, "I don't feel any spiritual power in him."
But if the master hadn't taken a fancy to his aptitude, why would he have allowed him to pick mushrooms at Zhuyu Peak?
Not herbs, but common mushrooms...
The way of heaven is above, even these golden immortals, out of respect for Yuanshi Tianzun, dare not do such nonsense in Zhuiyufeng.
Cihang also had no idea about this, she shook her head and said, "Listening to what you said, I also want to meet that human race."
Huanglong's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Why don't we go to Zhuiyu Peak to have a look?"
"Are you crazy?" Cihang was taken aback, "Master, he—"
"Master didn't say that we won't let us see that human race." Huang Long became more and more excited as he spoke, and struck hard with both hands, "I think it's good, and if we go to Zhuyu Peak again, maybe we can know the details of that human race. "
Master Huanglong was very active, gearing up, he immediately summoned a walking cloud, and rushed towards Zhuiyufeng excitedly.
"Senior brother Huanglong!" Cihang was dumbfounded.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and chased after him.
His intuition told him that this matter was not that simple, he had to prevent his senior brother from getting into trouble again.
For an ascetic of Huanglong's level, traveling thousands of miles a day is a matter of seconds, and he entered the range of Zhuiyu Peak in a short time.
Out of respect for Yuanshi Tianzun, he walked instead of flying.
The Cihang Taoist also quickly caught up and persuaded: "Brother, why don't we go back, I think there is something hidden about this matter, Master may not want to see us do this."
At this moment, Huang Long is fully focused on "deciphering", how can he listen to persuasion?
He shook his head and said, "Junior brother, don't you want to know the identity of that human race?"
"But..." It is impossible to say that there is no curiosity, but Cihang is a little more cautious than him, "Master will place that human race in Zhuiyu Peak, there must be his arrangement, I think we should not It's better to act rashly. I don't think you want to bear the wrath of Master, do you?"
Reminded by Cihang, Huanglong's feverish mind gradually calmed down, and the balance in his heart fluctuated between "satisfying curiosity" and "angering Master".
In the end, the awe of Yuanshi still prevailed, and he sighed heavily: "In this case, let's go—wait a minute, what does this smell like?"
Cihang also smelled that strange smell, the first feeling was that it was smelly, but it didn't seem like an ordinary smell...
"Ouch!" Huang Long retched on the spot, his face showing a disheveled look, "What does this smell like, did someone blow up the cesspit?"
"Brother, please be careful with your words." Cihang reminded helplessly.
"Junior brother, don't you feel the smell?" Huang Long looked breathless, he took out a paper fan from nowhere, and fanned his nose vigorously.
Compared to him, Cihang, who was used to seeing all kinds of sores and diseases, was much calmer. Although the smell was indecent, it was not so unbearable.
only……
He looked solemn: "I can smell it. Senior brother, I suspect there is something weird in front, let's go and have a look."
"But didn't you say it's best not to make Master angry?" Huang Long was stunned, then became excited again, "Okay, Junior Brother wait for me, don't go so fast."
***
A slender white hand lifted the lid of the pot, and hot steam gushed out instantly.
Catalyzed by the hot air, the stench in the air became stronger.
The meadow, which should have been bustling, was empty at this moment.Even the nine-tailed beast that always followed Rong Ze inseparably, squatted far away on the top of the tree, refusing to take half a step closer.
Rong Ze, who was closest to the soup pot, didn't seem to smell the stench that was enough to stun spirit beasts. On the contrary, he smiled with satisfaction after smelling the indescribable smell.
He stirred the soup with a long-handled spoon to mix the various seasonings evenly, scooped a large spoonful of hot soup, poured it on the long and thin vermicelli that had been boiled in cold water, and finally sprinkled it with sour bamboo shoots, peanuts, Capers, bean curd sticks, braised eggs and other rich ingredients.
A bowl of snail noodles with soul should be spicy, sour, fresh and hot, and of course, the ecstasy smell is indispensable.
As a chef with ideals and aspirations, Rong Ze never rejects the smell brought by the food itself.
Stinky mandarin fish, stinky tofu, moldy amaranth stalks... Maybe the smell is not elegant, but the taste is definitely not inferior to other delicious delicacies.
It is not without reason that snail noodles can quickly become popular all over China in just a few years.
The fried bean curd sticks and peanuts are fragrant and crispy, the red oil soup is hot and sour, the rice noodles are smooth and tender, and the finishing touch is the sour bamboo shoots, which are delicious and refreshing with a lingering taste.
Unfortunately, apart from Rong Ze, none of the spirit beasts seemed willing to come forward to enjoy the delicious food.
"Dabai, don't you really want to come and have a bite? It's delicious, I won't lie to you." Rong Ze stood under the tree with a bowl in his hand, trying to persuade the white-haired spirit beast standing on a high branch.
Yuan Shi remained motionless, like a statue.
To be honest, if he hadn't witnessed the process of him pickling the sour bamboo shoots with his own eyes, he would even wonder if this human race wanted to take the opportunity to poison.
How could there be such stinky food in this world?God, he actually ate it!Does he have a problem with his sense of smell?
Yuan Shi stared at Rong Ze in horror and swallowed the whole bowl of noodles, even the soup.
Yuan Shi, who was in shock, didn't notice that his two apprentices were approaching here for a moment.
***
As the stench got closer and closer, the people of Ci Hang Tao had sacrificed the magic treasure jade bottle.
Not to mention Master Huang Long, he pinched his nose with one hand and held a long sword in the other, his jaw was tense, obviously very nervous.
The two of them are like balloons that have been inflated with too much air. Just a little touch will cause the balloon to burst|explode immediately.
However, when they finally arrived at the "place where the incident happened", they were immediately dumbfounded.
There are no decaying corpses, nor the filthy and filthy scene as imagined, and it is not the cesspool that Huanglong guessed—well, although the wording is vulgar, I have to admit that this description is quite accurate.
Yes, just a steaming cauldron and a thin man with a handsome face.
He stood under the tree, holding a big bowl, staring at the two uninvited guests dumbfounded.
Huang Long was the first to react, grabbed Cihang's cuff, and almost jumped up excitedly: "Human race, junior brother, this is the human race I'm talking about!"
Even without the reminder from his senior brother, it was not difficult for Cihang to guess the other party's identity.
Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind for a while, and finally he calmed down, quietly put away the jade bottle, and did not forget to remind Huanglong to put down the long sword.
Rong Ze didn't expect to see the immortal who pointed a sword at him again - from the conversation between the other party and the "old immortal", they knew that they were a master-student relationship.
Thinking of the other party's performance that day, his eyelids twitched heavily, unaware that the soup in the bowl spilled out.
As for Yuan Shi, he was as surprised as anyone present.
The only difference is that he doesn't show it, or that no one can see anything unusual about his fur-covered face.
A gust of wind blew past, and the smell of the smell in the air was blown away a lot.
After a long while, the silence was finally broken.
"Want to eat snail noodles?" Rong Ze raised the bowl and smiled kindly at the two uninvited guests, "It may smell a bit strange, but the taste will definitely not disappoint you."
***
Huanglong stiffly took the bowl of bright red powder with a strange smell. To be honest, he seriously doubted whether this thing called "snail powder" could be eaten.
But under Cihang's gaze, he still closed his eyes, pinched his nose, and brought the bowl to his mouth resignedly.
"how is the taste?"
The clear and clear laughter woke Huanglong from his dull state.
He raised his head in disbelief, without bothering to wipe off the fine sweat from the tip of his nose, took a light breath, and stammered, "This, this smell, absolutely nothing!"
He never thought that the extreme smell and the extreme fragrance can appear at the same time, which is simply a miracle of creation.
There is no chef who does not love to hear compliments from diners.
Rong Ze's eyebrows slowly stretched out, and he smiled brightly: "It's good if you like to eat."
Cihang was obviously also conquered by the spicy and sour taste, but he was much more reserved than his senior brother Huang Long, he didn't speak the whole time, just buried his head in eating.
"Junior Brother, you are so cunning!" Huang Long suddenly screamed, pointing at Ci Hang and said angrily, "Don't think I didn't see that you secretly filled another bowl."
"Cough." Cihang put down the bowl and chopsticks in embarrassment, and said to Rong Ze, "Sorry, I made you laugh."
Rong Ze rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "How could that be?"
Cihang hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and asked, "Excuse me, I don't know what to call my little brother?"
"My name is Rong Ze." Rong Ze was actually very curious about their identities, but he was too embarrassed to speak up just now, and now he finally had the opportunity to ask, "How about you?"
"I am Master Huanglong, and this is my junior brother Ci Hangdao." Huanglong said vaguely with a big mouthful of rice noodles.
Real Huanglong?Cihangdao people?
Rong Ze's smile suddenly froze on his face.
Due to family conditions, he was unable to continue his studies after the nine-year compulsory education. After graduating from junior high school, he went to various restaurants to learn from chefs, but this does not mean that he is semi-literate.On the contrary, reading is his other hobby besides cooking.
He has also watched "Feng Shen Yan Yi" and is no stranger to these two names.
The change in Rong Ze's face did not escape the eyes of the three pairs present.
Yes, Yuan Shi is also there.
Although the apprentice's sudden appearance caught him off guard, he did not intend to avoid it. This was his decision after careful consideration.
For one thing, no one knows "Lu Wu" anyway, and no one knows that Lu Wu is actually the incarnation of Yuanshi Tianzun, so he doesn't have to worry about his identity being exposed.
Secondly, he also wanted to know how Rong Ze would react to the visit of his two apprentices.
Maybe he will reveal his secret because of this.
After making up his mind, Yuan Shi didn't intend to interfere with the disciples' arbitrary opinions, but found a place with a good view on the tree, and sat down comfortably to watch the play.
Cihang's eyes flashed brightly, and he pretended to smile casually: "Little brother Rong also knows us?"
Rong Ze hadn't recovered from the strong impact of "I seem to have traveled to "Fengshen Yanyi"", he said casually: "Of course I know, who wouldn't know the famous Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao?"
Yuan Shi's drooping eyelids suddenly lifted, and he erected himself unknowingly.
In the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the two religions joined forces to "cheat" the way of heaven, allowing the forces of the two religions to survive.After that, the two religions deliberately faded out of the sight of the prehistoric masses and gave up the stage to the Heavenly Court, for fear of jumping too high and attracting another immeasurable calamity.
Therefore, it has developed to this day, although many immortals in the Heavenly Court are from the disciples of the two religions, but the world only knows the Heavenly Court, not the two religions.
Rong Ze's words revealed that he was definitely not an ordinary human, because unless he was a human cultivator, few ordinary people knew the title of "Twelve Golden Immortals of Interpretation and Education".
Cihang and Huanglong didn't think too much about it, they had guessed the relationship between Yuanshi and Rongze beforehand.His answer further proves that he does have a close relationship with Yuan Shi.
After having a good meal of snail noodles, Huang Long's impression of Rong Ze soared.Hearing that Rong Ze praised him as "famous", he beamed with joy, completely treating him as his brother.
"My brother is really well-informed!" Huang Long patted Rong Ze's shoulder vigorously and smiled boldly.
Rong Ze staggered when he was photographed, but thanks to Cihang's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he hurriedly supported him: "Brother Rong, worry."
"Thank you." Rong Ze said weakly.
Unexpectedly, Huanglong's way of expressing friendship is so... bold and unrestrained.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to help him, Ci Hang, who has more eyes than Huang Long, quickly checked his physical condition with his spiritual sense, and couldn't help but slightly frowned:
Not only did this Rong Ze not have any cultivation, but also the aura in his body was very disordered. After injecting spiritual power into him, it was as if he was caught in a strong wind, and he was nowhere to be found.
This is actually a rare physique that cannot be cultivated in the prehistoric world!
Then why did Master save him, and even allow him to live in such a private place as Zhuyufeng?
What is the relationship between this person and Master?
Cihang was full of doubts, and carefully observed Rongze's appearance again.
This boy was born with a good appearance, red lips and white teeth, black hair, well-proportioned bones, long legs and thin waist, even the pickiest person would find it difficult to pick out more faults.
Perhaps, Master wanted him to guard this secret back garden.Cihang speculates.
Everyone in Chanjiao knew that Zhuiyufeng was Yuanshi's private domain, and very few people could enter it.This also means that every plant and tree here needs to be taken care of by Yuan Shi himself, and cannot be trusted to others.
This is not so convenient for Yuanshi who needs to retreat and practice from time to time.
Cihang guessed that Yuanshi probably wanted to choose a Daoist to take care of Zhuyufeng for him, but because of the particularity of Zhuyufeng-there are countless precious spiritual plants and beasts here, so this choice in "Daotong" must be extremely cautious.
It is best for him not to have a cultivation base, because it is difficult for a practitioner to resist the temptation from those rare treasures, and finally make some unforgivable actions.
In fact, this kind of behavior is not uncommon.
Of course, he must also meet certain standards in appearance.
Everyone knows that Yuanshi Tianzun is a perfectionist. Whether it is for himself, his apprentices, or even the Taoist boy who sweeps the gate of Yuxu Palace, he has high requirements: appearance, feet, qualifications... In short, he can enter Yuanshi's eyes Yes, it must not be crooked.
The more Cihang thinks about it, the more she feels that this possibility is very high, and her attitude towards Rong Ze is a little more close to "one of my own".
After thinking for a while, he took out the small willow jade bottle again from the universe in his sleeve, and handed it to Rong Ze with a smile: "Brother Rong, I didn't bring any good things with me when we met for the first time. I hope you don't want this jade bottle." dislike."
The space system magic treasure jade bottle that can suck people in?
Rong Ze was stunned for a moment.Having watched "Fengshen Yanyi", he remembered that this was the portable magic weapon of the Cihangdao people, and it was also a very powerful magic weapon.
Rong Ze's sluggish expression amused Ci Hang, and he couldn't help but said: "Brother Rong, don't get me wrong, this is an ordinary willow jade bottle with nectar in it."
As he spoke, he took out a glazed bottle with a slender neck and a round belly and feet again from the Qiankun in his sleeve, and said, "This is the pure glazed bottle."
Rong Ze still hesitated, not daring to take it.
Of course he has heard of nectar, that thing can bring the dead back to life!
Huang Long also persuaded: "Brother, don't be embarrassed, this is not a treasure, Junior Brother Cihang has a lot of such gadgets at his place. You take care of the forest on weekdays, and the nectar should be very useful to you."
Apparently, he also misunderstood that Rong Ze was the forest guard of Zhuyu Peak.
A trace of doubt flashed in Rong Ze's eyes, but he didn't think much about it.
Out of gratitude to the jade bottle, he also took out the small biscuits he baked earlier from his personal space as a gift in return.
"Delicious." Huang Long gnawed on the milky and crispy butter biscuit, and gave a thumbs up, "Brother Rong, your craftsmanship is really great. By the way, what is the name of this thing, I seem to have never eaten it before."
"It's called a biscuit." Rong Ze smiled and poured a cup of milk tea for the two of them, but Ci Hang just stared at him blankly, not moving his mouth.
He couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, and asked cautiously: "Taoist, is it because the biscuits are not to your liking?"
Cihang shook his head lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Brother Rong also has something in his sleeve?"
It's no wonder Cihang is confused, it's common sense that spiritual power is needed to open the universe in the sleeve.
But this Rong Ze is not a cultivator, and he can't use spiritual power, so how can he use the universe in his sleeve?
Or, is this a magic weapon given to him by the master?
"What's in the sleeves?" Rong Ze was stunned for a moment before he realized that this is another name for the portable space.
Oops.
His heart skipped a beat, and he twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly: "Uh, this..."
It was probably because he hadn't seen "people" for so long that he forgot to conceal the existence of the portable space.
However, he is obviously in the world of practice, so even if his personal space is exposed, there shouldn't be any problem, right?
Thinking of this, he felt relieved a little, calmed down, and said with a smile: "I do have something with me—the universe in my sleeve."
Seeing his indifferent expression, Cihang also felt relieved.He thought to himself, I'm afraid this is indeed the magic weapon of space given to this person by the master, and it seems that it is indeed different from the universe in their sleeves they use.
Cihang didn't take this little episode seriously, but Yuanshi, who hid in the treetops to eavesdrop on their conversation, couldn't help frowning.
If it wasn't for Cihang's "reminder", he really didn't think much about Rong Ze's portable space.After all, as a cultivator, it is quite normal to have a universe in your sleeve, and it is not worth mentioning at all.
But the problem is that Rong Ze is a human race who doesn't know any Taoism, at least on the surface.Where did his "sleeves" come from?
Yuan Shi's smoky purple eyes sparkled, he thought, it was indeed correct to allow his apprentice to approach Rong Ze, and maybe he could find more clues because of it.
Seeing that it was getting late, Cihang and Huanglong bid farewell politely.
Rong Ze felt very reluctant. After time travel, he never had the chance to communicate with people again. Although he was accompanied by all kinds of beasts, he was really lonely to be honest.Today, he finally had the opportunity to have a friendly exchange with the local people (gods), and he felt very happy.
"You...will you come again next time?" Rong Ze hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't help asking.
The two brothers looked at each other: Actually, if they were not attracted by the strange smell of snail noodles, they shouldn't be here today.
However, Master didn't come forward to stop him. Does this mean that he doesn't dislike them meeting Rong Ze?
To be honest, both of them have a certain affection for Rong Ze.
Not only because of his good cooking skills, of course, this reason cannot be ignored, but also because his behavior and conversation are very comfortable, without flattery or pretentious gestures.
Furthermore, Rong Ze's status is obviously very special, making friends with him may not be beneficial to them.
In the end, Cihang came out to be the speaker.
"If we have free time, we will come again." Cihang smiled kindly, "I'm thinking about the barbecue you mentioned, brother Rong. Maybe we will call some senior brothers at that time, don't hold it against you."
Rong Ze heaved a sigh of relief, and showed a big smile: "How come? Then I must show my hand at that time, so as not to disappoint you."
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