Time passed little by little while Mr. Gong was explaining the art of shape-changing.
Soon, it was already the moon above the treetops.
Just when one of them was speaking seriously and the other was listening in rapt attention.
Gong Xiaocai walked out of the kitchen in the backyard with a big spoon in her hand and an apron on, and said, "Stop studying, come and eat!"
"Um?"
Su Ming was awakened by Gong Xiaocai's reminder. He looked up at the sky and saw that night had fallen.
Xifang District in Qingshuifang City is not as lively as Dongfang District. Usually at this time, most shops will be closed, and everyone is either practicing behind closed doors or preparing goods for sale the next day.
Today, Gong Lao's paper shop closed early because of Su Ming.
Now seeing that Mr. Gong and his family were about to eat, Su Ming was naturally embarrassed to bother him any more, so he immediately held up his hands and said, "Lao Gong, Xiaocai, it's getting late, so I'll go back first!"
Hearing this, Gong Xiaocai muttered.
Gong Lao glanced at the kitchen and persuaded him to stay: "Let's stay and have a simple meal. Although Xiaocai is lazy in training, her cooking skills are still very good."
Hearing Mr. Gong's praise, Gong Xiaocai raised her fair neck and said with a smile: "The braised fish I make is no worse than the Kelaixiang Restaurant in Dongfang District."
Seeing the cordial invitation from the two of them, Su Ming thought for a moment, nodded and said with a smile: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obey, and try your craft, Xiaocai."
Gong Xiaocai is not bragging, her cooking skills are indeed extraordinary.
Especially the fish she grilled is delicious and unforgettable.
Even though Su Ming had reached the middle stage of Qi training and could live without food, he almost swallowed his tongue when he suddenly tasted such delicious food.
In addition, the spirit fish is a kind of spiritual fish, and its function is similar to that of spiritual rice. If eaten regularly, it will be of great benefit to the monks in the Qi training period.
Although eating food like spiritual rice and spiritual fish is not as good as taking spiritual pills, it is already the most luxurious cultivation condition for casual cultivators.
Not every casual cultivator can be as arrogant as Su Ming, who keeps taking spiritual pills to practice.
"Come on, Xiao Su."
"Mr. Gong, please."
Seeing Mr. Gong toasting him, Su Ming quickly stood up.
If in the past, he only thought that these two grandfathers and grandsons were good people, after getting along with each other for more than ten days, Su Ming had sincerely approved of these two grandfathers and grandsons.
Especially during this time, Mr. Gong devoted himself to teaching him the art of shape-changing, which made Su Ming feel the warmth that he had not seen for a long time.
It is said that monks are ruthless, but in Su Ming's opinion, this is not necessarily the case.
At least, the relationship between Mr. Gong and Gong Xiaocai, the grandfather and grandson, was full of the warmth that should be expected between relatives. Su Ming couldn't help but think of his parents in his previous life, and wondered what it would be like for his parents without him.
Seeing Su Ming's silence, Mr. Gong thought he was thinking of Su's father again, so he changed the subject and said, "Xiao Su, what are your plans for the future?"
"I?"
Su Ming shook his head, "I haven't thought about it yet."
"You have to think,"
Mr. Gong sighed, "Although you are young now, for a monk in the Qi training period, there is not much optimal time for practice. If you are over fifty and still unable to build a foundation, the possibility of building a foundation will become increasingly difficult in the future."
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With that said, Mr. Gong raised a glass of spiritual wine and drank it in one gulp.
"Building the foundation."
Su Ming sighed, "For us casual cultivators, building a foundation is so difficult."
"Yes, casual cultivation is difficult, so if you want to make a difference in your cultivation, you have to join a big sect."
Gonglao looked at Su Ming steadily, "You have a chance."
Hearing this, Su Ming was shocked, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Mr. Gong, please don't make fun of this junior. As a monk with three spiritual roots, how can I have any chance of joining a large sect."
"You have great talent in refining weapons. You can take this path and join a large sect."
Upon hearing this, Su Ming immediately fell silent.
"Do you think you've been leaving early and coming back late these past two years, and no one on our street knows what you're doing?"
Seeing Su Ming's silence, Mr. Gong said with a smile, "You are wrong, Qingshuifang City looks quite big, but as long as there are people with intentions, even the slightest disturbance here will not escape their eyes."
Hearing this, Su Ming's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated.
He pretended to be a little embarrassed on the surface, and said with cupped hands: "I didn't mean to hide it, it's just that my father passed away and my cultivation level is low, so..."
"You don't have to explain,"
Mr. Gong waved his hand, "You are right. If you want to live in this world of immortality for a long time, you must be careful in everything."
Su Ming nodded and stopped talking.
After drinking and eating, Su Ming said goodbye to Mr. Gong and Mr. Gong. However, as soon as he walked out of the door of Mr. Gong's paper shop, Gong Xiaocai chased after him mysteriously.
"Brother Su Ming, have you decided which sect you will join in the future?"
Su Ming shook his head and said, "I really have never considered this matter."
"That's it. My grandfather hopes that I can join the Xianxia Sect in the future, but the Xianxia Sect is not in Lizhou. I may leave in two years."
Gong Xiaocai leaned on the door, looking up at Su Ming under the moonlight, "Brother Su Ming, are you going to the Xianxia Sect?"
"I"
Su Ming smiled bitterly, "I don't even know where the Xianxia Sect is."
"Don't you know? My grandfather only told me that this is a large sect. If I join it, I will definitely have the opportunity to build a foundation in the future."
When Su Ming heard this, his heart moved, and he asked: "I would like to ask, Xiaocai, what kind of spiritual root do you have?"
"I have dual spiritual roots, brother Su Ming, don't you know?"
Gong Xiaocai looked at Su Ming strangely.
Double spiritual roots!
Su Ming was shocked. No wonder Mr. Gong had the confidence to let Gong Xiaocai join the big sect.
"Oh, right,"
Gong Xiaocai seemed to remember something, blushed, took out a small cloth bag embroidered with red flowers from her waist and handed it over, saying, "Here, this is for you."
"This is."
Su Ming took the cloth bag and found that what was inside was fiery red jujubes.
These fiery red jujubes are crystal clear, just like the rosy cheeks of a spring girl.
"I brought this back to you yesterday when I went out with my grandpa to collect the goods. You can try it."
"Well, thank you, Xiaocai."
Su Ming raised his head and said with a smile.
"Brother Su Ming."
"Um?"
Gong Xiaocai mustered up her courage: "I think you are different from when you were a child."
Su Ming was shocked, then smiled and said: "People can change."
"Too,"
Gong Xiaocai nodded, then smiled and said, "I just don't know what you will look like when we meet again in the future."
Under the moonlight.
Gong Xiaocai raised her pretty face and looked at the handsome Su Ming with spring eyes.
Seeing her loving eyes, Su Ming's heartbeat couldn't help but slow down a beat.
"I will definitely become more handsome and chic."
Su Ming joked.
Who knew that when Gong Xiaocai heard this, her cheeks immediately turned red, she turned around and ran back to the paper shop.
Looking at Gong Xiaocai's petite fleeing figure, Su Ming shook his head: "Girls in the world of immortality are really precocious."