"Junior Sister Luo and Junior Brother Xie haven't come out yet?" Wu Jie once again came to the cave where the two were retreating, but saw An Ziqing still refining elixirs at the door. The doors of the two stone chambers were still closed, and the aura behind the doors was chaotic and difficult to distinguish.
Still not clear.
An Ziqing shrugged and smiled helplessly: "How can it be so easy to rush to the realm of Ning Yuan in one breath? I'm afraid they haven't come out yet after I've refined the Furnace Heaven Luck Pill."
Wu Jie's spiritual thoughts swept over and saw that the twelve elixirs nourished by potions in the elixir furnace were only in their early stages, and he couldn't help but sigh.
The Tianyun Pill is a magical elixir that claims to be able to change your luck against the heavens. In fact, its effect is to temporarily overdraw your future luck, exchanging the misfortune of the next few months or even years for the moment of happiness in front of you.
This approach may seem silly at first glance, but in fact, at a critical moment, a little bit of luck may determine life or death. As for unlucky moments in the future - if you can recover your life, what does it matter even if you are unlucky?
The formula of Tianyun Dan is not complicated, even Wu Jie knows it. However, during the refining process, it not only requires strict control of the furnace temperature and the ratio of raw materials in the furnace, but also requires constant maintenance with a pure heart. Refining it is so
A furnace of elixir must be used without sleep for a whole thousand days!
Although the monks have a body without leakage after entering the realm of refining, theoretically there is no problem if they don’t eat, drink or sleep. However, a body without leakage does not mean that it is made of steel. They will still be hungry and thirsty.
You will get tired. Almost no one can stand it without sleep for three years.
This is also the reason why there are very few high-quality elixirs in the world of immortality today - the method of fire refining has been basically eliminated because the success rate is too low; although the success rate of water refining method has been greatly improved, the long-term process of elixir refining can be said to be
Not many people can tolerate torture.
Because of this, the Shendan Anjia is a family that is only at the highest level of Lian Gang, and has achieved a status that is no less than that of many middle-level sects.
Behind this honor is the hard work of An family members who work hard day and night, and it is a responsibility that is so heavy that it is almost breathless!
When Wu Jie thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh again.
An Ziqing has been guarding this furnace elixir for almost two years. He has a unique secret method of using thunder and lightning to stimulate himself to boost his spirit. He is not particularly tired yet, but he is very clear that his description must be a bit embarrassing. Seeing Wu Jie at this moment
Sigh, I still don’t understand what the senior brother is thinking!
"Senior Brother, our An family is not good at literature or martial arts. No matter whether it is cultivation or fighting skills, there is nothing we can do. What we rely on to live and work is just the art of alchemy. In this case, it's okay to work harder.
What?"
He smiled slightly, with a hint of vicissitudes in his smile: "The secret method of our settlement is actually not a secret, but why can't most of the sects in the world learn it? It just depends on whether you are willing to pay. If you are willing to devote time and energy, you can
To become a good alchemist, how can those people who soar in the sky and travel across the nine states spend their good time on this?"
Wu Jie hesitated for a moment and said, "Junior brother, if you are willing, I can help you recreate the method of refining by fire..."
"No need, the shortcomings of the fire-refining method have been proven by time. Senior brother, your fire-controlling skills are superb. Maybe you can really reproduce this unique skill, but so what? Can there be another you in the world?
Such a person? What’s the point of spending so much time and effort recreating a skill that is destined to become unheard of?”
"Elder brother, you are like the red sun, destined to shine brightly on the Nine Provinces. You should spend your time and energy on improving your cultivation and combat power. For us at Qingyang Temple, this is your greatest
Responsibility - don’t forget, you are the one who will have to bear the entire Qingyang View sooner or later!”
Wu Jie was silent for a long time and nodded.
"Then...it's up to you to watch this."
"It's not troublesome. It's just alchemy anyway. It's the same everywhere."
After coming down from the cave where he was retreating, Wu Jie couldn't help but feel a little heavy.
Since he condensed his true energy, although his status in the sect has been further improved, the responsibilities on his shoulders have also become much heavier. Whether it is his junior fellow apprentices or older senior uncles, they often show this when talking to him.
expectations for him.
This trust and appreciation is both an honor and a responsibility.
Although Wu Jie is very willing to take on this responsibility, if he asks himself, he is a little less confident.
"Can I really do as well as everyone expects?" Back in the bamboo house, he looked at the young-looking face in the mirror, but his eyes were already full of maturity, and couldn't help but whisper to himself
He said, "Am I really... able to carry the entire Qingyang Temple?"
"Who knows...don't you think it's too far to think about these things?" Jasmine advised, "It's too late to think about it when the trouble comes."
"That's right, fourth brother, don't think too much. There are still so many Huandan Patriarchs in your sect, and you won't be needed to take over the lead for a long time." Du Ruo said with a smile, "I do have something.
I'm going to trouble you."
"Third Sister, just ask, why should we talk about the word 'trouble' between us!"
Du Ruo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I recently developed a new type of pastry with a very unique taste. Go and spread it."
"This is simple." Wu Jie smiled and started down the mountain.
A few days later, a new type of dish appeared all over Kyushu. It was a pastry made from cactus. Although it was still a bit green in the mouth, it had a special fragrance. After taking a bite, the greenness was gone.
The fragrance lingered in the mouth, and people liked it immediately.
"I also researched a soup dish, please help me promote it."
"good."
Still a few days later, a soup that mixed beans and sea vegetables to create a broth-like taste suddenly appeared in many restaurants all over the country. When you drink this soup while it's hot, it feels warm.
The thick and fragrant flavor makes many people who have not known the taste of meat for a long time smile with joy.
"Well...I still have a few more dishes..."
"Okay, okay, I'll help you promote it."
One after another new dishes are popping up all over Kyushu like bamboo shoots after a rain. They have different flavors, but they can all be made with only some common ingredients. Strictly speaking, these dishes are not exquisite, nor can they be said to be special.
It's delicious, but ordinary people can afford it. Even poor people can make it with a little effort.
Nowadays, the drought that has lasted for many years in Kyushu has come to an end. There is water flowing in the rivers again, and the dry land has gradually begun to turn green. But after all, it is still in the dry period, the harvest in the fields is not much, and the animals in the mountains are also very rare.
Although people know that the days will get better in the future, they still have to live a life similar to before, and they are inevitably a little sad despite the expectations. The appearance of these dishes allows them to comfort their stomachs after years of hard work.
Let your tongue and teeth, which have been fighting against damn cacti, seaweed and the like all year round, have a little fun.
Ordinary people are actually very easy to be satisfied. These dishes that may have been dismissed at all in good years are now making countless families smile. When the mouth and stomach are satisfied, they will be more energetic when working, and they will be more optimistic about the future.
Have confidence.
"Everyone is very happy!" Under the moonlight, sitting on the thin clouds very close to the ground, Du Ruo smiled happily as he looked at the town with a vaguely prosperous climate below him from a distance.
Wu Jie also laughed. These days, he has been traveling around. Not only must he try to promote those dishes, but he must also use magic as little as possible. After all, it is not a good thing for immortals to interfere in the world with magic.
If money can solve the problem, there is no need to resort to magic.
After a busy day, he only felt that his negotiation ability had improved a lot. If reality were a game, he would probably have received prompts such as "You have had a successful negotiation and your negotiation ability has improved" more than once.
Bar.
When it comes to hard work, it is hard work. Even immortals like ease and hate labor. Especially this kind of labor that does not require magic is even more tiring. But despite the hard work, he also has a sense of accomplishment. Looking at each one
The dishes are popularized, and more and more laughter is heard from thousands of households, and the tiredness and hard work are nothing.
"Third Sister, your idea is so good! Although we can't increase the harvest in the fields all at once, we can make people eat better." Wu Jie laughed for a while and couldn't help but praise, "The same thing
, made in different ways, the taste is completely different - why didn’t we think of it before!”
"That's because you always think about problems from the perspective of immortals instead of from the perspective of diners." Du Ruo said with a smile, "I am different from you. I am a diner first, and then an immortal - no,
I can't be considered a fairy yet... Maybe it's because I'm not a fairy yet that I can look at problems from another perspective and find another solution."
Wu Jie nodded. What Du Ruo said made sense. The process of a cultivator gradually becoming an immortal is also a process of gradually breaking away from the world. There are so many monks in the world, but no one has thought of helping people improve their lives by improving the taste of dishes.
This is a good counterexample.
Senior Zhang Guangli, who has already ascended to Heaven, is probably an exception, but he has been away from this world for many years - in fact, he had already ascended when the drought had just begun.
"Maybe... Third sister, I think maybe you can take over from Senior Zhang and become the new Kitchen God!"
"Stop being ridiculous! How is that possible!"
"It may not be impossible. Aren't there many people worshiping the Kitchen God these days? God is selfless. Since it is your credit, this incense will naturally fall on your head."
"Haha, then I'm going to become the Kitchen Goddess? That sounds terrible!" Du Ruo pouted, "It's more like being called the 'God of Cookery'!"
Before she finished speaking, the sky suddenly flashed, and countless golden light spots appeared out of thin air, forming a beam of light and falling on top of her head.
After the light dissipated, Du Ruo's figure suddenly changed.
She usually wears red clothes, because this is what she wore when she died, and it is part of her "death appearance". As a ghost, she cannot change her "death appearance" unless she uses magic power. But at this moment, the red clothes on her body
But she changed into a gorgeous robe, with many dishes embroidered with gold thread on the robe, and the front and back were embroidered with scenes of banquets filled with people drinking and laughing. And on top of her head appeared a gorgeous crown, inlaid with
All kinds of precious jewelry, colorful.
Such a picture should be funny, but when it appears on her robe, it has a warm and solemn feeling, which makes people feel approachable and respectable, without the slightest hint of blasphemy.
In Wu Jie's eyes, the ghostly aura on Du Ruo's body has disappeared and turned into a noble and majestic aura. If she didn't embody more of the smell of human fireworks, I'm afraid even if she claims to be a queen, she will have
Do large numbers of people believe it?
Of course she is not a queen, but she is a being far more noble than a human emperor.
"What is this? You can become a god with just one sentence?" Du Ruo was dumbfounded, stretched out his hand to tug on the brocade robe on his body, and touched the crown that suddenly appeared on his head. He hesitated for a while before accepting the fact, "I have really become the God of Cookery.
Already?"
"It should not be completely transformed yet." Wu Jie had calmed down and compared the records of the sect, he said calmly, "It is not compulsory to become a humane god. If you are not willing to be the god of food, you can resign within seven days. But the position of god
You can resign, but the protection of humanity cannot be relinquished, and the divine light on your body cannot completely disappear. No matter where you go in the future, you will be easily spotted."
"It's fine if you can resign!" Du Ruo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up respectfully, and saluted the sky, "Oh my God, I'm just talking for fun, and I don't want to be a god of food. I have delicious food and drink.
Sharing it with everyone is what a person who loves food should do. I feel very ashamed to have become a god for this."
After she finished speaking, she seemed to hear something, but Wu Jie, who was close at hand, heard nothing.
After a while, Du Ruo shook his head and saluted again: "Please spare me! To be honest, I am a very lazy person. I don't have much ability... It's just about eating and sleeping. You let me manage the food in the world."
, I really can’t do this... No, no, no! Even if you give me some more ability, it won’t work! I really don’t like this..."
There was a faint sigh in the sky, and the brocade robe and crown on Du Ruo's body disappeared without a trace, but there were still many golden stars surrounding her, reflecting the vitality of her originally full of gloomy ghostly aura.
"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Du Ruo soon discovered his situation and hurriedly saluted to the sky again, "To be honest, this is what I like and need the most! Having a body of flesh and blood, being able to eat, drink and have fun with everyone,
This is the happiest thing!"
There was a faint smile in the sky, and then it fell silent again.
Wu Jie waited for a long time, but when nothing happened, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Third sister, don't you feel it's a pity that you declined the position of the God of Cookery?"
"It's a pity, what's the benefit of becoming a god?" Du Ruo said with a smile, "I'm fine as I am now."
As she spoke, the amazingly powerful Yin Qi that had already accumulated in her body burned violently, as if ignited by a little flame. In an instant, Yang emerged from the Yin, and merged with the countless light spots around her, turning into a peaceful warmth.
This meant, and a strong strong wind came up, supporting her body, blowing her clothes, and her skirts fluttering, like a fairy.
"I don't want to be a food god, but being a food god seems like a good idea." Du Ruoyan smiled, her brows filled with joy.
This was the expression she always had when she was alive, but from her death to now, it was the first time in decades that Wu Jie saw her regain such a smile.
