After not seeing each other for a few days, Jiang Sibai missed Fairy Qiushuang very much.
So I cooked a pot of rice paste myself, and took some freshly made fish mince and mixed it well.
Although it looks a little ugly, it is definitely rich in nutrients.
He fed the Qiushuang Fairy spoonful by spoonful, but found that the fairy was very well-behaved and she would eat whatever was fed to her. Her pretty face was adorable and lovable.
Jiang Sibai couldn't help but pinch Fairy Qiu Shuang's pretty face, and immediately received an angry look from his mentor, as if he had done something worse than a pig or a dog.
Later in the afternoon, Jiang Sibai finally left.
"Master, the surimi in the earthen jar can be eaten for a few days. It's freezing out here and I'm not afraid it will go bad. I'll send it back to you in a few days after you finish eating it."
Taoist Mo Shang said, "Don't bother me. What do you want as a teacher here?"
"You'd better practice well on your own, don't delay your practice."
Jiang Sibai shook his head and said, "What I'm most afraid of is that there are little thorns in this surimi. Disciples are really worried about the surimi made by others. After all, Qiuniang is still so young."
Taoist Mo Shang stretched out his hand and caressed the head of the young man in front of him and said, "You are a child who cares about others."
"Okay then, just prepare something for Qiuniang. As a teacher, you don't need to prepare anything else."
Jiang Sibai responded in an extremely perfunctory manner, and then said goodbye to his mentor.
Unknowingly, it seems that I have truly fulfilled the saying, "Once a teacher, always a father."
The relationship between Taoist Mo Shang and Jiang Sibai is really like that of father and son. Although they were indifferent at first, now they have gradually become friendly and considerate.
It's like a father and son who care about each other.
At that time Jiang Sibai turned around and left.
Naturally, I also used the practical Taoist technique of shrinking into an inch to help me on my way home. The fifty-mile journey was reached in half a quarter of an hour without any hurry.
Jiang Sibai took out a bottle and poured a drop of 'Emperor Jade Dew' for himself to drink. The little bit of consumption would be quickly replenished.
The principle of action of Yuji Yulu is to stimulate the body to produce more qi and blood by enhancing its own nutritional intake.
Then the qi and blood are transformed into essence, and then into true qi.
This transformation process is actually quite slow, and the better your body is, the more effective it will be if you take the Jade Dew. It feels like a 'food supplement' in the spiritual world.
When Jiang Sibai arrived in Baiyi, he went to Butler Zhong and said, "Old Zhong, I have an idea and I need your help to realize it."
Butler Zhong was surprised. Young Master Xiaobai came to ask for help. This was really rare.
"Young master, just say that I will do my best."
Jiang Sibai said: "I want to take over my junior sister and her nurse to take care of them. Can you make arrangements here?"
Butler Zhong was quite surprised by this request, but he lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Give me a day to prepare. I have to clear a room and I have a lot of things to prepare."
Jiang Sibai nodded happily and said, "If you need anything, it's okay to ask. I can also help."
So on the next day, Jiang Sibai was busy helping to pack things, and even Teacher Dabai also helped.
Well, it is responsible for catching some prey from the wild to provide food for everyone.
Anyway, ever since everyone discovered how capable this 'big dog' is, they all like it very much.
In fact, some people think it is a fox.
But how can a normal fox grow so big and have such a round belly?
Moreover, this 'Laifu' can also stick out its tongue and wag its tail, and purr in a cute manner. Who would believe it if it is not a dog?
Anyway, Jiang Sibai felt that the fox was a real dog. Didn’t the news he saw in his previous life also include the interesting story of ‘foxes in the suburbs of London are turning into dogs’?
One day later, he set off to Jicheng again to meet his mentor, Taoist Mo Shang.
"Xiaobai, why are you here again? Have you encountered any difficulties in practice?"
Jiang Sibai said sincerely: "Master, I am here to pick up Qiuniang. I plan to take Qiuniang to my place in Baiyi to raise her."
Taoist Mo Shang was startled when he heard this and said: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate. If I go to your place, wouldn't it delay your practice?"
Jiang Sibai said: "But staying here will delay your practice, Master."
"Don't worry, Master. I'm just raising Qiuniang in the village. Teacher Dabai will always take care of her there. Disciples usually live in Jishui Thatched Cottage, so it won't delay their practice."
Taoist Mo Shang refused again.
Jiang Sibai tried to persuade her again and again, saying that everything at home was ready and she was just waiting for her junior sister to come and live there.
He also said that Master can come to visit often, and it is not a big deal to travel fifty miles even if the ground is reduced to an inch.
Besides, growing up in a deep palace compound may not be a good thing for children. It would be better to be comfortable in the countryside with the sky and the high ground.
In short, Taoist Mo Shang was finally moved by Jiang Sibai's general words.
After all, it was not a good thing for him, an old Taoist priest, to always have women living in his Taoist palace. He also knew that his apprentice was afraid of delaying his practice and was out of filial piety.
Finally he nodded and said: "That's fine, let's clean up today and call the carriage early tomorrow morning for the wet nurse and Qiu Niang to go there together."
Jiang Sibai breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
However, this tidying up was none of his business, so he simply left and went to the Han family's blacksmith shop.
This time he wanted to build something again.
"Sir, why are you here?"
In the blacksmith shop where the sound of forging could be heard all the time, Blacksmith Han greeted me honestly and honestly as always.
Jiang Sibai said: "I have some ideas and want to make a sword again. Please help me light the fire."
"okay!"
Blacksmith Han became excited and immediately went to pull the bellows to blow the fire. Jiang Sibai saw the hammer hanging on the wall and took it down to weigh it.
"It seems a little light."
Blacksmith Han said: "Young master has been growing up. He will be seventeen years old after the New Year. His body bones must have become stronger. The hammer he used when he was fifteen must be too light."
Jiang Sibai was slightly disappointed when he heard this and said: "Well, I'll make do with it this time. Later, Old Han, you have to help me prepare another guy who can take advantage of me."
"Okay." Blacksmith Han said, "Sir, I have iron ingots that have been forged for thirty years. Can I use these iron ingots to make it directly?"
He wanted to please Jiang Sibai.
However, Jiang Sibai shook his head and said, "Let's start from the beginning. The Hundred Refinements won't take much time anyway."
Blacksmith Han nodded excitedly after hearing this: "You can see the master's unique skills again, which is very good."
Jiang Sibai had already smashed the red-hot iron ore with his hammer.
Sparks flew everywhere, and half of the iron ore was smashed with one hammer.
After three more bang-dang, bang-dang, and bang-dang hammerings, the iron ore has become much flatter and more symmetrical... This is the first forging.
Then Jiang Sibai skillfully folded it up and beat it again.
At the same time, he said: "It takes four hammers to forge it. Back then, I remember watching the Immortal Master from the Fire Hammer Valley demonstrate, but he hammered it one at a time, and that was astonishing to the heavens."
Blacksmith Han said: "Can we mortals compare with that immortal master? In the eyes of the old man, the Young Master is already as good as a heavenly being after forging these four hammers."
Jiang Sibai said to himself that you have never seen a stamping machine and don't know what a 'machine without emotions' is.