Just when Long Fushi was pouring wine for them, Qingyun discovered that her hands were actually very rough. Not only were the fingernails a bit thick, but almost all her fingers had large or small wounds. They didn't look like those of a young lady from a family at all. hand.
"No wonder Fu Shi keeps his hands hidden in his cloak."
Qingyun secretly speculated.
However, Long Fushi also cared very much about Qingyun's every move, so it was naturally difficult to hide his gaze from her eyes.
"My hands don't look good, do they?"
"Composing a poem..."
Qingyun didn't know what to say. Looking at his expression, Long Fushi suddenly felt relieved, and then he smiled and took the initiative to pick up a chopstick for Qingyun.
"There is no way. After I was assassinated when I was young, my status in the family plummeted, and I had to rely on myself a lot of the time."
Long Fu's poem was spoken very lightly, but Qingyun suddenly felt his heart being pinched. He didn't know how to comfort him with words, so he could only quietly be a listener:
"Everyone seems to have a bleak past, and I have seen endless sadness in your eyes, but this is not a reason for us to stop, is it?"
To his surprise, Long Fu's poems went over the past hardships like a dragonfly, without saying anything more, and even still smiled at Qingyun very tenderly.
This made him completely confused as to why Long Fushi never seemed to have any negative emotions.
Qingyun did not move her chopsticks, but quietly stepped out from behind the fiery red cloak and gently shook Long Fushi's somewhat rough but unusually warm hand, which made her face instantly turn red like a sweet sweet fruit.
"My cultivation qualifications are indeed not high. After I lost my ability to speak, I could only take care of the younger members of the clan. Fortunately, my family leader found the Huoyin Jade in the Shiwan Mountain. Only then was I able to speak again and say goodbye to that hard life. "
"You Long family are so ruthless."
Qingyun's eyes narrowed, and his favorability towards the entire Long family plummeted.
"It's all over, and the head of the family has treated me very well."
Long Fushi smiled indifferently, seemingly not dissatisfied with this.
Qingyun admired her from the bottom of his heart for her optimism and positivity. He tasted the delicacies in the bowl and praised:
"Who said your talent is average? I think you just don't put your mind on practice. You see, you can play the flute, calligraphy, and make alchemy and cook. These are all things that are extremely labor-intensive and energy-consuming."
After hearing this, Long Fushi smiled and shook his head, while gently tapping the red jade piece on his neck.
"It all depends on it."
"Confused Yin Baoyu?"
"Um."
Smiling and humming, she gently held a cup with Qingyun.
The two of them were almost sitting next to each other as they talked, but before the delicious food, the jealous little fox just glanced at it and then went back to eating. This shows that Long Fushi's cooking skills are beyond imagination.
Just listen to his explanation:
"Mysterious Sound Baoyu seems to have an ancient jade spirit. I originally wanted to worship him as my teacher, but he may have thought that my qualifications were too poor. He has been unwilling to accept me as a disciple. He only asked me to call him senior. After a long time when I got the Baoyu, During the time, almost as long as I fall into trance or rest, my spirit will enter."
"It's so magical. Then what can you get by entering the jade? Is it a heaven-defying technique or an ancient inheritance?"
Qingyun asked curiously, but Long Fushi smiled and said nothing.
"Don't tell me you learned cooking there..."
The young master looked hopeless.
"Haha, it's not just that. I learned a lot of fun things like flute playing, calligraphy, alchemy, etc. in there! Including the introduction to the pigeon, I also saw it in there!"
The blue cloud exploded.
"This Yuling is also a talented person, so there is nothing wrong with teaching him..."
Long Fu Shi smiled a rare laugh out loud and said again:
"The head of the family had the same expression as you when we first found out. They looked very similar, haha."
"If I were Long Pangui, I'd probably be pissed off by you a long time ago."
"Hehe, in fact, there is a huge open-air palace in Yuyin Baoyu. Well, it can't be considered open-air. Its top is transparent, and surrounding the entire palace wall are rows of huge bookshelves, all of which are Master Yuling’s various collections of books are like a scripture collection pavilion.”
"Is there any unique skill?"
The young man asked curiously.
"Of course, Master, he lets me read them, but actually I don't like practicing, so I just pick out his various miscellaneous books to read. They are very interesting, I tell you."
Second explosion.
"Awesome...awesome..."
"Master is much better than me. There is nothing he can't do. It can be said that he truly knows everything about astronomy and geography. He knows everything I want to learn, and he can do it in an extremely professional way. Angles guide me.”
Long Fushi didn't seem to hear the teasing in Qingyun's tone, and his voice was full of admiration.
"He didn't let you learn anything useful?"
"Uh, is cooking useless? If you think it's useless, then don't eat it..."
"I made a mistake in composing poetry..."
Qingyun smiled bitterly and raised his hands in surrender.
"Hmph, as long as the cultivation level does not stagnate, it will be fine. There are too many unknown mysteries in the world waiting for us to discover. These are the most interesting things."
"Your thirst for knowledge is really strong."
The young master told the truth, and at this moment, the little fox suddenly interrupted:
"One of our ancestors often said this."
"I thought you were just going to eat it, Alian."
"It's so delicious, Yun Lang, why don't you eat it? If not, I'll eat it all!"
The little fox didn't even look at the two of them and just licked the dishes clean. Long Fushi and Qingyun smiled at each other and began to enjoy the delicacies on the jade plate that were like works of art.
The three of them landed in a relatively dense jungle clearing. The mountain wind blew up a lot of flying grass blades. Long Fushi got up thoughtfully after taking a few bites, and then randomly placed a few spiritual stones and other materials around the area. Fu Lu, a simple formation was built to isolate the sound.
"Don't tell me that you are also proficient in formations."
"Understand a little bit."
The young master is completely defeated.
It had been so many years, and Qingyun couldn't remember how long it had been since he had experienced such a warm atmosphere. This was also the first time he and Long Fushi had a truly candid exchange except in the lake pavilion of the Long family.
It was only then that I realized how knowledgeable this frail and boneless beauty was!
It covers everything from the mountains, rivers, locations and cultural features of Kyushu to the unique skills and famous moves of various sects.
There are also various miscellaneous skills such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Qingyun found that there is nothing that Long Fu Shi can't do!
Although it is true that he is not proficient in everything, but with such complicated and strange knowledge, God knows how Long Fu's poems can be memorized.
And what surprised Qingyun the most was that Long Fu even recited the second half of the song that was familiar to monks in Kyushu, but few people knew.
"The spirit guides hundreds of veins to transform into square elements, and concentrates on controlling the wind before returning to the spirit. Refine the void and return to life in order to be immortal. There are so many Taoist methods that it is difficult to see the truth."
"This...you also saw this from the Scripture Collection Pavilion?"
The young man asked in shock.
"Yes, according to my inference, the real upper third level should be the realm of refining the void, the realm of rebirth, and the final realm of immortality. The realm of immortality, like the middle and third levels of the realm of spiritual return, seems to be divided into smaller realms. But this is completely beyond the scope of our cultivation in the human world. Only by surviving the ascension catastrophe of returning to the spirit realm can we practice in the legendary fairy world."
Long Fu Shi briefly introduced.
"As for the more specific content, Master did not allow me to read it. He said that early exposure to these would be harmful to me."
After lying on Qingyun's lap and burping comfortably, Alian also narrowed her eyes and said:
"Yes, I have also heard from the ancestors in the clan that just like me, because of my status as a half-demon, I am not allowed to touch higher-level demon cultivation techniques, so my realm can only stay at Yuan Yuan. The seventh level of transformation."
"Are you a half-demon?"
Long Fushi asked in surprise.
She remembered that the little fox seemed to be in a complete human form when he showed his demon body last time, but she didn't pay much attention to it and just continued:
"I heard that half-demon's seven orifices open very early. Although their bloodline and body are not as good as those of real demon spirits, their cultivation speed is extremely fast, so it is easy for them to develop inner demons and die prematurely."
Ah Lian hummed and turned over. The young man saw that her belly seemed to be bulging, as if she was pregnant.
Almost all the dishes on this large table were catered by the little fox alone, which made Qingyun and Long Fushi sigh in despair without even taking a few bites.
After drinking a glass of spiritual wine, Long Fushi's face was filled with red clouds. She blinked her beautiful eyes, stared at Alian's holy and perfect face, and asked with a smile:
"Sister Alian, is the food I cook delicious?"
"delicious!"
The little fox opened his eyes wide and sat up directly.
"Do you have a treasure bag in your belly? Don't tell me you haven't eaten enough yet."
After drinking all the wine in the glass, Qingyun said with a black line on his head.
"Then do you still want to eat?"
Long Fu Shi didn't care about Qingyun, and asked again:
"Think about it!"
Alian nodded hurriedly, catching up with Qingyun's Xiaoyao Sword.
"Well, if you call me... um, call me sister who writes poems all over the body, then I will often cook it for you from now on, okay?"
"Fu~Poetry~Sister~Sister~"
The little fox quickly shouted without thinking, not to mention how sweet his voice was.
"Isn't it A-Lian?"
Qingyun was stunned, but he didn't expect that the little fox would be so shameless under the temptation of delicious food. He thought that she was particularly disgusted with the terms "sister, sister" at the beginning.
Long Fushi also smiled very happily, and then seemed to have something to say:
"No matter how delicious the food is, you will get tired of it after eating too much. Let's clean up these messy cups and plates first."
"Okay, okay, listen to your poetry sister."
Alian, who was starry-eyed, threw the young master aside like a follower, and helped Long Fushi collect the plates and wipe the table with great diligence, not to mention how enthusiastic he was.
"When writing poems, you didn't use confusing sounds, did you?"
The young man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"you guess?"
With a naughty smile, Long Fushi swept away the battlefield ably.
PS: Everyone feels that they are the protagonist of the story, but in fact, there are thousands of stories in the world about self-pity and self-pity.
