Compared to Lin Chongyang's "me" tyranny, Kunlun insists on following nature and letting nature take its course. His attitude toward the Haotian Cauldron is as long as it doesn't fall into the hands of someone with intentions.
There are no other requirements or needs, otherwise I wouldn’t come to Dinglu Fenfeng every year to cook hot pot with this Haotian Cauldron.
"Of course you have the final say on your things." Lin Chongyang said.
In another time and space, this cauldron can be said to have shone brightly. In addition to being used as a hot pot for hundreds of years, smelting and casting magical weapons, it is also closely related to the faults of the alien demon world. It was made into a weapon under the right time, place and people.
Even if the Qiqiao Divine Camel is given another piece of the same material, I am afraid that even the caster of the Haotian Cauldron will not be able to reproduce it.
Strictly speaking, it should be impossible to replicate the power.
A counterfeit that has the same function and appearance, but whose actual power is only 50% to 60% of the Haotian Cauldron, shouldn't be a problem for it, but most forgers don't do this kind of thing, and they haven't developed this habit.
It's not like everyone is like Brother Jiangnan, who has a genuine product, a spare one cast depending on the situation, an authorized collection with about 70% of the power of the genuine product, and a look-alike product for storage.
Spare parts depend on whether there are extra materials and whether there is demand. Not every weapon has this treatment.
For collections, we use scraps or find materials ourselves.
Looking at the casting world, there is only one example. If I remember correctly, Qiqiao Shentuo attaches great importance to Haotian Cauldron and regretted it in the future.
At that time, the tripod was cast to prove his theory.
After he succeeded, the breath in his chest dissipated. His whole person's energy and spirit at that time was completely different from that of later generations.
At least this Haotian Cauldron is indeed the fusion of the caster's lifelong efforts. It is a masterpiece of casting. When the Qiqiao Divine Camel was at its peak, it proved itself with this work that integrated all the essence.
Rather than on a stormy night with lightning and thunder, it happened inexplicably.
"Ha, the taste of the Taoist is relatively bland on weekdays, and the eating habits are quite different from those of the Confucian sect. If you are interested in the Double Ninth Festival, you can bring your own ingredients and give it a try."
The precepts of Taoism will not restrict everyone. Different Taoism, the precepts will be more or less different, and the same is true for Confucianism.
However, no matter which lineage of Confucianism, they are very particular about food, clothing, housing and transportation. They never tire of fine food and fine meat. If you look evil, you won’t eat. It smells bad, so I won’t eat it. Loss of cooking, no eating. From time to time, do not eat.
If the cut is not correct, it will not be eaten. If you don't get the sauce, you won't eat it.
Although there is a lot of meat, it does not make Shengshi Qi. Only unlimited wine is not as good as chaos. Selling wine and selling preserved meat, but not eating. Do not withdraw ginger food, do not eat too much.
No words are spoken when eating, and no words are spoken when sleeping.
Among the three religions, Confucianism pays the most attention to etiquette. Mentioning this matter also refers to Kunlun's habit of respecting Lin Chongyang. As a respected Confucian sect, my friend's eating habits will inevitably be different due to various reasons.
"It's just that I was in a higher position back then. There is no difference between me and ordinary people." Lin Chongyang asked: "Since ordinary people can eat the same food, can't I not be able to eat it?"
This statement comes from the mouth of Lin Dajian Emperor, who has lived in fine clothes since he was a child. It is actually not convincing, but it is true.
In his early years, when he followed his master and Brother Yin to quell the chaos and helped the victims, he ate the same food as them for a period of time; later, including traveling around the world by himself and traveling with his wife, he was actually not that particular.
What does Confucian etiquette have to do with him?
There are only a few people who can take care of him. As long as his attire is okay, Master doesn't bother to take care of anything else.
After all, Emperor Ru Zunjia himself did not rhyme when he read his poems.
In terms of learning in the sea and Confucianism in the world, it is indeed as particular as Kunlun said, and the cost of food and clothing is completely different from other places.
The kitchen of Defeng Ancient Road is the same as that of Longmen Inn. There is no difference in menu or ingredients. Opening a small stove is another matter. All the inns in the Misery chain have businesses even in Fengdu City.
"But I happen to have some ingredients in my hand, but I haven't cooked them yet, so I will take them apart today."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the corpse of a giant beast materializing. The sharp horns on its head and the seven bone spurs on its back were all broken. There were several wounds on its body, with bones visible deep and several obvious depressions.
This kind of death is worthy of a very painful comment.
Kunlun then began to intercede with the Haotian Cauldron: "Although the Haotian Cauldron is a magical thing, I think it won't be able to withstand your torture during the Double Ninth Festival."
The size of the entire cauldron is not as big as that of the animal head. It would be difficult to stuff the entire body into it, and it is not Confucian at all. He also wanted to remind him.
"This beast is called the Big Dipper Beast. It is the disaster that came to the world a hundred years ago with the seven-star vision. It feeds on copper and iron. The seven bone spurs on its back can even pull the thunder from the sky, turning the earth into scorched earth wherever it goes.
Later, he was executed by his wife in Northern Xinjiang. The time of his body was locked to the moment after his death, and I never found a suitable time to deal with it. "
The corpse was lifted up by an invisible force and hung in the sky above the Haotian Cauldron. Lin Chongyang gave a brief introduction to its origin.
At the same time, his right hand grasped the handle of Chunshuang Qiulu knife.
Clang!
Golden branches and leaves extend from the back of the sword to the white jade blade. The water mist seeping out from the blade condenses into dewdrops and is dotted on it. The coldness of the sword cannot spread to affect the celestial phenomena because it is suppressed.
But seeing the gold leaves fluttering and dancing, it makes people more luxurious.
It is in line with Kunlun's inherent impression of people in the Confucian sect.
"Today, my friend brought me here at the right time. The peaks of this cauldron are the right location. Being friends makes us harmonious."
The lid of the Haotian Cauldron was opened, Lin Chongyang used local materials, condensed the water into it, and then transformed into a gauze bag and threw it in. It was a clear soup base special to the Daowu King Valley.
Then, the spring frost and autumn dew blade is raised, and the coldness of the blade can ensure that even if the time limit is lifted, the ingredients processed will be fresh enough.
Roiling fire energy appeared under the Haotian Cauldron.
He raised the knife and lowered it, and the giant beast was completely dismantled in the flash of black knife light.
Part of it fell into the cauldron below, and the clouds intertwined and turned into oil paper bags of different sizes, wrapping most of the ingredients. The raw materials in different parts were simply classified.
During his lifetime, the Big Dipper Beast was beheaded by Ji Nuxia Ti Wang Qiao Yun Ji, and he was treated better after death than in life.
The Tai Chi flow master on the side was completely unable to help. With his practice and state of mind, he felt that what he saw in front of him was outrageous. It was not that he had any other understanding of the phrase "a gentleman is far away from the cook", but that the person in front of him felt a little strange. He is really particular about strange things, but he doesn't care and doesn't care where others are particular.
The white cloud smoke turned into a container to hold the remaining sliced ingredients.
Several oiled paper bags floated in front of Kunlun, and the rest were put away by Lin Chongyang, including the blood, which was also disposed of properly.
Lin Da Sword Emperor, who was holding the sword in his hand, said: "Everyone who sees it has a share."
"Then you're welcome, old man." Considering the trouble that may arise if he refuses, Kunlun chose to accept it calmly, sat down on the floor and began to pack the ingredients he had prepared.
(End of chapter)
