No one would refuse a single spiritual root disciple who came to his door.
The day after the trial ended, Zhou Huai came to say that the matter was settled.
He also brought a meeting gift from Master Mingyuan, a piece of heart armor that is a top-grade treasure.
He is worthy of being a Dao Lord of Nascent Soul, and he is so generous with his actions!
Most of the early Qi refining disciples who came from the mortal world used ordinary weapons, but any low-grade magic weapon could only be obtained after saving for a long time.
This posture made Zhou Ling extremely envious, "Master Mingyuan is too generous!"
The Zhou family is a small family, and the highest-grade item in Zhou Ling's hands is a high-grade magical weapon, the Bai Ling Sword.
Of course there are better ones in the clan, but as a little girl who has just started practicing Qi, she will get it.
Facing this unexpected fortune, Shen Qinglan was also happy, "Master Mingyuan still understands me. If I use the sword, I will be blind."
"I told Master that your ambition is not to do the sword."
"What did Master Mingyuan say?"
"Master said that there are three thousand avenues to choose from, and his disciples don't need to be limited to just one path of swordsmanship!"
Shen Qinglan flattered her immediately, "I think Master is right."
After getting to know everyone, her cheerful and straightforward personality gradually emerged.
"Hey, I said you haven't built a foundation yet, why did you call me master?"
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would worry about building a foundation?"
Zhou Ling couldn't be tough about this, "It doesn't look like that."
Shen Qinglan clapped her hands with satisfaction, "A big event has been accomplished. To celebrate, why don't we go to the bamboo forest to roast a whole lamb?"
She was indeed in a happy mood at the moment, and in a few days the news would spread outside the door, and no one would bother her anymore.
Zhou Huai shook his head and refused, "I have something else to do, so you two should eat less. Monster meat, like elixirs, will leave impurities in the body, which will eventually accumulate to form monster poison. It will also take time to refine, which will affect your cultivation."
The two agreed obediently.
After the three separated, Shen Qinglan still couldn't help but sigh. Many sword cultivators like to practice hard. They believe that in a difficult environment, they can temper their will and realize the sword's will to be more powerful.
However, no monks in Tongjian Sect have ascended for tens of thousands of years, and there are very few who can reach the Mahayana stage.
How do most of the monks in that sect spend their lives?
Starting from foundation building, he began to eat and drink less. In addition to practicing, he just practiced, and he couldn't avoid delicacies.
He lived like this as an ascetic for thousands and hundreds of years, until he died, just like that.
Is practicing Taoism really just to gain a glimpse of heaven and seek immortality?
There is probably no standard answer to this question.
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In the bamboo forest.
Shen Qinglan used her spiritual power to flip the roasted whole lamb on the shelf. The lamb had been roasted until it was slightly brown and crispy.
Seasoned with all the spices she could find, it was full of flavor.
Lingxi Sheep is good at running, and every trace of flesh on its body is the essence of years of experience.
"Can you eat it?" Zhou Ling squatted aside and couldn't wait.
Shen Qinglan cut off a piece and said, "Don't worry, I'll give it a try."
I don’t know if it’s because the sheep likes to eat spiritual grass or because the food in the world of immortality has spiritual energy, but anyway, this is the most delicious mutton she has ever eaten in her life.
Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, not smelly or fishy!
"Can you eat it?" Zhou Ling asked.
"Don't worry, I'll try again." After that, he cut off a large piece of mutton and ate it.
Zhou Ling reacted and said angrily, "You are such a bad person!"
Then he also cut off a large piece and ate it opposite Shen Qinglan.
tasty!
It's not like Zhou Ling has never eaten these roasted animal meats, but what can I say, Qinglan's ones are much more delicious.
The aroma of meat penetrates into the heart, and after careful tasting, even the original impurities seem to be reduced a lot.
"Hey, why does your roasted lamb have very few impurities when I eat it? I felt the same way when I ate your roasted soft-bone rabbit before."
Shen Qinglan was not sure, "Less? Is it because these two monsters like to eat spiritual grass?"
"There are so many monsters that love to eat spiritual herbs and elixirs."
Seeing Zhou Ling say this, she had an idea in her mind. If it wasn't the ingredients, then it had something to do with her strange fire.
Can strange fire remove impurities from animal meat?
"Is it possible that I am so talented at cooking?"
After all, she relied on this craft to make a living in her previous life.
Zhou Ling smiled playfully and said, "It's very possible. Otherwise, if there are so many new disciples, why would Senior Brother Hu ask you to help in the canteen?"
Speaking of Senior Brother Hu, Shen Qinglan's smile faded, "I don't know what happened to Senior Brother Hu. He hasn't come to the canteen for a few days, and the canteen manager has been replaced by another senior brother."
Zhou Ling knew something about this, "When I first arrived at the outer sect, I heard the senior brother who led me say that this senior brother Hu's life span is about to expire and there is no hope of building a foundation."
"Your life is about to end?!"
"Well, the lifespan of the Qi refining period is only more than a hundred years old. Senior Brother Hu is probably almost there."
Shen Qinglan didn't know what to say for a moment. Senior Brother Hu usually took good care of her.
At this time, Zhou Ling was about to reach out to pull another leg of lamb, but she grabbed the chance.
"You are not allowed to eat this leg of lamb. I will send it to Senior Brother Hu later."
"Alas!" Zhou Lingcai wanted to protest after being intercepted, but when she heard that Shen Qinglan was going to see Senior Brother Hu, she shut up obediently.
After asking the senior steward in the canteen where Senior Brother Hu lived, Shen Qinglan took her roast leg of lamb and went there.
Courtyard No. 136.
"Senior Brother Hu, are you here? I am Shen Qinglan."
Senior Brother Hu's somewhat old voice came from the courtyard, "Come in."
The restriction at the entrance of the courtyard disappeared, and Shen Qinglan stepped inside.
Senior Brother Hu was lying on a recliner, drinking tea leisurely. The sun shone on his face, and his gray beard was illuminated clearly.
He turned to look at Shen Qinglan with a smile, "Why are you here?"
She took out the huge roasted lamb leg from the storage bag and said, "I'll give you something delicious."
Seeing this posture, Senior Brother Hu immediately sat down and said with a smile, "Come on, come on, sit here. I have been thinking about the roast rabbit you made last time."
"You old man is too realistic. Your attitude changes so quickly with a leg of mutton."
"No, no, I'm glad that my little friend is here to visit."
"It turns out it has nothing to do with the leg of lamb, so forget it, I'll keep it for myself."
Senior Brother Hu was amused, and he and she gathered around the stone table and started eating meat and drinking tea, which seemed a bit leisurely and contented.
Soon the two of them devoured a leg of lamb.
He couldn't help but nod in approval, "Well, some of the impurities have been refined like last time."
"Xiao Ling'er also said that the meat I roast has less impurities."
"I have also thought about this issue these days, and it probably has something to do with your fire root."
She looked up at the other party in confusion, "Fire Spirit Root?"
"The spiritual fire of a single spiritual root is probably different from that of three spiritual roots and four spiritual roots, and it is even more different from my five spiritual roots."
The regret in Senior Brother Hu's tone was so obvious that Shen Qinglan couldn't help but look at it seriously, "Senior Brother Hu?"
"It's been more than a hundred years. After all, my more than a hundred years of study are no match for talent."
After that, he took out something from the storage and put it on the table, "Little friend Shen, I have something to ask you."
