The scorching sun began to set in the west, and the smoke from the cooking pots disappeared.
Not long after the feast was busy, a pot of delicious rice porridge was finished.
Normally, a bowl of porridge and a plate of side dishes would be enough for the banquet. Considering that there was a female nun at home, he seemed to have carefully added spiritual rice and medicinal materials.
"Senior, if you have nothing to do, you might as well taste the craftsmanship of this junior~"
Qi Yan brought the rice porridge to the desk and asked specifically at the door of the study.
"..."
Seeing that there was no movement in the room, he did not force the banquet. He knew that once a cultivator reached the foundation-building stage, he would be able to absorb the wind and drink the dew, and be able to live without grains and purify the dust.
It was just a short while for the banquet to sit down.
Wen Yuyin pretended to be taking a leisurely stroll and slowly walked out of the study.
Sima's heart is clearly revealed...
Qi Yan secretly laughed, then stood up and extended an invitation, saying sincerely: "Senior, there is still some leftover rice porridge I cooked. Why don't you try it?"
"Um..."
Wen Yuyin was silent for a while and looked at it.
"also may."
So he didn't even hold it, and went down the steps.
"..."
After sitting down, Qi Yan immediately handed over a bowl of rice porridge and said carefully: "Senior, be careful because it's hot!"
Wen Yuyin took it, blew it slightly and started to taste it.
At this time, the heat outside is in full swing, and the atmosphere inside the house is very peaceful...
As Qi Yan tasted it, he felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. It seemed that he had not had a meal at home with anyone in more than ten years. He had always lived a solitary life.
Moreover, Wen Yuyin was sitting opposite, with the shadow of his late mother in every gesture, which inevitably made Qi Yan feel in a daze and his eyes could not help but feel sore.
Wen Yuyin seemed to notice something strange and quickly cast a doubtful look.
"I made the seniors laugh, but the juniors suddenly remembered some past events and lost their composure for a moment..." Qi Yan said sadly.
"Um…"
Wen Yuyin lowered his eyes and stirred the rice porridge. Then he thought of something, so he changed the subject and asked, "What's the name of this porridge...?"
"Laba porridge."
"Laba porridge? I seem to have never heard of it before." Wen Yuyin shook his head.
But seeing that the atmosphere was a bit weird, he added: "But the taste is excellent..."
When Qi Yan saw the other party's curious compliments, he put down his bowls and chopsticks and elaborated: "Senior, it's okay if you think it's delicious... This porridge is made from all kinds of grains. Junior added some spiritual rice, combined with Zhi Xue Cao and green dragon ginseng and other medicinal herbs to nourish blood and regulate qi. Senior is still injured, so you can try some more to nourish your body."
Wen Yuyin nodded, a trace of blush appearing on her cheeks for a moment. She was quite surprised that the junior in front of her actually remembered these details...
So he didn't shy away. He handed the bowl to Qi Yan and said softly: "It's rare that you are so careful. I guess you won't have to worry about finding a Taoist companion in the future..."
"Taoist companion?"
"Senior, you are joking. Now, according to the junior's qualifications and cultivation, marrying a Taoist companion is probably uncertain." Qi Yan shook his head mockingly.
Hearing this, Wen Yuyin regretted that she had picked the wrong topic, and then consoled her: "You don't have to belittle yourself. Now that you are in your prime, you will have many opportunities in the future. If things don't work out again, find a secular woman and live a stable life. I think it will be a relief to know that your parents have spirits under the spring!"
"Worldly life..."
Qi Yan was silent, with thousands of thoughts emerging in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Now that I have entered the path of immortality, how can I wish to enter the secular world again..."
"..."
Qi Yan's words seemed to touch Wen Yuyin's heart, feeling either helpless, unwilling, or determined to move forward...
However, facing Qi Yan's situation, Wen Yuyin didn't have much to do...
Fifth-grade pseudo-spiritual roots are not as simple as just washing the various roots and bones. In the later stages of cultivation, huge resources are required to assist in cultivating them. It is no exaggeration to say that even a second-rate sect that devotes all its efforts will not be able to guarantee its entry into the golden elixir. .
What's more, I am just a monk in the late stage of foundation building.
Even though I had some friendship with the other person's mother, it was just a friendship, not a family relationship.
This kind of relationship is the most testing of people's hearts.
...
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, osmanthus flowers fall in the garden.
It was more than March or April, and Wen Yuyin, under Qi Yan's guidance, managed to get started with the basics of Fu Lu.
After this period of time together, the relationship between the two has become more relaxed and easy-going as they understand each other... When Qi Yan encounters difficulties in his daily practice, Wen Yuyin will also answer questions carefully and patiently...
As for Qi Yan's spiritual roots, Wen Yuyin's life experience and other such topics, both of them avoided talking about them as if they had a tacit understanding.
In the quiet room, Wen Yuyin's jade hand was holding the tip of the pen, concentrating on drawing the first talisman - the Qi Refining Talisman.
Qi Yan, on the other hand, stood aside with his hands on his chest like a school teacher.
"Senior, you must control your strength when you finish writing!"
Qi Yan stood aside and reminded Wen Yuyin when he was about to finish writing.
However, it was too late and too soon, before Qi Yan finished speaking, the "Qi Refining Talisman" drawn by Wen Yuyin ended in failure.
"It's okay, let's continue drawing." Qi Yan comforted patiently.
Anyway, for him, not to mention his great family and great business, his part-time job in "Peach Blossom Spring" is more than enough to cover the daily expenses of the two of them.
"I don't know why, but I couldn't control the intensity when I finished writing."
At this moment, Wen Yuyin felt quite helpless. When he drew the runes individually before, he could do it easily and in one go. However, after combining several runes to form a talisman, he couldn't draw it well.
"Senior, there is no need to be upset. 'Retracting force before writing' is a key node for every talisman apprentice. When I was learning to draw, I also worked hard on this!"
After saying that, Qi Yan spread out another piece of yellow paper and signaled Wen Yuyin to draw it again.
Wen Yuyin nodded.
When he started writing, he concentrated his attention on the painting, controlled his strength while writing, and used his state of mind to guide his strokes, and his body moved accordingly. Wen Yuyin once again drew according to Qi Yan's instructions, but when he came to the critical node, he seemed to feel that he couldn't control his strength again.
But suddenly, the five fingers that had always been slender and powerful suddenly covered his slender hand.
Wen Yuyin looked stunned...his mind went blank...
She didn't expect Qi Banquet to be so aggressive, which obviously shocked her. After a moment of reaction, she woke up, and her originally gentle face suddenly turned cold and complicated.
When he looked at Qi Yan, he saw that the other party was still concentrating on the tip of the pen, pulling his hands to write like a dragon and a snake.
Wen Yuyin was stunned again...
She can no longer tell whether the other party is intentional or unintentional...
"senior?"
Qi Yan noticed that Wen Yuyin's hand strength was weak and he seemed to be absent-minded, so he naturally reminded him.
But after seeing Wen Yuyin's complicated expression, he realized that he seemed...
Overstepped! ! !
"Senior, don't blame me, I don't mean to offend you!"
Qi Yan hurriedly retracted his fingers, bowed apologetically and said: "I just saw that the senior's pen was weak and couldn't control it freely, so the junior thought to himself, if he personally guided me and let the senior feel the power of the pen, would the effect be better? good!"
"..."
"Really? Then your goal has been achieved!"
Wen Yuyin looked at Qi Yan coldly, as if he were on trial, waiting for the other party to reveal his flaws.
But the other party still looked frank and frightened, and even in his cold heart, he couldn't help but have mixed emotions.
"That's all..."
Wen Yuyin turned around and said calmly: "That's the end of today's study~"
With that said, he walked out of the quiet room without looking back, leaving Qi Yan alone where he was.
After his expression calmed down a little, he later realized that his sweatshirt had already been wet with cold sweat...
