In the East Temple.

Looking at the incomplete and vague statue of the god, Qing Yan sighed: "The Immortal Taoist Lord worshipped by the King of Chi Lian, I don't know what kind of person he is."

He turned around and looked at Wu Qi who was setting up a stove to make a fire: "It's just... fellow Taoist, isn't that good for us to eat noodles under the statue of the Taoist Lord God?"

"It's okay, Daojun will not care about such trivial matters."

Wu Qi slowly added firewood while adjusting the angle of the pot.

Cooking is naturally better at Fuyunguan. There are pots and pans, as well as various seasonings and side dishes, which can be used as a handy person.

However, the Teng Demon was unwilling to go, for fear of being misunderstood by the outside world and defecting to Fuyun Temple, so Wu Qi had to set up a stove in the East Temple to cook.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you go to the city stall when you eat lard noodles?"

He rubbed his fingers under his armpits and sniffed them under his nose: "It's just a bowl of noodles, it's time-consuming and labor-intensive to make them here, and it's really not worth it."

"The noodle noodles at the noodle stall don't taste very good." Wu Qi said casually.

He saw that the water was boiling, so he sprinkled salt under it.

"I remember there is a stall in the north of the city that is very good, and it smells so good."

Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on the ground and leaned forward with his head: "What's the difference between this Daoist making lard noodles?"

"You will know after eating it."

Wu Qi took out various washed ingredients from the wooden box, a handful of soybeans, a handful of summer onions, a head of garlic, and two eggs.

Cut the shallots and spread on the bottom of the bowl.

The vegetables are divided into sections and blanched in water.

Peel the garlic into cloves and take each one of them.

Cook two poached eggs that are oval well-proportioned.

Add half a spoonful of lard, a small spoonful of bean paste, a little sesame oil, add onion and garlic, pour over boiling water, then remove the noodles and spread them, stir, and the noodles are made.

"Large noodles." Wu Qi raised his hand and signaled: "Please."

Jing Yan looked strange: "Fellow Taoist, your proficiency... Could it be that fellow Taoist is a meal in Fuyun Temple?"

Wu Qi didn't match, but just picked it up and said, "While it's hot."

He slowly sucked the face on his own.

He was frustrated by himself, so he picked up chopsticks and put the noodles in his mouth. His face changed suddenly, and the speed of the chopsticks in his hand suddenly increased.

Without squeezing a few times, only a half of the bowl of noodles was left.

Jing Yan looked surprised: "What kind of face is this?"

“Lar sauté.”

Wu Qi slowly peeled the garlic and took a sip of the soup with the garlic.

Qing Yan also took a sip as he did, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked very happy.

“There is such delicious pasta in the world, it’s really…”

He was speechless for a moment.

"good!"

Xi Yan put down his chopsticks and clasped his fists with both hands: "Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Wu Qi returned and bowed.

"But fellow Taoist, why is your side so fresh and smooth? It has both the freshness of mountain delicacies and the seafood-flavored oxidant...incredible."

The sausage is an old gourmet. Once you taste the lips and teeth, you can tell the various delicate aspects of this bowl of noodles.

Wu Qizan: "Friends of Taoism have good eyesight."

A bowl of carefully cooked noodles also needs to be matched by knowledgeable diners.

Among some side dishes, the sorbet is water spinach, and the summer onion is green onion (winter onion is green onion), and the garlic is all grown by Wu Qi in Fuyun Temple.

The two eggs were gifts given by the girl’s premature frost last time, and Xiao Zhang contributed them generously.

Bean sauce is the predecessor of soy sauce. It is brewed locally and has a slightly lighter taste than soy sauce.

The most important thing is the soup. The soup is boiled with mushrooms (xun, that is, mushrooms) and ginger slices, and poured into a bowl. It will naturally be fresh and fragrant.

After the above steps, a bowl of ordinary lard noodles was cooked.

The production process is not complicated, it just requires patience and care.

But I'm afraid of comparison in everything.

Several noodle stalls in Shu County use lard and salt to make noodles and water a little bone soup. Local people are used to it and don’t feel it is unpalatable.

Wu Qi really couldn't stand the smell, so he basically went back to Daoguan to cook noodles. Senior brother Chen Gao always reminded him to watch it early, just to use Wu Qi's kitchen skills.

"I finally know why fellow Taoists look down on the noodle stall."

After chewing the last chopstick noodles, his face was still unsatisfied: "After eating fellow Taoist noodles, it would be very ugly to see other noodles in Shu County."

"It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality..."

Teng Yao wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "Fellow Taoist, Shu County has not been peaceful recently. Fellow Taoist might as well practice in Fuyun Temple for a longer period of time."

Wu Qi nodded: "I feel this too."

When the other party saw him listening to his advice, he couldn't help but laugh: "Fellow Taoists are really wonderful people. Most monks either have high self-esteem or focus on their eyes... There are very few people who are as tough as fellow Taoists, but they also judge the situation."

Wu Qi said: "It is human instinct to seek good fortune and avoid harm."

You must have principles in life, but you must not be too stubborn when doing things.

It is really unwise to know that it is dangerous but you are in danger.

The Taoist disciples who made elixirs in Qingcheng Mountain were all silenced by the crow ghosts. This matter has become more and more troubled, and there will definitely be a master in Qingcheng Mountain.

No matter where the crow ghost comes from, it will be more and more difficult to deal with the great monks in the Five Dao and Seven Temples.

Wu Qi’s most urgent task is to continue practicing.

He could feel that he was only one step away from the middle stage of Qi refining, and his spiritual energy was rolling faintly, expanding his meridians in these few days.

Wu Qi's small goal is to build a foundation, so that he can practice the magic spell of watching the sword in the clouds.

...

"This bowl of noodles for fellow Taoist reminds me of an old past."

Qing Yan looked up at the Sanqing statue and said casually: "Before the Eight Ghost Commanders fought with Zhang Tianshi, they swore to make an oath here, imitating the Chilian Ghost King of the Lord that year, and wanted to get the protection of the Immortal Taoist Lord."

"Facts have proved that strong means strong, weak means weak, strong will always be strong, and weak will seek gods and worship Buddha...it is useless."

"At that time, the King of Chilian Ghosts did not rely on the Immortal Daojun to dominate Chengdu Prefecture, but he was strong enough. Whether it was the Five Dao and Seven Temples or various demons, when he arrived near Shu County, he had to follow his rules."

Having said that, Xiao Yan kowtowed three times respectfully to the statue of the god.

This scene made Wu Qi laugh at him.

"Fellow Taoist should not laugh at me. I would rather believe that it exists than that it does not exist."

Xi Yan laughed at himself: "I have to worship Taoist lords who are the king of the Ghosts, of course I want to worship you too, and ask for a prize."

Wu Qi could understand the division and contradictions that the fungus demon showed.

Xi Yan said that the strong are respected because he recognized the laws of reality, but he also believed in the Immortal Taoist Lord who lived in distant legends because he also had some expectations.

Just like his senior brother Chen Gao, he is trying every day to make money, because he is a good match for money, and it is impossible to have no money.

However, Chen Gao had a pure land in his heart, which was the most authentic ideal for practice.

All living beings are busy all day long, and they want to drink every meal, but they might as well wish to imagine the fairy light in the sky.

"I'm going to introduce myself again. My name is Xi'an, a man from Jianghu, and a vine demon."

The vine demon turned out three incense sticks from his sleeve, and blew it gently, and the incense head turned red and the blue smoke slowly.

He inserted the incense into the incense burner.

"Now there is no world. Everyone only recognizes the money and interests. If something happens, they will find the government and mediate the three religions. The demons and ghosts are much more harmonious with people."

"It was not like this before. At that time, the law was useless. There were only rules, morality and grudges in the world."

Xi Yan's eyes swept around the ancient temple: "Although many years have passed, it is still like this here. I was here to kill the chicken heads and swear blood to become the eight bosses' demon soldiers."

"On the day of the oath-taking ceremony, all the demons were excited, crowded, densely packed, and everywhere."

He pointed to the open space outside the temple: "The eight bosses were there and said, 'Today we want to tell Taoist sect something, Shu County is our Shu County. No matter who comes, it is a dragon that can be squinted or a tiger that can be lying'."

"At that time, everyone was young and energetic, and they were not afraid of anything. They thought that the Heavenly Master was just like this, and the eight bosses would definitely be able to deal with him. The younger brothers just needed to block the monks down the mountain to boost their momentum."

"Who knew that the eight bosses never came down again after going to Qingcheng Mountain."

Xi Yan crossed the threshold and walked outside the temple. His eyes passed over Shu County to the west, where Qingcheng Mountain was located.

"As a big brother, sometimes he has to show off the scene, with the purpose of letting those younger brothers follow you know that you are still very fierce and righteous, and can be covered."

He sneered: "They thought they were doing things to the lower class and went to negotiate on the mountain, but they didn't expect that the Heavenly Master just wanted to kill them all."

"Whether the Five Paths and Seven Temples or the Heavenly Masters have stopped moving here before, because the demon king of Demons will leave, the territory here will be re-divided."

"It is very important to follow the right boss. If you follow the wrong person, it will be difficult to turn back."

Xi Yan waved his back to Wu Qi, and walked into the forest with his shoulders swaying.
Chapter completed!