Obviously, Master Xiaoshan's few words have almost become his obsession. He was alone, and logically he had nothing to worry about, but when he met his father and his master, he felt a little worried.
After Song Que heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "Then do you still want to be a god now?"
Xiao Shan glanced at him, not sure how to answer this question. For many things, even if he knew the source of his obsession, it was difficult to think directly about it. He has spent hundreds of years holding on to the goal of becoming an immortal, but for a moment he wants to give up. How easy is it
Song Que knew what he was thinking by looking at his expression, and didn't push him. He just said, "Shall I teach you how to become an immortal?"
Xiao Shan saw that Song Que was someone who didn't play by the rules. The immortality that others longed for might not be as important as this pot of radish stewed pork ribs in his heart. He said he wanted to teach him his real skills. But how can it be so easy to become an immortal? He said dubiously: "Tell me about it."
Just as Song Que was about to speak, his nose caught the scent he had been waiting for. He glanced at his radish braised pork ribs and opened the lid of the pot for the first time. This time, the strong fragrance came out and filled the entire restaurant. It's hard to imagine that such a delicious soup can exude such a domineering fragrance. Xiaoshan, a man who has been living without food for many years, couldn't stand it when he smelled it. He wanted to pick up the pot and drink it.
Song Que took a look at the color of the radish and made sure that it had been stewed until it was tender, not astringent, and not so melt-in-the-mouth that it couldn't be scooped up with a spoon. The pork ribs cut into small pieces have just enough meat on them, so that they are not too chewy and not too chewy, which is just right. As for the scallops hidden in the bottom of the soup, after such a long time of stewing, they are about to melt away, and all the essence and deliciousness have entered the soup.
Xiao Shan originally wanted to complain that Song Qiu was not attentive in talking and always ran to make soup while talking, but at this moment he himself was fascinated by this soup and wanted to bury his eyes, nose and mouth in it and eat this delicious food in one breath. Exhausted smoking equipment.
But Song put out the charcoal fire and brought salt. Because of the addition of scallops, just a little bit of salt was enough, and it was both clear and beautiful.
After the food is ready, you can say this properly.
Song Que said to Xiao Shan: "It's easy to become an immortal. You should accumulate merit from now on."
Xiao Shan said: "This is easy, what next?"
He doesn't believe that he can become an immortal just by doing this. Although their world of cultivation is like a bug, they compete with each other every ten years, and compete with each other every hundred years, fighting for some magic weapons and artifacts. But there are not all outliers. Like his master, he probably had a good background and accumulated a lot of magic weapons, but he didn't like to deal with those who fight and kill all day long. He was busy wandering around all day long, picking up children and throwing them to his uncle and uncle to raise. Not only did he often go out to drink wine, he would get drunk and ask his apprentice to redeem them.
Although his master does not seem to be able to become an immortal, it at least proves that there are all kinds of people in the world of cultivation. Maybe there is an outlier who doesn't want to use some treasures from heaven and earth to improve his own cultivation, but instead goes around helping others and accumulating merit all day long? But for three thousand years, no one in the world of cultivation has achieved enlightenment and become an immortal.
Song Que said: "Then you have to give up all obsessions and soar lightly. In other words, if you want to become an immortal, you must first not want to become an immortal."
It's like a tongue twister.
Xiao Shan smiled bitterly, that's why. People in the world of cultivation can't wait to put a sign on their bodies saying "I want to become an immortal". They are very obsessed with it. People like his master who have little desire to become an immortal are often lively and unrestrained and don't pay attention to accumulating merit. It is rare to find a person like Song Que who does good deeds and has no obsession in a thousand years.
Song Que said again: "Besides, you are far from the time to consider this, and your obsession is more than just becoming an immortal. Can you let go of your master?"
If you miss someone deeply, it will turn into obsession. Eliminating the obsession does not mean that Xiao Shan will forget his past, but it is definitely not enough to have it engraved in his heart like it is now, and to still drip two drops of blood from time to time.
Xiao Shan opened his mouth and closed it again.
Song Que said: "So I say, it's good to be a mortal. Care about whoever you love, and be obsessed with whatever you want. What do you do when you are a god?"
Song Que patted his shoulder, and Xiao Shan felt a warm current flowing into his body along the place where their limbs met. The vague pain and weakness were instantly replenished, and he finally had the strength to move.
Just as Xiao Shan wanted to thank Song Que, he picked him up and put him on a table and chair aside. Xiao Shan: "..."
Song Que didn't give him a chance to complain. He placed the braised pork ribs with radish that he had just cooked in front of Xiao Shan and said, "Eat it."
At this moment, Xiao Shan didn't bother to ask Song Que why he did this, nor did he remember that the radish inside was the same white radish Song Que used to humiliate him. Just when he was sitting on the ground unable to move, Song deliberately stewed the bowl of soup next to him. The smell was so fragrant that he couldn't stand it for a long time. Seeing that Song was not being polite to him, he didn't bother to think too much, picked up the spoon and drank the soup first.
Xiaoshan hasn't eaten serious food for a long time. One thing is unnecessary, and the other thing is that no one has brought it to him.
The last person who liked mortal food so much was his master. The master really doesn't look like a person in the world of cultivation. He spends all day eating, drinking and having fun. He seems to be interested in everything except cultivation. Xiao Shan had a bad temper and didn't like to quarrel with others. He would get into fights if he disagreed with others, but he couldn't do anything about this master who was not very advanced in cultivation.
At first, Xiaoshan's cultivation level was not as good as his master's. He couldn't bear to see his master neglecting his cultivation and there was nothing he could do. He could only talk about him endlessly in his ears. The master was annoyed by his chanting, so he stepped on the big knife and flew down the mountain to drink and have fun. . Xiaoshan didn't know how to wield a sword at that time, so he could only meditate on the mountain while sulking. An uncle saw him with a sullen face when he passed by, and joked that his master was not serious, so he accepted an extremely serious apprentice. Xiao Shan became even more angry when he heard this. Even though he disliked his master for being promiscuous, he would not be happy if others said so. Those masters and uncles are over a hundred years old, so they naturally won't care about a little boy like Xiao Shan. Seeing him like this, they say that his master is lucky to have a filial disciple, saying that he will be able to control his master's progress when he grows up.
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These words were meant to be narrow-minded, but Xiao Shan listened to them seriously and really made up his mind.
His master had had enough of wandering outside and remembered that there was still a young disciple waiting for him at the mountain gate, so he felt guilty and brought a bunch of food back to make amends.
Xiaoshan thought that he would take good care of this master as he advanced in the future, so he did not lose his temper with him. When the master saw that his little apprentice was well-behaved and easy to talk to, he was very happy and placed the pastries he bought in front of him one by one.
Xiao Shan didn't like to eat snacks, but when he saw the master's behavior, he twisted them one by one and ate them. To be honest, those pastries were choking and had a sweet taste, which really didn’t please Xiao Shan. After seeing him finish eating, the master thought he liked these mortal foods. From then on, whenever I left him to go down the mountain to play, I would definitely bring him some food when I came back. Some roast duck and chicken were really delicious. But after being seen by his uncle, the master was scolded again, saying that the master himself was very naughty, but he also wanted to lead his disciples, who were rare and extremely good, into bad shape. Xiaoshan was dissatisfied with his uncle's reprimand, so he lied to the master that he particularly liked those foods and hoped that the master would bring them to him in the future. The master has always been fearless, but that day he was scolded to death, saying that he was not as good as a few brothers in taking care of apprentices, and that he did not mean to harm Xiao Shan. From then on, the master rarely brought him food, only once or twice occasionally, thinking that it would not affect Xiaoshan's practice, but also satisfy Xiaoshan's craving, so as not to stifle him.
Xiao Shan thought about this and put another mouthful of soup into his mouth. This soup is really fresh, and the taste is not strong, but it melts people's hearts in it. If the master is here, he will drink up this bowl, saying Maybe he would hug Song Que's thigh and act rogue, asking others to cook him another bowl.
Xiao Shan laughed and scooped up a piece of radish. I don’t know where this radish was grown. After it was boiled until soft, he put it in his mouth and pressed it hard, then sucked it into his mouth and it melted, leaving a sweet taste in his mouth. It's delicious.
He ate the radish and then moved on to the ribs. There was not much meat on the ribs, but the fascia was connected to the bones, which was the most delicious part. It was not as difficult to separate as the meat on the hoof, so it tasted elegant and clean.
Xiao Shan is not an elegant person, but his master is. He didn't know what was wrong, but he felt like he was in a daze since he took this sip of soup, and kept thinking about his master. Xiaoshan ate one rib, then three or four pieces of radish, drank two sips of soup, and then ate another rib, in the same order. The tears that kept falling from his eyes suggested that he was not a puppet-like machine. object.
Song Que seemed confused and asked, "Why are you crying?"
Xiao Shan always thought that he was a tough man, how could he tolerate others saying he was crying? He immediately wiped his face with his sleeve and said in a rough voice: "Who do you think is crying?"
Song was too lazy to watch him deceive himself.
Xiao Shan was aroused by his conversation addiction and asked: "Do you know how my master died?"
But Song knew that he just wanted to personally agree with him, so he asked: "How did you die?"
Xiao Shan's tears fell even louder: "He died of old age. A great cultivator, he died of old age. If he had been more diligent, he would not have only lived for 312 years. At that time, I really hated him for not concentrating on cultivating immortality. .”
Song Que sighed and said, "Do you still hate him now?"
Xiao Shan said: "What a shame."
After a while, he said again: "You're right, it's good to be a mortal. He was very happy when he left. He was much better than the hateful-looking old men in other cultivators. Do you think I should also be a mortal?" mortal?"
Song Que said: "Look at yourself."
Xiao Shan said: "I think it's pretty good, but I have no experience. Can you teach me, should I self-destruct and cultivate?"
Song Que glanced at him up and down and said: "If you give up your cultivation, I'm afraid you won't think it's better to be a mortal. You'd better keep it and do whatever you like. If you have a chance, come to my place for something to eat." "
Xiao Shan smiled, wiped away the tears on his face, and nodded.
Song Que asked: "How is Miaochong Mountain doing now?"
Xiao Shan regained his energy and looked at him jokingly: "Aren't you a traitor to Miao Chongshan? Why do you still care about it?"
Song Que said: "The reason for being expelled from the mountain gate was a misunderstanding, but the result was that I was willing. Although my fate with Miaochong Mountain is over, I am a teacher once and a father forever. You know this truth better than me."
Xiao Shan paused and said: "Miao Chongshan is still the same. Although I lost a lot of face because of your incident, the loss is not a big deal. It's your talented second junior brother who is a bit bad."
Song Que said: "Oh? What can he do wrong?"
Xiao Shan said: "I heard that I have a demon inside me."