Snow is falling.

Silence fell.

It is as if the dust of history has been sealed.

Dugu Wushuang woke up.

It was so quiet, so quiet that he thought he might be in hell.

When he moved, his body touched the chopped firewood, and he made a sound.

Well?

Can you move?

Dugu Wushuang was stunned.

He looked at his body, and the wound on his body, which had covered his shoulders and landed on his waist, had healed completely.

Overnight, the fatal wound was actually recovered?!

Dugu Wushuang breathed sluggishly, turned his head to look around, and found himself in a firewood room.

"Who saved me...... With this kind of injury, I'm afraid that only immortals can have the power to return to heaven, right?"

He stood up, his breath a little heavi, but he didn't care.

Grab the peerless sword thrown on the ground, this is his lifeline, the pride of being a sword god.

Stroking the sword, Dugu Wushuang exhaled, "Since the thief God does not accept my Dugu Wushuang's life, then I, Dugu Wushuang, will slash this day with a sword!"

Pushed open the dilapidated door of the firewood room.

Dugu Wushuang walked out along the door.

Soft snow covered the ground.

In the yard, a fat chicken is fluttering happily!

This is the fat chicken who stepped on his head yesterday before he fell unconscious!

Dugu Wushuang narrowed his eyes.

"Wake up, just pack up and leave. ”

A faint voice rang out.

Dugu Wushuang was stunned, turned his head to look, and found an emaciated young man holding a bowl of hot fish soup, sitting on a chair, and drinking it slowly.

Beside it, an iron lump of iron sheet flew quietly there.

Where is this?

Dugu Wushuang frowned, he could see that there was no fluctuation of true qi on this emaciated young man's body.

There was no doubt that this young man was a mortal, not a cultivator.

The puppet is the same, there is no true qi fluctuation, I am afraid it is also a mortal thing.

Maybe this young man was a disciple of his predecessors who saved him?

"I don't know if the immortal master can be at home? ”

Dugu Wushuang bowed slightly towards the steps.

However, Bufang just glanced at him faintly and stopped talking.

I took a sip of fish soup and let out a breath of heat.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

"In the Lower Empire Sword God, Dugu is unique...... Ask to see the immortal master. ”

Dugu Wushuang frowned, accentuating his tone.

"There is no immortal master, if you are injured, just leave...... It's fate that you can find this place in the mountains. ”

Bu Fang took a bite of fish and said.

He stood up and walked towards the cabin.

Dugu Wushuang took a deep breath.

This mortal...... What a big breath.

However, Dugu Wushuang didn't make trouble, and took a deep look at the direction of Bufang.

I walked to the front of the wooden house and sat down quietly.

"Since Your Excellency doesn't say it, then I'm here to wait for the return of the Immortal Master......"

Dugu Wushuang Dao.

There was something burning in his heart.

Looking for immortals, the immortal road is difficult to find, and the world is upside down for this.

Since he was destined to meet an immortal master, how could he leave easily.

Xiaobai's mechanical head turned, and the godless mechanical eyes swept Dugu Wushuang's eyes, and Xiaoba clucked, his eyes playful.

In a wooden house.

Bufang walked out wearing a thick cotton jacket.

"Why are you still here?"

Seeing Dugu Wushuang sitting on the chair, his brows furrowed.

"Ask to see the immortal master ...... below"

Dugu Wushuang Dao.

"I said that there is no immortal master, you go quickly, and then you don't leave...... I'm driving people. "Walk the way.

He saved Dugu Wushuang because of the vast mountains, and the latter would actually find his wooden house, which is a kind of fate.

It's just a matter of having a glass of wine.

The walker didn't want to leave anyone in the cabin.

Dugu Wushuang was suddenly unhappy.

"You young man is so unreasonable...... I asked to see the immortal master, if the immortal master returned, he wouldn't see me, why did you drive people away!"

Dugu Wushuang Dao.

When it comes to immortal fate, how can he give up alone.

Although he is alone and unique, his swordsmanship is all over the world, but he is still far from the legendary immortals.

He once tried to break through the void, but unfortunately failed.

Since then, he has known that he is still far from becoming an immortal.

"If I am unreasonable...... You have already turned into dry bones and fed the wild wolves in the mountains. ”

Bufang shook his head, the corners of his mouth raised, and he felt slightly funny.

"Little Hachi...... Get him out. ”

Bu Fang said lightly.

After saying that, he turned around and went into the wooden house, carrying the basket and preparing to go out and go out of the mountains.

"Kick me out?"

The corners of Dugu Wushuang's mouth twitched.

Bufang is just a mortal.

There was a wooden puppet and a chicken...... Who did you let him out?

Dugu Wushuang didn't care.

And Bu Fang carried the basket on his back and went straight out.

"Giggles!"

Suddenly.

Dugu Wushuang was stunned.

Distance.

The fat corn's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

The head of the chicken is pressed down slightly.

The wings of the chicken slammed into its body.

Stepping away from the two chicken legs, he ran fast......

It's getting faster and faster......

"!!"

A rooster crows!

Little Hachi's paws stepped on the snow.

The snow exploded, revealing a large chicken claw.

Then, Xiaoba took off, the chicken paws opened, and kicked Dugu Wushuang's face!

Damn?!

Dugu Wushuang looked confused.

Too late to react.

was kicked in the face by a fat chicken, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

Smashed out of the wooden house.

Boom!

Snow is falling.

Dugu Wushuang looked at the sky sluggishly.

What the hell is he...... Kicked out by a chicken.

I'm so sad that I want to cry......

Bufang walked out of the wooden house with a basket on his back and a bamboo cane, and Xiaobai followed behind him.

Glancing at it, he fell in the snow and doubted the lonely man of life.

With a blank face, he continued to walk.

In a few moments, his figure disappeared into the misty mountain road.

Dugu Wushuang turned over and got up.

Glancing at the vanishing step.

His heart was throbbing right now.

He was wrong......

He was wrong all along.

He had a preconceived idea that the immortals should be some kind of old man.

Where to know...... This step that doesn't have any true qi on his body is an immortal!

Such a powerful fat chicken can listen to Bu Fang's words.

It shows that there is absolutely something extraordinary about Bufang!

Dugu Wushuang stood up.

However, before he could stand up straight, Xiao Ba ran and jumped up, and the chicken paw stepped away, and with a poof, kicked him in the face.

Dugu Wushuang looked confused and was kicked again.

Snow fell all over the ground.

Dugu Wushuang was furious.

He is the number one sword god in the empire, and he was kicked on the head by a chicken?

Even if he dies in battle, he can't be defeated by a chicken!

Gurg!!

Snow is falling.

Dugu Wushuang smashed into the snow again.

......

Bufang went to the mountains this time and did not come back for a short time.

He went to the top of the mountain, spent the night in the top of the mountain, and finally dug it with a hoe under a boulder at the top of the mountain.

A jar of fine wine was dug out of it.

"After three years of brewing, it was finally successful......

The corners of Bufang's mouth twitched.

This wine is buried on the top of this mountain, baptized by the essence of heaven and earth, and the impact of the earthy atmosphere of the mountain, which is absolutely extraordinary.

Remove the cap from a small corner.

That's where the aroma of wine comes out!

Taking a deep breath, Bufang was intoxicated.

Now.

Under the mountain.

The clouds rolled, and the sea of clouds emerged.

It was as if purple gas came from the east and merged into the wine jar.

A jar of wine exudes a majestic atmosphere.

Bu Fang's eyes are fixed, and with ordinary ingredients, you can also make a beautiful wine that has endured the world.

Sit on the top of the mountain.

Snow flies by.

Falling in a bumble.

Bufang poured a glass of wine.

The wine is turquoise blue and the color of the sky.

Bufang took a sip.

The rich aroma of wine suddenly poured into his limbs, and he felt a throbbing in his steps.

This sip of wine is the essence of his precipitation over the years.

Maybe not emotionally.

But inexplicably, his eyes were bright.

Take a sip of wine and watch the churning sea of clouds.

Bu Fang's heart is as calm as water.

How to go on the road of the god of cooking?

Do you really want to cut off the seven emotions and six desires like a soul god?

Take the ruthless road?

But...... Can ruthless food really go to the extreme?

Or, as Bu Fang thought before, gathering the best food in heaven and earth can cook the most delicious dishes and become a chef?

Maybe...... None of them, right.

A real chef...... Not as he thought.

Ayukata drank in silence.

Watch the clouds roll around.

......

Day 2.

Bufang went down the mountain.

Yun Shen didn't know where to go, but with a tap of the bamboo cane, he naturally found a way back.

Before returning to the cabin.

The step was stunned.

Distance.

A figure knelt in the snow, and the snow had fallen all over his body, as if it had wrapped it in a snowman.

Hachi is holding chicken wings and walking around with chicken legs.

It seems to sense that Bufang is returning.

Hachi stepped away from the chicken leg and flew towards the step.

With a clatter, he jumped up.

was raised by Bufang and grabbed the chicken's neck.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Bufang threw Xiaoba on Xiaobai's head, looked at Dugu Wushuang who was kneeling on the ground, and said.

Dugu Wushuang stared at Xiaoba with a resentful face.

His face was covered in chicken paw prints.

"Senior...... I was wrong. ”

Dugu Wushuang knelt on the ground and walked towards the side.

"Let's go......"

Bufang shook his head and said lightly.

He took a step and stepped into the wooden house.

Washing vegetables, cooking, a series of actions, flowing smoothly.

The rich fragrance soon lingers and spreads between heaven and earth.

Dugu Wushuang smelled the smell.

There was a strong feeling of hunger in the abdomen.

How can it be so fragrant?!

Isn't that just a simple stir-fried mountain delicacies?

As the No. 1 Sword God in the Imperial Capital, what delicacy has he not eaten?

However, I have never smelled such a fragrant smell.

Bufang ignored him, finished cooking, and ate while drinking.

Eating and eating, Bufang couldn't help frowning.

sighed.

Lowered the glass.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten fragrant rice...... Strange missing. ”

Bufang muttered.

Eat it all in a relaxed way.

It's about putting away the plates.

He brought a hat and carried a basket of fat fish wandering.

It's time to go down the mountain and exchange some rice with the villagers.

Seeing the step side, he was going out again.

Dugu Wushuang's face suddenly darkened.

This immortal master...... Can you bear to watch him kneel here all the time?

That's right...... Really forbearance.

Xiaoba dangled in front of him with chicken legs, and Dugu Wushuang was close to each other.

Bufang grabbed the bamboo cane and walked down the mountain.

Dugu Wushuang's eyes suddenly lit up, the immortal master is going down the mountain?

As soon as he thought of this, Dugu Wushuang did not kneel.

He got up, patted his kneeling knee, carried his sword, and quickly followed.

He followed Bu Fang from a distance, not daring to go up and disturb Bu Fang.

Bufang went down the mountain and walked to the village according to the path in his memory.

After several years, I wonder if the villagers will remember him.

Although the step side has no cultivation.

But Dugu Wushuang followed, he still knew.

He didn't care, love followed.

Walk down the muddy road.

The shadow of the village looms close.

Dugu Wushuang saw the direction of Bufang's walking, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little strange......

He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he didn't continue......

Bufang came to the village.

An icy chill came rushing in.

The concession party frowned.

The village was in disarray and dilapidation......

The farm implements were covered with snow, and some houses collapsed...... Dilapidated.

The whole village is deserted.

It's like a deserted village.

"Immortal Master...... Although I don't know what entanglement you have with this village, this village was slaughtered three years ago, and there is no ...... left in the whole village of 300 people."

Dugu Wushuang sighed and said.