He had to change into an ordinary dress, and then rolled up his sleeves to do housework. By the time he had gone through all the effort to clean the room, an hour had passed.

He was a little hungry, and saw that there was a pot stove in the corner of the wall, and there were spices such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar next to it, so he walked over and looked through it to see what dishes there were, but there was nothing left, only a little rice left, so he asked Wuwei Daoist what he planned to eat for dinner.

Wuwei Daoist didn't even raise his eyelids, he just said whatever, just make something light, their cultivators can't eat meat.

When Murong Feng heard that he was going to be a vegetarian, his whole face fell, he had been busy with his journey recently, and he hadn't eaten a good meal, and now that he was here and continued to be vegetarian, he felt that he was hungry and thin, and if he continued like this, he would really lose weight.

However, since Daoist Wuwei had already spoken, he couldn't disobey his order, so he could only go to the market and buy some fresh vegetables back, and then clumsily made two dishes, one of which was fried and pasted, and the other was too salty, and it was so salty.

Daoist Wuwei put down his chopsticks after only taking one bite, and said: "Your cooking skills are really poor, you have to practice diligently in the future, otherwise we will only be hungry, you can eat all these dishes, don't leave them, otherwise it will be a waste." Then he ignored Murong Feng's ugly face and went to the side to meditate again.

Murong Feng was dumbfounded when he looked at those dishes, because he really couldn't swallow these dishes, Wuwei actually wanted to ask him to eat them all, how could this be? But he looked at Wuwei, as if there was no room for negotiation, so he had to close his eyes and stuff those dishes hard.

After eating, he felt that his stomach was uncomfortable, and his mouth was bitter and salty, it was simply mixed, and he didn't know what it tasted like.

At this time, he suddenly regretted a little, thinking to himself what he was doing, maybe he shouldn't worship this Wuwei as a teacher, not only to work, but also to suffer from his anger, even if others are not as high as his cultivation, but at least better than his character. And not only do you have to do these things, but you also have to spend your own money, this inaction is a dime and a dime iron rooster at first glance. And so far, he doesn't seem to have said anything about teaching himself, just telling himself to do this and that.

Thinking of this, he coughed, cleared his throat, and then asked tentatively, "Master, when will we start cultivating?" ”

Wuwei was silent for a while, then opened his eyes and glanced at him, and said, "You seem to be in a hurry." ”

Murong Feng rubbed his hands embarrassedly and said, "I'm not in a hurry, I just want to ask you for advice as soon as possible, learn more spells from you, and it's not in vain that I came all the way here." ”

Wuwei Daoist said lightly: "If you want to cultivate the Tao, you have to cultivate yourself first, when to do it without arrogance or rashness, without joy or anger, without desire and desire, then you can calm down and cultivate, now you can't meet the requirements, you are too easy to put joy and anger on your face, and your heart has not been completely settled, let's talk about it after a while, if I think you are suitable, I will naturally tell you." After saying that, he closed his eyes again.

Hearing his words, Murong Feng only felt that his eyes were dark, because when he said this, it was as if he had really sentenced himself to life imprisonment. He knows that his mind is uncertain, he is prone to anger, and he also likes to put his joy and anger on his face, but this is innate, and it is not an overnight thing to change this? It must take a lot of time, but how can he have so much time to waste?

He wanted to devote himself to cultivation right away, he didn't want to just do chores, cook, wash clothes, and clean every day, isn't this the same as a nanny, he didn't come to be a servant for others.

After hesitating for a moment, he said to Daoist Wuwei: "Daoist, in fact, I just need to pay a little attention to what you said, if you don't like it, I won't do it in the future, but can you teach me from now on, from the simplest start, and let me have a hope, otherwise doing these things every day will really wear down people's will." ”

Wuwei Daoist raised his eyelids and glanced at him again, and said: "Do you know that being anxious is a taboo for cultivating immortals, there were many people who wanted to ascend to the sky in one step because they were too anxious, and in the end they all failed, and some people even went crazy, and there is no way to take the road of cultivating immortals again, the reason why I let you cultivate your self-cultivation is also for your own good, if you can't even do such a simple thing, then you don't have the point of staying here, you can leave immediately." ”

Murong Feng saw that he was angry, and hurriedly said: "Master, don't be angry, I'm just talking, since this matter is so important, then I will listen to you." ”

After that, he went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, wash the dishes and wash the pots. By the time he was done, it was already dark.

He exhaled a cloudy breath and thought to himself that he could finally rest now! But just as he was about to climb into bed, Daoist Wuwei spoke again, this time he asked Murong Feng to make him wash his face, and Murong Feng had to go out and get him a basin of wash water and come back.

After Daoist Wuwei washed his face, he asked him to bring water over and wash his feet. Murong Feng had no choice but to swallow his anger and bring the water to the side of the bed and let him wash his feet.

After Daoist Wuwei finished washing his feet, he went directly to bed and lay down, which seemed to mean that he had to ask Murong Feng to pour water for washing his feet, Murong Feng had no choice but to walk over, bend down and pick up the water, glared at him fiercely, and then splashed the water outside, and when he came back, Daoist Wuwei had already snored slightly, and it seemed that he had fallen asleep.

He waved his fist at Wuwei Daoist, then put the basin on the stool, and went back to sleep in the hammock.

Today, after doing so many things in a day, he got a rest, he felt a sore back, and he was uncomfortable all over, and it was not comfortable to fall asleep in this bed, and he tossed and turned on it for a long time before falling asleep.

On the second day, he was sleeping soundly, and was woken up by Daoist Wuwei, he opened his eyes and saw that it was not yet dark, so he rubbed his eyes and asked, "Daoist, what did you call me?" ”

Wuwei Taoist said, "Get up and make breakfast." ”

Murong Feng heard an "ah" and said, "Is it still dark to get up so early to cook?" What do you do after breakfast? ”

Wuwei Taoist said: "After breakfast, you stay at home to wash clothes, I want to go out for a walk." ”

Murong Feng thought angrily, since there is nothing to do, why do you have to eat so breakfast? Isn't it good to get a little more sleep?