Mu Qingxuan was surprised again by the surprise she brought to him, and chose the white rice in Gu Tinglan's hand.

Two bowls of rice are put into the steaming rack on the pot, heated by the steam of the soup, when the sky is completely dark, the two have already eaten a bowl of hot soup and rice, the white rice is under the bottom, compacted, into a golden soup is poured on the rice, soaked to the surface, and then used a colander to hold the hot shredded chicken and cut into small pieces of shiitake mushrooms, the aroma is overflowing, appetizing.

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Recalling the pot of chicken soup that night, although it was simple due to environmental restrictions, it was a delicacy that would be difficult to replicate later.

Thinking of this, he took out a few shiitake mushrooms separately and placed them in a conspicuous position in the ice cellar, so that Qing Xuan could take them at any time next time he came back. However, there is still one chicken missing, and the really delicious chicken soup is best stewed with the whole chicken, the meat of the two chicken thighs and chicken breasts is shaved in advance, and when it is frozen to semi-hard, it is best to cut it, cut it into thin shreds along the texture, and put it in a soup pot with boiling water before it completely melts, and the wisps are softened by the hot soup, and spread a piece at the bottom of the pot, and the shiitake mushrooms should also be cut into very small cubes, so that the delicious taste can be integrated into the soup as soon as possible.

The skeleton was used to stew the soup base, the chicken breast was also put into the soup pot, and the remaining two chicken thighs were just steamed in a clay pot to steam a can of noodles, the chicken thighs were marinated, and a few cuts were drawn in the thick of the meat, and water was added to the fire to steam, and the newly made hand-rolled noodles should be steamed once first, boiled until half-cooked and then fished out, passed three times of cold water, and then stacked onto the chicken thighs in the jar. The soup will fall back to just below the pasta.

It tastes so delicious, and Qing Xuan likes it too.

With a happy face recalling the past and making arrangements for the future meal, but suddenly remembered that there was still a fire burning in the stove, and quickly got up a few steps to rush over. So he squatted down to put out the fire, Xu just got up a little harder, and suddenly felt a little dizzy, and held on to the stove for a while before standing up again.

After turning off the fire, the rice porridge in the pot was put into the porcelain basin, to prepare for breakfast, recently, I don't know what's wrong, she always feels dizzy and nauseous, sometimes the action of getting up is fierce, you will feel black in front of your eyes, if you know that your body will be so casual now, you should study more medical skills when you are still in the school, at least you can know how to recuperate. Instead of focusing on cultivating martial arts, he only felt that it was convenient to go out, but after all, he couldn't be by Qing Xuan's side for a long time.

If she could have devoted herself to studying medicine, she would have been able to go out with him at any time, but now, I don't know what kind of woman would be by his side to comfort and heal him.

Perhaps, it was the same senior sister who treated him when he was a teenager and suffered the fatal wound on his back.

Before, she had never cared about this, but after falling in love with someone, she suddenly realized how lucky she was if she could refine pills or practice medicine, at least, she could protect her loved ones from being harmed.

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Du Zhan is a disciple of Mu Qingxuan, but I don't know whether to say that he is lucky or unlucky, when he first entered the sect, he was experiencing a small turmoil in the sect, and the master did not have much energy to teach him, but he was also quite conscientious, and the basic exercises and sword moves were all taught, but he didn't have time to guide the sword intent.

Looking at the entire Xuanmen, Forget to Return Mountain is a peculiar sect, and the founder has long been nowhere to check, but now except for the head of the sect who specializes in swordsmanship, the elders of the other sects have their own strengths and do not interfere with each other.

There are four ways to practice in the mountains: the way of the sword is their lineage, Du Zhan's master Mu Qingxuan is a disciple of the third generation, and when he arrives at Du Zhan, he is naturally the fourth generation. Although he studied under the master, most of the disciples who practiced kendo were 'coolies', such as taking bounty tasks, traveling to various places to find the materials needed for the disciples of other sects, and interacting with other sects.

It can be said to be all-encompassing, and it can also be said to be where you need to move, because kendo is the easiest to get started, but it is also the most difficult to achieve, but compared to the other three that require talent, it is also a good place to go.

The other three gates: Danmen, based on alchemy talismans and calculating heavenly machines. The instrument gate is naturally mainly based on refining magic weapons, but if there are any pots and pans that are damaged, the disciples of the instrument gate are also willing to use it to practice.

At first, the elders wanted to call it the garment gate, but the other elders felt that it was sissy and dismissed, so the elders of this door thought that since they were prejudiced against the garment, it should be called the garment gate, but it was rejected again, because the elders of the refining door felt that the names were too similar and could not reflect the uniqueness of the instrument gate.

Because I couldn't settle down for too long, I simply called a clothes door, although it was a bit weird, but it was better than being called 'sewing clothes' every day.

Speaking of clothes, they not only sew clothes, headscarves, purses, shoes, fan covers, as long as it is related to wearing, they do it, and even more, cloth curtains and bed tents, regardless of the material, will find a way to integrate into the soft fabric.

Speaking of which, I have to mention Meng Qiong and his fire feather cloak that almost never leaves his body, probably all his energy is spent on studying materials, and it is not like the instrument gate can make a lot of harmful magic weapons, so Meng Qiong, like other disciples of the Yimen, wraps himself like a turtle, when he encounters an enemy, people can't hurt him, and he can't hurt anyone, but fortunately, he runs relatively fast, but he is also free.

Let's talk about Du Zhan again, when you are lucky, you can see your master once every month, and when you are unlucky, once a year is good. Although he did not have too strong talents, he was better at hard work, perhaps because he felt that he owed this apprentice for not fulfilling his duty of teaching, so he provided him with pills and magic clothes and weapons as much as he could.

Du Zhan's master took him in when he was a teenager, and the master and apprentice got along for a long time, although Du Zhan was young at the time, he also remembered that once, the master was carried back covered in blood, and a female master of Danmen stayed up all night to heal his wounds, and only then did he pick up a life.

During the period of recuperation, they got along very well, just like other disciples, Du Zhan also thought that the master and the uncle would be together in the end, but after that, a turmoil broke out in the door, and the uncle was also a member of the defection division, during that time, the master was very depressed, and he didn't even say more, perhaps, the master liked the master very much, the master was so beautiful, and he was one of the best alchemy saints in the door, and a woman as good as her would have had many suitors.

But Uncle Ke defected......

It seems that it was a relationship that was hurt by love, and after that, the master seemed to be a different person, and it was difficult to see a smile on his face.

It is often in and out of those places where flowers sleep and willows.

Later, he met the current teacher.

When they met for the first time, Shi Niang was like a master, and it was difficult to see a smile on her face, but later he learned that Shi Niang was originally a female cultivator whose cultivation was not weaker than that of her master, but in order to save him, she forcibly reversed the exercises, so that her cultivation was completely lost.

Du Zhan once recalled the appearance of the master in his memory, but it was a blur, he only knew that his cultivation was not weak, but he didn't know how high it was, every time he pointed out, it was straight to the point, and the rest had to be understood by himself, and he would not say much.

But he must be a very outstanding person, after all, there have been two women who have gone to save him regardless of the consequences, one has lost his cultivation, and the other has lost his foundation.

Although he has been with him for many years, he still doesn't understand what the master thinks in his heart, because of the departure of his uncle, he began to linger in Fireworks Willow Lane, but now that he has a master, he is still lingering in this kind of place.

Hanyan Pavilion, although it has a subtle name, but the decoration outside and the flow of people tell outsiders, this is a fun-seeking place that can be arbitrarily done with silver, Du Zhan strode in, raised his hand to block the women who wanted to surround outside, walked up to the second floor, and opened the door of the third room on the left side of the corridor.

Mu Qingxuan is obviously a resident here, and when he is interested, he will invite a few beautiful ladies to come to accompany the wine, and when Du Zhan came in, there was a woman in bright red clothes sitting on his lap, being held in his arms, and drinking a glass of wine handed over by the woman.

Du Zhan opened the door loudly, as if to remind the people in the house that someone had come in. But when he came in, he didn't speak, and he didn't let the women who accompanied him get close, and just sat upright opposite him, bowing his head slightly.

The whole room was full of the aroma of fat powder, but it was not greasy, Mu Qingxuan buried his head on the shoulder of the woman in his arms, looking at the white and beautiful swan neck, somehow, he thought of Gu Tinglan, there was a scar on the left side of her neck, which was not very big, and it would not be noticeable if it was covered up a little.

She is such a unique woman, compared to medical skills, she actually loves to hold a sword and slash demons, and he has seen a lot of women who practice swordsmanship, but none of them are like Gu Tinglan, who has a very high cultivation but also has good cooking skills, and is as evil as hatred but with a sense of compassion, but since that incident, she has also begun to change, she no longer likes to laugh, and she has always been full of sorrow.

Closing his eyes a little tiredly, Mu Qingxuan waved his hand: "You all go down." ”

The room full of flowers and branches stepped out one by one, Mu Qingxuan drank a glass of wine on the rouge seal next to the white porcelain cup, his eyes seemed to be asleep, and he was drunk: "Every time you come to me, it's like this, with a strained face, not smiling or talking, people who don't know, think you're here to seek revenge." His voice was hoarse from drinking too much, but it didn't affect the clarity of what he wanted to say.

"Does Master really like Master? Or is it just because of mercy? "Because of mercy, she has lost her cultivation for you.