Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Rotten Wood Pavilion

"Raise it up a little, yes, yes, just put that, remember?" Old man Ma commanded Qingwen to put down the corresponding introduction of each object.

"Remember, thank you, Brother Ma!" Qingwen has a sweet mouth, and the old man Ma has always liked to call young people brothers, so she will push the boat and call her brother!

"Eh, girl, it's you, after I leave, I'll leave it to you!" Old man Ma has been in the inner gate for ten years, ten years, it is a wasteland that has been burned clean, and now it is also overgrown with grass and trees!

What, you ask, why does the old man know?

Ten years ago, when he came, there was nothing left on this mountain, and the situation inside the gate had just stabilized, and the fire that had burned here for three days and three nights had been extinguished, and there was not much ash left.

Now, you can see how vibrant the green cloud cover is.

"Remember to take care of you, what is that called... "Although Old Man Ma is not convinced of old age, he is still old after all, and his memory is always vague.

"Fairy oranges?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Fairy orange, it, it loves to play with the koi fish in the small lotus pond, there is... “

"I almost caught it once, and it really scared you. Even the cats and fish were thrown into the tank together. Qingwen skillfully continued, since this happened a month ago, Old Man Ma had to repeat it every day.

"That's not it! After this koi fish is out of the water for seven breaths, the scales of its whole body will dry up and crack, and then it will not be considered a good spiritual material! That is a sin, a sin!"

Here it is again, here it is again, Qingwen is used to it, Old Man Ma's nagging and stinginess are directly proportional, and when you take it apart separately, it is infinite, it's amazing!

"Speaking of this koi fish, steamed with dragon whisker roots, it is the most appropriate, if you are in a cup of green plum wine, tsk, it is to be hooked Hara Zi will flow out~"

No, no, Qingwen has seen the so-called dragon beard wood, which is a thin strip hanging down from the trunk of a tree that has been formed, falling into the soil and taking root.

And the so-called roots are actually those whiskers, which can be plucked and eaten.

I heard that the taste is crisp, the juice is sweet, and it contains a rich wood aura.

Qingwen was curious to eat it once, it felt like she was chewing dry wood branches, she wanted to vomit, but she was reluctant to contribute to the flowers, she wanted to swallow, from her throat to her stomach, she didn't want to, she could only hold it in her mouth, slowly absorb it, and then spit it out.

From then on, she no longer believed in the delicacy of the immortal cultivation world.

"I think back then, I was also a young man who built a foundation, and I was full of spirit, and I couldn't get used to the open and secret battles in the inner door, so I ran away for half my life and traveled all over the world. Up to now, how many deceased people have not yet reached the limit, but they have died and destroyed their souls, and they are not in the world. ”

When Old Man Ma said this, he stopped, and waited for Qingwen, who was listening on his face, but was actually in a daze in his heart, to come back to his senses.

"Hmm, Brother Ma, why were you so high-spirited back then?" Qingwen finally reacted and hurriedly threw out a question to cover up her problem.

"It doesn't matter, now that my term of office has arrived, for the sake of you working together and you calling me big brother. I would like to advise you for the time being. Don't look at this as just a clear water department, and there are not many people here on weekdays, so you slack off. You must know that you are a foundation building monk, and it is a bit overkill to come here, but Elder Qi must have his considerations, maybe this is a test of your heart... ”

Word by word, sentence by sentence, accompanied by spittle Xingzi popping out of Old Man Ma's mouth, Qingwen's ears were about to become calloused.

But the latter sentence has a different meaning, and a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in Qingwen's eyes.

It's a pity that when she thought that she hadn't found a way to restore her meridians in the Formation Pavilion, Qingwen no longer fantasized about it, and Shizun was afraid that she would regret it very much and accept such a promising apprentice.

Sending myself here, it is estimated that it is to give myself a place to stay, saying that I want to warm up the meridians, but I am afraid that the master has no choice, so I have to say so.

The glimmer in her eyes faded a little bit, and Qingwen was with the old man again. Anyway, for more than a month, he has taken good care of himself, and he still has to be polite.

Old man Ma chattered about how he was back then and how he is now, admonishing Qingwen.

Just when Qingwen thought that today would be like this, and that she would be alone tomorrow, an orange spike appeared by the door.

This is......

Sure enough, a cat-faced probe came out, and there was a red and white strip in his mouth, with shiny scales, and kept swaying... Koi fish!

Qingwen picked the corner of her eyes, and counted in her heart, one, two, three!

"This bad cat, why did you catch a fish and go ashore again!" a burst of angry shouts, and sure enough, it was the voice of the old man Ma.

I saw that he also stopped reminiscing about the past, and no longer felt that life is impermanent, and the years urge people to grow old.

Instead, he took two steps in one step, pinched the neck of the fairy orange, and threw it into the water tank he had taken out of the storage bag.

"Meow~Meow~" The cat opened its mouth, and the fish came out of the water.

Mention again, the orange comes out of the water, a smooth and beautiful orange, the cat is as its name, the hair is smooth and shiny, and the water does not enter, which is why Ma Laoer is unceremoniously.

"Amazing, amazing, or Brother Ma can control oranges, but I can't change them. "Qingwen is not a big deal to watch the excitement from the sidelines, anyway, this life is like this, staying in this decay pavilion is like going to work in the previous life.

"Sister Qingwen, it's not okay for you to raise a spirit pet like this, if you want me to say, the orange should be beaten like this, otherwise, it will think it is your master, won't this turn the sky upside down!" Ma Lao'er said this half angrily, half persuaded.

In his eyes, Qingwen has already built a foundation at a young age, and there is a master in the Dan period.

Naturally, she is much better than she was at that time, I don't know what the sect thinks, send her to take care of this rotten pavilion, what is there to manage, as soon as she leaves, she will be alone, take care of herself?

A monk with a great future is so lazy, it's a pity, it's a pity!

"Got it, Brother Ma, I'll discuss it with Tangerine. Qingwen replied with a hippie smile.

"Alright, alright, I don't know about you yet. When I go, you have to look good!" Ma Lao'er sighed softly, who was it for, and he couldn't tell who he was sending.

"Brother Ma, you can rest assured to go to Yunyou, I have my support here!" Qingwen still replied in a decent manner.

In fact, this decay pavilion is a place to recycle the garbage of the fairy world.

Magic weapons and spiritual objects all contain aura, even if they are broken into pieces, there will be, if you leave it alone, it will provoke something, so it is best to put it away.

High-level, needless to say, naturally it is not the turn of the Rotten Wood Pavilion, and the ordinary, most of them are cultivated by themselves, or by others.

In short, very few people came.

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