Zhou Qian scratched his head in surprise, listening to the sloppy old man's words, he couldn't help but hesitate for a while, and looked blankly at the cauldron next to him that was smoking.

"Stinky boy, didn't you hear me, go and add firewood to the stove, if the heat is cut off and you can't cook that taste, you won't eat today, go hungry." ”

As soon as Shenyin's words fell, he didn't care about Zhou Qian, who was in a daze, he directly took the fishing rod and the fish cage to sit down on the limestone platform next to the waterhole and fish quietly.

Zhou Qian had no choice but to shake his head, although he was reluctant, he still held a dry firewood and slowly walked to the cauldron.

The fire at the bottom of the pot was booming, and as soon as Zhou Qian approached, he felt a wave of heat coming from the surface, and a trace of smoke floated out, which made him cry.

"Ahem, ahem...... It's smoky!"

Zhou Qian immediately put down the firewood, rubbed his already red eyes, and complained.

But the sloppy old man didn't seem to hear Zhou Gan's complaints, he still fished quietly, and from time to time he hit a rod, he laughed, and hummed a little song in his mouth, as if he didn't care about Zhou Gan's existence.

"Hmph, this old man has not passed on my talisman technique since I went up the back mountain, just horizontal and vertical, although horizontal and vertical is the foundation, but after all, it has been carved for so long, it stands to reason that a little simple talisman should also be taught, but it does not mention the art of talisman at all, and even feels like giving up. ”

Zhou Qian muttered in his heart, he already had a sense of dissatisfaction, he sent the firewood under the stove indiscriminately, and suddenly the fire was surging, the flames splashed everywhere, and the lid of the pot was under this fierce fire, buzzing, and there was a high-temperature steam at the edge of the pot, rushing away.

"Stinky boy, you can't burn the pot!"

After hearing the sound of the pot lid crackling, the sloppy old man immediately threw down the fishing rod, walked in front of Zhou Gan, looked at the boiling cauldron, and immediately scolded angrily, and immediately gave Zhou Qian a violent shudder.

"Don't fight, it hurts!"

Zhou Qian immediately covered his head and muttered quietly.

He really doesn't know how to cook a pot, after all, in the Zhou family, he is the respect of the young master, only food to open his mouth, clothes to stretch his hand, everything in life is arranged, even if there is any trouble, there will be someone to solve it.

"Stinky boy, you can't add firewood, how to cook for your daughter-in-law in the future, you can't cook, it's really a shame for men. ”

The sloppy old man looked at Zhou Qian, who was touching his head in front of him, and scolded, with a trace of anger in his eyes.

"Hmph, you didn't make the boiled fish into a grilled fish......

When Zhou Qian heard the old man say this, he was immediately unconvinced, and muttered quietly.

Who knew that his whispered complaint was heard by the old man, and he immediately suffered a heavy tremor.

"Hmph, you old guy, you're really unreasonable!"

Zhou Gan's anger had already come up at this moment, and he didn't care that the other side was the power of the Wang Realm, so he directly scolded.

"If you can cook, how can there be no Taoist couple, why live alone in the back mountain, from this point of view, you are also a person who can't cook, besides, shouldn't it be a woman who cooks?"

"You stinky boy, you know a fart, the milk stinks and doesn't dry, and you dare to tell me about the world, get out of the calf!"

When the old man saw that Zhou Qian dared to refute, he felt unhappy for a while, and then immediately kicked Zhou Gan's ass and kicked him far away.

"Hmph, unreasonable!"

Zhou Qian was kicked in vain, and his heart was very atmospheric, but he couldn't beat the old man, so he had to helplessly take the fishing rod, sit on the stone platform, and catch the fish, one hook at a time, as if it was intentional, Zhou Qian put the fish caught into the old man's fish cage, so that the cage that originally only had one or two fish became full in an instant.

"Good boy, a ruthless boy!"

The old man looked at his fish cage, his eyes widened like a copper bell, and secretly admired.

......

Spring goes to autumn, cold comes and summer, time in the mountains is like an arrow, three years have passed in a blink of an eye, Zhou Qian is already eleven years old, slowly fading away from immaturity, with a trace of heroism, and because of his delicate face and slender figure, he is also a handsome young man in the entire Qingshan Sect.

In the past three years, he has only been home twice, both at the end of the year, stepping on the snow, wearing a thick cotton robe, going home alone, the family is reunited, and the eldest brother and second brother also have a prominent reputation in Tianze, that is, when the family is in a big competition, there is no figure of Zhou Qian, which makes Zhou Zhen have a trace of regret.

After Zhou Qian was accepted as an apprentice by the Qingshan Sect, he made waves in Tianze, and for a time there was an endless stream of people visiting the Zhou family, and even the Tianze royal family sent a decree to congratulate him.

Worshipping into the sect means stepping into the path of cultivation with half a foot, as long as you are diligent enough, you may also become a real monk, that is, an immortal in the eyes of mortals!

But Zhou Qian, this stinky boy is not at all like an immortal who has entered the path of cultivation, he is still naughty when he returns home, and the entire Zhou family has been made miasma by him, as if the little evil star is back, especially the sentence "The kid has a way", which evokes everyone's nightmares.

In the past three years, the most surprising thing for Zhou Qian was not that the sloppy old man did not teach him the art of talisman seals, after all, whenever he asked for the secret art of talisman seals, the other party either asked him to depict horizontal and vertical, or asked him to burn the cauldron, but Zhou Gan knew.

In the past three years, he has no other skills, if it is about engraving and burning pots, even if you look at the whole Tianze, no one can surpass him, after all, a person can burn a pot for three years, and he is also a ruthless person.

Whenever Zhou Gan said goodbye and was about to return to the mountain, Zhou Zhen asked his son to show everyone the techniques he had learned, which made Zhou Gan's head big for a while, and he had to resign on the grounds that the sect's spells could not be shown.

Zhou Qian stood on a peak in the back mountain at the moment, with his hands behind his back, looking at the reckless mountain range, his heart had a yearning for the journey, he had almost not left the back mountain in the past three years, which made the disciples of the five peaks think that he was learning some peerless rune, because the rune is different from the Tao, the rune has to gather momentum, and the more powerful the rune, the more time it takes to portray.

Of course, the length of time also depends on people, and the speed of portrayal of the same talisman seal is also different, just like Zhou Qian, he has now carved horizontally and vertically to the point of doing whatever he wants.

He felt the wind in the mountains at the moment, looking at the vast sky, and then a shout, the sound was loud, echoing throughout the valley, and the rich aura lingered around it, making it seem like a whirlpool, sucking the aura of heaven and earth, and his spiritual transformation technique has also advanced by leaps and bounds in the past three years, and the speed of transforming the aura is much faster than before, so that the source of life and death in his body is more pure, the vitality is like the bright sun, and the dead qi is like a black hole.

"Chirp~"

Suddenly, a crisp chirp appeared, the sound was like lightning, reflecting Zhou Gan's ears, and then a golden shadow suddenly appeared, instantly descending on Zhou Gan's shoulder, the golden shadow was Xiao Shengsheng, but it was still the size of a palm, it seemed that it had not changed in three years, the only change was that its feathers were fuller, the color was more gorgeous, and the feathers were as bright as golden fire, shining brightly.

"Xiaoshengsheng, you have grown up!"

Zhou Qian stroked Xiao Shengsheng's golden feathers and said softly. Baidu takes a look at the latest chapter of "Immortal Tomb Masterpiece Literature" to read for free for the first time.