Chapter 111 Taoist Qingxuan: How hard life must these fellow Taoists have! (asking for monthly votes) The mountain breeze blew the spring flowers, making them flutter like ribbons over the temple. The yard was silent, with only the sound of washing with water. The junior sister washed the picked pine needles carefully, put them into several porcelain jars nearby, and mixed them with water from the mountain spring stream. Looking down, she saw white foam splashing in the pine needles. "Well……" Then put the lid on and seal it with mud. While taking a break, he turned his head and looked. The senior brother next to him also sat on a small stool, washing the leaves he had picked with a wooden basin. The fox lay beside him, looking at them in confusion, especially at her. The junior sister felt a little itchy on her face. She tilted her head, raised her elbow and rubbed it with her arm, but it hurt again. "Boo?"

The fox couldn't help but tilt his head, becoming even more confused. After the senior brother learned the part of communicating with birds and beasts in the method of gathering beasts and taming birds, he realized that the senior brother could understand what he meant, and Fuyao's expressions were also more varied than before. But the junior sister still didn’t understand. I could only hear my brother replying while cleaning: "Of course I can't breathe fire." "Woo?" "Honey is made by bees with great effort. We are already in the wrong by stealing it. If we spit fire and burn the bees to death, I will never be able to learn Fourth Brother's magic." "..." The fox lay there, not quite understanding what was going on. The junior sister glanced at them and guessed what the fox was asking. "I'm not in pain!" So she spoke to the fox. Lin Jue smiled and continued to work. The leaves of the turtledove are also called fairy leaves and Guanyin leaves. As the name suggests, when people first discovered that they could be eaten this way, they were very surprised and full of gratitude for the gift of nature. However, some people transferred this gratitude to gods and Buddhas. After Lin Jue finished washing, he changed the basin of water and rubbed the picked leaves into pulp. This kind of leaves has a kind of fragrance and is gelatinous. A basin of water will quickly become viscous, and the water that comes through it will be a deep green like jade. "Brother Shi, I'm done." The junior sister finished her work and stood up and said. It seemed that she was reporting that she had finished the work, but in fact, given her personality, she was asking if there was anything she could help with and was asking for work to do. "Get some ashes."

"Oh!" The junior sister didn't know what he was going to do, so she had to do it. In the temple, people cook by burning plants and only plants. The ashes are very clean. The younger sister took some and, as her elder brother said, added water to it. She then drained it with a clean cloth and left it to settle. I saw the senior brother also took a piece of cloth and drained the green juice in the basin into the basin, and then cleaned up the foam. The man and the fox looked on eagerly, their eyes full of curiosity. "The principle of making this turtledove tofu is actually the same as that of making konjac and steamed eggs. If you want to make it of good quality and delicate texture, you have to make sure there are no bubbles. So scoop it out first." Seeing that they seemed somewhat interested, Lin Jue explained it to them casually. I don’t know when a few more brothers came over. These Taoists were really idle. Most of them were obviously not young. They came over and looked at it curiously, but did not say anything. Instead, they squatted beside it and watched with wide eyes, just like the little junior sister and the fox. From time to time, he turned his head to look at his junior sister who had changed her appearance. At this time, the wood ash water has become almost clear. Lin Jue took a look at the basin of green juice, then picked up a small bowl, as if calculating how many bowls of water the basin of juice could match. After calculating the ratio, he scooped up a bowl of wood ash water and poured it into the basin. The impurities have been filtered out, and after clarification, this bowl of wood ash water actually looks very clean, just a little more gray than clear water. "Stir it again and mix it evenly. Wait until all the bubbles on the surface disappear, and it will look good when it's done." Lin Jue said, "But I can't remember the proportions clearly, but they should be about the same. I don't know if it will look weird when it's done later." Several brothers turned their heads and looked over: "Brother, what is this?" "Just a snack." "how to eat?" "You will know in two quarters of an hour." So several people and the fox sat here waiting. The basin was full of green, like the deep water of a quiet lake, but it was unknown when the juice in the basin had quietly solidified. However, it was still tender and reflected the light of the sky, so it was impossible to tell whether it had solidified. Until the mountain breeze blew the rhododendrons and fell on it. The petals do not sink, as if floating on the water. Lin Jue reached out and took it away. Inadvertently, his fingers touched the green below, but they neither fell into the water nor were they stained by the water. Instead, the objects in the basin shook and trembled due to the force. It seems to be very elastic. "Junior brother, has two quarters of an hour passed?" The third senior brother was knocking on the ground with a wooden stick for fun. "Not quite there yet, but it's done." Lin Jue took the knife and, under everyone's fixed gaze, he drew a well-shaped character in the basin and actually took out a piece of the contents of the basin.

At this moment it is still emerald green, a very beautiful green, but it is condensed into one. If it were not very soft and elastic, it would look like a whole piece of jade, or a piece of quiet and deep autumn water picked using the top-level method. No need for a cutting board, just spread it out with your hands and use a knife to lightly cut it into many small cubes and put them into a bowl. The freshly taken honey is poured on top and piled up into a clumping mass, which then slowly melts away. The osmanthus flowers that were dried last year looked like broken stars when sprinkled on the surface. There was also a peach blossom petal given by the mountain breeze behind me, which just happened to fall into the bowl. Lin Jue held the bowl in one hand and handed it to his junior sister: "You have worked hard, so I'll give you the first bowl. Stir it before eating." "Hey, no, no! The wet brothers are here! Give them to the senior brothers!" "Take it." "Oh……" Only then did the junior sister take the bowl. This pot can be divided into many parts, and everyone can have a bowl. Even Taoist Yunhe had brought a recliner to lie in front of the Banshan Hall, enjoying the spring breeze, watching the flower petals flying in the sky, and eating a bowl of dark green turtledove tofu. Finally, it was Lin Jue himself. It is still a small green cube with honey and osmanthus. Stir it casually with a spoon, then scoop a mouthful into your mouth. This first pot turned out to be quite good. It was neither too thin or shapeless due to too little wood ash water, nor too hard and easy to break due to too much. It was just the right soft and chewy texture, with the fragrance of dove leaves in the mouth. Honey is a good thing, and it is good because it tastes good, but you have to get the honey freshly brewed when the flowers are in bloom, so that the honey will naturally have the fragrance of the flowers that are blooming in the area. In this case, it is peach blossoms and azaleas, and the honey can also clearly taste the faint, refreshing and sweet fragrance of peach blossoms. The fragrance of turtledove leaves, peach blossoms, osmanthus and cool sweetness create a great taste. "good to eat!" "It has to be Junior Brother." "Why don't we write down this skill of ours in a book and pass it down as the eighth ancestral magic of our Taoist temple?" "Ha ha……" Many fellow disciples were chatting and laughing. Looking back, they saw Taoist Yunhe, who was sitting under the eaves with a bowl in his hand, also smiling. Lin Jue just smiled and said nothing. correct-- As if he suddenly remembered something, he stood up again, used the last bit of turtledove tofu, and made another bowl to offer as a sacrifice to the mountain god. There are many Taoist temples in Yishan, but there are no temples or statues of the mountain god. However, there is no need to worry about this, because the whole mountain is his Taoist temple, and Fuqiu Peak is also his territory. He can just find a place to light three incense sticks and silently recite the name of the mountain god in his heart. "call……" However, just after lighting the incense and offering sacrifices to the mountain god, a wind suddenly blew up in the mountain and blew away all the bowls and spoons.

I'm afraid he went deep into Mount Yishan. …… A few days later, the mountains were in full bloom. A group of Taoists were still sitting there admiring the flowers. There were also some braised meat cakes, turtledove tofu and wine, but there was also an extra jar for the junior sister. After breaking the mud seal, pine needles and water were revealed in the jar. The sweet spring water had changed color slightly due to being soaked, and there were obviously many bubbles when it was poured out. The junior sister came closer to take a closer look and took a sip first. "what?" There was no other strange smell in the water, only the fragrance of pine needles and the sweetness of honey, but when she drank it, she felt that there was a lot of air in it, which was released as soon as it entered her mouth, which made her feel quite strange. “It’s weird, but delicious.” At this time, the little sister had restored her original appearance under the skillful hands of the fifth brother. She opened her eyes wide and showed a look of surprise. He poured the second cup to the master first, then to the junior brother, and then observed secretly. When the master heard this, he frowned and also felt strange. When the senior brother shouted, he narrowed his eyes, and there seemed to be some nostalgia in his eyes. At this time, everyone urged her to come. The junior sister then stopped observing and poured it to everyone one by one. Then they talked, laughed, ate and drank at will. As they were chatting, the fox looked down the mountain again, stretched his head towards the small bowl, licked it a few times, smacked his lips a few times, then stood up and walked down the mountain. There are blue sky and white clouds on the mountain, but there is thick fog at the foot of the mountain. It happened to be the rhododendron blooming season. These rhododendrons had been growing for who knows how many years. They bloomed in the mountain mist, either on the roadside or overhead, with faint pink, white and red colors. The presence of this flower on the ancient mountain road instantly adds a sense of depth and tranquility. Three Taoists were walking along the path. "Are we going the wrong way?" Taoist Qingxuan looked up as he walked, and saw thick fog and clusters of flowers in the deep mountains above. There was no doubt that it was a beauty that was hard to find elsewhere, but it also had a certain mysterious and profound feel. "Brother, don't be afraid." A calm and cold voice came from the side, "Even if we go the wrong way, it's still Yishan. The Yishan Mountain God is as powerful as the True Lord, so there will be no danger." "It's actually pretty nice!" "..." "What kind of flower is this? Why don't we dig a few and plant them in our Qiyun Mountain when we leave?" "..."

"Alas, why are the Taoist temples of these spiritual Taoists so remote and hard to find? They are so far away from the human world. How hard must their lives be in the mountains?" "..." No one paid any attention to him. Taoist Qingxuan felt bored talking to himself, so he turned around and looked at Junior Brother Ma. "Yes, Senior Brother." Senior Brother Ma nodded and said. As he was speaking, he saw a white shadow flash in the forest. "There's something!" The female Taoist priest with snow-white skin clenched her whisk tightly. The others also became alert instantly and looked at the thick fog around them and the ancient trees and flowers in the fog. This time when they came to Mount Yi, although they also held an altar to ask for some talismans and prayed to the gods, they only brought some ordinary talismans for body protection and exorcism. They were okay for dealing with the small monsters and ghosts at night in the mountain, but Mount Yi had a strong spiritual energy and had been closed for many years. Who knew what big monsters and ghosts were hiding there? Then another white shadow flashed in the forest. It was a slender white fox with a long, fluffy tail, jumping lightly in the forest, hanging in the air with great grace. When it stopped, it landed on a patch of moss and flowers, and tilted its head to look at them. “Don’t be impatient!” Taoist Qingxuan looked carefully, “It seems to be the white fox raised by Taoist Lin Jue?” As he spoke, he stared at the fox carefully. It didn't take long to confirm it. Then they saw the fox turn around and leap lightly into the depths of the forest, its figure disappearing into the mist. They were puzzled, so they took a few steps to look for it, and then they saw the figure of the white fox reappear, still with its back to them, standing in the depths of the forest, looking back at them. Seeing them coming, he took another step forward. One step is more than ten feet away. The three of them knew that this was to lead the way for them. So the three Taoists followed the fox, and soon they saw the fog above them becoming thinner and thinner, and the sky above their heads becoming brighter and brighter, until a hint of blue appeared in the fog, and they had walked into the depths of the hidden world of mountain flowers. Suddenly I heard singing in the mountains. Following the sound, I looked - A group of Taoists were sitting under a tree, some were singing, some were chatting, some were eating and drinking, and some were looking and smiling. The ground was covered with flowers, and the Taoists were also covered with flowers. There was also a faint aroma of food coming from the air. "This……" The Taoists from Xuantian Temple were all stunned. This is what a god’s life is like, right? (End of this chapter)