Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 380 Achieving Intentions
Stone Tower Mountain, Cuiwei Peak

Qihui led Huang Lin to a small courtyard with many twists and turns, and just before he got close, a scent of vegetables wafted into his nostrils.

This small courtyard is quite far from the view of the thatched building. It consists of three wooden houses on both sides of a main building. A fence surrounds the outside. A proud big rooster and a group of hens are wandering around the yard leisurely. The three of Huang Lin were not afraid to dodge when they came over.

Pushing open the simple wooden door on the fence, Qi Hui raised his hand to invite him, "Fellow Daoist, you have something to say, the old Taoist brother Yan will not cook for others easily, his cooking skills are unique to me in Lou Guan Dao."

The two were admitted to the hospital side by side, and Li Chunfeng behind him lowered his brows and eyes, seemingly unaware of Qihui's words, his hair had been re-styled, and it was no longer messy like before.

"That's too troublesome fellow Taoist Yan!" Huang Lin said politely.

Qi Hui raised his beard and waved his hand, "If there is any trouble, don't bother, it's getting more and more difficult nowadays, the newest talent in the past 20 years is just you and Tiandao, if you can receive the letter Come to my building to watch Taoism, it is to give face to the old Taoist."

These words were very generous, and immediately made Huang Lin feel good, and immediately said: "Excuse Huang for taking the liberty, can your sect avoid alcohol?"

As soon as he said this, Qihui's heart skipped a beat and he mentioned, why did the sword fairy suddenly ask this?

Could it be that he still smells of alcohol?
But she obviously washed up just now!

It doesn't matter how messed up I am in the sect, but if outsiders find out, the sect will lose face!
Thinking of this, Qi Hui felt uneasy, but his face was calm, "The despicable school avoids five meats and three hates. Although alcohol is not among them, it is an unwritten rule to prohibit alcohol."

Huang Lin nodded. Although he is not a pure Taoist, he also knows the five dirty things and the three disgusting things.

This has been a taboo for all Taoists in the world since ancient times!

The so-called five meats refer to leeks, scallions, garlic, brassicas, and coriander.

According to later generations, it is leeks, buckwheat, garlic, rapeseed and coriander, not the meat of fish and meat.

The reason why Taoists do not eat the "five meat" is because they all have a pungent smell.

When practicing breathing, if you spit out pungent smell, it is not conducive to practice.Of course, people with "extraordinary talents" like Huang Lin are not among them.

The so-called three dislikes are geese who hate the sky, dogs who hate the earth, and mullet who hate water.

Yanbiao couples are loyal, dogs are loyal to their masters, and mullets are shown as filial piety. Eating them can easily hurt the original spirit of the Three Jewels, and it is detrimental to yin and morality. Therefore, practitioners fast to eat them!

This information flashed through Huang Lin's mind, and he took out a jar of six-fruit juice from the storage space with his hand, and said, "Huang Lin is always a bit bad for rubbing food with empty hands. Since your sect prohibits alcohol, why not try the world's No. The six-fruit juice brewed by a craftsman?"

"Oh? Lu Miaozi's craftsmanship?" A loud voice came from the side room.

Then I saw a tall and strong Taoist priest with sloppy robes, walking out of the house holding a wooden board that was at least three times larger than an ordinary dinner plate.

There were seven or eight dishes on the wooden board, including meat and vegetables, and a large bowl of soup, from which the aroma emanated.

This Taoist's aura was extremely restrained, he looked up as soon as he went out, as if he was looking for the person who mentioned Liuguoye just now, but the wooden board in his hand was steady, and the bowl of soup didn't even shake.

Immediately, he turned his attention to Huang Lin and asked, "Are you the sword fairy who killed Ning Daoqi?"

Although it was a question, the tone was extremely certain.

After all, Huang Lin is the only stranger here, so he must be today's host and guest.

"I think the head Taoist is Master Yan. Master Lao cooks in person. Lin is very honored, so he can only borrow the Liuguoye from Senior Lu Miaozi to show his heart." Huang Lin put down the wine jar and bowed to the sloppy Taoist. .

Li Chunfeng took two steps forward, took the wooden board from the Taoist, and went to the stone table in the courtyard to start serving dishes.

The slovenly Taoist laughed, bowed back to Huang Lin, and said, "Sword Immortal is polite, poor Taoist is strict, and he has such oral desires all his life, which makes fellow Taoists laugh."

Speaking of this, Yan Da paused, smacked his lips, looked at the wine jar on the ground and continued, "Lu Miaozi still has such a good thing left in the world?"

Lu Miaozi faked his death back then and deceived almost everyone in the world, and his comeback was only a few days ago, so Yan Da didn't know about it.

Huang Lin explained the past with a smile, and Yan Da suddenly realized, "This old man, he was hunted down and didn't know to ask the old man for help. Next time, we must talk to him carefully."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Huang Lin to speak, he smacked his lips and pointed to the wine jar and continued: "How does this wine taste?"

With his back to the three of them, Li Chunfeng sighed silently. He couldn't even take care of a master, and now there was another uncle who was a good drinker.

Tired of heart!

But with his status and status, he couldn't criticize casually, so he could only take a deep breath, turned around and cupped his hands and said, "Master, uncle, Daoist Xuanyuan, you can eat now."

At this time, Qihui thought about the face of the sect, and immediately took over the conversation, stretched out his hand and pointed towards the stone table, "Come on, sit down first, I borrowed the light of Taoist Xuanyuan today, the old Taoist brother is greedy for looking at the fairy duck long time."

Although Huang Lin wondered why Yan Da looked like a drunkard, he didn't want to ask too many questions. After hearing what Qihui's master and apprentice said, he picked up Liuguoye and sat down with the others.

Probably because Qihui gave Yan Da a wink, after the banquet, the slovenly old man never mentioned the drink again, and the few of them casually chatted about some anecdotes about the world.

Yan Da's cooking skills are really good. Although the dishes made of ordinary ingredients are ordinary in appearance, they taste really good.

After three rounds of "wine" and five flavors of dishes, it's time to talk about business.

Seeing that Qihui held up the Liuguoye in front of him, he signaled to Huang Lin on his left, "Fellow Daoist's move to settle in Xiangyang was really a coup, this time it can be regarded as shocking the heroes of the world."

"No, it's just a coincidence." Huang Lin bumped into him.

Qihui drank the fruit juice in the bowl, "Daoyou, the Xiangyang Army saved the Song Clan a lot of trouble. If he can make full use of the Song Clan, there is hope for the revival of the Xiaoyao Sect!"

The meat show is here!

Huang Lin knew that Qi Hui's words were the focus of the meeting between the two parties today, and immediately said seriously: "The real person is too worried, I have no interest in preaching, and now there are only two or three people in the sect, and I am satisfied if I can pass on the sect. gone."

"Oh?" Qihui's eyes flashed with brilliance, "In the future, with the help of the Song Clan, do you still have to worry about the inheritance of the sect?"

Li Chunfeng sat on Qihui's right hand side. He ate food silently after serving the table, occasionally put down the bowls and chopsticks to refill everyone's cups, and didn't intervene.

His action was extremely normal, so Huang Lin didn't think much about it.

After hearing Qihui's words, Huang Lin smiled, took Li Chunfeng's refill of Liuguoye, and said: "I don't know, Huang is actually lazy, and he has no interest in promoting the sect. Moreover, The way of the contemptuous sect is not suitable for entering the court."

Speaking of this, Huang Lin paused for a moment, and then continued: "The Lord Song once told Huang that if there is a boost in Guanzhong, then from south to north, the entire western part of the Central Plains will be connected. In the future."

Qi Hui's eyes lit up immediately, and the last trace of worry in his heart disappeared, "Lord Song is really insightful. Now that the Central Plains is not in peace, the people of all places are in dire straits, and the foreign races are even more eyeing. Do the icing on the cake."

"The real person is too modest, this move is really sending carbon in the snow!"

After interrupting the other party, Huang Lin picked up the wine bowl in his hand with a serious face, "Drink wins!"

"Hahaha" the matter was settled, Qi Hui also relaxed, laughed and raised his bowl and said: "Yin Sheng!"

He didn't ask about the relationship between Song Shidao and Kou Zhong. Song Que was only 60 years old, and he was born again. He has at least 20 years to live. With the Heavenly Sword, it doesn't matter much to Lou Guandao who will be crowned the Great Treasure in the future. influences.

"It's time to make it clear!" Yan Da muttered, smacking his lips when he saw that the two had reached an agreement.

Li Chunfeng's head was covered with black lines
(End of this chapter)