Fairy Bone Order

Zhuo Qingtan has practiced the magic arts of the immortal sect since she was a child, and she is extremely talented. In the past, she had mellow spiritual power by her side, and she used the magic techniques with such pure love as fire. Naturally, nothing can hinder her.

So when she was traveling in Jiuzhou before, small things like lighting a fire could be easily solved with a small "Fire Burning Art", and she could also use her spiritual power to easily control the size of the fire.For her in the past, everything was indeed easy.

But after the incident in the Juntianya Secret Realm, she had lost even half of her spiritual power. As for the spiritual power previously stored in the magic weapon "Chao Qin", it was exhausted when Yanzhou Mansion rescued Lian Weiming.

Today's Zhuo Qingtan is really no different from ordinary people in his life.

——Thinking about it, maybe there is still a difference.

That was her at this time, and her ability to survive might not be as good as that of ordinary people.

... At least most mortals can use flint to start a fire, and they definitely won't smoke the hut and nearly starve themselves to death.

Xie Yuci sighed softly, handed her the jug in his hand, and pointed to the radish vines in the bamboo basket beside him.

"Got it, I'm here, you go outside to play first."

Zhuo Qingtan paused when he heard the words.

Subconsciously, she had already taken the jug from Xie Yuci, but she couldn't help but look at him, and asked with a chuckle:
"Going outside to play? Could it be that 'Xie Xianjun' mistook me for Miss Lingrong?"

Even when she was very young, her master, Palace Mistress Meiluo, never said the words "Let's go out and play" to her.

It seems that everyone, including the master who brought her up, felt that she, the first disciple of the Duanxu Palace Master who possessed a talent for cultivation that was rarely seen in the mortal world for thousands of years, should be calm and prudent, calm and self-possessed, with no distractions and no distractions. wholeheartedly.

No one ever treated her like a child, never asked her if she needed a moment to relax and play.

She suddenly thought wistfully that in fact, it's not just Zhuo Qingtan's life?
Even Taiyin Youying's life, isn't it the same?
Xie Yuci's low laughter interrupted her complicated thoughts.

She heard him laughing and said: "Oh? Since you picked so many radishes, didn't you plan to play them? What do you pick them if you don't play? 'Zhuo Xianchang' will never have nothing to do when he is idle. Luopu, right?"

Zhuo Qingtan suddenly smiled.

She held the wine jug Xie Yuci handed over to her in one hand, and with the other hand she lifted the bamboo basket containing the vines of "Luo Pu" in the corner of the kitchen of the hut, then walked to the door, blinked her head back, and said with a light smile:

"Since that's the case, I'm going to go out to 'play', 'Xie Xianjun', I will thank you for your hard work."

Xie Yuci looked up at her, then lowered his head and smiled lightly, and said lightly, "Go."

So, Zhuo Qingtan took the jug and bamboo basket and went out to "play" without hesitation.

The boatman’s resting place on the island in the middle of the lake is very close to the lake, and the island is surrounded by vines hanging down to the ground or dill trees hanging into the water.

She first put the wine jug in her hand on the bamboo table in the small courtyard outside the hut, then leisurely carried the bamboo basket and pushed open the courtyard door, and came to the lakeside tree in a few steps.

Zhuo Qingtan found a secluded and leisurely place under a luxuriant vine.

Then put the bamboo basket by the lake, lifted the hem of the skirt, sat gently under the tree, looked up and looked around quietly.

Although Zhuo Qingtan's face was always not very good-looking because of the pain, but at this time her face was always filled with a calm and comfortable smile.

She first watched the quiet and misty scenery by the lake for a while, then seemed to suddenly think of something, leaned over and pulled out a vine from the bamboo basket.

But as soon as he picked up a few radish vines, Zhuo Qingtan paused.

She tilted her head slightly, looking thoughtfully at the bamboo basket under her feet with a slightly hesitant gaze.

After a while, she seemed to finally remember how to weave the tassels in Chongyang, so she began to move slowly.

At first, her movements were slow and awkward.

But slowly, after she completely remembered how to weave, the movements of her hands became more and more proficient.

A few slender and flexible radish vines kept flying and dancing between her fingers, as if they were alive.

Soon, a simple but very unique Chongyang spike that looked like a poppies gradually took shape in Zhuo Qingtan's hands.

She carefully finished the final edge of the woven thing in her hand, and then lifted the poppies-style Chongyang fringe woven from radish vines, and looked carefully at the sun in the sky.

Zhuo Qingtan looked at the hanging tassel in his palm with a smile, his usual cold gaze was now calm and gentle.

At this moment, Xu Shi's food was ready, and Xie Yuci's lazy voice came from the small courtyard behind him.

"—Zhuo Qingtan, come back for dinner."

Zhuo Qingtan's heart suddenly relaxed when he heard the words, and he couldn't help showing his face and smiling.

She supported the radish tree beside her to stand up. At this time, she looked eager to try, as if she was eager to show her "achievements" to Xie Yuci, to prove that she was not "worthless" and did not understand the fireworks in the world.

But suddenly, she seemed to think of something again.

Zhuo Qingtan unconsciously squeezed the hanging tassel in his hand, and then slowly put down his hand with a little regret.

Then, she hid the hanging tassel in her cuff, but she still didn't take it out in the end.

Zhuo Qingtan put away all the emotions he shouldn't have, carried the half-empty bamboo basket with his normal face, pushed open the bamboo door of the small courtyard of the hut, and looked at the only bamboo table in the courtyard.

She approached the bamboo table, looked at the three dishes and one soup on the table, and looked at Xie Yuci who came out of the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks, and turned her head and smiled.

"Thank you, Young Master, good craftsmanship."

Xie Yuci raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and put the bowls and chopsticks in his hand on the table.

"Oh? No longer called 'Xie Xianjun'?"

He glanced at Zhuo Qingtan's bamboo basket placed at the foot of the bamboo table, then smiled lightly and said:
"It seems that Ms. Zhuo is having a great time 'playing'. The vines in this basket are half gone."

Zhuo Qingtan also laughed, she nodded very seriously, and said with a light smile:
"Indeed, I am very happy."

The two stopped talking too much, and sat down at the bamboo table one after another.

Xie Yuci handed her one of the bowls and chopsticks on the table, smiled lightly and asked casually:

"Using so many radish vines, has 'Zhuo Immortal Chang' ever found the way to weave in the mortal world?"

Zhuo Qingtan paused for a moment, then shook his head calmly after a while.

"I'm ashamed to say that I have wasted so many materials, but I haven't touched the method here. It seems that I am really useless except for practicing fairy arts."

Xie Yuci laughed out loud when he heard the words.

He said in a manly voice: "It's not enough to be useless. Except for the ability to survive and take care of oneself, the 'Immortal Zhuo' is not good enough. Hasn't he always been highly respected in the immortal sect? There is nothing to criticize place."

Zhuo Qingtan sighed lightly, his eyes were clear and clear.

"The admiration of hundreds of immortal sects is because 'Zhuo Qingtan' has always been a qualified and responsible immortal sect disciple.

But as to whether this 'Zhuo Qingtan' is me, and whether I feel relieved, it doesn't really matter. "

Xie Yuci burst out laughing upon hearing this.

He tilted his head to look at her, then shook his head: "So, you know it yourself?"