Fairy is in trouble

Chapter 17 Dual Cultivation Secret Treasure
Beside the pool, an iron pot was set up, and the flames crackled.

The red kite fish is still in the pond where it has been raised for more than a hundred years, but the container that holds the pond water has been replaced by an iron cauldron made by mortals from the earth and stone pit of Qinglan Peak.

The golden nose sleeps peacefully in the pot. I believe that the remaining smell of companionship in the iron pot will lead it to a warm and happy dream of reunion.

It was Izumo who made the fish stew.Xia Jing's cooking skills could only be described as passable. In order not to waste the fish that he had worked hard to raise for a hundred years, Izumoko took over the cooking job.

The white clouds in the sky were reflected in the pool water in the pot. The water gradually thickened and turned into white soup, as if the white clouds had been boiled.

The aroma overflowed from the soup and floated in the air. The red kite took off its red coat, revealing its milky white body, tempting the three people beside the pot.

Shui Xin swallowed and squatted beside the pot, staring at the pot with a pair of beautiful eyes.

She is half a month older than Xia Jing, but a lot shorter than Xia Jing. I don't know if it is because she is born this way, or because her early cultivation has hindered her growth.

She was like a greedy little girl, wearing her sister's big clothes, eagerly waiting for the meal.

It was the same yesterday.

Xia Jing frowned slightly and stared at the girl's back.

The dashi is ready.

The red kite fish is beautiful to look at, and it is also excellent at making soup. Looking at its color and smelling its fragrance, Izumoko knows that the taste is good.

He first took out the belly of the fish, poured in the soup, and handed it to Xia Jing.

He took out the fish segments from the tail, poured the soup into it, and handed it to Shui Xin.

Shuixin didn't pick it up.

Izumo was confused and handed it to the girl again: "Here."

Shui Xin shook his head, his black hair fluttering in the wind.

"Don't you want to eat?" Izumoko was surprised.

"I won't eat it," the girl replied.

If you don't want to eat, why did you hint so much before, and why were you squatting next to the iron pot just now and staring at it?

Izumoko cannot understand Shui Xin, just as he cannot understand Shui Yun and Qingxia Zhenren.

When he hesitated, another bowl stretched out from the side.

Xia Jing handed his fish bowl to the girl.

"Eat," he said.

Shui Xin took the soup bowl and took a sip.

Izumo was even more surprised.Don't you want to eat?Why did you just eat it when Xia Jing asked you to eat it?

Because the one in Xia Jing’s bowl is in the middle?Red kite fish has no spines, and the middle and tail sections each have their own flavor!
Izumoko gave the fish bowl in his hand to Xia Jing, deciding that the young man had a special knack for dealing with female monks. Otherwise, why would the ancestor choose him?Otherwise, why would Shui Xin only eat what he hands?

If he could learn one and a half moves to defeat Master You Rong Feng, wouldn't he be prosperous?

This trick must be valuable. Xia Jing may not care, but he can't ask too obviously.Xia Jing is Xiao Zu. This is a somewhat offensive question, so you should ask it tactfully.

Putting aside all the thoughts and doubts in her mind for the time being, Izumoko put the remaining fish heads and fish soup in the iron pot into a bowl and looked at it intently.

The more than a hundred years of affection between him and the red kite, and the more than a hundred years of time spent together, turned into the most delicious seasoning, which was poured into the bowl, making the aroma of the fish soup more fragrant and the white and tender fish meat more delicious.

A hand reached out from the side and snatched the bowl from his hand.

He was taken aback, and then became furious. Who would be so blind as to snatch his fish?

Who else in the Fuguang Sect can quietly take away a bowl of fish soup from the hands of a peak master in the Purple Mansion Realm?
Izumoko knelt down: "Ancestor!"

Qingxia took a sip of the fish soup and said, "It tastes good."

It tasted good, but she didn't take a second bite.

She handed the soup bowl to Xia Jing and turned to glance at Yunzi: "What do you want?"

Izumo touched the Qiankun bag on his waist, and a jade bed flew out of the bag and landed on the grass.

The jade bed is light green, with some misty pink scattered in the middle, like a grassland with pink flowers.

"Disciple has chosen gifts for Xiaozu and Laozu." Izumoko replied.

"Well, I'll leave the bed. You can go." Izumo didn't want to leave. Seeing that Ancestor Qingxia had taken it away, he gave the fish bowl to Xia Jing. Xia Jing took a sip and gave it to Shui Xin.

Let me take a sip too!That’s the fish I’ve been raising for more than 100 years!
He looked at the iron pot. There were still some scraps left in the pot. Although the taste was a little worse, it was still a taste.

Just as he was about to speak, Patriarch Qingxia glanced sideways at him.

Izumoko immediately turned into a sword light and shot straight into the sky.

Master Shui Yun was naturally beside Master Qing Xia. Shui Yun walked to Shui Xin and wanted to take the disciple away so that the ancestor could have a private chat with her husband.

"Shui Xin stays." Qingxia said.

"Yes."

Another sword light flashed across the blue sky, and only Xia Jing, Qingxia and Shuixin were left by the pond.

Xia Jing looked at the jade bed, and Qingxia also looked at the jade bed.

Compared with ordinary people, immortal cultivators only have greater power and longer lifespans. They have not yet been able to break away from the human body. Of course, they also need beds.

What's more, this jade bed has been refined by the secret method of Feiyun Temple - the faint crimson color in the bed is proof that lying on it and practicing dual cultivation will not only get twice the result with half the effort, but also protect the weak one from the spiritual power during dual cultivation. The flow is too strong and the other person's body cannot bear it.

This Feiyu bed is Feiyun'an's treasure. Izumo must have put in a lot of effort to get this.

However, it is not appropriate to give this bed to Xia Jing and Qingxia.

Xia Jing has been at Qinglan Peak for a month. During this month, he only met Qingxia once when he arrived.

They are not true Taoist couples, they just take what they need. What's more, not all monks who are Taoist couples in the practice world are good at practicing secret methods together.

Qingxia waved her hand and put away the Feiyu bed.

She looked at Xia Jing.

She has been watching Xia Jing for a month.

Her consciousness has always been on Qinglan Peak. Every flower, grass, branch and leaf on the peak is under her observation, including Xia Jing.

She wanted to confirm whether Xia Jing was the person in her memory.

She found no concrete evidence, because the boy had just traveled around to amuse his mind this month.

She wanted the young man to move, and this movement meant cultivation.She wondered why the young man could play carefree for a month without practicing anything.
"Why don't you go and collect Qi?" Qingxia asked.

Accepting qi is the first step to nourishing qi.To nourish Qi is to incorporate a spiritual energy into it, using it as the foundation and constantly nourishing it.

The best aura to incorporate is heavenly aura, which is aura generated by chance between heaven and earth. This aura is thicker and more mysterious than ordinary aura.

Xia Jing tilted his head and said doubtfully, "You didn't give me Tianling Qi."

Qingxia smiled, with the joy of victory in her eyebrows: "Fuguang Sect's heavenly spiritual energy is all in the spiritual energy valley between the seven peaks. What can be included depends entirely on the disciple's ability."

She looked at Xia Jing with a profound look in her eyes: "Only those sects with stubborn respect for inferiority will directly distribute the heavenly spiritual energy, such as Shangyuan Sect."

"So, the disciples of Qifeng all live in the valley now?" Xia Jing looked at Qingxia blankly.

Qingxia nodded.

She solved the doubts in her mind and felt happy. She looked at Shui Xin and said, "Just follow your ancestor and let him send you."

"Yes." Shui Xin put down the soup bowl in his hand and wiped his lips.

"You pack up and go to Lingqi Valley. You can live there or come back. Shuixin will take you there."

With one final word to Xia Jing, the green clouds disappeared into the greenery of the grassland and woods, leaving no trace.

Shui Xin walked up to Xia Jing and poked the boy who had turned into a wooden man, wondering what was wrong with him.

Xia Jing thought of Yun Yiyi.

He originally thought that Fuguang Sect, like Shangyuan Sect, chose its disciples and took them to various peaks to practice, but he didn't expect that there would be a transfer station, Spiritual Energy Valley!
He had been leisurely at Qinglan Peak for a month, wouldn't he have left Yun Yiyi alone in the Spiritual Energy Valley for a month without any notice?

Qianqian estimated how much resentment Yun Yiyi would accumulate this month. Xia Jing's head was also hit by the demon-conquering pestle from Mangya Temple, which caused severe pain.

　There is another chapter at around 05:30 pm, and the two chapters will be updated at 05:30 pm starting tomorrow.

　　
　
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