I work as a cook in Xuanmen

Chapter 3 Apprenticeship
Later I learned that a thousand low-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for a medium-grade spiritual stone, a thousand medium-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for a high-grade spiritual stone, a thousand high-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for a high-grade spiritual stone, a thousand high-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for an immortal grade, and a thousand high-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for an immortal grade. The high-quality spiritual stone is exchanged for a divine product.

To open the Six Realms Well, six immortal-grade spiritual stones are needed, but it took me more than three years to earn even the medium-grade spiritual stones. It was really difficult to get home.

No matter where I mention money, it is always unpleasant. For example, when I am short of money, I don’t want to mention it.

When I just lowered my head and thought about how I could survive in this world of cultivation, which is more expensive than the human world, Li Yun pulled my sleeve.

"Master calls you..."

Only then did I realize that Li Yun and I had already entered the Zongzheng Hall.

The Zongzheng Hall is very large, and there are several people with immortal auras sitting around the hall. They are half-hidden in the light and shadow, they must be half-immortals.

It looks very similar to the feeling given to me by the uncle of the sect leader. They are covered with a light mist. Li Yun calls it aura. Their aura colors are also different, including light red, light yellow, light blue, and so on. Some people have three kinds of lights on their bodies, and the most powerful one is probably the sect leader, who is actually light red and light yellow with gold on the outside.

"Ah...what's the matter?" I came back to my senses, looked at the uncle sitting in the high seat, and asked.

The uncle smiled and said, "Little girl, are you willing to become my teacher?"

As soon as the uncle said this, Li Yun was obviously stunned for a moment, and the expressions of the people sitting around the uncle also changed.

"What are the benefits of being your disciple? But how many more spiritual stones can I get every month?" Let's not talk about anything else, but spiritual stones must come first.

Nowadays, I am so poor that I can't even afford a communication tool. I can't trust anyone in these places, and there aren't as many entertainment venues as there are in the human world.

Hey, practice is basically to put aside all worries, practice to be pure, not to be happy about things, not to be sad for oneself.

I remember someone said before that the highest level of spiritual practice is to be empty, which generally means to empty your own heart. You should neither be an unfeeling person nor allow yourself to be tied down.

"Of course this won't work..." He paused for a moment and continued, "But after worshiping the old Taoist, your status is now the highest among this generation. Even Li Yun wants to call you uncle."

Li Yun looked a little embarrassed, but she still pursed her lips and glanced at the sect leader.

"Then there's nothing wrong with worshiping anyone? You're just a liar. If you bring me here, I can't even find my way home." As I said this, I felt so sad that I started crying unconsciously. .

In fact, I can't blame him. It was me who said the wrong thing. But now that I'm so panicked, I can only find someone to vent to.

At this time, other people in the hall were not calm anymore, and some people simply disappeared from their seats.

Their sudden disappearance also made me forget to continue to feel sad. It was really magical, just like the TV show, they suddenly disappeared.

After several people disappeared, Li Yun also disappeared.

The old man Tianqi continued to ramble, "Little girl, don't cry. If you want to go home, worshiping me as your master is your best choice now. Moreover, we have the fate of master and apprentice in our previous lives. Now you may have no choice but to worship me as your master." Master."

Since it’s best to worship him, then I’ll worship him. Anyway, I’m here and it’s a long way back, so I might as well choose a powerful master who can also protect me.

Thinking of this, I fell to the ground and said, "Master, please bow to me, my disciple."

Master was startled by my sudden movement, but he remained calm, stroking his beard and saying with a chuckle, "Since you accept me as your teacher, I will tell you about the world of cultivation."

"The world of cultivation is a place where the weak eat the strong. You people in the human world call this the spiritual world. Besides us, there are the fairy world, the netherworld, the demon world, the demon world, and the god world."

I listened carefully as he told me about this world that I had not yet had time to set foot in. "Now the most powerful one in our world of cultivation should be the Tianji Academy. When you reach the foundation building stage, I can send you there."

"Only when you become stronger can you better control the future. However, no matter how powerful you are in the future, your master is the harbor you can always rely on."

"Master's teachings, please keep them in mind."

Seeing my interest, he continued, "In that case, I will teach you the basic techniques to get started."

After I finished speaking, a book floated in front of me. The cover was blue, and the book was a bound book with a few simple words about the introductory exercises.

Opening the pages of the book, there are simple drawings of several small figures sitting cross-legged in meditation, as well as how to guide and practice Qi, as well as the time to practice Qi.

"My descendant is Qing. From now on, your name will be Qingwan."

"For the time being, you go to the kitchen to help, and we will talk about the rest later." After the master finished speaking, he disappeared, but I was very angry with him. "You are a big liar. This book says the best daily exercises." Qi hour is Ziwu Maoyou. Except for Zishi, I am in the kitchen at the other hours. How can I practice?"

No matter how loud I shouted, no one answered me. The people sitting at the top had long since disappeared, and even Li Yun was nowhere to be seen.

I walked out of the hall angrily.

After I walked out, Li Yun appeared again, "I'll take you to the kitchen."

The kitchen is behind the wooden building where I woke up. It was lunch time when we went in. It was very busy inside and there were quite a few people helping the kitchen, about five or six people.

Everyone performs their duties, and although they are busy, they are still in order.

Li Yun took me to the stove, pointed to the senior brother who was cooking, and said, "Now he is the head of the kitchen. If you have anything in the future, you can contact him and he will arrange it."

I nodded, but Li Yun held it in awkwardly for a long time before shouting, "Uncle Master, if you don't understand anything in the future, you can also tell your disciples that Master is in retreat this time and his release date has not yet been determined." .”

By co-writing, am I being left alone? Catch it, throw it into the kitchen, and forget about it?

"Is there such a thing as a master? Just leave me here and ignore me?"

This was probably the first time that Li Yun met someone who complained about his master like me. She was a little unable to speak for a while, and then said after a while, "Master has not accepted a disciple for hundreds of years, and now all the masters and uncles of his generation have I have gone into seclusion. If uncle needs anything, he can contact his disciples for help."

"I don't have the Tongxin Bell or the Lingshi. Where can I find you? You're going into seclusion. I can't help but cry to death." As I spoke, my sadness came out again.

Seeing that tears were about to fall, Li Yun said quickly, "Uncle Master, don't cry. The disciple lives above your room. If you have anything to do, just poke the floor and I'll know."

"Ah? Aren't you a high-level disciple? Why are you still living in the wooden building?"

"I am in charge of the low-level disciples' food, clothing, housing, and transportation. I live in the wooden building for easy management. There are usually other disciples running errands. Today, I came out because of my master's affairs."

The emotional man is in charge, and he took me, a low-level disciple, for a day. As he said, I took advantage of having a good master.

"That's good, that's good. I hope my nephew will take care of me in the future." I imitated his polite manner.

The manager of the kitchen is a senior named Rong Xuan, who is one generation younger than Li Yun.

Although he is not as handsome as Li Yun, his facial features are still regular and sharp.

After Li Yun introduced me, Rong Xuan looked at me blankly for a long time and then said, "I have met my uncle."

"Master Rong Xuan's nephew and grandnephew, don't be polite, please take good care of me in the future!"

"Don't dare, don't dare. If my uncle has something to do, just ask him."

After some courtesy, when it was time for lunch, Rong Xuan apologized and said sorry, then ran to the foot of a big pine and cypress outside the kitchen, where a big clock made of black iron hung.

Rong Xuan picked up the wooden drum hammer and struck the big clock. He struck several times rhythmically, paused for a few seconds, and then struck several times in succession. After three times, Rong Xuan put down the drum hammer and walked over.

In front of the kitchen is the dining hall. In the middle of the dining hall hangs a portrait of the divine monarch. The divine monarch in the portrait is majestic and inviolable. There are two children standing beside each other.

Rong Xuan saw me looking at the portrait and said, "This is the Kitchen God."

"I know, it just looks different from the portrait in the human world."

"It's different. The Kitchen God drew it himself and gave it to the sect master."

"Sect master, my master?"

"Yes."

Unexpectedly, this old man is familiar with the Kitchen God and is quite capable.

(End of this chapter)