Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 961

2021-07-05

Chapter 961 A Bowl of Noodles

“Gudonggudong!”

Chen Chongxu frowned, looking at the rolling The boiling water, gurgling fish-eye-like blisters.

The hot air hit his face in bursts, making his face flush with heat.

"Okay, okay, Lao Dao has been waiting for this bowl of noodles for fifty years!"

A lazy voice kept urging from behind.

Chen Chongxu couldn't bear it anymore, he had to say something, or he would go crazy.

As the old man behind the scenes said, this pot of boiling water has been boiled for 50 years, but it has never come out of the pot.

As for Chen Chongxu, he stayed by the pot and waited for fifty years.

Normally, when I was hungry, I ate Huang Jing and Pueraria, and when I was thirsty, I drank the rainwater and dew accumulated in the stone nest.

I didn't dare to sleep when I was sleepy, so I kept my eyes wide open, for fear of burning the water.

"It's outrageous!"

Chen Chongxu always thinks of his own life, and it's hard to quell his anger. Daoist Priest.

In his early years, he was born into a wealthy family, and his ancestors worked hard for more than ten generations, giving him the favorable conditions he was born with.

In particular, he was born as the only son in the family, and he is bound to inherit the incense in the future and inherit the huge ancestral property.

Dust flushing, can be said to be born without worry about food and clothing, no worries about food and clothing.

This should have been a rich and happy life, but after seeing this unscrupulous Old Daoist Priest, he suddenly fell into darkness.

"If I knew earlier, I shouldn't have believed in the nonsense of longevity!"

Chen Chongxu rolled his eyes, and he was also blinded by lard. Daoist Priest lied in a few words and followed him into mountain cultivation.

I thought that if the cultivation was too hard, I would go home in a few days and continue to enjoy it.

Who would have thought that the Old Daoist Priest could hurt people a lot!

This is a full fifty years.

Fifty years, although not to mention the vicissitudes of life, but things have remained the same, but people have changed.

My parents, Gaotang, are getting old one after another.

The news from the outside world made him feel a little dim every time he thought about it.

Even if I can go out, is it still the familiar world?

Chen Chongxu didn't dare to think about it, and continued to throw at the big iron pot in front of him.

What kind of fairy? Repair a ghost!

Since I followed Old Daoist Priest into the mountains and hurriedly ate a bowl of rice, he was sent here to cook noodles.

You are an aloof and remote cultivation person, you only need to eat and sleep in the open air, but you still want to eat noodles?

The iron pot for cooking noodles is also evil. It has been boiled in a pot of water for fifty years, but it is still unopened.

Chen Chongxu woke up in a daze that day, pinched his fingers and calculated that he had passed his sixtieth year.

My father, mother and friends are getting old one by one, and I am left alone, spending all these years in vain.

"Hey!"

Chen Chongxu suddenly made up his mind and bowed a few times to the big iron pot.

"Brother Guo, we have been together for fifty years, not a brother, but a brother!"

"If you have spiritual wisdom, please be merciful and take this pot for fifty years. The boiling water that can't be boiled, let it boil!"

After saying that, Chen Chongxu knocked his head three times and said what he was thinking.

"It's been fifty years, and I still have nothing to do, but I have abandoned my family's business!"

"A good man has a good start and a good end. I went into the mountains for this pot of noodles. Cook the noodles first!"

"I beg brother Guo for mercy, and let me let go of this past!"

After kowtowing, Chen Chongxu got up, and then looked at the boiling water in the pot , the fish-eye-sized blisters rose to the surface and quickly expanded to fist-sized.

A strange scene happened. This pot of water, which had not been boiled for fifty years, boiled in the blink of an eye.

It seems that Chen Chongxu's plea just now moved the big iron pot, where water flows, a canal is formed.

Old Daoist Priest's urging sounded again, "Okay, no, I'm going to starve to death!"

Chen Chongxu rolled his eyes, thinking that he could starve you to death, Old Daoist Priest has been waiting for this bowl of noodles for 50 years, without eating or drinking, and he can still survive until now. It can be seen that he is not an ordinary person.

As usual, he must have felt a little resentment, but now that he is about to succeed, he is in a good mood and no longer cares about it.

"I'll bring it here for you!"

On the bamboo raft beside Chen Chongxu, dry neat and tidy noodles. These noodles are not simple. They have been drying for fifty years. It's still as good as it was yesterday, and the moisture has never been lost.

Boil the water in a pot, and stir slowly with bamboo chopsticks.

A short while later, the cooked noodles are picked up, washed with cold water, and then poured into a bowl.

Pour into the hot soup, sprinkle with two handfuls of chopped green onion, and the aroma is fragrant.

Chen Chongxu was hungry. He hadn't eaten a single meal for 50 years. At this moment, the hot noodle soup was in hand, and he had a huge appetite.

After hesitating for a moment, he took the hot noodle soup and walked quickly to the location of the Old Daoist Priest.

Old Daoist Priest lay on his side in the shade of pine trees, bored, peeling pine cones in his hands and throwing tender white pine nuts into his mouth.

"Master, the hot noodle soup is here!"

Chen Chongxu stepped forward respectfully, raising the noodle bowl in the air with both hands.

For fifty years, his face has not changed, and as time goes by, he has not left a trace.

Chen Chongxu is not a fool. He knows that his physical body and mortal flesh can perform such a strange performance. Mostly, it is the dinner that the Old Daoist Priest gave him when he entered the mountain.

Adding all kinds of amazing experiences, he became more and more certain that Chen Chongxu was immortal first-class.

“en!”

Old Daoist Priest saw the hot noodle soup, breathes deeply, took a bite and put it beside him.

"Chongxu, how many years have you been in the mountains with me?"

"This year, no more, no less is exactly fifty years!"

Chen Chongxu said seriously.

Old Daoist Priest sighed, "It's been fifty years, have you ever thought about going down the mountain?"

Chen Chongxu solemnly nodded, "Daoist, I have been loved by you wrongly, take me into the mountain cultivation , in a flash, half a hundred years have passed, and I am also in my sixtieth year, but I have never achieved anything!"

"Don't dare to waste your hard work, the dust is not the material for cultivation, or return to the mortal world to spend a lifetime!"

This sentence is vaguely filled with anger.

As long as Old Daoist Priest is willing to teach something, he will not be discouraged and give up.

Old Daoist Priest haha laughed dryly and suddenly picked up the noodle bowl, "Eat the noodle first, you're starving too!"

Take the noodles he ate and give it to him The other party eats, unless it is a close elder Junior, or it is an insult.

Chenchong is full of emptiness. This bowl of noodles has taken him fifty years. The hot soup can clearly count the noodles. Where is the noodles, it is clearly his wasted years!

It's not too late to eat!

He picked up the noodle soup and snorted, and he couldn't stop.

The noodles are smooth and the hot soup is appetizing, awakening the palate that has disappeared for many years.

“en?”

After a while, Chen Chongxu stopped, only to find that the bowl was empty.

"Master Daoist, I..."

Chen Chongxu is a little sorry, after all, this bowl of noodles is what the Old Daoist Priest wants to eat.

Next moment, the steam rises from the belly, and quickly rushes into the limbs and bones.

Chen Chongxu's line of sight is getting higher and higher, rising from the ground in a blink of an eye, the Straight Clashing Nine Heavens cloud is outside, and the mood is quickly elevated.

"This is?"

In front of him, countless bright starlights rise and fall, the long rainbow runs through the day, the sea dries up, and the mountains rise from the ground.

Countless wonderful scenes flashed in front of Chen Chongxu.

In just a few breaths, the dust-filled heart has experienced countless vicissitudes.

"Phew!"

One mouthful of impure air spit out, Chen Chongxu stood up, it was already the Daoist Realm world.

(end of this chapter)