Strange Stories

Chapter 503: Managing Disciples and Dojo

"what is this?"

The little girl was holding a bowl of dark green dessert that looked like jade. It was drizzled with honey, sprinkled with dried osmanthus and a few peach blossoms, and decorated with sesame seeds, diced fruit and raisins. It looked very special at first glance.

"It's called Divine Tofu." The boy next to her, who was a few years younger, said, "The Immortal just sent it down and asked us to try it. It's delicious."

"Goddess tofu..."

The little girl shook the bowl slightly, and saw that the dark green jade was cut into neat small cubes. With a slight shake, it actually shook like tofu.

Looking at the side, there were quite a few empty bowls.

It seems that everyone has a share.

"Today we have guests coming. They come from heaven, stepping on colorful clouds. They are gods." The young man said, "We must have been blessed by gods."

"Oh……"

The little girl scooped up a mouthful and put it into her mouth.

The honey brewed this year is collected from the newly blooming flowers in the mountains. Before you taste the sweetness on your tongue, you can first smell the faint floral fragrance in the honey, and then the sweetness blooms.

The sweet and sour taste of honey and raisins make up the taste when you first put it in your mouth. If you taste it carefully, you can taste the fragrance of some green leaves and a little bit of bitterness that can be ignored. The tofu that melts in your mouth and the raisins that are completely sticky to your teeth form a rich sense of layering.

The little girl just thought it was delicious, extremely delicious.

“It turns out that all gods eat this!”

"It's not that only tofu eaten by gods is called god tofu. Senior Sister Fuyao said that when the people living at the foot of the mountain could not afford to eat, a god told them that they could make tofu with this kind of leaves. They are the leaves of the small tree growing over there. Some people survived by eating this, so they called it god tofu."

"That kind?"

The little girl pointed to the side in surprise.

"Yes! That kind!"

"Does everyone here know about this?"

"I don't know." Xu Yi replied, "I'm from here, and I've never heard of it."

"Then I will tell the people down the mountain tomorrow!" the little girl said immediately.

"Are you going down the mountain tomorrow?"

"Not tomorrow. I'm going down the mountain soon." The little girl said, "When I come back, I'll ask Senior Sister Fuyao what to do."

"Are we going out to fight monsters too?" Xu Yi was very interested.

"Yes! I haven't collected all the tiles for the roof yet..."

"Is it dangerous to fight monsters?"

"I think it's dangerous, but the heavenly soldiers and generals given by the real person are very powerful and can kill the monster in one go!"

"so smart?"

"Yes! Very powerful!" The little girl couldn't help but beam with joy, "I heard from the Dharma Protectors that there are many such magical weapons among the real people!"

"Are you afraid then?"

"I am also afraid... but not that afraid..."

"You are so brave."

"I'm just brave!"

"Is the Dharma Protector Wan with you today?"

"He's not with me."

The little girl suddenly became nervous: "The immortal gave me a talisman and said that if I burn or tear up the talisman, a little ghost will come out. It will tell me its name is Chen Niu. I will tell it where I want to go, and it will show me the way. It can find all the villages nearby."

"you alone?"

"There are monsters in many places at the foot of the mountain, so Wan Hufa has to go somewhere else. The other Hufas are the same." The little girl said, "Several Hufas have no time to repair the house recently."

"right……"

Xu Yi glanced at the unfinished suspended building on the cliff: "The guardians can fly and walk fast, so they must be going to a far place."

"You are so clever." The little girl said, "That's right. But the immortal was afraid that I couldn't walk fast, so he gave me a paper donkey. I can turn it into a donkey by reciting a spell, and I can ride on it."

"Wow……"

Xu Yi looked at this girl who was a few years older than him. With her youthful nature, he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

The magic soldiers and donkeys that can be summoned by chanting incantations, and the little ghosts that can show the way that can be seen by burning talismans, aren't these all the legendary magic of the gods? In addition, the people worship and thank them as if they were gods and masters. Since they are here to seek immortality, which young man would not yearn for it?
But he also knew that he was still young, not yet grown up, and only as tall as an adult's armpits, so he could not go out to exorcise monsters.

Fortunately, chopping wood for a living taught him patience.

I had to calm down and plant trees seriously.

He looked forward to becoming a disciple soon and growing up quickly. Just hearing Pu Mei talk about her exorcism was enough to fascinate him and give him a good dream at night.

After eating the magic tofu, Pu Mei quickly summoned the paper donkey, tore up the talisman paper, let the little ghost lead the way, and went down the mountain.

The boy also continued to plant flowers and trees.

Only a six-tailed white fox secretly felt something was wrong.

Today, it ate six bowls of the magical tofu. Every time the Taoist made it, it watched from the side, but it couldn't think about it. If you ask it how to make it, it can only have a general idea, but it has no idea about the specific process.

No! I have to go back and ask the Taoist first!
Otherwise, when that girl asks me about it, I will be as stupid as Xiaohua, and wouldn’t their calling me “Senior Sister Fuyao” have been in vain?

A white fox flashed across the mountain.

When they found Lin Jue, they saw him standing in the air, in front of the cliff next to the attic, facing a crack in the cliff, holding a fruit core in his hand and weighing it.

After looking at it carefully for a moment, Lin Jue put the fruit core into the crack of the cliff.

This is the core of the original Dan fruit.

If such fruit cores are scattered in the mountains and found in places with abundant spiritual energy, they will take root and sprout when it rains. If they are nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, or if they are carefully cared for and catalyzed by caring people, they will grow into the elixir fruit that is regarded as a treasure by the spirits in Yishan Mountain. However, the spirits and Taoists in the world cannot cultivate the original elixir fruit no matter what, and even if you pick the fruit and take the core, it will not grow a third time.

However, Lin Jue has already achieved enlightenment. If he is nourished with immortal energy, he can grow the original elixir fruit.

Although this kind of spiritual fairy tree does not have the ability to take root in the cracks of rocks like the Yishan pine, it does not require ordinary soil. What it needs is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and the fairy spirit.

Although this is just a crack in the rock between the cliffs, it is enough for it to take root. In addition, this is where the spiritual energy of Fengshan gathers, and it is facing the left window on the second floor of the attic. If it takes root and branches, Lin Jue can see it when he opens the window when he writes by the window. When Lin Jue practices in the attic, the fairy energy will also nourish it.

Since it is your own Taoist temple, you must also plant some sacred trees.

Many benefits——

First of all, it can add a bit of fairy spirit.

Secondly, it can be fed to the disciples.

Thirdly, they can be used to entertain good friends. Although the magic tofu is delicious and the mountain loquat ice jelly is rare, it is not good to use these to entertain friends every time they come. You have to change the taste.

Moreover, when the fruit trees are in bloom and bear fruit, they can also be used as decoration.

"The fruit of this tree is for you to eat." Lin Jue lowered his head and glanced at the two people below.

One of them was busy planting trees, while the other was walking out of the mountain with trepidation, not knowing how great an opportunity it was to find a deity as his master - the immortal fruit that ordinary Taoists and monsters would find difficult to obtain in their lifetime was prepared by their master before they even entered the sect.

Lin Jue smiled slightly, took out another fruit core, and planted it in a crack in the rock outside the right window.

These two fruit trees are just like the ancient pine tree on the cliff. They are used as decorations by the attic windows and as potted plants for you to take care of and kill some time in your spare time.

Others are planted at the highest point on the mountain top.

"After a few days, I should go find other Taoist friends to ask for some seeds of immortal fruit and spiritual plants to plant."

The fox saw that he was working very hard at planting, watering and talking to himself at the same time, as if he was enjoying himself. He seemed to be enjoying the harvest as soon as he started planting. The fox couldn't help but be influenced by him and also watched him carefully. It was only after a while that he remembered what he wanted to ask.

The fox runs fast and the donkey walks slowly. After listening to his story, I took note and then went to chase the girl. She had not yet walked out of the Maple Mountain.

……

Day by day, the tiles on the attic roof increased in number, and each tile was carefully selected and flawless.

There are more flower trees on this steep mountain.

Two young boys and girls often chatted at the foot of the mountain.

However, after the spring flowers bloom, the fruit trees no longer bloom, and after planting them, there are no colorful clusters to be seen.

At this time, Xu Yi no longer had to identify a tree by looking at its flowers.

At first he found various fruit trees and flower trees, and wrote on the branches what kind of tree it was next to them. If he didn't know what kind of tree it was, he would write what kind of flower it bloomed to avoid confusion. But later on, he found that even this was not necessary - after planting flowers and trees for a long time, he knew enough about the trees he planted and the flowers they bloomed. Even if the tree has not bloomed, he can tell what kind of tree it is by just looking at it, or his mind will naturally emerge of its appearance when it blooms.

In which month the flower blooms, how many petals it has, how many layers of stamens it has, how thick and thin it is, what its color is, and how strong or weak and elegant its fragrance is, all are extremely clear, as if they were right in front of you.

And the little girl had not realized that, since she had gone out to eliminate the monster, all she thought about every day was how many tiles were left on the roof, what she had done wrong today, where she would go tomorrow, and how to learn her lesson. The discomfort and alienation she had felt after traveling four thousand miles to this strange mountain had disappeared without a trace without her noticing.

At this moment, this small house under the cliff in the deep mountains has truly become her place of peace of mind.

Wan Xinrong and others built houses whenever they had free time.

As if in a trance, the color of the mountains changed from spring to summer, and the green became more intense. On this cliff that was often shrouded in mountain fog, in addition to the tallest, largest, most exquisite and elegant pavilion, there were several more suspended buildings scattered here and there.

The wooden pillars at the bottom support the floor at an angle, and the beams above are simply inserted into the mountain, holding up the eaves and tiles on the roof, like a hanging grotto dedicated to gods. It is exquisite yet casual, and elegant yet a little magical.

But they are not as tall as the attic, nor as big as the attic, it is as if they are guarded by stars.

If someone accidentally enters this place, they will definitely think it is a fairyland.

At the same time, the magical trees planted on the edge of the cliff and on the top of the mountain also took root and sprouted.

(End of this chapter)