Cultivation is worse than eating

Looking at the entire comprehension world, the strongest is Jiucheng Xianmen.

Among the Jiucheng Xianmen, the most powerful one is the ancestor Ning Xi of Shangyang Peak, a legend who is only one step away from ascension.It was a matter of time before Ningxi patriarch ascended to the fairy world, which has become the consensus of the entire cultivation world, but this person who is envied by the whole cultivation world is now worrying in his own cave, so anxious that his hair is stiff There are a few white roots, and I have to rely on illusion to cover them up when I go out.

What are you worried about?

Of course he was worried about his precious apprentice!

The ancestor's apprentice, Qing Hong, is talented and intelligent. He broke through the foundation, Jindan, Yuanying, and the age of the ancestor. He is about to become a god, and he is like a new star in the cultivation world.His apprentice is clever and cute, and he looks very cute. When he was a child, he looked like a snowy and cute child. When he grew up, he wore the Taoist robes of the disciples of the immortal sect, and he looked like an independent immortal.The uncles and uncles love him, and the brothers and sisters worship him. It can be said that the wind is like the wind and the rain is like the rain.

However, in Jiucheng Xianmen, the master-student lineage of the ancestors of Shangyang Peak is extremely strict, and all of them practice the ruthless way of sealing their hearts and desires.In fact, the founder of Jiucheng Xianmen sect practiced this way, and taught his disciples this method, but it is too difficult to eliminate emotions and desires, and most of the disciples can't practice it, so the founder of the mountain found a new way The method was given to the disciples, and in the end only the ancestors were left to practice the ruthless way.

Ancestor Ningxi's disciples must practice the ruthless way, but the ancestor knows that even if his disciples forgot the grain, they still need three meals a day, braised chicken, salted duck, Dongpo elbow, sweet and sour pork, Buddha jumping over the wall, and steamed pork. There are all kinds of dishes in a meal, and I also eat two bites of mung bean cake and osmanthus cake in my spare time.So far, he has not been able to grow into a fat man, and he can gain a lot of fans with a fake appearance, thanks to the supervision of his master Ningxi Patriarch, as well as his own frequent retreats.Think about it, when you are in retreat, you don’t have anything to eat, and you sit cross-legged to practice, you will be covered in sweat for a while, and you will be able to digest the fat in your body in a short time.

The ancestor couldn't bear to watch his apprentice go into the world and temper like himself back then, forcibly obliterating his own preferences bit by bit.Ning Xi's master, that is, Qing Hong's master, used a simple and rude method back then. Whatever the ancestor likes, first give enough to make him bored. If not, then artificially create obstacles to make him like it Deprived of things, so that he did not dare to like.In his life, the ancestor suffered from lethargy and was fond of singing and dancing, so his master forced him to watch the singing and dancing and not allow him to fall asleep.As a result, he doesn't even have a bed in his room now, only a small futon for meditation.The old ancestor has a deep understanding of this kind of pain, so he doesn't want his disciples to repeat the same mistakes.

However, is there any way for disciples to cultivate the path of ruthlessness without suffering?

The ancestor thought hard for many days, and finally came up with a solution.

Qinghong's greatest hobby is eating, so cast a spell on his sense of taste, so that everything he eats tastes the same, no matter what he eats, it's like eating white rice without an old godmother.

Apart from eating, Qinghong also likes to read story books, and always asks his senior brother from Biefeng to secretly buy human story books to read secretly. The ancestor used to turn a blind eye to his good grades, but now, hehe, all The pictures are all mosaic!No matter which book he reads, it is all white, with no lines or colors.

It's just that the ancestor is still not at ease, his apprentice's calligraphy is not low, practicing calligraphy is training his mind, and a handwritten handwriting can be sought after for a long time.So this has to be changed, with a trick, no matter which characters he reads, they will all be the standard bold characters in the cultivation world.

anything else?The ancestor was very worried, what would happen if someone good-looking came to seduce his apprentice, although he was confident that no one would be prettier than his apprentice, but he had to be on the safe side.So, when Qing Hong came out, he would find that everyone's head was a mosaic, with their names written on it for easy identification.

In short, the ancestor thoughtfully considered all aspects to ensure that Qinghong can be transformed into a god in one fell swoop after this retreat.

In the eager anticipation of the ancestors, in the anticipation of Jiucheng Xianmen, Qing Hong successfully left the customs and accepted the last tempering before becoming a saint.

Huh?Something seems wrong, is there something wrong with my exit method?Qinghong thought silently, blinking hard on her usual indifferent expression.

The sky is still the same sky, the stairs are still the same stairs, but what has changed is the people who welcome him to leave the customs.I can't see what the face looks like, but I can only see the big black characters on it: Shizun, head, senior brother, junior sister, and second nephew.What's going on here?

Qinghong looked around in confusion, focusing on the person with the words "Master" on his shoulder.

However, his master didn't answer his confusion, the master came over and patted him on the shoulder, the master and the master walked towards the master's cave with Qing Hong sandwiched between the left and the right.The hard-working senior brother in the back worked diligently to gather the congratulatory gifts from all the peaks, and resignedly took the junior nephew to the warehouse.

After entering the cave mansion and falling under several layers of restrictions, the master touched Qing Hong's head. Even though Qing Hong couldn't see his master's expression now, he could still feel the master's overflowing love, and his head obeyed the master. Zun rubbed his hands.

Seeing this scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety, the master cleared his throat, and said: "This time you come out of retreat, and you will reach the last stage of incarnation and sanctification. You have to cut off your passions and desires, so that you can get rid of your demons safely." Otherwise, you may go crazy, or you will die on the spot. Your master loves you and has thought of a complete plan for you. Right now, as long as you live normally as usual, at least a month or a year, you will surely become a saint in one fell swoop .”

"Then, then I can't see that the face was made by Master?" Qing Hong asked incredulously, in fact, after hearing what the head said, he knew that no one else would do this except his Master.

"Naturally, your master is afraid that you will indulge in beauty, so you came up with this idea day and night. You don't even understand this, do you?" Even his hair is gray, if he doesn't appreciate it, then how sad his junior brother will be.

"How can this be? Master's kindness, this disciple is very grateful." Saying this, he bowed and was about to salute, but was stopped by the ancestor.

"You spend the past few days well. You are satisfied when you become a saint and a teacher. You don't have to worry about the rest."

After finishing speaking, the ancestor left the head who was still about to give a few more instructions, and the secret voice entered: "Before he realizes that his sense of taste has failed, why don't you go and wait for him to play tricks?" The boss slipped away.

Thinking about it, the head of the sect, Qing Hong's little ancestor must have suffered a disturbance.Ever since, Qing Hong was thrown down by the master just like this, to experience his abnormality well.Qing Hong, who is well aware of the nature of his master, has a vague premonition that things will not be so simple.

He carefully took off a piece of jade pendant from his body, opened the array inside, ordered a whole fish feast made of Shangyangfeng's unique Shaoquan fish in the dining room, and waited restlessly for the servants to bring it to him.

Time passed by, Qinghong felt that the waiting for this incense stick was more difficult than the three-month retreat, his heart was in a state of turmoil, and his eyelids kept twitching, and he missed that sip of boiled water even more. Fish, it seems that only the spicy and delicious food can soothe his throbbing heart.During the leisure time of retreat and practice, he missed the feeling of dancing with the tip of his tongue very much.

Finally, a scent of chili oil and the unique taste of Shaoquan fish wafted over, Qinghong was excited, his originally upright body stretched even more, and he cast a spell to open the restriction of the cave in an instant, letting the smell whet his appetite The fragrance of blooming filled the entire cave.

With a sound of "sucking", Qing Hong swallowed before the food delivery servant came in, waited for the food to be placed on the table one by one, paid him the spirit stone, and let people go down.Qing Hong closed her eyes and sniffed, she could smell the preparation and spices of each dish.As expected, home-cooked meals are the most delightful. No matter how good the outside dishes are, they can't compare to this bowl of boiled fish cooked by the cook at Shangyangfeng Xiaozao.

Holding up her chopsticks to eat, she took a bite, Qinghong frowned, why did the taste not taste right?This, this is not the smell of fish! ! !Why does it feel like rice again, it's still the steamed soft rice in Jiucheng Xianmen canteen!

Qinghong didn't believe in evil, so he tasted all the food on the table one by one, and they all tasted the same!Even taking out Qinghong's private physical treasury - a storage ring filled with Qinghongxi's favorite snacks - still hasn't changed the slightest.

At this moment, she finally gave up, Qinghong slumped on the chair, staring blankly at the front: I can't eat, I can't eat, what's the point of life without delicious food!At the beginning, the master saw that he was very good, so he coaxed him here with delicious food. He said that as long as you follow him, you can eat whatever you want, and you can eat whatever you want. comprehension.

Qing Hong, who was young and ignorant back then, was deceived by Patriarch Ning Xi in this way, and it is his master's arrangement that he can't eat delicious food now.He can even think of things like being obsessed with sex, how could he not take precautions against food.

The boots in her heart finally fell to the ground, Qinghong felt indescribably bitter.The freshness and spiciness of the boiled fish still stimulated his taste buds, and he salivated unconsciously. He could see and smell it but couldn't eat it. This taste was really uncomfortable.

He had to force himself to divert his attention.He wanted to check first how many restrictions the master had placed on him, and what other things were "untouchable".In order to concentrate, he put all the dishes on the table into the storage ring where the food would not go bad; however, the whole cave was filled with the smell of boiled fish, Qing Hong could not stop swallowing, put his left hand on his right Keep rubbing on the storage ring.But he was reluctant to activate the formation to change the air, at least he could still smell it. If the master forbids the sense of taste, then it would be really fatal if he couldn't smell the Tao before turning into a god. How long can he smell it? Qinghong is like masochistic thought.

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