Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11789

Soon, it was the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Sun and Wang Cuilian got busy preparing to make mooncakes with sixteen different fillings.

Sixteen kinds of fillings, sweet, savory, and spicy—this will test their knowledge and creativity.

Fortunately, with Rong Gu's help, who came from a wealthy family in Changhuaizhou and had grown up surrounded by the extravagance and refinement of life in wealthy households, the group could manage to make sixteen different kinds of mooncakes.

The fourth house next door was also very lively.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival. Ju'er brought her two sons, San Yatou brought her one son, Yang Chunxia, ​​and He'er, who was a month old, also brought her son Li Suihe. All these people went back to their parents' home together.

This year, they are all planning to come back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with Yang Huaming and Liu Shi. It has been many, many years since the sisters have celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

So everyone discussed it and decided to eat and drink at the new house and sleep at night. Ju'er and her two children would stay at the new house, while San Yatou and He'er would take their three children to live at the old house.

Sure enough, San Yatou changed into a set of work clothes and came to visit the Luo family.

"Aunt Cuilian, Third Aunt, I heard you're making mooncakes with sixteen different fillings, so my mother specially sent me over to learn from you!"

"San Yatou is here, please sit down, please sit down." Wang Cuilian quickly greeted San Yatou.

Sun, who was sorting red beans with her certificate in hand, looked up and smiled gently at the third girl: "Is your family also planning to make your own mooncakes? I remember your parents used to buy mooncakes to celebrate the occasion."

Wang Cuilian said, "This year, all the sisters brought their children back to celebrate the festival. It was a big family reunion. How can the mooncakes bought outside compare to the ones made at home?"

San Yatou smiled and said, "What Auntie and Third Aunt said makes sense. In previous years, when my sisters and I didn't come back, my parents probably didn't bother to make mooncakes themselves. They just bought a couple from the general store to make do."

“This year is different. My eldest sister had a baby, and all of us sisters came back. Since we were all together and had nothing else to do, we might as well make mooncakes ourselves. That would make the festival more interesting.”

Wang Cuilian and Madam Sun both nodded repeatedly, praising San Yatou for making sense.

Yang Ruoqing carried Nini from the backyard, followed by her two grandmothers.

"Third girl, you've come at the right time. Didn't you want to go on a pilgrimage? All three masters are here. Hurry up and get the scriptures."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and raised her chin to gesture to Wang Cuilian, Madam Sun, and Ronggu.

San Ya Tou smiled and said, "No rush, let me see our little Nini first."

When San Yatou came over to tease Xiao Nini, Yang Ruoqing gave Rong Gu a meaningful look.

Rong Gu understood immediately. She wrote down the ingredients and names of the sixteen fillings that the women in the family had researched and discussed before, and then sent them to San Ya Tou.

"Third Aunt, this is the filling for our Luo family's mooncakes this Mid-Autumn Festival, along with the proportions of various ingredients."

"Oh, thank you so much, Aunt Rong! This is so complete, it's wonderful!"

Yang Ruoqing then asked Sanya, "Do you have any molds for making mooncakes?"

San Yatou said, "My second sister brought two sets over. They're from a restaurant, and they have mountain birds, insects, fish, flowers, and plants."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "That's fine. If you're still missing any fancy molds, you can borrow them from our house. We have dozens of different kinds of molds!"

This is not Yang Ruoqing bragging; it's not an exaggeration at all. Rong Gu likes to make all kinds of pastries and desserts for the children in her family, and over time, she has accumulated more and more molds.

……

A small world. The palace in front is also similar in style to the Dragon Palace.

"Is there a dragon palace here too?" Yan Huang asked.

"It was all built by the dragons. This small world was originally one of the ancestral lands of the dragons. After the dragons left, it was abandoned," Bi Qing explained.

"The entire dragon race has left?"

"Imperial Smoke asked."

“Back then, some of them followed powerful beings to the front lines of the Outer Heavens and never returned, while others had to flee because of the great changes in the world and the loss of spiritual energy,” Bi Qing sighed.

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly dropped, affecting the true dragons. Those with lower cultivation levels were able to survive, but those above the Grandmaster level would face the fate of spiritual energy depletion and regression in cultivation level."

Bi Qing spoke of it casually, but Luo Fengtang and the others knew what kind of fate a martial artist would suffer if their cultivation level regressed.

The regression in one's cultivation level is quite terrifying. It's not just a decline in strength, but even more frightening is the reduction in lifespan. Someone who could have lived a long time ends up living only a short period of time.

Given what Bi Qing said, even gods are not immortal, so it's reasonable that those at higher realms fear a regression in their realm.

“For a great clan like the True Dragon, who are born at the Grandmaster level, it’s not just a matter of their level, but also a matter of their intelligence…” Bi Qing continued.

"A problem with spirituality?"

The crowd was somewhat confused.

"Yes, you heard right. Those purebred true dragons, once their cultivation level regresses to the Grandmaster level, will degenerate into low-intelligence demonic beasts..."

Bi Qing sighed.

"That's terrifying. Normally, even if a human reaches a stage of regression, their intelligence wouldn't regress."

"Of course, humans are the true spirit of all things. Humans are born with extremely high intelligence, which is the arrangement of the Heavenly Dao. Although they are born weak, humans have infinite potential. As long as they continue to cultivate, there will always be humans who reach the highest realm. Yuan Yi Shangren was born as a human. Moreover, most of the high-level god-level powerhouses are human."

“We ancient demons have good innate backgrounds and high cultivation levels, but our cultivation is slow and reproduction is extremely difficult. We cannot adapt to changes in the environment... Once the spiritual energy of heaven and earth undergoes a major change, ancient demons will naturally perish if they do not leave,” Bi Qing said.

"If I leave, where can I go?"

“The only way is to go to the Outer Heavens. There are floating small worlds in the Outer Heavens. The stars you see at night are them. But most of those small worlds are not suitable for survival. They are either extremely cold, extremely hot, or chaotic. Very few can survive there. Whether they can find them depends on their fate.” Bi Qing sighed a few times, but her face was very calm and she did not seem to have much worry.

"Senior, aren't you worried about your Bifang clan?" Yan Huang asked.

"Why worry about them? They don't like me anyway. Humph, their life or death is none of my business," Bi Qing said indifferently.

"Alright, let's leave the past behind and go inside."

Bi Qing ran forward, now transformed into the form of a Bifang bird, passing through a layer of mist.

A ripple appeared ahead, as if some kind of special authentication, and the mist in front began to open a portal, revealing the scenery inside.

The Dragon Palace here has a slightly different appearance and layout. Once inside, you feel refreshed and invigorated, as there is not a trace of water.

"Look over there, that's the library. If you want to see the formations, go there. There are many rare books that are very well preserved."