I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 16: Shen Haohao, born in the Year of the Dog
Tuoba Dao saw the mysterious man on the throne staring at the secret manual of martial arts on the white jade tablet in a trance.

He didn't suspect anything and just waited quietly.

It was not until more than ten breaths had passed that the mysterious man finally turned around. His eyes seemed to have condensed the purple energy in the Kaiyang Palace and fell directly on him.

Tuoba Dao only felt that the same mysterious aura was integrated with the Lord of Baiyujing, as if this mysterious man was originally transformed from the mysterious purple air.

"What kind of place is this Baiyujing?"

"It's fine that I've never heard of it, but why is it that there is no clue at all in the nine heavenly monuments?"

"If I want to practice in Kaiyang Palace, will the Lord of Baiyujing agree?"

He thought so in his heart.

The Lord of Baiyujing, who was radiating brilliant light, made another move.

It was as if he could see through Tuoba Dao's thoughts and desires, and he snapped his fingers!
In an instant, a purple air condensed in the Kaiyang Palace, flew away like a ray of light, and landed between Tuoba Dao's eyebrows.

The purple energy condensed at the old man's brow, turning into a purple mark, then gradually faded away and disappeared completely.

"From now on, every seven days, you can come to the Kaiyang Palace in Baiyujing when you feel the purple mark between your eyebrows. Although you cannot come here with your physical body, coming here with your spirit can also help you practice. You write down the Dao and Dharma of the world today for me, and entering and leaving the Kaiyang Palace will be my thank you gift to you."

Chen Zhian spoke slowly.

The longer he stayed in the Kaiyang Palace, the more he sensed the purple energy, and he was able to perceive the various mysteries contained in the Kaiyang purple energy. The power granted to the old man in front of him to enter and exit the Kaiyang Palace was one of those mysteries.

"The consumption and regeneration of the Kaiyang Purple Qi also has its own rules. The old man is allowed to gain one day every seven days. There is just enough Purple Qi, and there will be some left for me to comprehend."

He didn't understand why he could only sense this old man among the beams of light in the sky after he turned into light. He tried to communicate with Kaiyang Que, but didn't get an answer.

But he always felt that there must be a reason why Nan Liujing and Kaiyangque made him shine and attracted this old man.

Let him come to Kaiyangque to practice, this old man will definitely play a role in the future.

He thought silently in his heart, but Tuoba Dao had already sensed the strange purple mark between his eyebrows.

He closed his eyes and tried to communicate with the Purple Qi Mark, and the Mark responded immediately.

Tuoba Dao suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining: "It really works."

"This Kaiyangque is extremely mysterious. Practicing it for one day every seven days is enough... It is enough to help me make further progress before my life ends."

"Thank you, Lord of Baiyujing..."

Tuoba Dao was about to salute, but when he looked up, he saw that the extremely mysterious Lord of Baiyujing on the throne had disappeared silently.

The throne was empty, leaving only the flowing purple air.

He thought about it, still bowed towards the empty throne, and then sat down cross-legged. A tall god figure faintly appeared behind him, sitting cross-legged with him.

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When Chen Zhian opened his eyes, it was already bright outside.

He looked up at the sky through the window. The sun was high in the sky, shining brightly onto the pear blossoms in the yard.

When the fragrance of pear blossoms wafts in and the sunshine shines, you know it’s another good spring day.

only……

Chen Zhian suddenly felt something strange.

"It's already noon without me noticing. Why didn't my father wake me up to eat?"

He walked out of the room. The yard had been swept and was spotless. There were only a few fallen leaves dotted around, adding a touch of spring.

A piece of paper with some scattered handwriting on it was weighed down by a paperweight on the stone table in the yard.

This is a letter from Chen Shuijun.

Chen Zhian immediately understood, he took a few steps forward and picked up the letter.

"You have to eat on time when I'm not around."

There was only one sentence in the letter, but Chen Zhian sighed.

After more than ten years, he was really used to his father being by his side and preparing meals for him every day.

Chen Shuijun was taciturn and never asked him about his well-being, but the carefully prepared meals he gave her every day revealed his concern for her.

Even though Chen Zhian was shocked by the memories of his past life, he still felt that this kind of concern was quite deep and heavy.

So Chen Zhian decided to listen to Chen Shuijun's words, lit the stove in the yard, and went to the kitchen to find half a piece of marinated mutton and some white flour.

"My father's treasury is really bottomless. Although we can't even collect a few taels of silver as tuition, our family has almost no shortage of meat."

Such a standard of living is rare even in the wealthy Suzhou and Wuzhou.

Chen Zhian sighed, set up a chopping board on the stone table, added water to knead the dough, and found a wooden mallet to roll the dough into thin skins and cut it into round shapes.

He had already blanched the mutton. While blanching it, he remembered that it was recorded in the Daxueshan Ginseng Qi Post that one of the herbs in the Huangzhong Xingqi Decoction was called "Zhi Huangye", which had the effect of removing fishy and muttony smells.

Chen Zhian simply took out a few leaves of the herb and blanched the mutton together.

The local mutton in Suwuzhou is not actually that good. It has too strong a smell and the meat is rather tough. For Chen Zhian, who had eaten all eight major cuisines in his previous life, steaming or boiling it is certainly not delicious.

So he decided to use the mutton to make dumplings.

After blanching, Chen Zhian was surprised to find that the effect of the yellowing leaves in removing the smell of mutton was surprisingly good. He even put his nose close to it and smelled it, and could hardly smell the smell of mutton.

"Yes, there is a reason why it is expensive." Chen Zhian nodded with satisfaction. Zhihuangye is one of the more expensive herbs among the more than 20 herbs in Huangzhong Xingqi Decoction. Normally, no ordinary family would use Zhihuangye to remove fishy smell. He achieved excellent results on his first try.

"Since we have the luxury, let's just indulge ourselves."

Chen Zhian took out a few slices of red ginger, brought some onions and garlic, chopped the mutton into fine minced meat, mixed it with ginger and garlic to make the meat filling, and made forty or fifty dumplings.

He put the dumplings in the pot. When the dumplings were cooked, the aroma of onion, ginger, garlic and mutton wafted into the air.

Chen Zhian swallowed and said, "It's a pity that Dad is not here."

He had just put the dumplings on the plate when there was a knock on the door.

Chen Zhian was a little surprised. Who would come to their small courtyard?
He went to open the door, but saw Shen Haohao with his hands behind his back, looking inside: "Chen Zhian, what food did you cook in your yard?"

Shen Haohao was wearing a long red dress decorated with tassels and a pearl hairpin in her hair. Although she was petite, her waist was only a few inches wide, and her figure was charming.

In addition, Shen Haohao's skin is very white, like solidified fat, rosy and crystal clear, just like white mutton-fat jade.

The red dress, the gentle white jade and her clever, moving eyes made her look truly beautiful.

"Is my neighbor born in the year of the dog?"

Chen Zhian was a little amused and embarrassed, and then he remembered that his neighbor had a good background and was also a cultivator. He could challenge the third son of the Si family, Si Hougui, so his cultivation must be quite strong.

"Practicing Taoism and tempering the five senses of the body, it's not surprising that she can smell it."

"I made dumplings." Chen Zhian thought to himself and told the truth.

He was not a stingy person. What's more, Shen Haohao had spoken up for justice in front of Si Hougui and gave him the Great Snow Mountain Ginseng Qi Post and the Tiger Fist practice secrets.

Even if Chen Zhian sent another painting later, the value of a painting...it really couldn't repay Shen Haohao's kindness.

"Oh." Shen Haohao's upturned nose twitched slightly again: "Then you can eat it. I just happened to be passing by."

As she said this, she stretched her head and looked into the yard.

Chen Zhian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked, "Miss Haohao, do you want to eat something?"

"Okay." Shen Haohao immediately walked into the courtyard: "My favorite food in Beijing is mutton dumplings, but Su Wuzhou's mutton is too smelly, not presentable, and not delicious. How do you make these dumplings? They are fragrant and have no smell of mutton."

Shen Haohao was generous with his praise.

The two came to the stone table, and Chen Zhian found a plate and distributed more than twenty dumplings to her.

Shen Haohao was petite, but she gobbled the food up like a whirlwind. She wasn't very elegant, and the soup splashed all over her face. But in just a few dozen breaths, she had finished all twenty or so dumplings.

There were even a dozen dumplings left on Chen Zhian's plate.

"Huh..." Shen Haohao only felt that the dumplings were delicious when she ate them. After she finished eating, she found that a heat rose from her stomach and spread throughout her body.

There is even a strange ginger scent coming from the root of the tongue, with a strong aftertaste.

"It's really delicious." Shen Haohao thought to himself, "My neighbor is really good at cooking."

She naturally didn't know that Chen Zhian's cooking skills were average. The reason why the dumplings were so delicious was because he used yellow leaves to remove the fishy smell and added precious red ginger.

Chen Zhian looked at Shen Haohao with some amusement, then lowered his head to look at his plate, and said politely: "If I had known earlier that Miss Haohao liked to eat it, I would have given you more. It's a pity that these dumplings are already on my plate..."

"No problem." Shen Haohao laughed and actually took five or six more dumplings from Chen Zhian's plate.

"She's quite polite. She didn't take everything away." Chen Zhian just thought that the girl in red in front of him was really interesting.

Shen Haohao ate five or six dumplings, touched his stomach, and sighed again: "The dumplings are delicious, but you made too few, not enough for two people."

Chen Zhian answered honestly: "This is all the mutton we have at home."

"I have some at home." Shen Haohao stood up, walked out of the yard, and came back after a while. Just like she brought two secret books before, this time Shen Haohao was holding two lamb legs upside down in her hands.

She picked up the leg of lamb and handed it to the dazed Chen Zhian.

"If you make dumplings again next time, come next door and call me." Shen Haohao licked his lips with satisfaction.

Chen Zhian stood up helplessly: "I'll make some more for you."

Half an hour passed.

Chen Zhian looked at Shen Haohao in amazement as he ate hundreds of dumplings in one breath.

Shen Haohao finished several large plates of dumplings, and when he saw Chen Zhian's eyes, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"People who practice cultivation will inevitably eat more. After all, they need to transform their blood and true essence, and they also need to eat more to temper their physical bodies."

Shen Haohao explained, and then she remembered the cultivation method she had given to her neighbor, so she changed the subject and asked, "Have you read the Great Snow Mountain Ginseng Qi Post? Is it a little difficult to understand?"

"You invited me to eat dumplings. If you have any questions, come and ask me. I will help you solve your doubts. You must be careful when practicing. No matter whether you can practice or not, you must fully understand the practice method before you can start practicing. Don't be too impatient, it will hurt yourself."

"There's nothing I don't understand." Chen Zhian said as he cleared the dishes, "I also want to thank Miss Shen. If it weren't for these two secret books, I'm afraid I would have no chance of practicing."

Shen Haohao raised his eyebrows: "Have you started practicing?"

Chen Zhian nodded casually.

Shen Haohao looked Chen Zhian up and down with some suspicion, and couldn't help but remind him: "Now that you have started practicing, you must be more diligent. Try to sense your own blood and energy every day. The true truth is to proceed step by step on the road of practice."

This time Chen Zhian didn't say much, just smiled and nodded to Shen Haohao.

"Got it. Thank you, Miss Shen."

(End of this chapter)