My cultivation is too warm

As soon as Xu Mo returned to Wuyou Peak, Nuannuan couldn't wait to find him. She stared at him expectantly and asked, "Peak Master, did Jiu Miao accept the robes?"

He smiled slightly and replied, "I accepted it. He said that Elder Nuannuan, you have grown a lot and he is very pleased."

Upon hearing this, Nuan Nuan blinked shyly and said with a chuckle, "Thank you, Peak Master."

With that, it hurried away. From a distance, Xu Mo could still hear it muttering to itself, "Jiu Miao praised me, hehe."

You can see that it is really happy.

Xu Mo shook his head and was about to go find Senior Brother Wang Er and the others, but at this moment Ou Fenjin walked in with a chubby-faced woman in a beige dress.

Ou Fenjin bowed to Xu Mo and said, "Sir, I would like to take her as my disciple. Please allow me to do so."

Xu Mo subconsciously felt it was ridiculous because he recognized that the woman with the chubby face was the first foodie girl to join Wuyou Peak - Xu Yaoyao.

And she is worthy of being one of the ten people he chose. Now her cultivation has reached the fourth level of Dao Transformation, and she is also a member of the Elders' Council of Wuyou Peak.

Her cultivation level is higher than Ou Fenjin's, so how can she become his disciple?

What's more, Ou Fenjin is a weird one.

This is not about Xu Mo being racially discriminatory. The key point is that all of its abilities are based on innate rules. Maybe it itself doesn't understand its own rules, so how can it teach others?
Anyway, Xu Mo couldn't connect the two words "weird" and "recruiting a disciple" in his mind.

So he shook his head without hesitation and said, "Don't make a fuss, I'm busy."

Ou Fenjin was immediately displeased when he heard this. He glared at her and said innocently, "I'm not kidding. I'm serious. I want to take Yaoyao as my apprentice."

Xu Yaoyao, the foodie girl standing by, also raised her hand to prove Ou Fenjin's point, "That's right, Peak Master. It was me who took the initiative to ask to be Uncle Ou's disciple."

When Xu Mo heard the conversation between the two, he looked at them in surprise. It turned out that the foodie girl took the initiative to become his disciple?
He was a little confused and felt it was incomprehensible that there would be a human being who would worship a weird person as a teacher. The thought process of this foodie girl was a bit magical.

At this time, Ou Fenjin continued, "Sir, you know me well. My biggest dream is to become a human. However, I also know that my dream is a bit unrealistic and can only be regarded as a dream that is out of reach."

As it spoke, it lowered its head slightly and sighed, "Although we, the weird ones, theoretically have no lifespan limit, just as the heaven and earth have an end, one day our consciousness will slowly dissipate, leaving only a body that acts on instinct.

I don't know when I will become like that, but I think I should prepare in advance, just like you humans, and pass on my skills."

Xu Mo was slightly moved when he heard Ou Fenjin's sad words. It was indeed a unique monster. Both its own abilities and its thoughts were inherently incompatible with monsters.

If it were a human, it would definitely become a sage who brings happiness to the world. Unfortunately, it is a weird creature, which is very helpless. It is obviously more human-like than most humans.

Then he sighed slightly and asked helplessly, "But how are you going to pass on your skills? Your strange abilities are based on rules, right? Can you teach them to others?"

Ou Fenjin shook his head when he heard that. "I don't want to pass on my own abilities. What's so good about our weird abilities? If they disappear, they disappear. I don't care. What I want to teach Yaoyao is my culinary skills."

Xu Yaoyao, who was standing by, also echoed excitedly, "That's right, that's right. I want to learn cooking from Uncle Ou. Once I have Uncle Ou's cooking skills, I can cook for myself. Then, even if I'm not at Wuyou Peak, I can still eat wherever I go."

"Uh..." Xu Mo's expression froze. It turned out to be about cooking. He had misunderstood. Then he shook his head helplessly and said, "If that's the case, why don't you just teach her directly? There's no need to ask for my opinion."

Ou Fenjin shook his head. "Yaoyao said we should have a formal master-disciple relationship. If that's the case, since you are my master, I naturally need your consent."

Xu Yaoyao, who was standing by, clasped her hands in front of her chest and stared at him pitifully. "Please, Peak Master, let me become Uncle Ou's disciple. I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Xu Mo was a little surprised when he heard this.

Xu Yaoyao continued, "When I joined the sect, I wanted to learn cooking from Uncle Ou. However, my cultivation was too low at the time, and my life span was a bit short. It would be a bit of a loss for me to learn cooking at this time.

Then I set a goal for myself, working hard to improve my cultivation to the fourth level of the Dao Transformation Realm, so that I can have a lifespan of 20,000 years. Then I can enjoy delicious food for 20,000 years without any worries.

I have practiced hard for this, and now I have finally reached the fourth level. I can now study cooking with peace of mind."

Xu Mo was speechless when he heard this. Wow, so this was her motivation for practicing.

Then he shook his head and said, "Since you all have the intention, then I naturally won't object, but..."

He paused briefly, staring at the foodie girl with a serious expression and said, "You can learn cooking, but you can't fall behind in your cultivation. Otherwise, I will have Ou Fenjin expel you from the sect."

Then he looked at Ou Fenjin and warned, "You should also urge her to practice well."

He was afraid that the foodie girl would completely lose the motivation to practice after achieving her goal. She was a good talent and could not be wasted.

Ou Fenjin was immediately overjoyed, but Xu Yaoyao pouted, and it seemed that she was not very willing to practice and only wanted to be a cook.

When Xu Mo saw her reaction, he slapped his forehead. Luckily he had given her a special reminder.

Then, under the witness of Xu Mo, Xu Yaoyao formally became Ou Fenjin's disciple, and their master-disciple relationship will also be registered in Wuyou Peak.

Ou Fenjin was extremely delighted about this. He never thought that a weird creature like him could actually accept a human as his apprentice.

I, Ou Fenjin, have really made great progress!

After Ou Fenjin left with Xu Yaoyao excitedly, Xu Mo set out to find Wang Er and Ye Qingyue.

After his previous alias Wuyou Lingnong retired, Wang Er took over his position and became the peak master.

In fact, even in the previous pseudonym period, the people who actually managed the affairs of Wuyou Peak were Wang Er and Ye Qingyue. He himself was basically researching the technology to increase the production of spiritual rice and his own practice.

Now that he has become the peak master again, he naturally needs to find Wang Er and Ye Qingyue to understand the specific situation of Wuyou Peak.

More than three thousand years have passed, and batch after batch of disciples have come to Wuyou Peak. Compared with when the mountain gate was first established, there have been many changes, and he is not particularly clear about many things.

Of course he understood it, but he planned to let things go as he did before. He only needed to ask about it occasionally to understand some of the situation.

After all, Wuyou Peak now has a Council of Elders. Since there is a Council of Elders, then he naturally does not need to worry about everything. Otherwise, what is the point of the Council of Elders? Afterwards, Wang Er and Ye Qingyue patiently introduced to him how Wuyou Peak is currently run.

After understanding the situation of Wuyou Peak, Xu Mo looked at a list on the table. It was a list of exchange students from other worlds, with a total of twelve people on it.

He looked at the names on the list and asked, "How have these exchange students performed since arriving at Worry-Free Peak?"

Wang Er naturally knew what he was asking. He shook his head and replied, "They've been very well behaved since they arrived. So far, no one has caused any trouble."

Xu Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that. He was really worried that the exchange students would bring their habits with them. After all, the worlds outside the sky were not as harmonious as Cang Gu. They would kill people and steal treasures at any time.

Then he warned Wang Er and the others, "You still have to keep a close eye on them. Don't let them lead our disciples astray. You have to work hard to make them become like us."

Xu Mo's transition as the new leader of Wuyou Peak went smoothly. Everything at Wuyou Peak was as normal, and he did not deliberately change anything.

After becoming the peak master, he continued to practice as usual. His cultivation had just broken through not long ago and he had not yet had time to settle down. He was basically doing this during this period of time.

Then time passed slowly, and one day Taoist Zixiao sent him a message saying that people from the Xianqing world had arrived.

The people from the Xianqing World came in a low-key manner, without any fanfare, and basically no one even knew about the news.

After Daoist Master Zixiao sent him the message, he appeared in front of his courtyard with two people.

Xu Mo looked at the two people following beside Taoist Zixiao, a man and a woman.

The man was an old man, with a thin body like a pine tree, long silver-white hair hanging down to his waist, a stern look between his brows, and a sharp gaze. He looked a little serious. He was wearing a wide-sleeved Taoist robe with a plain green cloud pattern, and a large cloak with a black crane holding a thunderbolt.

The woman was wearing a blood-red long dress and had a graceful figure. Her black hair was mixed with frost and tied into a stunning bun. There were three cinnabar marks between her eyebrows, giving her a sense of mystery.

Taoist Zixiao first introduced Xu Mo to the two of them, and then introduced Xu Mo to the two of them.

With the introduction of Taoist Zixiao, Xu Mo learned the names of the two people. The old man was Taoist Yunnian and the woman was Taoist Hanyi.

Although Xu Mo was a little confused as to why the blood-red dress was called Hanyi, he naturally didn't dare to ask.

The people from the Xianqing World really came to pay tribute to their previous alias. After Xu Mo brought a few people into the house, Taoist Zixiao asked him to take out the coffin containing his previous alias.

Then he personally set up a mourning hall in the lobby, and then made a gesture of invitation to Taoist Master Yun Nian and Taoist Master Han Yi.

The two of them lit three incense sticks with solemn expressions, bowed three times towards the coffin in the mourning hall.

In this way, the purpose of the two people coming here was achieved.

Yes, that's right. Xu Mo originally thought that since these two people came from far away, there should be some particularly complicated ceremony or something, but it turned out to be just that simple.

I really just came here to pay my respects.

Seeing his reaction, Daoist Zixiao, who was standing by, probably understood his thoughts, so he coughed lightly and said in a serious tone, "Etiquette cannot be abolished."

After Xu Mo heard what Taoist Zixiao said, he understood after a little thought. Perhaps in his opinion, it was not worth it for these two people to go to so much trouble to come all the way from the Xianqing world just to burn three incense sticks.

But for the people in the Xianqing world, this is very necessary. They must complete this ceremony and bring their own thoughts, otherwise they will become ungrateful.

This is the purpose of ritual.

Daoist Master Yun Nian then took out a jade box, looked at Xu Mo and said, "This is a small gift from our Xianqing World. We originally wanted to give you something suitable for your current cultivation level, but you should not be lacking in those things given your status, and this does not reflect our sincerity."

After saying this, he handed the jade box to Daoist Master Zixiao and said, "These things are not suitable for you now, so put them away for now."

Taoist Zixiao nodded, took the jade box from his hand, and then placed the jade box behind the coffin.

Seeing this scene, Xu Mo felt helpless. He didn't know what was going on. It seemed that these people always liked to put things in their coffins recently.

He really wanted to say that although the coffin was indeed a treasure, it was a coffin, and it contained the ashes of his previous vest. It would be inappropriate to keep putting things there.

Even if people who practice Taoism don't need to be too particular, they can't be so careless.

However, he could only complain like this in his heart and naturally did not dare to say it out loud.

After the incense in the mourning hall burned out, Taoist Yun Nian nodded to him and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Xu Mo quickly called out to them. He then raised his hands and saluted them, then asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, Seniors. Are you, the people of the Xianqing World, unable to distinguish between colors?"

He knew that asking this might be a bit presumptuous, but now that he had finally met someone from the Xianqing World, he naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Daoist Master Yun Nian and Daoist Master Han Yi exchanged glances upon hearing this, though they weren't angry. Daoist Master Yun Nian chuckled and readily admitted, "Indeed, this is true. Everyone in the universe knows this."

Then he looked at Xu Mo and joked, "Are you curious about what it feels like to not be able to distinguish colors? If so, we can let you experience it."

When Xu Mo heard this, he let out a long sigh. It was indeed them.

He shook his head and said, "That's not the case. I was asked to find someone who can't tell the difference between colors."

"Huh?" Daoist Master Yun Nian and Daoist Master Han Yi exclaimed in surprise when they heard this.

Xu Mo replied, "My father and the elders of my family once spent some time in the sect's menial yard, where they were often cared for by a deacon. Later, that deacon passed away. Before he died, he told my father that the people in his hometown couldn't tell the difference between colors."

As he spoke, he took out a long-prepared recipe from his storage ring and said, "My ancestors in this younger generation's family were quite knowledgeable in cooking. It was through this cooking skill that they became friends with the deacon.

Before the deacon passed away, he asked my father to pass these recipes on to us if we were lucky enough to meet someone from his hometown.

(End of this chapter)