Chapter 161 Testing the Demon Refining Gourd
In the cozy courtyard of the bamboo house, the bamboo weaving old man and An Zhi were sitting in front of the bamboo house. The bamboo tray in front of them contained roasted thousand-year-old bamboo worms. The unique aroma floated in the air, teasing their taste buds.
An Zhi first ate a few small bamboo insects. In one word...absolutely!
Looking at the thousand-year-old bamboo worm in the bamboo plate, the old bamboo weaver took the lead and stretched out his hand and broke off one of the bamboo worm's legs: "Today is a blessing. Come on, how about trying these legs?" He handed the bamboo worm legs to Peace of mind.
An Zhi's eyes widened. There was not even a drop of meat on the bare legs. How could he eat them: "Senior, how do you taste this? There is no meat on it."
The old bamboo weaver also picked up a bamboo insect leg and smelled it and said, "Smell it."
"Ah!" Anzhi imitated the bamboo weaving old man and put the thousand-year-old bamboo insect legs to his nose and smelled it. The fragrance was so refreshing that Anzhi couldn't help but open his mouth and take a bite of the bare bamboo insect legs.
"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity. It's like a dog chewing a bone. It tastes nothing." After An Zhi said this, he started to break open the thousand-year-old bamboo insect and enjoy it.
"Stop!" The old bamboo weaver stopped An Zhi's behavior. In fact, he didn't want to eat the thousand-year-old bamboo insect. After eating it, his skill would not only increase, but his cultivation would also double. But he had an important idea today.
The old bamboo weaver placed the roasted thousand-year-old bamboo worm in the middle of the stone table, then looked at An Zhi and said: "Haha, it's a pity that such a good thing comes into our mouths. Didn't you say that your wine gourd is a demon refining gourd?" ”
An Zhi immediately understood what the old bamboo weaver said, and he quickly took the Demon Refining Gourd from his waist and said, "Senior, do you mean to refine this thousand-year-old bamboo insect?"
The old bamboo weaver nodded: "Originally I wanted to practice alchemy, but it seems to be recorded in the ancient medical book "Book of Shu" that bamboo worms are more effective after roasting them, so I'll try it today. If your wine gourd is a demon refining gourd, , then after being refined, these thousand-year-old bamboo insects will surely form a life-saving bamboo insect pill that can bring the dead back to life.”
An Zhi was shocked, his eyes widened...
The bamboo weaving old man gently placed the demon refining gourd on the ground, and then cast a spell on the demon refining gourd. A burst of light speed quickly surrounded the thousand-year-old bamboo insect on the stone table, and then entered the gourd with a "swish" sound.
The originally calm demon refining gourd began to tremble slightly. The runes on the gourd seemed to be awakened and began to shine with a faint light. The light flowed along the lines of the gourd, and a mysterious power was gathering in it.
The old bamboo weaver's expression became serious. An Zhi stood aside and watched all of this quietly without daring to express his anger. He knew that the demon refining gourd must have extraordinary abilities.
After a while, the light of the demon refining gourd began to gradually weaken, and the tremors slowly subsided. The bamboo weaving old man breathed a long sigh of relief, with a look of relief on his face.
"Hahaha, An Zhi, we will know in fifteen days whether this gourd of yours is a genuine demon-refining gourd, but..." After the bamboo weaving old man finished speaking, there was a hint of worry on his face.
"Just what?" An Zhi asked with concern.
The old bamboo weaver picked up the demon refining gourd, looked at it and said, "It's just that if this is not a genuine demon refining gourd, it would be a pity for this thousand-year-old bamboo insect. There is only one in the entire bamboo sea."
An Zhi understood that if the refining failed, the thousand-year-old bamboo insect with its miraculous effects would become a pile of garbage.
Seeing An Zhi's expression change, the old bamboo weaver immediately adjusted his mentality and said, "Come on, come on, let's eat these bamboo worms. It would be a pity not to eat these little bamboo worms." "Okay, come on, let's drink." Two sips." Anzhi poured the wine from the demon refining gourd into the bamboo cup.
An Zhi and the old bamboo weaver were sitting in front of the bamboo house. On the bamboo plate in front of them were steaming roasted bamboo worms. The two of them reached out to pick up the bamboo worms and ate them while starting the chat mode.
"Oh, this leisurely life is coming to an end soon, and it's time to do something for the common people."
"Senior, do you think Master Lingjizi has arrived in Qiang City now?"
"Haha, it's not that fast. I left in the morning. It will probably take a month to come back."
"Don't you immortals know how to fly?"
"Who said that? That's the skill of cultivating immortals for hundreds of years. Haha, we are just cultivators pursuing cultivation. We are just like you, humans, but with a little more ability."
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While eating roasted bamboo worms, they shared their experiences of the world, and laughter echoed in the bamboo forest.
Anzhi chatted with the old bamboo weaver for a long time. As the situation became more serious, Anzhi also had her own ideas. She wanted to go out to the Bamboo Sea after Lingjizi came back, and also visit Emei, Qingcheng, Shushan and other places in Bashu. He is from a well-known and upright family, and then he needs to find the demon-slaying sword to prepare himself against the demon soldiers.
The old bamboo weaver also agreed very much with An Zhi's ideas and arrangements. After all, An Zhi had been practicing in the Bamboo Sea for more than two years and knew very little about the outside world. This would be very bad for An Zhi in the future.
Since there was an imprisoned rebellious son Tuan Tuan at home, An Zhi had to set off back to Qingzhu Xiaozhu before the sun went down, so he said goodbye to the old bamboo weaver after dinner.
As he walked, his eyes fell on the lush bamboo forest around him, and An Zhi decided to carefully select some bamboos for Tuan Tu. After all, he needed comfort even when he was confined at home.
An Zhi first walked slowly in the bamboo forest, scanning the bamboos carefully with her eyes focused and serious, as if she was looking for the most precious treasure in the world. She knew that Tuanzi liked to chew bamboos and play on weekdays. , is quite picky about the quality and taste of bamboo.
"Yeah, this one is nice and tender."
An Zhi walked over quickly and gently stroked the bamboo pole with his hand. The surface of the bamboo felt cool to the touch and very smooth. There was no rough or convex place at all. An Zhi nodded slightly and looked at the roots of the bamboo and the surrounding soil. It is also slightly moist, which means that the bamboo is growing healthily and has sufficient moisture.
"This bamboo should taste very good when chewed into lumps."
In this way, An Zhi broke the bamboo in front of him into several sections, and then picked through the bamboo forest, removing those with bends or uneven bamboo joints, and finally selected a few straight bamboos with evenly distributed bamboo joints. , tied up with ropes, An Zhi carried these fresh bamboos on his shoulders.
Regarding Tuantuan, after what happened today, An Zhi also figured it out. A loving mother often loses her son. Before, she only focused on her own cultivation and neglected to tame Tuantuan. From today on, she feels that she must shoulder this responsibility.
Carrying the carefully selected bamboos, I felt quite happy, humming a brisk song, and walking very briskly, walking back along the path among the bamboo forests...