Chapter 70 Mooncake

Luo Diandian flew directly back to the Alchemy Peak on her sword and ran to her own small medicine field.

Looking at the bright red vermilion flowers growing on my own, I always feel a sense of accomplishment, after all, they are the flowers and plants that I have carefully cared for.

In her previous life, she liked to tend to flowers and plants and feed small animals.

There were a few stones placed on the open space nearby, among which was a photo stone.

She originally thought that the photo stone only had the function of recording images.

But the last time Wu Hua and his little brother were arrested, Manager Li took out the token to check the image on the photo stone.

She then realized that she could connect the photo stone to the token, and use the token to see the image in the photo stone.

Oh my god, this is called remote monitoring!

You know what, there are even elders who specialize in utilizing the function of the photo stone.

They recorded some sword techniques and martial arts training skills using the photo stone and uploaded them to the token for the disciples to practice.

What's more, some people use it to remotely teach their disciples how to practice.

Luo Diandian was filled with black lines on his head. No matter where he went, he couldn't escape the fate of taking online classes!

However, these functions can only be used in the Sword Sect. After all, the token's formation only covers the Sword Sect. There is no signal outside...

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Luo Diandian looked at everything he had arranged and finally felt relieved.

In the future, when you have nothing to do, just look at the token. When the red vermilion flowers are ripe, you can rush to the medicinal field to pick them in time!

Then Luo Diandian sat on the ground, took out the small sword he had bought from his backpack, and began to carve on the rotten wood to hone his sword energy.

The small sword was filled with sword energy, and its sharpness was maximized. It was like cutting mud when it cut through wood.

But precisely because of this, he couldn't control the strength well.

Sometimes I chipped too much and the wood was carved very deep, and sometimes I didn't dare to use enough force and chipped too little, so the wood only suffered a little superficial damage.

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After carving for a long time, Luo Diandian originally wanted to carve a flower based on the red vermilion flower, but he didn't expect that it would be extremely ugly.

The flowers have sharp petals like thorns, the roots look like twisted long worms, and there are diamond-shaped leaves scattered on them.

Luo Diandian: ...

Σ(っ°Д °;)っ

She looked at the "masterpiece" in front of her and was silent for a moment.

Finally, he burst out laughing.

But it doesn't matter. She is not the kind of person who cannot accept failure. At most, she can just carve it a few more times.

This kind of thing still needs to be done slowly...

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Time passed by unknowingly, and the figure squatting in a ball beside the medicinal field gradually lengthened in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The breeze blows gently, taking away a trace of restlessness.

The flowers and plants in the field slowly waved to the girl, quietly accompanying her as she carved wood.

There were many crooked and rotten pieces of wood lying scattered around Luo Diandian.

At this moment, she was tinkering with a piece of wood in her hand very seriously.

He didn't dare blink for even a moment, holding his breath as he gently used his small sword to rub off the sawdust.

Finally, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally it's done!"

Luo Diandian raised the wood in his hand, and under the sunlight, a not-so-ugly Q-version flower appeared.

The smooth curves are a bit immature, comparable to the drawings of primary school students, or even worse.

But it's much better than those messy shapes on the ground.

Luo Diandian has already mastered some basic skills.

It is to use spiritual energy to guide the movement of sword energy, try to control the amount of attached sword energy, and carve it slowly.

You know what, it's a bit like the operation when I drew talismans at Fuzhen Peak today, but this sword energy is much harder to control than ink.

Luo Diandian felt his control over the sword energy.

This method seems to be quite useful. In the long run, maybe she can accidentally achieve a small success in sword energy!

Progress will bring motivation to people. Luo Diandian is content with what he has and is already very satisfied. As long as there is a little progress, it will be enough!

After picking up the wood on the ground, Luo Diandian returned to Jianfeng.

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Considering that Lu Wuhui criticized the dessert he made last time for being unpalatable, Luo Diandian decided to go back and make it seriously.

(／_＼)

After all, she was holding the Mirage Pearl in her arms, so it was really unfair for her to take advantage of her!

Luo Diandian ran straight back to her own hut, taking the time to glance under the tree and at the hall not far away.

Not finding Lu Wuhui, she went to the small kitchen to make some dessert.

It seems that it is the ordinary Mid-Autumn Festival recently, but in the world of immortal cultivation, it seems that these festivals are not celebrated.

After all, in the world of cultivating immortals, the higher the level of cultivation, the more days are counted in years.

Sometimes, if you want to break through to a certain realm, it will take either several months or one to two years, not to mention higher levels of cultivation.

Therefore, these commemorative days, which are extremely special in the mortal world, are no different from ordinary days in the eyes of people in the world of immortal cultivation.

If you are not even interested in these days, you might as well practice!

From this perspective, the path of cultivation is essentially a ruthless journey of conquest...

No matter how deep the affection is, it will inevitably fade away with the passage of time.

Here, the emotions cherished by the world seem to be gently covered with a layer of indifferent veil.

As the understanding of Tao becomes deeper and deeper, the cultivators examine time and life more and more from the perspective of a superior.

Luo Diandian suddenly felt a little sad when she thought of this, but she calmed down the next second.

It’s okay, since no one is passing, can’t she just pass it by herself?

It just so happens that I bought a lot of pastry-related things last time, so I’ll make some snow skin mooncakes!

To be honest, she has never tried to bake traditional mooncakes on the stove and is not very brave to give it a try.

So to be on the safe side, steaming is still suitable for her.

Take out glutinous rice flour, sticky rice flour and cornstarch in a certain proportion and mix them. Pour in milk, granulated sugar and oil and mix well.

When there are no small particles left, put it into the pot and steam it. At this time, make the filling.

She made some of the classic fillings like mung bean, lotus seed paste and purple sweet potato.

I also made some jam to try, but I don't know if it tastes good. I'll use Lu Wuhui as a guinea pig...

After making the filling and steaming the snow skin, take it out and stir it with chopsticks to dissipate the heat, then knead it into dough.

The rest is easy.

Pinch the snow skin into small pieces and wrap the fillings.

The mold was used to make other pastries before.

Looking at the plump, delicate and small mooncakes, the crystal clear dough is delicate and smooth, and the rich and tempting fillings are faintly visible inside.

Luo looked at his masterpiece with some satisfaction and specially picked out a nice-looking plate.

After arranging it into a nice shape, it was put into a wooden box and taken out.

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Just carrying the box out the door.

Then I saw a man wearing a light green robe with silver cloud patterns standing by the stone table under the tree.

His profile cleverly obscured the gorgeous sunset behind him, creating a beautiful silhouette.

The afterglow casts a dreamlike light on the face with perfect bone structure.

A simple headband binds up her long hair, with scattered hair on her forehead, giving her a cool look mixed with a hint of laziness.

The premise is to ignore the book in his hand...

Hearing the noise here, the man slowly raised his eyelids and put down the book in his hand.

Bo Ran's indifferent eyes met Luo Diandian's.

Luo Diandian's heart skipped a beat.