Chen Xiao was stunned. Although this was the first time he heard of the Bigu Pill, he could understand what the other party meant just by the two words Bigu. The cultivators he had seen and heard of before, whether they were monks or immortals, all ate. Suddenly knowing that Xi Yunting didn't eat, Chen Xiao was inevitably stunned.
The two of them were silent. Du Rong was afraid that the situation would become awkward, so he quickly said, "We dare not let the Immortal Master's place be contaminated by fireworks, so we will cook outside the valley."
Du Rong said this too quickly, and Xi Yunting swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He originally wanted to say that they could set up a place outside the house to cook. But then he thought that they were only staying for one night, so Xi Yunting didn't mention it again.
Since Master Xi was fasting, Chen Xiao didn't dare to let the smell of food suffocate him. Du Rong went outside the valley to cook, and Chen Xiao followed to help. He skillfully picked up some dry branches, and when he returned to Du Rong, he had already dug a hole in the ground and was piling stones on the edge. Chen Xiao skillfully stacked the branches into a small breathable pile, lit the dry leaves to start the fire, and a bonfire was ready.
Du Rong was not afraid of the cold and waded into the middle of the stream. In just a short while, he caught a dozen small fish that were half a foot long and two fingers wide. He took out the gills, scraped off the fine scales, removed the internal organs, and skewered them one by one with branches as thick as chopsticks. These fish were too small, so they could only be smoked and roasted slowly over a low fire. Seeing this, Chen Xiao asked Du Rong to take a break while he roasted these small fish. Du Rong had been working hard these days, and Chen Xiao also wanted Uncle Rong to taste his cooking skills.
Du Rong wanted to refuse at first. After all, as far as he knew, this young employer didn't know how to cook. Chen Xiao was very persistent, so Du Rong had to give up. Anyway, he could just guard the stream and catch fish later.
Chen Xiao first selected salt from the seasonings and carefully applied a thin layer on the surface of the fish. Then he pinched some of the spices Du Rong had handmade and stuffed them into the fish's belly.
Put the fish skewers aside and wait for them to be seasoned. Chen Xiao went to fiddle with the fire, dispersed the blazing fire, and picked out the charcoal that was about to go out. When the fire was half extinguished, Chen Xiao put the fish skewers on the stone and grilled them in a proper manner.
Du Rong saw that Chen Xiao was very methodical, and he turned the fish skewers at a moderate pace, so that both sides were evenly heated. He felt relieved that this meal would not be bad. Once he relaxed, Du Rong began to chat. He said, "The sect that this Master Xi belongs to must be a famous and noble sect."
Chen Xiao thought about it and realized that he had never told the other party that Xi Yunting was from the Chongxuan School. So, he was curious: "How did Uncle Rong know?"
Du Rong said to Chen Xiao in a tone of a senior teaching a junior: "You can tell from his clothes. Those are not ordinary clothes like you and I wear, but robes with runes. The effect is equivalent to the breastplate and wrist guards on my body. You know, runes have very strict requirements on the materials they are attached to. For example, my breastplate is made of the top layer of skin of a fierce beast, and the one I saw in the pawn shop that focuses on speed is woven with the silk of spiritual plants. None of these are as comfortable as the robes."
Du Rong said with emotion: "The material of the robes is even more precious. It is made of silk spit out by spiritual silkworms fed by spiritual plants or spiritual cotton watered by spiritual springs. It is not something that ordinary cultivators can afford to wear."
Chen Xiao suddenly realized that Xi Yunting was actually a wealthy man. However, before he could exclaim in amazement, Du Rong told him something that could highlight Xi Yunting's worth even more. He said, "Also, it's the Bigu Pill that Master Xi consumed."
Chen Xiao was a little puzzled: "What's wrong with the Bigu Pill? In the legends of the immortal masters, we always hear about eating wind and drinking dew, and Bigu for longevity. It seems very common."
Du Rong looked at him in surprise: "Where did you hear this nonsense?" Then he said earnestly: "There are some outrageous rumors in the market. Don't take them seriously, otherwise you will really make a fool of yourself. Take the Bigu Pill for example, because one of the herbs in it overlaps with the Yangxi Pill, the price of the Bigu Pill has always been high. Generally, practitioners will not eat Bigu Pills as a meal unless it is necessary."
"Nourishing Pill? Is it very expensive? What are its effects?" Chen Xiao asked.
Du Rong said: "Yangxi Dan is a medicine used by practitioners to recuperate after being injured. Whether it is a meridian or an organ that is injured, Yangxi Dan has a very good effect. An injured practitioner usually needs to consume many bottles of Yangxi Dan from the time of healing to recovery."
The reason why Du Rong spent all his money when he was injured last time was to take this Yangxi Pill. After taking the Yangxi Pill, the injury will be healed without sequelae and will not leave any hidden injuries. Therefore, practitioners who have the conditions and foresight will not be stingy in spending on this for the sake of the future.
"The Bigu Pill is usually only consumed by cultivators when they are in seclusion, so sales are not high. The Nourishing Pill is in great demand, and alchemists are willing to use this recipe to make a profit. Scarcity makes things valuable, so the price of the Bigu Pill remains high." Du Rong has been wandering around for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen Bigu Pills being used instead of meals.
Chen Xiao gained a lot of knowledge during the meal. For the first time, he understood what a former apprentice meant by "rich and inhumane".
His cooking skills have not deteriorated, the fish is grilled to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fresh and salty, and fragrant. Du Rong praised it and said it was the first time he had eaten such delicious food.
Although what Du Rong said was a bit exaggerated, it was sincere.
They were usually trained, so they rarely had the leisure to think about food. They would eat it as soon as it was cooked, and rest when they needed to, and stand guard when they needed to. Sometimes, they were in a hurry and ate while walking. They didn't care whether the food tasted good or bad, or whether it was hot or cold. If they didn't eat, they would have no strength, and no strength meant injury and death. At that time, no one cared about it, they just stuffed the food into their mouths and were satisfied when they were full.
Therefore, Du Rong was right to characterize this trip as a sightseeing trip.
After dinner, Du Rong did not remove the stones to cover the ashes, as he might need them again the next morning. Anyway, it was by the stream, so there was no vegetation that could not be burned. The two returned to the valley, and Master Xi was meditating in the quiet room.
Chen Xiao did not go in to disturb them, but walked around on the flat ground in the valley to digest his food. Du Rong sat on the ground far away from the wooden house and meditated.
Chen Xiao had just walked around when Xi Yunting came out of the house. Perhaps because he saw Du Rong meditating, Xi Yunting did not say anything, but motioned Chen Xiao to come in and talk. So Chen Xiao walked into the house quietly.
Xi Yunting led Chen Xiao into the quiet room, turned around and raised his hand to him: "Sit down."
Chen Xiao looked around the room. There was no table or chair in the quiet room, just a thick blanket on the floor. Xi Yunting sat on the floor, and Chen Xiao followed the host's wishes and sat on the floor as well.
Both of them were sitting on the floor, which showed the difference between those who practiced and those who did not. Xi Yunting held his chest and back straight, and even when he was sitting cross-legged, he was very elegant and graceful. Chen Xiao was not so good. He could hold his chest and head high, but he was not so good at sitting cross-legged. Compared with the immortal master opposite him, he always felt that he was limp all over. In fact, he knew it was an illusion, but he could not help but feel the strong contrast.
Xi Yunting smiled, and said, "You don't have to be so strict, just be comfortable."
Chen Xiao forced a smile and said, "It's okay, you'll get used to it." He told himself that this was nothing, it wasn't like kneeling down and making your legs numb. Only men who sit cross-legged are bold and cool...
Xi Yunting usually had no expression, so people couldn't tell what he was thinking. This time, it was no different. He said to Chen Xiao calmly, "I'll have to ask you two to rest in the quiet room tonight."
Chen Xiao already knew him a little bit, and knew that he was the type who looked cold on the outside but was actually warm on the inside. So he quickly said, "Don't feel wronged. It's already great to have a house like this in the wild that can shelter us from the wind and rain."
After saying this, the two of them were quiet again. Xi Yunting was used to being silent. Except for the elders, almost no one around him was keen to talk to him, which made him develop the attribute of being silent. Fortunately, Chen Xiao was very interested in Master Xi, so he took the initiative to find a topic. He said, "Master Xi, did you build this wooden house?"
This question was purely a deliberate question. The wooden house was brand new, and it was obvious that it had just been built and put into use. But this is how conversations are, you always have to bring up a topic that is easy for people to follow before you can continue.
As expected, Xi Yunting answered, "That's right. The wood was collected from the nearby forests. They are all tall and straight tree trunks."
Xi Yunting did this job simply and roughly. He selected trees that grew straight, felled a few of them, divided them into several sections, and then split them into planks.
This time when I led the team out, I didn't expect him to stay alone. Naturally, I didn't make any preparations, and the things I brought with me were just those.
When this wooden house was built, no tools were used at all. It was because he had a high level of cultivation and was a sword cultivator, so a weapon was used for everything. Which real wooden house is not carefully mortise and tenoned, and there is no trace of it. This one is made entirely of wood, so it is too rough. In some places, the wooden nails and wooden tenons are directly exposed.
To be honest, Xi Yunting actually felt a little embarrassed to invite Chen Xiao and the other two to such a simple wooden house. But he didn't expect that not only did Du Rong not show any abnormality, but Chen Xiao even looked at him with admiration. Although it was not the first time, Xi Yunting thought in his heart that this boy was indeed different from others.
Of course Chen Xiao would look at it with appreciation. Such a rough and rustic jungle cabin is not found in China at all. Only in areas with abundant forest vegetation can such a pure rough and rustic cabin be seen.
But there was one thing that made Chen Xiao very curious: "Why is the roof of this wooden house so high?"
Xi Yunting said, "It's because the houses where I grew up all have high roofs like this. Living in an ordinary house would feel cramped." When Xi Yunting had to live in such a house when he was away from home, it was not that he couldn't live there. It was just that he had to build his own wooden house according to his habits.
So, other topics can be extended as the conversation goes on. Following Xi Yunting's words, Chen Xiao naturally asked: "Are all the houses in Chongxuan Sect built with high roofs like this?"
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