Time flies, and cultivators naturally have more time than ordinary people.
Before we knew it, ten years had passed.
His already chubby, white face with its long beard became even rounder.
It's not his fault; if anyone should be blamed, it's Ning Hongze.
He never knew that his disciple was so powerful; in just ten years, he had already reached the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.
He even suspected that he might have been hiding his true abilities.
For the past ten years, the brother and sister have quietly stayed on this mountain peak to practice their skills and refine pills. In fact, many disciples of their Hengshan Sect did not even know that he had taken on two disciples.
When Ning Xiaocao entered the Foundation Establishment stage, he forcibly took this girl as his disciple as well.
Sure enough, she has now reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, and is just one opportunity away from advancing to the Golden Core stage.
His aptitude may not be the best, but his perseverance is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Of course, none of this has anything to do with his weight gain. The important thing is that Ning Hong's cooking skills are simply amazing.
It made him completely unable to stop.
That's why he got so fat.
Her face had become noticeably rounder.
"No, Master, you can't pin this on me."
Chang Xu has indeed gained a lot of weight over the past ten years, but Ning Hong refuses to take the blame.
The food he makes won't make you fat if you eat it normally, but that's because his master always eats large portions.
This was the first time he had discovered that even immortals could get fat if they ate too much.
He used to watch TV dramas where immortals were depicted as graceful figures. Of course, this world was the same. Hengshan Sect was a major sect, and he often saw people flying over the mountains on swords.
Most of those immortals were carefree and elegant, except for his master.
"Master, aren't there shaping pills and cosmetic pills? Why don't you take a couple?"
"What, you look down on fat people?"
The man with the long beard said unhappily.
"Of course not."
Ning Hong shook her head vigorously, "Why should I look down on fat people? What did they do wrong?"
Long Beard: "—"
"I was just worried about your health, Master."
"Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine."
The man with the long beard stroked his plump, white face and licked his lips. "Speaking of which, the twice-cooked pork you made yesterday was really good. Could you make me some more?"
Ning Hongze: "—"
"And you must give me a jar of your peach blossom wine."
"I only have three jars left."
Only ten jars were brewed in total. He and Xiaocao only drank one jar, while his master took away quite a lot.
"This concerns your master's lifelong happiness. You all want a master's wife, right? This peach blossom wine is for you to please her." A female fairy likes this kind of sweet wine.
Actually, he preferred the old-fashioned liquor brewed by Ning Hongze, because that tasted much better.
I think—
No matter how much peach blossom wine you offer, Fairy Bihuan will not agree.
The main reason is that Fairy Bihuan is obsessed with looks.
Don't ask him how he knows.
He met him by chance.
That day, he made a new recipe, which was rare for him, and just then, Fairy Bihuan came to visit.
When she saw him, she even made a few flirtatious remarks.
He said he was good-looking and that if he were to pursue her, she would probably agree.
"I just can't resist good-looking people."
Fairy Bihuan sighed, "Young friend, would you like to come back to Hengwu Mountain with me?"
"No, my master has been incredibly kind to me, I could never betray him. Besides, I've always considered you my master's wife."
"Master's wife—"
Fairy Bihuan felt as if she had been struck by a heavy blow.
Has she lost all her appeal to young people?
Is it because she looks old?
Or is it just that you have more wrinkles on your face?
Bi Huan touched her face, even conjuring up a water mirror, looking at herself from left to right. Hmm, she was still beautiful, with no wrinkles at all.
As a female fairy, how could I allow myself to become ugly? That's absolutely unacceptable.
This young friend has no taste.
Ning Hongze: "—"
At that moment, he suddenly realized that his master might not have a chance.
As the only fat person in the cultivation world, Master might not quite fit Fairy Bihuan's aesthetic standards.
However, the master had a mysterious confidence that Fairy Bihuan liked him, although he was not quite sure where this confidence came from.
"The annual Immortal Realm Grand Competition has begun, and as my only disciple, Long-Bearded Immortal, I have also registered you."
Carrying peach blossom wine and peach blossom cakes, the long-bearded man suddenly became serious.
If his lips weren't covered in meat juices, he would have looked somewhat like a master chef.
"I'm not going," Ning Hong refused outright.
"Why?" This is a chance to make a name for himself. His other fellow disciples are all scrambling to go, but he only has this one disciple, so there's no need to fight for him.
"Too much trouble."
He doesn't like to compete. "If they want to win, let them win."
He had absolutely no interest in making a name for himself.
"How come you have no competitive spirit at all?" the long-bearded man asked, puffing out his cheeks. "Everyone else is scrambling to get a spot, but you just got it so easily, and you don't even know how to cherish it."
"Wouldn't this be better for spiritual practice? To be free from desires and wants."
He certainly had things he wanted to fight for, but not this—
"Who told you that cultivation is going against the heavens, that it's about conquering the heavens and earth?"
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