Volume 3: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Chapter 452: Cooking Little Dumplings
Changyang Mountain.
The world is still shrouded in thick darkness.
Shennong, dressed in linen clothes, is reclaiming a piece of wasteland with a plow in his hand.
The sky gradually turned light blue, then light yellow, and finally a crimson light gradually rose from the mountains in the east.
Shennong looked back and saw that the door of the thatched cottage was already open.
Mingyu stretched, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth changed with his breathing.
In the morning light, Changyang is full of blooming wild flowers, the fragrance is overwhelming, and butterflies are dancing among the flowers, making it look particularly lively.
Shennong looked at the millet that had just been planted in the field, which was being baptized by spiritual energy and had turned into golden ears in a moment, and smiled helplessly.
He stuck the plow into the soil, took out the sickle to harvest the grain, then took out a handful of herb seeds from his bag and scattered them on the ground.
Sure enough, these herbs grew in an instant.
Shennong happily picked up the stone sickle and harvested all the herbs.
While this wave of spiritual energy had not yet dissipated, Shennong scattered all the seeds he had accumulated.
What a great harvest!
As a wise old farmer, he looked at the grains, herbs and spiritual objects that were growing well, and a smile appeared on his face.
When Mingyu came down from the mountain, Shennong had already used the ochre whip to identify the medicinal properties.
Seeing that he was so busy, Mingyu didn't disturb him.
He turned and arrived at the mountain pavilion.
With a flip of his hand, the round jade pot floated in the air. Before Mingyu could move, the jade pot vibrated slightly, a white light lit up, and the lid of the pot was pushed open.
A ball of light as big as a rice dumpling was slightly exposed, flickering from time to time.
He looked at Mingyu.
The stars are bright but the light is hidden!
The smile is gentle but cold-blooded and cunning!
He may not be a human under that handsome face!
There is evil intention hidden under the good-looking appearance!
In short, he seems like a god or a saint on the surface, but in reality he is a big devil.
So bad!
"Do you think I can't hear you?!" Mingyu frowned. He looked at the bulging ball in the jade pot, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.
Eh?
The ball of light flickered, and then it slipped back into the jade pot in a flash.
But change your mind.
Why be afraid of him?!
I am the way of heaven!
Super awesome!
The ball of light flashed and ran out again.
"You, put me back before I get angry!"
"Otherwise, I'm going to... eh? ? Wait, wait until I'm done, you bastard..."
Before Guangtuan could finish his complaints, slender fingers reached out and pressed the lid of the pot down.
The seal was opened, and the tiny space became like a prison, without even a ray of light leaking out.
The ball of light was so angry that it jumped up and down in the jade pot.
"I am the Way of Heaven, the Way of Heaven!"
"How dare you? This is deceiving God, don't you understand?"
"Hey! Are you listening?"
"...Ahhhhh, I'm so angry!"
(▼へ▼メ)
Thousands of paths gathered together in the Jade Pot space, the stars gradually fell above the splendid river of avenues, and the entire Jade Pot world trembled constantly.
But the sun and moon in the pot are still in the sky.
"Don't bother, this is specially prepared for you." Mingyu's voice came into the pot with a hint of laziness.
"The Dharma's meaning belongs to Daozu, the spiritual treasure was refined by the Empress, and the magical power was comprehended by me. It's difficult to imprison the real you, but now, you can't move!"
A red lotus-like flame began to burn under the jade pot, and soon white mist was swirling around.
Mingyu stretched out her hand and caught a stream of clear mountain spring water. She lightly tapped her fingers, and before the little dumpling could react , the spring water flowed into the pot, blending with the world and merging with all the principles.
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that I am now in the human world, and you are also in the human world—a small inch of the human world. This is not your heaven, and you here are definitely not heaven either.
This is the last piece of the puzzle on my journey. It's not complete yet, so I need you to hone it. If it works, I'll let you go. If it doesn't..."
Mingyu's eyes flashed with light, and his gaze pierced through numerous obstacles and fell on the core of Wandao Guiliu.
The ball of light shrank subconsciously.
"What do you want to do?!"
"Of course..."
Mingyu raised the corner of her mouth and spoke word by word.
"Eat—you!"
Eh?!
The little dumpling was stunned.
Then...
Ten thousand ways roaring together!!
The jade pot shook violently, and the sun and the moon hung upside down in the world.
"You you you you..."
"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"
"Do you know who is the master in the prehistoric world?"
"I just don't believe it. I can't break open this broken pot of yours!"
The little dumpling was furious. He didn't care about being the direct descendant of the Taoist Ancestor or the disciple of Nuwa.
You are Hongjun’s biological son, and I will let you see it today.
What is the way of heaven!
Open it for me!
Facing the furious little dumpling, Mingyu remained calm as he slowly and steadily reinforced the seal on the jade pot.
Then he flicked his sleeves lightly, and the lotus fire became even brighter.
There is "heavenly fire" inside and lotus fire outside.
White smoke rose from the trembling jade pot.
Um.
The water in the kettle is boiling.
Mingyu took out two jade cups and put tea leaves in them.
With a wave of his finger, the boiling water in the pot turned into two small silver snakes and flowed in separately.
A few pieces of tea leaves stretch, rotate, sink, rise and sink again in the clear spiritual spring, three ups and three downs. The shadows of the buds and the light of the water complement each other, and thousands of Taoist ideas are contained in it.
This is the real "Daoist tea".
Tea of Heaven!
Tea of Ten Thousand Paths!
"It can be said to be the best in the world." Mingyu took a sip, his brows relaxed, and he felt relaxed and happy. He closed his eyes with great enjoyment, and his breath was accompanied by infinite Tao rhythm.
Shennong, who had tasted hundreds of herbs, felt dizzy as he was digesting the toxins.
The faint fragrance drifted into his lungs, and Shennong felt extremely comfortable in every part of his body.
"Is the sir making tea again?"
Shennong learned about tea from Mingyu.
Somehow, Shennong had a special liking for tea.
He also found an ordinary one in Changyang Mountain.
It tastes bitter and drinking it can improve thinking, reduce sleep, make the body lighter and improve eyesight.
Another more important point is that it can detoxify!
So Shennong often drank it.
After all, he was almost poisoned to death!
Shennong, who loved tea, also planted half an acre of tea on Changyang Mountain.
But Shennong didn't drink Mingyu's tea.
An innate spiritual object, drinking it will lead you to immortality.
Now is not the time.
However, today's tea seems a little different.
Shennong looked at Mingyu in the mountain pavilion, hesitated for a moment, and decided to walk over.
"sit!"
Mingyu looked up and gestured, then pushed another cup in front of Shennong.
"Sir, this..."
The fragrance filled Shennong's nose and made his mouth water. He swallowed hard.
Mingyu smiled and said, "Drink it, it's fine. This path you're on is too difficult, so just consider it a way to prolong your life. I'll suppress the other effects for you. They'll release themselves when you need them."
"Listen to the master!"
Shennong was not a pedantic person. He picked up the jade cup and savored it carefully.
As Shennong drank a cup of tea, his life span became very long.
“Good tea!”
Shennong exclaimed in admiration.
He shouldn't have to worry about being poisoned again, right?
As Shennong was thinking, the suspended jade pot trembled again.
Who are you looking down on?!
The little dumpling was already very depressed because the big devil used it to make tea.
If He had any resentment, He could probably create another ghost world.
…
The author suddenly had a good idea. It is likely that he will not be able to finish it tonight. I will go and urge him to finish it and send it to you tomorrow.
Everyone, be good and go to bed early.
——Leave it to Nuwa.
