Chapter 3 Section 5 Thought

Qin Tian was not willing to help Mingjue. Looking at his painful expression, he knew that the boy used this bitter trick to leave himself here. Now there is no way. If you can't practice immortality and practice Taoism, you will become a servant.

"Alas, why am I so miserable! The most hero in Qingzhou sells tea at home, and here, he also has to cook rice and cut firewood!" Qin Tian shook his head helplessly. He was originally a child of a small street. He complained and felt nothing.

Ming felt very happy to hear what he said. Do you do these jobs at home? That's great. You don't need me to teach you. I can save a lot of trouble in the future. Mingjue smiled and said.

Qin Tian looked at Mingjue's smiling face with a clear sense of successfulness. There was nothing he could do but despise him.

"Master said that you should think about it here and do some work with me by the way. Well, I'll show you this place. This is the back kitchen of the hall. There are all kinds of pots and pans. The fire here is not wood but bamboo. Every day, you have to go to the back mountain to cut bamboo. There is an open space in front of it, planted with various vegetables and vegetables. I'm the only one here to take care of it. I'm very busy, but it's all right now. Mingjue and Qin Tian came to a simple firewood room. The room was full of materials and some medicinal materials in the bamboo cabinet. Mingjue took out some dry herbs and applied them to the wound while introducing some information to Qin Tian.

"It's all right now. That's right. I'm here. You can have someone to use it in the future."

"Don't be so resistant. Taoist monks should have a peaceful mind. From now on, you will chop three bamboos to make firewood, cook rice and boil water and other logistical chores every day. Otherwise, hey, I will go to the master's place to complain!" Mingjue said in a threatening tone.

"You!" Qin Tian knew that Master Shangguan Cheng had always been serious. Hearing this, there was really nothing he could do, so he had to mutter, "Oh, okay, okay, I didn't have that much ability to cut three bamboos that day. The bamboo here, like your people, is smelly and hard.

"Hey, where can mortals cut the bamboo here with brute force?" Ming felt mysteriously.

Hearing this, Qin Tian said so, and saw that he took a broom and broke a large piece of bamboo effortlessly. He thought that this person must not be simple. Mingjue said that he was a fool who didn't even complete the first stage of the Taoist scriptures - "Three Halal Truths". How can he believe it?

"Well, I'll cut the bamboo and cut it all day long. It's good to cut off one." Qin Tian was clear, but he refused to ask in detail. He had always thought he was a hero. How could he fall down his identity to ask the simple enlightenment in front of him for some Taoism to cut bamboo? Forget it, that's it. Qin Tian shook his head, found a woodcutter from the woodshed, took it and walked out of the house.

Mingjue looked at Qin Tian, smiled faintly, said nothing, and let him go.

The two walked to the vast bamboo sea behind the green bamboo peak. In the deep green, there seems to be inexplicable smoke floating. Looking into the distance, you can faintly see the other four peaks separated by Sanqing Mountain.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Qin Tian couldn't help taking a deep breath and suddenly felt refreshed and energetic, so he ran to a bamboo, waved a firewood knife, and banged, but still couldn't see any damage to the bamboo.

"Humph!"

Qin Tian took a look at the bamboo and thought that everything in the Sanqing Gate was strange. He was helpless and irritable. Suddenly, he lowered his head and struggled to cut the bamboo.

"Alas! What an idiot!"

I don't know when he was lying on a bamboo stake, looked at Qin Tian, sighed, and then closed his eyes and went to bed.

Qin Tian couldn't care about Mingzhi. All day, he kept cutting the bamboo, and the bamboo leaves floated down. It seemed that even if he cut it like this, the bamboo would become a bald with no leaves left and would not break.

Fortunately, this bamboo is not a living person. Otherwise, if he knew that Qin Tian had tortured it, he would have slapped Qin Tian away.

After such a day, Qin Tian was so tired that he finally fell to the ground tired.

When the sun sets and the last ray of sunshine shines on the bamboo peak and bamboo sea, I happened to wake up.

The two returned to the Zhaitang, and Qin Tian dragged his extremely tired body and prepared to walk to his room.

"Hey, Qin Tian, have you cut a bamboo? Today's task has not been completed. The enlightenment behind him stopped him.

Qin Tian stopped and did not look back. He had scolded Mingjue hundreds of times in his heart.

"Well, let's cook with me. I know you are stupid. Just read and learn more when I cook. It's up to you to cook when you learn it in the future.

Mingjue said that completely underestimated Qin Tian.

"Good."

Qin Tian quickly turned around and readily agreed.

Qin Tian has been cooking tea and cooking tea with his mother since he was a child.

In the first few days, Qin Tian still went to cut bamboo with Mingjue, but he still kept cutting a bamboo. Suddenly one day, Mingjue and Qin Tian cooked the meal. Master and his disciples were sitting in the fasting hall for dinner, and Shangguan Cheng shouted--

"Mingjue, come out!"

"Yes, Master!" Ming felt that he was busy in the kitchen. At this time, he ran out and came to Shangguan Cheng, feeling uneasy and afraid that he had made a mistake.

There is a concern that there is a situation. It turned out that on this day, Qin Tian suddenly said that he would come to cook.

Can Qin Tian cook?

Mingjue scratched his head and looked at the master, waiting for him to speak.

"Did you cook this table?"

Shangguan Cheng asked coldly.

This cold question scared back the sweat all over Mingjue. Master Suzhi is strict. This dish must not have been done well. It seems that Qin Tian will be punished again.

"Yes, it was made by my disciples."

Think about it, you'd better take the blame yourself.

"Impossible! Say, who did it? Shangguan Cheng amplified his voice and asked again.

"Well, master, it's my fault. Let that Qin Tian's stinky boy, stinky boy, want to show his ability. He said he would cook this meal."

"Ye�. Qin Tian? Yes, you have been cooking for three years. Today, I know that where do people eat your dishes in the past three years?

"Master, you..." Mingjue didn't expect that the master would say this, but he didn't understand, so he had to look at Shangguan Cheng doubtfully.

"Mingjue, today's dish tastes really good!"

"That's it."

The disciples at the dinner table said one after another.