I became immortal in Tianzong Sword

After that, Jiang Sibai started to find some delicious food for Aunt Jianhui in different ways in this deep valley.

At the beginning, Zhu Ling still blindly ate and drank, but when she saw Aunt Hui, she wanted to help and didn't know what to do.

But as the days go by, they gradually have a certain understanding of the recipes of various delicacies, and they can do some things by themselves.

Jiang Sibai didn't expect that he originally wanted Han Qianjin to be his cook, but Han Qianjin couldn't get to him outside the valley, so he had Zhu Ling as the fire girl first.

It has to be said that Zhu Ling's ability is very talented in warming up the fire.

It is always possible to stew the stew until it is crispy, and it can also roast the fire to make it charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Unknowingly, after a few months, Qiuniang became a frequent visitor to this valley again.

Every time she came with Taoist Moshang, she ate and drank.

The strangeness of a child is really easy to get rid of, if one meal is not enough, then two meals, if two meals are not enough, her stomach will completely turn into the shape of the senior brother.

Anyway, although now it seems that because of old age, I don't know which person in this school is willing to call Jiang Sibai his senior brother, but the intimacy has returned.

Especially when Jiang Sibai accidentally discovered that the talisman basin he had forgotten to return could also send news to the outside world, the communication between the brother and sister became more frequent.

This even made Jiang Sibai intend to ponder the principle of this, and think of any good ways to make this kind of communication more real-time and more convenient.

And Qiuniang also became the first junior disciple who went crazy playing in the valley, because Jiang Sibai had already developed all the fun things in the valley for her.

This makes people doubtful. If Qiuniang makes a mistake and is punished to the valley, will there be any effect of punishment?

Anyway, now she is being taken by her grandfather, spoiled by her senior brother, and also taken by Grandma Jianhui and Big Sister Zhu Ling to eat, drink and have fun.

This kind of life lasted for more than seven months, until I saw that Aunt Hui sprained her ankle while climbing a mountain, but it didn't get better.

Jiang Sibai quickly examined her, only to find that the bones in Aunt Hui's ankle were broken, and some muscles were almost dead.

It was just a little ordinary injury that could be ignored, even an injury that should not be suffered by a cultivator at all, but it made everyone look awed, and then had a premonition of the arrival of that moment.

Seeing Aunt Hui looking sadly at her feet that could no longer walk, she could only sit cross-legged on the ground.

But after sitting for a long time, her tailbone hurts badly again, even if she is laid down with hay, she still feels extremely uncomfortable.

"Xiaobai, Xiaoling, I'm afraid I will die as an old man."

In the end she resigned.

Then he looked at Zhu Ling and Jiang Sibai and cried bitterly: "I have been taught by my master. If I had known it would be a year ago, I would be preparing for the Ascension Ceremony. Now I don't even have the strength to sit up, and the Yuanshen seems to be everywhere. It's a sieve of loopholes, and the cultivation base of the Three Flowers Gathering is wasted!"

Jiang Sibai's expression was touched when he heard this, and he said: "Uncle Shi, you don't need to be like this, you have already paid a lot for Luo Yun, no one can ask you to do anything more."

Seeing Aunt Hui, she cried and said, "But I want to leave something for Luo Yun, otherwise I won't rest in peace even if I die."

Jiang Sibai didn't know what to do about this, while Zhu Ling, who was more at a loss than him, cringed and said, "What should we do? We have to do something?"

Since her sword was broken, her heart was also completely broken.

At least in front of Jiang Sibai, she completely lost her mind. Perhaps in her heart, she obeyed the strong as a matter of course.

Jiang Sibai paced back and forth, and finally suddenly thought of it, and quickly ran to a certain dense forest in the valley.

There is no sunlight in this valley all year round, and many strange plants have indeed grown under the washing of spiritual tides.

But the woods that Jiang Sibai is going to now is very strange, these unknown big trees only grow two or three inches every year, but there are many towering trees here, which shows how old this forest is.

And in an accident, Jiang Sibai discovered that the big tree would secrete some very sticky milky white sap from time to time, emitting a strange fragrance, constantly attracting insects in the forest to stay.

When the insects stop and try to collect the sap, they will be stuck by the sticky sap and stick to the trunk, and then quickly decomposed and become nutrients for these big trees.

All the disciples in the valley regard this kind of tree as unknown, and most of them avoid it.

Jiang Sibai had some interesting ideas about this sap.

He began to collect the sap.

Scratch some tree trunks and let that sap drop down and then accumulate in containers.

"What do you want these things for?" Zhu Ling gave Jiang Sibai a timid look.

Seeing that he didn't speak, or that she didn't wait for him to speak, she hastily found another tree to do the same.

Jiang Sibai looked at Zhu Ling speechlessly. Why has this senior sister been acting like a pissed off daughter-in-law since she was defeated by him?

But since she was willing to help, that was a good thing, so he asked Zhu Ling to collect more.

In the past three days, the two finally collected enough sap.

And Jiang Sibai's usage of these sap is also very straightforward, directly throwing it into the medicine spirit cauldron for universal refining.

During this period of time, he has made many simulations in the nightmare, and finally decided on a quite suitable plan.

Strange to say, although the current dark nightmare seems to him to be a severely distorted low-resolution world, many of his experiments in it are often successful.

It turned out to be still much easier to use than his spiritual exploration in reality.

Could his dark nightmare still reveal the reality of the world?

Jiang Sibai was completely puzzled by this, but it was easy to use anyway.

The tree sap was refined by him, and finally made into a piece of ten centimeters thick, two meters in length and width... a latex mattress!

Jiang Sibai felt that he was really amazing enough to be able to refine even latex mattresses, allowing the world to enter the enjoyment of the industrialized age in advance.

This latex mattress is very comfortable, and it can support a person's weight well without putting too much pressure on the body.

Therefore, when Jiang Sibai put the old lady Jianhui on the latex mattress, the old woman who had been suffering from bed sores for two days finally had a good night's sleep.

However, what Jiang Sibai didn't expect was that she never woke up after falling asleep.

Seeing that Aunt Hui didn't have time to say her last words, when she left, she was like a mortal dying of life, passing away in her sleep with a smile on her face.

Seeing the relaxed face of Aunt Hui, Jiang Sibai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Sister, look at Senior Uncle, she left with a smile, we haven't worked in vain for the past three days."

Zhu Ling stared blankly at Jiang Sibai, as if she wanted to imprint the tenderness he quietly displayed at this moment into her heart.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Sibai asked a little uneasily.

Zhu Ling shook her head and smiled brightly: "It's nothing, I just seem to understand."

With this smile, it can be seen that she is deliberately imitating someone's gentleness.

Jiang Sibai nodded and didn't say anything. Other people's perceptions belong to others after all.

As for him, he was melancholy thinking, what kind of dream did Goddess Hui have before she died?

After this episode, Zhu Ling’s plot should be less. In fact, I just want to write a plot that uses gentleness to change people. How come so many people can’t get used to it.

At that time, I was thinking, if the gender of the master and apprentice were both male, would these things not happen instead?

After all, if it is a female gender, are you worried about what will happen to them and the protagonist, which is why you react so strongly?

Also, the Madonna I wrote... I have this personality in reality. I don’t dare to call myself a Madonna. At best, I have a more peaceful personality and I am willing to be kind to others.

The Holy Mother has become a derogatory term at some point, which is really sad.

Many people confuse the Virgin Mary with the Virgin Mary bitch, and they are complacent and sadder if they don't know the difference.

I can say very bluntly that I just want to write about a gentle and kind person, hoping to leave some bright things in this world where rituals and music are collapsing, and don't want everyone to see things that are chaotic and turbid.

Even if I can’t write well now, I can’t write well, I will stick to it, after all, I have been writing like this since 2009, step by step from a small author for self-entertainment, and will continue go on.