Chapter 63 Extra: Nangong Wan Extra 1 This extra chapter is just an attempt. There are many things I didn’t use in my previous outline. I’ll give it a try here. I hope you like it.
"Master, why can't Wan'er learn the various arts of cultivating immortals even though she is ten years old?"
Nangong Wan, who is wearing an elegant long dress, is still relatively petite, but she can already tell that she has a delicate look. If she takes good care of her for a year or two, she will become slim and graceful.
A young woman in a blue palace dress looked at the little girl in front of her with a headache.
"Cultivation is the most important thing, don't waste your talent."
"No, Wan'er has been practicing for two years. Other brothers and sisters already know so many skills. Wan'er only knows how to practice. Cultivation as an immortal has no meaning at all."
"Master doesn't like Wan'er very much, so he doesn't want to teach Wan'er any other skills."
He said with a slight cry.
The young woman in blue looked at the girl with a layer of mist in her big eyes, as if she was about to cry in the next moment, and said softly.
"How could it be? Wan'er is the best behaved. I'll teach you whatever you want to learn, okay?"
"But you can only practice it briefly, you know. Cultivation is the most important thing. After you form the elixir, you will have enough time to learn whatever you want."
Wan'er said with a smile through tears.
"Okay, I want to learn to raise spiritual beasts."
The young woman in blue looked at the girl who had no friends in front of her and smiled slightly.
"Okay, let's go and raise the spirit beast together."
. . .
Looking at the crying little girl in front of her, the young woman in blue felt a headache.
Today, after feeding three sniffing mice and accidentally eating nuts, the little girl was shocked to realize that she forgot to remove the nut shell and gave it to the sniffing mice.
After the three little ones ate the nuts, they unceremoniously chose to die in peace.
After the three little sniffing rats, which were only three or four months old, all returned to the west, Nangong Wan hugged the cage containing the three little ones and cried loudly.
Seeing the sniffing rat that had been with Wan'er for only half a month pass away, the young woman in blue felt that it was too difficult for such a little girl to take care of the baby rat.
At Wan'er's insistence, the three little ones built a tomb next to the cave, and a monument was erected on it with the names Wan'er gave the three little ones: Huanhuan, Xiaoxiao, and Xiaohei.
For a period of time afterwards, Wan'er never mentioned raising spiritual beasts. Sometimes she would even sit in front of the tomb alone and chat with the three little ones. Most of the time, she was apologizing.
However, in order not to make Wan'er too sad, the young woman in blue had to find another spirit turtle for the little girl to keep.
However, the turtle is stupid and ugly. Wan'er always dislikes it because it can't catch up with her. It's not smart enough, lazy and doesn't like to move. And no matter how Wan'er feeds it, it never grows up. It seems to have always been that big. .
Wan'er has been raised for two months, and she is still the same as when the woman in blue gave her to her.
It was nothing like the little rat that kept growing every day. Gradually, Wan'er didn't like feeding it anymore. She did it perfunctorily every time and had no interest in it.
"Master, are you lying to Wan'er? Whoever raises a spiritual beast would raise a tortoise."
"The turtle runs very slowly and grows very slowly. Wan'er thinks she can't survive it."
Looking at Wan'er with a smart face, the young woman in blue touched her head and asked,
"Then what does Wan'er want to raise?"
Wan'er thought carefully and said.
"I don't want to raise spiritual beasts anymore, I want to eat spiritual beasts."
"Spiritual beasts are so clever. If you eat more Wan'er, they will definitely become smarter."
The woman in blue looked at the little girl in front of her who wanted to feed her, and suddenly felt that her motive for raising a spiritual beast in the first place was not pure.
No wonder he likes the spirit-sniffing rats that grow quickly and dislikes the spirit-gathering turtles that never grow.
Why don't you like them? This is because you like their young woman in blue had a black line on her face.
However, although she really wanted to satisfy the girl in front of her, she killed the idea directly. After all, there was no Tianlinggen female monk who could work as a cook.
Moreover, their Yanyue Sect is full of handsome men and beauties, and they wish they could stay away from the kitchen.
Obviously there is no inheritance from the spiritual chef.
Looking at the innocent face of the girl in front of her, the young woman in blue said without changing her expression.
"Actually, spiritual beasts are not delicious, but spiritual plants are delicious."
"Look at this Fengyue pear, add rock sugar and cold brew it, and it will turn into a particularly delicious rock sugar snow pear."
"Look at this sunflower, it only needs to be fried to turn into particularly fragrant sunflower seeds."
"Look at this chestnut tree. The chestnuts inside only need to be dried, fried with oil and sugar until golden, and the chestnut meat will be soft and fragrant."
Wan'er watched the master in front of her keep taking out various snacks like a treasure chest. Wan'er, who had never expected that the master had so many snacks, suddenly felt aggrieved.
"Master eats secretly. Master doesn't give Wan'er anything to eat. Master doesn't love Wan'er anymore."
The head of the woman in blue began to hurt slightly again.
"Okay, okay, I will tell you where these spiritual plants are distributed. From now on, you can collect them yourself. You can make as much as you want."
Wan'er smiled slyly.
"Thank you, master. I know that master is the best."
As he said that, he walked straight to the chestnut tree. It was obviously golden in color and exuding the sweet smell of chestnuts. He immediately captured Wan'er's heart with his good looks.
Seeing the disciple in front of her doing nothing but being busy eating, the young woman in blue also raised the corners of her mouth slightly. It was obvious that the lively Wan'er had given this lonely young woman some unspeakable comfort.
a few days later.
Looking at the chestnut balls that I worked hard for three days, I peeled off the chestnuts and steamed them dry with my spiritual power. After frying the chestnuts, all the chestnuts turned pitch black before my eyes.
Wan'er couldn't help but cried loudly covering the stab marks on her hands.
Wan'er, who was a little impatient, got slightly excited when the frying was about to be successful. The leakage of spiritual power caused the fire attribute spiritual power to automatically gather. The chestnuts that were about to be fried in front of her were doused with fierce fire.
All carbonized.
The young woman in blue looked at Wan'er in front of her, but couldn't help but took out a chestnut and threw it into her mouth, and started eating it.
Wan'er suddenly held back her tears when she saw the unscrupulous look of the master in front of her.
Then he silently burned all the chestnuts in front of him.
Then he flew directly to the Thorny Chestnut Tree to start the next round of production.
The young Nangong Wan loved to cry when she first came into contact with the world of immortality.
But when she understood that crying was useless, Wan'er was always able to quickly adjust her emotions.
When the master would appear as soon as she cried, she chose the least labor-intensive method.
When the master was unreliable, she chose to rely on herself.
At a young age, Wan'er knew early on that if she cried sometimes, her master would like her more.
But sometimes you cry and the master doesn't like it, then you can't cry anymore, it will only make people disgusted.
And Wan'er, who is helpless, doesn't want to be disliked by others!
Yesterday I posted an extra chapter of the main text, and today I will add an extra chapter.
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