After reaching the peak of Grandmaster, Xia Meng's soaring momentum stopped.
It was indeed a holy spring. One bowl saved her more than ten years of hard work.
Moreover, after her cultivation level improved, her state was very stable, without leaving any sequelae.
She really wanted to drink another bowl!
Xia Meng looked at the bowl eagerly, then stretched out her little tongue and licked the bowl clean.
Suddenly, she noticed a gaze looking at her.
Xia Meng suddenly felt her face getting hot, as if her little secret had been discovered.
When she saw the owner of those eyes, her body stiffened suddenly.
"Demon... Demon Saint!"
Xia Meng was so frightened that she froze in place and did not dare to move.
Although it was only a glance, Xia Meng believed that what she had just felt was absolutely correct.
The terrifying Dao charm, divine patterns, and demeanor were extremely extraordinary, transcending the ordinary world, and seemed so unfathomable.
The cute-looking dog in front of me must be a demon saint that can destroy heaven and earth.
Native dog, demon saint!
How could these two words be connected
However, the dog in front of him reasonably connected these two words.
Gouzi looked at Xia Meng with a smile, and Xia Meng suddenly felt frightened.
Under her gaze, the dog walked to the bed and pulled hard under the bed with his two paws, and pulled out a wooden box.
There was a password on the wooden box, and Xia Meng stared at it with wide eyes.
She saw the dog's two paws clawing at each other like humans. In her stunned eyes, the wooden box opened with a click.
Gouzi pushed the wooden box in front of Xia Meng, with a mixture of pride, credit and flattery on his face.
Xia Meng looked at Gouzi blankly, pointed at himself, and asked in a low voice: "For... me?"
Seeing Gouzi's sudden nod, she carefully opened the wooden box while looking at Gouzi fearfully.
The things in the wooden box must be very valuable, otherwise the person wouldn't put it in a wooden box so seriously.
The moment she touched the wooden box, Xia Meng was stunned.
She looked at the wooden box in disbelief. This was... golden silk wood, a holy material
This is the material for making a holy weapon!
Xia Meng felt that his world view had been completely overturned.
How come treasures that are extremely precious in the outside world become like garbage on the street, visible everywhere.
Opening the box, Xia Meng exclaimed, "It's Xuantian silk!"
Another holy-level material!
She discovered that she had not seen as many saint-level materials in her life as she had seen at this moment.
She became even more curious, where is this place
Is it the fairy world
How else to explain all this
What made her even more curious was what exactly was in the box. The owner actually used such precious materials to preserve it.
Opening Xuantian Silk, there is a piece of paper inside, which looks like a painting.
painting
So many precious holy materials just to preserve a painting
She opened it quietly, and the next moment, she was stunned.
"I?!!"
I saw the girl in the painting, who else could it be if she wasn't her
There is also a line of small words left on one side of the painting.
"Xia Meng, my eternal love!"
Xia Meng's face felt hot when she saw this line of small words.
Is she the one painted on this
Even the name was written on it, so there was no way it was a mistake.
However, she and that person had never met before.
The look on that person's face just now didn't look like he had just met her.
Zhang Xuan didn't know that Gouzi would take out his treasured paintings. The meal was quickly prepared. Considering that Xia Meng had been injured before, he cooked some millet porridge and made some pickles.
He grows millet himself and vegetables in his own yard.
Looking at these, Zhang Xuan was quite satisfied.
Putting these on the table, he moved into the bedroom.
As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Xia Meng holding the painting and looking at it.
"I thought I would never see you again, so I drew a picture, haha!"
"The porridge is a little hot. Be careful not to get burned when you drink it."
Zhang Xuan scooped up a bowl of porridge for Xia Meng, and then poured a large basin for Gouzi.
The dog couldn't bear it any longer, so he ran over and lay on the basin to feast!
Ignoring Gouzi, Zhang Xuan took the bowl and blew on it until the millet porridge was no longer so hot, and then he put it in front of Xia Meng.
"Drink it, it won't taste good when it's cold. When you feel better tomorrow, I'll make you a good meal!" Zhang Xuan looked at Xia Meng dotingly and said softly.
Xia Meng originally had many things to ask Zhang Xuan, but the taste of millet porridge was so fragrant that she couldn't help it, and a sweet fragrance drifted over.
This... is the breath of a holy elixir!
Xia Meng almost thought she was dreaming, and her hands trembled when she took the bowl.
"This is... Tianlin rice! Emperor Xia got a small bowl back then and held a Halloween banquet for it. Now, this..."
She glanced at the dog who was lying in the basin and feasting. She had no intention of blaming the man in front of her for letting her eat the same food as the dog.
This is a holy elixir. A grain of rice is worth almost as much.
And, to hear this person say it, this isn’t even the best!
This is not the best, which one is the best
This is too terrible!
Without thinking too much, Xia Meng started to drink porridge.
The rich fragrance enters the nose.
Then, extremely rich spiritual energy gathered here.
The soft spiritual energy slowly poured into her body, nourishing her and washing away the impurities in her body.
boom!
The aura she had just broken through surged straight up again at this moment!
He directly broke through to the third level of the Grand Master.
After drinking the millet porridge, Xia Meng's heart pounded and she burst with joy.
What a fairy life is this!
She looked at Zhang Xuan, looking a little embarrassed.
Zhang Xuan had just finished half of the millet porridge in his bowl. Seeing Xia Meng's look, he felt funny secretly and asked, "This bowl is too small. I can't fill it up in one bowl. Do you want another bowl? By the way." , you can have some pickles with it, didn’t you love eating pickles the most before?”
Xia Meng's fair skin instantly turned extremely red, and her charming appearance made Zhang Xuan look straight at her.
The taste of millet porridge was so delicious that Xia Meng couldn't be restrained anymore.
For her, this was an incredible opportunity.
"Um!"
The sound was as loud as a mosquito, and if Zhang Xuan hadn't been paying attention to her, she wouldn't even be able to hear it.
Zhang Xuan filled another bowl for Xia Meng and then gave it to her.
"Thanks!"
Xia Meng blushed and whispered.
In order to cover up her embarrassment, she picked up her chopsticks, picked up a small pickle, and ate it in one bite.
The next moment, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened.
"boom!"
A burst of fairy spirit burst out from her mouth, and Xia Meng felt like she fell into the spiritual spring, and the soft spiritual energy washed her internal organs.
"Click!"
Xia Meng was already numb. Her cultivation seemed to have broken through too quickly today!
She once suspected that she was in a dream at the moment!
Otherwise, how could all this be possible
At this moment, a sneaky head appeared on the table and stuck its tongue into the bowl in front of Zhang Xuan.