Xiao Ran took some more pastries and dried meat, and served with the keel soup, the gentle mountain breeze and the bright night, and the beautiful dinner began.
When everyone's dinner was in full swing, Xiao Ran packed five thousand catties of hot soup in a Qiankun bag.
The soup should be loaded while it is still hot. If the soup is not hot, it is destined to be cold.
"The rest of the bone soup is for the master to make medicine. Half of them help me make some medicinal pills for gathering spiritual pressure and medicine for suppressing the poison of the single-winged bird. The remaining half is for the disciple to honor the master."
Yinyue Zhenren didn't drink bone soup for a long time, and only ate some cakes.
But the strength of the bone broth was still rippling in her blood, causing her to blushed like a girl.
"Five thousand pounds is too much..."
Spring Frog and Qiu Chan hurriedly waved:
"Not much, not much!"
"Master, you have to make so many medicines, not much at all, a few mouthfuls... No, it will run out in a few furnaces!"
Xiao Ran also felt that it was not too much.
In his upgrade plan, he needed a highly concentrated elixir that could gather spiritual pressure in the sea of qi.
The current random crit can only hit the power of the Nascent Soul Realm at most, because the previous medicinal dregs and medicinal power concentration can only hit the Nascent Soul at most.
If the new medicinal pill refined by the uncle can compress the spiritual pressure of the distraction realm, then the critical attack can hit the distraction realm crit.
It can be said that he is now taking the route of combining divine power flow and resource flow.
What is the cultivation base
Can you eat
He showed his filial piety to his masters, and gave as much filial piety as possible to upgrade his practice.
After earning and hunting the cultivation resources, let the uncle help to refine the spirit-gathering elixir to upgrade the spiritual power.
If the cultivation base is reversed according to the spiritual pressure of the exercise, Xiao Ran is already in the realm of Nascent Soul!
From this, it can be seen that the uncle is an indispensable part of his upgrade plan, and he must be well filial.
The uncle is working very hard, so more soup is the right thing to do.
What's more, keel soup is rich in DNA.
"Master, please accept it. This soup is also very good for maintaining your body and beauty."
"You kid..."
Yinyue Zhenren shook his head, complaining in his mouth, but silently accepted the soup.
Chu Yan's face was slightly red, although she was not very interested in drinking soup to practice, but everyone had it, but she didn't, and suddenly she felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.
"Why does everyone have it, but I don't?"
My soup is honoring the elders!
You are my apprentice, you should get me some soup to drink.
With the uncle beside him, Xiao Ran didn't say what was in his heart, and only drew a cake for Chu Yan.
"Because you are the most special! If you can help me take care of the garden and design beautiful clothes for Master, I have a special soup for you."
Chu Yanqing's small face became more and more swollen, especially the base of her ears, which were about to get hot.
Of course, this is the bone broth effect.
"Uncle Master, did you hear that? He's talking dirty again."
Yinyue took the soup and lowered her waist, as if nothing had happened:
"Have it?"
…
As far as the tranquility of the scenery is concerned, Baicao Peak is even better than Sword Peak.
Hot Springs Valley.
Midnight moonlight hangs.
The breeze blows the grass, the insects rustle.
Nine streams flow down and merge into a deep pool.
In the mist of water, Ling Zhouyue sat in the pool with her eyes closed with her picturesque profile face on her right arm.
Mist swirls around his neck, water reaches his chest, and he slips a wine jug in his left hand.
It is like a naturally carved Fengyun body, as bright as jade, white as the moon, vaguely more majestic and rich, with undulating waves.
A pair of straight sword and thin eyebrows that are tired and relaxed, vaguely restrained the sword energy of the strong.
Master is very beautiful.
Also dangerous.
Xiao Ran looked outside the fog for a while before saying:
"Master, drink some dragon bone soup."
Ling Zhouyue dazedly raised the pot and took a sip of wine, her eyebrows were tired and her tone was lazy.
"What's so good about bone broth, isn't it good for keel to make wine?"
This IQ, Xiao Ran has no way to push Shizun to sleep.
"Master, only the seeds of plants can make wine."
Ling Zhouyue took another sip of wine, stupefied, but extremely confident.
"Oh? What about the seeds of animals?"
Xiao Ran said truthfully:
"The seeds of animals can only brew people."
Brew people
Lingzhou Yuejian frowned slightly, her mind suddenly short-circuited, and she opened her eyes abruptly.
Xiao Ran was already squatting beside Shizun, when Shizun opened his eyes, he just saw a black porcelain bowl full of soup.
good smell.
A fragrance that challenges the limits of the nasal cavity.
So much so that Ling Zhouyue forgot about how animal seeds brew people.
A pair of sword eyebrows frowned slightly.
"Why is the soup golden?"
Xiao Ran said:
"This is a layer of soup made from the bones and flesh of the divine beast. The essence is concentrated. Master, please drink it."
Ling Zhouyue lowered her head and took a sip of the gilded bone soup.
The entrance of the bone soup caused a delicious wave directly on the tip of the tongue, and the highly concentrated and pure spiritual power instantly penetrated into the spiritual veins and blood vessels, and went straight to the dantian and palace body.
The picturesque clear face instantly swelled red.
I feel so comfortable...
Xiao Ran saw Shizun's neck sweating from the drink, the snow-capped mountains rippling slightly, and the sea of anger surged, thinking that she was holding back her cultivation.
It wasn't until he found that the master was blushing and staring at him strangely, and then he realized that the master was holding back his cultivation, but something else.
[Congratulations to the host for getting 88 filial piety points!]
good guy!
Before Xiao Ran could be pleasantly surprised, the master asked him with a blushing face and a cold voice:
"What kind of soup are you making? You didn't add anything strange, did you?"
It is the value of filial piety, I added the value of filial piety to the soup!
"It's the Dragon Bone Soup, so the uncle also added some common herbs to remove the smell and improve the spirit. The master should drink more. The uncle said that it has the effect of soothing the fetus."
Xiao Ran said without changing his expression.
"A tire? What tire?"
Ling Zhouyue was stunned for a while before realizing that her precious master had betrayed her and told Xiao Ran what she had inadvertently said.
Sure enough, the master betrayed my apprentice when he met a man who was tempted.
Oh, woman.
Ling Zhouyue took a sip of wine, cleared her stomach, and stared at Xiao Ran sideways, with sword light flashing in her glinting eyes.
"Do you have the guts to let your teacher have a miscarriage?"
What are you afraid of!
As long as you have the courage, Master will take maternity leave!
Since the master asked sincerely, Xiao Ran was like a rainbow, and said awe-inspiringly:
"This is not a question of courage. The situation in the Dharma-ending era is becoming more and more serious, the ghosts are becoming more rampant, and the population is becoming increasingly sparse. As a sword-wielder, disciples always have to have more children and fight more, so as to contribute to boosting the world's population... Children's affairs are not cheaper than the coquettish bitches outside, it is better for us to produce and sell our own swords and strengthen our power, isn't it beautiful?"
Ling Zhouyue was stunned when she heard it, but it took a long time for her to react, and the sword intent in her eyes grew stronger.
"Is this the love story you confessed to a woman as a man? Why don't you feel any numbness as a teacher?"
However, the system betrayed her...
[Congratulations to the host for getting 188 filial piety points!]
Xiao Ran filial piety:
"I'm afraid that it's too nauseous, and people are gone."
Ling Zhouyue still had a blushing face like a cherry blossom.
"Isn't it uncomfortable for you to squat like this and feed me soup? Get into the water."
"Yes."
Xiao Ran went into the water honestly and did not dare to take off his clothes.
Ling Zhouyue's sword brows twitched slightly, and the sword light in her eyes froze slightly.
"Undress."
"Yes."
Xiao Ran took off his clothes honestly, but luckily the fog was heavy enough that there was no safety risk.
Ling Zhouyue still had a sullen face, and ordered:
"Sit beside the teacher."
"Yes."
Xiao Ran sat on the folded stone beside the master. The pool of water was too small and was about to be attached to the master.
Ling Zhouyue was satisfied only then, and pushed back the golden soup brought by Xiao Ran.
"Being a teacher and having no children, this golden soup is useless to me, you should drink more, maybe you can become stronger."
That's right, Master isn't pregnant yet.
Xiao Ran nodded.
"Oh, save that for later."
Ling Zhouyue's brows twitched slightly, and she turned her head to stare at Xiao Ran.
"I want you to drink it."
Xiao Ran was not greedy for the golden soup, but the value of filial piety from the master. He really couldn't bear to drink it alone.
"Then how about me and Shizun being one and a half?"
"Alright."
So Xiao Ran picked up the black porcelain bowl and took a sip with you, Master, and I took one bite after another, and drank from bowl to bowl.
As if drinking not bone broth, but a glass of wine.
[Congratulations to the host for getting 88 filial piety points!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining 68 filial piety points!]
[Congratulations to the host for getting 38 filial piety points!]
[Congratulations…]
It was originally a scene where you are in love with me, but Shizun was addicted to drinking it, and finally it turned into a scene of Wu Song swallowing the sea at Jingyang Gang.
“Good soup!”
Her head was dizzy and dizzy, letting the sea of qi churned, her blood spurting, and sweat beads the size of a bean all over her body.
At the end of the drink, he was in a daze, leaning on Xiao Ran's shoulders limply and weakly, soft and waxy, and at the mercy of others.
The filial piety value has soared to more than 1,000!
Xiao Ran himself didn't react much.
Most of the spiritual power gathered into the sea of qi, forming a vortex of air.
It's just that the amount is not enough, it may be empty after a few uses, and it needs continuous supply of medicinal herbs and white soup.
On the contrary, Master's warm and soft body leaned against his side, which made him a little uncontrollable. If he hadn't worried about being shot into the sky by the sword energy, he would have contributed to the degenerate human beings!
Shizun hasn't completely fallen asleep yet, and said in a daze:
"No wonder you said that you want to hunt dragons and ride dragons. The soup made from a piece of keel is stronger than the strongest wine I have ever drunk. If there are dragons in this world, you must catch them, even if you can't make wine, You can also drink wine…”
Dragon wine is ok.
Xiao Ran suddenly asked:
"Doesn't Shizun have a dragon tooth?"
Do I have a dragon tooth
Oh, I remembered, the mortgage sold more than 300,000 spirit stones, and they lost all of them in a few games.
Ling Zhouyue did not explain the whereabouts of Long Ya, but asked:
"Don't you feel sick, Longya?"
Xiao Ran:
"So Shizun took the dragon tooth and sold it?"
"… "
Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly, pretending to be drunk.
"This golden soup tastes really good, but unfortunately it's too little to drink."
Xiao Ran said:
"Disciple still has white soup, the amount is enough, Master want to drink some?"
"Do you want to die!"
Ling Zhouyue sat up instinctively, only then did she realize that she was inexplicably misunderstood under the influence of Tonic.
So he leaned softly on Xiao Ran's shoulder again, and said unexpectedly:
"White soup is also fine."
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Chapter 185 The King of Talking: Wuhu is taking off quickly.