After eating the red-spotted tiger meat and the black-horned ewe meat, Zhijianfeng had not tasted the delicious taste of the large spirit beast for several days.
Usually, I also order wild black-bone chicken, hare, and fish for crucian carp and freshwater abalone. Although the taste is good, it is not enough to eat more meat and less meat.
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Filial piety is very important, but Xiao Ran is also a man, so he cannot be a vegetarian all the time.
This Dao League hunting falcon weighs more than 500 kilograms, enough to hold the sword peak for several days!
In order to cook it in a neat pot, Xiao Ran went to Zhujian Peak specially.
Master Tuo Gao helped him build a huge pot with a width of 10 feet. He carried it all the way back, feeling that he was to blame in the end of the law, and he felt very guilty.
It was only when I returned to Zhijian Peak and put down the pot that I felt more relaxed.
It can be seen that people can't just take the blame.
Night falls.
The bonfire on Jianping swayed, accompanied by the stars, emitting an intoxicating soft light.
The evening wind blew slowly, causing bursts of pine sounds, accompanied by the gurgling streams and rustling insects, playing a pastoral evening song.
A large iron pot with a width of more than 10 feet was placed on a bamboo platform three feet high.
Ling Zhouyue was in charge of the stew this time.
The high-pressure space stewing method is an extremely high-level cooking technique. It compresses space, air pressure and spiritual pressure to the limit through a strong seal. It can be understood as…
pressure cooker.
Xiao Ran's full-level cooking skills provide the perfect stewing principle, but it is limited to low cultivation and can only be stewed by the master himself.
Ling Zhouyue was full of interest.
While staring at the fire, she controlled the strength of the space seal.
The cyan wine bamboo tube is clamped in the collar, and every now and then, I lower my head and take a sip.
That beautiful and heroic face was reddish by the flickering firelight, and the blue silk on the temples was lifted up by the mountain wind, unexpectedly showing a softness.
Only the action of bowing her head and drinking, like a crow throwing a stone, exposed her innocent nature.
Chu Yan is in charge of watching the fire, and by using the sewing needle sword technique, she can control the firepower, fire shape and fire spirit with extreme precision.
The soup was half boiled, and the rich falcon incense filled the air, covering the entire Zhijian Peak in a blink of an eye, quickly spreading to the mountains.
Ling Zhouyue nodded.
"It's the taste of the Dao League."
…
Three thousand miles to the east of Zongzhi Mountain, in the wild land on the edge of Huo Burning Country, there is a high mountain that once towered into the sky, but was cut off by a sword, and a small fairy city was built on the cross section—
East Floating City.
As the resident of the Dao League, Dongfu City is only ten miles in diameter, with star-studded buildings and vertical and horizontal streets. As a fairy city, it can be considered complete.
The Dao League controls the entire True Spirit Continent by relying on hundreds of similar immortal cities.
However, Dongfu City is close to Zongzhi Mountain, one of the five rogues, and has weak control over the surrounding area.
city center.
A pentagonal tower towered into the sky, like a giant sword.
It is the administrative yalou where the Dao League is stationed, Xingtian Pavilion.
On the top of the pavilion, there is a blue light formation with five swords facing each other and slowly rotating.
This is a teleportation array that can go directly to the headquarters of the Dao League. The cost is extremely high, and it will not be easily activated if there is no urgent matter.
The top floor is the Tianji Court, and the second top floor is the living room.
The third top floor is where the chief executive of Dongfu lives and works.
The study room, before the long case.
A tall and burly middle-aged man wearing an indigo cloud robe, with handsome features like carvings, sat upright in front of a long desk, tasting the black snake soup.
His beard is as short as thorns, and his waist is equipped with a seven-foot long sword, half a foot wide. He is powerful and powerful, and his body is full of strong hormones.
It's a pity that she has a pair of panda eyes, drooping eyelids and heavy bags under the eyes, giving people a feeling of being overly bathed and unable to get up again.
There are two plates in front of the long table, a plate of snake soup, and a plate of scorched snake meat, cut into slender pieces.
On his chest was a tall black sand pot filled with bright red spirit berries, almost overflowing.
He took a sip of wolfberry and then ate snake meat, with a kind of complex emotion intertwined with melancholy and hatred in his eyes.
After eating and drinking, he lifted his heavy eyelids and looked at the door.
"come in."
"Yes."
Blackstone pushed the door open.
Sitting in front of the long case is the newly appointed Deacon Dongfu, Li Wuxie, who was once famous in the Dao League, but suddenly fell silent for 800 years.
Li Wuxie could see at a glance that Heishi felt ashamed.
"Say, what's wrong?"
Blackstone told the truth.
"My subordinates just went to Zongzhi Mountain, and I attended the Chengjian Conference for half a month after seeing the entry. Xiao Ran, the direct disciple of Ling Zhouyue's sword peak."
"Ling Zhouyue..."
Hearing this name, Li Wuxie raised his head to recall, his thick eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
"Is this troublesome woman originally in Zongzhishan?"
Blackstone is ashamed, how obscure your news is!
"Elder Lingzhou has been coming to Zongzhi Mountain for more than five hundred years."
"yes?"
"Just ten days ago, Elder Lingzhou also destroyed an underground casino in Dongfu City and scraped away all the spirit stones. Because that casino is indeed illegal, we can't hold her accountable."
Li Wu Xie held the black sand pot in both hands, his drooping eyebrows became more and more stagnant.
"Three days later, the Chengjian Conference... Am I going to participate in such a troublesome thing as soon as I come? Isn't Dongfu City too quiet? Is it the local custom of silence in Dongfu?"
Blackstone shook his head.
"No, it was Zong Zhishan who deliberately blocked the news, and only sent a secret letter to Xing Tiange a few days ago to inform him of the matter. It was just that the chief executive never read the letter, so his subordinates made up their own minds and went to inquire about it."
Li Wuxie half raised his drooping eyelids.
"Bring the wine I gave you?"
Hei Shi suddenly became nervous.
"That jar of wine... the subordinate gave it to Xiao Ran."
Xiao Ran
Isn't it for Ling Zhouyue
Li Wuxie was too lazy to ask more.
"The wine was given to you, it's yours, you can give it to anyone, why are you so panic?"
Hei Shi gritted his teeth, biting his head and said:
"In addition to wine, Dao League's falcon... was also given away."
Li Wuxie was stunned.
"what?"
Blackstone then recounted his experiences at Sword Execution Peak.
From the beginning to the end, Li Wuxie kept his eyelids drooping, and there was no surprise. In the end, he only sighed:
"Looking at your slick appearance, I thought you were a ghost, but I didn't expect you to be a loyal general of the Dao Alliance. It is also a blessing for Li to have you help me in Dongfu City."
Hei Shi hurriedly bent over to bow, and after some courtesies, suddenly asked:
"You don't care about Xiao Ran at all?"
Li Wuxie got up with the pot in his hand and stood in front of the window, his figure was like a broad sword, with drooping dark circles under his eyes, staring at the strange East Floating City outside the window.
"Prepare a sword burial for the dead falcon."
From beginning to end, Xiao Ran was not mentioned once.
…
Hold Jianfeng, Jianping.
The soup steamed and the bone fragrance overflowed.
Chu Yanju's small mouth was white, forcibly suppressing the urge to step up Dantian, her face flushed red.
In the era of the end of the law, this kind of step-up that was forcibly lifted by delicious food was not stable and could not be easily shaken.
"What is the origin of this Li Wuxie, even the master knows him?"
Contrary to Chu Yan's movements, Ling Zhouyue seemed to be calm, but she ate and drank extremely fast.
"He is a senior from the academy, who reached the state of integration very early. He was one of the sword-wielders of the Dao League. Later, for some unknown reason, his cultivation fell sharply, and he was abolished as a sword-wielder. Down to walk."
Xiao Ran eats the falcon and drinks the soup, just to taste the flavor, at most it grows fat, and the spiritual root of the five elements does not move at all.
"Is it strong?"
Ling Zhouyue said:
"My kendo teacher once said this about Li Wuxie - he is the pinnacle of academic kendo, even the teacher has to ask him for advice, if I don't use the tidal swordsmanship, the basic swordsmanship is not as good as his, I heard that he does things in a strict manner, it is difficult accommodating."
This is trouble!
Xiao Ran thought to himself, this broken eagle and falcon, if you don't implement a good idea, you want to drill into a hot pot. Is it because you usually do your best, work too tired, and take the opportunity to commit suicide
Thinking of this, Xiao Ran suddenly felt ashamed.
His dignified sword-wielder is actually a conscientious Taoist hunting falcon!
Just when I was ashamed, I bit the loin of the shoulder blade.
"It smells good."