Shen Qinglan took it and took out a portion of food from the storage bag and handed it to him, "This is a steamed pigeon with lotus leaves."

The Black Panther was kicked in the air again, this time it did not fall to the ground as steadily as before.

She stood there, watching its body turn into wisps of black mist floating towards the sky, and finally disappear.

It doesn't want to work hard.

Although the wound on the body is painful, this is the state of coexistence of pain and happiness.

"There are many people, and suddenly you will be hit by someone interrupting them."

Some of them also knew that Monk Wuzhi was a food practitioner, and the food he made was free of impurities and beast poison.

There are only a few words, but the meaning is very simple, and this is about to eat.

The only thing that is thankful is that her combat experience has been improving.

"Aowu, aowu."

Moreover, the food she makes is fragrant and delicious.

"Thank you for the donor."

I felt that Monk Wuzhi was at least in the Golden Elixir Stage and did not dare to blackmail his master Master Puyu's things. He was just black. The original two copies prepared by Shen Qinglan, Monk Wuzhi and Master Puyu each were one.

During these six days, the expressionless monk with golden relics came in with the instructions of Monk Wukong.

Kong Qing gave Shen Qinglan a Buddhist gift, took two packs of food and left.

A few people came back to their senses, but looked like they were defeated, and they thought they did not defeat the other party.

Just think of opening Erxian Pavilion to Amitabha Temple.

Fortunately, there is a storage bag, which is convenient to store.

First, I took out dozens of portions of food, and the most control amount of the fire was maximized.

Shen Qinglan:...

But it is said to be not delicious!

So after they found that the food they ate was rich in spiritual energy and did not contain impurities and beast poison, they automatically classified Shen Qinglan as a food and cultivation clan.

Bang!

Another long kick, Shen Qinglan hit the black panther in the jaw.

It's been six days, the daily spiritual attacks early in the morning, the daily combat attacks after nightfall, and the other time they keep absorbing spiritual energy to practice. These monks are afraid they will be crazy.

"Aowu." The little wolf was weak.

She held two packs of food in her hand, a steamed pigeon with lotus leaves and a grilled pork ribs with lotus leaves.

It glared at Shen Qinglan, and its eyes staring at Shen Qinglan were flying towards her with murderous intent.

"Woo." This time its voice was a little weak.

After falling to the ground, it rolled for several weeks before it stood up with some difficulty.

The white-faced monk took it and was about to turn around and leave, Shen Qinglan suddenly shouted, "Oh."

The painful howling was quite real.

All the people dared to eat a few bites and then refine the spiritual energy before eating it.

This is the technique practiced by the senior that Shen Qinglan saw during morning class every day.

It depends on itself here. If it can't hold on, it will come out naturally.

Unexpectedly, this guy only left a few for himself, and all of them were separated, and boasted to the little disciples, "I am the uncle, so I naturally want you to get the benefits. After eating this spiritual food,

Don’t forget to collect more animal meat, and I will definitely bring you more next time!"

The white-faced monk turned to look at her, and Shen Qinglan smiled embarrassedly, "Please trouble you, I don't know if the master wants to try this."

"Aowu, aowu." Don't worry, I will keep you well and harmonious.

This is already here, and she doesn't want to waste her time anymore.

She immediately stopped talking, and the four words "White-faced Monk" almost popped up.

He is strong and always better than her.

A kind of leg technique is not like a magical technique, but more like a martial art in the ordinary world.

The fat monk was stunned and immediately replied with a smile, "Don't worry, don't worry, no one will come over."

The place here is too small and there are many people and eyes. Even if she knows that these monks dare not have bad thoughts here, she is still a little worried.

Because of the rush, Shen Qinglan's speed was particularly fast.

She didn't care about it at first, until she used this leg technique in actual combat, with the blessing of spiritual power, the power was impressive.

But its figure had begun to sway, and Shen Qinglan did not intend to give the other party any chance to recover.

"Aowu, aowu." They dared not!

After saying that, the little wolf shook his body and turned into the largest form, covering Shen Qinglan and the surroundings cleanly.

It seemed abrupt, Shen Qinglan was a little embarrassed, and he was not squeezing his hands, nor was he stretching out.

The hammer flew out of his hands and hit the blue-eyed black panther's face!

"Aowu?" What's wrong?

"I'm going to break through." Shen Qinglan responded.

It's still that black panther, fast, ruthless and accurate.

I have to say that when the little wolf is needed, it is indeed a reliable guy.

Even though the black panther grabbed the ground with four legs, it was still knocked back several feet away, leaving four long marks on the ground.

Today's little wolf is so irritating that even Shen Qinglan has tempted food, she has not raised her interest.

Shen Qinglan took out two storage bags and handed them to the White-Floured Monk. There was a musical notes on each storage bag. "Please transfer this storage bag to me to fellow Wukong, please transfer this one to me

Fellow Taoist Wuzhi.”

In Shen Qinglan's courtyard, Monk Wukong was using the food made by Shen Qinglan to win people's hearts. He was originally a disciple in the Qi Refining Stage and had a much smaller need for spiritual energy.

"Congqing."

Shen Qinglan also knew that this Thousand Buddha Tomb was a double test of both spirit and body.

Some people took spiritual plants, some people took pills, and some people took corpses of high-level monsters. Shen Qinglan accepted them all.

"Fellow Taoist, I want to close the door. Please tell me and your fellow brothers, don't disturb me."

"Aowoo."

This environment?

The white-faced monk just spoke.

Monk Wukong stayed in the yard easily and did things very well, which was a win-win situation.

——

In the Thousand Buddha Tomb, Shen Qinglan was still carrying the blue-eyed black panther.

More than a dozen flame tongues were released at once, and several large pots were placed next to the Sanqi Shield, filled with food to be steamed.

"Ahem, the little monk is here to beg for alms."

The other monks agreed.

Generally speaking, if Shen Qinglan is practicing with her eyes closed, they will not go back to disturb her, but it is always good to say it in advance.

Shen Qinglan pushed out the dozens of portions of food, "After the spiritual energy of the food is dissipated, the fellow Taoists will take it themselves. Now these lotus leaves are still filled with rich spiritual energy, so don't move them easily."

"Thank you for the donor."
Chapter completed!