Outside the small town, Ye Yuan followed his master step by step. His face was calm, but he was brainstorming in his head.
Is that baby Xu Xuan?
Or Xu Xian?
Are you the reckless hero now?
If it doesn't look like it, then it could be the past life of the reckless hero, or even several previous lives.
In the end, Ye Yuan gave up after thinking hard to no avail.
After all, with such a young child, everything is still early.
There is no use in thinking too much.
In the days that followed, the three masters and apprentices did not take on any more work.
It's not that Daoyue was shocked or frightened.
But because... the money has been spent enough.
Probably the ghost mother's methods were too powerful, which caused a huge psychological shadow to Bai Yuexuan who was watching the battle. Therefore, he was very generous when giving money, directly offering property worth one hundred guan, and guangxi... was one thousand guan.
A copper coin.
Although the price of goods in Datang at this time, especially the price of grain, remained high. It cost more than 300 yuan to buy a bucket of rice, which weighed about 12 kilograms.
In other words, these belongings can be exchanged for nearly 3,600 kilograms of rice.
Although it was not much, it was enough for the three masters and disciples to eat back to Chang'an.
As for the half-Buddha and half-ghost girl, she doesn't eat, she only eats incense and...mana.
Ye Yuan's magic power.
She initially fell in love with Ye Yuan's unique aura, and that's why she became close to Ye Yuan.
To put it simply, she is greedy for Ye Yuan's body.
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Ten days later, in the evening, it rained heavily. Three people and one ghost took shelter in a earth temple.
The sound of dripping rain wiped out all the noise between heaven and earth. Although it was noisy, it made people feel peaceful.
Ye Yuan casually tore down some wood and lit a bonfire.
(Land: Where is my altar table?)
Ye Yuan is not doing it for himself. He has magic power and will not feel cold at all.
But the little monk Dialectics can't do it. Although he has gone through more than ten days of physical training, he is still a mortal body and cannot bear the cold.
When the bonfire was raised, the young monk Dialectical immediately took off his soaked monk's robes and went to the fire with a grateful expression on his face.
"Junior brother, thank you."
"Between brothers, there is no need to say thank you."
The young monk Dialectics was very moved, and Dao Yue also nodded lightly, agreeing with this statement.
But the next moment, Ye Yuan revealed his true colors and urged him again and again.
"Master, get the rice out quickly, it's time to make dinner."
Dao Yue's face froze, he threw a bag of rice to Ye Yuan angrily, and said angrily.
"You brat, you know how to eat and eat all day long."
Ye Yuan looked unconcerned, minding his own business washing rice and cooking, and said loudly.
"Eating is the most important thing in life, and it is absolutely indispensable, right, senior brother?"
"Well…"
The little dialectical monk touched his empty stomach. He was also hungry. He wanted to answer yes, but looking at the dark face of the master, he did not dare to answer.
Daoyue snorted lightly but didn't say anything after all.
After all, for ordinary people, eating is indeed the most important thing in life, which is irrefutable.
The cooking speed was still very fast. In about half an hour, the rich fragrance filled the entire small temple, even rushed into the rain curtain, and spread far, far away.
After the meal was ready, it was Ye Yuan's daily routine of cooking rice with sour and refreshing pickles. It was a joy to eat.
That's right, Ye Yuan still misses the days when the Qiankun Cauldron was around because he could eat meat.
Another half hour later, Ye Yuan swept away twelve kilograms of rice by himself.
Seeing this inhuman appetite, Dao Yue touched his money bag with great distress.
He didn't even know if they could hold on to Chang'an if they continued?
This is not an issue that Ye Yuan has to consider.
Along the way, cooking and washing dishes were Ye Yuan's jobs. Who made him eat the most?
After putting away the kitchen utensils, Ye Yuan glanced at the girl sitting on his right shoulder with her big longing eyes, then he looked at the master and said.
"Master, where is the incense?"
Nannan, the four-legged gold-eating beast is another bottomless pit!
Thinking of this, Daoyue's face turned even darker, but thinking of the ghost mother he couldn't afford to offend, he had to swallow his anger and took out a stick of incense with great pain.
Ye Yuan rubbed his fingers, the incense stick was ignited, the incense path reappeared, and then all of it was inhaled by Nannan.
After eating it for the past few days, Nannan was no longer as anxious as she was the first time and ate it all at once.
She understood that good things should be chewed slowly, tasted carefully, and savored slowly.
The incense stick burned slowly, and Ye Yuan was ready to practice.
Dao Yue touched his pocket, his expression changed, and he ordered Ye Yuan.
"This fragrance... use it sparingly, there isn't much left!"
"Master, can't you make it now?"
"No, the materials need to be worshiped in the temple for a period of time before they can be made."
Such trouble!
Is it because of the power of incense?
Ye Yuan was thoughtful, looked at the little girl with a happy face, and asked helplessly.
"How many are left?"
"Only ten left."
In other words, we can only hold on for ten days, Ye Yuan asked again.
“Can I ask for some from the temples along the way?”
"Alas, they don't have enough for themselves, so they won't have any surplus for us."
Well, Ye Yuan has no choice.
Daoyue ordered.
"Let's do this, give her one every few days, and use magic power to support it the rest of the time."
Ye Yuan: "..."
It is not impossible to use magic power, and the effect is better than using incense.
However, this method is very unfriendly to Ye Yuan.
Although Nannan is young, her appetite is as big as that of Ye Yuan.
After one stick of incense every day, eighty or ninety percent of Ye Yuan's mana must be added to feed her.
Next, if you only use mana, feeding once a day is not enough.
This is a determined decision to squeeze Ye Yuan dry.
Thinking of the tragic life that would follow, Ye Yuan shuddered and turned pale.
Dao Yue was helpless and just patted Ye Yuan's shoulder and encouraged him.
"Disciple, I believe in you."
Don't say goodbye.
Ye Yuan didn't believe himself.
However, Dao Yue remained "unyielding" and continued to encourage Dao.
"Good disciple, you are extremely talented and your cultivation speed is extremely fast. I believe that you will be able to do it."
"No, Master, my little girl's food intake has increased faster than my cultivation speed."
"Uh, it's okay. Master, I believe you can do it."
After Dao Yue finished speaking, he went to practice on his own.
Ye Yuan was completely speechless. He subconsciously glanced at the little monk Dialectics, only to see that the little monk also closed his eyes in a serious manner, seemingly also practicing.
Ye Yuan was angry.
What is this little bald guy pretending to be? He can’t even recognize the characters, so he’s just practicing.
No one paid attention to Ye Yuan, so Ye Yuan had no choice but to appoint someone to start practicing.
Although there was some element of joking in what Daoyue said just now, it was not entirely true.
Ye Yuan's cultivation talent is indeed impressive. It only took ten days for him to leap from an ordinary person to a first-level senior practitioner.
Well, it's probably equivalent to a soul king of more than fifty levels in Douluo Continent.
Moreover, not only has his cultivation speed not slowed down, but it is also accelerating.
As for why this happened, Ye Yuan also found the reason.