Pan Shishu didn't care whether Ye Xiaochuan's smile was gentle or evil.
She is only interested in the food in front of her.
Because Pan Shishu said that his smile was evil, Ye Xiaochuan did not dare to be self-indulgent anymore.
He sat by the campfire and watched Pan Shishu wolfing down the food across from him.
I couldn't help but said: "Miss Shu, although the food I made is very popular with you, which makes me very happy, I still want to ask you, are you reincarnated as a starving ghost?"
Ye Xiaochuan was petty. Just now Pan Shishu said that his smile was lewd, and he immediately retorted and said that Pan Shishu was a starving ghost.
Pan Shi was eating comfortably and said, "I'm very hungry, and the food you cook is delicious. Is there any problem?"
Ye Xiaochuan was suffocated and said: "Your cultivation level should be between the peak of immortality and Xumi. Even if a monk at this level cannot live without food forever, there is still no problem if he does not eat or drink for a year and a half."
Pan Shishu had already taken care of the second rabbit and wiped the oil stain on his mouth with his sleeve.
Said: "It seems that you still don't know much about our Pangu Clan."
Ye Xiaochuan asked: "What do you mean?"
Panshi said happily: "God is fair and gave our people a strong bloodline, but it also took away some of our things.
For you human cultivators, as long as you reach the realm of Yukong, you can live without valleys. The higher your cultivation level, the longer the time for living without valleys.
A strong person in the human Sumeru realm will not die even if he does not eat or drink for thirty to fifty years.
But we, the Pangu Clan, are different. No matter how high our cultivation level is, we have to eat.
Ordinary mortals will starve to death if they don't drink water or eat for six or seven days.
We, the Pangu Clan, have about the same time.
If we don't eat or drink for a few days, we will also starve to death."
In the cold wind, Ye was making noises in silence.
He never expected that the Pangu tribe had strong bodies and bloodlines, but they needed three meals a day just like ordinary mortals! Ye Xiaochuan thought this was news, and Li Ziye, who observed every move here through the Haotian Mirror,
The corners of his mouth slowly raised.
This is not ordinary news, but the weakness of the Pangu God Clan.
As long as there is a weakness, there is a way to deal with it.
Li Ziye touched his chin and murmured: "It turns out that the bloodline of the Pangu clan has this shortcoming. If a powerful magic circle is deployed to trap all the Pangu clan members inside, within ten days and a half, the Pangu clan will be destroyed.
Let’s go extinct.”
In the Haotian Mirror, Ye Xiaochuan rolled up his sleeves and patted his arms.
Soon, the same creation pattern as Pan Shishu's appeared on Ye Xiaochuan's arm.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Miss Shu, I also have Pangu lines on my body, but my food intake has not increased. When in retreat, it is normal to be without water for three to five months. It is not like you Pangu people who have to eat every day."
Pan Shishu hugged the casserole and finished the last mouthful of millet porridge.
Then he said: "I heard that during the last Dragon Gate fight, you activated the five-color sacred stone. This ancient pattern was probably formed slowly after you refined the five-color sacred stone.
The Pangu pattern on your body is epigenetic and different from the blood inheritance of our Pangu clan.
The physiques are naturally different.”
Ye Xiaochuan was shocked and said: "What did you say?
I have Pangu marks on my body, but I can’t change into a physique like you Pangu people?”
Panshi said happily: "Someone told you that you can become the physique of the Pangu God Clan?"
Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt very weak.
A moment ago, I was still imagining that after the creation patterns on my body were all over my body, I would have a body as powerful as Pan Shishu.
It was only half a cup of tea before my beautiful fantasy was shattered again.
Ye Tianci jumped out again and comforted: "It won't change if it doesn't change. If it does, you will have to eat every day, which will be a lot of trouble."
Ye Tianci said both good and bad things, and Ye Xiaochuan was unable to refute.
Over the years, he has long been accustomed to the effect of fasting brought about by his cultivation. If he were really allowed to eat three meals on time every day like a mortal, he would really not be used to it.
This is the constant law of the universe.
If something is given to you, something must be taken away from you.
This is the so-called return to oneness and return to nature.
No one can obtain the special ability to break this plane of the universe without any reason.
If you want it, you have to pay the price.
After Ye Xiaochuan's heroic rescue of the beauty and the sumptuous late-night snack, the wariness between the two was successfully resolved.
Pan Shishu touched his belly and said: "You are seventy percent full, so let's make do with it for now. Mr. Ye, I hope you can still cook me a meal for breakfast in two hours."
Ye Xiaochuan was a little strange and said, "Is my food really so delicious?"
Pan Shu said: "It's quite delicious. Of course, the most important thing is that I like to eat human food, especially this pot of rice porridge. It is simply delicious. I like it very much."
Perhaps out of the chef's curiosity, Ye Xiaochuan became interested.
Said: "Millet porridge?
Delicious food in the world?
Don’t you have rice porridge to drink?”
Pan Shu looked at Ye Xiaochuan like a fool and said: "The Sea of Forgetfulness is deep underground. Do you know what deep underground is?"
We don’t have any of the steamed buns, rice, rabbits, beef, fruits and vegetables that you people in the world can eat every day.
Most of our food sources are aquatic monsters from the Sea of Forgetfulness."
When Ye Xiaochuan heard this, he cursed himself as an idiot.
The underground world is full of sea water and there is no sunlight. It is impossible to grow rice and wheat. The Pangu people have no purchasing department and never purchase food from the human world. Naturally, they cannot eat the most common food in the human world.
It is not surprising that Pan Thi Shu can regard the millet porridge that ordinary people will eat tomorrow morning as a delicacy in the world.
Suddenly, Ye Xiaochuan felt some sympathy for the Pangu tribe in his heart.
However, he also knows that poor people must be hateful.
The sins committed by the Pangu tribe in the world cannot be made up for by being exiled for millions of years and eating water tribe sea monsters every day.
Millions of years are a long time in the human world.
Taking twenty years as one generation, one million years is enough for the human world to reproduce for 50,000 generations.
But the Pangu clan is different. They practice Taishang Wangqingjue and have a long life.
For them, a million means only a few dozen or even a dozen generations at most.
Ye Xiaochuan believes that the oldest person in the Pangu tribe today may be two to three hundred thousand years old.
Ye Xiaochuan stopped thinking about these problems and asked: "Miss Shu, can I ask you why you must get your grandfather's soul in Huangquan Biluo?
If you can give me a good reason, I may give this flute to you."
Ye Tianci shouted: "Let me tell you, this guy's old habit has happened again. I'm warning you, the Huangquan Biluoxiao is of great use to you, you can't give it to her!"
Ye Xiaochuan ignored Ye Tianci's shouting and just looked at Pan Shishu.
