Not to mention the duck's butt, it's as cute as it is fluffy.
Chicken offal seemed to be the cleanest. Just when I raised my hand to order it, I suddenly saw a small shiny object on the top.
That, it seemed, seemed, probably a piece of broken glass.
I swallowed my saliva and said as if I was dead: "Soil, shredded potatoes, Chinese cabbage, lotus root."
The aunt's "clang-dang-dang-dang" operation was as fierce as a tiger's.
When I got to the dinner plate, I saw how little there was.
I was silent and sat next to the old man.
"Ha, this is how new disciples are. It will take a while to get used to it." The old man chewed the duck's butt and spat out a few duck feathers from time to time and said: "Dislike it? When you don't have enough strength to complete the task assigned by the chief of servants, what will happen?
Once the whip comes down, you will find the food extremely delicious."
"People are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will be hungry."
“If you don’t have enough to eat, how can you have the strength to work?”
He winked and said, "You have to learn to accept your status."
"For example, the meat of this duck must belong to the inner disciples. The claws and neck can be enjoyed by the outer disciples."
"When it's our turn, it would be nice to have duck butt. It's meaty and fat after all."
"Take one bite..."
Before the old man finished speaking, Zhou Laigui continued: "My mouth is full of hair."
"puff."
The old man grinned widely and coughed continuously.
Zhou Laigui picked up the Chinese cabbage on the dinner plate and exclaimed in surprise: "You didn't even cut it at all?"
I pointed at the potato shreds and said with a wry smile: "Isn't the skin here too?
The two looked at each other, really having no appetite.
Fortunately, the rice was okay, so I took a few bites of it.
Back at the dormitory, Zhou Laigui was worried about the Huoyan Pill. He squatted at the door and sighed, murmuring.
I laid out the new bedding and lay on the bed to take a nap.
Secretly, my mind slowly relaxed, spread bit by bit, and began to explore the surrounding road conditions and terrain.
With a cultivation level of seventeenth level of force, the range that the mind can extend is about 10,000 meters.
I didn't dare to let it out all at once, for fear of arousing the vigilance of the higher-ups in the Taoist sect.
The mind is different from the cultivation level, and people with sensitive sensors have a chance to detect it.
I don't care about the nine elders of the Taoist sect. Their cultivation level is far different from mine.
But the old guy Tai Xuzi, the headmaster, has recently stepped onto the fifteenth level of martial arts.
In addition, he is in charge of the Taoist sect and has the right time and place. Who knows if he has some mysterious means.
I have to guard against this.
So I tried very carefully, from 100 meters to 1,000 meters, and then to 2,000 meters.
Everything the mind perceives is as vivid as seeing it with one's own eyes.
Every flower, every grass, every tree, every stone, even a grasshopper moving in the grass, is all easily grasped by me and is clear to me.
The utility room is very large and located on the hillside of Daomen Mountain.
With my mind set three thousand meters away, I "came" to the square in front of the main peak hall.
At this point, I stopped.
Start to carefully sense the spiritual energy fluctuations around you.
Jiuyang's memory remains, and the place with the strongest spiritual power is most likely the hiding place of the earthly soul.
The Daomen main peak hall occupies the center of the entire mountain range. Logically speaking, this location is perfect.
By implicating Jiufeng, spiritual power can be continuously transported to facilitate the cultivation of his disciples.
But I sensed it for a long time, and my spiritual power fluctuated.
