Chapter 64: Twelve layers of fish soup in one mouthful
"Zidaoshan Fu's words are very credible if you listen to them in reverse!
The children of the Fu family want to plot against us, but I don’t want to think about it. I came from a casual cultivator and have never experienced any tricks!"
The gray-bearded old man snorted coldly and said with disdain.
"Otherwise, there are other monks in the Fu family at Shenbingmen, so why would they come to us specifically?
Fu Xiaozi said that there were fights between different branches of the family, and he didn't want other people in the family to know about these secret scandals.
I can’t say it’s all false, but it’s certainly not the key!”
"Then why don't we take action this time?"
The black-faced man's face changed slightly, and he said with great reluctance.
One's own family knows one's own affairs.
Although his spiritual qualifications are good, he does not come from a sect or family.
Being able to reach the thirteenth level of Qi training at about the same age as Fu Yang, he would have to do something similar to this time of killing people and grabbing treasures to make a fortune.
My cultivation level has improved, but my body inevitably still has many hidden dangers of hidden injuries.
With just one Foundation Building Pill, I can’t say that I can achieve a steady breakthrough.
Xie Duanyang is really unwilling to let such a fragrant bait hang in front of his eyes.
"Do it, why not do it!
Fu Yang doesn't know that your father and I have a life-long friendship, and you used someone else's identity and connections to join the sect. On the surface, it seems that you and I have nothing to do with each other.
This is our biggest advantage!"
Unexpectedly, the old man named Cai made up his mind as soon as he stroked his black beard.
"Even if he has other thoughts, he should mainly be thinking about winning over you and me, and cultivating his own network of people, so that he won't just kill the donkey this time.
Before I leave, I will leave some secret transmission notes to some of my classmates.
If there is an accident and he does not come back in time, we will directly trigger him and expose him.
If you think about it, with this threat, everything is truly foolproof."
After listening to this uncle's idea, the black-faced man felt completely relieved.
Although he guessed that someone might be unfavorable to him, he never expected that Fu Yang could win over such a large lineup of Xie Duanyang in such a short period of time.
Leaving Fangshi, he flew hundreds of miles in a row.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Xie Duanyang slowly fell down the barren mountain and recovered less than half of the spiritual power he had consumed.
For Qi-training monks, flying with a royal weapon is indeed a bit beyond their capabilities.
Any time you refine a weapon, even if it takes a few days at least, it will be a big test for your spiritual consciousness, magic power, and physical body.
The magic power gained through "Metal Gold Technique" is relatively stronger than that of monks of the same level.
But even so, he was also a little tired.
After sitting quietly for an hour, feeling that his spiritual power was restored, Xie Duanyang finally stopped.
I randomly caught dozens of big fish using magic in a deep pool, scraped the scales, disemboweled them, gutted them, and removed their gills.
Use the spiritual plant seasoning with a touch of spiritual energy to remove the fishy smell and increase the flavor, and even use a small pot of high-grade spiritual wine as a luxury.
Braised, steamed, fried, and added with fish soup, it turned out to be a small whole fish feast.
I stayed in Shenbing Valley for three years, and spent the whole day just taking elixirs and refining them, and eating some nourishing spiritual meals made from the spiritual rice from the spiritual valley.
It’s been a long time since I’ve simply enjoyed this kind of delicious food made with ordinary ingredients.
There are specialties in the art industry, and Xie Duanyang's craftsmanship is definitely not as good as that of the master chefs in Fangshi Restaurant.
But if the ingredients are used well and the technique is clean enough, it will definitely not taste bad.
And because it was made by myself after working for more than an hour, it gives me an extra sense of satisfaction when I eat it.
With his legs spread wide, Ji sat on the ground, leaning against a big tree that had grown for an unknown number of years beside the Tan.
Xie Duanyang breathed in the fresh and cold mountain air and looked up at the stars and moon in the sky.
Alone in this desolate and remote valley where wolves howled from time to time, Xie Duanyang's state of mind was as peaceful and peaceful as he had never been before since he came to this world.
I lazily picked up pieces of fried fish, drank a mouthful of fish soup that was so delicious and out of this world, and then drank a mouthful of Baihua honey wine.
There seemed to be a slight "plop" cracking sound in the body.
Xie Duanyang's hand movements froze, his face full of surprise.
It has been quite some time since he reached the peak of the eleventh level. In the past few months, although he was mainly focused on refining weapons.
But in fact, it is still absorbing bit by bit the power of the earth fire and the essence of the metal that escape during the refining process.
The mana has been accumulated to the point where the eleventh level of perfection can no longer be perfected.
The distance to the twelfth floor is just a thin layer of bottleneck, only half a step away.
But this piece of paper cannot be easily broken through.
Xie Duanyang originally planned to return to Shenbing Sect to meditate and practice hard after he "encountered" Han Li this time.
Unexpectedly, I didn’t take any pills, nor did I practice any luck.
I just ate a meal and drank a sip of soup, and my mind was clear and transparent, and I broke through to the twelfth level naturally.
And it couldn’t be more stable, so there is no need to specifically strengthen it to prevent it from falling back.
In fact, if you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade.
Even though I am grateful for Duanyang’s character, I feel a little bit dumbfounded.
However, after this change, he no longer had the mood to continue drinking alone.
After eating a few more bites, he felt a sense of fullness. Xie Duanyang stopped and released all the fire crows.
Although the fire crow likes to eat the fire spirit stone, its cultivation is not enough, so it still needs daily food.
The daily consumption of Linggu, Lingmi, and pig and sheep blood food is not a small amount.
I am grateful that Duanyang is wealthy and can afford to support him.
Otherwise, if you were to switch to other qi-training monks, you would probably be stretched thin and your own practice would be delayed.
They couldn't taste much delicious food. They just felt the faint spiritual energy contained in it, and flapped their wings excitedly.
The wind and clouds were still there, but it was cleaned up in just half a quarter of an hour, even the fish bones were not spared.
These fire crows were still not satisfied, after getting Xie Duanyang's consent.
After flying out again and causing harm to several full-blooded wolves, tigers and leopards, he returned to the spirit beast bag with satisfaction.
In the next midnight, nothing else happened.
When the first ray of morning light in the east came up, Xie Duanyang sacrificed Huoyunyi again and hurried on without stopping.
I no longer had the idea that if I had enough time, I could rush to Tianxing Zongfang City slowly.
In just twenty days, the journey that took several months to come was completed.
Of course, this is because Xie Duanyang spends most of his time flying in the air, so there is no need to take a detour.
Only when passing through a big city or near the residence of a cultivating family, the light will be lowered and the person will walk instead.
He certainly didn't know that his behavior would make Fu Yang and the others who would meet later become extremely angry.
"This kid is born in the year of rabbit, he can actually run so well.
If we hadn't accidentally heard two days ago that a monk similar to him had appeared near Yuanwu Jing.
I’m afraid I really thought I was following the wrong direction!”
The black-faced man cursed fiercely, and immediately a look of greed appeared on his face.
"But this shows that the other party does have a very high-quality flying escape weapon.