Zhang Lianxing said disdainfully: "That's not true. It seems that Gaiyang Holy Land is quite poor and treats Lingmi Soup as a treasure."
Their voices are not loud.
The disciples of Gaiyang Holy Land were not far apart, so they could naturally hear it clearly.
"You bastards, who are you calling poor? Is Gaiyang Holy Land not a hundred times richer than your Nebula Sect Holy Land?" A man with a scar on his face looked over fiercely.
Xia Qingchen was too lazy to waste words with them.
"You beat your own." Xia Qingchen said calmly. Seeing that the rice was finally cooked, he lifted the lid of the pot.
Suddenly, a huge milky white mist rushed out, accompanied by a shocking aroma.
During the confrontation, the members of Yuan and Xiaoxiao were all attracted by the amazing vision.
"What is it? It smells so good!"
"What a rich spiritual energy!"
Both sides looked at each other and saw four snow-white oval fruits lying in the steamer of a small stove.
A trace of spiritual light appeared on the surface of the fruit.
At first glance, it doesn't look like food at all, but is carved from white jade.
"Emperor-level premium spiritual rice, Dragon Heart Rice?" Fan Tianchang was shocked.
Although rouge rice is precious, it has attracted the attention of all forces in Tianyueling.
But compared with Longxinmi, which has been extinct for a long time, it is not worth mentioning at all.
Just like silver and sky moon coins.
Both are money, but they are not on the same level at all.
As soon as this statement came out, both sides were shocked.
"I heard that if you eat one of the emperor's high-quality spiritual rice from a small star level, you can break through to a level right on the spot!"
"Why did I hear that eating one can change your physique?"
Everyone had different guesses, but their eyes were fixed on the four dragon heart rice, and they could no longer move their eyes away.
Xia Qingchen took it out and gave one to White Lotus Saint, Yue Mingzhu and Zhang Lianxing.
The four of them started eating immediately.
After biting open, a richer aroma of spiritual energy emanates from the dragon heart rice.
Even if you take a sip from a distance, you can feel the restlessness of the star spring.
Wunxiao and Yuan seemed to have forgotten the confrontation between the two sides, and looked at the four people eating dragon heart rice.
At this time.
A dog, with eyes half asleep and half awake, walked to the steamer in a daze, following the aroma.
"Is it steamed?" Qiuqiu yawned lazily, and the dog's paws reached into the steamer to touch it.
But he came up empty-handed.
It opened its dog eyes and took a closer look, only to find that the steamer was empty.
"Where's the spiritual rice? Why is it gone?" Qiuqiu's eyes widened.
After searching carefully, I found that it was not there.
It cast an aggrieved look at Xia Qingchen: "Master Chen, where is mine?"
Everyone else has it, so why is it the only one that doesn’t?
Xia Qingchen pointed to the remaining spiritual rice soup left in a vat of cooked spiritual rice under the steamer.
The spiritual rice soup is milky white and extremely viscous, and the spiritual energy it emits is quite rich.
It is most suitable for monsters like Qiu Qiu.
"Those are all yours." Xia Qingchen said.
Qiuqiu pointed at the spiritual rice soup, then pointed at himself, and said in disbelief: "Master Chen, you want me to drink spiritual rice soup?"
"Yes!" Xia Qingchen said.
Suddenly.
Make sure you heard correctly.
Qiuqiu lay on the ground aggrievedly, his fat body rolling all over the ground: "I don't want to drink spiritual rice soup, I want to eat spiritual rice, eat spiritual rice!"
Zhang Lianxing covered his mouth and smiled: "Damn dog, haven't you seen Gaiyang Holy Land treat Lingmi Soup as a treasure? You can see that this is a good thing!"
Qiuqiu glared at her with bared teeth: "Lingmi soup, is that something dogs can eat?"
With its face full of tears, it rolled to Xia Qingchen's feet and cried loudly: "Master Chen, I followed you all over the world, how could you abuse me and make me drink spiritual rice soup?"
Seeing its pitiful look, Xia Qingchen threw a piece of raw dragon heart rice to it.
"Okay, go steam it yourself!"
Qiuqiu turned over nimbly, grabbed the rice in the dog's mouth and immediately caught it.
The dog eyes that were full of grievance just now were immediately replaced by cunning, and he smiled and said: "I know that Master Chen loves me."
Then, humming a tune happily, he went to the corner and started steaming rice to eat.
Zhang Lianxing said dissatisfied: "You damn dog, you are getting more and more naughty. You don't even drink the spiritual rice soup."
She glanced at the remaining spiritual rice soup and asked, "Xia Lang, what should I do with these spiritual rice soup?"
Xia Qingchen asked back: "Do you want to drink?"
Qiuqiu looked disgusted: "It's the leftovers that even dogs despise. I'm a good person, why should I drink it?"
"Isn't that what it is? It's fallen down." Xia Qingchen said.
Zhang Lianxing immediately picked up the spiritual rice soup and prepared to pour it out.
But Yue Mingzhu suddenly called out: "Wait a minute."
She faced the direction of Dusk and said: "It seems that people in Dusk like spiritual rice soup very much. Give it to them. Why waste it?"
A faint smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.
right!
Zhang Lianxing asked from afar: "Hey, in Gaiyang Holy Land over there, we have some extra leftovers... Oh, we have some extra spiritual rice soup, do you want it?"
Hearing this, the faces of everyone in Gaiyang Holy Land turned green.
Spirit rice soup, that’s something no dog wants to drink!
The scarred man said fiercely: "Are you insulting us?"
Zhang Lianxing rolled his eyes: "I mean, you guys, didn't you have a great time drinking the spiritual rice soup just now? You seem to think of it as a treasure."
"How come I gave you a baby and then said I insulted you?"
"It's really baffling! Forget it, my aunt won't serve you anymore!"
As he spoke, he poured out all the spiritual rice soup angrily.
At dusk, everyone's faces turned green and red.
Clearly humiliated, but unable to refute.
Ouyang Zhen stared at Fan Tianchang, who was turning blue, stood with his arms folded and said: "Brother Fan, although our Nebula Sect Holy Land is poor, please don't give us those spiritual rice soups that even dogs despise as treasures."
"If you think the spiritual rice soup tastes good, that's your business, but in our Nebula Sect Holy Land, to be honest, it's something that even dogs despise!"
Fan Tianchang clenched his fists and his face turned red.
He stared at Ouyang Zhen fiercely, and no longer had the shame to start an argument.
Otherwise, if word spreads, their Gaiyang Holy Land will be discredited.
"Let's go!" Fan Tianchang said with a gloomy face, leading everyone back to their birds.
They immediately entered their respective houses and did not show their faces again.
The members of Yuan Yifang couldn't help laughing.
"Let those guys show off!"
"Doesn't it feel good to be slapped in the face? Haha"
"What a damn relief!"
They all looked at the person in Tingxue Tower in unison.
The ability to retain the dignity of the Nebula Sect's Holy Land this time depends entirely on Tingxue Tower.
Even Ouyang Zhen's eyes softened a lot.
They fight internally, but they are united externally.
Today is indeed thanks to Tingxuelou.
However, Xia Qingchen and the others finished eating the spiritual rice and went inside to rest.
In the house.
"Brother Qingchen, as far as I know, there will be a formal competition between our two Holy Lands on Demon-Suppressing Island."
"Today you have offended the other party so severely, they will definitely take the opportunity to retaliate against you."
Xia Qingchen looked indifferent: "The soldiers are coming to cover up the water and earth."