Among the lush green mountains, Qi Yuan was lying boredly on a large tree root protruding from the ground, tapping his legs and humming some tune in his mouth.
Although there was a battlefield more than twenty miles away from the mountain, where Chanjiao Jinxian, led by Taoist Ran Deng, was breaking through the Ten Jue Formation, and the fight was fierce, he had no idea of taking a peek.
He didn't even think about getting closer.
In the past, Qi Yuan could secretly come close to watch the battle and watch the two parties fighting endlessly.
Especially the fight between Nezha and others and the strangers from the Yin and Shang faction, he felt that it was quite enjoyable to watch, and he almost cheered for both sides from the bottom of his heart.
But now, first came Guangchengzi and others to teach Jinxian, and then came Taoist Randeng, an old guy who had lived for who knows how many thousands of years. Qi Yuan really didn't dare to get closer.
The old guy Ran Deng has lived too long, and even though his realm of Taoism has gradually been overtaken by some of the younger generations, he is still a powerful person whom he heard about in Zixiao Palace, and he has endless magical powers.
If Qi Yuan dares to get close, his whereabouts will be easily discovered.
Even if the Chanjiao side won't do anything to him, he has already decided to join the Chanjiao. If the disciples of the Chanjiao find him hiding nearby, it will be hard to explain, and he will face some trouble in the future.
So now he can only hide in the mountains and dare not go out.
Fortunately, after the Ten Jue Formation was set up, the murderous intent was so strong that even from dozens of miles away, he could still see the soaring evil energy reaching into the sky.
However, in the past few days, several auras have been lost in succession, and it is obvious that several large formations have been destroyed by the Chanjiao people, and a few unlucky ones have been sent to the list of gods.
Just when Qi Yuan was bored, He Ling'er emerged from the dense woods, holding two colorful golden pheasants in his arms.
"Master, do you think these two golden pheasants are particularly beautiful?"
The little girl showed off to Qi Yuan from a distance.
Qi Yuan turned around and saw these two golden pheasants with bright fur. He nodded and praised: "They are indeed beautiful."
He Ling'er laughed proudly. She felt that the most vivid feathers in the world were the feathers of birds, especially herself. She was most satisfied with her pure white feathers.
Qi Yuan saw He Ling'er put the two golden pheasants on the ground and then entered the tent. He didn't know what he was doing.
He was afraid that the two golden pheasants would run away, so he stood up quickly, picked up the two golden pheasants, weighed them, and nodded with satisfaction.
He glanced at Qi Yi. The little guy was seriously making a pot of fish soup, and the delicious smell wafted over from afar.
Qi Yuan sniffed his nose and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, this boy's cooking skills have improved very quickly and he is almost catching up with him.
Anyway, idle time is idle, so why not show your skills to avoid being underestimated by your apprentices.
He Ling'er was playing in the forest today and met two colorful golden pheasants that were scratched by bobcats. She saw that the two golden pheasants had gorgeous feathers, and they were both birds, so the little girl had a strong sense of justice and transformed into a messenger of justice.
I beat the lynx away and brought back the two golden pheasants to treat them.
After she rummaged around in the tent and finally found the wound medicine that Qi Yuan had thrown into the corner, she went out to take a look, but she couldn't find the two golden pheasants.
"Hey, where are the two golden pheasants I brought back?"
The little girl said doubtfully.
Qi Yuan was busy with his hands and pointed to the two roast chickens on the campfire shelf with his chin without raising his head: "Here, here they are."
"…………"
He Ling'er opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at Qi Yuan who was brushing the sauce on it. It took a long time for her to react.
"Master, you, you, you...you baked them?"
Qi Yuan greeted He Ling'er as if he was offering a treasure: "Come here and smell it, sir, my masterpiece. These two golden pheasants are fat and tender. After being cooked out, they are full of grease, charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Plus my special
The sauce, the taste, sizzling..."
As he spoke, he felt that his saliva was about to flow out, and he quickly took a sip.
Thanks to the existence of spiritual fire in his body, his control over the flames is now much stronger than before. Under his control over the temperature of the flames, the two roast chickens have been cooked thoroughly.
"But...but I plan to treat their injuries!"
He Ling'er puffed up her little face and looked at Qi Yuan aggrievedly.
"ah?"
Qi Yuan was dumbfounded when he looked at the medicine in He Ling'er's hand.
How did he know that the two golden pheasants this little girl caught were not for eating!
Seeing He Ling'er pouting her pink little mouth, looking like she was about to cry, Qi Yuan quickly pulled off a fragrant chicken leg and handed it to her mouth: "Try it and see if it tastes good?"
"I...uh uh"
He Ling'er was about to say I don't want to eat it, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Qi Yuan stuffed the chicken legs in.
Suddenly, the rich aroma of sauce mixed with the aroma of meat stimulated her taste buds, and she couldn't help but take a bite...
So delicious!
He Ling'er blew the hot air in her mouth while eating happily, and at the same time turned her back a little embarrassed.
After all, he was originally going to save these two golden pheasants, but now...
Humph, I’m the worst!
Qi Yuan chuckled, he was best at dealing with such greedy children.
Looking at the roasted chicken that was fragrant on the outside and tender on the inside, he couldn't help but whet his appetite. He raised his hand and pulled off another chicken leg, put it in his mouth and took a bite.
Well, it tastes really good.
Just when he was about to invite everyone to come and enjoy together, he suddenly heard a powerful roar of a tiger that resounded in all directions.
Following the sound, I saw a black tiger flying in the sky in the distance. On the tiger's back sat a middle-aged Taoist man, holding a divine whip, majestic and astonishing.
With a snap, the chicken drumstick in his mouth fell to the ground.
Qi Yuan stared blankly at the Taoist riding a black tiger in the distance, feeling extremely excited.
After waiting for so long, I have waited for you.
At this moment, the person riding the strange black tiger in front of the two armies' formations, no need to ask, must be Zhao Gongming.
These days, Qi Yuan went through various issues in his mind over and over again on how he should become a disciple and how he should respond to emergencies, fearing that something would go wrong.
But he kept waiting and didn't see Zhao Gongming coming, which made him feel very stressed. He just couldn't tell his two children.
It was only now that Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart when he saw Zhao Gongming actually arriving.
In any case, now that Zhao Gongming is here, the rest depends on how he performs.
As long as he can succeed in his apprenticeship, he will no longer have to stay in this barren mountain.
The spiritual energy of this mountain peak is thin, and it is close to the city. Not far from the mountain is a battlefield, filled with evil spirits. Staying there for a long time is not beneficial to practice. Even casual cultivators with low cultivation levels will not choose to stay in such a place for a long time.