Chapter 334: The prestige has reached a new level, and the mad ancestor is injured
Between the green mountains, everything is silent, the mountains are rolling, like a gentle girl, quiet and peaceful.
However, just in a mountain col, there was a curl of smoke rising from the kitchen, and the rich aroma of meat spread for several miles.
There was a large cauldron in four directions, with faint blue flames, and the soup in the cauldron was boiling. The crazy ancestor held a long ladle in one hand and stared at the soup in the pot with a solemn face, frowning slightly, as if he was dissatisfied.
"The materials are not good..."
At this moment, the crazy ancestor suddenly turned his head and looked to one side, where the second sword master suddenly appeared.
"I've met senior." The Second Sword Master politely held his hand, then looked around: "I wonder if Brother Qin is here?"
"He..." Crazy Ancestor looked a little confused and muttered to himself: "I'm busy with something, what do you want?"
"Brother Qin seems to love soup. I still have fresh memories of the thick soup prepared by my predecessors. I happened to have something this time, but I kept it for no use. I just wanted to bring it to Brother Qin for a taste."
The Second Sword Lord waved his hand and saw the body of a big bird with one silver-white wing and an ink-like belly falling to the side.
"Eh, pheasant?" Crazy Ancestor opened his eyes slightly, and then laughed: "You are really thoughtful, I would have killed this stupid bird to make soup."
"When I saw it that day, I killed it easily." The Second Sword Master said calmly.
In fact, if he hadn't thought of Qin Yang's love for soup, he wouldn't have taken it away.
The crazy ancestor looked around the pheasant for a long time, shaking his head with a slight regret on his face.
"The killing is not right. Your sword energy is too overbearing. One blow will crush its brain and make the flesh and blood smell too strong. To kill a vicious bird, it is best to cut it through the throat with a knife, cut off its blood vessels, and then hang it upside down.
Get up and let go of the blood. Although it is a bit wasteful, this method of slaughtering and making soup is the most delicious."
As he spoke, the crazy ancestor shook his hand, and a ray of divine light passed by. All the feathers on the pheasant's body fell off, and the blood in his body was also drawn out.
After putting all these things away, the crazy ancestor dealt with them while mumbling instructions to himself.
"Food is the most important thing for human beings. Any supplements or magical stones are not as good as what they eat. Especially for some weak people, if their deficiency is not supplemented, spiritual medicines and elixirs are not good. Only eating is the best."
But when it comes to eating, only soup is the best, and soup can be divided into thick soup and clear soup.”
The crazy ancestor put away the spiritual fire and replaced it with a three-legged cauldron with a lid, and then with an orange spiritual fire that had a steady fire but was not very violent.
"The pheasant is a ferocious bird, and its body has too much ferocious aura. It is necessary to use a slow fire to remove its evil aura and retain its essence. It is best to simmer clear soup slowly, rather than boiling it over a high fire to melt all the blood and bones from its body into the soup.
It turns into a thick soup. Only people with a strong physical foundation can bear the thick soup. The clear soup is very tonic, but it is more conditioning and has a mild nature..."
"The water used for making this soup is particularly critical. The spiritual water will take over. The stronger the spiritual energy, the worse the soup. Instead, use mountain spring nectar, which is clear and sweet. It contains almost no spiritual energy, but it is the best. The soup is the purest. Mingzhe back then
When I'm injured, I like the soup I make the most..."
The crazy ancestor said, paused slightly, and changed the topic.
"Your wife has just recovered from a long illness. It is best to avoid using elixirs and elixirs. Make soup with flesh and blood and figure it out slowly. For the sake of the pheasant you sent me, I will teach you these. You can watch it. I just say
Once again.”
The crazy ancestor finished handling the pheasant, threw it into the cauldron, took the nectar from the mountain spring, covered it with the pheasant, then put the lid on the cauldron to seal it, activated the spiritual fire, wrapped it, and simmered it slowly.
"The cauldron is too heavy, so the cauldron is best. When making soup, don't stop it, don't open the lid before it's finished. You must control the heat, always pay attention to the escape of evil spirits, and understand the quality of the ingredients..."
"Take this pheasant as an example. It needs to be simmered slowly over Mingxin Fire. This fire is continuous, burning but not intense. Slowly simmer it for seven days. When it is ready, the soup will be like clear water, with the essence hidden. It is a great tonic but not like a tiger or a wolf.
Medicine, only in this way can it be called a good product..."
The Crazy Ancestor explained in detail, and the Second Sword Master listened honestly at the side. This thing was the most suitable for his wife to recover her body.
"Thank you, senior, for your advice."
Seven days later, the lid of the cauldron was opened, but not a trace of aroma leaked out. The pheasants in the cauldron seemed to be intact, and the soup was as clear as water. There was nothing special about it at all.
As the crazy ancestor held the spoon and touched the pheasant lightly, he saw that the pheasant instantly turned into powder and fell into the soup. After a few breaths, it disappeared completely. No matter who looked at it, the soup was
A pot of water.
He filled a bowl and handed it to the Second Sword Lord.
"Go ahead and give it to your wife. Don't eat any other messy things within three months."
After the Second Sword Lord left, the Crazy Ancestor put away the cauldron, slowly became confused again, and continued to wander around foolishly...
Of course, for many people, the unconscious crazy ancestor is more dangerous.
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On the other side, Qin Yang has also arrived at Heili, but this time it was not someone who led the way, but him himself.
The process is almost the same as last time. After arriving, return the body and then participate in the burial ceremony.
But this time, something is obviously different.
The relationship between this senior Haili and the sacred cow is not that close, or in other words, he has never been raised by the sacred cow as his own son...
During the burial, only the sacred cow arrived, but only four of the ghosts and gods came to form a band and play music...
All the way down the river, when he passed by the entrance of the mausoleum again, Qin Yang saw ghosts and gods on the cliffs on both sides of the bank, sitting in the depression on the cliffs. Under the blending of auras, the place was almost sealed.
Deadly.
The real thing is that not even a fly can fly in.
Last time Zhang Zhengyi was able to go in for a ride alive. To be honest, this guy's luck was not average.
Although this credit was given, Qin Yang had no choice but to bear it on himself in order to maintain the dignity of his senior brother.
There is nothing much to say about the burial process. Qin Yang has already seen it once and knows that he might think too much if he wants to enter the ancestral land of Haili and let those seniors of Haili see the sun.
It’s not bad to stop touching corpses and increase your favorability.
At least this time, Qin Yang can clearly feel that the reputation of Haili Map has gone from friendly to respectful. When walking in Haili Village, no one will stop him wherever he goes, and he will give him a compliment when he meets someone.
He saluted, and the big guys who were stronger than him also had kind eyes and would actively nod to him.
It's just that this time, I didn't see that nice old senior Haili.
The old man gave him a letter of recommendation asking him to go to Wuxing Mountain, but he didn't go either.
After everything was over, Qin Yang followed the sacred cow and left the ancestral land. The four ghosts and gods who guested in the band also returned to the entrance of the ancestral land and guarded it.
After everyone around him left silently, the sacred cow had a look of sadness on its face.
"You have already mastered the Wu Xian Sutra, right?"
"Yes." Qin Yang did not deny it and nodded decisively.
I had thought about this issue before I came here, whether I should stop for a while before starting to practice. Then I thought about it and realized that I would not stop dealing with Haili in the future. The successors of the Wuxian Sutra here and those who are familiar with the Wuxian Sutra
The big guys can definitely see it.
In particular, it is basically impossible to hide Wu Xian Jing's extreme body training method in front of experts. At least with his strength, it will not be possible for a long, long time.
It's better to show it openly, and if the other party asks further questions, just pass the blame to Senior Haili. Anyway, Senior Haili has been saved, and if they have the ability, they can call him up and confront him.
But Qin Yang didn't expect that after arriving, no one asked at all. At this moment, Shenniu just asked a question, and his response was mediocre. He didn't seem to think that Wu Xian Jing was learned by outsiders, so it was no big deal.
"Come and sit here often when you have nothing to do in the future." Shenniu said a word and turned to leave.
Qin Yang had some doubts on his face, quite confused.
After thinking about it, I thought to myself with some uncertainty, does this mean you treat me as one of your own?
After staying in Haili Village for a month, I shamelessly went to some big bosses in Haili to ask for advice on spiritual practice, especially about the Wu Xian Sutra.
They were also willing to give me advice, and they answered whatever I asked. They also taught me many things to note and some tips for practicing.
After all, the Li people's method of cultivation is different from the orthodox cultivation of immortality, and many concepts are different.
Qin Yang didn't have any inherent cultivation concepts, and he absorbed them easily, which made these big guys look at him with admiration, saying that he was a genius in practicing the Li method...
At this time, Qin Yang learned from a big boss why the sacred cow didn't ask so many questions at all.
They all thought that this was the remaining consciousness of Senior Haili after his death, and he passed the Wu Xian Sutra to Qin Yang.
Since everyone has no objections and thinks Qin Yang can do it, then they are not descendants of the Wu Xian Jing lineage, so naturally they have no right to question.
Qin Yang suddenly realized that this is the advantage of gaining a good impression first. At least he will think about everything from the good point first and the story will be rounded out first.
A month passed and Qin Yang left Heili with many gifts.
A palm-sized wooden sculpture, this is a unique stand-in statue of the Li people, which can be used to die once.
A strange black wood amulet, this thing is Haili's token. It is said that only Haili people who are qualified to have their own names can have it.
Walking in the mountains, Qin Yang was thinking that since Wu Xian Jing was in hand, there was nothing going on here, so he might as well go back to the sect and have a look. After all, he still didn't know which way the gate of the sect's new residence opened, which was really embarrassing.
Already...
Having made up his mind, Qin Yang was ready to head all the way north and return to the sect to have a look. Calculating the time, after going back for a while, it should be time for the ghost auction to begin.
At that time, I can also meet my subordinates. During this period, I don’t know if these bastards are having too much fun.
Looking at the Yinni beast wrapped around his wrist, Qin Yang felt a little like a black donkey. He was obedient, loved to laugh, protected his master, could run fast, and most importantly, was not afraid of trouble...
It's not like the Yintan beast, it shrinks into a ball and trembles when it sees people.
When I came to Heili before, it remained in this state the whole time, and Qin Yang almost became angry.
It's just useless. What's the use of it? Several times I wanted to just kill it and make soup.
Sometimes I even wonder if there is a kind of cowardice tactic in the Yizijue that the Yinni beast can cultivate. After it is completed, it can live peacefully.
After traveling for only one day, when passing by a big city, I stopped by the intelligence base of Pirate Gate and picked up a copy of Qin Yang's exclusive Nanman Monthly Report to see the recent situation.
After looking at it for a moment, Qin Yang felt happy.
The Buddha Sect is simply unlucky...
The symbol of the ferocious lineage, the ferocious pheasant ran away with people. The Yue Pheasant of the Yue Pheasant lineage was killed by the Second Sword Lord. And now I know that the great monks in the Lunchuan Temple have amazing perseverance. They are still following the pagoda.
The Demon Cult is fighting to the death.
The pulse masters of the Demon Buddha lineage may have thought that those great monks were just talking nonsense and sitting in protest. Who would have thought that they would seize an opportunity and unreasonably rush up shoulder to shoulder to beat up the pulse masters of the Demon Buddha lineage.
Half dead.
He said harsh words again, saying that if the Buddha's bones and golden body were not handed over, the matter would not be over. If he could, he would start an all-out war.
This act of adding insult to injury was done without any secret. There was even a time in the middle of it when the Second Sword Lord came in as an assassin and was about to cut off Tianlin's head. By coincidence, these great monks also came to sit-in and demonstrate.
On the other side, the Huangquan Demon Sect and the Netherworld Holy Sect were fighting with each other, while quietly pulling the back legs of the Buddha Sect from behind.
The three peaks of the Southern Barbarian Demonic Path are just in such a mess. They themselves suffer, but they are also afraid of being surpassed by others and holding each other back.
This made other forces look at it in a daze. After all, you must know that in addition to the three peaks of the demonic path, there are other sects in the Southern Barbarians...
These guys are also secretly pulling back, helping the demonic sects, creating hatred for each other, and then sitting aside eating melon seeds and watching the fun.
Without them taking action, these old enemies who had disliked each other for who knows how many years would have been left bruised and bruised.
Just by looking at it, Qin Yang saw news about the Crazy Ancestor again.
After watching it for a while, Qin Yang couldn't help but frown.
The crazy ancestor hasn’t recovered yet? He’s still a little crazy and confused?
What is going on? Showing weakness to the enemy?
These days, the Crazy Ancestor has been fighting with several groups of people, including those from the Netherworld Holy Sect and the Underworld Demon Sect.
Moreover, he was injured?
Was he lost his mind once, fell into a trap, or was he saved by the Second Sword Lord?
When did the relationship between the Second Sword Master and the Crazy Ancestor become so good?
Qin Yang touched the ring on his finger and wondered if he could help the crazy ancestor.
The Book of the Underworld is lying inside the ring. We just need to send out a message that the Book of the Underworld will be auctioned next time or at the next ghost auction.
As a reputable third party, most people will definitely believe this news.
As for whether anyone will doubt me? Of course there will be.
Someone may even come to trouble you under uncertain circumstances, although it may not be big.
But on the other hand, there must be no one chasing the crazy ancestor anymore.
After all, there is no benefit, no benefit, and provoking a powerful lunatic is simply out of your mind.
The question now is, is the crazy ancestor still crazy, and should I do this...