In the cauldron of gluttony, dim light surged, and the recipe book was unrolled.
Yang Yu looked intently and saw that the light and shadow on the recipe were changing erratically, and it took a long time before it finally settled.
In the barren mountains at night, a Taoist stepped into the sky. In the palm of his hand, the giant ape fell to the ground. Bloody flowers were like rain, dyeing the mountain forest red.
"Two combined to kill Shidu..."
The old ape was extremely talented and had magical powers to attack. He was definitely not taking it easy, but he was killed in the forest by the old Taoist couple. This display of martial arts made him moved.
It should be noted that at this moment, the True Word Taoist has lost his Taoist fruit, his realm has plummeted, and his life span is less than six months, which is his lowest point.
"No wonder Taoist Yunni is unwilling to take action. Who dares to look down upon such a being, even if he is seriously injured..."
Yang Yu felt a lot of admiration in his heart, but he turned around and became a little solemn.
A seriously injured body can kill ten cities with two people. Don't think about it. The man of truth in his heyday must have been a figure who stood at the top of the martial arts sage.
But even with such an existence, he almost died in Dayan Mountain, and even after returning, he didn't even mention revenge.
That old witch...
Suppressing his solemn heart, Yang Yu pointed at the old ape lying dead in the forest in the scroll.
[Jiuyao Level Recipe: View of the Five Internal Organs]
[Refining progress: The first node, the Longevity Mountain to eliminate demons...]
[First node progress: 1/3]
"There are also two big demons..."
Yang Prison had a headache.
The old ape at the head is already so difficult to deal with, and the two following are probably no ordinary people, and this is only the first step.
Obviously, refining this recipe cannot be done overnight...
[Income from this refining: 81 strands of Ling Qi, a gourd of monkey wine, half a volume of travel notes, the divine seed ‘Hedou Yun’…]
[Follow Douyun: All the immortals who soar into the clouds fall to their feet, but the monkeys who soar into the clouds clenched their fists and shook their bodies, jumping back and spinning like windmills...]
[Source: Shidu level ‘monkey demon’]
"Somersault cloud..."
Yang Yu was a little disappointed.
Although the soaring cloud technique of the old ape is similar to the legendary one, its potential is far from comparable.
Not only can't it fly high, but it also needs to 'spinning like a windmill'...
"It counts, it's of some use."
Yang Yu comforted himself, but this magical power was obviously not enough to make him give up his last magical power position.
Wow~
As his mind turned, Yang Yu shook the recipe.
As the old demon was conquered, there were many more lights and shadows on the recipe. The blank space outside the Ape King Mountain was now filled with a miasma-filled mountain range.
"There are no ginseng fruits in the Ape King Mountain, and I don't know if there are any in the mountain behind it, or maybe only after the three demons were killed, there were traces of ginseng fruits..."
Yang Yu gained a lot from this refining. Not to mention the half volume of Journey to the West, the Lingqi alone was enough to pay for the price.
The value of monkey wine is not low either.
However, there was no trace of the ginseng fruit that he wanted most urgently at this time...
This inevitably made him feel more anxious.
One refining process took nine days (twenty-seven days in the fantasy realm), and Master Zhenyan's lifespan was already less than six months.
The energy storage of the Cauldron of Gluttony will take at least more than a month before the next refining can be started.
This couldn't help but worry him.
If the refining does not go smoothly later...
"I don't know if that gourd of monkey wine will be useful for the real person's injuries..."
Yang Yu sighed inwardly.
There is a huge difference between a recipe and a fairyland. In the latter, anyone who enters can gain something, but in the former, only he can gain.
This also led to the failure of his plan to use spiritual energy to heal the wounds of the True Word Taoist. The latter entered the treasure mountain, but could only see...
"I can't say, I have to use a ghost baby to support him... He still has 249 years to live, how can he only support him for a year and a half..."
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The night was getting dark, but the lights were on inside the house.
Yang Yu knocked on the door and when he came in, the old Taoist was busy writing under the light of Rudou lamp. He said hello casually and was still busy.
Yang Yu didn't bother him and waited quietly aside. What the old Taoist wrote was not some secret book or magical skill, but a book he read in the "Illusion of Longevity Mountain".
In the past nine days, whenever he had free time, he was reading various books, and when he came back, he would copy them on paper.
"Taoism emphasizes inheritance, which is why the Taoist text has remained unchanged for thousands of years. The Taoist text is obscure and not as concise as today's writing, but if the words are changed, the meaning will change..."
After a long time, Zhenyan Taoist put down his writing and turned around:
"Although these are just travel notes and essays, they can be copied down, and they can also let future generations know some ancient matters...
If the world really changes in the future, it may come in handy..."
"Real people are far-sighted and far-sighted, and younger people are not as good as them."
Yang Yu handed over his hand with admiration in his heart.
Jade Dragon Temple once had a collection of thousands of books, most of which were borrowed and copied by the old Taoist in front of me from various places.
He didn't do it on a whim, it was always like this.
Therefore, even Qin Si, who has lived a precarious life for more than 20 years, can be said to have read the Taoist canon in one sentence.
The influence of the founder of the sect on later generations of disciples was actually far-reaching.
"It's not about foresight, it's just a small thing. It may be useful, it may not be useful, who knows?"
The old Taoist smiled slightly, his spirit calm and peaceful, which calmed down the tension in Yang Yu's heart.
"Sir, this is the 'monkey wine' I got from the illusion. I wonder if it will be useful for your injury..."
Yang Prison sighed:
"There are no traces of ginseng fruit in the Ape King Mountain. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that we have to continue to eliminate demons..."
After nine days in the outside world and twenty-seven days in the fantasy world, he was the only one to gain something, which made him feel ashamed.
"Can I continue?"
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist's eyes lit up. He was far more interested in that ancient fantasy world than this gourd monkey wine.
"Behind the Ape King Mountain, there should be two big monsters..."
Yang Yu smiled bitterly.
I always feel a sense of guilt in my heart for deceiving a seriously injured old man to fight for me...
"How does it compare to that monkey demon?"
"It should be, pretty much the same, maybe a little better..."
"That's it?"
The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief:
"Looking at the look on your face, I thought it was a big trouble. If it's just like this, then it's nothing."
"Well……"
Yang Yu was speechless.
"Don't worry, little friend. The old Taoist is about to die. Isn't it better to see the ancient style in this illusion than to wait for death doing nothing?"
The old Taoist stroked his long beard and saw Yang Yu's thoughts:
"As for that ginseng fruit, it's good to have it, but what if you don't have it? It's just life and death. The old man has long understood it..."
"Ginseng fruit must exist."
Yang Prison took a deep breath and did not dwell on this topic. He took out the monkey wine and handed it to the old Taoist:
"Real person, no matter what, let's give it a try..."
"I have been abstaining from alcohol for many years. Now, how can I break my abstinence?"
The old Taoist laughed dumbly and pushed the gourd back:
"If you feel sorry for me, please invite me to have a drink with you."
How could Yang Yu be willing?
But the man of truth just shook his head in disapproval.
It was Qin Si next door who had finished dressing up and broke the back-and-forth refusal situation between the old and the young:
"Grandmaster, you have seen through life and death, what other precepts can't be seen through? If you despise having wine but no food, how about I go get some food for drinking and eating?"
"this……"
The old Taoist was also a little speechless, but when he got past the young couple, he was pulled into the yard.
Qin Si, on the other hand, went to fetch the chessboard for the two of them to entertain themselves. She actually went to arrange the vegetarian food. After a while, the aroma of the vegetarian food wafted out.
"Xiao Qi has gained a good disciple."
The old Taoist sighed:
"It's a pity that there is no one in the audience and no money, but it is difficult to collect a sufficient dowry..."
Hearing these words, Yang Yu immediately stood up, bowed, and changed his title: "This disciple will not let you down, so don't worry."
"Don't worry, don't worry. A dowry is a dowry. This cannot be confused..."
The old Taoist showed his stubborn side again:
"Xiao Si, this is a marriage to you, not selling one's body. There is a gift but no dowry. Why should I hold my head high in front of you in the future?"
Seeing his serious look, Yang Yu couldn't help but be startled.
He was not very familiar with marriage. He didn't know much about it in his past life and this life, and he never took the initiative to inquire about it.
"Children of Jianghu, you may not respect those red tapes, but what you should have is indispensable..."
The old Taoist explained to Yang Yu in brief words.
Yang Yu couldn't help being surprised when he heard this.
The truly wealthy families in the Ming Dynasty had incredibly rich dowries.
That is not just gold and silver, it is the sum total of enough food and clothing for the daughter after she gets married and until she dies!
Of course, ordinary people do not have such financial resources, but they will always buy a dowry.
And the Martial Saint Sect, no matter where it is in the world, is truly everyone!
Even if there are only a few people in Yulong Temple at the moment, who dares to say that they are small families?
"My disciple is probably preparing too."
Having said this, the old Taoist had a smile on his face. He naturally had a very deep understanding of his disciples.
Mr. Lin is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He is a very affectionate person.
What else could Yang Yu say?
I can only play chess with the veteran while pouring him drinks.
The Jiu Yao level recipe is far more magical than imagined. Before this, Yang Yu had never thought that non-Dao fruits and ordinary items of divine species could be included in the recipe.
Later he figured out that, in fact, the monkey wine he brought out was also spiritual energy in a sense?
However, the quantity is too small, only one gourd.
"My chess skills, little friend, are really lacking."
After a game of chess, it didn't take long before Yang Yu had already abandoned his piece and accepted defeat.
His chess skills are poor, but his chess skills are good. He doesn't get angry, and he won't be like those bad chess players who flip the table when they lose.
At this time, Qin Si also prepared a table of vegetarian food. She wanted to go, but Yang Yu pulled her to sit down.
"This wine..."
Unable to refuse, the old Taoist had to take a sip of the wine. His eyes couldn't help but light up, and he felt that his body, which was riddled with holes, seemed to be getting better?
"You have another drink."
The young couple were so perceptive. Seeing him like this, they looked at each other and began to persuade him to drink, but they themselves refused to drink a sip.
Not long after, this old martial saint actually became a little fuzzy.
He stood up and pointed to the north of the city unsteadily:
"Little friend Yang, if you kill two people outside the city, you will have ten years of peace... So, can you get a share of the dowry?!"