I can't cultivate, but I was forced to rectify the realm of comprehension

Fan Ren brought a big bamboo basket, walked to the bucket, looked at the fish in it, took the bucket and poured it into the basket, the fish and shrimp in it started to jump happily out of the water.

Poor Mr. Xia Jing didn't know that the bucket was very close to the well just now, if he worked hard, he would jump into the well if he was lucky, and if he was lucky, he could follow the underground river and escape into the distance.

It's a pity that it has been lying on the bottom of the barrel, thinking hard about a hundred ways to die, and just thought of about sixty ways, but it couldn't think of any other ways to die.

It was dumped into the basket at this moment, and it was still thinking seriously, even though those apprentices and grandchildren jumped on it, the old man remained motionless.

"Hurry up, hurry up, this prawn seems to be dying..."

Fan Ren speeded up his hands, picked out all the small fish inside, and threw them into the water tank next to him. He kept all the shrimp in the basket, rinsed them with well water several times, and carried them to the kitchen to start cooking.

Pick up the basket and pour all the shrimp inside into the pot.

Put the pot under cold water, put salt, green onion and ginger, sprinkle a little cooking wine, and cover the pot again.Wait for the pot to boil.

The water in the pot gradually became hotter and hotter. These shrimps with a little aura were cursing and screaming viciously in the pot. The scene was really tragic. Unfortunately, Fan Ren couldn't hear or see it. , I just feel an appetite.

Poor shrimp spirit, there are still many ways to die that have not been invented. It is estimated that this person was boiled to death. It must have never thought of it, or it may have thought of it, but it is afraid and unwilling to think about it.

So when the water started to heat up, it began to struggle desperately, using its thick shrimp buttocks to slap the heavy wooden pot lid.

While cooking the brine shrimp, Fan Ren began to prepare the dipping sauce, a little soy sauce, monosodium glutamate, pepper, and a little sugar, mix well, and then pour some shrimp soup after boiling.

Just as Fan Ren finished preparing the dipping sauce, he heard a ding in his ear, and then a woman spoke to him in a mechanical voice.

[Congratulations on successfully killing a thousand-year-old monster for the first time, and getting a system reward. It has been sent to your mailbox, please check it in time]

After ten years, the damn system finally woke up and gave things back?

Millennium monster?

How is it possible, what does the bastard his father refined have anything to do with him? Could it be that he, a man of extreme cultivation, can kill a thousand-year-old monster for the first time?

With unbelievable doubts, Fan Ren opened the system email and found that there was indeed something. When he clicked on it, it was a book "Golden Stone Prescription" and an incense burner.

I don't have time right now, let's talk about it when we are free, Fan Ren is a bit annoyed by this broken system, which made him perfect his physique and gave him some useless things and skills.

What is this, this messy species in another world, it is too dangerous to go out, and only by practicing can you survive, practice, understand.

Jin Shifang, Jin Shi is your mother's size.

After the prawns were cooked, I fried two more meat dishes, chopped the picked shepherd's purse, added a shepherd's purse tofu soup, and the meal was ready.

After everyone was seated, they picked up their chopsticks and prepared to start. Fan Ren poured his father a bowl of homemade wine.

Fan Xuefeng took a sip happily, touched his belly comfortably, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, he was stunned, and hurriedly gave his wife a wink

"Damn it... look... this shrimp..."

Lan Ao'er had just sat down, and was still sharing chopsticks with the two children, when she heard Fan Xuefeng's signal, she glanced at the shrimp plate, and the hand that divided the chopsticks also stopped in the air.

What's going on, even though it's cooked, it can be seen at a glance that this shrimp is no worse than that bastard. It has not been cultivated for 1000 years, but it has been 800 years old.

"Son, this shrimp..."

Fan Xuefeng began to doubt life. He would die of exhaustion if he caught a 300-year-old demon by himself, and he had to find a helper for a 400-year-old demon.

Why did his son bring back two big things at once, one was refined and the other was boiled alive, who will explain.

"caught in the river"

Fan Ren didn't take it seriously. He had seen Australian dragons and king crabs in his previous life. Compared with river prawns and crabs, these things were indeed gigantic. Species that he had never seen before did not mean they could not exist, so he didn't find it strange.

"Caught in the river?" Fan Xuefeng's voice raised a lot, drawing out a long tail.

"It was caught in the river. If you don't believe me, ask Haohao and Wenqing." Fan Ren clarified
Fan Xuefeng turned his head to look at the two little things sitting side by side, Haohao jumped up first, "I caught it in the river, there are still in the river, mother won't let us go!"

Fan Xuefeng looked at Lan Ao'er in disbelief again, and Lan Ao'er nodded helplessly, confirming that what the children said was true.

This time Fan Xuefeng was dumbfounded, he didn't know how to put down his raised hand, one of the chopsticks in his hand fell off, and the other was dangling in the tiger's mouth.

Seeing his father's chopsticks dropped, Fan Ren gave Fan Xuefeng the chopsticks he had just picked up, and went to the kitchen to pick up the chopsticks again.

Fan Xuefeng drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, put his head on his hands, and began to think about life.

Fan Ren, who had just come out, saw that his father's wine bowl was empty, and was about to pour another bowl of wine for his father, but Lan Ao'er stopped him and asked him to eat, leaving his father alone.

Fan Ren was grinning, and went to the kitchen, simply took out the wine jar and placed it on the corner of the table in front of his father.

"Son, do you know what that bastard produced?" Fan Xuefeng kept talking.

"Isn't it the demon pill?" Fan Ren took a bite of the food, but he didn't eat it. He heard his father talking to him, put down his chopsticks, and replied to his father.
"Go, get another bowl." Fan Xuefeng instructed Fan Ren
The bowl was brought, Fan Xuefeng poured himself a bowl first, then poured a bowl of wine for Fan Ren, and asked Fan Ren to drink with him.

"Mom, do you want to drink? Sweet" Fan Ren did not forget to share it with his mother.

Lan Ao'er didn't talk too much today, she took her son's wine bowl with a smile, and took a big sip.

"Son, listen to me..."

Fan Xuefeng explained the cultivation bases of the shrimp and that bastard to Fan Ren in easy-to-understand terms, hoping that Fan Ren would tell the truth after listening.

"Father, the bastard and the shrimp were really brought up from the Lan River this morning."

Fan Ren didn't hide anything, and told the story again.

"I really didn't know that this shrimp is also a monster with great cultivation"

Fan Ren thought of yesterday's pheasant, fearing that his father would blame him for his recklessness, so he hurriedly added an explanation.

"It doesn't matter, son, maybe you really hit the right track this time, but Lanhe is not allowed to go again, understand?" After all, Fan Xuefeng was more worried about his son's safety.

"Father, mother, don't worry, I won't go to the river anymore"

"Let's eat." Fan Xuefeng drained the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

The adults were halfway through eating, and the two little things got off the table with their chubby bellies, and ran to the house to play.

"Father, eat this prawn."

As he said that, he pulled out the prawns from the bottom of the plate, peeled them, and put them in his father's bowl, and then began to peel the prawns for his mother.

After a meal, as usual, the disc moved, but Fan Xuefeng was not quite right at the moment, he didn't know if he had drunk too much alcohol or something, his face was flushed, his veins were protruding, and the top of his head was faintly steaming.

"Go wash up and take your brothers to take a nap." Lan Ao'er said very gently.

After Fan Ren left the table and washed his hands, he entered the room.

Lan Ao'er immediately cared about Fan Xuefeng, "How are you, how do you feel?"

Fan Xuefeng smiled, and pointed to the remaining half of the prawns in the bowl
"Damn it, it's a good thing I only ate half of it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to bear it, this thing is so powerful, and now the meridians all over my body are swollen to the point of exploding."

"Could it be, that shrimp is also cultivated for a thousand years?" Lan Ao'er couldn't believe it.
"This dutiful son of our family, since he killed a monster by mistake for the first time when he was a child, I feel strange, but the elders and even the suzerain have seen it and concluded that it is a body of extreme cultivation."

After a pause, Fan Xuefeng continued
"I'm not reconciled. Your vengeance has not been avenged. How many years have I been stuck in this bottleneck? The eldest son is a perfect cultivator, and the younger son doesn't know what the result will be. Hey..."

"Okay, everything is determined by God, don't be emotional, I never blamed you." Looking at her husband, Lan Ao'er felt uncomfortable.

His husband is a good man, but this practice is like this, not to mention natural resources, but also luck and opportunity, so what if you are not willing.

"That demon pill, I don't plan to hand over to the sect, I'm useful."

Fan Xuefeng had already made plans for the thousand-year-old demon pill, and he said it now, just hoping that Lan Ao'er would recognize and agree with his thoughts.

"Are you going to trade it for chance?" Lan Ao'er was not stupid either.

"Yes and no, I want to change the chance, but not for me, but for Jin"

Fan Xuefeng's eyes were a little dazed, and at the end of the speech, he looked into the distance, as if he saw how elusive his idea was to be realized.

Lan Ao'er silently looked at her husband, and slowly said:
"You love children, I know that in my heart, even though you sometimes lose your tune and beat children, it is undeniable that you take them as your life." Lan Ao'er's eyes turned red.

"But I don't want you to do this, it's too dangerous, you know?"

Lan Ao'er knew her husband's thoughts well, and also knew the value of the thousand-year-old demon pill, so she was afraid that if the husband was innocent, he would be guilty of the crime.

How can Fan Xuefeng not know how powerful he is, as a demon refining master of the sect, the first rule to abide by is: not to keep or use demon pills privately.

Hiding the demon pill for thousands of years, the crime is very serious, and being expelled from the sect is a minor matter, and it is estimated that his cultivation will be abolished.

In addition, when encountering people with evil plans, this demon pill becomes a murderous poison, a good prescription for killing people.

Taking a risk for his son, the chance of success is very small, and it might harm the whole family. After all, the cultivation base of the husband and wife is not high, and they can barely be regarded as the upper middle level.

"By the way, I don't know if you found out..."

Lan Ao'er stopped talking about the topic just now, and asked her husband a question.

"what"

"Over the years, have you noticed that your cultivation has grown, unknowingly?" Lan Ao'er asked him

"I didn't pay attention, I found that your strength is getting stronger and stronger, and I can't bear you to beat me."

Fan Xuefeng scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"You go back to Zongmen to test it tomorrow, and I find that we should not be in the previous realm."

Lan Aoer looked at him seriously

"Uh... ok"

Fan Xuefeng didn't quite believe it, seeing those monsters with over 300 years of cultivation, he instinctively didn't dare to provoke them.He said that his cultivation had improved, but he really didn't think so.

"I'm going to take a bath, it's so hot, is this wine so warm?" Fan Xuefeng's face was flushed, and his whole body was extremely hot.

"Okay, I'll put away the bowls and chopsticks." Lan Ao'er said and began to stack the tableware on the table.

"Don't throw away the prawns, don't waste them, put them in the sun to dry, and make big prawns." Fan Xuefeng was reluctant to part with this good thing.

Lan Ao'er gave him a blank look and didn't say anything, she's not stupid, doesn't she look like a prodigal girl?