The first cause of all realms

Chapter 567 Qin Si's Dowry

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hum~
In the cauldron of gluttony, dim light surged, and the recipes were rolled out.

Yang Jue stared intently, only to see that the light and shadow on the cookbook fluctuated, and it took a long time before the frame was fixed.

In the barren mountains at night, the Taoist stepped into the sky, and with his palms turned, the giant ape fell to the ground, blood sprayed like rain, staining the mountains and forests red.

"Two combined to kill ten capitals..."

That old ape was gifted with extraordinary talent and possessed magical powers of attacking and attacking. He was definitely not taking it easy, but he was killed in the forest by Lao Dao Lianghe. The martial arts shown by this made him feel moved.

It should be known that the Taoist of the truth at this moment has already lost his Taoism, his realm has fallen, and his lifespan is less than six months, which is the lowest point of his life.

"It's no wonder Taoist Yunni is unwilling to make a move. Who would dare to underestimate such an existence, even if he is seriously injured..."

There was a lot of admiration in Yang Yu's heart, but instead, he was a little dignified.

With a seriously injured body, he can kill ten capitals in two. Don't think about it, the Taoist of the truth in his heyday must be a figure standing on the top of the martial arts.

But with such an existence, they almost collapsed in Dayan Mountain, and even after returning, they didn't mention revenge at all.

that old hag...

Suppressing his solemnity, Yang Jue pointed at the old ape lying in the forest in the picture scroll.

【Jiuyao Level Recipe: Observation of the Five Viscera】

[Refining progress: the first node, removing demons from Longevity Hill...]

[The progress of the first node: 1/3]

"There are two big monsters..."

Yang Ji felt a little headache.

The old ape at the top is already so difficult to deal with, and the next two are probably not idle, and this is only the first node.

Obviously, if you want to refine this recipe, I'm afraid it won't be possible overnight...

[Income from this refinement: 81 wisps of spiritual energy, a gourd of monkey wine, a half volume of travel notes, the divine species 'following clouds'...]

[Following Cloud: All the immortals soaring into the clouds will fall to their feet, while the monkeys soaring into the clouds will clench their fists and shake their bodies, jumping back and spinning like a windmill...]

[Source: Ten Capital Rank 'Monkey Demon']

"Following clouds..."

Yang Yu was a little disappointed.

Although the cloud-climbing method of the old ape is similar to the one in the legend, its potential is far from comparable.

Not only can't fly high, but it needs to 'rotate like a windmill'...

"It's okay, it's useful."

Yang Ju comforted himself, but this supernatural power was obviously not enough for him to give up his last supernatural power position.

wow~
While thinking about it, Yang Ju shook the recipe.

As the old demon was subdued, the light and shadow on the recipes became much more, and there was another mountain range full of miasma in the blank space outside the Yuanwang Mountain.

"There is no ginseng fruit in the Ape King Mountain, and I don't know if the mountain behind it has it, or there are no traces of ginseng fruit after the three demons have been killed..."

This time refining, Yang Jue's harvest is actually not small, not to mention the half volume of Journey to the West, the spirit qi alone is enough to return the fare.

The value of monkey wine is not low.

However, the ginseng fruit he wanted most urgently at this time has not found any clues...

This inevitably made him feel more urgent.

One refinement took nine days (27 days in the fantasy territory), and the lifespan of Taoist Zhenyan was already less than six months.

As for the energy storage of the Gluttony Cauldron, it will take at least a month to start the next refinement.

This can't help worrying him.

If refining doesn't go well...

"I don't know if that gourd of monkey wine will be effective for the real person's injury..."

Yang Yu sighed inwardly.

There is a huge difference between the recipe and the fairyland. For the latter, anyone who enters can get something, but for the former, only he can benefit.

This also led to the failure of his plan to use spiritual energy to heal the wounded Taoist Zhenyan. The latter entered Baoshan, but he could only see...

"No way, I have to use a ghost baby to do it... He still has 240 years to live, how can he do it for a year and a half..."

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It was getting dark, but the lights were on inside the house.

Yang Jian knocked on the door, and when he came in, the old Taoist was writing under the light of the bean lamp, and greeted him casually, but he was still busy.

Yang Prison didn't bother, and waited quietly. The old Taoist's writing was not some secret book or magical skill, but the book he was reading in the 'Longevity Mountain Illusion'.

During these nine days, whenever he had free time, he was reading all kinds of books, and when he came back, he would copy them on paper.

"Taoism emphasizes inheritance, so there is a Taoist script that has not changed for thousands of years. The Taoist script is not as simple as today's script, but if the script is changed, the meaning will change..."

After a long time, the man of truth put down his pen and turned around:
"Although these are just travel notes and essays, they can be copied down, and they can also let the younger generations know some ancient events...

If there is a big change in the world in the future, maybe it will come in handy..."

"A real person has far-sightedness, but the juniors are not as good."

Yang Jue cupped his hands with admiration in his heart.

Yulong Temple used to have a collection of tens of thousands of books, more than half of which were borrowed and copied by the old Taoist in front of him from various places.

He didn't do it on a whim, it's always been like this.

Therefore, even Qin Si, who has lived in precarity for more than 20 years, can be called a comprehensive reading of Dao Zang.

The influence of the founder of the Kaipai on the disciples of later generations is actually far-reaching.

"It's not far-sightedness, it's just a little thing, maybe it's useful, maybe it's not, who knows?"

The old man smiled slightly, his spirit was peaceful and serene, which calmed down the urgency in Yang Jue's heart.

"Really, this is the 'monkey wine' I got from the illusion, I wonder if it will be useful for your injuries..."

Yang Yu sighed:

"There is no trace of ginseng fruit in the Monkey King Mountain, I'm afraid, I'm afraid we will continue to eliminate demons..."

Nine days in the outside world, 27 days in the illusion, but only he has gained something, which made him feel ashamed.

"Can we continue?"

No, but the old man's eyes lit up, he was far more interested in that ancient illusion than this gourd monkey wine.

"Behind the Monkey King Mountain, there should be two big monsters..."

Yang Yu smiled wryly.

I always feel a sense of guilt for deceiving the seriously injured old man to fight for him...

"How does it compare to that monkey monster?"

"Should, it's not bad, maybe, it's even stronger..."

"That's all?"

The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief:

"Looking at your expression, the old Taoist thought it was a lot of trouble. If it's just that, then it's nothing."

"Uh……"

Yang Yu was a little speechless.

"You don't have to worry about it, little friend. The old man is about to die. Isn't it better to have this illusion to see the ancient style, than to wait for death with nothing to do?"

The old Taoist stroked his long beard with his hand, and he could see Yang Qiu's thoughts:
"As for the ginseng fruit, it's good to have it, but what if you don't have it? It's just life and death, the old Taoist has already understood..."

"Ginseng fruit must exist."

Yang Ju took a deep breath, didn't dwell on this topic, took out the monkey wine and handed it to the old Taoist:

"Really, no matter what, let's give it a try..."

"The old man has been abstinent from alcohol for many years, how could he relapse at the end of the day?"

The old Taoist laughed dumbfounded, and pushed the gourd back:
"If you feel sorry, call Xiao Si to have a drink together."

Where can Yang prison be willing?
But the man of truth just shook his head.

It was Qin Si next door who finished washing up and broke the situation where the old and the young were refusing back and forth:
"Patriarch, you have seen through life and death, so what precepts are you not able to see through? If you despise having wine without food, how about this disciple go and get a few fast food?"

"This……"

The old Taoist was also a little speechless, but when he got there, the young couple couldn't hold back and were dragged into the yard.

Qin Si, on the other hand, went to get the chessboard for the two of them to have fun, and then went to make some vegetarian dishes. After a while, the aroma of the vegetarian dishes wafted out.

"Xiaoqi has taken in a good disciple."

The old man sighed:

"Unfortunately, there is no one in the audience and no money, but it is difficult to raise a sufficient dowry..."

Hearing these words, Yang Jue immediately stood up, bowed, and changed his address: "The disciple will not disappoint Xiao Si, just don't worry."

"Don't worry, don't worry, the dowry is the dowry. This should not be confused..."

The old man showed his stubborn side again:
"Little Si is a marriage to you, but not prostitution. There is a bride price but no dowry. How can I hold my head up in front of you in the future?"

Seeing his stern expression, Yang Qiu couldn't help but startled.

He is not very familiar with marriage. He didn't know much about it in his past and present lives, and he didn't take the initiative to inquire about it.

"The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes may not respect those red tapes, but there should be, and they are indispensable..."

The old Taoist explained to Yang Yu with brief words.

Yang Qiu couldn't help being surprised when he heard this.

Daming is a truly wealthy family with an unbelievably rich dowry.

It's not just gold and silver goods, it's enough food and clothing for the daughter after she gets married and before she dies!

Of course, ordinary people naturally do not have such financial resources, but they will always buy a dowry.

And the Wusheng sect, no matter where it is placed in the world, is a real master!

Even if there are only a few people in the Jade Dragon Temple at this moment, who dares to say that they are small families?

"My disciple is probably also preparing."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist had a smile on his face. His understanding of his disciples was naturally very deep.

Lin Daoren is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he is a very affectionate person.

What else can Yang prison say?
He could only play chess with the old man while pouring wine for him.

Jiuyao's recipes are far more miraculous than imagined. Before this, Yang Yu never thought that in the recipes, ordinary items that are not Dao fruits and gods can be taken out.

Later he figured out that, in fact, the monkey wine he brought out is also considered spiritual energy in a sense?
However, the amount is too small, only one gourd.

"Little friend's chess strength is really bad."

In fact, it didn't take long to play a game of chess, and Yang Qiu had already abandoned his son and admitted defeat.

He is weak in chess, but good in chess, he doesn't get angry, and he won't be like those stinky chess baskets, throwing the table when he loses.

At this time, Qin Si also spread out a table of vegetarian dishes, and she wanted to go, but was dragged down by Yang Qiang.

"This wine..."

However, the old man had no choice but to take a sip of the wine, his eyes lit up, and he felt that his body, which was riddled with holes, seemed to be getting better?

"You have another drink."

The young couple are so sensitive, seeing him like this, they looked at each other and began to persuade them to drink, but they themselves refused to drink.

Not long after, this old martial sage became a little fuzzy.

He stood up, shaking and pointing to the north of the city:

"Yang Xiaoyou, if you kill two people outside the city, you will have ten years of peace... If so, can you be a dowry?!"

　Good night everyone...

　
(End of this chapter)