Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Pan Shishu didn't care whether Ye Xiaochuan's smile was warm or sly.

She was only interested in the food in front of her.

Because Pan Shishu said that his smile was evil, Ye Xiaochuan didn't dare to indulge himself anymore.

He sat by the campfire, watching Pan Shishu wolfing down his food.

He couldn't help but say, "Miss Shu, although the food I made is very popular with you, which makes me very happy, but I still want to ask you, are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?"

Ye Xiaochuan was narrow-minded. Just now Pan Shishu said that he laughed lewdly, and he immediately retorted that Pan Shishu was a starving ghost.

Pan Shishu said while eating, "I'm very hungry, and the food you made is delicious. Is there any problem?"

Ye Xiaochuan choked and said, "Your cultivation level should be between the peak of immortality and Xumi. For cultivators of this level, even if they can't fast forever, it's still okay to not eat or drink for a year or two."

Pan Shishu had already solved the second rabbit and wiped the oil stains on his mouth with his sleeve.

Said: "It seems that you still don't know much about our Pangu clan."

Ye Xiaochuan said: "What do you mean?"

Pan Shishu said: "God is fair. He gave our people a strong bloodline, but he also took away some of our things.

For you human cultivators, as long as you reach the realm of flying, you can practice fasting. The higher your cultivation, the longer you can practice fasting.

A strong man in the Xumi realm of humans will not die even if he does not eat or drink for thirty to fifty years.

But it is different for us Pangu clan. No matter how high our cultivation is, we have to eat.

Ordinary mortals will starve to death if they do not drink water or eat for six or seven days.

It takes about the same time for us Pangu clan.

We will also starve to death if we do not eat or drink for a few days."

In the cold wind, Ye was silently messy.

He never expected that the Pangu clan had a strong body and bloodline, but they needed three meals a day like ordinary mortals! Ye Xiaochuan treated this as news, and Li Ziye, who was observing every move here through the Haotian Mirror, slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

This is not ordinary news, but the weakness of the Pangu clan.

As long as there is a weakness, there is a way to deal with it.

Li Ziye touched his chin and murmured: "It turns out that the blood of the Pangu clan has this disadvantage. If a powerful magic array is set up to trap all the Pangu clan members inside, the Pangu clan will be extinct in less than ten days and a half."

In the Haotian mirror, Ye Xiaochuan rolled up his sleeves and patted his arms.

Soon, the same creation pattern as Pan Shishu appeared on Ye Xiaochuan's arm.

Ye Xiaochuan said: "Miss Shu, I also have Pangu patterns on my body, but my appetite has not increased. It is normal to not eat a drop of water for three to five months during seclusion. It is not like you Pangu clan members who have to eat every day."

Pan Shishu held the casserole and drank the last mouthful of millet porridge.

Then he said: "I heard that you activated the five-color divine stone in the last Longmen battle. This Pangu pattern was slowly formed after you refined the five-color divine stone.

The Pangu pattern on your body is a later generation, which is different from the blood inheritance of our Pangu clan.

The physique is naturally different."

Ye Xiaochuan was shocked and said: "What did you say?

I have Pangu patterns on my body, but I can't change into a physique like your Pangu clan members?"

Pan Shishu said: "Did someone tell you that you can change into the physique of the Pangu clan?"

Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt very powerless.

The moment before, he was still fantasizing that when the creation pattern on his body covered his whole body, he would have a strong physique like Pan Shishu.

It was only half a cup of tea, and his beautiful fantasy was shattered again.

Ye Tianci jumped out again and comforted: "It can't be changed, it can't be changed. If it really becomes, you have to eat every day, which is a lot of trouble."

The good and bad words were all said by Ye Tianci, and Ye Xiaochuan was powerless to refute.

Over the years, he has already gotten used to the effect of fasting brought by cultivation. If he really has to eat three meals a day like ordinary people, he will not be used to it.

This is the law of the universe.

If you give you something, you must take something away from you.

The so-called nine nines return to one, return to the original, this is the truth.

No one can get the special ability to break this universe for no reason.

If you want it, you have to pay the price.

After Ye Xiaochuan's heroic rescue and this midnight snack, which is not sure whether it is rich or not, the vigilance between the two was successfully resolved.

Pan Shishu touched his stomach and said, "I'm seven points full, just make do with it for now, Mr. Ye, I hope you can still make me a meal for breakfast in two hours."

Ye Xiaochuan was a little surprised and said, "Is my food really that delicious?"

Pan Shishu said, "It's delicious. Of course, the most important thing is that I like to eat human food, especially this pot of rice porridge, which is simply a human delicacy. I like it very much."

Perhaps it was out of the curiosity of the chef that Ye Xiaochuan became interested.

"Millet porridge?

A delicacy in the world?

Don't you have rice porridge to drink?"

Pan Shuxiang looked at Ye Xiaochuan like he was a fool and said, "The Sea of ​​Oblivion is deep underground. Do you know what deep underground means?

The steamed buns, rice, rabbits, beef, fruits and vegetables that you ordinary people eat every day are not available in our place.

Most of our food comes from the aquatic monsters in the Sea of ​​Oblivion."

Ye Xiaochuan cursed himself as an idiot when he heard this.

The underground world is full of sea water and there is no sunlight. It is impossible to grow rice and wheat. The Pangu people have no purchasing department and never purchase food from the human world. Naturally, they cannot eat the most common food in the human world.

It is not surprising that Pan Thi Shu can regard the millet porridge that ordinary people will eat tomorrow morning as a delicacy in the world.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaochuan felt some sympathy for the Pangu tribe in his heart.

However, he also knew that poor people must be hateful.

The sins committed by the Pangu tribe in the world cannot be made up for by being exiled for millions of years and eating water tribe sea monsters every day.

Millions of years are a long time in the human world.

Taking twenty years as one generation, one million years is enough for the human world to reproduce for 50,000 generations.

But the Pangu clan is different. They practice Taishang Wangqingjue and have a long life.

For them, a million means only a few dozen generations at most, or even a dozen generations.

Ye Xiaochuan believes that the oldest person in the Pangu tribe may be two to three hundred thousand years old.

Ye Xiaochuan stopped thinking about these problems and asked: "Miss Shu, can I ask you why you must get your grandfather's soul in Huangquan Biluo?

If you can give me a good reason, I might give this flute to you. "

Ye Tianci shouted: "Let me tell you, this guy is at his old habit again. I'm warning you, the Huangquan Biluoxiao is of great use to you, you can't give it to her!"

Ye Xiaochuan ignored Ye Tianci's shouting and just looked at Pan Shishu.