Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

The night is as cool as water, the moon is bright but the stars are sparse.

The light of the campfire flickered in the dense forest. Yi skillfully gutted his prey, cleaned it, dissected it, and placed it over the fire.

The fat dripped, and there was a "pop" sound. The meat pieces turned golden and gave off an appetizing aroma, especially after being sprinkled with special seasonings.

Yi turned the barbecue with one hand and stroked his longbow with the other.

This bow was given to him by Boss Dijiang. As soon as he held the bow, he felt a sense of blood connection, and even had the illusion that he could shoot down the sun in the sky.

Unfortunately, this magical bow was damaged, its spirituality dissipated, and even Boss Dijiang was unable to repair it.

"Goo~"

In the silence, the strange sound seemed so clear, mixed with the sound of burning firewood.

Yi raised his eyes and looked across, his brows unconsciously frowned.

"What are you following me for?"

Yi was very dissatisfied. This man had been following him for a long time and was now staring at his prey.

Ever since he started practicing with Boss Dijiang, his appetite has grown bigger and bigger, and he needs more blood and energy to practice. Although the two monsters are quite large, they are far from enough for him who is in urgent need of blood and energy.

According to Boss Dijiang, although the method he is practicing now reduces his dependence on blood food, for the witch clan, it is still more efficient to eat directly.

Yi is a human, but he has the blood of the witch clan in his body. He can rely on the blood of the witch clan to quickly become stronger, and the speed of improvement is much faster than normal practice.

Chang'e's face turned red unconsciously, but she quickly concealed it.

"I'll trade you some elixirs!" Chang'e took out several white jade bottles and pointed at the barbecue on the fire. "These are all top-quality elixirs. There's nowhere else to buy them."

Yi took a look and curled his lips: "No change!"

How could elixirs compare to monster meat, which could not provide blood and energy.

"you!"

Looking at Yi who was guarding against her like a thief, Chang'e felt depressed. It was the first time she met such a guy. Normally, who would not greet her with a smile and behave gracefully when seeing her?

As a result, the person in front of her had no tact at all and looked quite disgusted. As the daughter of the Human Emperor, when had she ever been treated so coldly?

She felt a little regretful that she shouldn't have sneaked out without telling the guards.

This is completely different from the stories I have heard. I didn't see the excitement of the world of cultivation, but instead saw many dangers.

She had not encountered any rare treasures, nor had she met any hermit masters. It was not that she had never seen treasures or met powerful people, but that what she lacked was not the treasure itself.

Chang'e stared at the young man in front of her, feeling somewhat surprised.

This fellow named Yi was dressed roughly, but he looked not much different in age from her. However, his cultivation was the strongest among the peers she had ever seen. He was an excellent archer, and his method of cultivation was unique and mysterious.

Yi ignored this inexplicable follower and started to eat heartily. His face was covered with grease, and he refined the essence of blood and flesh, and his aura was faintly moving.

......

"Is this what you taught me?"

Qingxuan shifted his gaze away from the Cloud Mirror Technique in front of him and looked at Dijiang with a strange look.

"What?" Di Jiang looked puzzled. He looked at the boy and girl that appeared in the cloud mirror technique and suddenly realized, "You mean the skill of grilling meat? I taught you that, so how is it? You are indeed a member of the Wu clan, you learn quickly."

Who asks you about barbecue or something, is that something worth asking?

What I was asking about was the way of treating the daughter of the Emperor of Mankind like protecting food from thieves, which made Qingxuan very happy.

Yes, I was taught by Dijiang, the ancestor witch, and I actually expected him to teach me in this area. I was wrong.

I just don’t know what kind of idiot Di Jiang will become if he continues teaching like this.

How should I put it? It's a little different from the style Qingxuan expected. Shouldn't it be a more romantic and poignant emotional drama?

Qingxuan put down the wine glass in his hand, looked up at the bright moon hanging in the night sky with a calm expression.

Qingxuan didn't say anything, but Dijiang was a little hesitant at this moment, not knowing how to start.

Of course, he didn't come to Qingxuan to get some delicious food.

In fact, Dijiang felt quite uncomfortable when facing Qingxuan and Qinglian.

It's not entirely because of the two people's Taoism, but because their backgrounds are somewhat special to the witch clan.

It has now been basically confirmed that these two people have a close connection with Pangu, whom their Wu clan worships as the father god, and they even have the same roots to a certain extent.

How do you calculate this relationship?

Even if these two people did not admit it, the Wu Clan has always been stubborn and single-minded, which made Di Jiang feel a little strange.

In addition, Di Jiang is different from his brothers and can see the general situation more clearly.

So he knew that when Qingxuan stepped forward in the final battle between the Lich and the Warlock, it was not just Taiyi who was saved.

Or in other words, his purpose was not to save anyone. That was indeed the best outcome for the Wu Clan and Di Jun and the others. In fact, he was doing a favor for the Wu Clan.

As for the deeper things, he couldn't see it, but Hou Tu was always reluctant to say more about what happened in the past, as if there was another hidden story.

"So, you want me to help Yi repair the bow?" Qingxuan asked.

Di Jiang hesitated, but nodded: "Yes, I would like to trouble you to help. We are really not good at this kind of thing, and most people don't have that ability."

It is no secret that Qingxuan and the other two hold the innate treasure Qiankun Ding in their hands. This treasure has the power to reverse the innate power.

"I just came here with Qinglian to practice in the secular world. Now I am just an ordinary practitioner."

Qingxuan looked down with a gentle expression. In the room, Qinglian was sleeping soundly, quietly, with a very good sleeping posture, as dignified as her usual sitting posture.

The meaning of his words was very clear. He did not want to interfere. He was not afraid of cause and effect and it could not affect him.

But his random thoughts can easily change too many things.

He had no reason to take action and just wanted to watch.

After all, there is no need to intervene.

Di Jiang was silent, but then his eyes lit up and he glanced at the shop below.

"This is business. Yes, this is business. Isn't your shop for helping people refine magic weapons? This is in line with your identity as the young shopkeeper."

Qingxuan was stunned and glanced at Dijiang. Is this what you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, should say?

"Business requires payment. How much do you think it would cost to repair the divine bow that once shot and killed the nine Golden Crow princes?"

"Just name your price. My Wu clan will remember this favor. Even if I can't repay it, you can find Sister Hou Tu." Di Jiang said confidently.

After the accounts were recorded, it was almost as clear as saying this.

Qing Xuan was shocked. Di Jiang, you are so brave. You let Hou Tu pay for you. Do you think Hou Tu won't beat you up? How dare you owe her a favor?

"Does Hou Tu know what you said?"

"Don't worry, I'm her elder brother, and Hou Tu is easy to talk to. She will agree. How about this reward?"

Di Jiang knew very well that ordinary things were of no use to Qing Xuan, and only a favor from a fellow saint could be considered an equal bargaining chip.

Besides, he is not stupid. The Witch Clan already owes him a favor, so such a trivial amount is totally dispensable.

It would be a good thing if Qingxuan could help out for Houtu's sake, which would be a good thing.

In Di Jiang's opinion, there are not many people in the ancient world who can repair the bow, and Qingxuan and the other two are the ones who have the deepest friendship with the Witch Clan.

Of course, the Wu Clan is not just saying that they remember favors; they never do anything ungrateful.