I married a fairy

Bloodline evolution requires a process.No matter how difficult this process is, outsiders cannot intervene.Whether it can be successful, whether it is a human or a demon, depends on the luck of the individual.

Although Tang Xiaobai was a little worried, there was nothing he could do.

As a "big boss" from the world of cultivating immortals, Mo Chonglou has a lot of experience and knowledge, so he doesn't take him seriously at all.After the four demons entered the container filled with the blood of the ancient monsters, they used a psychedelic array to isolate them in a space where no one would be disturbed.

Amidst the bang bang bang bang, the disciples of Nine Heavens Palace opened their eyes one after another.To be precise, most of them were awakened by the tempting scent of food in their nostrils.

Those who are smart and sensitive, practiced with the chaotic spiritual power in their minds.

Self-control is really not enough. When I opened my eyes, I saw a large handful of hair-thin noodles flying into a pot of steaming, fragrant, and golden-colored bone soup.

Trying to swallow their saliva, they found that they were no longer in the original place.I don't know where the terrifying giant beast went before.What is left for them is the jungle environment with a strong atmosphere of the prehistoric, and the tempting food is hundreds of meters away.

It's a pity that the great elder is like a lazy big tiger, lying on a reclining chair from nowhere.Xuemen guards.Even if the disciples' saliva flowed into a galaxy, after looking at each other, they could only swallow their saliva while taking out the food they replaced before to slow down their saliva.

What I don’t have in my pocket, now I really only watch others eat, just watch others eat.

Change with someone?Haha, someone has to be willing.After tasting the sweetness of the spiritual meal, everyone knows that these spiritual meals are more important than the precious Qi training pills and Qi gathering pills outside.Unless it's a fool and a virgin, few people are willing to exchange the treasure they got.

Under the banner of stabilizing his cultivation, Tang Xiaobai took out a lot of ingredients and elixir from the space.In the end, it took more than three hours to prepare a table of classic delicacies full of spirit for Mo Chonglou.

This table of delicacies is a collection of centuries-old traditions from the southeast and northwest of Huaguo.Many of them have been lost for hundreds of years, or even longer.

For example: Yiyin Diet Soup series, Yi Ya's Spring and Autumn Series, Sun Yaowang's Medicine King Diet series, Su Dongpo's Dongpo Cuisine series, etc.

The ancient gourmand, or the gourmand who can be truly celebrated.While creating food, we must pursue the same origin of medicine and food, use food as medicine, and play the role of strengthening the body and prolonging life.It's just that most of the time, what future generations can remember are only a few of their more classic works.

Tang Xiaobai didn't know when the inheritance of the Tang family started.But what he has learned from the Tang family's heritage, apart from some forgotten classics, are more things that are regarded as 'dross' by later generations.

These 'dross', at the beginning of inheritance, Grandpa Tang told him about their various restrictions.Therefore, in normal times, he would not make it.

Like Yi Yin's soup series.In fact, it is recorded in the books of some medical families with inheritance, but due to different times and material limitations, even if it is made correctly according to the formula, it cannot achieve the original effect.At most, there is only a taste left, or the effect is weak.Nature is dispensable.

But as Tang Xiaobai's spiritual materials became bigger and bigger, and these soups mixed in the delicacies, the rumors were delicious, not to mention that they were good for the body and soul, so he couldn't help making them for Mo Chonglou try it.

"Are you trying to curry favor with me and prepare for the next bad thing?" Mo Chonglou chuckled lightly, drinking a bowl of golden soup.This soup is said to have been created by Yi Yin, the ancestor of the god of food in the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and it has the effect of stabilizing and strengthening the soul.

Mo Chonglou didn't believe it at first, but after taking a few sips now, he realized that the golden soup could actually affect his soul, and it made his soul more than double in size.And dyed it with the color of chaotic spiritual power.

Tang Xiaobai sat next to Mo Chonglou, and diligently put a piece of fried, roasted and stewed meat on the plate in front of Mo Chonglou.

"Mr. Mo, try this. Well, I just think that there is a lot of aura here, and it might be good for you to make something that nourishes the soul. And didn't you say that chaotic spiritual power is necessary to become a Da Luo Jinxian. I don't know what will happen in the future. Can I still encounter so much chaotic spiritual power, but now that I have encountered it, I just think, just think..."

Mo Chonglou paused, put down the bowl in his hand, embraced the person beside him, and said in a low voice, "I really want to swallow you up."

Tang Xiaobai: ...

"So caring, it makes me so happy that I wish I could hide you."

Tang Xiaobai froze for a moment, his face was on fire.But I was thinking in my heart: He didn't do anything.He just thinks that since he likes and loves, he should be more kind to others.What's more, he could feel that the man in front of him actually liked him very much.That being the case, when he is unwilling to let go, when he doesn't want to let go.He will use every method he can achieve to pamper this man who also pampers him.

Tang Xiaobai hesitated for a few seconds, then raised his hand and gently hugged the man who was hugging him.

The man didn't seem to expect him to do this, paused, and said in a low voice: "Madam, don't tempt me."

Tang Xiaobai quickly withdrew his hand in fright.

"Hehe..." Mo Chonglou's deep and magnetic laughter rippling in his chest and also rippling in Tang Xiaobai's heart.

After waking up, Zhong Yixiu, Hua Yongchun and Yi Feichen looked at each other, looked at the failed alchemy furnace calmly, took a few mouthfuls of spiritual food calmly, and then continued to work.

It was as if the seductive scent in the air had nothing to do with them.

After Wang Heng jumped up, he searched around with Wu Yang and others from the same sect, and when he came back, he brought back a lot of spiritual fruits collected from vines.Although I don't know him, his spiritual power is very strong.

When night fell, the disciples of the Nine Heavens Palace finally waited until their grand elder and husband finished spreading the dog food and finished their sumptuous, mouth-watering dinner.That's when you push me, and I push yours to surround you.

A group of personal disciples are responsible for taking the lead and maintaining order.

Although many people want to replace what the elders ate just now, such as the battered noodles, squirrel mandarin fish, roast chicken, assorted seafood, assorted pork, etc. left on the table.However, no one dared to speak in the face of the First Elder, who felt very oppressive just by sitting there.

So, in the end, everyone could only exchange what Tang Shixiu had.

"Junior Sister Liu and Senior Brother Wang actually exchanged the acacia for the spiritual food?! They have exchanged so much. Even if they eat it every day, they can eat it for a month. If I had known that the acacia was useful, I would have picked it too. I made a mistake."

"The key is that the acacia can at least wash clothes, what can the dogtail grass do? Why can it be exchanged for so many spiritual meals?"

"Idiot, what you call dog's tail grass was one of the five grains in ancient times. It is the millet of the country and the country. Oh, it is commonly known as millet, understand?"

"..." The young disciple who complained was stunned: I don't know what the hell.

The person who just explained shook his head speechlessly, and couldn't help educating: "How did you pass the usual culture class? This, this is also common sense."

"Brother, what do you mean by hesitation? Are you lying?"

"Get lost." The brother who had just finished educating people curled his lips and said in his heart: He also learned about some ancient crop knowledge from time-travel novels on the Internet.It was not taught in culture class.

"Senior Brother Qin is from the land of Qin. It is not surprising that millet is still grown there." Another disciple said.

The disciple who complained before said: "I will definitely study more when I go back. Brother Zhou, please rest assured."

"I need to read more books. Otherwise, others can gather foxtails and mugwort to exchange for spiritual food. And I got it. Let's..."

"..." When I said this, I was really depressed!Many disciples feel angry at the 'treachery' of some disciples.I also feel ashamed for my own ignorance.

Just when the people who exchanged things in front were dispirited, rumors spread among the crowd that some disciples exchanged a bunch of dandelions, alfalfa, and things like iron broom seedlings, wild onions, or wild garlic, which are common outside, for a bunch of delicacies.

Disciples from the 'city' ╰_╯: What's so amazing about the rural ones?

"The brain is a good thing." Mo Chonglou glanced lightly at some of the disciples whose eyes showed envy and jealousy after seeing others exchange inconspicuous things for spiritual food beyond everyone's imagination, and said in a cold voice.

Envious and jealous disciple: ...

"It seems that Tongshan's education has failed."

Disciples: ...

The belated disciple took a peek at Mo Chonglou, who had closed his eyes, and felt that this group of people seemed to have caused trouble for the suzerain unknowingly.

Wang Heng outside the crowd: It turns out that these things can also be exchanged for spiritual meals, and I will pick them at the place I just checked in a while, and there are a lot of mugwort, dandelions and iron brooms there.

"Someone is here." Tang Xiaobai had just changed the spiritual meal for the people of Jiuxiao Palace, and planned to make another batch while it was still early.Mo Chonglou opened his eyes after closing his eyes to rest his mind.

Tang Xiaobai stopped and looked at Mo Chonglou.

Mo Chonglou glanced at the group of sword cultivators, Wang Heng and others immediately understood, and then led the talisman cultivators to disperse the array cultivators.

"Don't worry about them." Mo Chonglou said lightly to Tang Xiaobai, "It will take time for them to really get here. The chaotic spiritual power of the barbaric secret realm can increase the chaotic spiritual power of the spirit meal. Make more here. Wrong. Others should repair the practice."

The remaining disciples: "Yes."

Tang Xiaobai nodded, but still couldn't help asking: "Are there many people?"

"...Hundreds of people." In fact, he felt that it was at least close to a thousand.

Fat sheep