Dust roots [comprehension]

On the wall where the window was, a door opened.

It is a pair of wooden doors, similar to the shape of the first floor. The two wooden doors are opened, and a mahogany ladder is connected underneath, leading to the cloud-shrouded depth on the opposite side.

Song Huaichen walked to the door with his blood-dripping bird in his hand, and looked out. The clouds and mists were so thick that he couldn't see the scenery on the other side, only the sound of the waves could be heard.

"Go out and have a look?" Song Huaichen suggested.

"Obviously they want us to go out." Hua Chi stepped forward, "Go out and have a look."

The things on the first floor are movable, and the second floor is clean and tidy. The Wanwu Arsenal this time is completely different from the last time I came here. Lu Tingyun thought about it, and the only thing that caused the change was the three people from Wuxiang Hall. Seeing them now If you have to say it, Lu Tingyun will naturally not object.only--

"What are you doing with this?" Lu Tingyun pointed to Song Huaichen's hand, "Eat?"

There was a pool of blood on the ground, which was the only filth in the neat medicine hall. Song Huaichen couldn't see it, so he performed a trick to clean it up, and stuffed the bloody corpse in his hands into the sumi bag: "It's very difficult caught."

He seemed to answer the question, but he gave Lu Tingyun an affirmative answer.

What else could Lu Tingyun say?He said "Oh", and followed Song Huaichen up the ladder.

The ladder is as wide as the door and can accommodate two people side by side.

Song Huaichen took a step aside, turned sideways at the same time, and looked at Lu Tingyun with a smile.

Lu Tingyun understood his waiting, took a step forward, and stood side by side with Song Huaichen.

There was a vast white fog in front of his eyes, a sea of ​​clouds under his feet, the sound of the tide came from afar, the wind was strong in the air, and the mahogany ladder swayed, Song Huaichen looked back, Zhu Yi led Bai Jian to walk steadily, the two of them Behind him, Hua Chi waved at them, signaling that he would take care of the two in front.

Song Huaichen turned his head and heard Lu Tingyun ask with some hesitation and abruptly: "How should the pheasant be cooked? Steamed, braised, or deep-fried?"

Lu Tingyun, who has been bigu since he was a child, knows very little about cooking. The three cooking methods of braised in brown sauce, steamed and fried are only thought of by him after searching his stomach, and he only saw it with his own eyes after he met Song Huaichen.

Song Huaichen is good at cooking, and people in Wuxiang Temple also understand it. Huang Yaoshi loves to eat, so he understands it with a half-knowledge. Di Rongshan has a restaurant, so he can't understand it. I have dealt with firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Only him, Lu Tingyun, is a layman.

It feels terrible to be the only one who doesn't understand, especially what Song Huaichen is proficient in.

Lu Tingyun tried to get closer and learn.

Even though he knew it was nothing serious.

Song Huaichen was very surprised that Lu Tingyun would ask this. To a certain extent, Lu Tingyun was the most non-human among them.

"Steamed and braised in brown sauce is fine, but I used roasted ones in Wuxiang Temple."

The temple guards have a lot of free time. Occasionally, the members of the Yangwuxiang Temple will bring some materials and make a few kung fu dishes for everyone to try. This is also a way to pass the time.

The gods who have been bigu all the year round suddenly tasted the delicious fragrance of the slow-fired stew, and they were all astonished. They went to the sky to catch some rare and exotic animals for Song Huaichen to concoct. They were pushed to the next level.

The flying speed is very fast, and the flying bird is very high. It has not escaped the claws of the Wuxiang hall. Song Huaichen has made braised, steamed, and his favorite is roasted.

Remove the head and tail, remove the internal organs, soak in the sauce overnight, chop the spices, mix into the wind chestnut, stuff it into the belly of the pheasant, make it round, then sew it up, put it on the fire, and bake it until When the outer skin is light yellow, brush another layer of sauce and continue to bake until the outer skin is burnt yellow.

The aroma of sauce and meat, and the sweet aroma of chestnut are mixed together, making the gods waiting around salivate.

Song Huaichen didn't lower his voice when he spoke. The monks were all clear-eyed. Lou Yingxuan, who was walking with Huachi, said loudly, "Stop talking! I'm so hungry!"

After she finished speaking, the white fog in front of her eyes dissipated, and a small bonfire was burning in an open space. On the lotus leaves beside the bonfire were roasted chestnuts and dried spices.

Hua Chi glanced at her, and asked Lou Yingxuan with a smile: "Junior Sister Lou, your dream has come true, do you dare to eat it?"

Lou Yingxuan: "...don't dare."

This is a clearing in the woods. Looking back at the ladder, a section of red is poking straight in a daze. A foot away, clouds and mist suddenly appear and surround the ladder. Looking back, the ladder disappears, and the scenery of the forest is still there.

Song Huaichen took out the decapitated pheasant and put it by the campfire: "Give them a main course."

"Continue to move forward?" Di Rongshan glanced at the broken ladder in mid-air, and confirmed to Song Huaichen.

Song Huaichen nodded, and then Lu Ting said via voice transmission: "We are holding hands."

Lu Tingyun didn't realize it for a while, but seeing Song Huaichen's teasing expression, he knew he was talking about Di Rongshan, so he took a sneak peek and saw Di Rongshan and Gu Peining holding hands.

The female cultivator seemed very disturbed, as if she was unaware of her and Di Rongshan's actions, and seemed to be... used to it.

Lu Tingyun withdrew his gaze, his expression was subtle, and Song Huaichen said via voice transmission: "I heard that there are many beauties hidden in the room of the Pingyang City Lord?"

"His attitude towards those beauties is completely different from that towards Gu Peining." Song Huaichen thought about it carefully, he had never seen Di Rongshan and his beauties have any extraordinarily intimate actions, Di Rongshan deliberately let him see I don't know if the traces of joy and love are real or not.

With unserious thoughts in his mind, Song Huaichen followed the crowd to the forest, but before he walked far, the spiritual power fluctuated widely, and someone came.

Lu Tingyun recognized the owner of one of the spiritual powers: "It's Junior Brother Wu, Wu Busheng!"

The fluctuation of spiritual energy was obviously in the middle of a battle, Lu Tingyun rushed over without even thinking - he felt that he owed this junior too much, Song Huaichen held him down: "Wait!"

The fluctuation of spiritual power is very close, but they just can't see anyone!

Finally, people rushed out of the clouds and mist at the end of the ladder, and Gui Yizong's people almost huddled together and fell down. Birds chirped sharply, and behind them were streamers of red and green.I saw the light passing by, and there were many holes on the bodies of Gui Yizong. Some people wanted to push out the barrier, but the barrier was broken by the light before it was formed. Wu Busheng swung his sword to attack, but failed again and again. There was heavy smoke around Zhao Huo , the streamer flashed again and again, and the smoke was broken before it could condense into a beast shape.

"What the hell is this!" Zhao Huo yelled violently.

The red and green light made the sound of birdsong, and the wounds on their bodies did indeed look like they had been scratched by birds, but they couldn't see the birds, only the light.

"It's a bird! They're too fast!" Liu Qingyan shot out the sword screen, and a ray of light happened to hit it, and a bird's claw appeared after a pause when turning.

The feathers of the pheasant are red and green, and Lu Tingyun couldn't help guessing: "Is it a pheasant?"

Before he finished his sentence, Song Huaichen, who had been pressing his shoulders to avoid his impulsiveness, rushed out.

"Yes," it was Hua Chi who answered Lu Tingyun, he recognized them, "There are so many...it's troublesome."

There was a dead bird in the clearing.

Flybirds live in groups, and when a mate dies—whether it's a mate of the pack or not, they won't rest until they get revenge.

Song Huaichen rushed back to take the dead bird's body back into the sumeru bag, but unfortunately it was a step too late, the group of wild birds in the sky had already seen the corpse, the sound of birdsong suddenly became louder, all the birds stopped attacking, and they shook their wings in place, and everyone finally watched Knowing what was attacking them, but also realizing that the situation is not good.

"What happened to them?"

The big bird with fangs had red eyes, opened and closed its beak, and the fangs collided, making a piercing "aggressive" sound.

These birds were several times bigger than the one Zhu Yi killed, Lou Yingxuan took a breath, and they all came to Song Huaichen's side: "We killed a baby bird?"

Last time she ate in Wuxiang Temple, the size of the bird was also this size, and the speed of the bird couldn’t keep up with the monks of Wuxiang Hall. How could I know that the birds behind the light were so big? The members of Wuxiang Hall all picked the single ones.

Zhu Yi was still calm: "That's why my sword is faster than it."

He's attention was more focused on Song Huaichen.

Song Huaichen was on guard against the flock of birds that might attack at any time, and asked Hua Chi, "What should I do?" He had never encountered a group of live pheasants, and it was such a large group.

He also didn't dare to use the magic talisman, they were supposed to be on the second floor of Wanwu Bingku, but now they are in such a forest, who knows if the magic talisman is still the place he wants to go after going out.

"What else can I do?" Hua Chi slid a spiritual slick between his fingers, blending into the ground, and instantly the weeds grew wildly, and the trees sprouted. "If you can't run, you can only fight."

The pheasant seemed to understand Huachi's words, the largest one made a sharp cry, the green feathers on its body turned red, and the big red bird swooped down!

This time its speed was not fast, Hua Chi had time to urge the trees to weave a defensive net on its head, the bird opened its beak, and a red ball of light spit out, hit the branch with a bang, and exploded!

The ground shook, and the aftermath of spiritual power spread, leaking down through the gaps in the defense net, and the whole family fell on their backs.

"Small first-grade realm." Song Huaichen determined the cultivation level of 鹆鹆 from the diffused spiritual power, "Isn't the second-floor alien beast of Wanwu Arsenal a foundation-building cultivation level?"

Wu Busheng was pushed over by the aftermath just now, and added after hearing the words: "It is the worst foundation building." He asked, "What is the first rank?" He could only feel that the bird's cultivation base was higher than his.

Huang Yaoshi looked at him with pity: "It's a little bit stronger than Lianxu."

Wu Busheng: "..."

"Then they pecked us all the way to tease us?!"

"The pheasants are vegetarians, they just want to drive you away." Lou Yingxuan took a soft whip in her hand at some point, "It's hard to say now."

For the members of Wuxiang Hall, the cultivation base of the 鸜鹆 is not to be feared, but their speed is a headache.

Huang Yaoshi: "Is the drug effective for these birds?" The exercises practiced by the pharmacist have a bonus effect on the effects of various medicines, "I have fainted the beasts of the ninth rank."

Song Huaichen stretched out his hand to Lu Tingyun: "Let Huang Yaoshi try my token."