Waste wood knows everything

In the end, Siran still didn't implement his spiritual root stimulation plan.

The main issue is the spiritual item. Each matching item can only be used once. If you want to be fine, you can absorb some attribute power, and you have to find more combinations. It is laborious and time-consuming, and it is not worthwhile.

Hey, the little goblin is not so easy to bring, it hurts the body!

Siran sighed for a long time, and didn't wait for any emotion from the spiritual root. He thought that the five-element spiritual root probably went to sleep again, but at least the previous little demon... the previous spiritual thing was not in vain. The activation degree of 0.1% came down.

A pile of spiritual objects on the ground lost their original attribute power, and their color became darker, so they were swept up into a pile and set on fire, so as not to spread it and harm some new alchemist.

In the center of the stone cave painted light brown, there is a bunch of jumping multicolored flames, probably due to the different colors and varieties of fuel, the color of the flames is also extraordinarily enchanting.

After the pile of spiritual objects had been burnt clean, Siran collected the ashes and put them back in the forest for fertilizer at some point.

The spiritual power in the body ceases to circulate on its own all the time. Although the speed of absorbing spiritual energy is not as exaggerated as that of Yunmo Tianling, it is enough to surprise Si Ran. He hummed a little song and sat on his big bed for the first time On the bed, he practiced cross-leggedly for an hour.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that after this hour of practice, the spiritual power in the body finally accumulated to a critical point, climbing up from the sixth level of Qi Refining to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Si Ran sighed unceasingly, feeling that he had used the word "climbing" extremely well.

The last time this body advanced was almost two years ago.

Calculated, it took half a year to refine the first floor, one year for the second floor, one and a half years for the third floor, two years for the fourth floor, two and a half years for the fifth floor, and three years for the sixth floor. The sequence of numbers really makes obsessive-compulsive disorder comfortable.

But, the seventh level of Qi refining is actually a hurdle in every big realm, not only relying on accumulation, but also requires some spirituality, and after the seventh level, each level is several times more difficult than before.

If there is no such thing as spiritual root activation, it will take at least ten years for Siran to cross this level.

Siran stretched happily, determined to have a good celebration.

The way to celebrate this is nothing more than going out to have a meal. After all, there are no entertainment facilities he is familiar with in this cultivation world. Food can give people a sense of happiness.

Speaking of food, I have to say that this Bigu Dan is really a product of evil.

Eating one grain can keep you from being hungry for several days, and it has no taste in itself, swallowing it dryly, even the stomach that enjoys delicious food has betrayed!

It has been almost a week since Siran came to the cultivation world. He took three low-level bigu pills, one of which can last for two days. He didn't even have a single bit of normal food in the cultivation world. Doubt about life.

It's like eating hot pot potato chips, grilled chicken with cold skin, fried skewers, braised meat, milk tea, grilled fish, pancakes and fruits——

Siran licked his lips, isn't it written in the novels that the food with rich aura in the cultivation world is extra delicious?Presumably the delicacies made with the ingredients here will also be extraordinarily delicious.

He went out with full of anticipation, went down to Linguan Peak, asked the boy who rented the white bird for a map of Jianzong, stroked the hair on the top of the little white bird, thought about the food absently, and swayed It landed on the small market on the map that looked extraordinarily perfunctory.

When the bird landed, the little white bird chirped loudly uncharacteristically, and suddenly felt a little puzzled, but felt itchy in the palm of his hand. He opened his hand and saw a few white hairs lying there pitifully.

The little white bird hung its head, and Doudou's eyes were full of anger.

Siran was silent for a moment, and said affectionately: "How can you lose your hair at such a young age?"

Little White Bird: "???"

The little white bird cursed loudly: "Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!"

Feeling guilty, Siran put the hair on the top of the head back on the little white bird's head, and ran away in a hurry, leaving a dazed little white bird shaking its head, and a few white hairs floated down slowly.

He turned a corner, and the wet soil under his feet was replaced by bluestone slabs.

In front of you is Jianzong's market. Looking around, there are rows of small gray shops that meet the aesthetics of obsessive-compulsive disorder on both sides of the road. There are very few open shops, and it looks particularly desolate.

Si Ran was dumbfounded, and based on the simple idea of ​​coming, he insisted on finding an open restaurant, pushed open the dusty door in front of him, and walked in cautiously.

The young man lying behind the counter lazily raised his eyelids: "Hey, the shift change is here? Why did you come so early today, could it be—"

Siran and the young man looked at each other for a moment.

The young man swished his head up: "Who are you? You came to fight? Fuck it, I knew that guy was causing trouble for me again!"

Siran took a step back, looked up at the plaque outside, gritted his teeth and stepped in again, and said seriously: "I thought your place was... a restaurant?"

The young man was about to draw out his sword, and he was stunned when he heard the words: "It is..."

Siran said dumbly: "I'm here for dinner."

Young man: "For dinner?"

Siran hesitated and said, "Yes..."

The two looked at each other again for a moment, and were silent for a few seconds.

The young man rushed over, and Siran took a few steps back in shock, and almost ran away, but the young man dragged Siran into the shop affectionately, and said emotionally, "It's been open for half a year. You are still the first guest!"

Siran: "..."

My friend, what you said sounds very bad.

Silan was pushed down on one of the few chairs in the restaurant by the young man in a daze. There was really only a young man in this restaurant, not even a waiter serving food.

The young man asked enthusiastically, "How do you want to eat?"

Siran was afraid that this was a black shop, so he asked cautiously: "Do you have a menu here?"

"Dish, menu?" The young man was stunned for a moment, then turned around and fiddled with the cabinet, and took out a piece of tattered paper, and put it in front of Siran, "Of course, this is it, how do you see it?"

Siran took a closer look, the paper was not good, and the characters were not bad. There were six large characters of "boiled", "clear stewed" and "braised in soy sauce" vertically.

Siran was puzzled: "That's it?"

The young man nodded: "Yes!"

"No, what do you boil? What do you stew? What do you braise?" Siran pointed to the menu, "How do I know what ingredients you have?"

The young man was surprised: "Huh? Didn't you bring the prey over after hunting yourself, and we will help you deal with it? Spiritual beast meat below the fourth rank is fine~"

After some conversations between the chicken and the duck, Siran was shocked to find that the restaurant on Jianzong's side was really horrible and outrageous!

This is not a restaurant, isn't this just a pot!

According to the young man, the restaurants and restaurants here are like this. Most of them are sword cultivators who left a lot of meat after hunting, and they don’t know how to deal with it, so they come here to help. cooked.

The meat of some grades of spirit beasts is rich in aura, and if you have nothing to eat, it can be equivalent to ordinary spirit gathering pills.

Siran also carefully inquired about their method, and found that the boiled water is really boiled with water, and the clear stew is boiled for a longer time. The stewed meat is aimed at those fat beasts. After the oil is boiled, continue to cook, and there is no addition in the whole process. Green and healthy.

Siran murmured, "Don't you eat vegetables?"

"Vegetables? Lingzhi?" The young man said with a smile, "For Lingzhi, you can either refine it into a elixir, or eat it directly. That thing is not as indigestible as untreated spirit beast meat. Some Taoist friends The skills I practice are peculiar, my digestion ability is strong, I can eat the meat of spirit beasts directly, and I don’t even need to deal with them.”

With a gloomy face, Siran looked at the young man faintly.

The young man was full of enthusiasm: "How is it?"

Siran said sadly: "Goodbye, I'm leaving, maybe this is the last time we meet..."

The young man was stunned: "Hey, what's the matter, this guest? Don't, don't leave. Our method of processing spirit beast meat here is first-class! The price is absolutely affordable!"

Siran dragged his heavy steps back to Linguan Peak.

He was wrong, he shouldn't have any expectations of Jianzong's food culture.

Rather than expecting a group of sword repairers to make delicious food, it is better to expect them to start a side business and improve the taste of Bigu Dan.

It's just that I'm still very hungry.

Not physically hungry, but spiritually hungry.

Tears were about to flow from the corners of his mouth.

Siran asked: [Shu'er, do you have a recipe! 】

Baoshu responded cheerfully: [Yes, there are all kinds of them in all worlds, and they also come with various cooking tips. 】

Siran wiped the corner of his mouth: [The modern world is enough, by the way, is there any seasoning in this world, such as onion, ginger and garlic? 】

Baoshu: [After all, there are two worlds, no one is exactly the same, but there are substitutes, and the taste and appearance are not much different. 】

okay.

Siran is determined to embark on a road of self-reliance and sustainable development.

He set his sights on the large forest on Linguan Peak. When he was collecting spirits everywhere, he saw many spirit beasts in this forest. They are all plump and look extraordinarily delicious.

Siran was gearing up to walk into the forest. Driven by the delicious food, he was full of pride in his heart. He forcibly suppressed his covetousness and took a light step, moving into the depths of the forest bit by bit.

Walking and walking, before seeing the spirit beast, an exceptionally beautiful spirit plant suddenly appeared in front of him.

The color of this spiritual plant is extremely bright, and it is incompatible with other spiritual plants around. It has turquoise branches, with a little gold shining on it, and each of the five leaves has a different color. The red, orange, yellow, green, and blue are almost blinding. .

The most special thing is the flower at the top. There are seven petals in total, and each petal is a colorful color.

Si Ran twitched the corner of his mouth, and pointed at the spiritual plant in front of him tremblingly: "I, why do I think it looks familiar?"