The first little white face in the Three Realms

Although the process is completely different from what I expected, the various drafts that I made before are completely useless, but no matter what, the hidden danger of lying in Xie Randeng's heart is gone when he speaks clearly in this way. I breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Qingyao watched her husband's gloomy eyes disappear completely, then Xie Randeng took out a round, pitch-black cauldron from the storage bag: "Today's cultivation has increased, we have to eat something good to celebrate But before that we have to have a hearth."

Those things that people can be happy in this world are nothing more than eating, drinking, and having fun. Xie Randeng is a master of eating, drinking, and playing. As long as he has the conditions, he will never treat himself badly.Even if you reach the world of comprehension, it will not change in any way.

Xie Randeng was not prepared to bother others. He chose the husband and wife to take a ride by himself, on the one hand, to better understand this snow-covered ridge, and on the other hand, to exercise himself.

The stove is very simple to build. Xie Randeng drew a picture and calculated the style and corresponding quantity of bricks and stones needed with a few strokes.

"For the time being, half belongs to you, and half belongs to me."

Xie Randeng divided the picture into two parts: "According to my request, let's use local materials directly."

Living on the mountain is full of stones, and there is no need to pull them from other places or spend Lingshi to buy them.

Xie Randeng has a strong execution ability and does what he says.He slashed at the stone, trying to mobilize the spiritual power in his meridians according to the manual, then gather the spiritual power, concentrate it on one point, and then release it.

Crash, a white light fell on the rock, smashed a small hole, and some small gravel fell.Xie Randeng let out a long sigh of relief. He didn't expect to be able to succeed perfectly this time, but the attempt was obviously effective.

He took out a small foldable bench from his storage ring, which was specially made by a carpenter. It was small and would not take up space in the storage room.

Pulling the four legs supported by the small bench, Xie Randeng sat down firmly. He concentrated his energy and slowly polished the rocks fixed on the mountain.

He didn't need to use other tools, simply cut their edges and corners with spiritual power, turning them into the square bricks he wanted.

Luo Qingyao also moved a small bench and sat down. If Xie Randeng was not happy, he would actually prefer to sit on his husband's lap.

The stone chopped by Xie Randeng is placed on the left, and Luo Qingyao's is placed on the right. It is also a small competition to see who is faster between the two.

Luo Qingyao asked: "Whoever is faster, will there be a reward?"

Xie Randeng was stunned for a moment, it was just for fun, what reward could there be.

"Who is rewarded for eating the first bite?"

"Husband, let's eat first." Luo Qingyao didn't care that much about what he ate, and generously expressed his willingness to let Xie Randeng eat all the good things first.

He was not interested in this prize, so he actively offered ideas: "Then if I win, my husband will give me a kiss; if I lose, I will give my husband a kiss."

Xie Randeng: ... Is there any difference between the two?

"It's up to you." He finally agreed to this ridiculous bet.

Xie Randeng is more meticulous. Although the movement is a bit slow, the product is perfect.And Luo Qingyao's advantage lies in his high cultivation base and great strength. As a monk in the foundation establishment period, his spiritual power must be higher than that of Xie Randeng, and it is not twice as high.

Xie Randeng focused on dealing with the stone, while Luo Qingyao mainly looked at her husband's more and more beautiful face, raising her hand from time to time, and after a while, the stone fell down with a clatter.

The first stone that met Xie Randeng's requirements appeared, and the second one appeared...

A hill of bricks and stones was piled up around Xie Randeng, neatly stacked together, there are more on Luo Qingyao's side, but he always pays attention to the quantity on both sides, Xie Randeng's side is not enough, he Just sneak a piece in to achieve an absolute balance on both sides.

Luo Qingyao followed Xie Randeng, and he was good at arithmetic.

No matter who wins or loses between the two of them, there can only be one kiss, but if there is a tie, he can take advantage of this opportunity to kiss twice openly!

It took longer to get the stones than to build the stove, and when the bricks and stones were all polished, the stove was built quickly.

The tools are there, and the next step is the ingredients.

"Almost all the food in the mortal world was eaten up by us on the way here, so I kept a piece or two as a souvenir."

Apart from nodding his head, Luo Qingyao had no other opinions. Anyway, he listened to his husband and followed him to have meat.

Xie Randeng didn't expect him to come up with any constructive suggestions. He didn't have a whim, but planned it early.

"The Lingmi in the cafeteria is good, but the meat dishes are not very good. Let's have someone bring the Lingmi directly later."

He has the spirit pattern number of the monk who cooks the spiritual food. When he was at the foot of the mountain, he said that he can convey any news through the sound transmission jade given by the sect.

It's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. I don't know if it's because the people of Wuji Sect only care about cultivation, and the taste of those spiritual foods is really not good.

When climbing the ladder before, the two of them cooked and ate casually better than Wujizong's cook. As long as there are raw materials, go down to eat, it's better to cook by yourself.

For a picky young master like Xie Randeng, eating those things is really wronged him.

Luo Qingyao said: "Why don't you go and tell the master nephew or Fu Qing to ask him to find us a good cook?"

His husband's hands are for enjoyment, not for barbecue.

"Alright, I'll let them know."

He sent a message to Fu Qing, expressing his opinion tactfully.

The latter immediately responded with a message: "This is not a big problem. In the world of self-cultivation, there are all kinds of cultivation. There are chefs who specialize in cooking skills. The cooking skills will definitely satisfy you, Master Uncle."

Cultivators should not pay too much attention to the desire of food and drink, always thinking about enjoyment, it is difficult to go long on the road of cultivation.

But for most sword cultivators, the two master uncles cannot be compared with ordinary monks.

After a while, Fu Qing said: "I told the head of the sect, we will invite the monks of the Wuwei sect to come in a few days, and then the master and uncle will appreciate it to the fullest, and if they think it is good, our sect will try to keep people as much as possible. "

The kitchen repair has its own sect, and if you want to invite a suitable cook, you must spend a lot of spirit stones, but this is not important, the money can be taken from the account of the Supreme Elder, he has such qualifications and privileges.

The Supreme Elder suddenly accepted two people as disciples. Not everyone in the sect was happy. After all, monks are also human beings, and as human beings, they will have their own selfishness more or less.

Luo Qingyao and Xie Randeng have only been in the sect for a day, and they are still two mortals. Even if they are highly talented, it will take a long process to catch up with others.

But yesterday's Luo Qingyao shocked everyone with his terrifying advancement speed.Even if he was delayed in the mortal world and his starting point was still low, this terrifying speed was enough for him to surpass other good seedlings in a short time.

What's more, how old is Luo Qingyao, less than 20 years old. To a cultivator, 20 years is as short as a flick of a finger. The time he wasted in the mortal world is nothing at all.

The head told Fu Qing: "During this time, you should focus on the two of them, find an opportunity to take them to practice together, and let them have a sense of belonging to the Promise Sect as soon as possible."

Fu Qing, as the eldest disciple of Jindan Late Stage, hadn't led a monk who had just established a foundation or was in the Qi Refining stage for a long time.

But this time, he agreed without much hesitation. Seeing that Luo Qingyao had a bright future, they would never neglect these two people, and they must not make people think that the elder Taishang was unreliable.

Let Luo Qingyao and Xie Randeng know that there are many benefits to being the disciple of the Supreme Elder.

As for where to find fresh raw materials, Xie Randeng looked at the snow-covered mountain peaks. There are many jumping spirit beasts here, and the meat is delicious.

In terms of hunting, Xie Randeng is not as strong as Luo Qingyao. Obviously, as a child of an aristocratic family, he has received systematic studies since he was a child, and he was taught by a famous teacher with high martial arts skills.But Xie Randeng, taught by a famous teacher, is not as strong as Luo Qingyao, who is tossing around casually.

Thanks to Ran Deng, I don't care about these, and it's meaningless to compare with others.He just needs to beat himself.

There is an extra stove on the snow-covered mountain that has not been fired for a long time, and the white smoke is mixed with the pungent and intoxicating aroma, which is full of human fireworks.

"It's so fragrant, it smells very rich in aura."

Some people who know how to eat swallowed their saliva, and tried their best to smell the aroma of the food blown by the wind.

But the more they smell it, the hungrier they get, and the more they smell it, the more they want to eat.

This scent is so domineering, it penetrated into their nostrils forcefully and refused to dissipate for a long time.

It is a smell of roasting on the fire, and the smoke is lingering. It can not only dry the meat, but also slowly ooze the fat from the fur of the ingredients.

The bad thing was not done by one person. Someone swallowed his saliva and his eyes turned green: "This meat tastes like a crane?"

The crane who undertook the communication work has cultivated a body of beautiful and firm meat, which is firm and delicious.

But under normal circumstances, they would not do anything with the cranes. After all, these are the precious property of the sect, and it would cost a lot of money to raise one. Things, that can be punished.

If it is serious, you have to think about the cliff and the wall.That place is not easy, even a monk whose body is hundreds or thousands of times stronger than a human being can only carry it by himself on the Siguo Cliff where there is a barrier to suppress the realm.

Luo Qingyao squatted in front of the simple table, constantly turning the long stick in his hand.

The lottery is ready-made, and Xie Randeng carries it with him at any time, and various seasonings are also prepared in the storage ring.

"The meat will be ready soon."

Luo Qingyao wiped his hands with the thing tied to the crane's paw. This crane flew in from outside. It was used by someone to send a message. The recipient written on the letter paper was the name of his husband Xie Randeng.

The person who wrote the letter was his husband's first fiancee.

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