Rebirth Cultivation Food for Heaven

"Mu Qi, did you hear that there are distinguished guests who want to stay in the hotel, why don't you hurry up and tidy up the yard and come out." Si Weiqian said leisurely.

"Yes, old ancestor." Sim Muqi said calmly and respectfully to Ye, "Guest officer, the villain will guide you."

Ye calmly looked at Si Weiqian behind the screen, and the purple figure was shadowy by the window, so magnificent that he lost his mind for a moment.

"Guest officer?" Sim Muqi boldly took a step forward, blocking his gaze from staring at the ancestor.

Ye calmly lowered his head and said gently: "Okay, I will let Fellow Daoist Si see my sincerity."

After speaking, he followed Simu Qi downstairs.

Si Weiqian sneered, took out another jade cup, sipped it in small sips, and continued to lean against the window.

But after a while, a strange voice came from my ear.

At first it was just whispering, Mei Lang teased, Si Weiqian frowned and held back, but soon came the sound of kisses, and the tender tenderness of the young man.

Who else could make such a strange sound except the man from the Hehuan Sect next to him!

Si Weiqian glared angrily, but blushed instantly.

The screen, as thin as cicada's wings, couldn't stop the beauty, Si Weiqian could see it clearly.

The young man straddled the man's lap, his lower body was tightly attached to the base of the man's thigh, his legs were white and tender, his legs were bare, his upper body's clothes had been taken down to his waist, hanging loosely, like a white lotus root. arms wrapped around the man's neck.In stark contrast, the man's clothes were still neat, only his trousers were a little off.

The young man was shaking vigorously, and the blood-thumping gasps came out of his throat, which was simply unsightly.

The man just supported the boy's waist, enjoying the joy the boy brought him motionless.

Although it is a private seat, it is only separated by a screen. Did this person not even throw away a soundproof cover, so he just went straight to the battle with a gun?How shameless!

Si Weiqian had never seen this kind of live erotic palace before, he didn't want to listen to it, but the euphoric moan was like a magic sound piercing his ears.

Let's go, if there is suspicion of trying to cover up, stay, he doesn't have the habit of listening to the foot of the bed, he is in a dilemma for a while.

At this moment, the man suddenly turned his head and smiled in Si Weiqian's direction. Even though there was a screen blocking him, he could still feel the evil spirit in his smile.

Si Weiqian was furious, couldn't take it any longer, and left in a huff.

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At night, Si Weiqian fell into a drowsy sleep for half the night, and woke up in the second half of the night.

I still remember the days when he was just reborn, he couldn't sleep every day and night, and he couldn't believe that Ye Congrong would be so heartless. Sadness, pain, and despair entangled him, and after a few days, he was ashamed.

But the facts are in front of his eyes, rebirth is not for him to give up on himself, and slowly he cheers up, starts to face himself again, and starts to practice again.

At the same time, he sealed his heart with ice, not allowing himself to degenerate again, only occasionally dreaming back in the middle of the night, he would think of every bit of Yin Rong.

At first, he thought about taking revenge on Ye Congrong, and even sneaked into Tiandimen several times to check his whereabouts.

But then suddenly one day, Simu Qi came to him with a bowl of calming soup: "Old Ancestor, I think you have been restless recently, have you worked too hard? I specially asked Ah Yuan to cook a bowl of soothing soup. Drink and watch."

Looking at this bowl of sweet soup and Si Muqi's concerned expression, Si Weiqian's nose felt sour.

He is no longer Yin Rong, but Si Weiqian, the head of the Si family, why bother to let himself be trapped in the hatred of his previous life and torture himself?

In an instant, he suddenly understood.

He made up his mind to let go of the past as Si Weiqian and live a good life.

Maybe because Ye Congrong reappeared today, Si Weiqian had nightmares most of the night.

"Your Nascent Soul is half-completed, which is just right. I don't want anything. I want your baby to be drugged, and Xiao Ye will be saved! Quickly dig it out and give it to me!" In the nightmare, Ye Congrong's face was grim.

The bloody fetus was cut out of the body abruptly, and was thrown into the scalding medicine cauldron with a thin scream.

Waking up from the nightmare, Si Weiqian sneered and sat on the bed for a while, rubbing his temples, unwilling to think about it.

The night outside the window was as cold as water, Si Weiqian looked at the bright full moon, without any warning, he became greedy.

What's worse than waking up in the middle of the night with nothing to eat?

Yin Rong had a bad habit of being greedy in his previous life, and whenever he was free, he would always look for something delicious, but now he was reborn as Si Weiqian, it was a surprise.

As a result, the more he ate, the more his mouth became dangling, and the things made by others could no longer meet his requirements, so he had to do it himself to satisfy this mouth.

He put on a coat, took advantage of the moonlight, and came to the kitchen.

Although the dishes made in God of Cooking Space are more delicious, the less people discover the better, so he still often cooks in the kitchen.

The God of Kitchen space can be called a universal space. You can grow fruits and vegetables, raise livestock, fish and poultry, and marinate and ferment it. The time can be adjusted freely. It can not only permanently store fresh ingredients, but also cultivate millennium Lingbao ingredients. .There is only one prerequisite, that is, it must be related to food.

But in this vast world, what can't be eaten?

When he came to the kitchen, Si Weiqian rummaged around and found some winter bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, chicken, etc. that were extra during the day. He thought for a while and took out some pork from the chef's space.

The fat and the thin each took half, turned their hands over, and a knife appeared in their hands.

This knife looks ordinary, with a bright silver surface and a faint fluorescent light, it is extremely sharp, and the end of the handle is engraved with the word "Si".This is a magic weapon specially used for cooking ingredients, and it has been passed down by the Si family until now. It is called the Taotie treasure knife, and it is a set with the Taotie treasure pot and the Taotie treasure spoon.

The Si family's secret method of cultivation is based on food, and cooking food is practice.

Si Weiqian threw the gluttonous knife into the air, fixed the suspended pork with his left hand, and controlled the precious knife with his right hand. Every time his fingers flicked, the precious knife cut once, and his five fingers flew like plucking the strings of a piano. There was a rattling sound, and pieces of willow leaves fell into the bowl, neatly arranged.

Wash and chop the winter bamboo shoots and shiitake mushrooms, chop the chicken into cubes, and take out a small piece of ham from the space and cut it into thin shreds.

This ham is all marinated in the chef's space. It is bright in color, salty and delicious, ruddy like fire, and it is priceless.

Si Weiqian's spiritual power condensed in the palm of his hand, and a ball of fire appeared in his palm with a bang, and he flicked it casually, floating on the bottom of the pot.

Roll the pork in boiling water, put it in the pot, sprinkle with autumn oil and stir-fry until it is half-cooked, then add ham and other ingredients and seasonings into the pot, pour in sesame oil, and it is already fragrant before it comes out of the pot overflow.

Put it out of the pan and put it on a plate, and a plate of random home-cooked fried meat is ready. It is salty and tender, with a lustrous color, fresh chicken, seasoned ham, crisp and tender winter bamboo shoots, and fragrant mushrooms.

Si Weiqian was in a very good mood, every cooking was a pleasure, he took out a pot of wine he brewed, dragged a stool at random, and started eating in the kitchen.

Just after eating a piece of meat, he noticed something strange outside the kitchen, a powerful aura stopped in the courtyard, Si Weiqian's face sank, and his good mood was immediately ruined.

He put down his chopsticks and flew into the courtyard.

"I don't rest in the middle of the night, Daoist friends are in good spirits." Si Weiqian landed in the courtyard and taunted him.

Under the moonlit night, Ye Congrong was as handsome as a noble son. He smiled slightly and said, "Didn't fellow Daoist Si also sleep? Ye Mou smelled the fragrance and couldn't control himself, so he came here looking for it. Fellow Daoist really deserves his reputation, although I haven't tasted the handicrafts of fellow daoists, but the color, fragrance and fragrance alone have reached the extreme."

He has not changed at all, he can speak eloquently, his tongue is as bright as a flower, he can lift people up to the sky if he wants to boast, and he can trample people down forever if he wants to destroy them.

I used to be lost in this shallow smile and gentle words, but now it sounds like there is only endless sadness in my heart.

"Boring." Si Weiqian flicked his sleeves.

In exchange for the word boring, Ye Congrong showed embarrassment, but looking at Si Weiqian under the moonlit night, his expression was suddenly dull, and he was lost in a daze.

A sense of familiarity haunted him.

Si Weiqian was displeased: "What are you looking at?"

"Si Daoyou, have you and I met before?"

"Fellow Daoist, friendship is not like that."

Ye Congrong was ridiculed until his face turned blue and pale, but he still held up a smile: "It's Ye who lost his composure. I don't know why seeing fellow daoists reminds me of an old friend."

Si Weiqian's heart trembled, did he find out?

But then he continued to sneer. When Yin Rong first met Ye Congrong, Ye Congrong also said "We seem to have known each other, but we hate seeing each other later" to win his favor.

Is this the old trick now?Decades have passed, and his tricks have not improved at all.

Seeing that Si Weiqian didn't speak, Ye calmly said again: "Fellow Daoist Si, Ye Mou sincerely asks for help, and I also ask you to have a benevolent heart and help."

benevolent?Is he benevolent now?His benevolence has been eaten by him!

But let's listen to what he will say, if he is kind, then Yin Rong deserves to die, if he is not kind, I will be unrighteous.

"Tell me about it."

Ye Congrong seemed to have a turning point when he heard it: "The thing is like this. There is an elder in the family who was seriously injured in a fight with others a while ago. Although the injury was barely healed, the soul was seriously damaged. He took a lot of panacea and it still didn't improve. I heard that It is said in the Si family that the tonic soup has the effect of nourishing the soul, so I implore fellow Taoists to come to my Tiandimen and cook the tonic soup, Ye and the Tiandimen will be very grateful."

elder?The person Ye Congrong took care of in the palm of his hand was indeed an elder in terms of seniority.

Barely healed?Was it healed by taking the Buyuan Pill that fused with his own baby?Thinking of all the things in the past, Si Weiqian had the urge to cry aloud, to exchange his life for his life, who would he cry about this kind of grievance?

This person is still appearing in front of him, begging for nourishing soup from his reborn self, what a twist of fate!

The ten-flavored tonic soup prepared by the secret method of the Si family and the treasures of heaven and earth do have the effect of invigorating qi, invigorating the spirit and tonifying the essence. Each of them is comparable to an elixir, but why?

"Oh? And what about the reward?"

He answered so directly, Ye Congrong was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said: "As long as the Heaven and Earth Sect can afford it, you can take it, or the secrets of exercises, except for the core secrets, you can read it as you want, or you can read it." I want rare materials..."

"What a great skill." Si Weiqian interrupted him.

Ye calmly heard the sarcasm in his tone: "Fellow Daoist, you might as well speak up if you want anything."

Si Weiqian's bright eyes looked him up and down, and finally landed on a jade talisman on his waist. This jade talisman is not a top-grade magic weapon, but a protective jade talisman that can defend against attacks in the foundation-building period , It does not match Ye Congrong's identity.

"I want this jade talisman." Si Weiqian pointed his white jade-like fingers towards his waist.

Ye Congrong covered his waist, his face changed slightly, and he squeezed out a smile: "Fellow Daoist really likes to joke, what is the use of such a low-level magic weapon, if Fellow Daoist wants a magic weapon, I..."

"I just fell in love with this jade talisman." Si Weiqian said with a cold face.

Because this jade talisman was a token of love that the man gave him.In his previous life, Yin Rong had been curious about this jade talisman for a long time. He didn't understand what he was doing with it all day, as a late-stage alchemy monk. He accidentally touched it once, and Ye Congrong saw it, and he was furious. , almost shot him.

That was also the only time Ye Congrong said harsh words to Yin Rong, and he usually had a pleasant face, of course it was a fake one.

Ye calmly remained silent.

The jade around his waist, he has a good heart, he really doesn't want to give it up.

Si Weiqian's heart froze.

Forget it, why bother wading through this muddy water again in this life.

"Fellow Daoist doesn't even give up such a broken piece of jade, how can I believe in your huge promise." Si Weiqian deliberately belittled this piece of jade talisman, taking advantage of it to show his anger.

Ye Congrong's face changed, it was extremely ugly, but he still endured it: "I will try my best to meet the request of fellow Taoist, but this piece of jade..."

"I'm not interested in listening, please go back."

"Fellow Daoist Si!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Ye Congrong quickly stretched out his hand to pull him.

Si Weiqian flicked his sleeve, and a rainbow light flew out from the sleeve, hitting Ye Congrong's face directly.

Ye calmly withdrew and retreated, narrowly avoiding it.

The moment he approached, Si Weiqian's heart sank heavily as his breath approached, and the needle-like pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"If you keep pestering me, don't blame me for being rude! Our Si Weiqian is not only good at cooking!" Si Weiqian looked cold.

Ye calmly stood in the courtyard in a daze, watching Si Weiqian leave resolutely.

He lowered his head and walked slowly towards the guest room, the pain in his eyes was bottomless, and he murmured a name: "Arong..."

Back in the kitchen, Si Weiqian just stepped in with one foot and stopped at the door before lifting the other foot.

A man in a crimson robe embroidered with acacia sat on the seat where Si Weiqian sat just now, eating food and wine, enjoying himself.

"Tsk tsk, it tastes good." The man enjoyed himself.

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