Rebirth Cultivation Food for Heaven

If Si Weiqian was a little famous in the cultivation world before, it can be said that he is famous now.

Improving the realm is the top priority for a cultivator. If you can understand something after eating a meal, then it is worth dying, not to mention eating the food made by Si Weiqian, it is a kind of enjoyment!

"It's so annoying!" Si Weiqian threw another crushed sound transmission talisman, "When I'm free and have nothing to do, can I be a helper?"

In one stick of incense time, he had already thrown a lot of broken jade talismans, all of which were passed in by Shiweitian. Either the Dong family came to ask for an interview, or the Xi family asked Si Weiqian to go out to take the spoon, and the threshold of saying that Shiweitian was changed several.

The people who used to eat for the sky only came to report once in ten days and a half months. Since Xiahou Yongyi's birthday banquet came back, Shiweitian has suddenly become the most lively place in the entire cultivation world. Everyone wants to get a touch of spiritual energy. This one Over the past month, the sound transmission symbols have been so frequent that there are a pile of them every day.

Prosperous business is a good thing, but it is not a good thing to quarrel with Si Weiqian.

Si Weiqian is not a patient person at all, this will make him even more irritable.

Mo Tao obediently took out the broom to clean up the broken talisman, and poured him some tea to comfort him: "Young master, don't be angry, just ignore it."

"No, I have to tell them, don't bother me with these mundane things!" Si Weiqian pinched a blank sound transmission symbol and muttered.

Being too famous is really not a good thing!

After finishing the chores, Si Weiqian rubbed his shoulders, and planned to go to Diyan Hot Spring to practice for a while, after all, practicing by himself is the top priority.

The moist and warm breath rushed towards the face, Si Weiqian looked at the hot air lingering on the hot spring, breathed the abundant spiritual energy, felt comfortable all over, and quickened his pace.But after taking a few steps, he stopped suddenly, because he saw Ji Yongzheng soaking in the pool leisurely.

With his eyes closed, he leaned naked against the pool wall with a relaxed expression on his face. His slender arms were resting on the rocks. His skin was stained with water vapor, and the water droplets rolled along the texture of his muscles.

Si Weiqian stamped his feet, turned around and left.

There was a splash of water, and before Si Weiqian could react, he was already wrapped in a hot and humid breath.

"You've already seen me, why are you running?" Ji Yong put his chin on the hollow of his shoulder and wrapped his arms around him.

I ran because I saw you, okay?

"What are you doing here?" Si Weiqian looked sideways.

Ji Yong choked on him: "You have no conscience, this is my territory, I can't come here yet?"

"Your physique is not suitable for soaking in hot springs."

"I don't practice, I just come here to have a good time. Seeing you ecstasy in the water every day makes my heart itch. I want to enjoy it with you."

Si Weiqian was thin-skinned, annoyed when he heard ambiguous words, and gave him a hard shoulder: "Go away!"

Ji Yong took a few steps back and looked at him leisurely.

Si Weiqian looked back, and was taken aback again. Ji Yongyi stood there naked, with Chao Chao's hair hanging over his shoulders, his muscles with clear texture seemed to be carved out with a knife, wide shoulders and narrow hips, and a good figure. The well-proportioned, lean chest rose and fell with his breath, and the muscles in his thighs were tight and powerful.Almost at a glance, one can notice the purple-red thing between his legs. Although it is soft, it is also surprisingly large.

A smile overflowed from the corner of Ji Yong's mouth: "Does it look good?"

Si Weiqian stared: "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

Ji Yong said aggrievedly, "Did you soak in the hot spring with your clothes on?"

"I put on clothes as soon as I go ashore!"

"Look at your quick temper." Seeing his embarrassment, Ji Yong was even more vicious and shameless. He slapped his thigh, and with the shaking of his muscles, the thing also shook, "Are you envious?"

Si Weiqian almost couldn't come back, and said angrily: "I have what you have, so what is there to envy!"

"Really? You hide it so well that you never use it. I'm afraid you'll be overwhelmed." As he spoke, he gestured to squeeze between his legs.

Si Weiqian slapped him away and went back to the bamboo house angrily.

With a smile on his lips, Ji Yong grabbed a robe from the air and draped it casually on his body, and followed.

"What are you doing here!" Si Weiqian said angrily.

Ji Yong smiled without saying a word, and once again pretended that this is my territory.

Regardless of the fact that his body was still wet, he sat on the bamboo chair in a big way, and the water dripped all over the floor, which was full of moisture.

Mo Tao stepped forward to wipe him, but Ji Yong waved his hand to signal him to back down.

Only Si Weiqian and Ji Yong were left in the room, and Ji Yong's eyelashes were still covered with water vapor, making his eyes sparkle even more.

"Is there anything delicious?" Ji Yong stared at Si Weiqian intently.

Si Weiqian glanced at him: "What do you want to eat?"

"Eat tofu." Ji Yong said, and moved closer to him.

Si Weiqian's spine was straight and straight, and he cut Ji Yong's body with his eyes one after another.His ambiguous words made people feel angry, but it was not easy to flare up.

"Eat your tofu." Ji Yong smiled and squeezed his hand.

Si Weiqian quickly retracted his hands into his sleeves and walked into the inner room.

After a while, he really came out with a bowl of tofu: "Tofu naoer." He resisted the urge to cover Ji Yong's face with tofu naoer, and placed it in front of him.

The white, tender and juicy tender tofu dangles in front of your eyes, sprinkled with seaweed, shrimp skin, chopped green onion, and topped with autumn oil. It is simple and delicious.

Ji Yong moved his index finger, took a spoonful, and put it in his mouth, his face changed slightly.

After eating so many things from Si Weiqian, this is the first time Ji Yong has shown such an expression, a little weird and a little hesitant.Ji Yong has no other advantages, except that he is full of joy when eating, which makes Si Weiqian very satisfied. Don't look at his extravagant and fastidious, as long as it is a dish served by Si Weiqian, he will eat it without saying a word clean.

But at this moment, Ji Yong's face is strange.

"What's wrong?" Si Weiqian asked.

Ji Yong wiped the corner of his mouth: "Why is it salty?"

Si Weiqian glared: "Why can't it be salty?"

"Tofu nao'er should be sweet! Make me sweet tofu nao'er!"

"No! Chefs also have dignity! Tofu nao should be salty in my place!"

"I want to eat sweet tofu nao!"

"If you eat my tofu, it's salty! Do you like it or not!" Si Weiqian stretched out his hand to snatch the bowl.

"Hey, don't do it!" Ji Yong protected the bowl, took another bite, and said in great pain, "Okay then, let the salty ones be salty."

Si Weiqian snorted lightly.

Ji Yong raised his head: "Then do you eat sweet rice dumplings or salty rice dumplings?"

Si Weiqian patted the table: "Of course it should be salty!"

Ji Yong's face suddenly changed, and he murmured shaking his head: "Burn to death you who eat salty rice dumplings."

Si Weiqian snorted again.

"Then your mung bean soup..."

"You're not done yet, are you?"

Ji Yong laughed in a low voice, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, pinched his face: "This is better, it's tenderer than tofu."

Si Weiqian said angrily: "Ji Yong, can you show some face?"

Ji Yong moved his face closer: "Shall I let you pinch it back?"

Just as they were making a fuss, another sound transmission talisman flew in.

When Ji Yong saw this sound transmission talisman, his eyes darkened a bit, and just about to say something, he suddenly gasped and coughed a few times.

Si Weiqian pinched the sound transmission talisman and was not in a hurry to listen, but found that his breath was not steady in his cough, so he frowned and said, "Are you injured?"

Grabbing his wrist and poking it, it seems that the primordial spirit was injured by the ghost, but there is nothing serious.No wonder he came to Diyan Hot Spring to take a bath. Although he couldn't absorb the fire-yang energy that blended with water and fire, it was still very effective in healing yin injuries.

"Where did you go a few days ago?" Si Weiqian asked.

"You tell me to get lost, but you actually miss me in your heart, do you know that I went out a few days ago?" Ji Yong smiled roguely.

Si Weiqian rolled his eyes, suddenly remembered something, couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and crushed the sound transmission talisman.

Hearing the news from the disciples of the Si family, Si Weiqian was shocked at first, and then his face turned pale.He closed his palm, powdered the jade talisman, and looked at Ji Yong: "You already knew?"

Ji Yong smiled leisurely: "I was there at the time, what do you think?"

A disciple of the Si family sent a message that just two days ago, the Tiandimen joined forces with the Yaowangzong to bloodbath the Ghost Sect.

Since then, there has been one less sect in Xia Guo's cultivation world.

The Ghost Sect is also well-known in the world of comprehension. Although it is not as good as Tiandi Sect and Hehuan Sect, it is also a long-established sect in the Mo Dao sect.

Seeing that Si Weiqian's face was pale, Ji Yong stroked his cheek lightly: "Didn't you guess it a long time ago, why are you so scared?"

"I thought they were just suppressing the ghost sect, but I didn't expect it to be... Miemen..."

Si Weiqian shuddered at the thought of hundreds of thousands of cultivators being slaughtered like locusts.

When he realized that Tiandimen and Yaowangzong had a close relationship, and then thought of Ye Congrong's haunting near the ghost gate, he thought it was suspicious.Looking at the partner Yao Wangzong, as a neutral sect, and an alchemy sect that all sects seek, he would not easily offend anyone, but Yao Wangzong has a particularly precious panacea called Soul Refining Pill. For the effect of breaking through the bottleneck, low-level soul refining pills are all refined with monster souls, and the higher-level soul refining pills require higher quality primordial spirits, and the corpse caves of the ghost gate are simply endless for Yaowangzong treasure.

"Let me remind you, I thought that your Hehuan Sect would help the Ghost Sect and fight back against the Heaven and Earth Sect in order to balance the forces."

"I went to save it, otherwise, where do you think my injury came from?"

"But isn't the old monster six dead?" The old monster six is ​​the highest cultivation level of the ghost sect and the most important cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Yes, when I arrived with my men, Li Yangping at Tiandimen had already shot the old six ghosts to death. It took me a lot of effort to protect some of them, regain some territory, and let them settle down." Ji Yong said with a smile.

Si Weiqian always felt that something was wrong, and wanted to see something from Ji Yong's expression.

After thinking for a while, I finally realized that the Hehuan Sect did not intend to stand up for the Ghost Sect. They timed it right and arrived after the death of the six ghosts. The three sects of Tiandimen Medicine King Zong divided up the ghost sect, and the remaining disciples of the ghost sect no longer had high-level monks. If they wanted to survive, they had to obey the orders of the Hehuan sect.

It not only maintains the reputation of the Demonic Dao, but also strengthens its influence, without falling out with the Tiandimen, the Acacia Sect's calculation is too precise.

However, for Si Weiqian, it doesn't matter if the ghost sect is alive or dead, as long as the Tiandi gate is not too powerful and hits the Hehuan sect. Zong is still there.

Thinking of this, Si Weiqian breathed a sigh of relief. Although the process was different, the result was almost enough.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that Ji Yong's cheap hand had been touching his face all the time, as if he was kneading dough.

Thin calluses grew on the broad palms, which were dry and hot.

"Have you touched enough?" Si Weiqian was suddenly as cold as ice for a thousand years.

"Look at you, am I trying to comfort you, that wolf-hearted thing." Ji Yong stroked it a few more times, "Well, it's really soft."

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