I cultivated into a god by inhaling incense

Qi Jing stayed in the villa that night, and after dinner, several of them went back to their rooms.

Yan Lin arranged for Xiao Chang to live in a room on the first floor.

Xiaochang didn't expect...

Qi Jing stayed in the villa that night, and after dinner, several of them went back to their rooms.

Yan Lin arranged for Xiao Chang to live in a room on the first floor.

Xiao Chang didn't expect the master's family to be so rich, but when he thought of the master's cold breath, he felt that it should be so.

There was just one thing that made her feel a little strange, that there were ordinary people in the villa.

Is the master hiding his identity?

Qi Jing returned to his room on the second floor, which was next to Yan Lin.

Tonight, he doesn't plan to sleep.Watching the fight between seniors and Xiao Chang before gave him a lot of inspiration.

Qi Jing sat cross-legged by the bed, the scene of the two fighting flashed in his mind, Qi Jing suddenly had an epiphany, he opened the exercises given by Fan Wujiu before, and continued to practice below.

On the other side, Yan Lin returned to the room and entered the state of cultivation, continuously receiving memory fragments in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Among them, there is a picture of using the chaotic air talisman.

It was the first time for Yan Lin to see such a scene. He had seen a lot of talismans, but it was the first time he had seen such a direct emptiness drawing of talismans like in the memory fragments. It was slightly pale, which made him inexplicably familiar.

He followed this hand to draw in the sea of ​​consciousness. The first time he drew a talisman in the void, he did not control the energy of chaos and released too much from his fingertips, which caused the talisman to explode halfway through the drawing. Fortunately, he dodged in time , or you may injure yourself.

The second time he used a lot less Primal Chaos Qi, but the talisman seals he drew were not as radiant as he saw from the memory fragments.

For the third time, Yan Lin used the energy of chaos, and became more and more handy, successfully drawing the talisman.

He still doesn't know what kind of talisman it is, but it doesn't affect his continuing to draw talisman seals.

From the memory fragments, he saw several kinds of talisman seals, but none of these talisman seals had names. Yan Lin spent the whole night, and finally learned all the talisman seals that were not in the sea of ​​consciousness, and all of them could be drawn out of space.

He couldn't wait to find a place, tried his hand, and opened his eyes. At this moment, the outside was gray, and even the last slanting light fell into the horizon, and the sky became no longer dazzling orange.

Yan Lin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the sun that had disappeared into the clouds. He didn't feel how long it had passed in the sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't expect it to be so long this time.

He walked out of the room and saw the closed door next door, thinking that Qi Jing was still in the villa, he paused, and finally couldn't hold back and walked over there.

He stopped in front of Qi Jing's room, hesitated for a moment before raising his hand, and knocked on the door. After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and Qi Jing poked out a hairy head. He got up early this morning and stayed until eating. I didn't see the senior come downstairs after lunch.

Thinking that the senior was probably still practicing, he went back to his room to read, but fell asleep after reading for a while.

When I woke up now, I didn't even have time to tidy my hair, and I was still wearing a nightgown at home.

Yan Lin looked at the dazed young man in front of him, with a tuft of hair standing on top of his head. Following the young man's movements, that tuft of hair swayed back and forth, just like its owner.

The corners of Yan Lin's mouth rose slightly, and his mood improved indescribably. hold.

Qi Jing was wearing a nightgown, which was tied loosely around his body, revealing his fair skin, and Yan Lin's eyes immediately darkened.

Qi Jing didn't notice at all, and even frowned at Yan Lin, showing a shallow smile.

Seeing Yan Lin's eyes became darker.

Qi Jing said: "Are you hungry, senior?"

"Uncle Chen said he asked the kitchen to prepare the senior's dinner."

Yan Lin's cultivation is very fast. If he was hungry before, but now even if he doesn't eat for three days, he won't feel hungry at all.

Yan Lin looked at Qi Jing whose eyes were twinkling, and swallowed the refusal he was about to say, "I'm a little hungry."

"What you eat?"

Qi Jing said: "I have already eaten."

Seeing the other party smiling so happily, Yan Lin suddenly felt that this dinner had an extraordinary meaning, of course he didn't know that Qi Jing made this dinner himself.

His craftsmanship is not very good, but fortunately, the cooks in the villa are very skilled in cooking. Under their guidance, he successfully made roasted eggplant with garlic, fried prawns with meat sauce, and his favorite Rice balls, and soup dumplings.

Garlic-flavored eggplant was taught by Master Chen from beginning to end. As for fried prawns in sauce with vegetables and meat, he knew how to make rice balls before, but there were no ingredients before. This time, the kitchen staff prepared a lot of ingredients. I can also show my hand.

The two went downstairs one after the other, and the butler greeted them, greeted Yan Lin and Qi Jing, and said, "Master, do you have dinner now?"

Yan Lin hummed lightly, without any extraneous emotion in his tone, the housekeeper had long been used to it, this time he couldn't help but say something more, "Tonight's dinner is all made by Master Qi."

Qi Jing originally had a smile on his face, and instantly became popular at a speed visible to the naked eye. He never expected that Uncle Chen would tell the truth to his senior in front of him.

Yan Lin stared at those red ears, and suddenly felt a lot happier. Although he thought of something before, this result was quite unexpected.

Qi Jing noticed that scorching gaze, and he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. After waiting for several seconds, he said bravely, "I just did it casually, and I don't know if the senior likes it or not?"

"I'm not picky about food," Yan Lin said.

He went down the last step, and his tone was less indifferent than before. After listening carefully, the housekeeper could still hear a little joy in it. I think the young master was in a good mood.

"What's more, you did it."

Qi Jing was behind Yan Lin, the heat on his face that hadn't disappeared just now, burned up again at this time.

He secretly glanced at Yan Lin in front of him, and seeing that he didn't turn his head, he let out a breath.

Fortunately, okay, the senior didn't see it.

Qi Jing followed Yan Lin, and before arriving at the dining room, the butler had already quietly gone to the kitchen, telling the servants to serve dinner.

After Yan Lin sat down, he motioned for Qi Jing to sit down too.

Qi Jing sat down opposite Yan Lin, and the servant came over from the kitchen at the back, holding the food he had made earlier in his hand.

Qi Jing looked at the beautiful plates, and suddenly felt that the food he cooked was not worthy of these plates.

Yan Lin didn't know what Qi Jing was thinking, he picked up the chopsticks and began to taste the food made by the young man. Although the taste was a bit lacking, the food made by Qi Jing was more fragrant than other foods. the taste of.