Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

Those acupoints were scattered, one by one, and one by one. He found some cinnabar and marked them one by one, so that there would be no mistakes in the future and it would be easy to find them quickly.

As for the acupuncture points, they were all messed up. He couldn't recognize them at all. He simply didn't recognize them. According to the distance from the bottom to the top, he found the bottom one and began to try to cultivate.

There is not much energy stored in the body, I just want to know if the energy can be input into it.

At the beginning, he was very cautious, for fear of irreversible damage.

Facts have proved that he thinks too much, and the injection of energy is like the trickle of a dry fish pond. There is no reason to resist, and I wish I could absorb it all in one bite.

Such a little energy is only a drop in the bucket for filling the acupoints, and it all reveals the desire for energy.

"Hey... It seems that I still have to find a way to break into the secret realm. It's a pity that it's not open all the time. It's only once a month. It's a bit difficult."

It's useless to stay at this time. These books are not very useful to him, but they can't do without them. He can't lie here and sleep all night, right?

He wanted to return to the spiritual world, but was afraid of disturbing the gentleman who managed the books, so he simply put all the books back and found other books to pass the time.

These books, like the big round coins, also have similar marks on them. Ordinary people can't imitate them at all. It is even more impossible to smuggle out, because there is a special monitoring array at the gate. Once the books leave, it will touch the array. launch.

If something of this nature is discovered, the consequences will be particularly serious, ranging from deprivation of student status and expulsion from the Soul Academy.

More importantly, not only will they lose their student status, but they will also be put on the list of dishonest people in the reward building. They will never want to receive entrusted tasks in the future. Even the simplest transactions will not be able to participate, because as a dishonest person, they will not get official There is no way to obtain a sales license.

And even if such a book is smuggled out, it is a waste book after reading it, and it does not have much effect.

So, everyone loves books, but no one has the idea of ​​​​of these books, and it is not worth the risk at all.

After wandering aimlessly through a few books about the material, he leaned in a corner and began to look.

Many of the materials in the book are vivid illustrations, but after reading too much, I couldn't help falling asleep.

And in his hand, a book has just turned a few pages.

In front of him, at some point, a person appeared. An old man with a broom was quietly squatting there, staring at him so energetically, as if he was about to see a flower from him.

In such a state, probably only pigs can fall asleep peacefully.

Ren Ren is naturally not a pig, so he immediately opened his eyes, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and smiled at the old man, "Old sir, it's so late, why are you still working?"

"Hey...how can you live without work? Isn't it just to make a little money and spend money."

After the old man finished speaking, he took out a rag and started to clean up the dust on those bookshelves.

Seeing him working so hard, this sleepy went to the office at once, found a piece of discarded rags from his purse, and helped the old man do it.

The old man hurriedly stopped, "Yeah... This work is dirty and tiring, you can rest and let me do it."

"Hey... You're welcome, old man, this job is not tiring, finish it early, and you can rest early."

Either way, I really don't think it's so dirty, and no matter how dirty it is, it can be as dirty as a beggar.

"Mmmm... Then thank you very much! In today's world, young people like you are rare."

"How could it be? There should be a lot of people like this, you just haven't met them."

"Heh... In the tens of thousands of years I have passed, you are the only one I have seen. Do you think you are more common?"

"Cough cough... everyone is busy cultivating, I can understand."

"Cultivation? If there is only cultivation left in life, what fun is there?"

"Mr. Cultivation, it's fun to practice, it doesn't affect the fun of life, it's just that everyone's fun is different."

"Ha...you're a very interesting little doll. So, what's the fun in your life, let me hear it."

"That's a lot. For example, I like cooking food very much. When I see that my friends are satisfied with their food, I will be very happy."

"You actually know how to cook? It's amazing, it's a hard job, much harder than my cleaning."

"Hey...it's quite difficult."

After all, the materials of this world, it is not easy for anyone before to eat a leaf, and it requires a more advanced cultivation level to be able to control these materials like an arm.

Think about it, you can't even kill a small beast, and you can't even cut it into pieces and cook it. Even if it's hard to cook, you won't be able to eat it if your teeth can't keep up. The reality is so cruel.

But the chefs here are different. They have the skills to make the food delicious and melt in your mouth without affecting the absorption of energy. This is an amazing skill.

Therefore, the salary level of the chefs is similar to that of the husband, and even, because of their scarcity and the amount of materials they can cook, some of them can even earn more money than the husband.

The small vendors in the market can support their families with just one dish and live a very nourishing life, so this is what surprised the old gentleman when he heard that Ren likes to cook.

"However, if you like it, you like it, the kid won't make any delicious food!"

Ordinary cooking in the lower world can no longer satisfy this world, and the food made after copying is already indigestible and cannot reach the level of chefs.

"If you really like this, I can give you a book, which will introduce various ingredients to make delicious food."

The old gentleman took out a stack of books that were as high as any calf from his storage purse.

There are all kinds of things in it, but for all kinds of strange materials, there are detailed methods here, from top to bottom, from simple to complex, there is a special system, and the explanation is quite thorough.

It can be said that with this set of books, as long as anyone is willing to study it, he will soon become a hot chef, and there is absolutely no problem in earning some money to support his own cultivation.

"Old gentleman, you won't be rewarded without merit, this book... is really too heavy, the boy deserves it!"

Although either one wants it very much, he can't just take other people's things for no reason.

"Just treat it as a gift from the elders to the younger generation. You just keep it and you will finish your studies later. If you have something to do, you can get some delicious filial piety to see others, and I will be satisfied."

The old gentleman's words made Ren Yi nearly cry. He remembered that Mao seemed to think that the dearest uncle was still in the lower realm, and he didn't know if he was doing well or not.

Thinking of this, he was no longer hypocritical, "My name is Ren Yi, and I still don't know the old gentleman's surname?"

"My surname is Yuan, if you don't dislike it, just call me Uncle Yuan."

"Uncle Yuan, your surname is rare. I know someone, his name is Yuan Kong, but you shouldn't know each other."

Yuan Kong is the monarch of the Qingyun Kingdom in the Lingyin Continent, and he must have nothing to do with such an old gentleman.

Unexpectedly, I saw that Uncle Yuan's hand that was wiping ashes suddenly stopped, "You said you know a person named Yuan Kong?"

"Uh... That's right, Uncle Yuan, you don't really know him, do you?"

In that case, doesn't it mean that he was not born and raised here, and came from the same place as any of him?

Such an idea was a little scary, and either directly rejected it.

You must know that Uncle Yuan said that he was already tens of thousands of years old, otherwise he would not be so old. How can a guy who is tens of thousands of years old know an old man who is only seventy or eighty years old.

That Yuan Kong was too old to be a king again, but for the sake of benevolence and righteousness, Ren Yi came forward and gave him an elixir to prolong his life, and let him continue to sit in that position.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, it doesn't matter whether you know each other or not. Anyway, this life and this life are all missed."

Once you leave, it is difficult to turn back. This is the life of a monk.

The old man was full of energy, but suddenly became a little depressed.

I was too lazy to clean, so I just found a corner and sat down with a lot of sadness in my eyes.

As someone else, he would definitely not be able to understand what happened to Uncle Yuan, but anyone who has experienced this experience understands it exceptionally.

Although he can't go back to the lower realm, he has brought the Lingyin Continent with him. The people inside do not understand that there is a wider world outside the Lingyin Continent, and they have lived there for generations.

If this Yuan Kong really has anything to do with the original uncle, one day, he will let them meet again.

The premise is that when he is successful in cultivation, he is not afraid of anyone knowing that there is such a powerful hidden space in him.

At the same time, he was also curious, who was the craftsman Yuguang who made this cloud-patterned kit, and why he was able to create such a heaven-defying thing. Is there anyone in this world who is like him, who is also bound to such a rebel What about the existence of heaven?

Out of love for nothing, any one starts to read a book. Uncle Yuan's book is full of pictures and texts. Even if a fool looks at it a few more times, he can learn it quickly.

The first dish is the common vegetable stir-fried gourd, which is named after the leaves that look like a small gourd.

The method seems very simple, and there is still a little requirement for the chef's cultivation, at least in the middle stage of the soul realm, otherwise, even the gourd leaves can't be pulled off, let alone cooking.

In the process of cooking, all kinds of seasonings are similar, that is, when fire and stir-frying, they actually need specific energy techniques for processing.

"Wonderful, no wonder I can't do it, so the difference is here."

The more he watched, the more excited he became.

That uncle Yuan was called back to God by his voice, "The little baby seems to have something to gain. If you want to go to my backyard and get some late night snacks, let's have a good drink together."

"It's good, but the door has been closed. It's not good for the manager to open the door."

"Hahaha... This... I can drive, you just come with me."

Uncle Yuan is an old employee of the Soul Academy, and there are no obstacles to entering and leaving many places. After all, there are still many places he needs to clean. As the saying goes, where to move where necessary, at this moment, he is responsible for the hygiene of this library. Come and go naturally.

After taking either person downstairs, the two of them did not leave the gang book building, but groped on the lighting candlestick on one wall, and then opened a secret door.

Uncle Yuan plunged into a secret passage, Ren Yi hesitated for a moment, and then got into it.

The passage inside is very narrow, and only one person can pass through. The secret passage was not long. After walking for a short while, I came to a yard. This is the residence of the original uncle. The house is not very big, but the yard is very spacious.

In a corner, a simple small kitchen was built. There was still a fire on the stove. At this time, a pot of food was boiling hot. It smelled like meat, and it seemed to taste good.

"Master Yuan, what are you cooking? It smells so good!"

Either is not too gluttonous, and at this time he couldn't help but secretly swallowed.

"That ah, it was stolen from an old ghost, hehe... That guy's front feet were just stewed, and my back feet were brought together with the pot. I don't know if I will cry to death, hahaha..."

Uncle Yuan put his hands on his hips, and the joy of laughing, the next moment, let him experience what it means to laugh too early.

A gray figure suddenly rushed towards the stove, not afraid of the hot pot and ran away, before thanking the original uncle, "Haha...Old man, it's hard work, I'll accept it with a smile!"

"Traitor, where to go, put down the pot!"

Uncle Yuan is not a vegetarian. He raised his foot and went after him. The two of them refused to give in to each other.

Neither of them are weak, and the strong wind blowing up from the melons blows them all over the place, so they don't dare to go forward at all.

This is no longer something he can intervene in. He can only hide behind a tree and peep, trying not to let himself be involved.

However, he still underestimated the energy fluctuations generated by the fights between the high-level monks. He only heard a "bang", and the uncle in front of him was completely blasted to ashes, and he was also blown away by a strong force. go out.

He only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then his eyes went black and he fell into a state of fainting.

"Yeah...you hurt someone, you old guy." Uncle Yuan stopped fighting with the mysterious man, and hurriedly went to check on any situation.

His chest was a little sunken, his breathing was weak, his face was grayish-white, and he looked like he was going to die.

"Boy, hold on for me, and I'll take you to the medicine store."

Uncle Yuan picked up any one who was in a hurry and ran to the medicine store.

"Uh... You can't blame me. Who knew there was a little doll hiding here?"

After the mysterious man murmured a few words, he still followed the Yuan uncle resignedly.

After all, he shot too hard, for that soup, it's really a sin.

In the middle of the night, if ordinary people knocked on the door of the medicine store, they might have to close the door. When they met the two veterans, the doorman who guarded the door didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly welcomed the three of them in.