A devil's self-redemption

I saw Zhao Xuanba quickly filling a bowl, rising into the air, and flying towards Bing Lingjun. Luo Lai rolled his eyes when he saw this, this licking dog is really a dog.

Then his expression became a little strange. The bowl seemed to be the one he had used before he had time to clean it. Then he silently touched his forehead, but he couldn't hide the smile between his eyebrows. It was so interesting!

Seeing Zhao Xuanba diligently handing the wooden bowl to Bing Lingjun, Bing Lingjun, who originally refused, hesitantly took the wooden bowl and took a sip after hearing what Zhao Xuanba said. Exactly the same as Zhao Xuanba.

Soon the two of them came hand in hand and landed next to Luo Lai. Their eyes looked back and forth between him and the big pot several times. Then Zhao Xuanba asked directly: "Brother, what are you cooking in this pot?" What is it? Why does it feel so delicious?"

Luo Lai looked at him with a faint smile: "Is it just delicious?"

Zhao Xuanba chuckled: "Hey, of course, there are some more special functions! How did you do this? Uh! If it's not convenient to say it, forget it!"

Luo Lai smiled and said: "Don't stand, sit down and talk."

After the two of them sat down, Luo Lai said again: "This is a kind of medicinal soup, which is made from some spiritual herbs and spiritual animal ingredients. It is somewhat useful for practice."

Zhao Xuanba slapped his thigh: "Not only is it useful, it has a good effect on monks like me in the divine stage. Not to mention low-level monks. Did you do it?"

Seeing Luo Lai nodding, Zhao Xuanba looked admiring: "Awesome, you deserve to be my brother!" He didn't know whether he was praising Luo Lai or himself.

But he changed the topic and said: "Then why are you still in the Li Mortal Realm? I think you are diligent in your cultivation, and your qualifications should be good. With the help of this medicinal soup, you should have skyrocketed long ago!"

Luo Lai didn't know how to explain it. On the one hand, he had been reborn many times. On the other hand, he needed a lot of spiritual energy to replenish the people in the sea of ​​consciousness. Dafu had been sleeping for ten years and there was no sign of waking up. The Donghuang Bell was a life-saving thing. The artifact was also completely damaged in the explosion. Several cracks have now been repaired, which can be regarded as a restart of the treasure, but it still requires a lot of spiritual energy maintenance.

Seeing Luo Lai's silence, Bing Lingjun, who had never spoken before, said: "This already involves Junior Brother Luo's cultivation, how can you ask questions at will."

Zhao Xuanba also realized that he was being abrupt, and quickly changed the subject: "Brother, do you have any other good things? Share them with me. Don't be stingy."

Seeing the junior brothers and sisters arriving one after another, Luo Lai smiled bitterly: "This has already spent all my energy and savings. Where can I get other good things!"

After saying that, he called everyone over: "I made some soup. Each person has a bowl of soup. Don't drink too much, otherwise you won't be able to digest it. Practice cultivation immediately after drinking it. It is good for the body."

The people who were already lying on the ground began to cry: "I won't drink anymore, I won't drink anymore, I really can't move."

Seeing that no one wanted to move, Luo Lai didn't force himself and sat back down with a smile.

Senior Sister Bing said coldly: "You must drink! Immediately!"

Strangely enough, those guys who just shouted that they were about to die and couldn't move stood up and walked to the pot one by one, and then looked at Luo Lai.

Luo Lai shrugged and said, "There is no bowl anymore, so go make a wooden bowl from a tree trunk yourself!"

The female disciple named Shan Ling immediately complained: "Why do you want us to drink soup without a bowl? Are you kidding us? We are almost exhausted. How can we make wooden bowls?"

Wen Ruyu advised: "Junior Sister Shan, Senior Brother Luo means well. Even if you don't drink, don't say that!"

Shan Ling became even more angry when he heard what he said: "What kind of intentions? I think he just wants to see us make a fool of ourselves. It is such a simple thing to make a bowl, but he still needs to wait for us to come and do it himself? He has time to cook soup, but no time Make a bowl?”

Bing Lingjun frowned slightly, but said nothing. Luo Lai just smiled and said, "Drink or not, no one is forcing you!"

Shan Ling shouted: "If you don't drink, don't drink. Who cares!" After saying that, he walked aside and started crying.

Several people looked at Luo Lai a little unkindly and ran to Shan Ling to comfort him.

Wen Ruyu walked straight to a big tree, cut down the tree and started making wooden bowls. He made more than 20 bowls in a row and stopped only after enough for everyone to get one.

Then he took out the kettle and cleaned each wooden bowl carefully, then came to the pot and started filling the soup. While filling the soup, he thanked Luo Lai.

While Wen Ruyu was making wooden bowls, Luo Lai drank a few more bowls of soup. Luo Lai smiled broadly as he watched Wen Ruyu give away a bowl after each one.

Unexpectedly, we waited until the end, and only eighteen bowls were shared. Six people didn't get it, and it was Shan Ling and his friends.

Wen Ruyu came to Shan Ling with the last bowl of soup and handed it to her, smiling and saying: "Here, drink the soup!"

Unexpectedly, Dan Ling knocked over the wooden bowl and shouted: "I said I won't drink, why are you so annoyed?"

Now some of those who were drinking soup couldn't stand it anymore: "Shan Ling, you are going too far. Senior Brother Wen kindly gave you his bowl of soup. Even if you don't drink it, why did you knock over the soup bowl? This belongs to Senior Brother Wen." Tang, why do you overturn it just because you said it was overturned? Apologize immediately!"

Shan Ling seemed to have lost her mind at this moment. She stood up and glared at the person who just spoke: "I am willing, why do you care about me?"

Before the man could refute, Wen Ruyu said hurriedly: "Don't argue, don't argue. It's my fault. I didn't hold the soup bowl. It's my fault. Don't argue!"

After hearing this, the man wanted to argue a few more words, but when he saw Wen Ruyu's gentle eyes, he could only snort at Shan Ling, said "unreasonable" and sat down to drink the soup again.

Shan Ling was comforted by her friends who didn't drink the soup and sat down.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you treat your good intentions like a donkey's liver and lungs!" Zhao Xuanba sighed with emotion after watching the whole farce.

Luo Lai laughed when he heard this and did not express an opinion. Instead, he said to Wen Ruyu: "Come here! This bowl of soup is for you." After saying this, Luo Lai brought out a large bowl of soup from behind like magic.

Wen Ruyu refused deliberately, and Luo Lai said again: "I can't drink it anymore, so I'll give it to you! Don't give it to anyone else this time, otherwise I would rather run to the toilet one more time at night and finish the bowl of soup!" "

Wen Ruyu took the big bowl and was at a loss. Seeing Luo Lai's serious expression, he could only say, "Thank you, Brother Luo!" Then he walked aside and drank one sip after another.

At this time, the eyes of the people who had finished drinking the soup had flashed with a look of disbelief on their faces, and then they looked at Shan Ling and the others with expressions of gloating and a trace of pity.

Only one person looked at them like this and they didn't feel anything, but when everyone, especially Wen Ruyu, who had just finished drinking the soup, also cast complicated looks at them, they felt that something was wrong.

There was a little girl among them, who usually had the best relationship with Shan Ling and had a relatively simple personality. She felt a little uncomfortable being looked at, so she mustered up the courage and asked timidly: "Why are you looking at us like this?"

"Hahaha! It's okay. We just think it's okay if we miss some things. At most, we won't be able to keep up with the big team tomorrow, and we won't be able to keep up in the future! Hahahaha!" The man who had just been scolded by Shan Ling was feeling uncomfortable. But he was high-spirited, and even a fool could see the mocking look in his eyes.

Hearing what he said, Shan Ling understood that there was something strange in that bowl of soup, but the girl's self-esteem prevented her from letting go of her face to apologize or do anything!

But when I thought about the friends around me who didn't get the soup due to their own reasons, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

The people who had just comforted Shan Ling also reacted, their faces became very ugly, and their eyes looking at Shan Ling also contained a trace of blame. They moved their footsteps to the side silently, and distanced themselves from Shan Ling.

Seeing others staying away from her, Shan Ling was even more at a loss. For a moment, she felt aggrieved, confused, and helpless, and many emotions came to her heart, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

This time, only the little girl stayed by her side and comforted her: "It's okay, Ling Ling, it's just a bowl of soup. If you don't drink it, you don't drink it. It's nothing special."

But for some reason, Shan Ling cried louder.

Bing Lingjun once again announced the destination he would arrive at tomorrow. This time the journey was further than today, which made the guys who had just finished the soup laugh unintentionally.

Luo Lai washed the iron pot and put it into the Qiankun bag, and then began to practice cross-legged. Those fellow disciples who had finished drinking the broth also began to silently recover their spiritual power.

By the next morning, everyone got up in high spirits and started on their way. However, Shan Ling may not have had a good rest and was a little depressed. The little girl stayed with her all the time, and the two of them gradually fell behind the group, falling further and further behind.

Just after noon, Wen Ruyu also ran back and began to accompany the two of them. This time Shan Ling did not say anything bad to him, but just smiled as an apology for yesterday.

Luo Lai was the first to arrive at his destination again, and then continued to cook the soup. Soon, everyone except Wen Ruyu and the others had arrived. They came to the pot to fill the soup and drink it. Then they sat down to practice. The few people who didn't drink the soup yesterday also finished the soup with some guilt, glanced at Luo Lai, didn't say anything, and started practicing.

It wasn't until late at night that Shan Ling and Wen Ruyu arrived late. As soon as Shan Ling and the little girl arrived, they immediately collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

Wen Ruyu was not too embarrassed. He came to Luo Lai and said, "Brother Luo, can we have soup?"

Luo Lai smiled and nodded.

After receiving Luo Lai's affirmative reply, Wen Ruyu started to serve soup, but only two bowls of soup were served and it was gone.

Wen Ruyu came to the two girls with two bowls of soup, handed one bowl to each, and walked to the pot, washed the pot and returned it to Luo Lai, then walked aside and started practicing.

Shan Ling was already exhausted, but she was a little embarrassed to drink the soup in her hand. Seeing that Wen Ruyu had no soup to drink, she stood up and walked to Wen Ruyu: "Brother Wen, drink it." ! I...I don’t like drinking this soup!”

Wen Ruyu opened his eyes and smiled: "You'd better drink it. Just now I saw Senior Sister Bing announcing tomorrow's destination again. It's very far away. If you don't drink this bowl of soup, you won't be able to get there tomorrow. .”

"But…"

Wen Ruyu interrupted: "Drink, I don't want to carry you to your destination tomorrow." After speaking, he looked straight at her.

Shan Ling's eyes were a little red, and he said with a choked voice: "Thank you, Senior Brother Wen."

"Don't thank me," he said, pointing at Luo Lai: "You should thank Senior Brother Luo, he made this soup."

Shan Ling's expression was murmuring, as if she was a little reluctant, but when she saw Wen Ruyu looking at him, she could only walk up to Luo Lai shyly and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Luo!"

Luo Lai looked at the aggrieved girl in front of him, who was no longer as coquettish and domineering as yesterday, and smiled and said: "You're welcome!"

Shan Ling, who was walking back, suddenly stopped, as if he had made some determination, and returned to Luo Lai again: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Luo, I was the one who was rude yesterday!"

Luo Lai didn't expect her to come out of nowhere, and suddenly laughed out loud: "It doesn't matter, drink soup, drink soup!"

Those who had been cultivating for a long time woke up when Wen Ruyu and the others just came back, and had been secretly observing their actions. When they saw Shan Ling apologizing to Luo Lai, some people suddenly sneered with disdain, but it was because of Senior Sister Bing. He was right next to him, and he didn't say anything harsh or mean.

The little girl had already finished the broth in the bowl. When she heard the sneers, she stood up and wanted to argue with those years, but her expression was still timid.

Shan Ling pushed her to the ground, shook her head and said, "Lan Xin, forget it!"

Lan Xin saw Shan Ling's determined eyes and sat down again angrily.

After finishing the soup in the bowl, Shan Ling also began to practice to restore his spiritual power and physical strength.

On the third night, Wen Ruyu and three others were still the last to arrive. At this time, there was only one bowl of soup left. The three of them gave in and no one wanted to drink it alone, so the three of them shared the bowl of soup equally.

On the fourth day, the fifth day... until the eleventh day, the three of them were still the last to arrive, but this time not a single bowl was left, because Luo Lai said last night that their physiques could withstand more meat. Soup, let them drink as much as they can.

The result was this. Shan Ling and Lan Xin were a little angry when they saw this situation, but Wen Ruyu smiled and shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, we can still reach our destination without broth. We must have confidence in ourselves." After that, He gave the two women an encouraging look and then walked to a quiet place to start practicing.

On the other hand, those who drank two or even three bowls were extremely excited. They clearly felt that their spiritual power and physical fitness had been greatly enhanced by the broth, so most of them were adjusting their state to the peak. They no longer practiced practice, but gathered together to chat, and some even took out wine bottles to drink.

It seems that this guy is rich, and he even has a storage bag. The sect's rule is that after the Tengyun realm, storage bags are distributed uniformly. The very basic kind is only a cube in size.

Of course, you can also use storage bags before Tengyun Realm, but you need to spend money to buy them. It is not expensive, maybe a hundred spirit crystals, but this money is still difficult to obtain for people who have just started practicing.

Bing Lingjun did not stop her. After announcing the target location she should reach tomorrow, she went to practice alone. Zhao Xuanba would not disturb her while she was practicing, so she often came to chat with Luo Lai.

Today was no exception. When he saw Bing Lingjun starting to practice, he sat next to Luo Lai and the two started chatting.