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Fu Ci Yan has been secretly observing his master.

Feng He turned to him and said, "Well, it's really good. I didn't expect you to actually grow it. This technique is really amazing!"

Fu Ci Yan's eyes flashed when he heard this, he had not forgotten the words written on the last page of the Tianji Kung Fu.

He can also enter into a contract with a second person...

He felt that if his master could also learn such a powerful spell, he would be extremely happy...

But for some reason Fu Ci Yan never did so.

Or let's wait a little longer.

Ever since Fu Ci Yan had a medicinal field, Feng He has almost never been short of medicinal materials, unless they are extremely rare.

And he seems to be particularly fond of tonic foods such as ginseng, codonopsis, astragalus, etc.

The ones planted by Fu Ci Yan seemed different from ordinary ones, and were filled with a sense of spiritual energy.

Feng He eats spiritual fruits in order to maintain his spiritual power in order to safeguard his cultivation and body.

But when he saw these nutritious things, he had other thoughts.

One morning, Fu Ci Yan came over to tie Feng He's hair.

Feng He suddenly asked, "Fu Ci Yan, are your ginseng and other tonics ripe?"

Fu Ciyan paused for a moment and said, "It's basically mature. It just needs a little more heat."

Feng He nodded, but didn't say anything, just swallowed slightly.

Fu Ci Yan looked at Feng He's little movements in a daze.

He didn't believe that his master would do such a thing...

Could it be that Master wants to eat those things...

That's fine, since he planted them for his master anyway...

Fu Ciyan was just daydreaming when Feng He spoke again: "The headmaster invited me to dinner recently. His ginseng chicken soup was good."

Feng He said just this, and then kept silent. It was full of hints.

The tone of his words was very relaxed and calm, as if he was just chatting.

Upon hearing this, Fu Ci Yan could hardly hold back his smile.

Master, what does this mean? Are you reminding him to do the same?

Fu Ci Yan's eyes flashed, but he didn't say much.

Feng He puffed out his cheeks somewhat dejectedly. Even though his body was not as good as before, his cultivation level was high enough for him to practice fasting.

Apart from spiritual fruits and elixirs, he basically didn't eat anything every day. His mouth was almost bland now... He just wanted to eat something good.

I hope Fu Ci Yan can have some insight.

After Fu Ci Yan returned, he started to develop dishes.

He also uses ginseng to make chicken soup...

Feng He only then realized that almost everyone who had seen the original owner's appearance but didn't know his character, had admiration for him.

Today, Lin Yanshang, the daughter of the second elder of Lingshan Sect, came to see him.

Although the original owner had bad behavior, he pretended to be a very good person on the outside.

Lin Yanshang came to bring him tea.

"Master, this mist tea was obtained by chance during my training. I will give it to you today..."

Lin Yanshang was also extremely beautiful and charming. Although she didn't know why her master had to cover up her face, she could never forget him after seeing him once...

Feng He looked at the beauty in front of him and felt happy both physically and mentally, so he accepted the tea.

His tone was gentle and elegant: "Thank you, Junior Brother Lin. I also have a pot of Spring Flower Wine here, which has been brewing for a long time. You can take it back to your father. He is a wine lover."

Hearing this, he really sounds like a gentle and modest gentleman.

Lin Yanshang's little face immediately turned red, and her beautiful eyes flickered a little.

Her voice was hesitant and a little shy: "Thank you, Master."

Feng He looked at her and thought to himself that something was wrong.

Don't let a man who is doomed to die delay the girl's life.

So he ordered them to leave: "Junior Brother Lin, let's stop here today. You can go down first."

Lin Yanshang looked up at Fenghe, a little at a loss, but still nodded, and left with the spring flower wine that Fenghe had just dug out.

Feng He breathed a sigh of relief.

But looking at the aroma of tea, my mood improved.

It seems that the original owner really loves tea, and this mist tea is also the best tea.

Fu Ci Yan had been watching from the side, and he didn't say a word about what happened just now.

But he felt a little bitter in his heart.

His master is indeed very popular...

Feng He was so busy studying the tea in her hand that she had no time to care about the land next to her.

Just let him fend for himself.

Fu Ciyan's eyes were filled with resentment. He said, "Master, don't you like to drink that ginseng chicken soup? I have already cooked it in a purple clay pot... The aroma is so fragrant..."

When Feng He heard this, her face froze and she suddenly felt embarrassed.

He seemed to have been hit on, and said angrily: "Go and practice, what are you doing here?"

Fu Ciyan lowered his eyes, looking a little lonely: "Yes."

Feng He snorted coldly and said, "I will test you when the time comes. If you don't meet my requirements... hehe."

Hearing this, Fu Ci Yan felt a little excited for some reason.

He asked calmly, "How?"

Feng He glanced at him sideways and said in a bad tone: "You'll have to figure it out for me when the time comes!"

Fu Ci Yan's breath was choked, and he inexplicably wanted to stop training.

But since his master wanted him to become stronger so much, he still went to practice.

Fu Ci Yan turned and left.

The interaction between his master and Lin Yanshang just now gave him a very strange feeling.

He didn't know why, he just felt very irritated.

Fu Ci Yan shook his head, tried his best to suppress the strange emotions, and went to practice.

Feng He was enjoying making tea, and he didn't want to waste too much, so he put it away.

Thinking of what Fu Ci Yan had just said, he felt very unworthy as a master.

He was so angry.

Feng He rolled his eyes and smiled maliciously.

He was going to check Fu Ciyan's cultivation right now. If he didn't reach a level that satisfied him, hmph...

Feng He seemed to have come to the cave where Fu Ci Yan practiced martial arts by accident.

On Lingxiu Peak, his three disciples all have their own caves for cultivation. There is abundant spiritual energy and it is free from worldly desires, making it very suitable for cultivation in a pure and simple manner.

Feng He himself has it too, and he likes to meditate and practice when he has nothing to do.

Because the original owner was extremely pursuing powerful strength.

Feng He came in cautiously, looking rather shifty. It was obvious that she was not here to do good things.

Fu Ci Yan was meditating there with his eyes closed.

He is pure-hearted and does not seek to compete with the world.

His handsome face and jade-like figure were all revealed.

Feng He always felt that there must be many female disciples in Lingshan Sect who admired Fu Ci Yan.

[That’s right.]

Feng He deliberately restrained his breath so that Fu Ci Yan should not be able to notice his coming.

Feng He stood here and watched for a while. He thought to himself that he should just forget it. Seeing how serious Fu Ci Yan was, it was not easy for him as his master to interrupt him.

Feng He was thinking about leaving, but at this moment Fu Ci Yan opened his eyes.