The Big Winner of Cultivation

While thinking about the [-] ways to eat the suckling pig, Wen Le teamed up with Lu Xiaoji to assist Lin Chengfeng in the attack, while Fang Yue wandered aside, waiting for the opportunity to hit the big pig hard.

Although Lin Chengfeng's Void Star Sword is good at defense, it doesn't mean it can only defend. In addition, the more you practice defensive sword moves, the more you can see through the weak points in the opponent's defense and attack.I saw the light of his sword fluttering like a frightened dragon, like a swimming dragon, turning left and right, gathering and dispersing at times, interlaced with reality and reality, changing endlessly, beating this big pig who has reached the elementary level of foundation building to no avail .

Although the pig's mind is already open and its cultivation level is not weak, after all, four hooves are no match for six hands, and it has to worry about its own child not being attacked by Fang Yue, so it will soon be in a difficult situation.

Fang Yue made a sudden stab, and the residual light sword pointed at the big pig's eyes fiercely. The big pig shook his head eagerly and pressed his fangs against the tip of the sword, but he didn't block Lin Chengfeng's backhand sword.

Puchi!

The extremely sharp Minghe sword brought a cloud of blood, and successfully cut off the big pig's front hoof.

The severely wounded pig raised its head and hissed miserably, a ferocious look flashed in the eyes of the beast, and a faint blood light suddenly appeared on the originally black body.

"Quick retreat! It's going to explode itself!" Lin Chengfeng was well-informed, recognized that the beast was going to explode the inner alchemy, and wanted to die with them, so he hurriedly told his juniors to leave.

It is obvious that Lin Chengfeng has the highest cultivation level, but he is used to fencing swords, so the one who escapes the fastest is actually Wen Le who is diligent in cultivating body skills.

The four of them ran less than a hundred meters when they felt the ground shake, and even a few bloody pieces of flesh fell nearby.

The power of this explosion is terrifying.Lu Xiaoji had some palpitations, thankfully he escaped early.

Lin Chengfeng and Fang Yue were naturally a little disappointed, but it was a pity that they were about to get hundreds of catties of barbecue.

Wen Le was thinking wildly: This pig is so stupid, if it were me, I would pretend to blow myself up, and run away while the enemy is scared away.It's so stupid to be serious. Sure enough, no matter how smart a pig is, it's still a pig.Well, but this idea is good, I can think about it again, learn how to pretend to blow up, it should be useful in the future.

This sudden explosion also made the fierce beasts in the forest a little restless, and the originally peaceful Beast Valley began to have a lot of movement.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Chengfeng was afraid that the movement just now would disturb the beasts, so he hurried away with his juniors.

After returning from this practice, Wen Le and Lu Xiaoji had combat experience, and their swords were stained with blood. Fang Yue also tested his sword skills. The three of them discussed their gains and losses in the battle together, and they all felt quite rewarding.

Lin Chengfeng stood aside and smiled without saying a word. Naturally, he would not tell his juniors that they were actually safe all along.The contribution points paid at the gate of the Beast Valley are not only used to enter the Beast Valley, but also exchanged for a Jade Slip of Letters. If there is any danger, once it is crushed, the Jindan Daoist from Qianyuan Peak will come to rescue him.

In fact, everyone knows this, but they will not tell the newcomers who participated in the training.Otherwise, newcomers will lose their fighting spirit and develop the habit of relying on others if they think that someone will come to rescue them if they are in danger.Cultivation is to struggle between life and death to survive, if you put your hope on others, the road ahead will only be more bumpy and difficult.

Lin Chengfeng originally planned to go back the same way, but Wen Le and Lu Xiaoji's interest in traveling still persisted, and they clamored to go to other peaks to see them.Fortunately, the teleportation array was very fast, and everyone took a quick look at the flowers, except for Lingxiao Peak and Lianhua Peak, they went for a walk.When we got back to Xiaoyao Pavilion, it was already dark.

The next day, everyone's work and rest returned to the past.Wen Le insisted on exercising his spiritual consciousness every day, he relied on taking spiritual pills to refine his Qi, studied formations when he had time, and asked Shen Xie for advice when he encountered difficulties. He lived a very fulfilling life.In fact, at the middle stage of Qi refining, monks don't need to go to bed, they just need to meditate to recover.It's just that Wen Le is used to sleeping, so her schedule has not changed.

There is no sun and moon in practice.Soon, half a year passed.

A month ago, Wen Le's cultivation had reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, and he was able to manipulate the Juanyun Sword with his spiritual consciousness. Shen Xie also continued his retreat.Fang Yue was stimulated by Wen Le's cultivation speed, and he also began to retreat to the ninth level of Qi refining, vowing not to leave the level until the ninth level.

Although Lu Xiaoji worked hard day and night, his progress still couldn't keep up with Wen Le, who had opened the cheating device of pill flow. After half a year of hard work, he had only just passed the fourth level of Qi Refining.But he and Wen Le have always been on good terms, and he can only be happy for Wen Le in his heart, and has no intention of jealousy.

Lin Chengfeng saw his juniors chasing after each other in practice, so he was naturally unwilling to lag behind, and he didn't waste time. Although his cultivation was still in the middle stage of foundation establishment, he had become more and more proficient in swordsmanship and spells.

Today is Lin Chengfeng's birthday, but the food in Xiaoyao Pavilion was eaten up a few days ago, so Lin Chengfeng can only take over the mission of the sect and go down the mountain to buy food.

Lu Xiaoji is waiting for Lin Chengfeng to return in Xiaoyao Pavilion.Wen Le went out early in the morning, leaving him alone to wait for Lin Chengfeng.

Lin Chengfeng walked in: "Hey, where's the little brother?" He had purchased a lot of things this time, and the storage ring couldn't fit, and even the spare storage bag came in handy.

In normal times, Wen Le rushed over happily to meet him, Lu Xiaoji laughed, and pulled Lin Chengfeng out.

"Where to go?"

"Brother Lin, just follow me, Wen Le is still waiting for us."

The gate of Shushan covers the whole mountain. The four seasons in Shushan are like spring, and the climate is pleasant. With the accumulation of spiritual energy, flowers bloom all year round, making the gate of the mountain beautiful.But there is a place in the Shushan Mountains where the climate is like the outside world, with four seasons changing in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Wen Le is here now.

It was winter, and it was snowing heavily.Although the monk was not afraid of the cold winter, he still couldn't help rubbing his hands and stomping his feet as he watched the snowflakes fall and felt the biting chill.

Lin Chengfeng followed Lu Xiaoji to a medicine garden in Qingluan Peak. The spiritual grass planted here needs to feel the alternation of the four seasons, so there is such a celestial phenomenon.

Wen Le had already stuffed a large red envelope full of spirit stones into the disciples of Qingluan Peak who were guarding the place, and after promising not to damage the spirit grass, he successfully rented it for one day.So there is no one else in the Shaohua Pavilion, only him waiting eagerly.

Seeing the figures of Lin Chengfeng and Lu Xiaoji appearing, Wen Le was overjoyed, took out a modern shabu shabu, and quickly turned on the fire.There is no blacksmith in Shushan, but Lu Xiaoji has learned how to forge weapons. Although he can't make any good things at present, it is easy to make a pot according to Wen Le's idea.

"Brother, you're back." Wen Le brushed off the snowflakes falling from the seat, and guided Lin Chengfeng to sit down attentively.

Lin Chengfeng smiled and handed over the storage ring, and Wen Le quickly opened it. After all, today's food depends on this purchase.

Although there is no chili, there are dogwood, Fuliu vine, and peppercorns. Wen Le sees these condiments as very friendly.He poured all kinds of seasonings bought by Lin Chengfeng into the pot, and sprinkled chicken broth to enhance the freshness, making a pot of thick red soup.

Lin Chengfeng looked at this strange pot curiously. The bottom part looked like an upside-down bowl. There was a door in the bowl, and the burning charcoal could be seen inside.An unsealed iron basin was connected to the top of the bowl, and a thinner and thinner hollow pipe emerged from the middle of the iron basin. It is unknown where Wen Le found this strange thing.

Wen Le picked up the Juanyun Sword and sliced ​​the beef and mutton into thin slices, and poured them into the pot with various vegetables.In other words, if you learn swordsmanship well, it is practical, and it can catch up with the knife skills of a great chef.

Soon, the hot pot was steaming, and Wen Le started to make the sauce.Although Wen Le's cooking skills are terrible, he can't stand the fact that he has eaten so many delicacies. Although he doesn't know how to cook, he remembers the taste.

Although there are no peanuts, coriander, or hot sauce in Shushan, there are substitutes.Wen Le believed that he was not afraid of erysipelas, so he tasted various elixir and herbs, and actually selected a few of them that tasted similar to modern hot pot dipping dishes and were not poisonous.

Others buy the elixir to increase their cultivation, while Wen Le buys the elixir to spice it up. Such a big deal, tsk tsk.

Wen Le handed the seasoning dish to Lin Chengfeng and Fang Yue, watching the various dishes in the hot pot tumbling, couldn't help but scooped up a piece of duck blood with chopsticks.

Iced fruit juice heats steaming hot pot, a winter favorite.Wen Le sighed contentedly, I really missed the era when food was everywhere.

Lin Chengfeng carefully picked up a piece of mutton, and took a bite. The spicy taste that he had never tasted bloomed from the tip of his tongue, and there seemed to be a heat rising in his throat. He quickly took a sip of iced fruit juice and suppressed it.

This feeling is really wonderful.

Wen Le raised his glass and looked at Lin Chengfeng: "Eldest brother, today is your birthday, and the younger brother doesn't have any gifts, so I wish you a happy birthday with this hot pot."

Lin Chengfeng was moved and responded with a smile.

The red oil in the hot pot was boiling, everyone moved their index fingers, and chopsticks fell like raindrops, eating up all the food in the pot.If Wen Le hadn't stopped him, Lin Chengfeng would have almost drank the soup.Although it is said that monks are not afraid of being hot, the bottom of the hot pot is not drinkable.

How about, next time, I will make mandarin duck pot for the big brother?