The peace of the Three Realms depends on me [Food]

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Hi, old cat, I'm back, and started a difficult daily update with my few saved manuscripts.Before opening each article, it is inevitable to talk about the food guide of this article. You should take it as a product manual and glance at it.

1. The worldview is cultivation, the weak are prey to the strong, Gong is the real boss, gods fight and mortals suffer.

Until later, Gong Ye was seriously injured and became a member of the "mortals".Just realized the true meaning of life, a big change in mood, abandoning the war to do good, and the story of going both ways with Shou and finally becoming HE.

2. Life and food novels, not many plots, mainly food.

3. Code words are not easy, you can not love, but don't hurt.Welcome to cutie comment and leave a message to discuss the food around you.Likewise, you don't have to tell me about Qiwen.

Above, I wish the little cuties a happy meal.

By the way, double updates in the first three days~

1. Seeing the walls of my house collapse

It was already late autumn, but there was lightning, thunder, and heavy rain outside.The dense raindrops hit the roof and the courtyard with a dull rushing sound, and the solid tile-roofed house actually felt like it was crumbling in the storm.

Ji Pingan walked to the door, and he raised his eyes to look at the sky outside the house.Lead clouds hang low in the sky, and through the gray-white water curtain, you can see the lightning flashes in the clouds.The cold wind and rain blew in from outside the door, and there was a puddle of water on the ground near the threshold. He had to take a few steps back to prevent his robe from getting wet.

He had never seen this kind of battle in his lifetime. This is not late autumn, even summer thunderstorms are less than one-tenth of this posture.Ji Ping'an was a little worried about his vegetable field. If it continued like this, he was afraid that the vegetable field would accumulate water.

This year's vegetables are growing very well, and he also wants to make more pickled vegetables for the winter. It would be a pity if they were flooded.

Ji Pingan looked up at the sky outside the house again, praying for the rainstorm to stop soon.

It may be that God heard his heartfelt voice. After the thunder exploded, the rain gradually became lighter.But what followed was dense thunder, and Ji Ping'an's ears were numb from the shock. He covered his ears and guessed: Could it be that some powerful person near his home is going through the catastrophe?

It shouldn't be, here is a remote place, who can not think of coming here to build a cave?

A series of thunderstorms exploded overhead, causing people to panic.Ji Ping'an's dog was so frightened that it shrank under his robe. Feeling the dog's trembling, Ji Pingan bent down and patted its head: "Don't be afraid, tiger."

As long as the thunder didn't land on the roof of their house, they were safe.Besides, even if they fell on the roof, as long as the house didn't collapse, they were safe.

Ji Pingan thought optimistically.

The rain outside the house is getting lighter and lighter, and the gloomy sky is gradually brightening up.Suddenly something flickered between the clouds, that flash of light was different from ordinary thunder, it looked like a white line.

Bai Lian gathered and deformed under the clouds, piled up layer upon layer, and finally formed a blooming white lotus.

At the moment when the white lotus took shape, a golden-red aura pierced through the clouds with lightning speed and appeared dazzlingly opposite the white lotus.The stillness of the aura was like a huge egg hanging opposite the white lotus, and the clouds above the egg were dyed a beautiful orange.

The clouds in the sky are impregnated with two auras, presenting a situation where one white and one red are in opposition.

Ji Pingan was dumbfounded, could it be that the Lingbao came into the world? !

Then he heard voices in the sky.It was a man's voice, and the voice was calm with a bit of suppressed anger: "Leng Changtian, enough is enough."

Ji Pingan focused all his spiritual energy on his eyes, looked closely, and saw a person standing on the white lotus.With his cultivation base, he couldn't fully see the appearance of this person, he tried his best to only see the silver hair and blue eyes of this person.

The man was tall, and the exceptionally elegant Bai Lian looked a little more murderous because of his presence.

Ji Ping'an's heart skipped a beat. He must be a very powerful monk with such an astonishing momentum after such a long distance.Judging by the color of his hair and eyes, he should be a demon cultivator.

He looked tremblingly at the person opposite Bai Lian, and at this glance, Ji Ping'an secretly groaned.

The man in the oval aura turned his back to Ji Pingan, and his long golden hair was slightly floating behind him driven by the aura.He couldn't see his face, but Ji Pingan could feel his majestic aura. He flaunted it wantonly, like a sharp knife out of its scabbard.

Of course such an arrogant person would not admit cowardice, he snorted coldly: "Go to hell!"

Ji Pingan can't be optimistic now, he thinks he knows who these two are.

It is said that Beast Emperor Wumo's Frost Sky White Training is like a blooming lotus when unfolded, and he is described as extremely handsome with silver hair and blue eyes.And Yuhuang Leng Changtian's magic weapon is the Hunyuan Bell, which is an ancient artifact with strong defensive properties, and when it is unfolded, it looks like a giant egg.

The two of them confronted the Demon Emperor in front of them!And just now, the Beast Emperor had already spoken the name of the Yu Emperor.

Everyone in the world knows that Yuhuang Leng Changtian and Yaohuang Wumo will pinch each other if they don't agree with each other. Every hundred years there will be a war between the Yu clan and the orc clan, and the world of comprehension will be miserable because of this.

Could it be that the century has come? !

Usually, these two people would only fight at the junction of the feather clan and the orc clan. How could they fight on the human territory? !

Other monks must be very excited to see the confrontation between the two demon gods, because they can learn a lot from the confrontation between the two, and they may even have some insights and breakthroughs.

However, Ji Ping'an's heart was full of alarm bells.

Immortals fight and mortals suffer, and demon gods attack near his house, so he has to run away!If he was affected, the consequences would be disastrous.Besides, how can the demon god's tricks be understood by someone like him?

But where can I go?Even if Ji Pingan broke his leg, he was not as fast as the auras that broke through the clouds and scattered in all directions.

As soon as the two demon gods made a move, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, sand and stones were flying... Well, it has just rained a few times, and there are not so many sand and stones.However, the fallen leaves in the mountains and forests were blown up by the strong wind and flew into the sky, and the sky that was brighter just now suddenly darkened again.

As soon as Ji Pingan rushed out of the yard with his big dog, which had been frightened by the crackling sound of spiritual energy, his face was covered with a few sticky leaves.The leaves soaked in water drops slapped coldly on his face, making him shiver.

He took off the leaves from his face, and he did not forget to comfort the big dog: "Don't be afraid, tiger."

The big dog shook even more fiercely. Seeing the situation outside the house, it struggled desperately.With a shake of Ji Pingan's hand, Hu Zi jumped out of his hand and went straight to the house.

Ji Pingan was in a hurry: "Huzi, come back!" However, the dog who was already frightened out of control jumped back into the house unwillingly.

Just as Ji Pingan was about to go back and pull the tiger out, he saw a flash of platinum-gold spiritual light in front of his eyes.

he!fly!rise!Come!up!

His body flew into the sky involuntarily like an out-of-control kite, and in a whirl, his body had already flown over the roof.

He saw his house falling apart like a jigsaw puzzle built by the former village children. First the roof tiles flew in the same direction as him, and then the rafters.

boom--

The walls of his house collapsed and a cloud of dust rose.

It’s over.

Ji Pingan only had these two words in his mind, and then the boundless darkness engulfed him.

When he woke up again, the wind and rain had stopped, the autumn sky was like a blue mirror, and the two demon emperors were nowhere to be found.The sound of birdsong came from all around. If it wasn't for his vision being distorted, he would even feel that what happened before he passed out was an illusion.

He sat up straight with difficulty and straightened his breathing. Fortunately, he was still alive.

When he saw the situation around him clearly, he patted his chest in fear.

He was blown north by the demon emperor's aura to the hillside behind the house. He was lucky and fell into a ditch full of fallen leaves.If it was a few feet cheaper, he would have smashed it onto a rock and fell to his death.

With lingering fears in his heart, Ji Pingan bowed to God: "God bless, ancestors bless!" This winter solstice, he will definitely worship his ancestors well and add a few more dishes to his ancestors!

Although there is no trauma, but such a sudden fall is not very good.Ji Ping'an's clothes were soaked, and he climbed out of the ditch with hands and feet. When the mountain wind blew, he was so cold that he sneezed.

At this moment, he saw his big dog limping up and down the path up the mountain, as if searching for something.

Ji Pingan raised his voice and shouted: "Tiger——"

The black dog suddenly raised its head, and it turned to look in Ji Ping'an's direction.Before Ji Pingan could yell a second time, Huzi quickly crossed the ravine grass and rushed towards Ji Pingan.

The dog who had survived the catastrophe could only express his excitement with his body, he crawled into Ji Ping'an's arms and whimpered for a long time.Ji Ping'an was also very excited. He thought that the tiger was crushed to death by the collapsed house, but he didn't expect God to open his eyes and save his life, and returned his tiger's beard and tail to him.

After finally calming Huzi, Ji Pingan straightened up and looked towards his home.

He is a small medicine man who makes a living by collecting herbs. He is very familiar with the back mountain, and he also remembers the direction and appearance of his home very clearly.There are two tall persimmon trees near his house, which were planted by his grandfather. In autumn and winter, the persimmon trees will be full of red persimmons.

At this time, the persimmon tree was cut off in the middle, and the house next to the tree was in ruins.

The col was still peaceful, but the place Ji Pingan was familiar with became potholed.

His house collapsed, and in the fall and winter, he lost his home that sheltered him from the wind, rain, and cold.

Ji Pingan had fun in his bitterness: "Huzi, it seems that we will have a new house to live in in the near future!"

Huzi rubbed against his palm: "嘿嘿嘤~" It raised its black eyes to look at Ji Pingan, full of dependence.

Ji Pingan gave Huzi a comforting smile: "Go, let's go home."

If the house is destroyed, it can still be built, and if there are no people, there will be nothing.At least they are still alive, this is the greatest luck!

The mountain road after the rain is covered with wet leaves, and the leaves are wet and slippery when they are full of water. If you don’t pay attention when you step down, you will fall on your back.

One person and one dog stepped on the weeds on the roadside and walked carefully down the mountain. When halfway along the road, the tiger suddenly clamped its tail and whimpered in horror.It shrank its body and hid directly under Ji Ping'an. Ji Ping'an's heart trembled, did he encounter a beast?

No, although the tiger is delicate in front of him, it is very fierce when it encounters wild animals in the mountains.It is not possible to hide!

Ji Ping'an's body tensed up, and a layer of cold sweat dripped from his back.The house is leaky and windy, if he encounters a beast that even a tiger is afraid of, his little life will probably be accounted for here.

There was a rustling sound from the bushes, and Ji Ping was on guard.When his nerves stretched to the limit, he saw a fist-sized head protruding from the bushes on the side of the road!

A little milk cat!

Ji Pingan looked down at the tiger who was about to urinate speechlessly. Ever since the tiger was repaired by the cat of Cuicui's house in Qiancun, he hid when he saw the cat.

Ji Pingan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is this what you are good at?"

2. The demon emperor in trouble is not as good as a cat

This is a fist-sized kitten with blue eyes like the sky.Just looking at these eyes, Ji Ping'an can tell that this cat must be very good-looking when it grows up.But when he saw the whole body of the kitten clearly, what he thought was: Can this cat grow up.

Most of the fur of the kitten's body had been scorched, and the tail was more severely injured. The skin of the entire tail had disappeared, revealing bright red flesh and white bones.

I don't know if it fell into the pit like myself. At this time, its whole body is covered with muddy water, and the only remaining fur is stuck to the skin pitifully.It shivered in the bushes, like a big mouse.

It was too small, and the pain made it sluggish. When Ji Pingan carefully carried it out from the bushes, it didn't even have the strength to resist.Dirty muddy water dripped down the kitten's fur, and Ji Ping'an gently wiped the muddy water off the kitten's body with his sleeve.

For the sake of the innocent lives that were affected at the same time, Ji Ping'an wanted to save it, but whether he could survive or not depended on its fate.

The kitten weakly opened his eyes and looked at Ji Pingan, and Ji Pingan gave it a smile: "Don't be afraid, you will be fine."

The kitten exhaled a breath of cool air from its mouth and nose, and it closed its eyes sleepily.

Ji Pingan greeted Huzi: "Let's go home."

The tiger was fighting on all fours and walking crookedly. It followed Ji Ping'an's footsteps tremblingly, walking towards the house one by one.

The house of Ji Ping'an's family is a house handed down from the ancestors. It was originally a courtyard with three entrances and three exits.When it was passed to him, only the front yard was left.

This house, which has been passed down for four generations, was forced to fulfill its mission in Ji Ping'an's generation, and collapsed without honor.

Ji Ping'an was drenched all over, the most urgent thing was to take a shower and change into dry clothes.He was lucky. The room where the kitchen used to be was broken two years ago, so he asked someone to repair it.Unexpectedly, the repaired kitchen turned out to be the least damaged one. Except that there is no roof, almost everything in the kitchen can be used.

Just as Ji Pingan was about to clean the stove and boil a pot of hot water for a bath, he heard a few dogs barking outside the door.At the same time, an anxious voice came over: "My mother! Why did the house collapse! Safe! Safe!"

Anxious voices came from far to near, and after a while, a young man with a strong figure and a simple and honest temperament rushed into the yard.He is He Lang, Ji Ping'an's younger brother, and one of the few hunters in Qingshui Bay.

Seeing the messy yard, He Lang's face turned pale, and he hurriedly went to pick up the ruins: "Peace! Ping An, don't scare me!"

Ji Pingan quickly came out from behind the stove and called out, "I'm here, Langzi, I'm fine."

He Lang turned his head and saw that there was blood on his friend's disheveled face, his eyes turned red immediately: "My mother, you scared me to death! I thought you were dead!"

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Yaohuang Wumo heard someone scolding him in a trance, and listened intently, yes, someone really was scolding him, by name.

"Wumo with no conscience! A bastard who gave birth to a son without farts!"

Dazed, he opened his eyes and looked around, only to see that he was lying in a broken house with air leaks everywhere.The house has no roof, and it looks like a ruin at first glance.

A piece of cloth was being pulled in the corner of the house, and the sound of water came from inside, it should be someone taking a bath.

And the person who scolded him was sitting in front of him, with his back turned to him, slapping his thigh and scolding: "The demon emperor who has no conscience, has done all kinds of immoral things! Why don't the two of them fight in their own house? They came here to fight. When your house collapsed, he just slapped his ass and left like that! Let me see him, I have to beat him to death!"

Wu Mo was sober now, and he opened his eyes to look at the man who spoke wildly.

Good guy, this is an ordinary person!It was the first time he heard ordinary people dare to say that they saw him and beat him to death, it was strange.

Wumo swept around with his divine sense, and he remembered, isn't this the place where he and Leng Changtian fought for the last time?

He and Leng Changtian didn't get along, and this encounter was also accidental.Although the two of them have left some injuries on each other every time they met in these years, this is the first time that they have been injured like this.

He swears as the demon emperor that he has tried his best to choose the battlefield in a place inaccessible to people, and he also tried his best to release the demon power in the sky when fighting, but he did not expect that it would still affect the innocent.

Not to mention that he was injured so badly this time. When he was in a coma, his body had shrunk to the extreme.Wu Mo felt the flow of spiritual energy in his body, and he felt that his strength was stronger when he was born than now.

Reminiscent of the disheveled human being he saw before, Wumo came to his senses—was he... being picked up by someone?

He was dizzy just now, and someone did pick him up in the haze.This is strange, he and Leng Changtian have been fighting for so many years, but he was discovered by humans after the first fight.

I wonder what happened to Leng Changtian?

Wumo believes that Leng Changtian will only be worse than him.

As a demon cultivator, Wumo has dealt with humans before, so he doesn't have a good impression of humans.Most humans are sinister, cunning and selfish, and you have to be very careful when dealing with them.

But the human who helped him was different, Wumo vaguely remembered that it was a handsome person.

With a sweep of consciousness, the person who saved him was taking a bath behind the curtain.His skin was very white, his arms and back were covered with bruises, and he fell hard when he saw it.

According to them, this man's house was demolished by him?

He Lang was still angry, he said bitterly: "Yes, if I see them next time, I will definitely beat them to death!"

Ji Ping'an's voice came from behind the curtain: "People like us have no chance of getting close to the demon emperor. They are demon cultivators who are more powerful than human cultivators. Golden Core cultivators in Fu'an City can walk sideways, let alone them ?”

Of course He Lang knew it, but he was still angry: "I can't beat them to death, I'll scold them to death. A bunch of vicious bastards, they don't care about other people's life or death."

Ji Ping'an crawled out of the big wooden barrel with a rustle, without the shelter of the house, he didn't enjoy taking a bath today.But he is already very content to let him clean his body.

He carefully wiped off the water stains on his body. Because of some injuries on his body, his movements were a little slow: "Don't scold, even if you scold dry, they won't hear you. Why make yourself angry, it's not worth it If you have the time and energy, you might as well do something practical."

He Lang said angrily, "I don't have your good temper and determination. If my house collapses, I won't be able to calm down."

Ji Pingan opened the curtain and came out. He wiped his wet hair with a clean handkerchief: "There's nothing I can do if I don't calm down, and I can't let the two demon kings pay for my house. I can be under the hands of the two demon kings." It’s time to be happy when you get a little life back.”

He Lang stared at Ji Pingan without saying a word.Ji Pingan hung the handkerchief on the long rope outside: "My great-grandfather moved to Clear Water Bay to avoid the world. He said to my grandfather: Ordinary people are ants in the eyes of high-ranking monks. When you walk, you will Do you pay attention to what the ants are doing? This is a world where the weak eat the strong, look, you went hunting in the mountains and destroyed how many families of small animals, don’t they have nothing to do with you?”

He Lang was a little frustrated: "You are right, but I'm still very angry."

Ji Pingan smiled: "Then you continue to be angry for a while?"

He Lang chuckled and said, "Forget it, next time I'll scold those two bastards with no farts/eyes. I'll help you pack your things, and you and I will go home later."

After thinking for a while, Ji Pingan said: "Langzi, there is something I want to tell you. I don't want to part with my things. Can you help me build a shed later? Try to build it as firmly as possible, I guess I have to live in it a period of time."

When a house collapses, it has to be rebuilt, and rebuilding is not a matter of a day or two. It takes at least a month for the old craftsmen in the town to build a house.The location of his home is remote, and the rebuilding time will only be longer.Of course, how long it will take will not be known until tomorrow when I go to the town and ask the old craftsmen.

Moreover, the demon emperor's fight must not only affect his family. During this period of time, the price of stone materials will definitely increase, and the craftsmen may not be able to be busy.

When Ji Pingan just took a bath, he was already thinking about what to do in the next period of time. After thinking about it, he was already ready to spend the winter in the shed.

He Lang exploded again, and the veins on his forehead burst out: "What are you talking about?! What kind of shed do you live in! How can I let you live here alone when this happened?"

Ji Ping'an was the only one in the entire mountain depression, and his house was usually strong enough to stop wild animals.Living in a shed now, not to mention that Ji Ping'an would suffer from the cold, would the shed collapse immediately when the wild wolves and bears in the mountains came?

When Ji Pingan said he wanted to live here, He Lang was the first to refuse.

Ji Pingan smiled without saying a word. Seeing him laughing like this, He Lang's anger was extinguished.Where did he not understand what Ji Ping'an meant, he was being considerate of himself.

There is an elderly mother and brother-in-law in He Lang's family. They haven't separated yet, and the sister-in-law often gossips about He Lang. If he brings another person back, his sister-in-law will ruin the family.

Ji Pingan said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Then build me a sturdy shed."

He Lang knew that his friend seemed to have a good temper, but in fact, once he made up his mind, he would not be able to pull back eight horses.He Lang was helpless and frustrated: "Okay..."

Ji Pingan took two steps towards He Lang, and suddenly he felt a gaze fall on him, following the feeling, he met the kitten's eyes.

Ji Pingan was surprised: "Oh, are you awake?" Although this cat is small, its vitality is quite tenacious.

Wumo struggled to stand up, as a demon emperor, he had his own dignity, how could he be hugged by mortals?But he worked hard for a long time, except that his neck could move, and other parts of his body didn't listen to him at all.

Ji Pingan thought that Wu Mo was afraid, so he said softly, "Don't be afraid, I will help you clean the wound and then give you some medicine."

When He Lang turned his head, he found a bald cat on the table. The corners of his mouth twitched: "What time is it, do you still keep cats? If you want to raise them, you should raise them better. I'll catch you a big cat later, and go straight to the cat." You can catch mice. Don’t you like that cat in Cuicui’s house? It just gave birth to a litter of kittens, isn’t it prettier than this one?”

Ji Pingan gently touched Wumo's head, feeling that Wumo did not resist, he said warmly: "I picked this up on the mountain just now, it hurts badly, it's pitiful."

He Lang's face turned dark: "I'm not saying you're safe, you have to be kind." I can't live anymore, and I even picked up small animals. Isn't this adding trouble to myself?

He Lang disliked it: "Pick up a good-looking thing, pick up such an ugly thing."

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He Lang, right?I remember you.