Chapter Twenty-One: Damn, You're a Fake!
As he spoke, he suddenly hugged Wang Tianqing and choked up: "Tianqing, I'm so useless, it's hundreds." It's been a year. Be. It's the world. Woo woo. ”
Wang Tianqing, who was hugged to death, was at a loss, wearing Xu Ayawei's special animal skin clothes, and after a while, a large piece of wet and close to the skin was damn breathable.
Damn, you're a fake uncle!
The crazy shouting in his heart couldn't withstand the uncle's wide embrace, and gradually Wang Tianqing even gave up the idea of struggling, and looked at the Origin Mountain in the middle of the night with empty eyes.
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"Mother, father. ”
Wang Tianqing, who saw the savior, struggled slightly, broke free from Bo and ran to Xu Yanwei, Bo's face changed, and he returned to the expression of a straight man of steel before turning around stiffly.
The expressionless Bo silently left this place and walked into the clan court, while Wang Tianqing was in Xu Ayawei's arms and did not observe this scene.
Wang Qimin interrupted the mother-son relationship inappropriately: "Tianqing, how much else do you know about the nine attributes of heaven and earth, except for the five elements, yin and yang, and wind and thunder?"
Xu Ayawei's face was unhappy after letting go of Wang Tianqing, and her stare made Wang Qimin's expression beside her more and more unnatural.
Wang Tianqing first looked around and found that his uncle had disappeared, and after thinking about it, he still shook his head at Wang Qimin.
Seeing this, Wang Qimin was silent for a while: "It's me who didn't think about it, it's already very incredible that Tianqing can think of so much." ”
"Relying on the five elements, yin and yang, and wind and thunder you mentioned, not only did your mother and I take this to further our cultivation, but even the ancestral lineage of the human race benefited a lot. ”
"Ancestral vein, is it the divine dragon that my father often said?"
"That's right, it's the dragon-shaped ancestral vein formed in the Origin Mountain, and it's also the only ancestral vein of my human race. ”
Wang Tianqing thought thoughtfully, and did not continue to ask questions to end the topic, whether the dragon-shaped ancestral vein is a Chinese divine dragon or a lizard in the West, I hope that the ancestral vein is what the Chinese divine dragon looks like, and it is better to have a five-clawed golden dragon.
Xu Ayawei looked at the two who didn't have the next move and had an idea: "Let's go, go home and have a meal first, otherwise Tianqing will have to rush back to teach the clansmen to forge." ”
Wang Qimin suddenly realized: "Yes, let's go, eat." ”
Xu Ayawei ignored Wang Qimin and took Wang Tianqing's hand and walked to the clan court first, and Wang Qimin had no choice but to follow silently.
Soon after entering the clan court, Wang Tianqing met Uncle and Uncle Zhong who were guarding the way, and was slightly embarrassed when he looked at his uncle, but fortunately he was held by his mother and left this place of right and wrong immediately.
In the wooden house, the father and son sat face to face on the red sandalwood table, and after Xu Yanwei instructed the maid to prepare the food, Lianbu gently moved to the red sandalwood table, pulled out a red sandalwood chair, sat down, and listened to the conversation between the father and son.
"Tianqing, how does it feel to teach the clansmen to forge these days, and is there any place where I need to help. ”
"No, Jiang Lao, they are all people who have cultivated to a high level, and they can learn what I said very quickly, and draw inferences. ”
"Of course, how many people are there in the human race, with billions of background support, it is easy to pick out ten people who are suitable for learning forging. ”
What the father said was that the children did not have to work hard to teach them, and they felt very happy. ”
Xu Ayawei was about to wait until the end of the conversation between the father and son to ask how her baby son was doing, but the maid came up with a stone basin.
The four maids quickly put the red sandalwood table on one stone basin, and when Xu Yanwei saw this, she immediately urged the father and son who were still talking: "Eat first, and I'll talk about any problems later." ”
The food in the stone basin is very ordinary, without any complicated cooking methods, a pot of roasted pork meat with only some salt and orange juice, a pot of roasted corn without technical content, a pot of roasted sweet potatoes without technical content, and a pot of roast beef is exactly the same as roast pork meat.
However, compared with roast beef, there has been a great change in roast pork, that is, when it is served, it has been divided into small pieces of meat, which greatly facilitates Wang Tianqing's eating.
Wang Tianqing eats very openly, even if the ingredients on the origin continent have not been cooked professionally, the original taste is very good, which may be the reason for absorbing the aura!
After eating a rich lunch, there are two fly in the ointment, the first is that without professional cooking techniques and seasoning, the deliciousness of the ingredients can often only be brought into play.
The second is that if you can only grasp the food, there is no force at all, and there is no sense of ritual in life at all.
In order to live happily with Ying'er in the future, I have to work hard to develop the Xia tribe as soon as possible, not to be exactly the same as in Lanxing's memory, but I can't be so low!
Pinch your fingers, noon is coming to an end, and the wind is howling.
After Wang Tianqing wiped his mouth, he got up and said goodbye to the second elder: "The child leaves first, otherwise he won't be able to catch up with the last class later." ”
Wang Qimin nodded: "Go ahead." ”
Xu Ayawei was not as plain as Wang Qimin, and hurriedly swallowed the sweet potato in her mouth and said: "Qing'er, it doesn't matter, my mother will send you." ”
After putting down the uneaten sweet potato in her hand, Xu Ayawei walked to Wang Tianqing's side, took his hand, and slowly disappeared in front of Wang Qimin's eyes.
Wang Tianqing, who was flying in the sky again, still couldn't stop sighing, flying in the Blue Star memory can only be achieved by relying on airplanes, etc., and as long as he cultivates to reach the Venerable Realm, he can initially start flying.
He really wanted to break through to the Venerable Realm as soon as possible to try the feeling of flying freely in the sky, instead of being held by his mother and flying slowly.
It's a pity that while the Innate Dao Body has brought various benefits to itself, it has also seriously delayed the speed of his advancement.
If an ordinary person could have half the size of an egg, he would have reached the limit and started nine turns, and his mixed yuan Jin Dan still did not feel a trace of resistance after reaching the size of an egg.
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Wang Tianqing, who fell in front of the wooden house, waved to Xu Ayawei in the sky, Xu Ayawei smiled and waved at Wang Tianqing before cutting open the void and disappearing, and Xu Ayawei, who returned to the rosewood table, whispered to Wang Qimin while eating the sweet potatoes just left.
Wang Tianqing only entered the wooden house after witnessing Xu Ayawei leaving, and since it was a little time to fly back, it was just right to prepare.
I carefully recalled what I had forged in the past few days, first I made a kitchen knife, then a sword, then a knife, and finally an axe.
So what's next?
Fang Tian Painting Halberd?Green Dragon Glaive Knife?......
Every time he came up with a weapon of fame on the Blue Star, Wang Tianqing vetoed it one by one, and he couldn't help but think that Jiang Lao's curious baby would show that exploratory gaze every time he made a weapon, and he felt annoyed to death if he didn't give a reasonable explanation.