Who said that food is in the mortal world? monks don't want to make it, once the monk is engaged in cooking, it is certain to make flowers.

The food cooked by the Lingxuan master, not to mention the color, aroma, salty, spicy, sweet and sour flavors, the taste of removing impurities is unforgettable, after entering the abdomen, almost all of it will be turned into spiritual power for the body to absorb, and the aftertaste will linger in the mouth for a while.

Lin Qianlan felt that the spirit made by Nian Demon was already a delicacy in the world, but there was no harm if there was no comparison, Nian Mo made it was a delicacy in the world, and what Liu Zhelu made was undoubtedly a delicacy of the fairy family.

Lin Qianlan, who has always thought that she is by no means a foodie, stepped into the lotus pond of the food building alone for the third time in seven days, and has a tendency to slide into the abyss of foodies.

At a glance, there were many monks who had slid into the abyss of food, and there were not a few empty lotus leaves left.

Song Xian generously shared his special seat with her, saying that when he came, he could sit directly over.

As for Song Xian's reason for Wu Ling, or for some other reason, he would treat her like this, well, it can be said that he treated her differently, she didn't think about it anymore, if he had any other purpose, he would say it sooner or later.

Perhaps, being idle is also idle, and looking at her is also a reason.

However, after that day, she didn't see Song Xian again, only saw Linlang once, saying that Wu Ling liked the fragrant beast she made, and said that if she met the fragrant beast again during the trip, she would ask her to help control it again.

It's just that after the initial control, how good can the taste be? Lin Qianlan knew what Wu Ling really liked, not the Fragrant Beast itself. Regardless of whether Linlang and Song Xian noticed the difference, it was obvious that Wu Ling didn't tell them the reason why he liked it, and because of this, Lin Qianlan had a good impression of Wu Ling and agreed.

After sitting down, an attendant came over, and Lin Qianlan ordered two kinds of spirits.

Looking at the figure of the attendant, she actually felt the same as the peerless true monarch admiring the beautiful boy, although it was only a puppet made of spirit wood, but it was not inferior to a real person in terms of beauty.

The clothes worn by these puppet attendants are embroidered with embroidered symbols, and each embroidered symbol is nothing special when you look at it individually, it is nothing more than all kinds of flowers and plants, but as the attendants move, there is something more in the lotus pond that makes people's minds clear.

On closer inspection, the attendants shuttled between the lotus leaves according to the established route, combined with the embroidered rune spirit pattern, implying a rhythm.

Not only the puppet attendants, but also the lotus pond and lotus leaves are all part of this rhythm.

This kind of rhythm can also be called the rule of Taoism.

It was Liu Zhelu who integrated part of his understanding of the rules of heaven and earth into here.

Some of the realizations of an immortal monarch are not something that any monk can experience in a big sect, and for casual cultivators, it is a good thing that can't be bought, so why don't you attract people to sit often?

If you can eat first-class food that can increase your spiritual power, and you may have some understanding, this is the best place to go on the immortal boat that can't cultivate freely, so it's almost full every day.

Of course, eating is still the main place, after all, this is not the Daofa Pavilion, but the Dining Building.

She didn't know about others, and she herself ate happily every time.

Probably, this is one of the meanings of cultivating immortals. If we practice only for the sake of immortality, and give up the original hope that everyone should have, what is the meaning of immortality?

"Fold the Deer Immortal Monarch?" Lin Qianlan said in surprise. It was not the puppet that sent her the spirit, but the willow deer.

Today's willow deer is still carefully decorated with a face, but the left side of the forehead is not painted with the previous plum pattern, it is a dark color of the peony pattern, and the peony on it is in the budding state. Although the whole pattern is only more than an inch long, the subtleties are very exquisitely outlined, echoing the blue robe embroidered with peony patterns on his body.

Liu Zhelu is from the Kunyin world, and it is not surprising that he will pay attention to his appearance, because the Kunyin world is an interface that respects women.

Most of the mortal countries at each interface are respected by men, and the proportion of men and women who are equal is small.

One of the main reasons is that men are naturally stronger than women, and in the absence of external help to balance the power of men and women, men first rely on force to subdue women, and brainwash and educate them.

In the Kunyin world, a man's natural strength is no longer an advantage.

The strength of women in the Kunyin world is naturally inferior to that of men, but women will practice the method of internal breath since they were young, and they will open up a sea of internal breath in the middle dantian to form an internal breath equivalent to internal force. And all the internal breathing methods in the Kunyin Realm, men can't cultivate.

Whoever is strong is respected, so it is women who are respected in the Kunyin world.

It is an iron law that men have been instilled since childhood.

When she saw the humanistic description of the mortal country in the Kunyin Realm on the Divine Book, she also sighed.

"There is Lao Xianjun. Lin Qianlan only saw Liu Zhelu when she came with Song Xian, and she didn't see it twice after she came alone.

She knew that Liu Zhilu appeared that time because of Song Xian, and Liu Zhilu left after cooking Quemei tea for the two of them, in fact, for Song Xian, during which Song Xian basically talked to him, it can be said that she didn't say a few words to him, it was just a relationship.

I would be surprised to see him.

Liu Zhelu put the spirit on the stage and asked, "Can I sit down conveniently?"

"Absolutely. ”

Liu Zhelu sat down, "Is the spiritual tea here not to taste?"

"It's not. Lin Qianlan said frankly, "I don't have many fairy spirit stones on my body." ”

The cheapest Lingqi here also costs a thousand fairy spirit stones, and the spirit tea is from 10,000 fairy spirit stones, with Lin Qianlan's current net worth, she can't open up. She was reluctant to take out those good things and cash them out, and every time she came, she would only order two kinds of Lingxi that she had never eaten.

Liu Zhilu is unchanged peaceful face, "Today I invite you." ”

Lin Qianlan didn't politely shirk, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

Liu Zhelu laid a tea table on one side, boiled tea, and moved calmly, like a pen walking a dragon and snake, swaying arbitrarily.

In the last step, the tea cloud slowly rises from the jade tea tripod, floating above the tea tray, when the light cyan tea cloud gathers into a half foot thick, the snow floats downward, and the light cyan snow droplets fall into two tea cups in a disorderly place, turning into water droplets.

The two tea cups were nearly full, and the willow deer waved away and turned into a white tea cloud.

The morning dew-like scent wafted from the teacup.

The whole process of making tea is beautiful.

Liu Zhelu handed her one.

The taste is intoxicating.

Lin Qianlan thought about it for a while.

After she put down the teacup, Liu Zhelu asked, "Can you easily tell me if someone from your ancestor is from the Kunyin realm?"