"I didn't expect Xu Jingxian to have also eaten dragon meat, so I'm much more relieved......" Yang Fengfeng contacted the people he knew when he was stationed in the Dragon King Hall this time. They said that they would jointly recommend Yang Dingfeng to enter the Tiangong Academy, and share it with dragon meat.

When the time comes, they can take care of it more when they enter the Tiangong Academy.

When a few people came, they smiled, and the monk surnamed Song even said embarrassedly: "Brother Dao, someone in my Song family wants to see you, you ...... it."

"Who is it?" Yang Fengfeng said: "It won't be ......"

"It's me." A handsome young man flew from afar, and it turned out to be Song Qingshu.

"And me...... I've been looking for you for so long......" This girl Yang Fengfeng doesn't remember who it is, but her name is actually Song Chuchu. The Yiren remember him, but he doesn't remember the Yiren, and it really hurts the Yiren's heart to say it.

Yang Dingfeng slapped his thigh; "Ah, send a love letter! Great, I really want to find you, come on, drink wine and eat meat. There is good wine today, and my master finally rewarded me with the wine, but no one will be able to drink it after today. ”

"Ahem, it's Song Qingshu. I didn't expect you to join the Spirit Canteen, alas, let me find it. Song Qingshu sighed.

Yang Dingfeng carefully observed his expression and found that he was not like he was on the simulated battlefield, but he didn't know what was going on this time. "Come on, there is good wine, but it will be gone after today, sit down and drink."

Song Qingshu's brothers and sisters heard that there is good wine, and the wine in the spirit canteen can be called good wine by the people inside, but it can't be drunk outside.

After taking a drink, Song Qingshu hurriedly urged: "Come again, another ......"

After drinking three glasses in a row, he put down the wine glass comfortably: "It's rare, this must be a good wine that has been treasured in the Spirit Canteen for many years, it's really rare." ”

Even Song Chuchu drank two glasses in a row, if she wasn't afraid of the strength of the spirit wine, she would still want to drink a few more glasses. After all, the physique of a female monk is not as good as that of a male monk if she is not physically cultivated. Now, she thinks she should drink it slowly, spirit wine and dragon meat, it's rare to encounter it.

At the same time, Yang Fengfeng handed over a storage bag to the Song family brothers and sisters: "There are good things here, you can take them back and honor your ancestors." ”

When Song Qingshu's brothers and sisters saw it, they were immediately pleasantly surprised.

It is said that drinking wine and eating meat is the fastest way to bring people closer to each other, and after everyone let go of the topic, Yang Dingfeng proposed that he wanted to enter the Tiangong Academy.

Several people guaranteed that there was no problem, Song Qingshu and his brothers and sisters were very surprised, and when they were about to ask something, they suddenly saw Chen Wanxi suddenly appear, grabbed Yang Fengfeng and left.

"What's going on, Master......"

"Bring the kitchen knife, go and help......" After speaking, he disappeared with a swish, and it seemed that he was going to the Hall of Eternal Life in that direction.

The rest of the people all looked at each other, and Yang Fengfeng invited a guest to drink, but halfway through the drink, the owner was gone.

There are still dishes, but this wine, only this small pot on the stone table remains.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, "This ...... I think I'm going to the Hall of Eternal Life......"

"I can't be wrong, I should go to the Hall of Eternal Life, this Hall of Eternal Life, it seems that the monks below the god are not qualified to step in."

Yang Fengfeng was grabbed by Chen Wanxi with one hand, like an eagle catching a chicken. Because the distance was close, even if he flew fast, the faint fragrance still poured into his nose.

Fortunately, Yang Fengfeng is also a person who has walked among thousands of flowers, otherwise he really can't stand this temptation. His eyes rolled, and he hurriedly spoke to divert his mind: "Master, how can you make it like an eagle catching a chicken, this is not good, I am afraid that it will affect your beautiful image." ”

"That's a lot of nonsense, it's here!" The moment Chen Wanxi flew into the Hall of Eternal Life, he casually threw Yang Fengfeng into it. Maybe it's because he talks too much nonsense, and Cheng Xin wants to give him some color to see.

The sky is spinning, the stars are moving.

Yang Fengfeng didn't know how many times his body had turned, but he understood that Chen Wanxi was deliberately trying to fix himself. So at the moment when he got out of his hand, the Demon God Protector and the Vajra Law appeared one after another to protect his whole body.

At the same time, he hurriedly used his whole body mana to transport the Tai Chi aura, taking advantage of the situation in the air, and borrowing his strength. Finally, the body grasped the relative balance between the whirlwind and the earth, avoided the situation of being smashed and bloomed, and achieved a "soft landing".

When he stepped on the Hall of Eternal Life with his feet with his Tai-level aura, Demon God Protector and Vajra Appearance, many unexpected voices sounded.

"Huh? A combination of several exercises. ”

"Yes, yes, I thought he was going to fall and blossom."

"This kid's grasp of balance is simply the pinnacle."

Yang Dingfeng listened to people commenting on him one by one, as if some judges were commenting on some contestants, no matter what their level was, the tone of these people was really enough to rely on the old and sell the old. He looked at them one by one, only to feel that those people were extremely heavy on him, and he couldn't help but gasp.

"Okay, I didn't bring you to the Hall of Eternal Life to visit. If you want to visit, you will naturally have a chance when you become a god monk yourself, now, take out your kitchen knife for me. Chen Wanxi's voice came coldly from behind.

I didn't drop Yang Fengfeng just now, and I felt that my hand was too light. However, she was still very satisfied with the ability of this cheap disciple.

Didn't these masters of the Hidden Immortal Hall also praise him just now? From this point of view, Chen Wanxi still felt that there were drops of light on her face.

Although Yang Fengfeng's realm is still low, he is also a person who has seen the world. Hearing this, he carefully took out his magic weapon kitchen knife and looked at the huge dragon head in the center of the place.

It was the faucet that he picked up, but now it has been cleaned up, it seems that Chen Wanxi brought herself here to do hard work. When I was on Earth, I was a repairman, and my skills in dismantling machines were top-notch. But dismantle the faucet...... It really hasn't been demolished.

"Listen, here's how it works: take the scales first, collect the dragon's blood. Next, peel off the dragon skin, the skin is the skin, the meat is the meat, and it must be divided......" Chen Wanxi explained the specific steps, and then said: "Do you remember?" ”

Yang Dingfeng nodded.

Chen Wanxi took out her magic weapon kitchen knife and said to several of the old men: "Okay, let's start work." ”

In Yang Dingfeng's suspicious eyes, several old men also took out kitchen knives, which were almost the same as Yang Dingfeng's, and when they went into battle, they were about to take dragon scales.

Yang Dingfeng only glanced at it, and knew that these old men were all from the spirit kitchen, maybe they were the ancestors of his spirit canteen. Hurriedly raised the knife into battle, inserted the knife diagonally into the dragon scales and dragged it one by one, and repeated the previous action when he felt that it was not cut in place. Then he pulled out the knife and slapped it with his palm, and the dragon scales came out. (To be continued.) )