"Actually, I dreamed. This feeling is really bad," Zheng Fan said to himself, holding his head. The bursts of pain that came from the sea of knowledge made Zheng Fan know that his body was a little weak. After a dream, he has already stepped through the spiritual realm and become a master of the law realm, even in the battlefield world, he can be a standalone existence.

Dreaming is certainly not such an easy thing to do. At the very beginning of the practice, the practitioner must first fully master himself to deal with the invasion of external demons. And you can't control yourself when you sleep or even dream. Therefore, practitioners who are just starting out will avoid sleeping. Of course, in a place like Buzhou, the invasion of foreign demons is just a joke. Therefore, the practitioner who is not careful can sleep happily every day. However, in the initial stage of cultivation, it is necessary to accumulate continuously, so it is normal to use the time spent sleeping on cultivation. That's what Zheng Fan did.

In the middle of his practice. The concept is broad. Some people think that when a practitioner realizes his or her own path, it is the middle stage of cultivation, some people think that when penance cannot be improved, it is the middle stage of cultivation, and some people think that only after passing the first tribulation can you pass the first hurdle.

In the middle stage of cultivation, that is, Zheng Fan's current state, it is not something that can be dreamed casually. Because all the things that need to be considered are decided when you are awake, and the result is that there are no dreams to dream about. There was once a great power to create a dream decision, and I wanted to dream about it to achieve the effect of epiphany. But the result is that after a dream, the dream decision will be deduced to Dacheng, and then there will be no more.

In the later stage of cultivation, at the level of true power, every move can shake the Heavenly Dao. Even if you are dreaming, you can evolve into the real world. So the power doesn't dream.

"Gummon, Gummon, Xiao, where have you gone?" Zheng Fan shouted twice, but when he saw that there was no response, he thought for a while that there would be thieves in this five-star hotel.

There was a knock on the door, Zheng Fan raised his eyebrows, and said, "The door is not locked, come in by yourself." ”

The man who came in was wearing a suit and tie, but instead of a briefcase, he had a large dinner plate. Just looking at the meridian vibrations on his hands, he knew that the other party was doing this kind of thing for the first time. Yanagi Mubai's appearance is really funny. Gu Le Beast and Ye Xiao Sword took advantage of this opportunity to rush into the house with a swish, Ye Xiao Sword fell to the balcony, and Gu Le Beast lay on Zheng Fan's shoulder.

"Zheng Fan, last night I watched the sky at night, and I only felt that a demon star had descended into the world, and then I worked with Xiao to remove the demon and kill a wild boar that had become a sperm. I asked Xiaobai to find a cook and make a few dishes, you can try it. Gu Lemeng raised his head proudly, hoping to be praised by Zheng Fan.

"So the mess on your body is a good thing done by the pig demon? You don't think you have combat power, so you take the initiative to fight the pig demon? Zheng Fan had already discovered the strangeness of the Ancient Beast, but the Ancient Beast didn't want to tell himself, and Zheng Fan wouldn't ask.

"Yanagi Mubai." Zheng Fan turned around and said indifferently. It's just these four words, and it's still his own name, but Liu Sheng feels that he has no strength to practice breathing, let alone begging for mercy.

"I, in. This is a dish that we have carefully prepared for you, appetizers. Yanagi said intermittently, vomiting blood as he spoke. However, the strange thing is that whenever the blood is about to fall on the plate, it will be destroyed in a streamer.

"Put it down. Prepare a car, prepare some money. We're going to hang out later. The pride between Zheng Fan's words, it seems that everything Liu Sheng does is justified.

Zheng Fan is certainly not such a person. His pride comes from the merits of his ancestors, not his own strength. Taiyi regarded Zheng Fan as a division commander, and Zheng Fan could also be an incompetent division commander. Lin Feng and Li Rui can treat Zheng Fan as a friend, and Zheng Fan will not put up a fight with them. But such as someone like Liu Sheng Mubai, who has been demoted to himself, Zheng Fan can also make a due gesture. Not to mention that the Black Dragon Society is the target of punishing adultery and eliminating evil. Zheng Fan knew the meaning of the existence of the Black Dragon Society, so he would not take the initiative to do this thing of punishing traitors and eliminating evil, but it did not mean that Zheng Fan could accept the actions of the Black Dragon Society.

"This pork chop is a French chef."

"I don't need to say the name, I don't know." Zheng Fan interrupted Liu Sheng's announcement of the name of the dish and picked up a piece of colorful pork chops and put it in his mouth.

"It tastes good, but the meat quality is average, I think the pig demon has just taken the first step, and his strength is exhausted."

Zheng Fan doesn't know so much. The quality of the meat is just because Zheng Fan has eaten too much fierce beast meat and can barely distinguish it. In terms of taste, Zheng Fan can't find fault. After all, when it's not thoughtful, it's only young people who cook for young people.

"This is a pig slice." Following Zheng Fan's gaze, Liu Sheng Mubai hurriedly lifted the lid, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine emanated, smelling this fragrance, Zheng Fan only felt comfortable.

After eating pig slices, Zheng Fan only felt that there was a resentful aura lingering around him, and he couldn't find the source for a while. It wasn't until there was a slight soreness in his shoulder that Zheng Fan realized that it was the ancient music beast that was doing the trick.

Glancing at the expression of the ancient music beast, Zheng Fan was immediately happy, and said with a smile: "Gu music beast, come and taste it, this chef's skills are not bad." ”

The ancient music beast jumped up and said in mid-air, "Don't, don't, don't." Gummon doesn't like to drink. ”

When Yanagi Mubai saw the appearance of the ancient music beast, he remembered the appearance of the ancient music beast when he ate it secretly, and he couldn't help but sneer. Seeing Zheng Fan looking at him, he hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Laugh if you want. As long as you don't embarrass me, I won't embarrass you. "We all sat down to eat together, and Zheng Fan is not such a mean person.

Liu Sheng smirked, but said in his heart: "How do I know what will make you embarrassed." I'm embarrassed for you, you slashed me with a sword, can you give me a chance to change my self-confidence? ”

After eating a few dishes, Zheng Fan actually held the small basin containing the pig slices to his mouth, raised his head and drank the wine in it without a drop. The ancient music beast was dumbfounded on the side, and after Liu Sheng saw Zheng Fan finish drinking, he said helplessly: "If you want to drink, I will get you even the most precious wine, why drink such leftover wine." ”

"I might not be able to drink the other drinks. The raw materials of your wine are blue jade flowers and purple vein grass, and you have soaked the meat of the pig demon, even in the inferior spirit wine, it is at the middle and upper level. Zheng Fan said, holding a drop of wine with chopsticks to tease the ancient music beast, which frightened the ancient music beast to jump out of the window and escape. Although it is a 20-story building, everyone is not worried at all. Because the ancient beast can fly.

As far as Yagyu Mubai knows, sake brewing is generally made from grain, relying on the starch in food. Of course, there are drugs like absinthe. But what a blue jade flower is something that Yanagi Mubai has never heard of. But he didn't ask, there are too many things in the world that he doesn't know.

"You did a good job, because of the materials, the pork head meat barely reached the third-grade level, and the braised pork and pig slices also had the strength of the second-grade. Pork chops should be something made by two chefs together, but it also has the strength of three products. Zheng Fan thought about it, took a pen, and wrote down a line of boys on the dinner plate, probably what kind of soy sauce, vinegar and the names of some plants.

"My lord, is this something you're going to give to a few chefs?" Yanagi Mubai asked respectfully.

"That's my reward, I haven't eaten more than two kinds of food in a long time." Zheng Fan said with some nostalgia.

What Zheng Fan handed over to several chefs was the ingredients carefully prepared by the chef. The materials in it can be replaced in every world. As long as it is matched according to the material side, it is at least one condiment. Kitchen Dao cultivators don't look down on such things, but ordinary cultivators like Zheng Fan can rely on condiments to make delicious food that can be eaten. Of course, more often than not, when you encounter a strange genius treasure, such as the existence of stinky crocodile gall saprophyte flower, you will not faint with such a bag of condiments.

Sent away Liu Sheng Mubai, Zheng Fan slowly paced to the balcony, raised the Yexiao sword for something, and gently flicked his left hand on the sword, which turned out to be a beautiful music.

"Master, do you have something on your mind?" Through the spiritual link, Xiao asked.

"Last night, I fell asleep, and now I have stepped into the threshold of the Law Realm." Zheng Fan said.

"That's great, if the master can ascend to the immortal, we can directly smash the space and return to the inadequate." There was a roar from the Night Dawn Sword, and it was obvious that Xiao was excited.

"Dengxian, it's too far away. Last night, I couldn't control my power. Thinking about it, I think I. Zheng Fan paused, and then said: "You should be equipped with a scabbard." ”

"Ah, Zheng Fan, don't, the two of us really just went hunting, we didn't do anything bad, if you want to punish me, don't punish Xiao." The ancient music beast pounced and used its body to block the front of the Night Dawn Sword, trying to block Zheng Fan's vision.

"Little one, you don't understand." Zheng Fan waved his hand, swept the ancient music beast aside, and continued to wipe the Night Dawn Sword.

What bad did the Gummon do? Zheng Fan really didn't know. If Zheng Fan saw the carcass of the wild boar with his own eyes, he would probably be able to guess something. Because when Zheng Fan and the lion beast chased and killed Cheng Ming together, it caused the digitization of many beasts. However, what Zheng Fan saw was a wild boar meat made into vegetables, if he could know the truth of the matter, then Zheng Fan would already become an immortal.

"What if there is a fight? It's not bad here. After being silent for a long time, Xiao gave such a question.

"It's okay. Even with the scabbard on my back and relying on the strength of the Ancient Beast, my strength will not be weakened much. And in this world, the only one who can fight with me is Digimon. Zheng Fan said.

"Alright then, I'll sheath you with you." After another moment of silence, Xiao agreed to be sheathed.

Zheng Fan was also a little helpless, of course it was good to have a spirit in a weapon, but if she was so autonomous, she would sometimes get in the way of these small things.