"Brother Qingtian, are there really only these dry cakes?" Elder Chen from the northern realm howled behind him, still holding a piece of cake in his hand, which was hard enough to be used as a brick.

"If you like to eat or not, that's all, if you want to eat good, you can buy it yourself, and also, these cakes have one Spiritual Qi Pill, there are a total of twenty-four in it, you owe me twenty-four Spiritual Qi Pills. The words of the hunchbacked old man came from afar.

"It's really old-fashioned. The older you get, the more you pick. The elder of the two clans muttered, then took out a piece of bread and said to the others, "Eat, these are the cakes for tonight's dinner." ”

"Ahh ”

"Yes, Elder Chen, do we really have to eat this?" said Senior Brother Cheng, a disciple of the Martial Sect in the northern realm.

Elder Chen picked up a piece of dry biscuits, took a lot of effort to break off a piece, put it in his mouth, chewed vigorously, and swallowed it for a long time, and then said: "Eat, this is a good thing, you can't usually eat it, two pieces per person, don't waste it, and these two pieces of my cake, if any of you are not enough, you can eat my one." ”

Senior Brother Cheng, who had just spoken, had a bitter face and said, "Elder, are you really doing good for us, or are you yourself unable to eat this dry cake and want us to eat it for you." ”

"Nonsense, how can I not eat it, this is a good thing, I will waste it if I eat it. Elder Chen said, "You are still young, this is the best to eat, eat it quickly! This is a cake of Spiritual Qi Pill, and no one is allowed to waste it." ”

The disciples of the Northern Realm and the Shui clan sighed, and finally had to go to the cloth bag, and one of them took out two pieces of bread, put them in their hands, and ate them like gnawing on a big bone stick.

"Long Zun, what are you doing?" Shui Guang couldn't help but lick his tongue when he saw Long Zun setting up a brazier on the bonfire and baking it, with soup in it.

"Boil the soup and drink it, and this cake is too hard, and it tastes stronger when you put it in the soup, and it is soft and easy to eat. Long Zun spread the cake in his hand into small pieces and threw it into the soup to boil.

"You're so smart, I didn't think of it! It's a pity that I don't have as much stuff as you have, and I don't have anything like a helmet or anything like that. Shui Guang first became excited, and then began to hang his head.

After speaking, he took a bite of the cake in his mouth, used the cake as a tool to make qi, and chewed it vigorously.

Someone on the side saw Long Zun using a pot helmet to make dry cakes, so he said: "Second clan elder, can you find that senior to borrow a pot from us, so that we can cook the cakes and eat them, so that we don't have to bother our teeth, and it is convenient to eat." ”

Not only did he say this, but the people on the northern side looked at each other, all of them looking expectantly, obviously wanting a pot to cook these cakes and eat them.

After all, these cakes are too hard, even if they have good teeth, but after eating half of the cakes, their teeth will be sore.

"Shui Qingtian, have you heard, look at what everyone says, disgusted with your cake, hurry up, bring two cauldrons over, such a hard cake, you can't tell us to bite it with our teeth! They are young and fine, where are our two old guys' teeth so good." The elder of the two clans shouted in the direction of a room in the backyard.

"No, if you like to eat it or not, anyway, a cake and a grain of aura pill, whether you eat it or not, you can't pay less. The voice of a hunchbacked old man floated from the room.

The elder of the two clans saw that the pot was out of play, so he had to spread his hands towards his own people and said, "See! It's not that we don't want it, it's that people don't give it, so let's make do with it! Also, we can't waste it, we have eaten it all." ”

As soon as they heard that all such hard cakes were about to be eaten, a group of people immediately complained.

At this time, a scent wafted out, and soon filled the area around the campfire, making everyone around them shrug their noses vigorously.

"What kind of smell is this, it smells so fragrant! It seems to be the smell of medicinal herbs, and there are spirit fruits, the truth, just smelling it makes me feel refreshed. Someone in the crowd said.

Shui Guang sat in front of Long Zun, looking directly at the pot helmet in Long Zun's hand, his eyes showed envy, and the saliva at the corner of his mouth couldn't help but stay, but he still didn't notice it.

"Long Zun, what are you cooking! Why is it so fragrant, I can't help but drool just by smelling it. Shui Guang stared intently at the soup in the pot helmet, and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue.

"Ordinary soup, as for the taste, it comes from the inside of the cake, in fact, the cake in your hand will have this fragrance when you soak it in the soup. Long Zun used a spoon to pull inside the pot helmet, and the fragrance wafting out of it became stronger, and soon there were many people around.

"Impossible, where does the cake have this taste, it must be the taste of the soup, can we share the soup to drink." A Northern Realm disciple said.

Everyone sniffed the dry cake in their hands vigorously, but there was no taste at all, so they all nodded in agreement with the words of this northern disciple, and they all wanted to drink the soup in the Longzun pot helmet.

"To be honest, you always don't believe me, but if you don't believe me, it's okay, so be it! Eat your own cakes!" Long Zun came out with a large porcelain bowl, which was filled with soup and cakes poured out of the pot helmet, and suddenly the fragrance around him became even stronger.

A sound of swallowing saliva suddenly sounded around him, and Long Zun's surroundings were already full.

As if he didn't see it, Long Zun scooped the cakes in the porcelain bowl with a spoon and ate them, and after a while, a porcelain bowl even ate the soup and cakes, and then poured the last bit of the pot helmet into the porcelain bowl and ate it in a big gulp.

"It's stingy. Senior Sister Yao from the north pursed her lips, but at this time, no one looked at her, and they all listened to the pot helmet beside Long Zun.

"Okay, don't hang around, eat your cakes!" said the elder of the two clans at this time, "Long Zun is right, the fragrance does waft out from the cake, otherwise why do you think a cake needs a Spiritual Qi Pill." ”

Elder Chen also said on the side: "This cake is mixed with a lot of elixir and spirit fruits, which is why it is so expensive, put it outside, this piece of cake, I'm afraid it will be worth ten spiritual qi pills, so you can eat these cakes, you have earned it." ”

The disciples of the Northern Realm and the Shui Clan, you look at me, I look at you, they all have a look of disbelief, and they don't really believe the words of their own elders, after all, they have their own cakes, and they don't have any taste at all, let alone the elixir and spiritual fruit.

(End of chapter)