Borrow a fire...... Roasted sweet potatoes?

Are you sure you're not kidding me......? It's a Danhuo, a precious flame used to refine pills, and you told me that it is used to roast sweet potatoes?

Duan Yun stared at Bufang with wide eyes, as if there were ten thousand little black dogs galloping past in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Don't be afraid, I won't pit you, borrow your fire, and the sweet potato will be half of you after roasting. Bu Fang found that Duan Yun was actually glaring at him, with a strange expression on his face, he thought about it and said suddenly.

Sweet potatoes are divided in half...... Isn't that the point?!

Duan Yun was stunned, almost vomiting blood, what is this guy who smashes people with a pot thinking? Is he like a person who will sell his dignity for sweet potatoes?

Danhuo is the treasure of an alchemist, which is equivalent to the face of an alchemist, how can he be shameless for the sake of half a sweet potato?

"Danhuo is used for alchemy, not for roasting sweet potatoes!I will never lend you Danhuo!" Duan Yun gritted his teeth, snorted secretly, and turned his head, looking like he would rather die.

Duan Yun's appearance was slightly surprised, he didn't expect this guy to be quite backbone.

Bu Fang threw away the lion-headed magic potato in his hand, and a fragrance emanated from the magic potato, and Bu Fang was actually a little impatient in his heart.

Duan Yun looked at the magic potato that was held in Bu Fang's hand like a ball, and seemed to think of something, and turned his head to look at Bu Fang again in disbelief.

"You said sweet potato...... It can't be this lion-headed magic potato, right?"

"yes, you're welcome, I'll really take half of you. Bu Fang said seriously.

Burst...... Duan Yun was spurting blood in his heart, this is a special eighth-order elixir, what a precious ingredient, it can replenish essence, repair injuries, enhance the content of true qi, and refine it into an elixir and even strengthen the foundation of Peiyuan, it is an excellent heavenly treasure.

This guy in front of him is actually going to take it and eat it, is this kind of thing used to roast?

How can the roasted magic potato give full play to the medicinal properties of the magic potato?!

"You...... How can you take the magic potato and bake it?" Duan Yun's lips were trembling, it was angry.

Click, Bu Fang glanced at Duan Yun in surprise, and gently broke off one of the beards of the lion-headed demon potato, and the rich essence suddenly diffused from the crack, Bu Fang's eyes lit up, and he took a deep breath of enjoyment.

The color of the flesh inside this magic potato is actually a crystal orange, which is very eye-catching.

"Hmm...... Why? Don't you like roasted sweet potatoes? It doesn't matter, sweet potatoes taste great when steamed with rice, but you still have to borrow me your fire. "Walk the way.

The reason why Bu Fang knocked this cloud away is mainly for the Dan fire, which is the first time Bu Fang has seen a strange flame, the temperature is very high, and it seems to have spirituality, and the dishes cooked with this flame taste absolutely unusual.

Who's talking to you about eating...... Duan Yun is so angry, does this guy only have food in his head? How good it is to take this magic potato to alchemy! Maybe he can refine an eighth-order elixir!

"Do you borrow fire?"

"Don't borrow it! It's about the dignity of the alchemist, I can't lend you the Danhuo!" Duan Yun said stubbornly.

Bu Fang stood up, condescending, looked at Duan Yun lying on the ground with an expressionless face, and slowly raised his hand.

Duan Yun narrowed his eyes, what's the matter...... Want to fight?

Airplanes......

A burst of green smoke rose up, but a pitch-black quaint kitchen knife appeared in Bu Fang's hand.

Kitchen knife......

What do you want to do? I have something to say, what do I do with a kitchen knife?

Duan Yun felt that the pores all over his body were contracting, and the sharp kitchen knife shone under the projection of the sun.

Duan Yun wanted to cry, why did he encounter such a strange thing, did he want to become the first noble alchemist to die in the hands of the chef's kitchen knife?

"Oh, sorry, I got it wrong. ”

Seeing the keel kitchen knife in his hand, his steps stiffened, and he said something embarrassed, and then the kitchen knife turned into green smoke and dispersed.

There was another buzz, accompanied by smoke, and a huge black cauldron appeared in Bu Fang's hand, which was grabbed by Bu Fang with one hand and hung above Duan Yun's head.

Duan Yunsheng looked at this pot with no love, you might as well take a kitchen knife.

......

"Be steady, don't be impatient, take your time. ”

The calm voice of the step resounded in the forest, and in the corner of the forest, the fire appeared, and the temperature was blazing.

Duan Yun sat with his head swollen and crooked in front of a large pit, and there was a raging red flame burning in the pit, and that flame was the Dan Fire that belonged to Duan Yun.

Bu Fang hooked Duan Yun's shoulders and stared at the lion-headed demon potato in the dirt pit.

Under the burning of the Dan Fire, the essence on the lion's head demon potato erupted faster and poured into the flames, making the flames more and more vigorous.

"Can you eat the lion's head magic potato roasted like this? are you wasting precious medicinal herbs...... In our sect, if you are caught, you will be immersed in a pig cage. Duan Yun glanced at the enthusiastic step beside him, and said weakly, his gray hair seemed to be sickly on his head.

"This lion's head magic potato is a very good ingredient, why can't you eat it, not only can it be eaten, but it is also a rare delicacy! Bu Fang said seriously.

He walked to the edge of the fire pit, the temperature of the Dan fire was really very high, and it had spirituality, which was beyond the reach of ordinary fire.

If this flame can be used for cooking, the benefit to the chef is indescribable.

Stretching out his slender palm, he covered the top of the fire pit, and Bu Fang's thoughts spread out, and the misty true qi was wrapped around like a small snake, and drilled into the fire pit along the Dan fire.

Roar!!

In the fire pit, there seemed to be an angry lion's roar, and the lion-headed demon potato was actually shaking violently.

The lion's head was full of hair, and the outline of the lion's head could be seen in the faint flames, and the golden color on it was actually dimmed by the flames.

"Look, if you roast it any longer, the essence of this lion's head magic potato will be gone. Duan Yun said distressedly.

"Don't talk, keep breathing fire. Bu Fang said without looking back.

Duan Yun felt so aggrieved in his heart, he was an alchemist, not a professional flamethrower!

Glancing at the pitch-black and heavy black cauldron on Bu Fang's side, Duan Yun spewed out two white gases from his nostrils, continuing to control the Danhuo.

Bu Fang's true qi was entwined out, and it actually separated the Dan fire, which was like a silk thread that entwined the lion-headed demon potato.

This is the true qi cooking that Bufang is good at, using true qi to penetrate bit by bit, so that the texture and taste of the ingredients are presented to an excellent state.

However, this is a very difficult technique, requiring extremely high True Qi control methods and strong soul power.

Duan Yun was a little surprised at this moment, because in his Dan Huo, he could sense every thread of True Qi in the side, and the True Qi could actually be controlled to such an extent, how terrifying was this guy's soul strength?

Roar!

There was another lion's roar, and the lion-headed demon potato in the fire pit seemed to break free from the shackles of the Dan Fire and rush out, and the true qi silk thread of the step side was violently entangled, making the magic potato unable to move.

"Burn the flames, burn!" Bu Fang shouted.

Duan Yun subconsciously strengthened the flames, and suddenly there was a boom, and the entire pit exploded.

Black smoke billowed and smoke filled.

"Ahem......" Duan Yun's face seemed to be a little blackened by the flames, and the smoke in the air made him cough.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, because in the darkness of the delay, a figure slowly walked out of it.

Bu Fang was spotless and indifferent, his palm was covered with true qi, holding a pitch-black ball like black carbon.

From that appearance, it seemed that this ball was the lion-headed demon potato that was shining with golden light and thin spirit before.

"Look at it! I told you not to bake it, it's a pity that it's baked into charcoal, it's a pity that this lion-headed demon potato, it's a pity that this eighth-order elixir!" Duan Yun's heart hurts, such a natural treasure has actually been ruined by this stupid hat cook!

However, Bufang was still very calm, he stretched out a slender finger, put it to his mouth, and gently shushed out.

"Don't talk, you listen. ”

Duan Yun was stunned for a moment, only to see Bu Fang bounce his finger on the pitch-black round carbon, and the round ball made a rustling sound, the black carbon peeled off one after another, and the sound of the lion's roar jumped out, shining with golden light.