The tiger meat was gradually roasted, and Mo Dye directly cut off the most tender piece and handed it to Zhao Qing. Zhao Qing took out a handkerchief and wrapped it, and then took a small bite. The meat is cooked thoroughly, and there is a strong aroma in the mouth, which makes people can't help but take a bite. Zhao Qing finished eating a fist-sized piece of meat in his hand after dividing it by two, and wiped his mouth directly with a handkerchief after eating, not greedy.

Only salt was put in this piece of tiger meat, and there was no other ingredient. Because it is a high-level demon beast, the meat is delicious. But if it is roasted according to the recipe in Zhao Qing's hand, it will be even more delicious.

"Is there still meat? Come on, I'll bake a piece. Zhao Qing beckoned directly, and took a lot of dead wood branches from the shrubs in the distance.

Mo Ran didn't dare to refute Zhao Qing, looked at the burned tiger leg in his hand, and could only sigh and put it away, planning to heat it next time, it should still be delicious.

Taking the tiger's leg from Mo Ran's hand, Zhao Qing found a lot of spiritual grass from his Qiankun bag. Zhao Qing considered that the cultivation of ink dyeing was too low, so he had to take out some low-grade spirit grass to marinate the meat. This will lose a lot of aura, and the taste will also decrease, but it doesn't matter if it's not Zhao Qing who eats it.

While marinating the tiger meat, Zhao Qing introduced the medicinal properties of various low-level spirit grasses to Mo Ran, and then explained what the various spirit grasses used here are, and finally coated with a layer of spirit nectar and roasted for a while. This piece of tiger meat is different from the ink-dyed one, and even the air is filled with a trace of aura, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Mo Dye couldn't wait to take a bite, and suddenly showed a satisfied look. "I didn't expect my sister's craftsmanship to be so good, I'm blessed."

Suddenly, there is a kind of rush to be a maid for ink dyeing, what's going on? Zhao Qing, who was originally very happy, was suddenly unhappy again.

"As a monk, you should eat less fireworks in the world."

Hearing Zhao Qing's words, Mo Ran seemed to be choked, and the meat in his mouth was no longer chewed. Then he looked at Zhao Qing with teary eyes, and Zhao Qing, who looked straight at him, felt uncomfortable, as if he had done something wrong.

A big boy actually showed a little girl's aggrieved posture, and Zhao Qing suddenly didn't know how to speak later. "You...... You still need to eat. When the foundation is laid, you can't eat it. Before that, I can teach you some ways to cook spiritual food, so that you can better absorb the spiritual energy in the ingredients. But. I'll tell you, if you can't learn, there's no way to do it. ”

"Thank you, sister." Mo Dye suddenly showed a smile, as if the previous grievances did not exist, Zhao Qing always felt that Mo Dye had a cunning in his eyes.

Zhao Qing finally set the cooking time for teaching ink dyeing spiritual food in the evening every day. Then the rest of the time he slept in his own stone house.

Zhao Qing felt that she was here to mess around, and she was in an isolated place, and of course there was someone to accompany her, cooking delicious food every day. Zhao Qing taught Mo Dye how to make spiritual food every evening, and the next day, during the day, he would find a way to collect ingredients and cook one for Zhao Qing. Although the taste is different from Zhao Qingyaki, it also has its own characteristics and is delicious. Zhao Qing unceremoniously finished eating, there is a difference between knowing how to do it and really doing it, one is service. One is enjoyment. Zhao Qing enjoyed it very much, so she didn't jump the thorn of ink dyeing.

Although the monk is not fat, nor is he hungry or thin, Zhao Qing always feels that he has gained a lot of weight after eating, sleeping, sleeping, eating.

Ink dye not only eats spiritual food, but also cultivates. Zhao Qing promised to give ink dye the cultivation method, and he would definitely not break his word. She had a lot of exercises in her mind, and finally thought about it for a long time before she took out a book of the most common cultivation exercises in the fairy world, "The Book of Hidden Heavens".

It is said that this cultivation method is ordinary, because this cultivation method is as high as Da Luo Jin Immortal. Everyone can memorize it from one year old to a young child. The level of classics is about the same as that of a thousand-character text, and it is even used to enlighten children.

It is said that this book is the most suitable for ink dyeing, first of all, this book can be cultivated in all five elements. There are no requirements. And this book has nothing to do with too many qualifications, and more to read than to understand. Zhao Qing believes that with the blessing of ink dyeing's luck against the sky, his understanding must also be good against the sky.

There are more than 1,000 words in this formula, and Zhao Qing made a square board with the best cloud ink mine, with forty words per line. A total of forty lines were written. The best thing about this booklet is that if you're dazzled, you can see a lot of sentences in a line, and this must be normal.

It's like a very classic game, if a sentence disrupts the words, you still have to understand the meaning of the face

This booklet is so magical, if you really read it according to the words above, it is not a sentence at all, but if you add your life **, you will immediately understand the above things, a sentence at different times, different situations will form different meanings. In the fairy world, many famous immortals said that after reading this booklet, they even had more epiphany.

As an exercise, it can't just be a guide for some epiphanies, it also contains cultivation exercises from Qi training to Da Luo Jin Immortal. Zhao Qing originally wanted to directly give the exercise mantra to Mo Dye, if Mo Dye was too perceptive and realized the cultivation method in the future, it would really not help him but hurt him. Rash cultivation of the exercises behind it will lead to deficiencies in the realm, and it is easy to be riddled with demons.

In the end, Zhao Qing still gave ink dyeing together, luck is a very magical thing, you have to believe that it will be able to create comics, oh no, it is comics that create miracles. There are some things that people who work hard can't do, and people who don't want to do it don't know what they did when they succeed unexpectedly, that's luck.

Mo Dye was very excited when he got the exercises given by Zhao Qing. At the same time, he also listened carefully to Zhao Qing's opinion, and did not blindly practice the following tricks. Regardless of whether he is serious or not, anyway, Zhao Qing will be benevolent and righteous when he hands over the magic trick to Mo Ran, and it depends on his cultivation in the next two hundred years.

Zhao Qing taught ink dye spiritual food for a total of two months, and new tricks every day for a month, Zhao Qing believes that in addition to real foodies, the mother and grandmother at home will also have this kind of dish. He also taught the ink-dyed "Hidden Heaven Book", and the demon beasts in other places basically don't have anything to do with her, after all, the prejudice of the demon beasts against human cultivation has been infected to the inheritance memory. Zhao Qing decided to really retreat, and then slept hard for more than ten years before getting up.

However, before the retreat, ink dyed again.

"I'm going into retreat, don't you know?" Zhao Qing looked at Mo Dye angrily, didn't she teach everything that should be taught? She couldn't figure it out, what else could she do?

"Sister, I know it's not good to disturb your retreat, but I really have a small request, can you grant me?"

Zhao Qing squinted at him, "Let's talk about it." ”

"I want to ask you to teach me alchemy."

Zhao Qing was suddenly choked by his own saliva, coughed fiercely for a long time, and the ink-stained hand only lightly patted Zhao Qing's back twice, and immediately took it back when Zhao Qing waved his hand. (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm happy I've been making it up, the Nine Yin True Scripture is written like the Tibetan Heavenly Book, thousands of words, more than a dozen exercises, how condensed this is. Concentration is the essence, the essence is the essence, just for admiration. ~(～￣▽￣)～

One hundred words is less than one exercise, and even the length of "Persuasion" is not comparable, so I'm really not afraid that others will go crazy. (⊙ω⊙)