"The essence of [Sanri Gong] is that men are the Ding, women are the furnace, and the Ding urges the furnace to refine the Divine Pill. Finally, the marrow is reached, and the wonderful artistic conception of irrigating the heavenly garden is achieved. ”

Huang Wenfang explained to Chi Chao little by little the method of scattering the sun, but he didn't know that he had already talked about Tianming.

The early dawn of the sun entered the cave mansion, and Huang Wenfang yawned, and suddenly felt sleepy.

"I'm here today, and finally I remind you: the royal maid is not her, but her own nature. I summed it up in eight words [in the desire or not, in the dust not in the dust]. [Launched by Zongheng Chinese Network]

"Disciples, remember Master's teachings." Chi Chao bowed deeply to Huang Wenfang and expressed his gratitude.

Huang Wenfang shook his hand, pointed to the Kalimcuo Lake outside the cave, and said with a wicked smile: "It's not difficult for you to catch fish." Go to that lake and catch a perch to make soup for my lunch. ”

"Yes, Master."

Chi Chao walked out of the cave, the light outside was very warm, he hadn't felt this kind of gentle sunshine for a year, and now, it was so kind.

The next second he stepped into the Jialimcuo Lake, he knew why Huang Wenfang was smiling just now.

The water of Lake Kalimcuo is so icy that it is bitterly icy.

With such cold water, it is difficult to catch crabs, let alone catch fish.

Chi Chao put his hand into the water, and the cold air penetrated his bones, piercing the flesh of his palm like silver needles. After a while, Chi Chao couldn't sense the presence of his hands. All he felt was holding two ice-cube-like objects.

As soon as the hand was pulled out of the water, there were two red "pig's trotters", and the fingers were stiff and unbending.

Fortunately, the water in the lake is very cold, and the snow bass living in the lake are so frozen that they don't want to move, so they just stay quietly in a warm place where the shallow pool can shine into the sun.

It's just that Chi Chao still thinks too well, as soon as he gets closer, the snow perch will rush away, and there is no chance for him to get close.

Is it to rely on this way to cultivate Huang Wenfang's loose hands? Chi Chao thought that the finger technique that could be exercised by catching fish made it flexible.

Chi Chao's idea is good, but his actions are difficult to facilitate.

The water is really icy!

Chi Chao had to find another way to catch fish, but fortunately, Chi Chao was smarter than the fish and could make simple fishing traps for catching fish.

Back at the lake, Chi brought some large rocks, made a V-shaped circle on the shallows on the shore, and put some small beetles caught under the rocks on the shore in the trap as bait.

After arranging everything, Chi Chao broke off a thick branch from the poplar tree on the shore, rolled up his trousers, and struck the water around the circumference of the trap, driving the fish into the trap with sound.

The trick worked, and three snow-white perch were drilled into the trap.

Chi Chao raised his crude harpoon and aimed it at the snow bass, forking a child one by one.

The water in the pool was dyed blood-red for a while, and Chi Chao lifted the three fat and strong snow bass and walked to the cave with satisfaction.

Set up the iron pot, boil hot water, scrape the scales and remove the dirty snow bass, put it into the pot whole, without adding any seasonings, cover the pot, simmer for an hour and a half, and wait quietly.

Chi Yu added firewood to the stove little by little, keeping it simmering so that the slow-cooked fish soup would be fresh and sweet.

This hour and a half Chi Chao was not waiting in vain, he sat on the side and was familiar with the various fingerings given to him by Huang Wenfang.

Each finger is combined with other fingers to have a different effect. Chi Chao had to memorize them one by one, and then simplify them to integrate a unique ten-finger trend.

"The fame of the Heavenly Desolate Demon's fame is really not something that can be learned casually." After trying a few times, Chi Chao found that the finger was very difficult to pinch, and the finger style released was also not powerful.

Chi Zhen tried to cook the fish, but still didn't come up with a successful decision.

After shaking his head helplessly, Chi Chao picked up the fish soup cooked in the pot and walked to the cave.

Huang Wenfang couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that Chi Chao had brought the fish soup so quickly, the last time he caught a fish was four days later.

Chi Chao put the pot in front of his table, and as soon as he opened the lid, the delicious fragrance came to his nose, but after Huang Wenfang smelled it, he just smiled and didn't speak.

"Master, why don't you eat it?" Chi Chao was surprised.

"You haven't eaten it! Take a bite! Huang Wen Fangpi said with a smile.

"Clams? Do you suspect that I poisoned the soup? ”

"No, no, no!" Huang Wenfang smiled, "After you taste the soup, you will understand why I said that." ”

Chi Chao half-believingly scooped up a spoonful of milky white snow sea bass soup, and as soon as he entered his mouth, the bitter and sour taste adhered to his tongue like a dog skin plaster, and he couldn't shake it off.

Chi Chao finally understood why Huang Wenfang let him eat it first, this fish soup was so unpalatable that people couldn't love it.

"Don't you know that snow bass can't break the skin? Once the skin is broken, the snow bass will be polluted by the lake water and spoiled, and the meat will no longer taste delicious. Therefore, if you want to eat the delicious taste of snow bass, you can only use your hands to catch it, and you can't use all means to harm the snow bass. ”

"Now, do you understand?"

Chi Chao was very aggrieved in his heart, he couldn't break the skin, you said it earlier! It hurt me to waste that effort.

"Forget it, I don't need you to cook my three meals a day. I shouldn't think of you as good at cooking as you are. In the future, you will have your own three meals a day, and you will solve it yourself. The snow bass in the lake is the only food you can swallow on this snowy mountain lake, and how you cook it is up to you. ”

Huang Wenfang's figure flashed and disappeared in place, thinking that he was going to eat wine and drink meat in the royal city of the wasteland.

Chi Chao scolded a few words at the place where Huang Wenfang left, then picked up the pot of fish soup and drank it like a traditional Chinese medicine, here, it is already very good to have something to eat, and if it is unpalatable, you have to eat it, because you have to live.

In December, the northern grasslands are covered with snow, and a rare wave of beasts will roam the entire northern grasslands.

They are all large carnivorous monsters, looking for food everywhere and hoarding fat in order to survive the harsh winter.

At this time, there will be a bloody storm in the northern grassland, and if you take a step, you will meet the bones of the weak demon beast.

There are some mercenary groups in the wasteland that lick blood at the tip of the knife, and they will come to the northern grassland at this time to hunt large demon beasts and peel off the blood crystals of demon beasts.

There are many mercenary groups established in the Wasteland Army, and the blood crystals of demon beasts are very effective for the cultivation of the warrior's body, laying a good foundation for the future charge.

Some scattered mercenary groups only dare to hunt ordinary demon beasts and exchange their fur and claws for some money, as for the [ghost] level demon beasts, they dare not think about it.

Not to mention the [fierce] level demon beasts, the military industrial mercenary group of five hundred people did not dare to take it lightly.

[Dragon] level demon beasts, it is difficult to see them once, let alone hunt them.

When Chi Chao woke up early in the morning, he saw a snowflake pig drinking water by the lake.

That's a snowflake pig! The first choice for barbecue! Chi Chao's eyes glowed green like a hungry wolf.

This snowflake pig is all his, and he has to eat nothing left.

As soon as he got out of the cave, an iron feather eagle fell from the sky, and a swoop took the snowflake pig away.

There's no hair left!

Chi Chao was petrified on the spot, and the food in his mouth was gone, and it was uncomfortable to fall on anyone.

"Don't run!" Chi Chao chased after him and ran towards the place where the Iron Feather Eagle flew away.

As soon as a reed crossed the river and the divine foot pass was cast, Chi Chao's figure turned into a ghost, and in an instant, he jumped out of the cave for more than ten miles, and kept chasing under the iron feather eagle.

"Bastard, help things down!" Chi Chao pointed to the sky and shouted.

"Quack!" The Iron Feather Eagle only felt that the human who had been chasing it below was mentally retarded, so he replied to him in Eagle Language.

"Made~" Chi Chao's right hand is synthesized into a formula, "[Fight]! ”

Chi Chao pointed at the Iron Feather Eagle in the sky, and a spiral cyclone shot towards the Iron Feather Eagle flying in the sky.

Iron Feather Eagle grabbed the snowflake pig and turned over, easily dodging Chi Chao's [Fight] word duel.

"Quack~" The Iron Feather Eagle let out another mocking sound.

This time, Chi Chao was really angry, and frantically typed the word [Dou], and the spiral cyclone covered the Iron Feather Eagle in the sky like a rain curtain.

"This time, I'll see how you're still hiding!"

As he spoke, the Iron Feather Eagle wrapped itself in its wings, and the cyclone struck its feathers that were as hard as pieces of iron, shooting out brilliant sparks, but it did not knock it down from the sky.

Chi Chao's [Fight] character formula is still too weak, and the power is too small.

After blocking those cyclones with iron feathers, the Iron Feather Eagle suddenly swooped towards the ground, as if there was something terrible in the clouds, so that it chose to avoid it.

"Whew~"

Suddenly there was a tiger roar in the clouds.

"Is it so?" Chi Chao quickly found a place with a rock to cover and hid inside.

The voice revealed in the clouds above was the overlord from the northern grassland, the purple-winged thunder tiger, which was a [ghost] level demon beast.

Only then did Chi Chao know how far away he was from Huang Wenfang's cave mansion, because there was a divine dragon in the Jialimcuo Lake, which was a forbidden area for other demon beasts, and only some flying demon beasts occasionally went there to catch fish to satisfy their hunger.

Without the deterrence of the divine dragon, Chi Chao is a walking meat in this northern grassland.

Those powerful demon beasts who are tired of eating demon beasts like to change their tastes the most, and eat them for a personal taste.

Chi Chao was extremely frightened, with his current strength, he was no match for the Purple Winged Thunder Tiger at all, not to mention the demon beasts that followed it under his command.

Fortunately, the prey of the Purple-winged Thunder Tiger was not Chi Chao, but the snowflake pig under the claws of the Iron Feather Eagle.

It seems that humans and monsters sometimes look at food in the same way.

The purple-winged thunder tiger only slightly flapped the thunder feather wings on his back, and his body rushed to the top of the iron feather eagle, and the speed could keep up with Chi Chao's reed crossing the river.

If Chi Chao wanted to escape under the Purple Winged Thunder Tiger, the chance was almost zero, because that was not its fastest speed.

The Iron Feather Eagle sensed a large shadow over its body, and felt its wing feathers cover its body.

It thinks too much, it doesn't make a difference in the eyes of the purple-winged thunder tiger, thunder and lightning are the most penetrating materials in the world.

Steaming lightning sparks flowed on the two wings of the purple-winged thunder tiger, and with a flick of it, the thunder and lightning converged and fell, and the iron feather eagle below it hit this move.

"Roar~" The Iron Feather Eagle was struck by lightning and let out a mournful roar.

The original living Iron Feather Eagle turned into an electric burning eagle, free-falling from the sky with scorched smoke.