"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master." Master Iron Palm was so excited that he didn't know what to say for a while, but he thanked Murong Feng again and again.

Murong Feng smiled and said, "Ling Lang's bones are innate, what are you thanking me for?" ”

The Iron Palm Master patted his head and said, "Ouch, I'm old and confused. But thank you to Master Moon Shadow for helping the old man find the problem of the dog, otherwise the old man would have been kept in the dark. ”

Murong Feng said with a smile: "Ling Lang is really a martial arts wizard who is talented in ten thousand, and the master still needs to be carefully cultivated." ”

"It's nature." The Iron Palm Master held the little guy as if he were holding a little treasure, and his grin was almost to the root of his ears. Suddenly, his mind moved, and he asked, "Does the Moon Shadow Master have any plans to take in apprentices?" ”

Murong Feng was indeed a little moved, but he still regretted it: "Ling Lang's qualifications do make Ling Zai have the idea of accepting apprentices, but he still has important things to do, and he can't stay in Guizhen." And Ling Lang is too young to take him with him to teach. ”

A hint of disappointment flashed across the Iron Palm Master's face, but he still asked, "Then can you become a registered disciple first?" It's not too late to wait for the Moon Shadow Master to come back when he is free in the future, and then take the child as an apprentice. ”

Murong Feng pondered for a moment and nodded, "It's okay to temporarily accept a registered disciple, but I can't guarantee when I will be able to come back." Why don't you set a date, three years, if I am still in the future within three years, then ask the master to choose another master for Ling Lang, so as not to delay Ling Lang. ”

"Okay, okay, three years later, the child will be exactly six years old, which is the best age for enlightenment." The Iron Palm Master responded again and again.

Murong Feng stared at the little guy and smiled slightly, and said, "Since I am a registered disciple, I am also half a master, so I have to leave a greeting gift." ”

"How dare you spend money on the master, it should be me to worship the master." The Iron Palm Master hurriedly said.

"It's okay, there's not so much red tape to get under my door." Murong Feng thought for a while, then took out a piece of uncarved spirit jade and asked, "I don't know if Ling Lang can take a name?" ”

"Po." The Iron Palm Master laughed and said, "The common name is easy to feed." ”

"It's a good name, it's indeed a treasure." Murong Feng smiled slightly, rubbed the spirit jade with his palms together, and then spread it out, and saw a piece of spiritual yin and yang double fish pendant appear in his palm, and when he turned over the jade pendant, he saw that there was a word 'treasure' engraved on the back.

The Iron Palm Master's eyes immediately lit up and he exclaimed, "How can such treasures be collected!" ”

"This is for my disciple, you have to ask him first if you want to accept it." Murong Feng teased the jade pendant in front of the little guy, and was immediately grabbed by the little guy and went directly into his mouth as a sugar cube and gnawed several bites, but he still didn't gnaw with a wrinkled little face.

Murong Feng laughed when he saw it.

Master Tiezhang also shook his head and couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to thank Murong Feng for his heavy gift on behalf of his son.

Early the next morning.

Murong Feng was woken up by a knock on the door, and heard Chunli shouting outside the door: "Master, Chen Daxia has just woken up." ”

"Got it." Murong Feng responded, got up and left the bed and opened the door: "Go and see." ”

When the master and apprentice came to the room where Lao Chen was resting in the next room, they saw that Zhuang Bo and the others were there.

Before Murong Feng entered the door, she smelled a mellow smell of wine, which made her brows furrow.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lao Chen holding a jar of wine and drinking from the cow, and when he saw Murong Feng coming in, he immediately got up and said with a smile: "Thank you Master Moon Shadow for coming to the rescue, otherwise you might have lost your life in the wilderness." ”

Murong Feng said speechlessly: "You are so bullish when you first recover from a serious illness, aren't you afraid of hurting your body?" ”

Old Chen laughed and said, "Master Moon Shadow is too worried, and he has been soaking in the wine vat since he was a child. If there are any minor illnesses and injuries that can be cured without drinking medicine and just drinking, don't believe you. ”

Lao Chen said that his luck shook the tiger's body, and a series of crackling sounds erupted.

Murong Feng was greatly surprised, stepped forward to take the pulse and carefully checked it, and said in amazement: "You panda people's physique is really ...... Talented! ”

Lao Chen smiled and said: "Actually, it's not a matter of physique, it's because of the cultivation of our wine immortal monks. As long as there is alcohol, even the most serious injuries can be healed. ”

"I really drank wine as medicine." Murong Feng shook his head speechless for a while, and said, "Then since it's okay, let's set off with me." ”

Lao Chen hesitated, hesitated for a long time before he spoke, "Master Moon Shadow, please forgive me for not being able to walk with you." ”

"Why?" Murong Feng wondered.

Lao Chen sighed and said, "I'm going back to the Storm Distillery to deal with some personal matters. ”

Murong Feng glanced at him deeply, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, since it's your private matter, I won't mix it up, and cherish it all the way." ”

"I promise you." Lao Chen said politely: "If we can catch up, we will still rush to Kunlai Mountain, if it is too late, please be sure to rescue Xiaohu." ”

"It's natural, after all, that guy is also half my apprentice." Murong Feng said frankly.

At this time, Master Tiezhang walked in wearing an apron and holding a pot and spoon in his hand, and said with a smile: "If you want to leave, you have to have breakfast and it's not too late to hurry, right?" The old man has been busy for most of the night for this breakfast. ”

Murong Feng said politely: "How can you let the Iron Palm Master work so hard. ”

Master Iron Palm laughed and said, "Please don't laugh at Master Moon Shadow, the only thing the old man can do is this cooking skill, and it's really uncomfortable not to entertain you once." ”

"Then we might as well be respectful." Murong Feng thanked.

"Please go to the restaurant and wait for a while, the last main dish is almost out of the pot." The Iron Palm Master immediately smiled and turned to leave.

"Let's go, there is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed." Murong Feng said with a smile: "We also met by fate, and I believe there will be a chance to reunite in the future." ”

Everyone laughed and followed her to the restaurant.

The long table was already filled with delicacies that the Iron Palm Master had spent a night cooking meticulously, and the mere appearance of the statue had already attracted everyone's mouthwater.

"A few guests, please take a seat first." The eldest son of the Iron Palm Master, Namu Iron Palm, greeted him with a polite smile.

Everyone returned the salute and took their seats, and saw the Iron Palm Master walk in with a few cooks carrying a large steaming drawer.

The steaming steaming drawer instantly filled the restaurant with smoke, but the aroma emitted made everyone swallow their mouths.

Under the command of the Iron Palm Master, several cooks hummed and carefully placed the large steaming drawer in the center of the table, and then uncovered the bamboo cage lid with a horizontal bar!

In the next second, Murong Feng felt as if he had really seen a thousand golden lights......

"Wow, wow, wow!" The crowd erupted in a chorus of exclamations.

The Iron Palm Master said triumphantly: "Everyone, please see, this is the old man's most proud specialty dish - steamed eighteen fresh!" ”

I saw that the large steaming drawer with a diameter of one meter wide was stuffed with all kinds of delicious ingredients, and almost all of them were included in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the sea, and the dazzling number of people could not be counted.

Lao Chen exclaimed with an exclamation on his face: "It is rumored that this steamed eighteen fresh foods are made of six wings in the sky, six feet on the ground, and six fresh in the sea, and then with one hundred and eight kinds of fruit and vegetable seasonings, with different cooking techniques, carefully cooked into eighteen meals, and finally all the ingredients are gathered in a cage and placed neatly, and the pot is steamed quickly with a stick of incense to make this steamed eighteen fresh." The complexity of each process, the pickiness of the ingredients, and the control of the heat are indispensable. ”

Lao Chen praised the master of the iron palm and laughed, and with a wave of his hand, he let people carry his own treasured century-old wine, saying that he had to get drunk with Lao Chen and not return.

Naturally, Murong Feng didn't run away, and was saluted by everyone bowl after bowl of several large jars of century-old wine.

The 100-year-old wine of the Iron Palm Master is an authentic Huadiao wine, which has been cellared for a hundred years and has been as mellow as jade liquid, and when poured into a bowl, it shines like golden amber.

It's really glowing!

Murong Feng felt the mellow liquor with a trace of spiritual energy filling her body and limbs in the first sip, which made her marvel at the fact that this wine was already beyond the ordinary.

However, the fine wine fairy wine is the same for Lao Chen and others, and pouring a bowl into the stomach is like drinking water.

And the two girls Chunli and Lili on the side had already eaten with their mouths full of oil, and as for the wine, they didn't let the two girls drink too much. One will have to hurry later, and the other is too young. Even if there is a racial talent bonus, such a hundred-year-old cellar that is comparable to immortal wine will definitely not be able to withstand it without any internal strength cultivation in one sip.

A feast, everyone still ate for an hour before eating. This is still the case where the whole audience is a pot-bellied king, and if it were replaced by ordinary humans, it is estimated that they will not be able to eat it for three days and three nights.

Naturally, it was time to part, and Murong Feng walked freely, after all, everything that should have been said goodbye had already been said goodbye. On the contrary, the two little girls were reluctant to separate for a long time.

After bidding farewell to everyone, the master and apprentice left Mid-Levels Town and continued on the road.

In order to speed up the journey, Murong Feng urged Qinggong to take Chunli all the way. She returned to Thunderfoot Farm just before noon, and this was the third time she had been to the farm.

The owner of the farm was a passionate old farmer named Pang Rayfoot. Previously, Murong Feng also asked him if he had bought a bamboo raft and went down the river to the silk yarn workshop.

Graciously thanked Pang Thunderfoot for his luncheon, after all, the morning meal had not been digested. The master and apprentice turned north and came to the entrance of the fog yarn plank road, a winding stone staircase carved into the sky steeply carved into the cliff wall.

Chun-Li's legs went weak when she looked up, and she begged to rest for a while before climbing the mountain.

"Don't pretend, beware of developing a lazy disease." Murong Feng lifted Chunli's collar and snorted coldly: "I ate so many things in the morning, just to eliminate my appetite." ”

"Master, I really can't climb, I get dizzy when I look at the number of steps." Chun-Li pleaded.

Murong Feng said: "Then climb with your eyes closed, so that you won't be dizzy." ”

Chunli was embarrassed, knowing that the master was iron-hearted, so she had to climb up slowly with a bitter face.

Murong Feng followed leisurely, not daring to stop at all.

It took them more than an hour to climb halfway up the mountain, but fortunately, the steep stone steps finally reached the end, replaced by a winding mountain path hidden in the mist.

"It's foggy." Murong Feng looked back behind him and found that the steep stone steps were also shrouded in mist, and he couldn't really see it.

"Master, I really can't crawl, just let me rest for a while." Chun-Li sat down on the grass and begged.

Murong Feng glanced at the winding mountain road and said, "There seems to be a family in front, let's rest there." ”

"Master, you don't know me, how can there be a family in this ghost place." Chunli shook her head in disbelief, but was forcibly dragged up by Murong Feng and continued to climb the mountain.

Jingle bells!

Suddenly, there was a bell in the fog ahead.

Chunli immediately pricked up her ears and said in surprise: "Master, you listen, it seems that there is a bell." ”

"Well, I hear you." Murong Feng nodded and said, "It's a few goats with bells around their necks. ”

While talking, a herd of goats was gnawing on the grass on the roadside, and a sheepherd was napping on a large bluestone on the roadside.

"Huh! There are really people! Chun-Li looked surprised.

When the shepherd heard the voice, he lifted the straw hat covering his face, sat up, looked at the two of them carefully, and beckoned, "Are the two guest officers going up the mountain?" ”

"Exactly, is there a place for the old man to rest?" Murong Feng stepped forward and glanced at the other party, and found that this was not a panda man, but a little old man with a full beard.

"Huh? You're not a panda person, are you? Chunli asked bluntly.

The old shepherd shook his beard and said with a smile: "The little girl has never been to Kunlai Mountain at first glance, and I am a land spirit." ”

"Wow, so you're a land spirit!" Chunli asked with a look of surprise, "I heard that your land spirits are not all in Kunlai Mountain?" Why did you come here to herd sheep? ”

The old sheep herd of the land spirit smiled: "These sheep are not mine, I am just herding sheep for others." If the two guest officers want to go up the mountain, they can continue to walk a few miles forward, there is a misty inn, and my sheep belong to the owner of the inn. ”

"Thank you for showing the way." Murong Feng thanked him and pulled Chunli to continue on his way.

"Since the two guest officers are here for the first time, let me say a little more. I remember that you must not have anything to do with life in the inn, otherwise the owner of the store will not be easy to mess with. The old shepherd admonished him meaningfully, yawned and lay back to his nap.

"Thank you." Murong Feng glanced at the old man deeply, and thanked him again.

As the old shepherd said, after the master and apprentice continued to walk for a few miles, an inn hidden in the mist really appeared in front of them.

When they got closer, they saw the whole picture of this inn built on the mountain, and the wooden structure of the pavilion looked like it had been baptized by the years, and it should have been some years.

Diagonally opposite the inn there is a flat meadow and an annex. There is a cliff on the edge of the annex, and you can see the entire emerald forest under the sea of clouds.

When the master and apprentice came to the door of the inn, they saw a group of yaks tied to the door, and a group of dwarf land spirits were busy unloading.

At the door of the inn stood two sturdy men, unabashedly tied to their waists.

The two innkeepers only glanced coldly at the master and apprentice when they saw the master, and they didn't look like they were opening the door to welcome customers for business. However, the inn was full of people, and the sound of drinking and music came out in bursts.