The flood does not remember the year, and 10,000 years is fleeting.

In the past 10,000 years, Ling Chi has used all his cooks and all the bean soldiers to spread mobile snacks all over the wilderness.

After 10,000 years of indiscriminate food bombardment, Ling Chi has harvested hundreds of billions of recipes, and the lowest level of these recipes has a purple level, which shows the overall strength of the creatures in the wilderness.

Everyone didn't know what Ling Chi had in mind? Obviously won a period of peace for the two lich clans for 10,000 years, why didn't they do something meaningful in these 10,000 years, but instead sold snacks in the flood wilderness?

Not just selling snacks, every time those bean soldiers go to a place, they will scavenge some seemingly ordinary spiritual materials. In the past 10,000 years, I don't know how many spiritual materials have been looted, although they are just very ordinary spiritual materials, and there is no sky-high three-foot action, but it will make people unconsciously care.

The saint must have a deep meaning in his actions, this is the consensus of all the creatures in the desolation, especially the one who does this is Ling Chi, a saint who is comparable to the Dao Ancestor in terms of seniority, not only the two lich clans, but even the saints are very concerned, but after 10,000 years of observation, Ling Chi's 'subordinates' have picked some more ordinary spiritual materials, although occasionally they will get some high-quality spiritual materials, but in the huge flood wilderness, there are many such spiritual materials, but it will not worry them.

But this also made the saints even more puzzled: what do you want to do?

Of course, they didn't know that eating Ling Chi's dishes would reveal recipes corresponding to their level, and these recipes would continue to enrich Ling Chi's own cooking skills, thereby improving his cooking realm.

In the past 10,000 years, because hundreds of billions of recipes have been released, Ling Chi has basically shrunk into the kitchen god space to practice and absorb new recipes, making preparations for the change of quantity into qualitative change.

Ever since he was stopped in the Kitchen God Realm by Hongjun 10,000 years ago, Ling Chi felt that he was still not strong enough, as long as his strength could not break through the barrier of the Heavenly Dao, it would be impossible for him to truly run rampant.

It was this blockade that made Ling Chi, who had been a salted fish for countless yuanhui, ready to turn over.

Hundreds of billions of recipes, even if there is a tenfold acceleration of the kitchen god space, Ling Chi will not be able to make them all, let alone achieve 100% completion of all these recipes, which requires more time accumulation.

At the moment, Ling Chi hadn't even finished one percent of the recipes, so he didn't have time to pay attention to the outside world.

On the contrary, he had already recruited the nine little golden crows that had been shot to the pasture. Because the kitchen god system has been fused, whether or not the creatures recruited by Ling Chi lock their appearance is in Ling Chi's thoughts.

Because the nine little golden crows were too young, Ling Chi let them grow and let them continue to grow on the farm, and by the way, let them act as the sun and moon of the farm.

Because they are a combination of the sun and the yin, so they can become the sun during the day and the moon at night, and they used to exist in the body of the golden crow, because the golden crow is the symbol of the demon emperor, and they must maintain the appearance of the golden crow, but there are no worries in the farm, so the nine little golden crows do the golden crow during the day and the moon rabbit at night, so that the ranch has real sunshine and moonlight, but it makes the farmers and herdsmen in the ranch feel a little more fireworks, and life is more realistic.

And because almost all the creatures in the farms and pastures have the cultivation of saints, these little golden crows are scared and trembling, and there is no more naughty mischief from the outside world, because if they make mistakes, they will really be beaten, and they will be beaten very badly.

The formation of anyone's character is related to the environment in which they grew up, in the flood wilderness, the little golden crows are the princes of the demon clan, and their status is extremely noble, but in the farm and pasture, they are nothing. You can only eat at sunrise and sunset every day, at the beginning of the month and at the beginning of the month. The attitude is many times more humble than before, I don't know.

Fortunately, they have delicious food to eat every day, which is many times stronger than before, so although they work a little the farm, they are very satisfied with their current living conditions.

There is no grievance that cannot be resolved with one meal, and if there is, then two.

……

In the past 10,000 years, although there has been no war between the lichs, but there has been a big and small thing, that is, Chang Xi in retaliation for shooting his nine children Hou Yi, after some investigation, learned that Hou Yi has a beautiful wife, and the name is Chang'e, Chang Xi is very happy, and then found his sister Wangshu, let her hand over the Taiyin bead to herself, and said the plan of 'killing two birds with one stone'.

After hearing this, Wangshu kept frowning, feeling that this matter was too yin, and originally wanted to dissuade Chang Xi, but Chang Xi had been carried away by avenging his son, and he didn't listen to any persuasion, and even threatened: "If you don't give me Taiyin Pearl, you and I will not be sisters from now on." ”

There is no way, Wang Shu can only hand over the Taiyin Pearl, after all, although this plan lacks virtue, it is indeed good for her, and it can also avenge her nephew, so she can't refuse it.

Chang Xi got the Taiyin Bead, so he turned into an old man and went to the lower realm in person.

……

In the south of Wuling Mountain, in the north of Yiyu Mountain, there is a natural canyon of Huoda, surrounded by five mountains outside, Yiling is outstanding, the fairy mist is coiled among them, the huge jungle trees are towering into the clouds, the branches are luxuriant, the green and lush, from time to time there are the sound of small birds chirping to break the calm atmosphere of the canyon.

Under the high mountain, next to the giant tree, a huge tribe looms, and the noise from time to time makes people know that there are people living here, but in addition to people, there are also many witch tribes living here, because this is the tribe of Houyi, a place where people and witches live in harmony.

Nearly 100 meters of waterfall cascaded down and hit the calm water below, a huge roar to vent its power, but all this did not affect the tranquility of a small thatched house next to it.

Beside the falling window, a woman in a coarse cloth dress dragged her cheeks and looked at the gate of the tribe blankly, as if waiting for someone, her curved eyebrows were like willow leaves, with a slight blinking eyelid that made her heart indescribable, her bright beautiful eyes were full of love, staring straight into the distance, and her small Qiong nose snorted a few times from time to time, revealing her slightly naughty side.

Passing by the hut, people can't help but look at this beautiful girl, and their eyes show a strong color of admiration, but it's a pity that this peerless woman is already a famous flower, her name is Chang'e, and her husband is the leader of the tribe, Hou Yi, so no one dares to be rude to her.

For a long time, maybe she was tired, maybe she thought of something, Chang'e moved, put down her white jade-like hand, stood up, looked at the gate of the tribe from afar, sighed softly, and walked towards the inner room with light steps, when an old voice suddenly sounded in the room: "Poor Dao Taiyin, I've seen a girl!" ”

This sudden sound really startled Chang'e, turned around in a panic, and saw that it was an old Taoist priest in front of him, and only then did he put down his nervousness slightly, and he patted his heart that was beating sharply, and glanced at this Taoist priest with disgust: "Old man, do you have anything wrong?" ”

Lao Dao made a joke and said: "Poor Dao came here today, and saw a faint worry between the monk's eyebrows, so he came to solve his doubts. ”

When Chang'e heard this, she was half-convinced in her heart, but she felt that this old Taoist was quite kind, so she let down her vigilance, came out with a cup of tea, and sat down with this old Taoist priest.

"I wonder why I think I'm worried?" Chang'e asked.

Lao Dao smiled slightly, and said: "Woman, what I am worried about is only her husband's family, I see that there are men's things in the lady's room, if it is not bad, the lady should have a family!" ”

"Hmm." Chang'e nodded and glanced at Lao Daogao.

Lao Dao said: "And I see that the girl has not left a child, so I think I must be worried about my husband." ”

Chang'e glanced at this old Taoist priest unexpectedly, and her heart moved slightly, feeling that this old Taoist priest was not as simple as she thought.

Lao Dao continued: "Poor Dao has gone all the way, if you don't look away, this should be a tribe of people living together."

Chang'e just nodded and didn't speak.

"Witches, born and raised, life expectancy endlessly, and people, just a hundred and ten years, the long years have passed, the witches are still there, and the people are already in the ......past," Lao Dao said this, sighed, and did not say any further.

At this time, Chang'e's face was already flushed, and her hands were trembling violently, all showing her excitement, and the old Taoist saw her reaction, and said lightly: "It seems that the girl's husband is a witch, and the girl is a human race." ”

"Please also ask the Taoist to teach me!" Chang'e stood up excitedly and knelt down in front of this old Taoist.

Chang'e and Hou Yi have been married for seven years, although they have been living a life with Hou Yi without quarrel, and the husband and wife are very affectionate, but with the passage of time, their sense of old age has been slowly discovered, especially looking at the tribal couples, the man is extremely young and strong, while the woman is in her twilight years, full of white hair, every time she thinks of this, Chang'e can't help but shudder.

She absolutely doesn't want this kind of thing to happen to her, but Chang'e is a mortal, where is there any way to keep her youth? Hou Yi Yijie Dawu is also helpless about this, Chang'e often can't help but sigh in the middle of the night, she really wants to live with her husband, but as the years go by, her worry is getting more and more.

Sometimes I often wonder if I should find a place to live in seclusion when I am old. She didn't want the kind of thing that happened to her. However, this inconspicuous old man in front of him actually broke through the pain that he had been bothered by all these years, and his mood couldn't help but stir.

She thought that since Lao Dao could see through her fate, she should also have some ability, so she begged him excitedly.

"Huh...... There are no ways to retain youth. The old Taoist smiled and said, "Do you know why there are so many people cultivating in the world? ”

"Cultivation?" Chang'e was stunned, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly asked, "Does the Dao Chief want me to cultivate the Dao Fa, so that I can stay young forever?" ”

Facing Chang'e's extremely expectant eyes, Lao Dao shook his head.

Chang'e's mood was like a roller coaster, as soon as she reached the peak, she quickly fell to the bottom, and she hung her head weakly.

Lao Dao saw Chang'e's reaction, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he immediately disappeared, and said: "The art of cultivation, although it cannot be said to be immortal, but to be young forever, beautiful and glorious, it is still a trivial matter, but it is just ......."

"But what?" Chang'e saw that he said that cultivation could save her youth, as if she saw hope again, and asked anxiously.

"The girl is a mortal, and she has no roots, so the path of cultivation is not ideal for the girl," said Lao Dao.

Hearing this, Chang'e gritted her teeth and said, "As long as I can keep the brilliance, no matter what, I will give it a try!" ”

Lao Dao shook his head with a smile: "The girl may not know, the path of cultivation, long years, quiet in the heart, thousands of years of time is just a meditation work, maybe by the time the girl is successful, she will already be a white-haired woman, at this time what is the use of staying forever?" ”

"This ...... How so!? Chang'e panicked.

Seeing that Chang'e had fallen into the trap, Lao Dao no longer pretended, took out a white jade bottle from his arms, and said: "This is the Taiyin Flying Ascension Pill, as long as it is swallowed, even mortals can also live forever and live forever." Thinking that you and I are fated, this Dan will be given to the girl. ”

After speaking, Lao Dao opened the white jade bottle, and suddenly a faint fragrance filled the entire room, making Chang'e's pores all over her body want to open and absorb, full of infinite desire.

"Dao Chief, this ...... This elixir is too ...... It's too precious......" Chang'e said excitedly, incomplete.

Lao Dao smiled: "There is no need to be like this, this pill may be very valuable to you, but for poor Dao, it is just a few days' work." As the saying goes, seeing each other is fate, so take it! ”

"So...... Thank you, Chief. Chang'e thanked excitedly and took the pill.

"It's a trivial matter, but it's not enough to worry about." Lao Dao smiled slightly and said, "Don't be busy saying thank you first, this pill should not be exposed outside for a long time, you can take it and talk about it!" ”

"Thank you, Chief." After hearing this, Chang'e immediately put the pill into her mouth, and the pill melted in her mouth and was smoothly swallowed by her.

The next moment, Chang'e felt that her body became light, and her whole body exuded a white fairy light, and the fragrance was pleasant, and slowly flew into the air.

Chang'e was very excited, thinking that she had finally been reborn and could live forever. But seeing that she was flying higher and higher without any signs of falling, Chang'e suddenly felt a strong uneasiness, and she found that she couldn't control her body at all, and kept flying towards the Taiyin Star.

"Nope! No! Hou Yi, save me! Save me! Chang'e shouted in horror, but her body flew faster towards the Taiyin Star.

At this moment, a majestic figure rose from the tribe, it was Hou Yi who had just returned from the Ancestral Witch Palace.

"Chang'e!"