"At eight o'clock in the evening, come and eat a hundred medicine soup."

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Ling received a message from the cold-faced man.

Knock knock knock......

Zhang Ling opened the door, first saw Tang Qianqian, and then saw seven or eight young people standing at the door.

"What's going on?" Zhang Ling looked at Tang Qianqian and asked.

Tang Qianqian pursed her lips and said, "Students from Jiangnan Academy." ”

"Master, let's apprentice." One of the students said with a fiery look in his eyes.

"What teacher?"

"You are a warrior of the Battle Spirit Hall! The whole world has seen that video, we are students of the Refining Institute of Jiangnan University, and we are here to apprentice with you. Just the other day, I saw you destroy a mechanical vanguard warrior at the door, so please take us as an apprentice. ”

Zhang Ling raised his eyebrows, teaching students, where did he get that time?

"No time, a warrior has never grown up by apprenticeship, please take care of it."

"Zhang Ling, the second defense war is coming, can't you do anything for this world?" Tang Qianqian persuaded him.

Zhang Ling smiled lightly and said, "I have contributed enough to this world. ”

Tang Qianqian saw Zhang Ling's smiling face, and immediately said angrily: "Could it be that you have contributed more than your hall master?" More than a dozen people went deep into the hive and died generously, and now you, as a member of the War Spirit Hall, why is it so difficult to teach others? ”

Zhang Ling looked at Tang Qianqian's angry little face, slightly curled the corners of his mouth and said, "I can teach, but I need a battlefield, do you want me to take them to transform the star, or do you catch tens of thousands of insects to come over as a sparring partner?" ”

Tang Qianqian: "......"

"Even if you don't fight, you can teach us some skills!" Some students were anxious.

Zhang Ling smiled helplessly: "Skills? Skills without actual combat are all nonsense. Alright, I still have business. ”

"Smack!"

Zhang Ling closed the door directly, and Tang Qianqian and a group of students stood stunned outside the door.

Tang Qianqian pursed her lips, rolled her eyes and said: "You guys go back first, you guys won't be able to invite this guy by yourself, when can you make a bigger move, or invite some heavyweights, maybe there will be a chance." ”

"Will the student march succeed?" A student said.

Before the student could continue, another student patted him on the head and said, "This is the hero of the War Spirit Hall, you are holding a parade, and you are fighting crime?" ”

......

In the evening, silent snack bar.

The cold-faced man's shop was closed at seven o'clock, and it was considered a separate treat at this time, so he naturally let Zhang Ling and the two go to the backyard.

Looking at the backyard of the cold-faced man, Zhang Ling twitched the corner of his mouth, there were a lot of sculptures, bones, strange dishes, and a lot of big stalls in the yard. Every object is carved with a lot of messy things, some writing, some carving, some carving dragons, and some carving landscapes.

"Mr. Mo, your yard is quite chic!"

The cold-faced man ignored Zhang Ling, but picked up a boiling and steaming crockpot from a stove with a damp cloth.

"Hundred medicine soup, it's rare." The cold-faced man still said coldly.

Zhang Ling pulled Su Xiaoai to sit down and said with a smile: "Mr. Mo, let's eat together, such a jar, the two of them can't finish eating." ”

"After eating" the cold-faced man didn't mean to sit down, but instead took a kitchen knife that killed pigs and went to carve flowers.

"Eat—"

Open the crockpot, and in an instant, the white light is steaming, and the glow is gone.

"Wow, a dish that glows." Zhang Ling and Su Xiaoai's eyes widened.

"There is no culture, it is too much pressure in the crockpot, the steam lasts for a long time, and it erupts naturally the moment it is opened." The cold-faced man said coldly while flying the kitchen knife.

"Goodo......"

"Let's go."

It is said to be a hundred medicinal soup, but the mellow smell smells like a smell of minced meat, and there seems to be a hint of wine. I have to say that the smell alone is evocative.

The first bite of a vegetable that looks like a radish head is filled with soup in a thin layer of skin, and the taste is sweet and fragrant. The next moment, Zhang Ling opened his eyes violently, and a hot current of heat sank into his body.

"Xiao Ai, don't eat more, eat a small bowl at most." Zhang Ling solemnly told that if it weren't for Xiao Ai's fact that she had already been washed and cut off, Zhang Ling wouldn't even dare to let her eat a small bowl.

Su Xiaoai was already sweating profusely after only two bites, although she was very greedy for the taste of this hundred medicinal soup, but she was very aware of the serious consequences of eating more.

On the other hand, Zhang Ling gobbled it up without care, although the waves of heat in his body never stopped, he didn't want to waste this absolutely replenishing thing in front of him.

The cold-faced man was carving, and he was also watching the two of them, Su Xiaoai was reasonable, and it was already rare to be able to eat a small bowl. But he watched Zhang Ling pour the last mouthful of soup into his stomach, and his eyes twitched.

Zhang Ling drank the last mouthful of soup, as if he was about to breathe fire in his throat, this hundred medicine soup is simply not something for people to eat, although it is delicious, but this stamina is too terrible.

Unable to go home, Zhang Ling sat on the ground, operating the churning heat wave in his body over and over again according to the Eight Extremes True Qi cultivation method. He was surprised that the cold-faced man found the ingredients from where, which contained an extremely large amount of energy, and it was not strong when he ate it, and he was like a full balloon when he ate it.

"Five hearts to the sky?" The cold-faced man muttered.

It is said that Su Xiaoai was looking at Zhang Ling, who was flushed, anxiously, with a worried face, but he heard the cold-faced man say: "Don't disturb him, he is practicing." ”

Zhang Ling was indeed practicing, and the surging energy flowed rapidly in his body along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and the unsmooth meridian levels were forcefully broken through. Fortunately, he had obtained the cultivation method of the Eight Extremes True Qi, and he was able to quickly store these energies in his limbs, otherwise he would really be a little unbearable at the moment, after all, he had indeed been seriously injured.

an hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

Suddenly, with Zhang Ling's body as the center of the circle, a stream of air suddenly dispersed, rushing to all sides, setting off a wave of air.

"It's so strong."

This is Zhang Ling's feeling at the moment, he didn't open his eyes, but couldn't wait to look at his personal information.

Host: Zhang Ling

Nature's Air: 4982 points

Physical qualities: strength 862, nerve reaction speed 2.86, speed 294......

Combined combat effectiveness: 1064

Mental power: 361

Potential: 1 star

Floristry: Not yet started

Item: 2 random draws

Comprehensive evaluation: The scum of the floral level is estimated to not even be able to raise cactus.

Flower God System: "Ding, congratulations to the master Baji Zhenqi Xiaocheng." ”

Zhang Ling was surprised that he had grown so much at one time. The strength after washing the tendons and marrow was only close to 600 before, and after eating a meal, it actually grew nearly 300, which shows how huge the energy contained in this hundred medicine soup is.

"You've been seriously injured?" Until Zhang Ling was already sober, the cold-faced man asked.

Zhang Ling opened his eyes, got up and said with a smile: "It is true that he has been seriously injured and has not yet recovered, Mr. Mo smiled." ”

"Seriously injured? Ah Ling, are you alright? Su Xiaoai asked hurriedly.

"It's okay, don't worry." Zhang Ling stretched his lower limbs and said dotingly.

The cold-faced man tilted his head to look at Zhang Ling, and finally said, "You are the Hall Master of the Battle Soul Hall in the video?" ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Ling frowned, how could this cold-faced man guess his identity?

But he saw the cold-faced man and said: "Hundred medicinal soups, ordinary people can't eat them." With the strength shown by the members of the Battle Spirit Hall in the video, only that hall master can easily eat a full jar of 100 medicine soup. ”

Zhang Ling said with a smile: "There are many talents in the Battle Spirit Hall, and it is only a small part in the video, which doesn't mean anything." ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Ling and the cold-faced man suddenly turned their heads sharply and looked in one direction.

The cold-faced man returned to the casual appearance just now, naturally packed up the clay pot, and said coldly: "It seems that a guest is coming, you can go and greet him." ”

Zhang Ling got up to say goodbye, took Su Xiaoai's hand and said, "Go home." ”

Su Xiaoai's face was ruddy, her mental state was unusually good all day today, but at this moment, she pointed in a direction with a little worry: "I feel a blue-green qi, which seems to be very unfriendly." ”

"Can you feel it?" Zhang Ling asked in surprise.

Su Xiaoai nodded and said, "Hmm! I felt it after eating the hundred medicine soup just now, in addition to the unfriendly qi, I also felt that Mr. Mo also had a breath of qi in his body. Ah Ling...... You, you too. ”

"Oh? What is the qi in Mr. Mo's body and in my body? Zhang Ling asked a little excitedly.

Su Xiaoai recalled: "The qi in Mr. Mo's body is black and cold, but in the depths of the black, there is a particularly pure white. ”

"Ah Ling, I feel that your qi is very hot, very masculine, and very domineering, like a volcano that may erupt at any time, but it is blocked by a layer of cyan mist." Su Xiaoai looked at Zhang Ling's face and said.

"It's written in the book?" Zhang Ling attributed Su Xiaoai's strange ability to the Elven Codex for the first time.

"It's not written in the book! I just felt it naturally...... Like, it seems to be a little similar to the spiritual power you said, but it's a little different. Su Xiaoai herself said strangely.

Zhang Ling asked silently in his mind: "System, what kind of ability is Xiao Ai?" ”

Flora system: "The master's authority is insufficient, and he can't answer ......"

There was no disappointment on Zhang Ling's face, no matter what, it showed that Xiao Ai's ability began to show, which was a good start.

"Xiao Ai, you go home first, I'll go to the river to have a look."

"Ah Ling, be careful, go home early." Su Xiaoai said with a smile.

"Huh?"

Zhang Ling wondered, according to normal circumstances, shouldn't Su Xiaoai be worried about herself at this time?

saw Su Xiaoai squinting his eyes and smiled: "That blue-green qi can't beat Ah Ling, and Uncle Wang Sandao has already passed." ”

Zhang Ling: "......"

Su Xiaoai, what kind of weird ability is this?

After Zhang Ling arrived at the river, he didn't intend to hide himself at all, he walked directly to a dark corner and said into the darkness: "Hey, come out!" This land is back to my house, what are you doing in my land? ”

"Can you spot me?" After a long time, a hoarse voice said.