Lu Fatzi may have not found this kind of rookie who has cultivated half-white for a long time, and Yan San is indeed ignorant, so with such a question and answer, the middle of the moon will come to an end.

Through this conversation, Yan San completely opened his eyes, and then he knew that Xiu Yuan had so many twists and turns all the way, but Yan San was not sure if it was Lu Fatzi who exaggerated and fooled the children to play, and he was also arrogant.

According to Lu Fatzi, physical cultivation is completely abusive to spiritual cultivation at the initial level, and it has a simpler hierarchy of its own. Spirituality can only compete with physical cultivation until the third heaven, and after the fourth heaven, spiritual cultivation at the same level beats physical cultivation, because spirituality will fly!

As for the soul cultivation, it is a freak anomaly, just in response to the sentence called "the heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper", the physique is extremely weak, but the soul art is strange, and if you are not careful, you will become a fool, and you will stand on that stake like a mermaid. In general, soul cultivation meets spiritual cultivation at the same level, and everything depends on fate.

In general, soul cultivation and physical cultivation have gone to the two extremes, while spiritual cultivation is slightly better, in the middle, with the improvement of spiritual power, physical fitness and soul power will be improved, although it is not as obvious as specialized cultivation, compared to mortals It is very different, so there are many spiritual cultivators in the world.

"Spiritual cultivation or physical cultivation?" Yan San was depressed in bed.

Qingfeng Jue brought himself into the door of spiritual cultivation, and under the urging of Lingyuan, he obviously made himself as light as a swallow, and his attack was also good, so he couldn't give up. However, the rice bucket divine skill has just been cultivated for half a month, and the effect is almost immediate, the physical strength and strength have increased significantly, and it seems to promote physical development a little, Yan San obviously feels that his bones are itching these days, as if he is growing taller.

But after spiritual cultivation, he will fly! What a bull fork, flying in the sky! How can the third master be willing to be so tempted?!

However, Tianwang Jue seems to be a little more cowhideous, recalling the posture of the little porcelain man carrying his hands on his back and looking at the world, Yan San can't help but have a hot chest, destroying the withering and decaying, the autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, it is just a little more bloody, too cruel!

"Damn! whatever, both of them are repaired, the dead fat man deliberately tricked the child to play, don't I know?" Yan San sat up and made up his mind, then grabbed the quilt, covered his head and fell down, and fell asleep.

Just do what you say, this is also where Yan San is stubborn. As long as he decides that one thing is wrong, even if others say it is wrong, he will do it, even if he is deceived, in Yan San's words: "The third master is happy, can you manage it?"

First cultivate the Qingfeng Technique, and then the rice bucket magic skill, in the fresh sky of the early morning, Yan San's day began like this. Lu Fatzi didn't cultivate, and when he got up, he saw that Yan San had already settled down, so he didn't bother him, he got some water to wash, and carried a cage, in which two fat milky white hamsters went out into circles on the street.

After returning from a circle, Lu Zhan saw that Yan San was in a strange posture, trembling all over his body, sweating profusely, the fat on his face twitched again, and he muttered in his mouth: "Do you want to rest in the spirit body?

Yan Sanyi's rice bucket shook his whole body, and immediately entered the state of starving ghosts, and as soon as he finished work, he immediately smelled a smell of meat. The smell of this meat was so strange that it almost starved him to death, and Yan San almost spontaneously threw himself towards the source of the fragrance.

There is also a big hall outside Lu Zhan's house, and at this time, Lu Fatzi is putting a big ding on the ground, standing and bending down from time to time to scoop a spoon, and stuffing it into the pile of fat that is about to submerge his facial features, even saving the bowl, and eating happily. Yes, a big tripod directly, a round tripod that one person will never be able to hold!

Dingnei was still gurgling, the white soup was as thick as milk, and the unknown herbs were tumbling with fist-sized pieces of meat, I don't know what kind of meat, it was strangely fragrant. "This fat man is really good at it, it's so fragrant, no wonder he can be a chef!" Yan San thought to himself, while trying to swallow the saliva in his mouth, rubbing his hands, and said to Lu Fat who didn't even look at him with a smile on his face: "Master Lu, what kind of meat is this, it's so fragrant, it looks delicious when you smell it." 』

"Oolong Pei Yuan Soup, more than fifty years old iron thread black, with eighteen kinds of precious medicinal materials, it is stewed in such a pot. Lu Zhan replied, without looking back, a fist-sized piece of meat was stuffed into his mouth, and after two movements, it disappeared. This situation is like stuffing meat into a pile of meat, which makes Yan San thrilling;

Iron wire black Yan San knew that it was a kind of snake, but the snake didn't seem to grow very big, the total chopsticks were thick, and the body was as hard as iron, and it was very fast, and it was extremely poisonous, Yan San had seen a person who was bitten to death by this kind of snake, and his whole body was black and black, hard as a stone, it was really very evil poison. Fifty years of iron thread, that can't be fine? No wonder there is so much meat!

"Hehe, it sounds like I want to eat. Master Lu, such a big ding, can you finish eating?" Yan Santian asked shamelessly. This is already begging for food without face and skin. Yan San has no such self-awareness, in Xiaoxi Street, he doesn't know how many outrageous and disgusting things he has said.

"Do you want to eat?" Lu Zhan stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth and asked Yan Sandao.

"Well, I'll taste it. 』

"Bring the bowl!"

Yan San went straight to the kitchen, came out with a big pot of soup, and said modestly: "I eat less, one bowl is enough."

The soup pot was like a small basin, not only big, but also very deep, Lu Zhan looked at the "bowl" in Yan San's hand, and then at Dading, and shouted: "Roll the calf, bring the small bowl!"

Yan San also realized that he was a little too much, and immediately went back to the kitchen to change the sea bowl. Thinking about it, ordinary people don't eat with sea bowls, and it is estimated that Lu Fatzi will have to let him roll once. In the end, I reluctantly changed the bowl, and finally it was normal. As for the fist-sized rice bowl, Yan San didn't think about it at all.

This time, the fat man still hesitated for a while, and finally gave Yan San a bowl of meat soup, but there were only two pieces of meat, Yan Sanmen clearly saw that he had beaten three pieces, and the fat man's hand shook and fell down again, Yan San looked at Lu Zhan's eyes with a little resentment.

"This bowl, five silver coins." You have to pay for food. Lu Zhan put the bowl of meat soup on the table next to him and said.

"Do you want money?"

"Why don't you want to eat it for nothing?"

"That's not it, how could I be that kind of person?" Yan Sandao. The heart said how do you know?

"Master Lu, look, you are too expensive, you can buy half a sheep for five silver coins, is there such a situation, I don't give money, I can eat this meat soup?" Yan San rubbed his hands, stared at the steaming bowl of meat soup, and said with a smile.

Lu Zhan was so angry that the fat on his face twitched, and said, "Yes, if you can beat me one day back, as long as I am in Zuiyue Tower for a day, I will divide half of the medicinal food I cooked, and I won't take a penny!"

Yan San was happy first, and then Lu Zhan said, "It's like Qian Guang, you punch me, and I give you a punch, it's fair and reasonable." 』

Yan San suddenly wilted. Think about Lu Fatzi's method of struggling with sugar cane, the ghost will punch you back! But soon, Yan San changed his face again, and said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a bowl of meat soup?" It's as expensive as if you can fly after eating, and what do you say about fifty-year-old iron thread, I think it's pork! If it's really so delicious, it's worth it, if it's about the same as the pork I boiled, then I'm not dying?"

Lu Zhan paused and said, "What are you going to do?"

Yan San said: "In this way, today's bowl is a test dish, it is really as mysterious as you said, and I will trade with you again." 』

Lu Zhan's face twitched the fat habitually, a playful light appeared in his eyes, and he waved his fat hand and said, "Okay, you eat for nothing today." 』

"You're an idiot!" Yan San muttered in his heart, picked up the bowl, and feasted.

"It's really worthy of being a chef!" A mouthful of soup, a piece of meat in the stomach, Yan San admired in his heart, the meat was tender and smooth, and it was fragrant, delicious and moist, fat and clear, and the silk was distinct, but it was juicy and plump, without any greasy taste. The soup is rich, the entrance is partial and refreshing, and the sweetness and spicy herbs in the middle are intertwined, forming a unique taste, but it makes the taste buds obedient, making Yan San swallow his tongue.

Three times five divided by two, a bowl of meat soup was dried clean and slippery in a moment. Yan San was still unsatisfied, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at Dading. Lu Zhan stretched out his hand in time, spread his five fingers, and shook it at Yan San, meaning: "Another bowl? Five silver coins." 』

Yan San retracted his meaty gaze and said, "The taste is okay, but that's it, I'll talk about it tomorrow." I sighed in my heart, this fat man was afraid that he was not deceiving people, maybe it was really the meat of the iron thread, and turned away.

"Hmph, after eating my medicinal food, how can it be so easy to give up? After Yan San left, Lu Zhan was happy, his fat shook for a while, and he only felt a kind of tempting and criminal happiness in his heart, and then muttered: "Little Wang Eight Lambs, this bowl of meat soup is too expensive to charge you five silver coins, hehe, put it in the sect of refining the body, and you have to grab the head for five money! Such a big bowl, I see how you spend today." After a while, he came back to his senses and said, "Hey, I'm trading at a loss, why do I still make a profit?"

Back in Zuiyue Tower, Yan San found the old monkey, the old monkey didn't say a word, and when he screamed, the familiar cow-killing knife smashed in front of Yan San.

"Take the knife, come with me, and I'll teach you how to kill today." 』

Yan San picked up the knife, burped in his mouth, and followed the old monkey, feeling a little strange in his heart, he ate a bowl of meat soup in the morning, and he was actually full? This is simply an insult to the rice bucket miracle!

Waiting for the death of two sheep and a cow, Yan San sighed, it is really interlaced like a mountain, I can't imagine that the knowledge of killing an animal is much more complicated than killing a chicken, the distribution of muscles and bones of large animals, the direction of blood, and the fatal point, this must be known. How to cut the knife, how to prevent the animals from struggling to fight for their lives, hiding in the dead corner, and how to stand to prevent blood from splashing on the body, these are all knowledge. Even after killing, you have to recite the sentence "All living beings are suffering, and they will be blissful in their last life", which is the old monkey's unique mantra, saying that it is necessary to read it, and it is not okay not to read it.

At noon, Yan San, who was supposed to have a big meal and then squinted for a while, realized that something was wrong. I'm not hungry, I don't have an appetite yet, my body is full of blood and energy, it's hot and dry, I just feel like I need to find something to do. After staying for a while, the whole person became hot, and the whole body was like a soup slowly boiling on a warm fire, and I just wanted to shout and fight, and suddenly my nose was itchy, and when I reached out and touched it, my hands were red, and the nosebleeds came out.