Chapter 32 – Kitchen Knives

Xu Yan sat cross-legged on the bed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

For him, the main purpose of that visit to the Gongfa Pavilion was not to practice and tattoo skills. As mentioned before, to him, this kind of low-level exercises and tattoo techniques are of little significance.

The most important thing for him was to know his Nine Heavenly Fire Skills, even if this world could be used to cultivate the Pattern Force.

In the Canghuang Continent in the previous life, there were two kinds of power: magic and fighting spirit, which were clearly distinguished.

However, the Nine Heavenly Fire Skills that he practiced by himself were able to ignore this restriction and could be used for both magic and fighting spirit.

Therefore, he wondered, since such a powerful Nine Heavenly Fire Skill, could it be used to cultivate the Pattern Force?

Now it seems that the answer is yes.

And since the Ninefold Heavenly Fire Gong could be used to cultivate the Pattern Force, then since he was four years old, he tried to exercise and began to carry out the Zhou Tian operation of the Ninefold Heavenly Fire Gong.

As the name suggests, the Ninefold Heavenly Fire Gong is its Ninefold.

Even if it was oneself in the previous life, he had only cultivated to the Fifth Heaven.

And unlike the previous life, that world has two very different powers—magic and fighting spirit.

But there is only one thing in this world, and that is the force of grain.

The Ninefold Heavenly Fire Skill, which he had been practicing since he was four years old, had only broken through the first level after six years, and now he was in the realm of the second level.

To be honest, in addition to his strong compatibility and strong fire control ability, he really couldn't see how special the Nine Heavenly Fire Skill was. Even so, it is a miraculous skill passed down by the teacher, but he will not waste it.

After walking for seven hundred and forty-nine weeks, he took a long breath.

The strange thing was that the location where his Nine Heavenly Fire Gong was stored was neither in the Qi Palace of the Dantian nor in the Heart Palace of the Heart, but in the upper abdomen between the two. And after six years of practice, he didn't have half of the overflowing feeling that Zuo Chengzhe said.

But when he thought of the legendary tattoo master he was talking about, but it took twelve years of cultivation to break through the Innate Palace, he was not worried.

opened his eyes, but he saw Lan Ming in the stove room and didn't know what he was doing.

Four years have passed, and because of his repeated excellent grades, coupled with Lan Ming's Xiantian Palace, the two of them have long been separated from the narrow T-shaped room. The two of them now live in room B, but it is second only to room A for teachers, deans and other staff.

In addition to its own latrine, there is also a separate stove room.

Finally, you don't have to keep sneaking around on an open fire in the room.

"Brother Xu, have you finished practicing?" Soon, Xu Yan, who opened his eyes, was discovered by Lan Ming. He happily took a plate from the pot and put it in front of Xu Yan: "This is fried chicken cartilage, but it's a top-notch appetizer. 」

Then Lan Ming also mysteriously brought a small pot from the stove room again: "I secretly bought it from the restaurant. Don't let anyone find out, or we'll be fired. 」

"Hey, how is that possible!" Xu Yan's eyes lit up when he saw the wine!

He has been a good drinker since his last life. Every time Xu Tian drank alone, he secretly wanted to steal wine and drink, but in the end, he was beaten up. And more than two years ago, Xu Yan was forced by Lan Ming to accompany him to buy vegetables as a coolie, and then passed by a restaurant, so he began this road of no return.

At the beginning, Xu Yan was still a little uncomfortable. After all, the taste of the wine has changed, and my body is no longer as strong as it used to be, but it is gradually regaining the feeling. It's just that although he has escaped from Xu Tian's clutches, he has fallen into the fingers of Lan Ming, Guanyin.

Every time I wanted to have a big drink, I would be caught by Lan Ming, and I would read a big meal for three days and three nights, and I was annoyed. Over time, without Lan Ming's permission, Xu Yan didn't dare to drink indiscriminately.

............

Just as he was about to take the wine and tea, Xu Yan's hand suddenly stopped in the air, staring at Lan Ming with vigilant eyes: "There is nothing to do, there must be something to ask for." 」

Lan Ming smiled and touched his hair like a bird's nest weed: "What's the conspiracy, I just want to thank Brother Xu for being willing to accompany me home." You must know that Brother Xu is my first friend, and if Brother Xu refuses, I will be very sad. 」

Xu Yan sighed twice, and touched his smooth and shiny head with a big grin: "What is there to thank for this little bird thing. So saying, his hand reached for the jug again.

Suddenly, he retracted his claws again and looked at Lan Ming suspiciously.

The two have lived together for four years and know each other too well.

"If it's a thank you, a good dish is enough. But today it's the first time that there is wine......

Lan Ming's face showed a cunning look: "It is worthy of Brother Xu. 」

He held the plate of freshly baked and fragrant wine tea in his left hand, and held the pot of wine in his right hand, like a demon waving its little tail: "I just want to know what you are doing with Teacher Zuo today, and when you come back, the teacher's face has become strange. 」

Xu Yan was speechless: "You guy is really troublesome. 」

Lan Ming snorted, "Anyway, Brother Xu and I are advancing and retreating together, you can't hide anything from me. He shook his hands, "Say it or not, it's yours!"

Xu Yan grabbed it in his arms with both hands, while throwing a finger-sized chicken cartilage into the mouth. The refreshing taste and tangy aroma made him want to stop, and then he took a big sip of wine before he let out a refreshing voice: "It's so cool! 」

Lan Ming covered his nose: "My mouth stinks...... Hurry up!"

Then, Xu Yan told today's events in the sound of "chew chew chew". Hearing this, Lan Ming waved his small fist indignantly: "This is so unfair! Brother Xu, how can you possibly take out a second-order tattoo soldier?"

Xu Yan threw the last chicken cartilage into his mouth, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Have you forgotten where the silver taels for our meal came from? Let me tell you, your eldest brother Xu, that is, me, is a very great forger. Second-Order Tattooed Soldiers, it's easy!"

"Brother Xu is so powerful!" Lan Ming appropriately threw an admiring gaze, making Xu Yan complacent: "Seeing that you know you so well, let me forge a powerful tattoo for you in the future!"

Lan Ming was stunned: "Why should I tattoo soldiers? I don't like to fight. 」

Xu Yan sat up straight and said in a tone that hated iron but not steel, "Your idea is going to change. It's not that you don't like to fight, and people won't fight with you. At the very least, you must have the ability to protect yourself. 」

"You can't have the heart to harm others, and you can't have the heart to prevent people. 」

"You have to remember that. 」

Lan Ming was stunned when he heard this, looking at Lan Ming's idiot appearance, Xu Yan knew that he had said it in vain.

"I don't understand those that are too advanced. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will ask Brother Xu to make a kitchen knife for me!"

Xu Yan was speechless.

In his last life, he was unique in the forging arts, and what weapon had not been forged......?

As if knowing what Xu Yan was thinking, Lan Ming snorted, "Brother Xu, don't underestimate it, a kitchen knife is equivalent to the relationship between a tattoo soldier and a tattoo artist for an excellent tattooed chef. Because the food of the tattoo kitchen is tattoo food. And tattooed food, most of them are textured materials. These materials, even if they are dead, have great power. Ordinary kitchen knives can burst instantly even if they are lightly touched. 」

"So the best tattoo chef will have his own kitchen knife!"

Lan Ming often talks about his dreams, and his little eyes are shining. Xu Yan is no stranger to this kind of expression. Because I am such a person, I have the greatest passion for the things I love.

If it weren't for the fact that he had made up his mind to practice martial arts in this life, he might still devote himself to forging as he did in his previous life.

"Okay, okay, I promise you. 」

"It's a deal!"