Huaying quickly bought the ingredients back, and after that, she and the big yellow cat sat on the stone chair and squatted on the stone table, watching Ling Zheng busy in the wind and fire.

The ingredients bought by Huaying are very suitable for making hot pot, and it just so happens that this is also what Ling Zheng is best at, plus Ling Zheng's storage ring has all kinds of pots and pans, so there is no need to worry about insufficient preparation.

Soon, the three of them gathered around the stone table, and the flames that were activated by the formation and fire attribute spirit jade were burning below, and a whole pot of thick soup was steaming. There are more than a dozen plates of vegetables and meat on the table, which are very pleasing to the eye.

Huaying didn't know where Ling Zheng learned these cooking skills, but she didn't ask, and the movements of the chopsticks were elegant and fast.

Ling Zheng also eats with relish, although it is said that today's cultivation has long been able to do Bigu, but eating is undoubtedly one of the most important things to do as a person, and it is also an easy thing to enjoy.

Only the big yellow cat had a grudge on his face, because his cat paws couldn't use chopsticks at all, so he chattered on the side and urged Ling Zheng to quickly pick up vegetables for him.

This dinner was quite comfortable, just like the previous time to eat the long-stewed storm wings, these things were swept by the big yellow cat as usual, and then the big yellow cat fell to the ground on all fours, and the cat's paws gently patted the round cat's belly, with a satisfied face.

Ling Zheng stared at the big yellow cat, and suddenly remembered the ghoul rat that he had brought out in the ghost domain, the mouse. Since bidding farewell to the Xuansha Imperial Palace, Xiang Xuefeng once said that the mouse left with the old man in the linen robe, Tie Lao, and he hadn't seen him for almost four years, and he didn't know if the mouse was doing well now.

Rats are also the ones who like to turn themselves into cats the most.

After eating and drinking, Huaying still took out the guqin and played it gently. Ling Zheng lay on the soft grass in the courtyard, looking at the dark blue night sky, in a daze at the beautiful sound of the piano.

Xiang Xuefeng, Kong Xuan, and Dou Bi were separated from him after leaving the ancient tomb, and although they said that they were not dead, they didn't know how the three of them were doing.

There are also Zhao Yanran and Ning Ling'er, the two of them were taken away by Ning Qianhe after learning that Liang Xian was going to Dengxian City to block him, and they didn't say goodbye to Ling Zheng.

Then there are the two fathers and sons, Ning Qianhe and Ning Chongxiao, and I don't know how the relationship between the two is now.

......

Gradually, Ling Zheng listened to the moving sound of the piano in the painting, and slowly fell asleep.

He lay on the grass and fell asleep, he didn't know how long it had been since he had slept so comfortably.

After the big yellow cat and Ling Zheng fell asleep, the painting first glanced at Ling Zheng a few times, and then returned to his room with the guqin in his arms, with a heartfelt smile on his face.

She thinks it's good that this is good, there is no dispute for the position of the head of Qixiao Mountain, there is no vigilance and vigilance against other cultivators, and with a man, eating, chatting, and playing the piano, although this is very much like the life of a mortal, but the painting is very yearning.

When she walked to the room, she glanced back at Ling Zheng again. I saw that under the bright moonlight, Ling Zheng was lying there quietly, his expression was like that of a child, quiet and warm.

"Looking for a man?" muttered Shadow, "I wonder if it could be him...... Hehe, but, even if I don't have this blessing, I should be able to find a good man. ”

After speaking, the painting shadow returned to his room, and after untying his clothes, he fell into the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, after painting and dressing up, I walked out of the room, and saw Ling Zheng and the big yellow cat eating breakfast at the stone table.

"The buns I just bought are still hot. Ling Zheng said with a smile: "I bought a lot, this dead cat eats three catties by himself, and the remaining half catty is eaten by the two of us." ”

"I can only eat two. The painting sat down with a smile, and the eating appearance was very elegant.

After the two of them finished eating the buns, Ling Zheng said: "Longhuo Zhenren told me before that his old friend is going to hold a birthday banquet tomorrow, and he will let me attend it no matter what." If you don't like the hustle and bustle, just stay here. ”

"The old friend of the Dragon Fire True Person, is that the formation mage?"

Ling Zheng and the big yellow cat glanced at each other, and then Ling Zheng asked, "I really don't know anything about this, do you know about the painting?"

"I've heard a few of them. The painting shadow said slowly: "That person's name is Ji Changsheng, although the reputation is good, but the background is a little complicated. ”

"This person was originally a boy brought to Qianjimen from the mortal world as a slave by the formation mage of Qianjimen, but Qianjimen didn't seem to have thought that he had picked up a genius. When Ji Changsheng was twenty-one years old, after knowing what he was about to face as a slave, he killed his master and went out of the Thousand Machine Gate. In the past two or three hundred years, Ji Changsheng has been wandering in the Northern Regions, and it is said that the experience is very hard, and he can survive to the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm, and he is already a third-level peak formation mage, it is hard to imagine how firm this person's mind is. ”

"You mean, he hasn't visited a teacher since he left Qianjimen at the age of twenty-one?" Ling Zheng's eyes widened.

"As I understand it, it does. Drawing Shadow said: "Therefore, it is really rare that Ji Changsheng can come to this point today, and he also has a good reputation among the Northern Array mages." ”

"However, I have not been in contact with him, and my knowledge of him is limited to hearsay, so I don't know exactly what this person is. The painting paused and said, "It's not enough for me to persuade you to keep an eye on this person when you come into contact with him." Just inferring from the hearsay, I feel that this person is definitely not simple. ”

Ling Zheng nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you, Painting, I'll pay attention." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Zheng felt that the formations around the courtyard were touched.

Immediately after, the voice of the Dragon Fire Dao man sounded outside the door: "Is Ling Zheng Xiaoyou here?"

Ling Zheng got up to open the door, but found that in addition to the dragon fire real person who came this time, there was also an old man like Ling Zheng, who was also wearing a simple white magic robe without any ornaments on it.

The old man looked younger than the dragon fire real person, his face was calm, not warm nor cold, this person must have been very handsome when he was young, because even if he was old, there was a strange temperament revealed.

But after Ling Zheng saw the old man's eyes, he saw a lot of things in those eyes. Those eyes give people the feeling of brightness, clarity, calmness, vicissitudes, tolerance, open-mindedness, wisdom and so on.

This person's experience must be very rich, such a pair of eyes, Ling Zheng has seen in another person before.

That person was Ning Qianhe.

A person with such a pair of eyes is certainly not an ordinary person. Ling Zheng thought so in his heart, and then smiled at the dragon fire real person and the old man in white, and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture.

The old man in white also smiled kindly, making people look very comfortable.

The big yellow cat jumped on Ling Zheng's shoulder very interestingly, and no longer occupied the table, just like that, Ling Zheng, Painting, Longhuo Zhenren, and the old man in white sat on the four stone chairs next to the stone table.

"Old man, let me introduce, Ling Zheng Xiaoyou, this is my old friend of the formation mage, Ji Changsheng, who is very talkative. Changsheng, this is Ling Zheng's little friend, and that is the future female head of Qixiao Mountain. ”

After the introduction of Longhuo Zhenren, the white-clothed old array mage named Ji Changsheng was also mistaken for granted, and said with a smile: "It's really a talented woman." ”

Ling Zheng was helpless, so he had to explain again, not paying attention to the painting and looking at him, there was a little resentment in his eyes.

Ji Changsheng's hand flashed with light, took the Spirit Wind Array Staff in his hand, and chuckled: "The process of refining and the Spirit Wind Array Staff, Dragon Fire has already said. To be able to refine an eight-grade first-stage spiritual weapon with materials of that level, it is expected that it should be because of Ling Zheng's help. Therefore, the old man wants to come and thank Xiaoyou in person. ”

"The younger generation also depends on luck. Ling Zheng didn't deny it, and after saying a word of nonsense, he said: "Besides, the Dragon Fire senior has already promised to refine the Yin Demon Cold Silkworm Inner Armor for me, so you don't have to be so polite senior." ”

"Haha, Lao Ji, I'll just say, Ling Zheng Xiaoyou is very cheerful, and he doesn't like that kind of twists and turns. Longhuo Zhenren smiled: "So, you still say what you want to ask, even if Ling Zheng Xiaoyou refuses, it doesn't hurt." ”

What does Ji Changsheng want to ask?

When Ling Zheng heard this, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and then he glanced at the big yellow cat on his shoulder, and saw that the big yellow cat's gaze was also a little deep, so he turned his head and smiled: "Senior Longhuo is right, Senior Ji, if you have something to say directly, just say it, and we can discuss it." ”

Ji Changsheng's unusually bright eyes had a hint of a smile, of course he knew that the big yellow cat sitting on Ling Zheng's shoulder was very unusual, and he also guessed what Ling Zheng was thinking.

"Actually, Ji came to find Ling Zheng Xiaoyou because he wanted to ask Ling Zheng Xiaoyou. Ji Changsheng stood up, faced Ling Zheng, and said with a smile: "This matter is not a difficult thing for Ling Zheng's little friend. ”

Ling Zheng naturally thought that Ji Changsheng wanted to ask himself what kind of formation he had given to the Spirit Wind Array Staff before, but whether it was Yun Tianyuan, Ning Qianhe and the Big Yellow Cat, they had all told Ling Zheng that the news that he had the Four Elephants Red Sun Formation Pattern on his body must not be exposed, otherwise, once the news spreads, he will be targeted by the array mages of the entire continent.

Ling Zheng thought so in his heart, but on the surface, he was silent, and said with a smile: "Oh? Then I don't know what the senior wants me to do?"

Ji Changsheng suddenly took a step back, then bowed down and bowed to Ling Zheng.

"I learned that Ling Zheng Xiaoyou is the heir of the White Array Gate, so Ji Changsheng wants to worship Ling Zheng Xiaoyou as a teacher and become the successor of the White Array Gate. ”

Ling Zheng was stunned for a moment, looked at the big yellow cat, and found that this guy's eyes were full of astonishment, one black and one white.

But Ling Zheng saw that Ji Changsheng's expression and tone were very strict, not like he was joking, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't guess the thoughts of this old array mage.