The waterfall rushes down, impacting the deep pool of about 100 acres and surging, and the fish and shrimp in the pool are abundant.

There are eight realms of diet and health, and the highest realm is to hunt for beauty.

Hunting Yan originally referred to the pursuit of beauty, knocking on the door of the pretty daughter-in-law, spending a lot of money to buy a smile, Zhou Youwang Fenghuo played the princes, and the beauties smiled and fell into the city.

Hunting for beauty is the pursuit of rare ingredients, heaven and earth spirit species. However, the spirit seeds of heaven and earth are either born in the Jedi or protected by spiritual objects, and the seekers face certain dangers while enjoying the delicious food.

For example, Zhao Puzhai and his entourage went deep into the Asura realm, and in Qingfengpu, they enjoyed a golden-scaled carp dozens of times larger than a cow and larger than a deep-sea sperm whale.

Legend has it that the Queen Mother raised 300 golden-scaled carp in Yuhua Yao Pond, and every three lives and three tribulations, there are carps jumping over the dragon gate, incarnating into eight heavenly dragons, turning clouds and rain, turning the sea and rivers.

In the past life, the present life, and the next life, one tribulation is 108,000 years, and thinking about the three tribulations is long enough, even if it is a loach, it should become a refinement. But in the world of cultivation, it is not too long, Taoism says: "My life is not heavenly, and I will return Dan into gold for hundreds of millions of years!" If you want to go against the sky and return Dan to gold, you must have the mind and vision of the right way in the world and the vicissitudes of life.

The entrance of this fish is particularly slippery (refreshing) and tender, which makes people have an indescribable refreshment all over the body. The six of them were gluttonous and crazy, and the whales devoured wildly, and they actually included all these big words into the Five Organs Temple. A white fish stand stands on a bonfire stand, like a dragon's bone.

"If I don't embark on the road of seeking immortals and cultivating the truth, how can I enjoy the purest and most beautiful taste in this world, I am afraid that I am still chasing the fragrance of "steamed buns", obsessed with the image of "dumplings", sinking into the red dust, forever falling into the sea of suffering, and finally a sentence, the young man does not know the essence and is precious, and the old man looks at the empty tears, his uncle, it turns out that there are so many magical things in the world...... "Zhao Puzhai was a little distracted in a trance.

His current vision and knowledge have surpassed the knowledge of all his classmates and teachers in his student days, and even the principal cannot compare with him. Except for the beast headmaster in the island country who spoiled 12,000 young girls, he disdained to compare it with him, and the so-called Tao was not the same.

Beside the bonfire, Wen Junyu finished eating the last piece of fragrant golden-scaled carp meat and untied the shawl with a big hole.

This shawl is made of an incomparably slender quasi-spirit treasure mixed with a small amount of silver mercury and tin copper, woven into cloth with tinplate wire, and surrounded by runes, with Wen Junyu's strength, he has not yet become a qi refiner, and he simply does not have enough strength to repair it. Even if it's just tinkering, it's far beyond her strength.

Even, these broken wires are burned together at extremely high temperatures, even if the volcanic hot molten slurry, it cannot be melted, let alone dismantled and repaired.

However, Yuan Sanbao took out a furnace tripod lightly, two layers up and down, the first layer is like a stove for burning fire, as long as you put in the heat source, the furnace can be heated; the second layer of the furnace tripod is very simple and mysterious, like a hazy fog, it is difficult to recognize the true face of Lushan.

She took off the waist gourd on her waist, and saw wisps of flames coming out of the gourd's mouth, and the flames poured into the stove to shine, slowly heating the stove, and slowly there were runes faintly rising and falling in the ding. Yuan Sanbao carefully controlled the flow rate of the flame in the gourd to control the temperature of the furnace fire.

Finally, the temperature of the furnace gradually rose, and there was actually cyan smoke, as if a cyan smoke was formed above the furnace, like a green cloud, which was a manifestation of the pure green fire.

Only when the furnace is pure can the alchemy and refining tools ensure the quality.

Wen Junyu drove the shawl to spin and slowly flew into the green clouds, and saw that the silk threads automatically decomposed and fell off, and strange runes flickered and flowed, each silk thread flashed like a golden snake.

Wen Junyu quickly took out hundreds of rare materials and threw them into the green clouds, driving away impurities, leaving the purest cores, countless pure cores automatically flew into the silk threads like moths to fire, and were adhered by strange runes, like molten beads of power-off lines.

These runes are formed after the furnace ding transforms the magical furnace fire, and naturally carries a kind of spirituality, as if it has life.

I saw that the mountain-like material quickly melted and condensed, bridging the broken silk threads and turning them into fiery red lines, like fiery red spirit snakes, rolling in the green clouds, like fire trees and silver flowers, which was very beautiful.

Zhao Puzhai waved his hand impatiently, subconsciously remembering the delicacy of the goldenrod fish, and said casually: "Go, go, go! Continue to watch intently as the runes in the dingzhong flew out one by one, rising up continuously, and injecting the swirling shawl into the green clouds, as if he could appreciate the wonderful thread in it.

Lingbao-level furnace ding, Lingbao-level card waist gourd, and fire spirit born in underground magma, such things are not priceless, and only the top eight reindeer gangs in the world have such financial resources.

It's not that other gangs don't have spiritual treasures, but only such a big gang, and the outstanding sons and nephews of such a big gang can have such tall equipment.

It's like a big plane is the patent of a big country, and a big Benga villa is the patent of a son's brother and a rich daughter. Regardless of the world, the principles are the same. It's just that the sons and daughters of this world, the daughters of rich families don't get mixed up in the deduction circle, and they all come to cultivate the truth. This is really wonderful! Unlike the country of mechanical information, people do not have the crazy dream of immortality and the physical body, and they are drunk and dream of death every day.

Zhao Puzhai, the lucky man, actually embarked on the road of cultivation, surprisingly smooth, and it was a divine pill, a peerless study, and a god goose fan on the thousand-mile prairie, hey!

Suddenly, Wen Junyu embroidered his mouth, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a drop of blood in his heart, and sprinkled it onto the shawl in the green clouds.

This is the most important step, all quasi-spirit treasures, only when they are spilled into their own hearts and blood when refining, can they grow together with the monks. When the martial arts powerhouse was promoted to a qi refiner, he turned into a spiritual treasure.

As a warrior, the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead.

At the bridgehead, Zhu Roulong only lent the feather fan of the quasi-Lingbao to Zhao Puzhai, in addition to flattery, he also did not believe that the wealthy carp boy would privately swallow a weapon that could not become a Lingbao, not to mention that he was also a chess piece of the Lijun Shou to enter the Five Elements Gate.

Zhang Xiuying sat quietly on the side under the moonlight, hugging her knees and looking at the moon, looking quiet and lost. After a long time, she took out a dagger with a bright snow, and the lotus step moved lightly to the edge of the pool, watching the water waves change and rise, fluttering and flying green silk, gently scraping her scalp.

The green silk was flying, and a young nun was sad.

Shi Ruisheng quietly, quietly, picked up a wisp of green silk and hid it in his arms.

But after all, this is a Lingbao-level refining suit, Rao is Yuan Sanbao, Wen Junyu Erjiao's sweaty spring shirt, with exquisite curves, it is still not something they can control perfectly.

The shawl flew up from the clouds, still slightly flawed, barely regaining its previous power.

But in Zhao Puzhai's eyes, this is a god-like cultivation method. His eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and said, "Sister paper, return my feather fan to the furnace and recast it!"

After the two girls repaired the quasi-Lingbao-level shawl, their faces were already pale, and they had worked too hard, hearing this, they looked at him resentfully, Yuan Sanbao said hatefully: "Uncle Zhao, this lava fire essence, with one point, it is one point less, and it is more expensive than ordinary pills, you are a big man, you are embarrassed to say it, which three pills do you plan to return for a while?"

Zhao Puzhai Zhenzhen said how he happened to get the feather fan, and brazenly said that he wanted to covet the filthy soul of the feather fan, even if it was refined, it didn't matter, he was young, his blood was hot, he wanted to donate blood, he also wanted to spray a mouthful of blood on it, and feel the feeling of being commanded by his arm.

Zhao Puzhai's story, Zhuang Lipu, who turned around and left not far away, was furious, filled with righteous indignation, and vowed to teach those strong men who guarded the bridge a lesson after he went back, and then said a sentence, so angry that Zhao Puzhai rolled his eyes: "Master, you are so poor that you can't even pay the ticket, what are you really here to repair, why don't you grow sweet potatoes at home honestly?"

Wen Junyu's big eyes turned around again, and he turned his red face and said, "Strange Shu, I will recast the feather fan for you, but you have to promise our sister a condition." ”

Zhao Puzhai said very gentlemanly: "Although the beauty mentions, don't say one condition, I will promise you a hundred conditions." Brother has no other skills, he is a cow that does not plough, even if he eats grass, he will always spit out milk. "The old hooligan habits are unmistakable.

Wen Junyu stopped the car and said mischievously: "I listen to my sister for everything, you ask my sister!"

Zhao Puzhai looked at Yuan Sanbao pitifully.

Yuan Sanbao glanced at Wen Junyu, Wen Junyu blinked, stuck out his tongue, turned his head and glared at Zhao Puzhai, and said with the style of a female man: "Take it!"

"What conditions?"

"Grandma didn't think about it, I'll tell you if I think about it!"