Dongfang Ku thinks that the time for the meat to be cooked has to be postponed, if there is no anger in his heart......

The blood of the tiger meat is also the essence, once heated, the tiger blood will tightly wrap the tiger meat, the green tiger meat is mixed with a trace of dark red, and it is bubbling with oil, and the appearance of a single one is very good.

All three of them swallowed their saliva. Suppressing the gluttonous insects, Fang Xiwen took the tiger meat and gave it to Fang Sen, who was meditating and recuperating in the distance.

"Fang Sen, the tiger meat is roasted, how are you?" asked Fang Xiwen cautiously.

Fang Sen exhaled a long breath, "It's just a chaotic aura, this winged Wind Tiger is really difficult." Hmm, it's baked? ”

Fang Xiwen said secretly, it turns out that this flying tiger is called the winged wind tiger, and he has to check its information when he goes back, it is too violent.

Fang Sen glanced at the barbecue he had received, and swallowed it three times and five by two, so shocked that Fang Xiwen's mouth opened wide, it was such a big piece of meat.

"Hmm," Fang Sen chirped, "The meat of the third-order spirit beast tastes good, but the heat is a little worse." ”

If Dongfang Ku heard this, he would be angry to death, and it was clear that he would not have a backache when he stood and spoke.

"During this period of time, you can roast the meat of a spirit beast equivalent to a foundation building secret realm immortal cultivator like this, your friend's fire control level is good. But it's a pity, it seems that he only has this ordinary aura flame. Fang Sen commented.

stood up, came to the side of the tiger claw, and beckoned Fang Xiwen and the three of them to come over, "This tiger claw of the winged wind tiger is a good thing, it is of little use to me, but it is a little good for you." Fang Sen said.

"It's not very useful to you?" Dongfang asked bitterly, he didn't say the second half of the sentence, so you still let us bake it?

Fang Sen seemed to know what Dongfang was thinking, and his face was as calm as ever, "I'm afraid that you will be idle and bored, so I will find something for you to do." ”

Ignoring Dongfang Ku, who was twitching all over, Fang Sen's ten fingers flicked in succession, and several white knives cut back and forth around the tiger claws, and the tiger claws were dismembered in an instant.

Fang Sen threw several pieces of tiger meat into the air, summoned a pale blue flame to envelop it, and soon there was a sizzling sound, which was a sign that it was about to be cooked.

In the same way, Fang Sen roasted all the tiger claws, except for two pieces for each of the three of them, the rest disappeared, and it was estimated that Fang Sen was put into his storage bag.

"Eat it, don't look at such a small piece, the aura stored in it is estimated to make you take a small step forward. Fang Sen said casually.

Hearing this, the three of them devoured a piece of tiger meat, and sat on the ground, refining the aura in it.

Sure enough, the tiger meat emitted a stream of aura, and absorbing this aura was much faster than absorbing the aura in the environment, but Dongfang Ku could feel that there were still some things that could not be absorbed, scattered all over the body, and he didn't know what it was.

Absorbing the aura contained in the tiger meat, Dongfang Ku really felt that there was a little more liquid aura in the aura vortex in his body, and the high-grade spirit beast meat was really a good thing, Dongfang wanted to put the remaining small piece of tiger meat into his arms, but the tiger meat was too oily, and he was afraid of soiling his clothes, so he hesitated, and it was inconvenient to not have a storage bag.

Fang Sen saw Dongfang Ku's concerns, stretched out his hand, and a small aura cover wrapped the tiger meat, and did the same, treating the tiger meat of the other two people in the same way.

"This tiger meat is of some use to you in the Qi Cultivation Secret Realm, but don't leave it for too long, my aura cover can last for about two months under normal circumstances. Seeing their cautious appearance, Fang Sen couldn't help but remember that when they were cultivating this time, he was as concerned as if he had encountered something slightly better.

Dongfang Ku is now bulging in his arms, because the black ball takes up too much space, and Li Deguang and Fang Xiwen are carrying small bottles and cans, and they can't see anything in their arms, which is like Dongfang Ku without the image of an immortal cultivator.

By the time the three of them cleaned up, Fang Sen was already standing on the big knife, "Come on, we've lost a lot of time." With one hand, he grabbed the three of them and put them on the big knife. A "whoosh" disappeared into the sky.

The broadsword flew extremely fast, and as evening approached, they could already see the hanging islands floating higher, like behemoths. Continuing to fly, it didn't take long to arrive at a place three thousand miles away from the center of the Hanging Island, this is the forbidden range of the foundation building secret realm immortal cultivators demarcated by the Heavenly Worship Pavilion, Fang Sen is not a person from the Heavenly Worship Pavilion, and he is not allowed to enter the three thousand miles of the Heavenly Pavilion without permission, this is the death rule of the Heavenly Worship Pavilion, Fang Sen doesn't want to touch this moldy head.

Flying around this range, he happened to encounter a convoy of transports going to the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Southern District, and when Fang Sen appeared in front of this convoy with a big sword, the two disciples of the Heavenly Pavilion who were riding wildebeest were startled, as if they were facing a great enemy, and they were all on guard. Until Dongfang Ku and the three showed their waist cards.

When Fang Sen saw that he had encountered the people of the Heavenly Worship Pavilion, he threw the three of them down and stepped on the big knife and returned.

......

"Squeak, squeak", more than a dozen big carriages, slowly walking on the avenue. There is still a considerable distance from the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Southern District, and the material trucks are not fast, and these people are not in a hurry, so they walk slowly.

Dongfang Ku and the three of them sat in one of the carriages, chatting with these two disciples along the way, and learned through understanding that several people were about the same age, and they all passed the assessment this time, and they had just become official disciples, and it didn't take long for several people to get acquainted.

Only then did the two of them say that they were about to die of fright, and for no reason, a foundation-building immortal cultivator who stepped on a big knife suddenly appeared, and they were bold if they didn't turn around and run.

"Look at you two like that, as for it, a foundation building immortal cultivator scared you two like that, let me tell you that I have seen a lot of foundation building immortal cultivators...... Dongfang Ku was sitting in the car and swaying and bragging, Fang Xiwen and Li Deguang just laughed and didn't speak.

Dongfang was in a good mood, this trip was too rewarding, he was energetic, he worked hard, and soon the two of them were dizzy.

"Old Bi, where did you get the supplies? Dongfang Ku asked one of them, his name was Bi Fan, and he used to work in the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Northern District.

I don't know if it's because I'm really dizzy, or because the three of Dongfang Ku were personally sent by a foundation building secret realm cultivator, this disciple named Bi Fan spoke very politely, "Oh, you said this, these are all transported from Nanfeng Prefecture, and they are all some grain, cloth, or something, for those outer disciples." ”

"Oh, if you want to say that it is for the use of outer disciples, then there will be fewer of these things, quite a few people. "There are indeed a lot of miscellaneous disciples in the Heavenly Worship Pavilion.

"Dongfang, you don't know, don't look at these carriages, do you see these bags one by one?" Bi Fan pointed to the bags under Dongfang's bitter buttocks. "It's all storage bags, and it's not elaborate enough, but it's still okay to hold some food or something. Just these carriages, but the entire Nanfeng Prefecture is filial piety to the Heavenly Pavilion, do you say there are many things?"

Dongfang bitterly felt that his buttocks were hot, this was too extravagant, they all sat on the storage bags, looking at the storage bags one by one, his eyes lit up, "Really fake? It's all storage bags? ”

Another disciple named Wang Jinxiang said with a smile: "Don't be surprised Dongfang, these storage bags are semi-finished products, the space inside is not very stable, the grain is fine, and you don't feel distressed if it is damaged, if you put your own treasure, you don't feel sorry for you if it is scrapped, so ah, these storage bags are not wanted." ”