In the end, the cultivation is too low, after a hundred breaths, Qian Liu gradually felt struggling, and the long sword in his hand became heavier and heavier. After another ten breaths, it seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds. The fireball at the bottom of the summit has turned from strong to weak, and the tongue of fire is shaking even more. It's like a candle in the wind, and it's about to go out when you see it.

At this time, the copper tripod had just burned red.

In this case, it would take more than a quarter of an hour to boil the water in the ding.

It's that the firepower of the fireball technique is too small...... It can't be compared to the fireball that my brother shot casually.

Qian Liu gritted his teeth and hit another small fireball.

"Bang-" As soon as the small fireball approached, the original big fireball exploded. The tongues of fire instantly became more red and bright, and at the same time, they also rose a lot, once again engulfing the entire copper tripod.

Shen Yun smiled softly. What is the end of the strong crossbow? This is the time of the year.

Well, it is indeed too difficult to call her a little girl in the congenital realm, using a big copper tripod of only 100 catties to cook sixty or seventy catties of spiritual rice at a time.

To be honest, it was beyond his expectation that Nan Nan could burn the copper tripod red.

"This tripod is very thick, and after it is burned red, it can be burned for a long time when it is out of the fire. The rest is hot enough to cook the Ling rice inside. "You just need to keep turning it evenly, and don't let the rice get muddy in it." ”

It's not as good as it was before. He had a big pot of spiritual rice to cushion his stomach, and he was not in a hurry to eat. Therefore, it is also possible to slowly cover the rice with residual heat.

Moreover, after he burned the copper tripod to red, in order to prevent the fire from being too strong, he burned the spiritual rice inside, and deliberately punched a wind blade into each of the two ear holes of the copper tripod three times to stir it in the tripod.

This point, the little girl can't do it at this stage. Therefore, if she continues to add fire, she will only burn out a whole of raw and mushy rice.

Qian Liu really didn't have the strength to shoot a small fireball anymore, but he didn't want to make a start, so he gave up-who was full of confidence to ask the senior brother for guidance just now? As a result, the pot was hot, and the rice couldn't be cooked!

Shen Yun's mention was like sending a ladder over - it turned out that the fire was removed at this time in order not to burn the rice. Qian Liu listened very usefully.

"Yes. She accepted the fireball technique as she said, changed to holding the sword with both hands, and continued to rotate the big copper tripod at its original speed.

It was a lot easier.

The big copper tripod turned significantly more smoothly at the tip of the sword.

Shen Yun smiled again, and said in his heart: It's so strong, this girl.

However, the little girl is so strong but not conceited, but she has a good character - he himself is like this. Like Wei Qingchen and Dao Chang, they are almost like this. Therefore, he believes that this is a kind of hardness, which is the basic quality that a monk should have.

In the Yanwu Hall, there is no shortage of female disciples and female miscellaneous disciples, as well as female stewards. Most of them showed that they were all submissive, especially in front of the high-ranking male cultivators. But as long as you observe for a while, it is not difficult to find that the so-called suppleness is just a fake. In their bones, they are more ruthless than the other, and each is more arrogant than the other. In front of female cultivators of the same rank or fellow cultivators who are lower than themselves, they are often fully exposed.

Of course, this kind of person is not only among the female cultivators on this side of Xianshan.

In fact, you can meet such people everywhere.

When he was a child, Shen Yun heard his grandmother scold an uncle in the clan more than once, saying that he always carried two faces, one smiling face and one fierce face, and when he saw someone stronger than himself, he replaced it with a smiling face that was pleasing to others. When he saw that he was not as good as himself, he immediately put on that fierce face and no longer looked at people with his eyes. After grandma scolded, she would always tell Xiao Qiubao that this kind of person is called "two-skin face", and he must not be close.

Therefore, Shen Yun has been particularly vigilant about the "two-skin face" since he was a child.

The female cultivators in the martial arts hall have always been respectful to him, and they always show a look of admiration. But after he knew that they were also "two-skinned faces", he couldn't deal with them anymore.

It is precisely because of this that some rumors about him quietly arose in the martial arts hall, saying that he had a deep prejudice against the female cultivator and had never looked at the female cultivator with a straight eye. Even if the female cultivator is obviously long-sighted and has a gentle temperament, she usually has an excellent reputation in the martial arts hall, and she doesn't want to ask for a good face in front of him.

In this way, those nuns who had never met him also walked around him.

Some time ago, when the rumor that Qian Liu had won his favor came out of the medical department, many female cultivators thought that they were hallucinating. They all found excuses to go to the infirmary to watch Qian Liu to see what kind of fairy the woman who could win the favor of the deputy hall master was.

Who knows, what they saw was a yellow-haired girl with a milky smell. The cultivation is low, and the qualifications are even worse, and I can't bear to look at it directly.

It turns out that the deputy hall master is a ...... with peculiar tastes The crowd understood. Some female cultivators who had not yet died and were in the process of waiting and watching were really dead this time.

Thanks to these inexplicable gossips, since then, Shen Yun's front has completely calmed down, and after a hundred steps around, there is no female cultivator.

And after Shen Yun knew about it, he was also happy to see it.

Hehe, these female cultivators in the Immortal Gate, he really doesn't like it.

On the other hand, he was proud and proud of the female disciples of the Aoki faction from the bottom of his heart - look, in our women's camp, Camp Master Liu and Sister Ah Hua ...... There are many, many female disciples, as women, all of them are like their sons, standing up to the sky. Shen Yun never thought that there was any difference between female cultivators and male cultivators. On the immortal path, there are only those who go forward, regardless of men and women. And they really did. This is also the biggest surprise that Shen Yun has received since the opening of the women's camp - really, there are too many women in this world, as long as they are given the opportunity, they can be like men, and they are worthy of heaven and earth. The patriarch and her old man wrote more than once in the jade slip that heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and the Tao has Qiankun, but yin and yang, dry and kun, have always been equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. The people in the women's camp made Shen Yun understand this sentence more deeply, and understand yin and yang, and Qiankun.

Yes, they are also female cultivators, and there is not much difference in age, Cheng Tian and Qian Liu, and Shen Yun are more and more appreciative of the latter. And Chen Tian ...... Even if he had that unforgettable experience when he was a child, after he saw Tian Tian's nature, he couldn't get close anymore, and he couldn't help but gradually distance himself from it.

While he was thinking about it, Shen Yun suddenly heard a "pop" sound and hurriedly came back to his senses.

It turned out that Qian Liu slapped open the copper tripod cover.

"Ah, the spiritual rice is really cooked! it's so fragrant!" The little girl wrapped her hands in the corner of the woolen mattress, carried the tripod lid, looked at the half-tripod broken jade-like spiritual rice, and squinted her eyes with a smile.

It was obviously a simple move, but Shen Yun only felt that his eyes lit up, and the surrounding dead air instantly faded a lot, and this side of the world seemed to have a color.

The hard work and suffering of the past few days have turned into water, and the body and mind can't help but feel light.

In such a lifeless place, it is a blessing from heaven to have a companion.

"These scents are the essence, don't let them run away. He said with a smile.