Turned on the mute mode for the little white dragon, and came to the cliff behind the courtyard again, at this time, there were only two disciples left guarding the forbidden place on the stone steps, thinking about it, they were also like the ancestors' chess pieces, probably just to stare at me.

I stood alone on the top of the cliff, the mountain wind gusted, and after a sip of wine, I deduced what the little white dragon said with my experience, combined with what Elder Taishang said.

If everything is true, then six hundred years ago, it should have been the appearance of the old man with the sword on his back, the little white dragon sealed, and then sent the ancestor to a creation.

In the future, the patriarch has survived to this day as Xiao Bailong said, until I crossed over, and he realized with his divine sense that I was the same as him, and I cultivated with immortal energy, so he put the hope of continuing my life on me, and only then did he lead me into the game by influencing the Supreme Elder, the sect master and others......

If things are really as I think, if I want to break the situation, there are two immature methods in my head right now, one is to communicate with the Supreme Elder, and indirectly inform him that the method of spitting out spiritual energy can also be used to refine immortal qi...... In this way, when he breaks the seal, he will inevitably get back the Shock Spirit Seal, wouldn't the little white dragon be refined by him sooner or later......

For me, will he kill the killer......

After pondering for a while, I still felt flustered, and then I planned to use the second method, which was to escape! The mountain wind is getting stronger, and my head is gradually clearer, if I escape, the Patriarch's divine sense will immediately detect it, and then he will manipulate the Supreme Elder to deal with me, what should I do......

Thinking about it, my brain hurts, I really regret that I didn't read well before, what do you say, read more than 10,000 volumes, write like a god, and now face this "reading comprehension" question is so difficult......

Cultivation is a dead end, if you don't cultivate, you will leak out, he should be able to guess that Xiao Bailong will tell me the truth, and then the patriarch will inevitably use all kinds of means to force me to cultivate, what should I do......

The scorching sun is in the sky, but my palms are full of cold sweat, old man with a sword on your back, you shouldn't have brought me to the Yuquan Sect, do you think the ancestor will give me a comfortable life in your face?

I really want to go back to the countryside, the routine here is too deep...... After a while, I was overjoyed, the dormancy period of the old man with the sword on his back was only a few years, and when he woke up, I made a small report, it was the day when the patriarch's limit was approaching!

Thinking about it, I drank a big sip of wine, Lao Tzu is strong! The bell must be tied to the bell The people have all thought of it, Lao Tzu is too talented, then now I am also the golden pimple of the Yuquan Sect, I can't fight, I can't touch it, I can do whatever I want, huh? Why hasn't Ling Ting come yet, my spicy strip flavor pill should be played, and I will earn enough spirit stones, so that the old man with the sword can wake up quickly and solve the ancestor!

As for asking for the spirit stone of the Yuquan Sect as a holy son, his cultivation has not improved at that time, but it is easy to involve some unknown troubles.

Thinking of this, I immediately got wind under my feet, came to the living room, coughed, and two little children appeared in front of me, I think they were also controlled by the ancestor's divine sense and were responsible for stalking, it doesn't matter, just look at it if you want to, Lao Tzu doesn't care.

After I stabilized my mind, I coughed before I calmed down: "Quan'er, you quickly go down the mountain and pick up Ling Ting, this holy son has something important to look for him." ”

Quan'er rolled her eyes before she said, "Quan'er obeys." The words were closed, and he still did not move, but looked at Yu'er.

When Yu'er saw this, her little tongue leaked slightly, and she said in a milky voice: "Holy Son, can you let Yu'er go with you and bring back a few chickens by the way?"

Uh, it's actually a foodie with two real hammers, and I thought a little in my head, this chicken is not a project to earn spirit stones, so I told the two little boys to fill a boat directly before they are allowed to come back.

After the two little children were ecstatic and went down the mountain, I ran between the back cliff and the front yard, and a jar of wine and tables were all moved to the back cliff grass and placed.

Perform a merciful palm to the bottom of the cliff and grab a pile of dirt, and then water it with wine, knead, and operate, and a large pile of wet mud on the grass exudes the fragrance of wine.

At this time, the boat appeared in the air, I howled, and the two little children drove the boat to dock to the grass, there were three people on the boat, the boat curtain was not covered, I didn't see a chicken, did I work in vain in the daytime......

Two little children ran to me with a hippie smile, and just as I wanted to kick their butts, Yu'er took out a storage bag, and with a slap of her little hand, the slaughtered chickens only landed on the table, followed by a bunch of lotus leaves, seasonings......

Well, it's got to be hundreds, more than I expected......

"Disciple Ling Ting to meet the Holy Son, may the Holy Son ......" Hearing the voice, I directly interrupted his next words and said: "No need to be polite, this Holy Son asks you, how are you doing what you have been told?"

Ling Ting took out a storage bag and handed it to me, "In the past few days, the disciple has collected all the ingredients, but there are not many pills purchased privately, and only half of the spirit stones are used. ”

"It's okay, as long as the ingredients are complete, it's not too late to collect the pill back, it's good, you can stay and help Ben Shengzi roast the chicken." "I was overjoyed, I can actually have all the ingredients, this kid still worked hard, fortunately it's just a family-like spicy strip flavor, if it is produced in the factory, it is estimated that he will have to commit suicide.

In Ling Ting's confusion, I ordered the three of them to stand on the side and watch me operate, until the seven chickens were done, and the three of them started one after another, and the two little children were on tiptoe, and their mouths were already making the sound of swallowing saliva.

After a busy work, more than 100 chickens were full of seasoning, waiting for pickling, I took the opportunity to bring a few more jars of wine, and the mercy palm grabbed enough soil, and the operation was as usual, the three of them were dumbfounded, and it is estimated that they had never seen the mercy palm play like this.

The pickling time was long, the two little children played with the mud, kneading all kinds of small objects, I chatted with Ling Ting, and after chatting, I realized that this product was stored in the storage bag Thirteen boxes of pills, I was convinced, I thought that there were forty or fifty boxes, but I didn't expect that there would be a surprise.

When the pickling time is up, I will teach the three of them to pack lotus leaves, and the two little children will fly with their hands, but I didn't expect it to be faster than Lao Tzu......

In the end, the three of them were smeared with wet mud, and more than 100 chickens gradually turned into "mud blocks", neatly placed on the grass, and I drove the three back to the yard, and the next link was the "secret recipe", which could not be stolen from the teacher, in fact, they wanted to steal the teacher, and my ignition technique was different, but the ancestor would, just in case, there should still be a sense of mystery.

Under the simultaneous application of both palms, the purple fire "overwhelmingly" submerged the chickens, and a trace of silver-white flames swam in it, and the wet mud gradually turned into mud shells under the action of high temperature.

After seeing the right time to stop, a mud shell emitted smoke, and when I saw it, it seemed to be a pile of spirit stones, teaching me to be happy!