"Wow!

After eating leftovers and leftovers for so many years, Zhang Feiyang has never smelled such a strong fragrance, this fragrance makes his whole body feel light, as if there is an electric current circulating in his body, which is indescribably comfortable.

took a slightly concave iron fragment as a bowl, Zhang Feiyang opened the lid excitedly, and was about to put a bowl full of thick soup to try the taste, but he was stunned.

I saw that in the stove, half of the water had just been put in the stove, but now there was only a small bowl the size of a palm.

But this soup is a little strange, it is clear and refreshing, but the surface seems to be floating with a layer of grease, shining golden in the sun.

Wisps of heat were coming from above.

Zhang Fei frowned, feeling a little weird, but he didn't think much about it, his stomach was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, how could he wait?

He swallowed his saliva and poured out all the soup in the stove in one gulp.

This soup melts in your mouth, which is different from ordinary soup.

"Wouldn't it? Why doesn't it taste at all? The aroma of the soup just now is obviously very strong!"

I only tasted it, but I noticed that the thick soup had disappeared from my mouth like evaporating heat, and I didn't even feel anything in my throat, let alone fill my stomach.

Zhang Feiyang couldn't help but be disappointed, shook his head, and lost any interest.

Looking up at the sky, at this time, the east has turned dark, the sun has begun to sink in the west, it is almost dusk, the sun is obliquely shining on the body, pulling out a long shadow on the ground, but I can't feel a trace of warmth.

Zhang Feiyang's heart was also cold to the bottom.

After one last glance at the strange stove, he could no longer muster the slightest interest in research, and fell asleep.

Because only sleep can temporarily relieve the pain of hunger.

Zhang Feiyang has long known this.

But the strange thing happened at this time.

It stands to reason that he drank a small sip of soup, and the soup obviously didn't enter his throat, and the feeling of hunger should have been aggravated, but what Zhang Feiyang couldn't understand was that he didn't have a strong feeling of hunger as he did a few days ago.

Even, after lying on the ground for a full meal, he no longer felt any discomfort in his stomach.

At the same time, there is another thing that makes Zhang Feiyang particularly wondering.

For a homeless man like him, who often doesn't have enough to eat on weekdays, sleepiness is a symptom that occurs almost all the time.

When you don't find something to eat, you will feel sleepy because of the weakness of your whole body.

I finally found some leftovers, or wild vegetables in the field, and even after eating, I finally made my stomach less hungry, but I couldn't help but feel sleepy after eating too much.

If you want to say when you don't get sleepy, since Zhang Feiyang was born, there has never been.

But the miraculous thing is that it was the thick soup that didn't even taste anything just now, Zhang Feiyang was surprised to find that he was in good spirits now, this feeling was like a tiger that had never eaten enough, and suddenly one day, after eating a wild boar in one go, his whole body gradually began to heat up, as if he had an indescribable strength and energy to vent.

If you can't vent it, you will feel uncomfortable all over.

At this time, Zhang Feiyang feels like this.

He still thought that he was sick, and when he first felt this way, he was so upset that he couldn't sleep, and he didn't know how many rolls on the ground as if his stomach hurt.

But after a long time, when he found that in addition to being in good spirits, his body was full of strength, and in addition, there were no other adverse symptoms, Zhang Feiyang slowly accepted the result, opened his eyes, and set his eyes on the furnace that suddenly became bigger, and began to recall all the incredible things that have happened since it became bigger.

At this moment, a magical scene appeared again.

I don't know what's going on with the stove, but I saw it tremble slightly, and with a snort, in front of Zhang Feiyang, it suddenly shrank to the size of the original palm, lay on the ground, and rolled twice.

It's just so weird.

After wandering for more than ten years, he has seen all kinds of stoves, but he has never seen a stove that can expand and contract automatically.

When the spirit was no longer sleepy, this incident immediately aroused Zhang Feiyang's interest.

He smiled slightly, sat up, picked up the stove and put it in his hand, looked back and forth, and played carefully, hoping to study some doorways.

"Get bigger! I want you to get bigger!"

But the stove seemed to have a temper, and no matter how Zhang Feiyang slapped it or gave a verbal order, there was no response.

"Strange. It was only after drinking the soup made by this stove that I became more refreshed. It's not a hallucination, right? So why isn't it working now?"

Zhang Feiyang shook his head and went through the situation of how the stove got bigger again.

At this time, it dawned on him, he smiled, played hard, bit his fingertips, and reapplied the blood to the stove, hoping that the wonder of its enlargement would reappear.

There was a thud.

Sure enough, the stove suddenly swelled when it was bloody, and turned into the size of a basin, and the four corners stood firmly on the ground, almost pressing Zhang Feiyang's feet.

Zhang Feiyang laughed with satisfaction.

But smiling and smiling, he frowned again and said, "No." If I have to use blood every time I use you in the future, then my blood will be sucked up for you sooner or later. ”

Zhang Feiyang shook his head and began to think about this question again, and while walking around the stove, he asked himself: "Why do you swell when you encounter blood? Also, why did you suddenly shrink just now? I seem to be trying to figure out how you shrunk." ”

After walking around twice, I still haven't been able to figure out this problem.

But when he walked through the third lap, the stove had no warning, and with a bang, it suddenly contracted and turned into the size of a palm in front of Zhang Feiyang again.

Zhang Feiyang's raised left foot paused and stopped in mid-air, and as soon as his right foot stood up, when his left foot was withdrawn, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to have realized: "I obviously didn't do anything, but you shrunk." But if you want to get bigger, you have to use blood. Could it be that the blood is drained?

Wrong. When making soup, it is obvious that it takes a lot longer when the stove gets bigger. Could it be that when the stove gets hot when it gets hot when it encounters fire or blood, it will get bigger? Because, when I was making soup, I lit a fire on the stove, and the whole body of the stove was hot, so it extended the time for the stove to expand?

And because I'm done making the soup, the fire outside the stove goes out, so the temperature of the stove gets lower and it retracts back to its original size?"

With this judgment, Zhang Feiyang regained his excitement, as if a child who had suddenly found fun, smiled slightly, squatted down, and began to hold the flint and experiment.

There was a snap.

He had just lit a spark with the flint when he touched the small stove, and sure enough, the stove slammed and instantly swelled to the size of a basin.

Then, Zhang Feiyang kept heating under the stove with flint, and the stove really lasted for a whole hour without shrinking.

It wasn't until Zhang Feiyang was tired of playing with flint, his hands were sore, his arms were numb, and he stopped, that the stove trembled slightly after the surface temperature cooled down, and it regained the size of a palm.

Zhang Feiyang laughed, holding the small stove in his hand, as if holding a flower, and couldn't put it down.

This night, I don't know when, I feel tired, my eyes closed.

When he woke up again, Zhang Feiyang was woken up by a familiar complaint.

"Senior brother is too bad. If you don't teach me to cultivate, you let me take out the garbage. Sick of it. ”

Listen to the sound to know who it is.

When I opened my eyes, sure enough, the 10-year-old boy who came out to dump garbage yesterday passed by pushing a handmade car.

Seeing his face full of dissatisfaction, scolding, staggering, pushing the car to a lake in the distance, walking past him, and deliberately bypassing, only as if he was air, with a look of disgust, Zhang Feiyang didn't care, touched his stomach, felt a little hungry at last, smiled slightly, chased after him excitedly, and shouted to the boy to continue to ask for help to take out the garbage.

The 10-year-old boy apparently didn't expect Zhang Feiyang to help him take out the garbage twice.

But since someone is willing to help do this, he is also willing to do it, anyway, this matter is of no meaning to him, a child who wants to cultivate and become an immortal, and it will be a waste of time to do it once, and it will naturally be a good thing to have someone do it for him.

He was not polite, skillfully threw the cloth bag on the car to Zhang Feiyang and turned around and went back to the mountain gate.

Zhang Feiyang caught the cloth bag, was not in a hurry to open it, and thanked the boy gratefully.

The boy entered the mountain gate, slammed the door, and then he excitedly opened the cloth bag, as if he was an adventurer who couldn't wait to check the treasure, and rummaged through the waste inside little by little.

Weapons and ragged clothes were poured into the lake, and it was slowly dissolved, leaving behind all the dregs.

He carefully gathered them together, lit the stove, and made a bowl of thick soup as he did yesterday.

This time, with experience, when the thick soup disappeared again, Zhang Feiyang touched his stomach, and felt that the trace of hunger that had just sprung up disappeared, and his performance was extremely calm.

But before he could put away the stove, he still made a surprising discovery.

In the body, it seems that the strength has become greater, the endurance has also improved, and even the lung capacity has become stronger, and the amount of one breath is only one-third of what it is now.

Zhang Feiyang looked ahead seriously, suddenly raised his whole body strength, and punched, only to hear a soft sound spread in the air.

He, a person who usually runs one step and three breaths, can already punch and make a sound.

"Is it still me? I've only drunk two sips of medicinal soup, and then I'm suddenly stronger?"

Zhang Feiyang couldn't believe it.

Squatting down, his index finger drew a straight line on the ground, he retreated behind the line, his knees bent, his legs suddenly forward, he jumped, slammed, and when he landed, the distance was already a full foot.

This is an unattainable distance for ordinary people.

But he did it just now, although he was a little reluctant, but Zhang Feiyang trembled slightly with excitement, remembering the last time he was wronged and discriminated against over the years, and the last time he recruited foreign disciples, he was ridiculed and ridiculed, and he cried with joy.

Since this day, Zhang Feiyang will get up early every day, wait for the 10-year-old boy to bring garbage and help dispose of it, and then, after the boy leaves, use the stove and medicine residue with the water in the lake to cook soup for himself to further strengthen his body.

As the days passed, his body became stronger and stronger, his spirit was getting better and better, the sun rose and sunset, time flew by, in a blink of an eye, a month passed, and the day when the Firefox Sect recruited a new batch of outer disciples.