Between the green mountains, there is silence, and the mountains bully the mountains, like a gentle girl, quiet and peaceful.

However, in a mountain col, there was curling smoke rising, and the rich aroma of meat escaped for miles.

The Quartet Dading, the blue flame, the thick soup in the Ding is boiling, the crazy ancestor is holding a long spoon in one hand, staring at the thick soup in the pot with a solemn face, frowning slightly, as if dissatisfied.

"The material is not good......"

At this moment, the Mad Ancestor suddenly turned his head and looked to the side, and the Second Sword Monarch suddenly appeared there.

"I've seen my seniors. The Second Sword Monarch politely bowed his hand, and then looked around left and right: "I don't know if Brother Qin is here?"

"He......" The crazy ancestor had a slightly confused face, and muttered to himself: "I'm busy with something, what's the matter with you?"

"Brother Qin seems to love to drink soup, the thick soup boiled by my predecessors, I still remember it vividly, this time there is just one thing, it is useless to keep it, just like sending it to Brother Qin, try it. ”

As soon as the second sword monarch waved his hand, he saw the corpse of a large bird with one wing, silver and white, and an abdomen like ink, falling aside.

"Hey, Yue Pheasant?" the Crazy Ancestor opened his eyes slightly, and then laughed: "You have a heart, I have already slaughtered this stupid bird to make soup." ”

"When he saw it that day, he slaughtered it. "The Second Sword Monarch said very calmly.

In fact, if it weren't for Qin Yang's love for soup, he wouldn't have taken it away.

The crazy ancestor looked around the pheasant for a long time, shaking his head and shaking his head, with a slight regret on his face.

"The slaughter is not quite right, your sword qi is too domineering, a blow shatters its brain marrow, it will make the flesh and blood too heavy, slaughter the fierce bird, it is best to cut it through the throat, cut off its blood, and then hang it upside down, let go of the blood, although it is a bit wasteful, but this method of slaughtering, the soup is the most delicious. ”

As he spoke, the Crazy Ancestor stretched out his hand and shook it, and a divine light flickered, and all the feathers on the Yue Pheasant's body fell off, and the blood in his body was also withdrawn.

After putting all these things away, the Crazy Ancestor dealt with them while muttering to himself.

"People take food as the sky, any tonic, any Dharma spirit stone, is not as good as eating, especially some weak people, deficiency is not replenished, elixir pills, are not good, only eat the best, and eat, only the soup is the best, and the soup is divided into thick soup and clear soup. ”

The Mad Ancestor put away the spiritual fire, replaced it with a three-legged cauldron with a lid, and replaced it with an orange spiritual fire that was still burning but not very fierce.

"The pheasant is a fierce bird, a fierce air is too strong, to simmer to remove its evil gas, leave its essence, the most suitable for slow cooking clear soup, rather than boiling it fiercely, its blood and bones, all turned into soup, into a thick soup, thick soup is only a person with a strong physical foundation, can bear it, the clear soup is a big supplement, but it is more conditioned, and the nature is mild ......"

"This soup, the water used, is particularly critical, the spiritual water will dominate, the stronger the aura, the worse the soup, but take the mountain spring nectar, clear and sweet, containing almost no aura, but it is the best, the soup is the purest, when Mingzhe was injured, I liked the soup I cooked......"

The Crazy Ancestor said, paused slightly, and changed the topic.

"Your wife has been recovering from a long illness, don't use the elixir, make soup with flesh and blood, slowly figure it out, but it is the best, for the sake of the more pheasant you sent, I will teach you this, you look at it, I will only say it once." ”

After the crazy ancestor finished dealing with the pheasant, he threw it into the kettle, took the nectar of the mountain spring, did not pass the pheasant, and then covered the kettle, closed it, urged the spiritual fire, wrapped it, and simmered slowly.

"Ding is too heavy, the kettle is the best, when the soup is cooked, before it is made, it cannot be stopped, it cannot be uncovered, the heat must be controlled, always pay attention to the escape of evil gas, and understand the quality ......of the ingredients."

"Take this pheasant as an example, to simmer slowly in the heart of the fire, this fire, the fire is continuous, burning but not fierce, simmering slowly for seven days, when the soup is like clear water, the essence is hidden, but it is not the medicine of the tiger and wolf, so it can be called a good product......"

The Mad Ancestor explained carefully, and the Second Sword Monarch listened honestly on the side, this thing was the most suitable for his wife to recover her body.

"Thank you for your advice. ”

Seven days later, the lid of the kettle was opened, but there was no trace of aroma leaking, the more pheasants in the kettle seemed to be intact, and the soup was as clear as water, so I couldn't see anything special at all.

As the crazy ancestor held the spoon and lightly touched the pheasant, he saw that the pheasant instantly turned into powder and fell into the soup, but after a few breaths, it disappeared cleanly, and no matter who looked, the soup was a pot of clear water.

A bowl was filled and handed to the second sword king.

"Go ahead, give your wife a drink, and don't eat any other mess within three months." ”

After the Second Sword Monarch left, the Mad Ancestor put away the cauldron, and slowly became confused again, and continued to spin around stupidly......

Of course, for many people, the unclear consciousness of the Mad Ancestor is even more dangerous.

......

On the other side, Qin Yang had already arrived at Heili, but this time it was not someone who led the way, but he came by himself.

The process is similar to the last time, when you arrive, the body is returned and the burial ceremony is attended.

Only this time, it's obviously a little different.

This Heili senior, the relationship with the sacred cow is not so close, or rather, he has not been raised by the sacred cow as his own son......

At the time of the burial, only the sacred cow arrived, but only four of those ghosts and gods came, formed a band, and played music along......

All the way down the river, when he passed by the entrance of the mausoleum again, Qin Yang saw that on the cliffs on both sides, there were ghosts and gods, sitting in the depression above the cliffs, and under the blending of breath, almost closed this place to death.

The real thing is that you don't even want to fly into it.

Last time, Zhang Zhengyi was able to go in alive and go around, to be honest, the luck of this product is not as good as ordinary.

Although this merit, Qin Yang had to carry it on his back in order to maintain the majesty of his senior brother.

During the burial process, there is nothing to say, Qin Yang has already seen it once, and he also knows that if he wants to enter the ancestral land of Heili and let those Heili seniors see the sun, I am afraid that he will think too much.

Don't touch the corpse, brush the favorability, it's also good.

At least this time, Qin Yang can clearly feel that the prestige of the Heili map has been brushed from friendliness to respect, when he walks in the Heili village, no one will stop him when he walks casually, and he will salute him when he meets someone, and those big guys who are stronger than him will also have kindness in their eyes, and will take the initiative to nod to him.

It's just that this time, I didn't see that person, it's a good Heili senior.

The letter of recommendation from the old-timers told him to go to the Marble Mountains, but he didn't go.

After everything was over, Qin Yang followed the sacred cow out of the ancestral land, and the four ghost gods who made guest appearances in the band also returned to the entrance of the ancestral land and guarded there.

After the people around left silently, the cow's face was full of embarrassment.

"Your witch scripture has already been introduced. ”

"Yes. Qin Yang didn't deny it, and nodded decisively.

I thought about this question before I came, whether I should stop for a while and then start practicing, and then I thought about it, and it is not that I will not deal with Hei Li in the future, the heirs of the Wuxian Sutra here, and the big guys who are familiar with the Wuxian Sutra, must be able to see it.

Especially with such an extreme method of refining the body as Wu Xianjing, it is basically impossible to hide it in front of experts, at least with his strength, it is impossible to do it for a long, long time.

It's better to show it generously, and the other party will ask again, just throw the pot to Hei Li's seniors, anyway, Hei Li's seniors have been overtaken anyway, and they can call him up to confront him if they have the ability.

It's just that Qin Yang didn't expect that after he came, no one asked at all, and at this moment, the divine cow just asked, and when it was over, his reaction was mediocre, and he didn't seem to think that Wu Xianjing was learned by outsiders, which was a big deal.

"In the future, I will come and sit often. The cow dropped a word and turned to leave.

Qin Yang's face was a little puzzled, and he was a little confused.

After thinking about it, I had some uncertain secrets, which means that you treat me as your own?

I stayed in Heili Village for a month, and I cheekily went to a few bigwigs in Heili to ask for advice on spiritual matters, especially about the Wuxian Sutra.

They also did not hesitate to give advice, answering whatever they asked, many precautions, and some tips when practicing.

After all, the cultivation method of the Li people is not the same as the orthodox cultivation of immortals, and many concepts are different.

Qin Yang didn't have any inherent cultivation concepts, and it was very easy to absorb, which made these bigwigs look at him with admiration, and bluntly said that he was a genius who practiced the Li method......

At this time, Qin Yang learned from a big guy why the Divine Cow didn't ask so much at all.

They all thought that this was the residual consciousness of Hei Li's predecessor after his death, and passed the Wuxian Sutra to Qin Yang.

Since everyone has no opinion and thinks that Qin Yang can, then they are not the descendants of the Wuxian Sutra, and naturally they have no right to question.

Qin Yang suddenly realized in his heart that this is the benefit of brushing up on the good impression first, at least anything, people will think about it from a good place first, and the story will be made up first.

A month passed, and Qin Yang left Heili with a lot of gifts on him.

A palm-sized wooden carved puppet, this is a unique stand-in statue of the Li people, which can die once.

A strange black wood amulet, this thing is a token of Hei Li, and it is said that only some people who are qualified to have their own names can have it.

Walking in the mountains, Qin Yang pondered, Wu Xianjing is in hand, there is nothing to do here, let's take a look at the sect, after all, I still don't know which way the door of the new station of the sect is open, it is really a little embarrassing......

After making up his mind, Qin Yang prepared to go all the way north, go back to the sect to have a look, calculate the time, and after going back and taking a turn, it should be time for the ghost auction to begin.

When the time comes, I can also meet my subordinates, and during this time, I don't know if these bastards are too happy.

Looking at the Yin Beast wrapped around his wrist again, Qin Yang wanted to be a little bit of a black donkey, obedient, laughing, protecting the master, running fast, and most importantly, not cowardly in case of trouble......

It is like a rebellious beast, and when it sees people, it shrinks into a ball and trembles.

When he came to Heili before, he kept it in this state the whole time, and Qin Yang's mouth was almost crooked.

It's just a waste, what use do you want it to do, and I want to slaughter the stew directly several times.

Sometimes I even wonder if there is a trick in the one-word recipe that can make the Yin Contradict Beast cultivate, and after it is cultivated, it can live peacefully.

After only one day of travel, when passing by a big city, he went to the intelligence base of the thief and took a copy of Qin Yang's exclusive Nanban monthly report to see the recent situation.

After a little look, Qin Yang was happy first.

The Floating Demon Sect is simply a blood mold......

The symbol of the hideous vein, the hideous ran away with people, and the more pheasant in the vein of the pheasant, was slaughtered by the second sword monarch, and then now I know that those great monks in the reincarnation temple are really persevering, and they are still fighting to the death of the Futu Demon Sect.

The vein master of the Demon Buddha lineage may think that those big monks are just putting their mouths and cannons and sitting in demonstration, who would have thought that people would seize an opportunity and be unreasonable, and they hugged each other side by side, beating the vein master of the Demon Buddha vein half to death.

After releasing the cruel words again, if you don't hand over the Buddha's bones and golden body, this matter is not over, and if you have the ability, you will start an all-out war.

Even in the middle, when the second sword monarch made a cameo appearance as an assassin and was about to cut off Tianlin's head, these great monks also came to sit and demonstrate.

On the other side, the Huangquan Demon Sect and the Netherworld Holy Sect were fighting on their own side, and on the other hand, they were still quietly pulling the hind legs of the Floating Demon Sect in the back.

The three peaks of the Southern Barbarian Demon Dao were in such a mess, and they were guilty of being offended, and they were afraid of being surpassed by others, so they pulled each other's hind legs.

The other forces were stunned, after all, you must know that among these sects of Nanban, in addition to the three peaks of the Demon Dao, there are other sects......

These guys are also secretly pulling their hind legs, helping the Demon Dao Sect, pulling hatred for each other, and then sitting on the side and sipping melon seeds to watch the excitement.

Without their hands, these old enemies who don't like each other for I don't know how many years are covered in bruises.

Just looking at it, Qin Yang saw the news of the Crazy Ancestor again.

After looking at it for a while, Qin Yang couldn't help frowning.

The Crazy Ancestor hasn't recovered yet? Still a little crazy and delirious?

What is the situation? Showing weakness to the enemy?

These days, the Mad Ancestor has been fighting with several groups of people, both the Netherworld Saint Sect and the Huangquan Demon Sect.

Moreover, he was also injured?

Once delirious, fell into a trap, or was he saved by the second sword king?

Second, when did the Sword Monarch have such a good relationship with the Mad Ancestor?

Qin Yang touched the ring on his finger, wondering if he could help the crazy ancestor.

The Huangquan Treasure Book is lying in the ring, and you only need to release a message, and the next time or the next ghost auction, there will be a Huangquan Treasure Book auction.

As a reputable third party, most people will definitely believe this news directly.

As for whether anyone will doubt themselves?

There may even be people who will come to their own trouble in uncertain situations, although it may not be big.

But on the other hand, there is definitely no one to chase after the crazy ancestor and not let go.

After all, there is no benefit, there is no benefit, to provoke a fierce madman is purely brain water.

Now the question is, is the crazy ancestor still crazy, should he do this......