"Let's take a look, is this graphic familiar?"

Wang Qi's expression was stern when he spoke, which was completely different from the funny style just now, so that others just wanted to say "The painting style is wrong!". Wu Fan and Mao Zimiao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly leaned over to take a look.

The owner of this porridge stall is kind, the herring porridge is very thick, and the graphics drawn by Wang Qi on the porridge can survive for a while. But by the time Mao Zimiao and Wu Fan came over, the pattern on the porridge had disappeared.

Wang Qi frowned, and then drew again.

And then again.

Mao Zimiao was puzzled: "Isn't this the picture you are thinking about?

Wang Qi still didn't give up, and drew the picture over and over again: "It's not that familiar...... I should have seen it elsewhere. ”

"Compared to this, you should go and refine the pulp!"

Wang Qi saw that there was no way to keep the picture, and he was a little distressed. Then, as fast as he could, he drew the final drawing. At the moment when the chopsticks left the porridge noodles, Wang Qi stretched out his right hand and flicked it quickly on the porridge bowl.

I only heard a crisp sound of "ding", and a puff of white smoke rose from the porridge bowl. After the smoke cleared, Mao Zimiao and the others looked again, and the herring porridge was actually solidified at the bottom of the bowl, and the porridge noodles still maintained the picture drawn by Wang Qi, but some parts had disappeared because of the flow of porridge.

Wang Qi just used the Heavenly Entropy Trick to completely evaporate the water in the porridge without making the herring porridge boil!

Looking at the picture, Wang Qi smiled with satisfaction and shouted loudly: "Boss! I bought this bowl! Let me take it with me! Come and settle the bill!"

The owner of the porridge shop is a middle-aged man who has made some fortune. He ran over and bowed to the end: "Several immortal elders are people with status, and the small ones don't dare to collect money......"

Wang Qi was happy: "I'm just like a bully?"

The boss hurriedly said: "Don't dare...... Actually, the little one just wants to dare to ask: After eating the fruit of the Niu family's great immortal, what did this son realize from the herring porridge in the shop?"

This is...... What about advertising?

Wang Qi smiled, and then said, "That's it." ”

After finishing speaking, Wang Qi casually stuffed the porcelain bowl in his hand to Mao Zimiao: "Zimeow, remember to give me this thing later!"

"Meow?" Mao Zimiao wondered, "What are you going to do with this?"

"It's a commemoration!"

After hearing Wang Qi's answer, the cat-eared girl was stunned for a moment, and then her face gradually turned red: "Ji, memorial meow?"

However, Wang Qi did not look back. After leaving these words, he rushed to the harbor where the spirit boat was anchored as fast as he could. Then, in the surprised eyes of countless people, Wang Qi jumped and jumped off the dock.

The Venerable Venerable Yuanli Newton was a genius of heaven. The era in which he was active was the beginning of a war between the forces of the present and the forces of the ancient law, and there was no distinction between the two sides.

Then, the birth of the Venerable Yuan Li completely upset this balance.

In the legend of ancient law cultivation, the Venerable Yuan Li was a person with great luck and great perseverance, who was favored by creation. Later, heaven and earth pretended to use the hands of wild fruits to pass on the three heavenly principles of the Venerable Master Yuanli. The three heavenly principles are all-encompassing from heaven to earth, and finally achieve the great fame of the Venerable Yuanli.

Of course, the legend is exaggerated, especially the ancient law cultivation that likes to engage in feudal superstition. But in any case, the Venerable Master Yuanli did enlighten under a fruit tree and attained a free body. And that fruit tree, naturally, because of the vision of heaven and earth when the Master Yuan Li achieved leisure, was contaminated with a trace of the spirit that belonged to the Master Yuan Li, and contained the principle of the flow of all things that the Master Yuan Li had comprehended.

Similar to Mengjia peas, Aijia fruit also has the effect of strengthening practice and helping monks to attain enlightenment. And if you don't seek to refine the power of the apple, then a bite of the flesh can be turned into a mysterious spell.

Ai Changyuan relied on this kind of effect, and during the Qi cultivation period, he used spells that could only be used during the general foundation building period.

This genius boy from Rift Island took a girl named Lu Qianqian and floated through several streets along the way.

Because the girl did not receive the neutral effect, she floated weakly in mid-air, and when the wind blew or the range of movement was slightly larger, she spun up and down. The girl was dizzy and shouted, "Let me down! Changyuan let me down!"

Ai Changyuan is a spellcaster, and his control of force is far better than that of Lu Qianqian, flying in the posture of Magneto that Wang Qi had seen in the movie in his previous life, but he showed a bit of chic. Hearing Xiao Qian's call, he flew away like a roof.

After the touch of tiles came from his hand, Lu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.

Ai Changyuan took another bite of the fruit and asked, "Is there a problem?"

"Woo...... Next time, don't take someone so casually!" Lu Qianqian knelt on the roof, her expression as if she was about to cry.

Ai Changyuan looked at Lu Qianqian's appearance, and actually showed a happy smile: "It's really right to make friends with Xiaoqian!"

"I think I made a friend ...... carelessly"

Ai Changyuan swallowed the flesh in his mouth hard, and then asked, "Xiaoqian, what do you think of that person just now?"

"That person?" Lu Qianqian put his index finger against his head and had a look: "You mean the person who ate the fruit just now?"

Ai Changyuan nodded: "He can eat two mouthfuls of fruit, he is my friend!"

Lu Qianqian hugged his head: "So you better change your weird concept of making friends! Your fruit can't stand a normal person if you eat one bite, and no one in the three realms of the world can eat three bites." ”

There is actually not much spiritual power contained in the Ai Jiajia Fruit, and the only meaningful thing is the perception from the carefree overhaul. Therefore, for the cultivators of the three realms of the world, such as Qi cultivation, foundation building, and knotting, being able to eat a few bites has nothing to do with mana, but with the monk's own comprehension and perception of the Great Dao.

For Ai Changyuan, only those who can eat a bite of the fruit in the realm of the human world deserve to let him take a second look.

At this moment, another aura quickly approached.

Ai Changyuan looked in the direction of the person who came, pouted at Lu Qianqian, and said, "The nasty guy is here." ”

The person who came was a young man wearing the uniform of Langde Immortal Academy, who had cultivated up and down in the early stage of Qi training. He straightened up, jumped in front of Ai Changyuan, and said with a smile: "Brother Ai Xian, you are also here, and you are also here to beat up Xin Yue's gang of waste? Come on, come on, come too. ”

The two of them unknowingly flew to the place where Xinyue Immortal Courtyard and Langde Immortal Courtyard fought.

As he spoke, the new young man stretched out his hand to Ai Changyuan.

Ai Changyuan slapped the young man's outstretched hand expressionlessly: "I'm not interested, don't bother me." ”

The young man's face immediately fell: "What do you mean by the surname Ai?"

"The surname is Hu, you don't have to be fake. Ai Changyuan shrugged indifferently: "It's not a day or two that you and I don't like each other. ”

The young man surnamed Hu wanted to say something. This is, in the valley behind Ai Changyuan, a brilliant sword light rose. The young man surnamed Hu was so caught in his eyes that he forgot to say anything for a while.

Ai Changyuan felt something, turned around and smiled: "It's that guy...... Xin Yue, is it?"

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When I posted this chapter, the recommended votes were 626, and I instantly thought of interstellar babies.