"Senior brother, does it still hurt?" Xie Baoqin cocked his feet with a distressed face, his little lips pursed, and he blew the cold air gently.

"Hiss~~" I bared my teeth and smiled bitterly.

"Senior brother, why are you messing with Uncle Lin?" the little girl looked resentful, stretched out a white and tender little finger, and nodded at my panda eyes. Then he looked at his flat figure and sighed for no reason. Then he stared fiercely at the towering Lin Keya who was deliberately towering over there, gouged a glance, and rubbed his teeth with hatred.

Yellow corn, a pot of viscous porridge boiled from freshly harvested yellow corn. Freshly picked young leaves of Artemisia spp., strangle the juice once, put salt on the yard once, marinate for an hour, then wash, chop, and drop a few drops of sesame oil. The dozen or so five-inch-long brocade fish that were just caught, with a silver-white and translucent slender body, tore off the fish head, tore off the belly, and threw them into the hot oil pan in the original way, crisp and fried raw. Warm pans, freshly ground barley flour, mix into a pulp, spread into a dough, and wrap with shredded cucumbers, radish, crispy vegetables, ham. Boil the milk, roast the golden buns, chop the green and red peppers, and fry the oily eggs.

"Brother Guanshui, good craftsmanship. It's been a long time since I've tasted this farmhouse flavor. The Taoist on the opposite side was not pretentious at all, he simply sat on the ground, leaned on a Dan stove, picked up a bowl of porridge, raised his head and poured it into his mouth: "Not bad, it is indeed an authentic new grain." The grains are plump, sticky and delicious, which is not like what Lian Yunfeng can have now. In this way, Senior Brother Guanshui is now not short of food. I don't know, what is the junior brother going to trade with us?"

A circle of twelve foundation-building monks sat below in different postures, looking curiously at me, a strange young man who dared to have the guts to tease Lin Keya, and then was not killed.

I was looking down and fiddling with a little baby.

My dear sister, now only a little one is a little four months old. I had just eaten a full meal in the nurse's arms, and now I was happily lying on the small cloud bed I made for her, dancing excitedly.

A few little girls curiously gathered around the side, curiously poking and poking with their fingers. The little guy has been put next to me recently, he eats well, sleeps well, takes good care of him, and his little arms and legs are as tender as a little lotus root.

"Senior brother, she seems to have wetted the bed. "A little girl discovered the New World, and a group of little girls blew up the nest, and they were in a hurry, but they made the little guy cry. Then a group of people were all beaten by me.

Sure enough, cultivators can do magic, that's good. With a flotation technique, the little baby floated up and flew there, and immediately forgot about the discomfort and only knew that the novelty was there to laugh. With a cleansing technique, the baby is clean as if nothing had happened. Then he smashed the dirty small cloud bed below with one hand, and casually drew a ball of water from the water bowl next to him, and a few runes were punched in, and a new small cloud bed was pulled out. Put it up, and seven or eight colorful balls and bells fluttered in front of her eyes, teasing her to stretch out her hand.

"Is Senior Brother Chen so fond of babies?" asked a foundation building monk sitting in the back, a little sour.

I smiled and looked up. Just by looking at the face of this guy, you know that he is a mean and ruthless person, who only likes to eat meat, and even more likes to stare at the furnishings in my hall and constantly use all kinds of spells to probe.

I clasped my hands in my sleeves and pinched a very special set of seals. There were thirteen mudras in total, and then my eyes changed thirteen times in a row.

Sure enough, this one is a ruthless man. The bloody qi on his body was very heavy, and the entangled evil qi, murderous qi, death qi, and resentment qi were stacked like a deserted tomb, and the few magic robes, magic swords, and magic weapons exposed outside were also sharp and abnormal. Not to mention, I can see that there is a problem with the aura chosen by this guy, there is a problem with the exercises he chooses, there is a problem with the spells he is good at using, and there are still problems with the dantian qi sea and meridian qi veins.

"Chen Guanshui, what do you want to do?" Na Zhuji obviously saw that I was probing him, and immediately became furious, and got up and drew his sword.

"Slow down. The Taoist priest sitting across from me didn't know how to do it, and as soon as he raised his hand, he stopped the guy. The rest of the foundation is just a slow system that continues to use the food I cooked with my own hands, and there is no intention of sharing the same hatred at all.

"Senior Brother Lu, what do you want to do? You are a guy who has just built a foundation, and you want to rebel and fail? Or do you think Senior Brother Chen can't beat you? Raise your dog's eyes and see what is hanging on the wall!" But it was Lin Keya who turned around and kicked that guy over when she raised her foot.

What's hanging on the wall?

It was I who started from the cave of the Jindan Yellow Shark Essence in the southern swamp, and went all the way north to kill the heads of all the monsters, goblins, loose cultivators, demon beasts, and demon birds above the foundation. Showing off martial arts and suppressing disobedience, although this is a bit vulgar, but it is very effective.

Therefore, the foundation building monk only dared to pretend to draw his sword, and did not dare to pull it out at all. Who told me to be in front of them this morning, with a simple sword, I slashed down a vulture goblin equivalent to the high level of the foundation. Now the huge vulture's head is hanging on the wall, the steel feathers of a body have been refined into long knives by me and given to the warriors below, the stinky bird meat of a body has not been wasted, and I have poured it into the Ceres Mirror to make farm fertilizer, the demon blood has been made into the spirit ink for drawing talismans, a bird skin has been made into the skin of an umbrella-shaped magic weapon, two giant claws and a huge beak have been put on the shelf by me to keep for later use.

"Senior Brother Chen is really powerful. Lian Yunfeng thanked the thousand eyes of the Qing people, I have already heard of it. Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Chen had mastered thirteen spiritual eye identification techniques at a young age. I really didn't expect it. But then he slapped his leg and laughed, "I see, why did my Senior Sister Daolin pull us to find you? It turns out that I want you to be an intermediary for us and be an appraiser." ”

"Oh!" As soon as he said this, the ten foundation building monks who were still there just now immediately laughed.

"I see. But let's ask Senior Brother Chen to tell me first, what thirteen spiritual eye techniques did you use just now, and what did you see from Senior Brother Lu? "One by one, they are all smiling.

I can't say it, that Senior Brother Lu pulled out his sword angrily and was about to slash me twice, but he didn't even react and let a few Zhuji around him restrain him. Those guys just said: "Senior Brother Lu turned out to be a person from Baizhi Peak in Lingcao Mountain, his master has fallen, and the peak is also dilapidated. He happened to be out of the world that day, and we rescued him. However, he has always been very dishonest, thinking of whimsical, ready to borrow our hand to avenge himself and recover Bai Zhifeng for him, but he is not pulling out a dime. We've been looking at him for a long time. ”

Hehe, in fact, I have already seen it. The thirteen foundations in front of him, except for the one surnamed Lu, no matter how they are dressed, how they are hair accessories, how they are using magic weapons, and how they are Taoist, they always have an identical emblem in an inconspicuous place on their bodies.

An abstract green dragon.

Naturally, I snapped my fingers and said to them with a smile: "My little brother was ugly just now. The thirteen spiritual eye techniques I used, the first one was the Five Elements Biochemical True Eye of the Five Elements Mountain, which looked at the spiritual root, spiritual energy, and spiritual veins of this Senior Brother Lu. I think he has a seven-point fire spirit root and a two-point five-point gold spirit root. And then the problem lies in this last little bit. ”

I waved my hand and laughed, and those foundation-building monks of the Lin family listened attentively, and the guy surnamed Lu had a face like ashes.

"I once read a book written by Lord Yue Hua, the chief inspector of Bafang Mountain, "General Treatise on the Mutation of the Spiritual Roots of the Heavens", which talks about a kind of resentful spiritual root that is entwined by the three spiritual roots of earth, darkness, and blood. ”

Immediately everyone laughed.

"Please also talk to Senior Brother Guanshui carefully for us. I've only heard of this "General Theory of the Mutated Spiritual Roots of the Heavens", but I haven't read it, and I really don't know what it says. The Taoist sitting across from me was very carefree, pinching the wheat cake, rolling up a few shallots, dipping them in crushed peppers, and eating them simply.

I laughed.