Located in the north of the Qianyuan Realm, the Mirror Family is a behemoth that surpasses the six major sects and has been based in this realm for hundreds of thousands of years. They had more or less contact with each of the forces, except for the Su family in the southwest floating city, and the Taiyi sect due south.

The Jing family has an excellent reputation in the Qianyuan Realm, whether it is low-level or high-level, they have a lot of demeanor when they walk outside. Even for casual cultivation, he rarely crosses his eyebrows, at most keeps a certain distance, does not despise it, and does not take the initiative to find fault.

For the small sects and small families in the north, the mirror family is also worth following and relying on, they never use their power to oppress people and bully the small, and the distribution of resources can be regarded as extremely fair. If there are small forces attached to the mirror family for help, they have always been able to help, and rarely refuse.

Of course, this is also the reason why everyone does not dare to get an inch, and the matter of asking for the door is almost a gesture for the Jing family.

The secret realms and caves held by the mirror family are often open to the public, and only a certain amount of spirit stones are collected, and no profit is taken from each person. Such scattered little things add up, so that when everyone mentions their family, there is only one good word for evaluation.

He Miaomiao was also more at ease about her situation because she had heard about these things. She also knew at the beginning that the Void Spirit Monarch would not do anything to the Jindan junior for no reason, but when she couldn't figure out the identity of the other party, she was inevitably a little apprehensive.

When I heard that it was the mirror family, I felt different.

He Miaomiao's worries have always come and go quickly, as long as her life is worry-free, it is nothing to catch spirit stones and pick spirit fruits, or even make some meals. She walked around the lakeside to the other side, and in the sparse forest on the opposite side, she sensed the breath of many second-order and third-order demon beasts.

These demon beasts are obviously deliberately bred here, and they are all species with extremely weak attack power such as spirit rabbits and spirit sheep, they are considered low-level bloodlines among beasts, and they don't even have the hope of advancing to the fourth order to transform into human form.

Due to the delicious meat of these demon beasts, they are very popular in the immortal cultivation world, but the aura is slightly insufficient, and they are generally tasted by low-level monks.

Not long after He Miaomiao walked into the forest, he had already caught a third-order consummation spirit rabbit and a second-order early spirit sheep. I picked a large number of fourth- and fifth-order spirit fruits that I didn't know on the fruit tree, packed them in small boxes and dragged them out of the woods.

Back outside the lakeside hut, Cheng Xinxin Jun was in the room with the door open, holding a heavy book with no words on the cover to flip through, and saw her dragging the demon beast and the box back, and nodded with a smile, "It seems that this customs is not as good as the customs clearance, and today is a blessing ......."

He Miaomiao smiled, dug a pit in the spacious flat place by the lake, took out the cauldron used when learning to make spiritual food, and set it up steadily.

She summoned Lingguang to turn into a small flame, put herself at the bottom of the pot and heat it with minimal force, and the lake water was poured into the pot one by one, and when it boiled, He Miaomiao had prepared the black fish for the pot.

After about an hour of busy work, the sky has turned white. When the sun was about to rise, a pot of fragrant milky white fish soup, a golden roast sheep with a fruity aroma, and a plate of rabbit meat stewed in spirit wine were placed on the long table by He Miaomiao one by one on the edge of the lake.

Cheng Xinjun generally blew out of the door, sat on the ground at the long table, beckoned to He Miaomiao, and reached out to taste each dish, "Come on, come, you're welcome, sit down and eat together." ”

He Miaomiao sank down and consumed the spiritual power of his divine consciousness to make a spiritual meal, of course, he would not be polite to himself. She sat opposite Cheng Xinjun and ate in small bites, using only a little of each course, so as not to consume too much high-grade spirit fruit, but to damage the meridians.

Halfway through eating, Cheng Xinjun took out a pot of spiritual wine out of thin air, and when he opened the lid, the aroma of the wine made He Miaomiao's dantian heat up and his spiritual power ran non-stop.

Seeing this, he took a sip of the wine, looking quite bold. "After a thousand years of retreat, what I miss most is the wine and food in the world!"

He Miaomiao consciously ate almost the same, put down the clear and white jade chopsticks in her hand, and asked curiously: "Lingjun has been in retreat for thousands of years?"

"yes. The old man always smiled, as if everything in the world could make him happy, "When you reach the refining period, it is indispensable to close it somewhere for hundreds of thousands of years." ”

He Miaomiao never felt that she would stop at a certain stage, whether it was turning into a god or refining the void, it was a realm that she would reach sooner or later, but when the strange spirit monarch said this, she could only smile humbly and stop talking.

"Leaving you here is a cause and effect, you don't have to think too complicated, I don't have any ill will towards you or your family. Cheng Xinjun's tone was natural and casual, and even a little joking, "Compared with Heyun, who wants to take your life, I can be regarded as a good person!"

When he made his words clear, He Miaomiao became more relaxed, and chuckled lightly when he heard the words, "Lingjun is a life-saving benefactor, and he can't compare it with that one." ”

"There is a Ruogu Lingjun in your family, who was kind to me in the early years, and has never found a place to repay, so this report should be counted on her juniors. As he spoke, he took out another small pot of spirit wine, poured it into his mouth while the aroma of the wine had not yet dissipated, narrowed his eyes and nodded beautifully.

He Miaomiao understood the reason, and she would not ask about the matter between him and Ruogu Lingjun again, she had never even seen what Ruogu Lingjun looked like, and it was lucky to be able to get the light, and it would be a bit of a shame to go to the old things again.

Knowing that the other party had no malicious intent, He Miaomiao even took out the blazing mead wine voluntarily, although it was only a third-order superproduct, but many of the predecessors of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range liked it very much, and it tasted pretty good.

"No matter what the old things are, it is always Lingjun who saves the younger generation, but the younger generation is in a low state and really has no ability to repay the favor, so he can only offer it with self-brewed spirit wine to express his gratitude. ”

"Hmm...... Let me see. Cheng Xinxin Jun was very interested, took it and smelled it, poured out a little bit of taste, and finally nodded very face-savingly, "Yes, yes, with your realm, you can make this wine, in addition to the good materials and unique wine recipe, there is also your own intention." ”

Xie Lingjun complimented. He Miaomiao saw that he liked it, and her heart became happy. Qin Nian's meal spirit wine recipe can be liked by everyone, and there is a different kind of comfort for her.

The two of them talked about wine and food, and soon ushered in the sunrise. The red sun appears in the east, filling the whole valley of flowers with warmth, and the lake prints a round of wrinkled red sun, which looms in the water with the occasional ripple.

"This old immortal is actually here again?"

He Miaomiao was looking at the sea of flowers sprinkled with red light in the distance, and when she heard Cheng Xinjun's words, she quickly turned her eyes to look at the sky he was staring at. There were thick clouds, red edged by the sun, and a black figure was standing quietly out of thin air, wondering if he could see through the valley barrier.