The high immortal master was really in a good mood, and he actually satisfied Qin Moran's curiosity, "This immortal master is a second-level Qi cultivator. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Qin boy, in the future, don't ask about the strength of immortal cultivators in person, this is a taboo thing. ”

In the future? Qin Moran's face was gloomy.

The High Immortal Master obviously thought of this as well, and shook his head with a sigh.

Qin Moran continued to ask what Qi cultivation was and what foundation building was. A curious baby's look.

The High Immortal Master didn't want to bother to say more, so he simply threw away a book and let Qin Innoran look at it himself.

Holding the book in his hand, Qin was dumbfounded.

Because, he doesn't know the words of this world at all.

Seeing Qin Moran's expression, the High Immortal Master was also dumbfounded, "Boy, you can't be illiterate, right?"

Qin indifferently nodded awkwardly. He knew less than ten of the words of this world.

"Look at your dog-like appearance, and your clothes are also very fashionable, I didn't expect it to be an illiterate straw bag!"

After thinking for a while, Gao Immortal Master took out a book and threw it to Qin Ingran and said, "There is a literacy primer here. It's boring to stay left and right in my Changchun Valley, you might as well read and play tricks by yourself. ”

After speaking, the high immortal master returned to the cave on his own.

Qin was overjoyed, held the literacy primer and watched it for a long time, compared the meaning of the graphics, and wrote down more than 100 words. It wasn't until there was a rumbling in his stomach and a feeling of hunger surging that Qin Moran put down his book and prepared to cook on the fire.

He washed and peeled the deer clean, and washed the ginseng several times.

The Lilu was huge, Qin Moran was so tired and sweating profusely that he finally finished dividing it, and lay on the bed to rest for a long time before continuing to work.

Near the hut, there used to be a large cauldron, black and full of mud and sand.

Qin Moran took off the cauldron with great difficulty, carried it to the creek and washed it again, and then made a fire.

He dabbled a little in cooking, first cutting off the fat of the deer, frying it in a large pot into oil, and then putting the lean meat or something in the pot to stir-fry.

Although there is no seasoning, the deer itself is extremely tasty, and after a while, the rich aroma of meat spreads.

"Hey, it's so fragrant!" Gao Xianshi walked out of the cave following the fragrance and smacked his lips, "Boy, I didn't expect you to have good cooking skills." ”

Half an hour later, the old ginseng stewed deer was already nine minutes cooked.

The rich aroma of old ginseng is mixed with the meat aroma of Lilu, which is a strange fragrance that makes people uncontrollable.

Qin was so busy that he was tired and hungry, and it was even more difficult to resist the temptation of the aroma. I couldn't help but swallow.

Medium-rare, in fact, it is already edible.

However, Qin Moran is a Virgo, and he has a little obsessive-compulsive disorder in the pursuit of perfection, even though the hala seeds have flowed to the ground, he has to wait until they are fully ripe before he is willing to eat them.

"Bang!" a basin-sized basin fell on the stove, "I can't help it, let's give this immortal master a basin to satisfy your cravings first!" The corners of Gao Immortal Master's mouth were also filled with sparkling salivation.

"Immortal Master, it's not fully ripe yet, you might as well wait a little longer, the taste will be better. Qin Moran kindly suggested.

Gao Immortal Master waved his hand: "No, I can't wait." It doesn't matter if it's not fully cooked. ”

Qin Innoran no longer insisted, and filled a pot full of meat and soup.

"You eat a piece first!" the High Immortal Master ordered.

This is for fear of poisoning. This guy is really cautious.

Frowning and eating a piece, Qin Moran had a preliminary understanding of the character of the High Immortal Master.

This man was not only cunning, but also very timid and cautious. The disadvantage is that he is greedy and has a slightly worse self-control.

Hmph, since I have found a shortcoming, there is always a way to deal with it. Qin Moran's eyes flashed with a strange light.

Seeing that Qin Mo had eaten the venison and was fine, the High Immortal Master couldn't hold back any longer, and ate it happily with a pot of broth.

Qin Moran took a small basin and waited by the pot, and when it was fully cooked, he filled a small pot and ate it slowly.

The delicacy of the venison is a refreshing aroma.

Perhaps it is due to the medicinal power of the old ginseng, a small pot of venison in the stomach, I feel that the lower abdomen is warm, the slightest heat is dispersed to the limbs, and the bones and muscles of the whole body are as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

The exhaustion of washing and slaughtering the deer was swept away.

Qin was lazy, as if he was drunk. When he returned to the hut, he closed his eyes and fell asleep on the bed.

After a while, the high immortal master sneakily came to the thatched hut, opened the wooden door silently, probed his brain to look at it, and said to himself with a gloomy face: "This kid has a good body and bones, and his absorption of Li venison is also good. Let's hope you don't die too soon. ”

As he spoke, the high immortal master waved his hand, picked up the tide ink stick and looked at it, but finally found no clues, and quietly put it back in its place.

The high immortal master quietly filled another pot of venison soup by himself, and walked back to the stone cave while eating.

Qin Moran slept in the dark, and didn't wake up until late in the evening.

I just feel full of energy and in better shape than ever.

After waking up, Qin Moran got up without hesitation, washed up, and began to exercise desperately.

Get up on the ground, sit-ups, pull-ups, variable speed runs, etc. Group after group is doing it with pleasure.

"What are you doing here?" asked the High Immortal Master curiously.

"Exercise!" Qin indifferently shook a handful of beads of sweat and replied breathlessly: "Life lies in sports!"

"It's just a mortal martial arts exercise, boring. The High Immortal Master observed for a while, pursed his lips, and left Changchun Valley by himself.

The journey of the High Immortal Master is seven days.

Before leaving, Gao Immortal Master solemnly threatened Qin Moran that if he made any abnormal moves, he would kill Fan Yi's mother and daughter to vent his anger!

Faced with the threat of the High Immortal Master, Qin Moran didn't even have the heart to resent. These days, he has seen the vast power of the high immortal master many times, in front of the other party, he is really like a humble ant, no matter what the other party says, he can only passively accept the fate. No matter how angry you are, you are only angry with your body in vain,

During this time, Qin Moran suddenly fed on Li venison meat, and he was shocked to find that this old ginseng stewed Li deer was very magical, and after eating enough, he would always feel drunk and sleepy. And when I woke up, I was really full of energy, as if I had endless strength. No matter how Qin Moran increased the intensity of his physical exercise, he would not feel exhausted.

Knowing that this thing was very beneficial to his body, Qin Inran was no longer polite, and he had to eat his stomach round with two large bowls at each meal.

In his spare time, Qin Moran finally completed the production of the hand-cranked generator, and he also made a simple sliding rheostat, which can control the output of current and voltage.

At this point, the accessories of the Tidal Ink Stick are finally complete.

Qin Moran took out two wires and connected them to the two electrodes of the tidal ink stick, shook the handle of the generator, and began to output current to excite the tidal ink rod.