Chapter 20 Mr. Dongguo
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Because the Yuan Stone in his hand is limited, and he can't pick a good secret technique, He Siyu has a soft spot for swordsmanship, and chose a "Biyun Sword Duel", which is worth 60 low-grade Yuan Stones.
And Zheng Datong is in a dilemma, he is most suitable for cultivating the secret art of refining the body of gods and demons, but such secret techniques are very rare, and the price is high, and the worst copy of "Elephant Armor Gong" also costs 100 low-grade yuan stones.
As for Ding Yin, he was not interested in the secret art at all, what he cared about was the art of insects, and if the ten thousand insects in his body were not solved one day, he would never have a bright day.
"Let's go out first. Ding Yin glanced at everyone.
Vanilla handed the scroll to the old man downstairs and said, "Uncle, I want this secret technique." ”
"Little girl, you are the personal disciple that Fairy Liu just received, right?" The old man smiled and said: "My name is Bian Yu, just call me uncle, uncle, am I that old?"
The man spoke very kindly, and everyone suddenly relaxed a lot and laughed.
"There's Uncle Lao. Vanilla said with a red face.
Bian Yu took the scroll and glanced at it, slapped his hands, and his body suddenly flew out!
After a while, the white light flashed, and a crystal jade slip fluttered from the sky and fell into Vanilla's hand.
"This is the original copy of the "Qinglian Immortal Law", and you can see it by injecting mana into the jade slip. Bian Yu didn't know where it came from, and stretched out his hand: "100 lower-grade Yuan Stones, bring them." ”
Vanilla hurriedly paid the yuan stone, and the four of them walked out of the scripture pavilion.
Ding Yin said: "Big brother, vanilla, Sister Siyu, you go back to practice first, and meet at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at this time tomorrow." ”
"Okay, farewell!"
After they left, Ding Yin returned to the Scripture Pavilion again and asked Bian Yu for advice.
"Uncle Bian, I have something I want to ask you. ”
Bian Yu looked at him and smiled: "I know you, aren't you the stupid boy who made the sect master half angry yesterday?"
Ding Yin's old face flushed: "Uncle Shi smiled." ”
"Don't be nervous. Bian Yu quipped: "I see you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, big and straight nose, you are a blessed appearance, and you will definitely have some achievements in the future." ”
"Uncle Jiyan. ”
"What's the matter?" said Bian Yu generously.
"May I ask Uncle Shi, is there any other collection in the Scripture Pavilion besides the methods and secret arts?"
Bian Yu glanced at him: "What do you want?"
Ding Yin said: "Uncle Mingjian, the disciple doesn't have any mana, and these exercises are useless to me, so I want to find some other classics to take a look, such as alchemy refining tools and other miscellaneous studies." ”
Bian Yuqi said: "Aren't you a spirit chef, why are you still interested in anything else?"
"It's nothing, I just want to learn more and do more for the sect, otherwise I will be driven away sooner or later. ”
Bian Yu stroked his long beard, nodded and smiled: "You have such an awareness, it's not bad." To tell you the truth, if Fairy Liu hadn't come forward yesterday, you would have been dismantled by the sect master a long time ago, and you would still be standing here talking?"
"I understand, so I ask Uncle Shi for some advice. Ding Yin looked modest.
Bian Yu shook his head and said: "There is nothing to point out or not to point, the things you want to see are on the third floor, there is a forbidden place, and without the tokens of the sect master and elders, you can't enter at all." ”
"Token?" Ding Yin frowned, "How can I get the token?"
Bian Yu smiled mysteriously and said, "There are many ways, I don't know how to say it, you will know it slowly." ”
"Disciple, thank you, uncle. Ding Yin left very calmly.
He understood that Bian Yu would definitely not say anything if he asked again, so why bother to be bored?
......
When he returned to the dining hall, Mr. Dong Guo was swallowing clouds and spitting fog with a big smoking gun, and when he saw Ding Yin, he immediately rolled his eyes: "Boy, who let you run around?"
Ding Yin hurriedly saluted and said, "Tell sir, I have already cleaned up the storage room, what else do you command?"
"Follow me. Mr. Dong Guo patted the dust on his body and walked directly into the storage room.
The storeroom, which was a mess yesterday, has been renovated and neat today, and everything is placed in separate categories.
Mr. Dongguo looked back and forth, squinted at Ding Yin and said, "Let me ask you, how many materials are there in total?"
"Forty-seven. Ding Yin replied.
"Report it to me in detail. ”
Ding Yin thought for a while, pointed to the same material and said.
"Two hundred purple vines, three hundred and seventy pieces of blue crystal salt, one hundred and sixty-eight black peel fruits, three hundred catties of Linggu, one hundred tiger's back shrimp, thirty catties of Linghuang millet, twelve pots of Linggu wine, and ...... red fire peppers"
In less than tea time, he reported the materials in the entire storage room one by one, which made Mr. Dongguo very satisfied.
"Okay, very good! Your spirit cooking skills are really good at learning, but it's a pity that your cultivation qualifications are a little worse. ”
Ding Yin said: "Let Mr. see and smile." ”
"But that's fine. Mr. Dongguo put his hands behind his back and paced: "If you can't cultivate, you can't cultivate, and if you study the spirit cooking technique wholeheartedly, it will not be without a future in the future." ”
He patted Ding Yin's shoulder and sighed: "Actually, in this world now, it's better to be a mortal, at least you don't have to worry about running out of vitality, you work hard, I won't treat you badly." ”
"Thank you, sir. ”
Ding Yin nodded again and again, but he was muttering in his heart, what you said is easy, as long as I don't cultivate for a day, the ten thousand worms will already eat me as a snack.
What's more, Ding Yin once swore that he would go to the Qingsha Peak of the Taiyuan Realm to find Nian Nian, and by the way, settle an old account with the old boy of Chi Ming, there is not a day when he doesn't want to become stronger quickly, as for being a mortal?
Mr. Dong Guo changed his words and began to explain his daily tasks.
"The canteen only provides fifty spiritual meals every day, and the spiritual meals of the sect master and several elders are made by me personally, so you don't have to worry about it, as for the other spiritual foods, they all have to be replaced with yuan stones. ”
He pointed to the materials in the storage room and said, "I don't care how you use these things, it will take at least ten days, and at least three hundred lower grade yuan stones must be recovered every day, if the task cannot be completed, you will have to paste it upside down." ”
"Huh?" Ding Yin smiled bitterly.
"Ah what, this is the rule!" Mr. Dong Guo said coldly: "I will give you a reward of sixty low-grade yuan stones every month, and if you can't complete the task, you will directly deduct it from it, understand?"
"Understood. Ding Yin nodded helplessly.
Mr. Dongguo waved his hand: "Go, get a spiritual food that you are best at and show me." ”
Ding Yin thought for a while and selected five kinds of ingredients, namely purple vine, blood poria, blue crystal salt, black peel fruit, and white wood orange.
First, all the ingredients are cut into pieces, then soaked in blue crystal salt and water, put in a purple clay cup, then scoop up the ingredients, light a fire, boil the clean water, and then put in various ingredients in turn, and slowly boil into a paste.
The most important thing about being a spirit chef is to have a good sense of sensitivity, mortal chefs judge good or bad based on color and aroma, and spirit chefs must sense the changes in each ingredient. All kinds of ingredients have different reactions in the cooking process, so that the vitality of heaven and earth contained in the ingredients can be perfectly integrated, so as to make a wonderful spiritual food.
With Ding Yin's current soul power cultivation, this would have been difficult for him, but he had to grasp the proportions, neither too obvious nor too bad.
This time, he made it for half an hour, and a colorful spiritual meal was finally made.
"Five-color soup?" Mr. Dong Guo was slightly surprised.
Five-color soup is a very popular spiritual food in the small business world, it is rich in the vitality of heaven and earth, and the materials used are relatively common, but the method of making it is very exquisite, Ding Yin does not have any mana, and he can actually make this dish, which is quite rare.
Mr. Dongguo tasted it, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't speak for a long time, which made Ding Yin a little uneasy.
"What do you think, sir?"
"There is too much loss of vitality, and the heat is not well controlled. Mr. Dongguo glanced at him: "Boy, do you know what your biggest problem is?"
"Please sir. Ding Yin said modestly.
Mr. Dong Guo did not speak, but walked directly forward, picked up the five ingredients, and began to cook the 'five-color soup' himself.
Unlike Ding Yin, Mr. Dong Guo didn't handle the ingredients at all, he directly flipped his palm, and a red flame suddenly drilled out of his palm, and suddenly the whole room was filled with a scorching atmosphere.
Then he pointed his finger, and the flame slowly flew to the purple sand cup, and in less than three breaths, the purified water boiled, and then the complete ingredients automatically flew into the purple sand cup, and soon, those ingredients began to decompose and fuse.
From beginning to end, in less than a stick of incense, a five-color soup of excellent quality is ready. Ding Yin tasted it curiously, and then compared it with the one he made, and made a judgment.
"Sir is clever, and the disciple admires it. ”
Mr. Dong Guo held up the cigarette gun in his hand and took a leisurely breath, spitting out a flying smoke crane: "Your biggest problem is 'fire'." ”
"Fire?"
"Not bad!" Mr. Dong Guo nodded: "As a spiritual chef, without his own 'spiritual fire', he will never be able to make top-notch spiritual food." ”
Ding Yin hurriedly asked, "How can I get the spiritual fire?"
Mr. Dong Guo squinted at him and said with a slight sarcasm: "Hehe, you don't have mana, you can't refine the spiritual fire at all, and it's useless to say it." ”
"Uh......"
Ding Yin was like a deflated ball, and it immediately wilted.
"Fortunately, your own comprehension is good, and your sense of perception is also good, without spiritual fire, there will be no spiritual fire. ”
Mr. Dongguo shook his head and smiled, and slowly walked out of the storage room: "In the future, the daily affairs of the canteen will be handed over to you, as long as the number of yuan stones is enough, I will not care about other things." ”
While swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog, he walked out of the dining hall, leaving Ding Yin with a depressed face.
There is a cave at the back of the dining hall, which is Mr. Dongguo's retreat, and there is a ban outside the cave, except for Mr. Dongguo himself, other disciples are not allowed to enter.
Looking at the materials in the storage room, Ding Yin couldn't help but scold his mother.
Fifty servings of spiritual food a day, and it takes ten days? These materials are simply not enough! This dead old man is definitely deliberately making things difficult for me, uncle, why don't you go to heaven?