Hard work, I don't count

Chapter 150 Temptation (for Subscription)

Qingyun Garden is guarded by a large array, the atmosphere is torrential, and the black spirit is refined and transformed into the aura of red clouds. Rare herbs, precious trees and spiritual springs are bred in it. Every palace has a different beauty.

There are the vastness of the southern wilderness, the strangeness of the western wilderness, and the grandeur of the eastern wilderness, which seem to include the wonders of the Great Swallow in this garden.

It is recognized that the number one is the 'Buyun Qingtian' where Wei Long is at the moment. There is a main hall and many auxiliary halls.Among them, many flowers and trees are looming, with some kind of magic.

Gives you a feeling of being in the sky.

Under the guidance of the guards, Wei Long entered the first palace and let go of his perception. This 'Bu Yun Qing Tian' palace is really floating in mid-air.

This is an important node of this large garden formation. It already has some charm of the cave, the soup is full of red clouds, and if you want to create such an effect, you must spend a lot of resources every day.

"Only in this way can I benchmark my current status and talent." Wei Long thought for a while, and couldn't help but be impressed by Yan Wang Yan Lifeng's carefulness.

"Young master can practice here with peace of mind, comprehend the precious bones, and there will be someone responsible for daily necessities."

The guard smiled and said, "The king of Yan has long been waiting for the son to arrive, and this first-floor hall is specially repaired for you."

"I have a heart." Wei Long nodded lightly, and with a wave of his hand, red clouds surrounded him, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Please also convey my thanks to King Yan."

Wei Long is not a person who likes fame.

But now he not only represents himself, although he himself is indeed good enough, but he is also the vice-master of the Caiyun Chuangong Hall in the Lingxu Cave, and these identities must have standards.

Farewell to the guards.

Wei Long met the person in charge of this building, she was a young woman with excellent temperament, dressed in a palace dress, she was indescribably dignified.

"You are?" Wei Long asked with a smile, his mood improved a lot, and he continued: "I'm used to practicing on my own, it doesn't matter if there are people or nobody here. You don't need to be too nervous"

"I'm Song Qian, a palace lady, ordered by King Yan to serve the young master's daily life."

Song Qian listened intently, and when Wei Long finished speaking, she showed a just-right smile, very caring, "Young master also needs to have executive disciples to help with daily life when he is practicing in Dongtian, but in Qingyun Garden, we are the ones in charge."

Song Qian beckoned, and many royal chefs and housekeepers responded. This building is fully functional, and Song Qian alone has more than 30 staff.

This movement really has some momentum.

"No need, I'm bigu now, so I don't need three meals a day." Wei Long frowned, secretly surprised, "And there are too many people here, I'm not used to being disturbed when I'm practicing."

It's true that Wei Long mainly focused on adding points, but he was also practicing daily.

Slow is a bit slower, and the effect is poor, but it is still effective.

"My lord, be safe and don't be impatient."

Song Qian smiled, observed his expression, and said: "I know that a peerless genius like the young master is beyond my imagination, but it is impossible for the young master to practice all the time, and he also needs to combine work and rest. And food is not the only way to provide body nutrition. It can also nourish the body and mind, and it can also relax people.”

"These royal chefs are trained by the royal family. Everyone has a life wheel cultivation base, and the chef is a golden core monk. They can handle the best desolate beasts, and they are assisted by precious medicine. It is not only necessary for cultivation, but also an attitude towards life. .”

Song Qian saw that Wei Long had a peaceful personality, so she breathed a sigh of relief and motioned him to sit down.

Wei Long glanced at Song Qian unexpectedly, and the miraculous look flashed by, a little surprised, this female official turned out to be a monk at the peak of Jindan, and her nature was round and round, no wonder she had a reason to advance and retreat in front of him.

"Ok."

Wei Long hasn't tried royal service yet, he used to have the boast of eating wild beasts all over the world, and now, he has also drank Suan Ni's precious blood, but he never gets tired of eating it, and he never gets tired of it. He really hasn't tried it well .

His own culinary means, single can.Very good.

Song Qian chatted with Wei Long, secretly amazed at Wei Long's ascetic monk-like practice life, this famous and peerless genius in the Lingxu Cave, behind that invincible side, there is hardship that others cannot see.

Looking at Wei Long's jade-glowing beauty, Song Qian, a strictly trained female official, couldn't help but secretly swallowed her saliva.

"It's really delicious!"

The first dish served by the chef was made from the hind leg meat of the fire sparrow. This fire sparrow was a fierce remnant in life. It is equivalent to the powerhouse of the king of gods and demons. The flesh and blood contain a strong fire spirit. There is a trace of bone inscriptions flickering in the texture.

Just lightly lift the lid, there will be a strong flame flashing across the sky, and the whole hall will become incomparably fragrant.

Wei Long beckoned and said to Song Qian, "You can eat a piece too."

"These foods are specially prepared by King Yan for the young master." Song Qian declined, "Besides, we can't bear the nourishment of this kind of ingredients. If we are not careful, it will damage the foundation. If we can smell the taste, it is already good. .”

"Forget it." Wei Long knew what Song Qian said was true.

This fire sparrow was the last one killed by the cave master Liu Shenzong. It should have been exchanged with the Dayan royal family. Without strength, he didn't even have the qualifications to eat. Swallow in the mouth.

"Good! Good! Good!" Wei Long applauded again and again.

This large plate of chicken only uses about ten catties of meat from the hind legs of the fire sparrow. Compared to a fierce bird like the fire sparrow, it is only a little bit of meat, and it is not enough for Wei Long to fit between his teeth. It is easy to swallow it in one gulp. However, the taste really cannot be described in words.

Afterwards, more than ten dishes were all delicious that Wei Long had never seen before.

It's not worth mentioning in terms of physical energy, but Wei Longxia, who was eating, felt a touch of emotion in his cheeks, "I think back then, when I just crossed over, it was such a simple and beautiful wish!"

"I don't know when it started, I have swallowed hundreds of thousands of catties." Wei Long thought of the boy who was moved by the smell of a tree pork in the past.

That was the youth he couldn't get back.

"Young Master, as long as you are satisfied." Song Qian watched Wei Long swallow the food and plate together with her eyelids twitching, and she smiled unnaturally.

clap clap!

Song Qian waited until Wei Long came to his senses from the memories, and clapped his hands lightly.

A gust of wind came.

I saw dozens of beautiful women like elves, 'floating' in, with ribbons fluttering, some playing the piano, some blowing the flute, some dancing
"This..." Wei Long was taken aback, and looked at Song Qian, "What are these people doing?"

"Today I want you to relax, my lord." Song Qian looked as usual, "My lord will probably spend a lot of time in the royal capital when he comprehends the precious bones of 狻猊, and during the boring practice, there should also be some lubricating entertainment. "

"Son!"

"Son!"

A crisp cry like an oriole rang in Wei Long's ears, as if he felt his gaze, and those women performed even harder.

"This is a famous dance song in Yandu. Only the nobles have the background to rehearse. At least thirteen female monks who are above the completion of the life wheel are required. They must have excellent posture and corresponding expertise."

Song Qian came to Wei Long's side, her face flushed, and she said softly: "If you want us, you can give it to you."

"Ok?"

Wei Long has never seen any kind of scene, just dancing.

When he came back to his senses, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he was already thinking quickly, "Isn't King Yan too good?"

"Perform once in three months in the future." Wei Long pointed domineeringly, held up Song Qian's chin, and said in a cold tone, "Nowadays, the Southern Wilderness is still being rebuilt, and countless people in our human race have been displaced. This kind of fun is still less good!"

Song Qian's complexion suddenly changed and she turned pale.

jump!
A girl who was playing the piano broke a string, and the dance music in the entire hall suddenly fell silent.

"My lord was fine just now, did we offend you?" Someone sobbed softly in the hall.

Song Qian also lowered her eyebrows sadly, "Is there anything wrong with what I did?"

"There's nothing wrong with it!" Wei Long's heart was like iron, and the progress was too fast.

Don't say it's crying, it's just rolling on the ground, "It's just that I don't like it, let's play it once every three months. It's a little song to relieve boredom."

"In addition, if you have time, you might as well practice more here. This 'Butian Qingyun' hall does not benefit me much, but it is good for the life wheel and the golden core monks." Wei Long looked around at the women who had no masters in His Highness, and smiled. Said: "You guys are pretty good. We got to know each other once. You serve me, and you are doing me a favor. If you have any doubts, you can ask me."

"My lord, we can't explain to the King of Yan." Song Qian begged, "Is there something we didn't do well?"

"Just say it's mine." Wei Long was getting impatient.

What's so good about the music?

"I'm tired, you all go down."

"Son."

"Huh?" Wei Long's eyes turned cold, he looked at Song Qian who was full of thoughts, and snorted coldly, "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone." Song Qian felt a chill in her heart.

Wei Long's perverted coldness made her feel as if a ferocious beast was looking at her, and just one look almost made her paralyzed.

Song Qian hurriedly took people away. She was very familiar with this kind of temperament. Dayan's king was like this. He seemed peaceful, but in fact he had a clear bottom line. There will be wrath!

"That's right." Wei Long quietly watched Song Qian take people away, and when she was about to walk out, he said again: "The dishes can be served once every ten days, tell King Yan, I like it very much. As for the dance music, I am also used to it, but Hate probing!"

Song Qian responded, but she had already thought in her heart, Wei Long doesn't like fragrant women, could it be that...
When they left, Wei Long put this episode behind him.

Wei Long didn't know why King Yan came to seduce him, or what to try, but he had already given his attitude, and if the other party was not stupid, he would restrain himself.

No matter how much Wei Long can't do it, this is the capital of Yan, and he still has to comprehend the precious bones of Suanni, King Yan will always give some face, and the dance music is beautiful, and the food is delicious.

"Song Qian is right. This is a kind of relaxation. I should also spice up my life. As long as I don't overdo it." As for whether he will be playful or not, Wei Long just smiled confidently!
Sure enough, after a period of time, Song Qian restrained a lot, and her makeup lightened a little, showing a heroic look.

It was also a few days later, finally, it was time for Wei Long to comprehend Suan Ni's precious bones.

(End of this chapter)