I slay demons and cook in the world of cultivating immortals

If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, Daoist Mingyuan really wouldn't be too afraid, but the guy who ventilated was a Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and he might break through to transform himself at any time.

Now that he was a little Jindan who was seriously injured, he was indeed a bit unprovoked.

Of course, Master Mingyuan didn't intend to carry it by himself. With brothers around, it was natural for brothers to carry it.

Shen Qinglan couldn't help laughing when she saw that Master looked a bit rascal.

It turns out that no matter how powerful a person is, he still has such a willful side in front of his elder brother.

It turned out to be quite interesting.

Mingzhi Shengjun naturally couldn't ignore it, and the last thing he did was ask what was going on.

Master Mingyuan nodded his chin at Shen Qinglan, "Xiao Lanzi, tell me."

Xiao Lanzi?
Well, whether it's Xiao Lanzi or Xiao Xie, she will listen to whatever the master calls.

Shen Qinglan stepped forward to salute Mingzhi Shengjun, "Shen Qinglan has met the peak master."

Mingzhi Shengjun nodded, "Shen Qinglan? Is that your little apprentice who knows how to cook?"

Master Mingyuan is proud of this, "Exactly."

Mingzhi Shengjun's smile became more cordial, "Then tell me what's going on?"

Shen Qinglan explained why she appeared in Zixia Mountain, dug yellow ginger in the grass, and met Du Pingsheng and Liu Yong hunting iron-backed bears.

In her narrative, there is not a single lie.

In addition to the fact that there is no need to lie, it is also because she dare not lie in front of the master of the artifact.

To tell a lie, it may take a hundred sentences to complete the lie, which is really tiring.

She didn't stop until she was told that Daoist Tongda wanted to escape and was struck to death by Daoist Mingyuan with a sword.

During this period, neither of the other two said a word.

"So, if your master doesn't come, you plan to fight that Tongda to the death?"

Shen Qinglan didn't say a word, she really intended to do so.

The villain in her heart who wanted to die kept telling her that it was okay to fight.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Shengjun Mingzhi burst out laughing suddenly, pointed at Master Mingyuan and said, "Sure enough, he is your apprentice who is not afraid of death just like you! You will suffer in the future, he is as stupid and bold as you and can cause trouble!"

Shen Qinglan: ...

Master, I really thank you.

Master Mingyuan: ...

Brother, I also thank you.

Shengjun Mingzhi's mood suddenly improved a little, and he felt that his younger brother's retribution was coming, and he was almost so angry that he vomited blood before.

"You are the peak master, can you keep your focus in front of the younger generation?" Master Mingyuan gave his elder brother a sideways look.

Mingzhi Shengjun had a wispy beard, "I already know the matter, you go back, go back and practice hard, and return to Yuanying as soon as possible, dangling around with your sleeves empty every day."

Master Mingyuan ignored him, and only said to Shen Qinglan, "Okay, let's go back. I'll teach the Peak Master about this."

Shen Qinglan: Is that all right?

Master Mingyuan turned his head, "I'm not leaving yet."

"Oh." Shen Qinglan obediently followed.

After leaving the main hall, she asked, "Master, will Suxin Palace really find you?"

"It's probably coming soon."

"So fast, and there was no one else around?"

"After a monk conceives a baby, he will have a secret sense of blood relatives. As long as he walks around the place where the person died, he can know who killed his brother."

Shen Qinglan doesn't quite understand, but there is nothing in Tianyuan Continent that can be explained clearly by science.

Before the two parted, Master Mingyuan threw out a fifth-grade one-horned sheep to Shen Qinglan, "I want to eat charcoal-grilled mutton for my teacher, and I want to make soup with this Bacuin grass."

Shen Qinglan carried the one-horned sheep and the spiritual plant, "Yes, Master."

Master Mingyuan nodded in satisfaction, then turned and left.

Master is really thoughtful!

However, with such a high-grade animal meat, Shen Qinglan had to keep a part of it for her own use every time.

Senior brothers and sisters dare not eat it, she can still eat it, but it should not be overdone, in case the aura explodes.

Back in her yard, Shen Qinglan didn't delay and started to process the mutton.

Thinking that the Nascent Soul is about to come to the door, he will take delicious food to please his master first, then he will naturally work harder to protect his shortcomings.

Divide the lamb, cut the leg of the lamb with a knife, then marinate it with seasoning, and season according to your own taste.

She has always been doing food like this, doing what she likes to eat.

Season according to your preference, never wrong your stomach.

Two marinated mutton legs were set up, and there was charcoal made from Yuxiang tree under it. With a finger of spiritual fire in his hand, the pile of charcoal was ignited.

Originally, they used different fires directly, until one time Shen Qinglan found a Yuxiang tree that had been struck by lightning in the mountains, and the charcoal charcoal exuded a unique aroma.

With a thought, she picked up the barbecue.

All the people who have tasted it commented that it has a unique taste when grilled over charcoal fire, which is very good.

Since then, in her recipes, barbecue has been divided into two types.

One is roasted directly with different fire, and the other is roasted with charcoal of Yuxiang tree with different fire.

It's just that the charcoal has little resistance to different fires, so Shen Qinglan must spend more effort to control the heat, so as to ensure that the charcoal will not be burned up in a few breaths.

Two lamb ribs were cut into the size of her palm, boiled with water and ingredients, and simmered on a different heat for half an hour.

Take out the stewed lamb chops, and dry the water with a spell.

With a thought, the Sanqi Shield turned into a large frying pan, adding various ingredients and sautéing until fragrant, then poured the lamb chops into it, seasoned with salt and pepper, and stir-fried.

A big pot of salt and pepper lamb chops is ready.

Shen Qinglan was drooling because of the aroma, and couldn't help but pick up the smallest piece and eat it first.

Such a high-level monster meat, she needs to be prepared before she dares to eat it, otherwise the aura will explode and the person will be gone.

The little wolf howled and howled beside him.

Shen Qinglan tore off a small piece and gave it to it.

"Aww, aww." It's too little, and I'm very good at it, it's a good thing.

Shen Qinglan slapped the wolf's head, "This is my master's. I already stole it. I risked my life to steal a piece for you, but you are not satisfied."

"Awwhhhhh." You're lying to a fool, don't keep a bunch of Mingyuan's things.

Shen Qinglan continued with the work in hand, "This is the meat of a fifth-order monster beast. If you eat it, you will explode. Don't think about it, go and eat your roasted rabbit."

After finishing speaking, Shen Qinglan took out two roasted pine gray rabbits and gave them to little wolf.

The little wolf still wanted to struggle, but saw Shen Qinglan's meat-cutting dagger flying up, pointing at the tip of the knife non-stop.

Well, the little wolf slipped away with two roasted pine gray rabbits in his mouth. A good wolf would not suffer any immediate loss.

Shen Qinglan retracted the dagger in satisfaction and continued to cut the meat.

She chose to stew the rest of the mutton into mutton soup, throwing it into the cauldron, and adding the prawns.

After a while, the unique aroma of Baicuicao and the smell of mutton lingered in Shen Qinglan's small courtyard.

Master is really willing to do so, this Baicui grass is a high-level spiritual plant, and it can command a high price in the market.

But Master still threw her stewed mutton soup.

As expected of her master, she never treats herself badly when it comes to food.

Even her apprentice is a real treat!