I slay demons and cook in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 347
The monk who was described by Shen Qinglan as a cow chewing peonies was still full of expectations for today's meal.

Because Shen Qinglan is indeed ready to make a big fortune.

"This is the gray spirit cattle that can only be found at the bottom of Wufeng Valley. The beef that has just grown up for two or three years is the best. The smaller and bigger ones are not as delicious as this year's meat. It is a pity that this cow will die when it comes out of Wufeng Valley. "

Shen Qinglan discovered this by accident, and she was overjoyed when collecting the ingredients. For this piece of meat, she went back to find the qi refining disciple who sold the Gray Spirit Bull to her.

It took me a few more tests to come to this conclusion.

There is a windless valley to the south of Chunxin Lake in the Eastern Region, where it is like spring all year round, and there is a kind of spiritual plant Chiming grass in the valley, which is of no great use to monks on weekdays.

But the red bright grass is the favorite food of the gray spirit cow. This red bright grass is out of the windless valley, and it cannot be grown in any area.

The gray spirit cattle that don't eat Chi Mingcao are not as delicious.

Therefore, this beef is a bit rare, it cannot be raised in captivity, and the quantity is small.

The beef in her hand is evenly fat and thin, with obvious red and white lines, and it tastes very good.

Shen Qinglan cut the meat into thick pieces, then took out the Sanqi shield and turned it into a flat plate and placed it on Nanming Lihuo.

Throw a small piece of fat on it to refine the oil, and then put the thick slices of beef on it for frying.

The three-qi shield is huge, Shen Qinglan put a few pieces on it at once.

Daoist Mingyuan has been in the Kaiyuan Hall for the past few days, and he can't do without him for any delicious food, otherwise he won't be able to escape with a single sentence.

When the large piece of beef was frying until it became oily and slightly golden, Shen Qinglan raised one hand, with aura on the fingertips, the aura cut the large piece of beef into smaller pieces of the same size like a knife blade. piece.

With a flick of her finger, the beef was turned over on the three-air shield as if ordered to ensure that each side was heated evenly.

Finally, after all the ingredients were cooked, Shen Qinglan clapped her hands happily, "Two dishes and one soup, perfect!"

She put the prepared spiritual food into several portions, and put the master and others first.

Put boiling water in the soup cup, put the transparent flower into the soup cup.

The flowers slowly melt in the water, and the color of tea soup seems tasteless, but it is actually a bowl of delicious seafood broth with a faint floral fragrance.

Watching this performance, the monk couldn't help asking, "What's this called?"

Shen Qinglan picked up the soup cup and took a sip, "The beauty of the country is heavenly."

She has seen it in her previous life, but the degree of trouble is not something she can try.

Unexpectedly, now that I know spells, it will be much easier to do.

And the fusion of animal meat and spiritual plants will naturally taste better.

The monk finished his drink and put down the soup cup, "Not everyone can do this kind of food cultivation. If my sixth senior brother sees you like this, I'm afraid I'll die of shame. It's not as good as you..."

Shen Qinglan stopped him before he finished speaking, "Don't think about it."

"mean."

The monk's idea of ​​packing a copy was directly suppressed by Shen Qinglan.

The raw seafood monk had eaten it many times, and it didn't appeal to him much.

But that gray spirit beef, every bite made him extremely satisfied.

This made him more determined to stay at Tongjianmen, or to rely on Shen Qinglan for nothing.

Following Qing Lan as a benefactor, this is called the days of immortals.

Each portion of Shen Qinglan's serving was very generous, and the monk ate two large plates before he was satisfied.

Cultivators naturally don't talk about eating too much, just like drinking, if a monk wants to, he can use spiritual energy to dissolve it.

But the monk was reluctant, it was so delicious.He wanted this wonderful feeling to last a little longer.

Shen Qinglan shook her head speechlessly, lying on another deck chair and watching the stars.

Almost every day of these days is full of schedules, full and tiring.

The breeze blew gently, and the sound of insects blew in her ears. A sense of tiredness soon surged up, and she fell asleep on the big recliner in the yard in a daze.

The cubs, who were also full, lay at her feet, sleeping until dawn, one man and one beast.

Early in the morning of the second day, when Shen Qinglan opened her eyes, there was only a trace of white in the sky.

The little wolf was still sleeping soundly at her feet, and the monk was sitting cross-legged on the stone in the middle of the pool in the courtyard to practice.

Shen Qinglan strolled outside the courtyard, releasing her divine sense from the Kaiyuan Hall.

There are already disciples practicing on Wuya Peak.

She cleaned herself up one by one with the clean dust technique, and took out the green bamboo under her feet, took out meatloaf from the storage bag, and flew towards Xiaoqingfeng while eating.

"Wow." The little wolf's voice came from behind him.

These days, it will guard Shen Qinglan every day to detoxify Xianjun Shengyi.

When it flew to Shen Qinglan's side, Shen Qinglan tapped her feet and jumped onto the little wolf's back.

She took out a few meatloaf from the storage bag and stuffed them into the little wolf's mouth.

One person and one wolf ate breakfast, and rushed to work before sunrise.

Every day, she would go to Xiaoqing Peak to practice Fengshen Art in advance.

When she arrived, Hongshan Xianjun was already practicing sword in the courtyard.

When Hongshan Xianjun saw her, he stopped the sword in his hand.

Shen Qinglan stepped forward and saluted, "Master."

"Well, let's start."

It is easy to make mistakes in the early stage of Fengshenshu practice, and it will hurt yourself when it is dangerous, so before Shen Qinglan learned it, Hongshan Xianjun did not let her practice alone.

Shen Qinglan hesitated for a moment, but said out loud, "Master, it's been really hard for Master to urge his disciples to cultivate recently. Yesterday, after the disciple returned home, he cooked some spiritual food. Today, I would like to invite Master to taste it."

She was a little worried that Master Hongshan would scold her. This is a teacher who is completely different from Master and Uncle.

Shen Qinglan has received more training in the past few months than the sum of previous training.

Immortal Hongshan paused, "Is it specially made for me?"

Shen Qinglan immediately replied, "Yes."

Immortal Hongshan sat down at the table, "Bring it up."

Shen Qinglan immediately put the spiritual food made last night on the table.

Especially the beauty of that country, after some manipulations by her, even Immortal Hongshan couldn't help showing a little surprise, this girl is just like what her master Mingyuan said, she really has a lot of tricks.

Waiting for Hongshan Xianjun to eat a bowl of fresh soup, "Well, not bad. You are so talented in the field of food cultivation that I have never seen before."

He is telling the truth, he has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he has seen many food cultivators.

But he had never seen anyone who made food into tricks, including Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly last time.

Not only delicious, but also pleasing to the eye.

He ate another piece of beef roasted golden on all sides, which was indeed very tender.

Seeing Hongshan Xianjun's somewhat satisfied expression, Shen Qinglan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She was so worried that her flattery would hit the horse's leg, and she would be too embarrassed to go out.

Monks are used to bigu, and they don't have the concept of three meals a day, morning, lunch and evening.

So there will be no inappropriate thoughts of eating these in the morning.

"Meow." A meow came from below Shen Qinglan.

A Li treats her well these days, and often gives her monster inner alchemy or something.

Shen Qinglan took out another copy from the storage bag and put it on the table, "Of course Ah Li also has some."

(End of this chapter)