I practice making lies come true, master, you try your best to make them up

Chapter 162 Fengyue’s little hand is perfect, communicating with the legendary Kun

The wine made her have mixed emotions.

I don’t feel like I want to drink it a second time, but I seem to want to do it a little bit more!

As for the taste, it’s really hard to say!

Say it tastes good, it's unconscionable, say it doesn't taste good, but it feels like...she still wants to try it.

In all her years of wandering around the world, this was the first time she had encountered something so entangled.

Therefore, she also wanted others to try it and see if they felt and reacted the same way as she did.

In this way, I am no longer considered an alternative.

"..." After drinking a whole jar of wine, Xue Ling's face turned red instantly.

When he first drank it, he immediately wanted to spit it out, but soon he felt the difference and forcefully covered his mouth with his hands.

Not only the mouth, but also the nose was covered at the same time, and even the ears were automatically covered.

Hongying: "..."

It's too exaggerated!
What is this reaction?
Zhang Taichu also looked over in surprise: "???"

The two troublesome spirit beasts raised their heads and looked this way.

The little white tiger secretly stuck out his tongue and licked it around his mouth again.

Seeing that Xue Ling didn't notice, the green jade snake quietly climbed onto his divine sword and collapsed comfortably.

"Good wine!"

Finally, under the confused gazes of the two people, Xue Ling shouted loudly, and when she opened her mouth, there was no smell of alcohol at all.

They were all pressed into his body. For this reason, all his internal energy was used, and he could hear the sound like rolling air waves.

Hongying's eyes suddenly widened.

Zhang Taichu subconsciously looked at the remaining jars of wine in his room, and suddenly became a little curious: "Can I drink the wine I brewed for the first time?"

He was a little unsure, but Xue Ling's reaction didn't look like he was faking it.

If he did something so big to deceive himself...he doesn't seem like a person with such big intentions.

He felt that his heart was about to move.

……

In the end, he still didn't dare to drink the wine he brewed for the first time.

Of the remaining four altars, three were taken away by Xue Ling, and one was snatched away by Hongying, who had a troubled expression.

Zhang Taichu looked at it funny. He obviously didn't want it very much, but he looked reluctant to part with it. After struggling several times, he still took it away.

Before leaving, he said that this was considered interest, and the accounts between them were not settled yet, so the fifth-grade Tianxiang cake would not be repaid so easily.

In desperation, he wondered if he needed to learn how to make pastries.

Find a master who specializes in fantasy martial arts.

After all...debt...he doesn't want to bear it at all!
I have been carrying this debt all my life in my previous life, I have traveled through time and again, and I am still carrying debts. Isn’t this time traveling in vain?

……

The clouds were so thick that they opened a crack and shed a ray of light, and the darkness receded.

Autumn is slowly coming to an end, and the prosperity of Maple Leaf City has faded like the seasons.

The city is no longer as lively as before. A group of tourists, like knights and knights, left slowly and in an orderly manner, just as they did when they arrived.

Qin Wangfu.

Xue Ling and Hongying sat together on the table in the small courtyard, chatting for a while while watching the sunset.

His eyes glanced at the kitchen from time to time.

"Do you think Brother Yuanchu really knows how to make cakes?" Until now, Sunset Sun was still in disbelief, with doubts in his eyes.

We haven't been together for a short time. We have pretty good personalities and we can be considered friends.

As a warrior, if you stay for a long time, you will naturally have to compete.

He deeply recognized Yuanchu's strength. After all, he had tried his best in several sparring sessions, but the other party still looked lukewarm.

Obviously, the strength is unfathomable.

It's just that such a master of martial arts has such attainments in martial arts, but he even said he can make cakes... He wouldn't be so surprised or confused if he said he could tell fortunes.

"He'd better know...my fifth-grade Tianxiang cake!" Hongying said angrily. Until now, she feels extremely painful every time she thinks about the fifth-grade Tianxiang cake that she had stolen.

She had been preparing for this for several years and had been looking forward to it for several years!

It's enough to say that she has eaten it and tasted it.

But the key point is that she hasn't eaten at all. All the pastries have been eaten by the greedy little tiger, leaving nothing for her.

She was extremely unwilling to do so, and always felt that all her years of hard work were just for that little white tiger!
"I don't care whether the pastry is pastry or not. I just want to know, has Brother Yuanchu's new wine been brewed?"

Xue Ling licked her lips.

He had already drank up the three jars of wine he had brought back.

The taste of the two-level reversal haunted him. He couldn't forget it, and he had been thinking about it for a long time.

"Hongying, don't you like the good and evil wine? Why don't you give it to me? I can pay for it."

Xue Ling thought about it and looked at Hongying. She didn't know how many times she was asking.

"I told you earlier that the wine tasted too bad and I had thrown it away a long time ago." Hongying's expression remained unchanged. She would never admit that she drank a little of that wine every day, and she still still has a little bit of it.

Speaking of which, the wine was indeed unpleasant to drink, but I couldn’t forget it.

If you drink too much other wine, you will never forget it.

From this, she became convinced of a truth.

No matter what it is, once it is done to the extreme, it will have its own unique charm.

She felt that the wine that Xue Ling named the Wine of Good and Evil was the kind that was extremely unpleasant to drink.

That's why it has that strange charm.

"Where is it? I'll look for it." Xue Ling answered immediately and was eager to try. Obviously, as long as she heard a rough place, she would dig three feet into the ground to find it.

"It's been too long, I forgot." Hongying responded without sincerity, Xue Ling was very hurt.

Luo Ri frowned at their conversation and became curious.

What exactly was the taste of the wine of good and evil that could make the two of them comment so extremely, but neither of them could forget it.

"The pastries are ready, please taste them."

At this time, Zhang Taichu walked in from outside, holding a tray with three plates of weird-looking pastries on it.

Behind him, a group of spiritual beasts followed closely, their little heads always staring at the tray.

To be precise, he was staring at the strange pastries on the tray.

"Is this the pastry you made? Why does it have no taste at all?"

Hongying sniffed and didn't smell the aroma of cakes. She couldn't help but look suspicious, then turned to expectation and then frowned.

In the blink of an eye, her mood changed very quickly, which surprised Sunset who was watching from the side.

Sure enough, women are extremely good at changing their faces.

"This pastry is called Golden Dragon Scissors."

Zhang Taichu put the tray on the table and said with a smile.

"Golden Dragon Scissors?" Upon hearing this name, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

What is this weird name?
It doesn't sound like pastry, but more like martial arts.

Several little guys were watching eagerly below. They had been waiting for a long time. Zhang Taichu took out five pastries, gave them one each, and immediately lowered his head happily and started eating.

"Yes, Golden Dragon Scissors, let's have a try."

Zhang Taichu greeted the three people and then began to say: "There is still a story and origin about the name of this pastry."

"If you three are interested, why don't you come and listen to me explain in detail while you eat?"

The three nodded in unison.

They have listened to too many stories and so on, and they no longer have much interest.

But if this story was told from the mouth of the Yuanchu brothers who were unanimously labeled mysterious by them, then they would still be very interested.

Maybe we can find out some of his origins from the stories he told.

This is something they have always wanted to do but have never been able to do.

"When it comes to the story of the golden dragon scissors, it was a long time ago. Although it is cliché, it is really useful."

Zhang Taichu also took a piece of pastry and ate it carefully.

He really found a master and guided him to create the fantasy pastry method, and applied what he learned. Although he had only reached the first level, this pastry also had a unique charm.

"What kind of cliche stuff?" The three of them ate the pastry, but they didn't feel it was very delicious, but it wasn't terrible.

Hongying's heart was empty, and she felt a little lost for no reason.

The pastries weren't bad, but she didn't seem as happy as expected.

"It is said that a long time ago, a long time ago..."

Zhang Taichu really started with the cliché of countless stories that several people have heard.

The three of them curled their lips. Just hearing this beginning, a lot of interest suddenly disappeared.

"It has been so long that the world has not yet been born, heaven and earth have not yet appeared, all things have not existed, the universe has not been revealed, and everything is chaos."

However, Zhang Taichu's next words immediately made the three of them widen their eyes and prick up their ears.The world was never born?

Before heaven and earth?

chaos!

"It is said that in chaos there is no sky, no earth, no time and space, and no living beings."

"I don't know how long it took, but the first consciousness appeared in this chaos..."

Zhang Taichu ate the golden dragon and cut cakes, and first briefly told the story of Pangu's creation of the sky.

The three of them stopped breathing when they heard it. They felt an ancient charm and lost consciousness.

"...In this way, the great god Pangu transformed into all things and left, heaven and earth began to appear, and time and space condensed."

"This point in time is called the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth..."

"The heaven and earth were restored, and the two qi of yin and yang merged, and the qi and machines interacted, turning into two dragons, black and white, stirring up the wind and clouds in the world and doing many evil things."

"The first era passed in this way is called the era of the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn. Because the three clans are fighting for hegemony, no one cares about them. They are free and unscrupulous."

"In the second era, at the beginning of the Lich Age, there was a great supernatural being above Kunlun. Passing by the East China Sea, he saw two dragons. He raised his hand to take it in his hand and refined it into an innate immortal spiritual light. Among them, it turned into an innate artifact, which is called the Golden Dragon Scissors."

"This scissor is extraordinary, there is a poem saying..."

"When the heaven and earth were first created, I was born on my own, and the two qi of yin and yang turned into dragons;"

"Invincible across the world, I have survived the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn;"

"I will also exist when the Lich is born, a congenital golden scissor;"

"If the head and tail intersect, your life will be hard to survive."

Following Zhang Taichu's words, the eyes of the three people were shocked, the cakes cut by the golden dragon in their mouths had an effect, and a vast and vast world emerged in their minds.

That world is so high that everything is blurry and cannot be seen clearly. It seems to be far beyond their current level.

On a side of the blue ocean, two evil dragons with single horns on their heads, in black and white, shuttled across the ocean.

Wherever he goes, nothing can stop him!

The sea divides the sea, and the island divides the island. Even if the ocean is boundless, it still needs to stand on both sides before me.

How majestic and domineering that is!
The three of them were frightened by the fantasy in their minds, and even more shocked by the power of the evil dragon. They felt that even the heavenly beings who looked down on the world were nothing more than ants in front of the evil dragon.

I was immersed in it for a long, long time and couldn't get back to my senses... A piece of pastry was only the size of two fingers, but I ate it for a long, long time.

"Well, this technique is really good...it can show such an illusion when combined with the story."

Zhang Taichu was also looking at the environment and nodded secretly.

The pastry method he learned was ordinary pastry, but after his guidance, a fantasy version appeared.

The cakes made in this version have no magical effects such as increasing internal strength, improving cultivation, or healing injuries. They have only one effect, illusion.

Eat the cakes he made and tell a story, and then you can build a corresponding fantasy in your mind through the cakes.

The specifics vary depending on how well the story fits the pastry.

"Because it is an illusion, the illusion of golden dragon scissors displayed in this pastry is not low-level...it can be compared to the charm of an immortal."

The feeling given to him by the illusion has surpassed that of gods and humans, is above divine power, is equal to the great divine power, and is even slightly higher.

"If there are enough pastries and a suitable story, maybe...it can really make the talented people realize something."

Zhang Taichu thought secretly.

He never underestimates the geniuses and heroes in every world.

They are all the essence of a world, formed from the foundation of the world.

Under numbers and under time, there will always be a few existences that are beyond common sense or even unreasonable.

For these beings, hope can be created even if there is no hope.

There is no way to make a way.

What's more, this cake and the story are just a step for them. Although it is only one step, it is enough for them.

"If it lasts long enough and the story spreads... it may really bring the Tuyuan world to a higher level."

Zhang Taichu frowned slightly and immediately confirmed his idea.

Before the world war problem is solved, we can't make more cakes like this, but we can tell more stories.

If after cultivating your mental strength, you cannot manifest those legendary magic weapons when combined with the system, then you can only go back to the original path, based on faith, incense, and legends.

By now, he is very sure that the five worlds are not all worlds, and there are other worlds outside this world.

The world of monks or the world of immortals.

By that time, what he has to face is no longer these semi-mysterious warriors, but real monks and even immortal gods.

When the time comes, the magic weapon of the Gods may be his trump card to survive well.

……

Autumn is coming to the east, and it has been more than a month since the last pastry party.

Maple Leaf City is already mostly empty, and the crowds are sparse.

Hongying, Luo Ri, and Xue Ling should have left long ago, but they did not leave.

One is to listen to stories, and the other is to eat cakes.

Thirdly... they also discovered the benefits of matching pastries with stories.

The feeling of contacting a higher level world and power made them gain a lot.

Not in terms of internal strength or realm, but in terms of mind and spirit.

After you have gained something in your mind, when you look at everything about yourself, you will suddenly have a perspective from a high place.

The three of them all knew very well that they were afraid that they might have met a legendary master from this world.

This is a great opportunity, and the three of them are reluctant to leave.

"Golden dragon shears, gourd vines, flat peaches, ginseng fruit..."

On this day, the three of them gathered in Hongying's courtyard to share their recent gains. After they finished, Sunset suddenly spoke up and said, "Do you think... the story told by Brother Yuanchu is true or false?"

"It must be fake, right?" Xue Ling said with some uncertainty.

Because these stories were the first he heard.

He has an extraordinary background, a powerful family, and knows many secrets, some of which involve the heavenly realm.

"If it's true...why has no one ever said it before?"

"But if it is false, then how do you explain the great supernatural beings, innate spiritual treasures, and innate spiritual roots in the story?"

"The world in the story is so real... and the fantasy that appears in our minds while eating pastries..." Hongying murmured in a low voice.

She felt that the story was true, but... something didn't make sense.

If this world was really created by the Great God Pangu, the landscape of the world would be completely different.

Moreover, the Great God Pangu only opened up one side of the world, but as far as she knew...this world was not just one side.

"Also... the supreme aura that appeared in the illusion... was more powerful than the aura of my ancestor... and it was too powerful, too much, and it was not on the same level at all." Sunset added.

Hearing this, Xueling and Hongying were silent. This was what they wanted to say.

Because they also all have ancestors who are in the realm of heaven and humans.

Much more powerful than the Heavenly Realm!
This...seems to further prove the truth of that story.

The three of them chatted in the courtyard for a long time, but they were never sure whether the story was true or false.

It wasn't until late at night that they fell asleep.

……

In the courtyard room.

Zhang Taichu waved his hand, and suddenly it was as if he had six extra arms, moving slowly and falling from the top.

It seems slow, but in fact there are countless phantoms inside. This is an illusion caused by being too fast.

When it is extremely fast, it is slow; when it is extremely slow, it is fast.

"It took me one hundred and five days and more than three months to practice this Fengyue Little Hand to perfection...to condense the three mental powers."

Zhang Taichu stopped his power and all the phantoms in front of him disappeared.

Working his mind, he immediately felt the many legendary things that existed in this world.

The first ones to bear the brunt are dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, cranes, giant kuns...

The main ones are beasts, which are numerous in number, followed by immortals and gods...the least numerous.

It seems that a long time ago in this world, there was an era of beasts, so what is left most are the legends about beasts.

With a slight movement of his mind, he communicated with many legendary things, and suddenly illusory figures such as dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, cranes, and giant kuns appeared in front of him.

Everything is going well, he is testing the effect of mental communication legend.

Until he transformed into a big Kun, a sad cry suddenly came from his heart.

"Yo~"

The voice was very long and weak, as if the owner of the voice was not in a good condition.

It contains despair and the last hope in despair.

He stopped and felt that the voice was somewhat familiar. It seemed that it did not come from the legend, but from a familiar friend of his.

(End of this chapter)