There's something wrong with my immortal path.

Chapter 300: Dude makes soup! Spicy and delicious!

Birds fly across the sky and ride on the wind.

The sea air rises and falls, the clouds evaporate, and the scenery is blurred.

Passing through mirages and miasmas.

Circle after circle of barriers, creating ripples.

One person and one donkey gradually approached the destination of the trip.

——Qinglong Mountain.

The sun shines brightly, and the mountain shadows are continuous.

Shrouded in mist, a green mountain range is looming.

The mountains and rivers are undulating and long, full of spiritual energy, and lush vegetation.

The green dragon had arrived, and the big bird opened its mouth.

Guaguagua!

quack!

That strange scream was simply hard to hear.

The big bird screamed strangely, and one man and one donkey were thrown down.

Qinglong Daozi's robe shook and landed smoothly.

The poor little donkey was not so lucky.

This guy landed directly on a boulder.

Then it bounced high again.

After doing this several times, the little donkey still smiled a heartless smile.

【Quack quack! 】

【Dude! What a great place you have here! 】

[Why didn’t you bring me here earlier? 】

Hearing what Little Donkey said, Qinglong slowly clenched his fists.

In a daze, she actually had the illusion of attracting a wolf into the house.

illusion!

It must be an illusion!

Without thinking too much, Qinglong grabbed the little donkey's ears and walked straight into the mountains.

Along the way, the little donkey looked here and there, and he was very happy.

While walking through a dense forest, I suddenly saw a white-haired woodcutter in the clearing.

The moment I saw Qinglong Daozi.

The white-haired woodcutter immediately put down the ax in his hand.

"Mountain Master...are you back?"

Before he finished speaking, something seemed wrong, and the woodcutter added another sentence.

"Disciple is here, let's pay homage to the mountain master."

Seeing the white-haired woodcutter saluting respectfully, Qinglong also returned the salute.

"Senior brother, you're welcome. I'd like to thank you for your help during Qinglong's absence."

"It's not in the way...it's not in the way..."

The woodcutter with a smile on his face looked at the little donkey behind Qinglong.

"The mountain master... has found a good treasure. Our Qinglong Mountain will definitely flourish in the hands of the mountain master."

Carry forward...

Upon hearing these four words, Qinglong Daozi slowly showed a helpless smile on his face.

"It's so difficult to carry it forward..."

"Senior brother...I'll go back first...you are busy with your business..."

"Okay Mountain Master, just call Shoucheng if you need anything."

Step after step, after walking a long way.

The little donkey, who felt something was wrong the more he thought about it, asked the question in his mind.

【Brother...】

[Did I hear that correctly? 】

[You call him senior brother? Did he call you Mountain Master? 】

Without looking back, Qinglong's eyes were complicated and he slowly replied:

"Senior Brother Shoucheng... came a long time ago."

"Long before I became the Lord of Qinglong Mountain."

"He has more seniority than me."

After scratching his head, the little donkey continued to ask the next question.

【Brother...】

[Why are you the Eight Tripod Mahayana, and that old man actually...]

[Just the Qi refining period? ? ? 】

Speaking of this, a trace of hesitation flashed in the little donkey's eyes.

【Brother...】

[Is the old man really just in the Qi refining period? 】

[Why do I feel like...there's something wrong with him? 】

Looking back and taking a deep look at the little donkey, Qinglong's eyes flickered.

What a keen little donkey...

If you can win it over...

With the help of this guy's ability, maybe we can really grow Qinglong Mountain!

With his thoughts floating around, Qinglong Dao Zifang said again.

"Senior Brother Shoucheng only refines Qi, not builds foundation."

[Only refining Qi, not building foundation? What do you mean? 】

After thinking for a long time, the little donkey still couldn't think of a reason.

The corner of his mouth curled up, his head went blank, and he simply didn't think about it.

Ignorance is happiness.

When the little donkey had an idea, Shoucheng, the woodcutter in the forest, also slowly raised the iron ax in his hand.

Holding an iron ax in his hand, Shoucheng slashed hard at the tree section below.

boom--

Cut down with an axe, the tree section stood firm and unmoved.

Shoucheng seems to be getting old.

Too old to cut firewood.

Lifting the white hair from his forehead, Shoucheng raised the iron ax in his hand again.

"I'm so old... I'm so old... I'm no longer able to do what I want."

Before he finished speaking, Shoucheng clenched his iron ax and gently drew it across the sky.

The next moment, a cloud on the horizon was cut into two pieces.

In an instant, the severed flowing clouds quietly merged back together.

Slowly stroking the iron ax in his hand, Shou Cheng had a look of nostalgia on his face.

"Three thousand years of enlightenment is enough to get a glimpse of its door."

"The Sky Strike Technique is so wonderful..."

"The green dragon is not a dragon."

……

Qinglong Hall in Qinglong Mountain.

Qinglong Pond in Qinglong Hall.

There is no green dragon in Qinglongtan.

Loosening the donkey's ears, Qinglong Daozi sat cross-legged.

The Cauldron of Ten Thousand Beasts was sacrificed, the green dragon gently held its hair, and prayed devoutly.

In front of her is an ancient tablet.

Above the tablet, the bird seal script is slender.

——Qinglong Road.

While Qinglong Daozi prayed devoutly, the little donkey looked around boredly.

The Qinglong Hall was empty, so empty that it felt a little dead, and very monotonous.

The little donkey doesn't like Qinglong Palace like this at all.

But soon, the little donkey had something to do.

Qinglong Michiko began her treatment.

First let the little donkey drink water from Qinglongtan.

After drinking the water, Qinglong Daozi asked the little donkey to sit in the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Beasts and cook it.

Chi Chi was shattered, and Qinglong Daozi took the little donkey out again and let it continue to drink water.

After struggling like this for several days, the little donkey's spirit became a little weak.

Finally, after drinking the Qinglongtan water once.

The little donkey vomited.

The mouth opens to an extremely exaggerated degree.

The black willow coffin where Xia Ming was buried was washed out by the vast current.

The water in Qinglong Pond seemed to be poisonous, and the willow roots on the black willow coffin began to converge rapidly when they touched the water.

In the end, the roots of the black willow tree entangled each other and clung tightly to the tree coffin.

The moment they saw the tree coffin, the eyes of one person and one donkey suddenly lit up.

One after another, the two little hands directly touched each other.

The little donkey couldn't bear to leave his good friend.

Qinglong is also concerned about the objects in the wooden coffin.

One person and one donkey, when they looked at each other, a smile appeared on each other's faces.

Qinglong Daozi smiled, and the little donkey also opened his mouth.

【One Nine. 】

"Five-five!"

Staring into the little donkey's eyes, Qinglong showed no sign of flinching.

Looking at Qinglong's "little fat man", the little donkey revealed two rows of big white teeth.

[Twenty-eight, Qinglong! I brought this! 】

【my darling! My good buddy! 】

【You can't bully me! 】

"Fifty-five! Without me, it could kill you..."

"Without my secret technique of Qinglong Dao, brother... you would not be able to escape death!"

"Fifty-five! This matter is not negotiable!"

Looking at Qinglong's provocative eyes, the little donkey's ears slowly drooped.

【Okay, okay! Five five! 】

[The fruit tree behind the mountain... I have to go and see it! 】

【You have to promise me! 】

After giving the little donkey a hard look, Qinglong Daozi agreed.

It is a rare opportunity for the fruit to grow again!

After negotiating the terms, Qinglong couldn't wait to observe the black willow coffin.

Exquisite wood...unheard of!

Looking at its growth rings...it's simply terrifying!

Coffin style... has a strong wind of blood and fire!

The person in the coffin is definitely not simple!

His burial was absolutely horrific!

While Qinglong was frightened, the little donkey was also happy.

【Hey hehe! ] [I can eat now! 】

[Good buddy... I have to find a way to eat it too. 】

[We can’t leave it to this little fat guy! 】

……

He moved his big hand and slapped the black willow coffin.

Immediately afterwards, Qinglong's soul trembled and he took a few steps back.

Look at the little donkey, and then look at the black willow coffin in front of you.

Qinglong Daozi made a decision quickly.

She had to find a way to open this black willow coffin.

Change will happen if it is too late, don’t dare to delay.

The little donkey here is weak, which is the best time to open the black willow coffin.

As for how to open this black willow coffin, Qinglong Daozi also had the answer in his mind.

Senior Brother Shoucheng’s ax can definitely split open this weird black willow coffin!

Just do it!

After glaring at the little donkey, Qinglong said another harsh word.

"Little donkey, wait for me here!"

"I'll be back as soon as I go!"

With drooped ears, the weak little donkey had already read and answered in confusion.

【Quack quack! 】

[You don’t even call me buddy anymore...]

[Woo woo woo...]

【I am so sad! 】

Ignoring the nonsense of the little donkey, Qinglong sealed the hall and ran straight to Shoucheng's location.

After Qinglong left, the little donkey immediately got up.

Ears perked up, lips grinning.

At this moment, the little donkey still showed no sign of weakness.

Backhand to seal the Qinglong Palace, the little donkey was so excited that it trembled.

【Quack quack! 】

【good buddies! You are mine! 】

【No one can take you away! 】

【Ha ha ha ha! 】

【fatty! How do you know the wisdom of my little donkey! 】

【Quack quack! 】

……

He flew to the side of the black willow coffin.

Qinglong Daozi's helpless black willow coffin was torn open by the little donkey.

Three and five divide two, and the black willow coffin is divided into two.

Then, the little donkey saw Xia Ming lying in the coffin.

Looking at the strange-looking mask, the little donkey threw it aside.

Then, the little donkey saw Xia Ming's face.

Xia Ming's appearance has not changed, but her face is a little pale.

Looking at Xia Ming in front of him, the little donkey smashed his mouth casually.

[Baby face? It doesn’t look good! 】

[Good buddy, you’re not as good-looking as me! 】

【Quack quack! 】

Without paying much attention to Xia Ming, the little donkey looked at the Immortal Blood Anchor Sword on Xia Ming's chest.

【Stinky...】

【What a bird! ? 】

【It's so ugly. 】

Throwing away the Immortal Blood Anchor Sword, the little donkey looked at the contents of the coffin again.

Picking up the four-legged snake with its tail cut off, the little donkey's pupils suddenly became larger.

【this……】

[This seems to be the descendant of a real dragon! 】

【This is! Real dragon fetus! 】

【Who did it? So cruel! They haven’t even hatched yet! 】

Looking away, the little donkey looked at the withered grass that looked like hair.

【Falling fairy grass! 】

【OMG! This can only grow in the Immortal Land! 】

[With such a big one, how many immortals will die! 】

【wakaka! 】

Gazing across the fairy grass, the little donkey's eyes couldn't see clearly for a moment.

【Heart of Mountains and Rivers! Breath of Four Seasons! Golden blood! 】

【Nine-leaf yellow ginseng! Death Miasma Fruit! Five-color Tianling soil! 】

【OMG! good buddies! You are terrible! 】

……

When he was shocked, the little donkey noticed another object on Xia Ming's chest.

A placenta-shaped blood stem. The moment he saw it, the little donkey trembled.

【this! this! 】

【This is! Yuan Yang’s blood! 】

【Oh my God! good buddies! you you……】

【who are you! ? 】

The little donkey traveled to many places.

It has also eaten a lot of good food, so it knows the gold content of this coffin.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if you exhaust all the information of an Immortal Continent, you will not be able to collect so many rare objects.

Only the ancient clan... can have such a foundation.

Although these things are very good, the little donkey's eyes are full of vigilance.

【Something's wrong! Something's wrong! 】

Looking closely, the little donkey could see the faint black air floating on those strange objects.

That is the resentment tainted by the black willow...

If you eat these things, something will happen.

After being tortured by the black willow coffin for so long, the little donkey naturally did not dare to swallow it.

If you want to eat these things, you must first remove the black willow resentment on them.

As his thoughts floated, the little donkey looked at the Qinglongtan water on the side.

The water of Qinglongtan... seems to have the ability to wash away the resentment of Black Willow.

Looking around, the little donkey took another look at the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Beasts left behind by Qinglong Daozi.

At this point, a bold idea gradually emerged in the little donkey's mind.

[Good buddy...why isn't it a delicacy? 】

[Those strange things...maybe they are just flavor enhancers! 】

【Brother make soup! Spicy and delicious! 】

【Quack quack! 】

Take your time and do it.

With the idea clear, the little donkey directly put Xia Ming into the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Then, it added Longtan water and those rare objects.

Everything is ready, all it takes is wildfire!

How can a little donkey not have a trump card while walking outside?

How can this little problem be accommodated?

The big mouth opened, and the black fire was billowing, directly attached to the bottom of the Ten Thousand Beasts Cauldron.

From here...the miracle begins!

When the little donkey cauldron was cooking Xia Ming, Qinglong Daozi also borrowed Shoucheng's axe.

Shoucheng's ax is very mysterious, at least Qinglong Daozi can't figure out why.

But Qinglong Daozi had an intuition that Shoucheng's ax would definitely be able to cut open the black willow coffin.

Carrying the ax, he quickly rushed to the Qinglong Palace.

Although the Qinglong Palace was sealed, the little donkey could not escape.

But for some reason, Qinglong Daozi always felt that his heart strings were tight and he couldn't breathe.

It seems... something terrible is always going to happen...

"Will not."

"What could happen?"

"The little donkey is so weak..."

"What if... what if... what if this guy is just faking it!"

"Damn it! I have to go faster!"