Food rights and wine beauty: turn a god to farm

Chapter 580 A Letter
An Ning, who had already returned to the inn, didn't know that her life experience might have been exposed, but since she showed the Nirvana knife, she was not afraid of being dug out.

At this moment, she is being pestered to make meat sauce, so Qiongfeng specially took Xiao Yu and Yue Xian to wait for a bunch of small ones to hunt in the far forest, but Fenghuo pythons are not hunted everywhere, let alone advanced ones. .

In the end, Wei Sichen bought the Fenghuo Python from the sub-building of Kuntianbao Pavilion, but it was only level seven.

The energy of the Fenghuo python is relatively strong, if it is too advanced, it will not be able to withstand the low level.

An Ning made a new Fenghuo python sauce meat, but this kind of spiritual food is more suitable for people with wind spirit root and fire spirit root, especially those with five spirit roots. This is also the biggest advantage of spiritual food.

Pills can only target one thing, while spiritual food can retain many elements in food, which is most suitable for people who do not have a single spiritual root to absorb and cultivate.

The world of immortal cultivation regards less spiritual roots as higher aptitude and potential, not because having more spiritual roots is really bad, on the contrary, more spiritual roots means more skills.

But if there are more spiritual roots, it is equivalent to dividing and feeding every bit of spiritual energy absorbed, so that the upgrade speed will be double or several times slower than that of people of the same level.

The most important thing is that there must be a balance between the spiritual roots, so people with multiple spiritual roots must constantly look for elements to absorb and replenish, and they must also ensure balance.

Just like An Ning's dual spiritual roots of fire and wood, once they lose power, the problem in the early stage is not obvious, but there will be more restrictions in the later stage, so she needs to auction the fig root at the auction to practice.

In this case, spiritual food is undoubtedly the gospel of non-single spiritual root cultivators. It can harmonize and absorb several elements and ensure the balance of element absorption in the body at any time.

However, eating food with wind and fire elements has little effect on people with non-fenghuo spiritual roots. At most, they will refine and eliminate the absorbed attributes when practicing later. This is not a problem for foodies.

"An Ning, cough, let's discuss it." With a piece of meat in his left hand and a plate of sauce in his right, Qiong Feng managed to swallow the meat stuffed in his mouth, and then said to An Ning with a smile.

An Ning raised her eyebrows, and immediately said, "No." You don't need to guess what he wants to discuss.

This sauce meat seems to be very simple to cook, but in fact there are quite a lot of processes. She is also a perfectionist and absolutely does not want to have a flaw in a certain link or finished product, so it will be very troublesome and tiring to make it in large batches.

If she's interested, it's okay to say, let her do it now, absolutely refuse.

"I haven't said anything yet." Qiong Feng's face was darkened.

An Ning rolled his eyes at him, "I know what you're thinking without opening your mouth, there's nothing to talk about anyway."

The rest of the people immediately laughed out of embarrassment.

Qiongfeng was depressed, pursed his mouth, and turned to complain to his parents.

Mu Yuan sat at the table, eating meat slowly with chopsticks, his movements were elegant and casual, and he was in a different world from those who had no image of grabbing meat.

Of course, there is an old god who does not need to grab the meat. No one dares to grab the meat next to him except An Ning. Even Kangkang knows that he can grab anything from his father, but he can’t grab his mouth. Side food and mother.

If An Ning heard this sentence, she would be very 'relieved'. She is actually at the same level as food, so congratulations.

A few people were eating when there was a knock on the door.

The closest Yanmen disciple put down his chopsticks reluctantly, and then quickly walked over to open the door.

"Several guest officers, excuse me, someone sent a letter outside, saying it was for Miss An Ning of the Liuli Palace, I don't know who is..." The shopkeeper Zhang stood outside the door, even though he smelled the tempting fragrance, he was extremely curious , and didn't dare to look in casually, just smiled and held up the letter.

The people in the room naturally also heard his words.

An Ning tilted her head in doubt, then got up and walked over.

The Yan Sect disciple hastily stepped aside respectfully.

An Ning looked at the other party, her gaze fell on the brown envelope, feeling a little puzzled.

In the world of immortal cultivators, sound transmission stones or jade slips are generally used to send letters, and there are not many people who can write letters specially.

And who would send her some letters specially, she doesn't know many people here.

"I'm An Ning." She smiled slightly at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper also recognized her, and immediately handed over the letter.

An Ning took it, looked at the envelope, there was no signature on it, and asked, "Does the shopkeeper know who sent it?"

"It's a man, but he's wearing a hooded cloak, so he can't see his face clearly. He just said to give you this letter, and you'll know after reading it."

"OK, thanks."

"you are welcome."

When the shopkeeper left, An Ning closed the door, turned around and walked back with the letter.

Everyone was staring at her now, but it was just a subconscious move, not out of curiosity.

Wei Sichen swallowed the meat in his mouth slowly, took a sip of the wine, and then said, "What's wrong?"

They also heard the conversation outside just now.

An Ning shook her head, not shying away from it, immediately opened the envelope, took out the letter paper and opened it to read, but after a few glances, her brows furrowed.

The content of the letter is very simple, only a few words, to the effect that he wants to talk to her about Feng Qingqing, and he can tell her anything she wants to know.

She immediately recalled what happened today. Among them, there were only two people related to Feng Qingqing's matter, one was Guan Ju, but after returning to the inn, he had already explained the sword technique to the other party half-truthfully, since he got If the answer you want is gone, then you will not deliberately write such a letter again.

Then it might be arranged by Feng Qingyu, or someone from the Feng family.

Wei Sichen raised his hand to take the letter in her hand, glanced at it, and raised his eyebrows.

"Go?" He looked up at An Ning.

An Ning thought for a while, then nodded.

At any rate, there was an action there, and she took the initiative to expose things related to Feng Qingqing, just to attract the attention of the Feng family and let them take action, so that they can take corresponding actions and make plans.

And what she wants to know more is the truth about Feng Qingqing's incident back then.

I thought Guan Ju would know something, but who knew that he knew less than her.

Guan Ju was just someone Feng Qingqing met and rescued in a secret realm, and the two were trapped in the secret realm for several years for some reason.

Guan Ju's sword skills were not taught by Feng Qingqing, but he learned it after watching Feng Qingqing use it. In fact, it can only be regarded as imitation, so even if he knows those moves, he has no power at all.

After the two successfully left the secret realm, Feng Qingqing returned to Feng's house, and they never saw each other again.

Guan Ju, because of the opportunity he got from the secret realm, also found a place to practice in seclusion, which lasted for more than ten years.

When he came out and planned to ask Feng Qingqing to repay his kindness, he only found out about Feng Qingqing. At that time, Feng Qingqing had been missing for almost five years, but he was said to be missing, but he had actually passed away.

(End of this chapter)