Food rights and wine beauty: turn a god to farm

Chapter 81 Single Dark Spiritual Root
"En." An Ning opened her eyes and responded.

Gu Ren shook his eyebrows, he seemed to feel a little upset, he felt that he had lost billions, and he was the most displeased person, "Actually, there is no need to give him the formula, that guy is nothing at all."

Even Beitang Jun can torture him in minutes without the prince being involved.

"I don't want the child to be unable to trap the wolf. Besides, it's just a few formulas." An Ning smiled lightly, saying that she really didn't care at all, as if what she gave was just a few dispensable pieces of paper.

Gu Ren choked, and complained silently in his heart, you are "just a few recipes", you must know that each of these recipes can be exchanged for more valuable things.

However, considering that there are more than [-] kinds of snacks in Yiwei Pavilion every day, and sometimes they will change and update them in turn, which is what they eat for three meals a day. Which one of the recipes is not inestimable.

Thinking about it this way, it's just a few recipes, but it's really nothing.

Gu Ren scratched his chin, and immediately felt better. After thinking about it, he asked again, "What are your plans for the Yuanshi Contest? Do you want to take the lead?"

He asked this question very firmly, as if as long as he wanted to, he could win the leader in minutes.

An Ning thought for a while, then smiled inexplicably, "Let's talk about it."

If other people hear their conversation, I really don't know whether to say they are too conceited or too confident.

At the same time, after staying for almost half a month, Wei Sichen could hardly stay any longer.

An Ning's snacks were finished long ago, and eating other food without her food was just tasteless, which made his temper more and more irritable every day.

The three immortal cultivators from the central government did not leave either. The whole of Kyoto has been very lively recently. In the palace or outside some princely houses often sang songs and feasted around the three immortal cultivators.

Wei Sichen didn't want to join in, he just wanted to go back to Liuyun Town, but his father ordered him to die.

If he hadn't been afraid of going too far and arousing his father's suspicion of Liuyun Town, he would have thrown up his sleeves and left long ago.

Seeing the commotion around him, the aroma of food and wine was originally the most soothing to his nerves, but at this moment it made him miss An Ning's delicious food even more, making him even more irritable.

He took a deep breath, finally couldn't bear it any longer, raised his hand to signal the attendant to bend over and listen, said a few words, got up and left.

Although his seat is not the closest to the monarch, it is not far away, so this move is naturally eye-catching.

Especially the monarch, when he saw him leave the table by himself, he frowned immediately.

A gleam of light flashed in the Queen's eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

Wei Sichen's attendant stepped forward and said something in the ear of a young eunuch, and the little eunuch passed the words to the king's ears layer by layer.

Although the monarch's eyebrows were slightly stretched, there was still a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes. The Queen smiled and said a few words, and the dissatisfaction in the monarch's eyes became stronger.

The three white-clothed girls among the immortal cultivators also raised their heads, following Wei Sichen away.

The other princes didn't show it on their faces, but gloating and deep disdain flashed in their eyes, and then they tried to discredit Xianxiu by toasting him.

Murong Yuan was by the queen mother's side, watching Wei Sichen leave, her eyes were gloomy, she bit her lip unconsciously, and looked at those people who made excuses to toast from time to time, and couldn't help but sneer.

Wei Sichen stood at the gate of the palace, waiting for his attendant to bring the horse over.

A white figure suddenly stepped out of the night.

Wei Sichen turned his head to look at it, but ignored it, turned his head and folded his arms and continued to look up at the moonlight.

"Doesn't King Rongtai like to be noisy?" The speaker had an excellent voice, like a warbler like a song, ethereal and melodious.

"The banquet is not yet over, and the immortal master leaves the banquet, which will make people feel disappointed." He said lazily.

"Hehe, I don't like to make noise, anyway, it's good to have my senior brother and junior brother here. Is King Rongtai going back to the mansion? Speaking of which, I haven't been to the mansion of Rongtai mansion. People say that the mansion is like purgatory. I don't know how lucky I am." see?"

The person who came was one of the three immortal cultivators, that girl, her name was unknown, her name was Yanling, and she was called Fairy Yanling by those people.

This fairy didn't know why, but from the first time she saw Wei Sichen, she seemed to have a bit of interest in him, and asked him to accompany her when she went out to play a few times, which caused many princes to regard him as a thorn in the side.

"It's late at night." Wei Sichen looked up at the moon, squinting, with a little impatience in his eyes.

The girl didn't notice his displeasure, and said with a smile, "Then tomorrow." There was no meaning of asking at all.

Also, in her opinion, in the eyes of these ordinary people, they are gods, and they need to look up to the existence of flattery. Her initiative is a charity, and no one will refuse it, and they cannot refuse it.

The impatience in Wei Sichen's eyes became more apparent, just at this time the attendant came over leading the horse.

Seeing someone coming, the girl smiled and said, "See you tomorrow." As she spoke, her figure slowly faded into the night.

In fact, Yan Ling wasn't the only one who paid attention to Wei Sichen, her two senior brothers also paid attention.

This attention is not due to discovery, but a kind of subconsciousness.

After all, Wei Sichen is also an immortal cultivator. Although he has the treasure given by Venerable Kuhuai to cover up his aura and cultivation, but he is also an immortal cultivator, and sometimes there is a feeling between them.

They didn't realize this kind of feeling, but they would pay attention to each other unconsciously because of this, and mistakenly thought it was interest.

This misunderstanding is not without trace.

Because they were all sure that Wei Sichen could not be a fairy cultivator, so they didn't think about it.

In the Mortal Continent, all children, regardless of gender, can take the spiritual root test as long as they reach the age of eight. If their spiritual roots are tested, they will be temporarily gathered in one place, waiting for the central government to send someone to take them away.

However, not all children who start from the age of eight can test their spiritual roots. Some of them who are poor or live in remote places rarely test their spiritual roots.

Because the test of the spirit root requires the test of the spirit stone, this thing is also distributed by the Central Continent, but the number is not large.

In every continent, basically only one test spirit stone is placed in some relatively large cities.

And each test of spiritual roots is not free, and it charges ten taels of silver for one time, which the poor family can't afford at all.

Chongtian Temple is responsible for testing the spiritual roots of the royal family's children.

Wei Sichen didn't take the test when he was eight years old, because he was forgotten at that time, and he only found out later when Murong Yuan asked about it.

He was nine years old when he tested the spirit root, and the result was astonishing. It was a single dark spirit root, which is considered to be an extremely rare spirit root. Not to mention the second continent, almost everyone in the three continents could not count this talent. Come.

It's a pity that only the national teacher knew about this matter at the time, and the national teacher was the Queen's person. Although he felt it was a pity, with the Queen's order, he could only strangle this bud to death.

He falsified the records, saying that Wei Sichen had no spiritual roots.

The monarch has great trust in the national teacher, otherwise he would not have thrown his newborn son out of the palace to be raised by his servants just because of his words.

This matter was done almost flawlessly, even Wei Sichen himself did not doubt it, if a Venerable Kuhuai hadn't appeared unexpectedly, he probably would not have known that he had spiritual roots until now.

But it really didn't matter if he was there or not, at least for the past 21 years, he didn't think it mattered.

(End of this chapter)