Don’t Mess with Shennong

Mo Wangchuan wanted to kill Suzaku, but he could only think about it. Wang Ping'an was here, and he was protected by Shennongding. He didn't even have a chance to shoot.

Seeing more and more monsters, Wang Ping'an didn't intend to start a decisive battle today, so he let the Vermillion Bird spread its wings straight into the sky, and instantly put aside those big monsters.

Gu Qingcheng and Xu Qing had lingering fears. It was the first time they saw so many demons, and it was the first time they were so close.

I was flustered at first, but I was not afraid of seeing my own man, so I became confident.

"Husband, why leave? It's hard to see so many demons, kill them cleanly."

Wang Ping'an is not used to their arrogant problems: "Before saying this, take a good look at your own realm. Whenever you are in the tribulation period and you can ascend at any time, let's say this."

"..." The two women woke up instantly.

Yes, his own man is so powerful, even black dragons can be slaughtered, why do you want to escape when you encounter these monsters?

Naturally understand that there is no certainty of victory.

My little realm is all accumulated by the accumulation of spirit medicine, one or two big monsters are still fine, a group of big monsters surrounds, how can there be a way to survive?

Fortunately, I now have a fairy sword, and my chance of encountering a monster has increased several times.

Soon, Wang Ping'an flew back to Shennong Orchard, riding a Vermillion Bird.

As soon as Suzaku showed up, the few monster beasts that were taking care of their care in the orchard suddenly felt aroused, feeling the arrival of the high-level fairy beasts, and the pressure made their hearts palpitate.

"Sand sculpture, the master took another flying mount, you have no hope! Running without a trace all day, now it's too late to regret." Crescent Bear slid on the ground and said gloating.

Jin Diao looked wary and said angrily: "Go away, stupid bear! With this fat body, Tiantian is not willing to play with you, and he said that he came out of the circus, shame!"

The big yellow dog reprimanded: "Don't make any noise! ​​You don't even know what kind of monster it is. What's the use of arguing here? I want to eat a spirit fruit that can grow wings, but there is no such monster. What's the matter."

The big yellow dog grew up with Wang Ping'an since he was a child. He has deep feelings and is not afraid of being abandoned by his master. It has its own confidence.

"What are the three of you whispering over there? Come and get to know, this is the pet Vermillion I just collected." Wang Ping'an yelled at them and asked them to come and visit the fairy beast.

"Huh? Suzaku?" The big yellow dog, who had just taken a confident step, plopped and fell there, frightened by the name of Suzaku.

The Golden Eagle encouraged: "Suzaku...what's wrong with the Suzaku? The master has killed a unicorn... and I also heard that the master also killed the black dragon in the East China Sea."

"And then? What do you want to express?"

"I, I don't know anymore, don't say anything, go to see Suzaku, after all, they are fairy beasts, known as descendants of the phoenix."

"..." The three domestic monsters, dejected and listless, went to see the Vermilion Bird.

Wang Ping'an did not want to intervene in the complicated status disputes between pets. He returned to the villa, swept through with a spirit, and summoned all the cultivators back.

The first is to check everyone's progress in cultivation, the second is to teach them some new spells, and the third is to let everyone try new things and taste the taste of dragon meat.

Wang Ping'an felt that the human task was almost completed. Before he soared, he couldn't let go of these weak and helpless friends.

I am afraid that after I soared, those thousand-year-old factions bullied them.

If they didn't raise their realm to a certain height, he would be uneasy to walk.

Fortunately, everyone is very hardworking and can see that Wang Ping'an is anxious, no one dares to be lazy at this time.

Even Wang Fengxi, who was in school, had cultivated to the level of three-point return to the Yuanhua Golden Core.

Several Fanhua flat peaches are supplied in unlimited quantities and delivered as soon as they are eaten. If this does not continue to break the border, it will be hopeless.

After all, even workers who are as stupid as the war committee have cultivated to the peak of their concentration.

Yes, the talent is not enough, the elixir will come together.

Today was exactly Saturday, and Wang Fengxi went home to rest, just in time for this major inspection.

Wang Tiantian has already started, a little child who has cultivated for so long, not only can he understand the meaning of cultivation, but he has also cultivated to the third level of the Qi refining stage, jumping around on the peach tree all day, light as a swallow, like a little monkey Stealing flat peaches.

"Very well, I'm very satisfied with your cultivation speed, so I teach you the thunder method I am best at. Then, I will make all of the remaining half black dragons, so that everyone can relieve their greed."

"Thank you, boss, boss!"

"I wish the boss to marry the bride every day, and to be the groom every night...Oh, Mr. Gu, Mr. Xu, why are you hitting me?" The war committee showed off the red envelope thank you just learned, but was beaten by Gu Qingcheng and Xu Qing.

"If you can't speak, just say a few words less."

"Oh, okay." The war committee was not convinced, but the lady boss said so, she had no room for refutation, otherwise this meal of dragon meat would definitely not be made.

Everyone laughed, especially Wang Tiantian, who laughed most happily.

She has walked out of the shadow of the death of her parents, lives in the orchard, and has a very happy day.

Two hours later, Wang Pingan taught the most terrifying thunder methods to everyone.

These people can be regarded as their own direct descendants, and they are all people who know their roots.

Only Qin Xiaoyu has a longer relationship, but this person is very good at being a human being. After so long of getting along, he has long been trusted by Wang Ping An.

In order to be able to cultivate assiduously, he didn't even return home. That so-called rich man did not attract him much.

Unless the boss, Wang Ping'an, wants to sell jade, he will send people over to send money.

While everyone was practicing, Wang Pingan had already started cooking dragon meat.

The old rules, braised, steamed, spicy, barbecue... a large portion of each, when it is almost cooked, he invites his parents.

Parents must not be forgotten for such an important meal.

Not long after, everyone gathered under the peach tree and began to taste the dragon meat.

The mother exclaimed, "This is dragon meat. Don’t say, it tastes really good. It has the freshness of fish, the strength of beef, and a peculiar smell of mushrooms, especially the spices for cooking it. It’s very strange. One bite, it feels like the body is slightly lighter, and after eating it, we won't fly, will we?"

The father disagreed a little, and grinned: "Come on, the last time I ate unicorn meat, you said it tasted like donkey meat, but this time eating dragon meat, you said it tastes like fish meat? It was a filial piety to my son. "

"You can, as long as you can, then what is the taste of dragon meat?"

"Let me say... Dragon meat is... meaty anyway! Fragrant, special fragrance, can't describe it, I have eaten it for the first time in my life, how can I compare it? It's more delicious than the last kylin meat ."

A father who is not much educated, speaks very plainly.

Wang Tiantian, who was drooling while eating meat, suddenly turned her head and glanced at the Suzaku squatting on the roof, and asked innocently: "Uncle Ping An, is the Suzaku meat delicious?"

"Gah?" Suzaku, who was tasting a piece of roasted dragon meat in his mouth, felt that the dragon meat was not fragrant in an instant. How did this flame burn itself?