Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Just when Niu Youliang opened his mouth wide and had not yet reacted, Song Yunxi took the initiative to take the huge roast chicken and put it on the table.

The wine was removed, and the whole room was filled with a strong aroma of burnt and meat.

Chen Mo smelled it, and there seemed to be some indescribable, faint herbal fragrance mixed in it.

This added a bit of deliciousness to this spiritual chicken.

Often the best ingredients only need the simplest cooking methods.

Roasting - the simplest, most primitive, and most delicious processing method, combined with the unique flame technique of the monks, can make the whole chicken mature quickly while being crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with rich juice.

Song Yunxi picked up the dagger, cut a piece from the chest, and put it on the plate next to Chen Mo.

"Brother Chen's chicken, try it first!"

Chen Mo was not polite. He had been in this world for five or six years, and he had not eaten any other ingredients except spiritual rice.

Although he had raised this chicken for two and a half years, in front of delicious food, the taste buds still prevailed.

A bite, crunchy.

From the initial crispy fragrance, to the firmness and juiciness of the chicken, the fragrance lingers between the lips and teeth.

Delicious!

The spiritual chicken is worthy of being a spiritual chicken!

Even if it is just a piece of meat on the breast, it is so delicious.

It is worth raising it for so long!

Just after the chicken was eaten, a faint and soft spiritual energy flowed along Chen Mo's esophagus and then to the stomach, slowly spreading, and finally blending into the body without hindrance, becoming a part of the body.

[Huaishan Yangqi Jue +1]

In front of him, bright yellow font floated.

After practicing the skills for many days in a row, he actually gained a little experience in this situation.

Chen Mo also knew that this was a natural result, not a bite of spiritual chicken to add a little experience.

But this also shows the effect of spiritual birds on cultivators!

"How is it?" Song Yunxi smiled and looked at him.

"It is worthy of being raised by me." Chen Mo laughed, took the dagger, and cut off a piece and handed it to the other party.

Then he also shared a few pieces with Niu Youliang, Cui Ji, Yun Rou, Yu Xi, Hong Yan and other female cultivators.

As the owner of Guchen Market, he could not have spiritual birds and animals every meal, but he could eat them every three to five days. However, this was the first time he had seen such a big spiritual chicken.

It was really weird.

He took a bite.

The taste was not bad, but it was not amazing.

The spiritual energy contained in the meat was normal, but the meat was firmer and chewier, and you couldn't stop eating it.

It was very wonderful and hard to describe.

After eating a plate, Niu Youliang looked at Chen Mo and asked, "Is this the spiritual chicken you raised?"

"Yes."

"Niu Fangzhu! Don't think about my brother!" Song Yunxi said quickly, "He has already agreed to go to Baishe Market with me!"

As he said that, the new owner laughed out loud.

"Haha! I can eat this delicacy every day in the future!"

"Master Song, what are you talking about!" Niu Youliang pretended to be stern, "How can I force you, but when your spiritual chicken grows up, I will buy one or two, how about that?"

"That's fine, as long as the price is right!"

"Money! No problem!"

In Room No. 2, several people were talking happily.

As they were drinking, the moon was already on the willow branches outside the building.

Chen Mo drank a few more cups, but he didn't get drunk. He ate a few more bites, but he didn't feel full.

It was just in this moment that he felt the benefits of having strength and status.

Before he had strength and status, he seemed to be surrounded by enemies, from Yin Zheng to Jie Xiu, and from Xiao Changhua to He Zhiping, even the little people were fighting each other.

But with them?

The once unattainable Master of Guchenfang Market could also be close to him and drink with him.

It seemed that everyone around him had become a good person.

Of course, Chen Mo knew very well that the reason Cui Ji and Niu Youliang gave him face was not because of the spiritual chicken that was taller than a human, but because of Song Yunxi!

Before the other party became the master of the temple, he would say a few good words even when he saw Cui Ji, the butler of the Niu Mansion.

But what about now?

Niu Youliang came in person!

Wine does not make people drunk, Chen Mo is extremely sober.

Hard training, hard training! I have to continue to practice hard in the days to come!

The time of eating and drinking is happy but not short.

Nearing the end of the night, the slightly drunk Song Yunxi hugged Yun Rou and walked into the inner room leisurely.

Niu Youliang, who was in high spirits, ignored the beautiful concubines at home and selected three beautiful female cultivators from the Wenxiang Pavilion and entered the Tianzi No. 1 room.

Mei Hua was a little eager to try, and after being seduced, she also followed the other female cultivators.

In the end, only Chen Mo, Hongyan and Yuxi were left in the room.

"Yu Daoyou, you go and have a rest." Chen Mo picked up the wine glass and drank another pot.

The cold-looking actress glanced at Hongyan, and when she saw the other party nod, she retreated.

"Come on, Chen Daoyou. Here's a toast to you!"

Hongyan raised the wine pot directly, and the two smiled at each other.

"Chen Daoyou, are you really going to the White Snake Market?"

Chen Mo nodded: "You can grow crops anywhere?"

"Daoyou, the status of a spiritual plant husband is not high. Now that Manager Song is the owner of the market, why do you have to do that kind of..."

Before the other party finished speaking, Chen Mo waved his hand and signaled the other party to stop.

Hongyan also knew that she had said too much, so she punished herself with a glass.

"Do you think I'm particularly lucky? Clinging to Song Yunxi's thigh?"

"No, no, no, it's not!" Hongyan hurriedly denied.

Although I have this idea more or less in my heart, I must never say it out loud!

"So what?" Chen Mo smiled mockingly, "It was Brother Song who pulled me out of the fire pit."

Hongyan knows.

That time, all the Lingzhifu above the third level of Qi Refining in Guchenfang City died.

"You gave me peaches and you gave me Qiong Yao. I, Chen Mo, have no other abilities except planting a field and raising chickens. If I give up my identity as Lingzhi's husband, wouldn't I really become what you call your uncle?" …”

"Brother Chen, what are you talking about?"

Here, Chen Mo is still chatting with Hongyan.

Over there, Song Yunxi had already dressed and walked out.

"Holy shit, are you done?"

How long has it been?

Is there time for half a cup of tea?

As soon as these words came out, Song Yunxi's face suddenly turned red.

"I haven't touched Yunrou in two years. Her waist, that butt... what are you talking about!"

He quickly straightened his face and looked very serious.

"Hongyan, Hongyan, do you think Brother Chen is trying to impress me?" Song Yunxi suddenly changed the subject.

"ah?"

"You have to know that I was the one who forced him to become a sworn sworn brother!"

"ah?!"

"Brother Chen, if you can go to Baishefang City with me, I will wake up laughing in my dreams. Do you know why?"

"Ah? Ah!"

Question after question kept irritating Hongyan, leaving her with no time to think.

"No...I don't know!"

"He's a breeder!"

"Breeders? Breeders...there are...a lot of them, right?"

"Do you know what his breeding rate is?"

"Two...twenty?"

"Haha!" Song Yunxi laughed loudly, "You underestimate me, Brother Chen!"

"Ten to one! That's a ten to one breeding rate!"