God Level Farm

  It was a bit late, and it was confirmed that Song Qiming would come, so Xia Ruofei simply cooked a few dishes and prepared a simple dinner.

When Song Wei's car drove to Jiangbin Villa Community, Xia Ruofei had just finished dinner here.

  Song Qiming's trip was very low-key. He didn't use his own car and sat in the back seat of Song Wei's car.

   "Uncle Song! Welcome!" Xia Ruofei smiled and greeted him.

The distance between the buildings in the villa community is very large, and there are green plants between each villa to block each other. There is no doubt about the privacy, so Song Qiming does not need to cover it anymore. After he got off the car, he looked around. , And then said with a smile: "Ruo Fei, your house is luxurious enough! Looks like it is rich!"

  Xia Ruofei said with a smile, "Uncle Song, don’t forget that you are also a cultivator, and material enjoyment is not what a cultivator pursues."

   "That's different. Even if you are practicing, you will be more happy when you practice in a better environment!" Song Qiming smiled heartily.

"This is true, but the environment that cultivators value mainly depends on the richness of the spiritual energy." Xia Ruofei said with a smile, "For example, the Taoyuan Island we are going to go to for a while, even if it is a desert island, there is only one hut. It will be sweet!"

When Xia Ruofei talked about Taoyuan Island, Song Qiming also came interested. He said: "I am looking forward to it more and more! Ruofei, when will we leave? I don't have much time. I will be back the next morning at the latest. This is already It's the limit."

  Xia Ruofei laughed, and said, "Uncle Song, don’t worry. It seems we’ve got food now, so we can’t hungry on the way? I’ve already prepared a little bit of dinner. Let’s eat as soon as we eat!"

   "Okay! Let's have dinner!" Song Qiming said with a big wave of his hand.

  Xia Ruofei and a group of people walked into the villa, Ling Qingxue had already brought out Xia Ruofei's cooked meals and placed them on the dining table.

  When she saw Song Qiming, she also greeted with a smile: "Hello Uncle Song!"

   "Hello Qingxue!" Song Qiming looked at the fragrant food on the table, and couldn't help asking, "You made this? You really belonged to a culinary family. This craftsmanship is really good!"

Ling Qingxue couldn't help blushing, and said, "Uncle Song, you have misunderstood, this is all made by Ruo Fei. Although my house is a restaurant, I have hardly been in the kitchen since I was young. If you don’t pass on women, you will teach me those seniors!

Ling Xiaotian is not good at spoiling Ling Qingxue's daughter. Naturally, he will not have a patriarchal prejudice. It is also impossible to cherish himself and refuse to teach Ling Qingxue's cooking skills. In fact, Ling Qingxue himself is not interested in the profession of chefs at all and does not have much talent. And Ling Xiaotian didn't want his daughter to suffer from oil fume, so since Ling Qingxue didn't learn, he didn't teach it at all.

  Anyway, his apprentices have basically gotten his true biography, and none of his skills have been lost to him.

  Song Wei giggled and said: "Dad! I'll say that the first thing is not the main thing! Qingxue can't cook at all, her culinary skills are as good as mine!"

  Song Qiming was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "That's really too subjective for me..."

  Xia Ruofei came out and said, "Come on! Sit down and eat, everyone! Time is rushed today, and I didn’t have much preparation, so I just made a few dishes. Let’s just fill up our stomachs and set off!"

"If Fei, you are a little humble!" Song Qiming smiled and pointed to the dining table. "These dishes make people appetite at first glance. Your cooking skills are absolutely very good! No wonder I mistakenly thought it was Ling's family. The craftsmanship!"

  Everyone sat down, Xia Ruofei took the initiative to serve everyone, filled everyone with a bowl of rice, and then took out juice from the refrigerator to pour everyone a glass.

  Because he was leaving soon, Xia Ruofei didn't prepare any drinks.

  Without drinking, the speed of eating is naturally much faster.

  After a while, everyone will be full.

  Song Wei took the initiative to get up to clean up the dishes with Ling Qingxue, while Xia Ruofei took Song Qiming around in the villa.

  After everything was cleaned up, Xia Ruofei said, "Okay! Then let's go!"

  After finishing speaking, Xia Ruofei took the three of them to the top-floor terrace of the villa.

  Song Qiming was a little excited, and at the same time he was very curious about Xia Ruofei's flying magic weapon.

  Although he had heard Song Wei talk about Obsidian Flying Boat, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would still feel a little unbelievable.

  Xia Ruofei thought, and took out the Obsidian Flying Boat.

  The little Obsidian Flying Boat is in his palm. He wants to communicate with the control core of the Obsidian Flying Boat, open the hidden formation first, and then throw it out with a wave of his hand.

  The obsidian flying boat grows long in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it becomes a huge black flying boat, suspended at a height almost level with the sky.

  It was the first time that Song Qiming saw Feizhou's appearance, and he couldn't help being shocked.

  This is simply black technology! It can change the size at will, and completely ignore the effect of gravity, just floating here.

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  If the army is equipped with such a flying boat, wouldn’t it be possible to descend from the sky anytime and anywhere?

  Xia Ruofei naturally didn't know so many thoughts in Song Qiming's mind. He smiled and said, "Okay, let's board the boat!"

   After finishing speaking, Xia Ruofei took the lead to lightly touch her toes, and leapt out lightly, and landed firmly on the deck of the flying boat.

  Song Qiming, Ling Qingxue and Song Wei also followed.

  Including Song Qiming, everyone has a cultivation base. The distance between the flying boat and the rooftop is only one or two meters, and there is almost no height difference, so naturally everyone can jump on the flying boat easily.

   "Uncle Song, then we set off!" Xia Ruofei said with a smile.

   "Okay!" Song Qiming looked forward to it, and was a little excited in his heart.

"Uncle Song can stay on the deck first and enjoy the scenery of the city you manage from a high altitude!" Xia Ruofei said with a smile, "This is a 360-degree viewing position with no dead ends, and what you can see by plane The scenery is completely different!"