Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Ye Xiaochuan's Yiya skills are naturally impeccable. He should be the most skilled cook in the world of cultivation, and also the most accomplished cultivator in the world of chefs. This sentence describes him as having nothing wrong with him.

Everyone has his own talent, unless he is a fool with a low IQ who drools even if he doesn't speak. Yun Qiyou's talent is cultivation, which may really be related to her physique. The physique of a goddess is different from that of ordinary mortals. She has more or less advantages over mortals, so no matter what true method Yun Qiyou practices, Supernatural powers are very fast, and some genius children need ten years to achieve them.

She only needs three to five years to reach the realm, maybe even shorter.

Ye Xiaochuan is actually not very talented in the practice. If he hadn't seen the third volume of the Heavenly Book left by Situ Feng at Siguo Cliff in the back mountain, and obtained the wind-type divine weapon Wufeng Sword, he would be a fool now. no.

Although he was not good at practicing Taoism, his talent for cooking was not low. This was not only formed when he was young and had to lean on a stool to cook for his old alcoholic master, but it was also innate.

The same materials, the same cooking method, but the taste produced by different people is very different.

For example, Yang Ling'er's behavior of catching a rabbit and tying it to a stick for roasting, not knowing how to skin it and remove its internal organs, and finally burning the rabbit alive, basically means that he will never be associated with the kitchen in this life.

Making porridge requires stirring, and making large bone soup requires heat. It probably won't work in less than two hours. The two of them were not in a hurry. They just sat by the campfire and chatted about everything. Ye Xiaochuan was mostly talking about what he had experienced when he was a child. Some of the things he said were told in detail and with added embarrassment.

As for boring things like gathering a crowd to gamble with Zhu Changshui and the others, teasing the junior sister, and secretly watching the junior sister take a bath, there is no need to talk about it.

He positions himself as a young knight who is incompatible with the world. All the absurd and unruly things are misunderstood by the world. In fact, his heart is pure, kind, friendly, and noble.

It's strange that Yun Qiyou can believe this kind of self-praising evaluation. Still pure and kind? Still friendly and noble?

During the day, while riding on the back of a prison bull, someone was holding his waist and touching him dishonestly.

Yun Qiyou unceremoniously exposed Ye Xiaochuan's hypocrisy and made Ye Xiaochuan speechless.

After all, Yun Qiyou has evidence. The backs of his hands, which were bruised and bruised by her, fully illustrate the series of things that happened on the prisoner's back during the day. Unexpectedly, Yun Qiyou, who rarely spoke, had a sharp tongue. Ye Xiaochuan was resigned to being defeated and had no choice but to give in. Just as the bone soup in the pot was boiling, he took the opportunity to escape, picked up a big spoon and salt seasoning and continued his work as a fat chef. Only then was he freed from Yun Qi.

You's poisonous tongue attack.

Smelling the aroma of the meat and bone soup, the little prison cow that had just eaten raw pork sniffed and came over, its bloody mouth opening and closing, and saliva dripping down from the fangs in its mouth. , almost dripped into the cauldron.

Ye Xiaochuan was furious. He couldn't deal with Yun Qiyou. How can I, the great sage, deal with you, a little prison cow? Didn’t you see that your father has been put on the reins by this great sage? After being beaten and kicked repeatedly, the little prison cow refused to move away. Finally, it fell on all fours and pretended to be dead next to the campfire, opening its big mouth and waiting for food. Even though it was a small prison bull, it was taller than the largest buffalo in Middle-earth and weighed at least four to five thousand kilograms. Ye Xiaochuan pulled half of it by pulling its tail and horn.

God, the greedy little prison cow was not dragged away.

Ye Xiaochuan was furious at Xiao Qiu Niu's shameless and rogue behavior.

"You are Prisoner Niu, not your fourth brother Taotie. I only heard that Taotie is greedy, but not that Prisoner Niu is greedy. If you don't leave, I will go crazy if you don't!"

Seeing Ye Xiaochuan rolling up his sleeves and trying to wrestle with the little prisoner ox, Yun Qiyou couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Forget it, we two can't eat such a big pot, let's give him some later."

When the beauty spoke, Ye Xiaochuan had nothing to say, so he poked the little prisoner cow's head like a dragon's head with his finger, threatened a few words, and said: "Just wait, there is still an hour."

Ye Xiaochuan was cooking, and Yun Qiyou had nothing to do, so he took out the Demon-Suppressing Guqin, gently played the tune with his fingers, and a beautiful melody suddenly sounded.

Well, the two big prison bulls not far away are here too.

They are not as greedy as the little prison cows. They came here because they were attracted by the sound of the piano.

The nine sons of the dragon are all different. Qiu Niu is not known for his strength. As the eldest son of the dragon, Qiu Niu has the body of a cow, the head of a dragon, and the horns of a unicorn. He is born with a fondness for beautiful music. In the middle-earth erhu and pipa On the top, there are almost all totem carvings of prisoner cows.

Listening to the song "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night", the three members of Prison Niu's family were mesmerized by the song. They all crawled beside Yun Qiyou, squinting their eyes and enjoying the beautiful and elegant sound of the piano.

It's over, it's over, it's completely over. Ye Xiaochuan also wanted to catch a prisoner cow to pick up girls in China. He had saved the life of the little prisoner cow and had been with them for so long, but he didn't see any of the three prisoner cows return to China with him. mean. It's better now. Yun Qiyou played a bad song, and the three prison cows made the five fans confused.

Third way, it is estimated that now that Yun Qiyou lets them go up the mountain of swords and get off the oil pan, these three prison cows will not hesitate at all.

"Why didn't I think that Prison Niu likes beautiful music before? I am also a music master! My flute playing is not so good!" Ye Xiaochuan beat his head in annoyance, preparing to take out the Huangquan Biluo Xiao and Yun Qiyou competed, and after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. He was a master of music, and he played nonsense on his own. In terms of attainments in music, he was more than one and a half points behind Yun Qiyou. It was better not to follow suit, lest Yun Qiyou

Qiyou made fun of herself again.

Yun Qiyou gnawed on the meat bones without grace, using both hands, and his mouth was shiny.

This was the first time she had eaten in such an unladylike manner. When no one else was around, she could always let go and do things that she would never even think about before. There were many meat bones in the cauldron. Before he finished chewing one of the curved pig ribs, Yun Qiyou threw the meat bones in his hand to the little prisoner cow when he saw the little prison cow using its spiral horn to ring the bell on his back. The little prison cow howled with joy and opened its bloody mouth, but it didn’t have any mouth.

With the chewing action, the meat and bones were directly swallowed by it. Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes. It was a pity that his pot of good broth was ruined by a long-haired beast like a little prisoner cow that didn't know how to taste human delicacies.