The immortals of the two worlds started from farming and refining pills

Chapter 72 The ancestor of fighting spirit, spiritual chef training (please order the whole book)

Since establishing the foundation, Li Qing's pace has slowed down.

His three hundred and sixty years of life gave him the leisure to watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, and to watch the clouds roll and relax in the sky.

Of course, there are no flowers on Lettuce Island in winter. But he watched the snowflakes for three days and organized a snowball fight for the little ones.

With the foundation-building strength to rely on and the loyalty of the Lane family, Li Qing no longer has to hide the differences between the three little ones.

Three big birds, A-Sun, A-Zao, and Chaoyin, team up with Fenglei and other three big birds in two teams. Li Qing serves as the referee, and the winner gets a portion of Elf delicacies.

In the end, Azao, who was afraid of the cold, and Feng Lei, who flew the fastest, won the championship and won a delicious ice drink prepared by Li Qing using red turquoise stone, bluestone and purple cloud grass.

"Oh!" After receiving the reward, Azao was so happy that he flew around Hongya Castle three times.

But when it was drinking, it saw that A-Sun and Chaoyin both looked curious, so it reluctantly shared it with its two friends.

Fenglei also had a reward: a body-building pill specially made by Li Qing, and he fell into a deep sleep after swallowing it.

As for the other two birds, Li Qing saw that they had not escaped and were quite obedient, so he took the initiative this time and asked them to sign a spiritual contract with brothers Lake and Leer.

This seems to be a good sign. After Rael contracted the Big Bird, he directly broke through to the Silver Warrior.

Lake also quickly understood the Ice Codex, and independently refined the ice runes in his body into his acupoints, achieving a breakthrough in one fell swoop.

But instead of advancing to the Silver Warrior level, he merged the runes and mana into a new extraordinary power.

This kind of power is more sustainable than the power of runes, and more explosive than mana. Its operation brings spell damage.

Li Qing rummaged through the nearly forgotten memories and finally named this power: Fighting Qi.

"Unexpectedly, on a whim, a new extraordinary path was born."

Looking at the excited Reike, Li Qing felt something in his heart. The Daoji in his body trembled slightly, and his true energy began to circulate accordingly.

The majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth rolled in like a hurricane, merged into Li Qing's Dantian, and was continuously refined into true essence.

There seemed to be a thunderous explosion in Li Qing's consciousness. The next moment he came back to his senses, he found that his true energy was not only more refined, but also sharper.

"Is this...the second level of foundation building?" He himself found it a bit unbelievable.

In the sky, the gloomy dark clouds were torn apart by the whirlpool of spiritual energy, and the snowflakes were also swept away.

The golden sunlight fell from the high sky and reflected on Li Qing, making him even more mysterious and majestic.

"Sir! What are you..." Ren and his son were stunned.

The servants of the castle even knelt on the ground. Each one of them chanted prayers devoutly and shouted: "A miracle!"

In a room on the third floor of the castle, Kailin stared at this scene with dumbfounded eyes.

The rose elf bug landed on her shoulder and whispered comforting: "Err."

Li Qingruo looked up with emotion, smiled at the elf bug, flicked his sleeves, and lifted up the servant who was kneeling on the ground.

"Sir, what did you just do?" Lake asked carefully.

"It's just a slight improvement in cultivation." Li Qing was in a good mood. He looked at Reike up and down, and suddenly his heart moved, "Are you willing to become my teacher?"

"What..." Before Lake could react, Ren kicked him on the knee, and he bowed to the ground.

Li Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It doesn't have to be like this."

Reike came back to his senses and quickly kowtowed to Li Qing: "I do! It is my honor to practice with the teacher."

Li Qing smiled: "According to what we say, you should call me Master."

Lake bowed again: "I have met Master."

Li Qing has always disliked red tape, so after receiving three bows from him, the apprenticeship ceremony was completed.

Just at this moment, a servant came to report: "My lords! The snow has stopped! Mushrooms are growing in the mushroom field!"

Li Qing looked at the clearing sky and couldn't help but laugh: "This is such a blessing."

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In the mushroom field in Pingyang, the islanders looked at the tiny mushrooms with great anticipation.

When harvesting for the first time, due to lack of experience, the quality of the Pingyang bacteria picked was not very good. Renn postponed the quota reward for the awakening ceremony to the second harvest period.

It started to snow a while ago, and the islanders were worried about the growth of Pingyang fungi. They came to check on it every day. Today, they were all happy when they found that mushrooms had grown.

Li Qing walked calmly on the white snow.

Ren and others followed him, walking creakingly, and were suddenly surprised to find: "My lord didn't even leave a single footprint."

They clearly felt that Li Qing was not riding the wind, but actually stepping on the snow.

Li Qing looked back at them and said, "It's just a simple method of lightening one's body. If you're curious, I'll teach you when I get back to the castle."

Soon, the leading islanders came over to report the situation.

"The quality of the Pingyang fungus witch medicine this time is actually better than last time. Not only are the mushrooms bigger, but the color is also more uniform."

Li Qing nodded slightly, and scanned the mushroom field with his consciousness. He was pleased to find that the mushrooms grown this time were of much better quality than the spiritual rice grown last time.

The last time the spiritual rice was slandered by three people from Li Zhao, only mortals would support it when it was made into a spiritual meal.

Thanks to the heavy snow, the Pingyang fungus this time is finally qualified to enter the restaurant in Fangshi and make spiritual meals for the Qi training monks to taste.

But Li Qing doesn't like to make these comparisons. He was farming here, and he didn't expect a good harvest, just for the elf bugs.

However, to Li Qing's disappointment, this piece of Pingyang fungus failed to breed Cordyceps elvenis.

"Sir, can we pick these Pingyang mushrooms?" Ryan asked quietly when he saw that he was distracted.

Li Qing nodded slightly, and with a roll of his true essence, he picked out the best-looking hundred mushrooms in the mushroom field: "Save these for the evening and stew a pot of mushroom soup."

Rick, who had just become his disciple, hurriedly brought a rattan basket over: "Master, I'll take it. Is there anything special about these mushrooms?"

Li Qing smiled and said: "These are all top-grade and can be used to make pills. But they taste just as delicious, and they are also good for making spiritual food."

The thoughts from the dinner that day came to his mind again, and he asked casually: "Rick, are you willing to help me stew this pot of mushroom soup?"

Rick was originally a little reserved like a "noble who stays away from the kitchen".

But he thought that his father had brewed spiritual wine, and his master had cooked coconut snails before, so it didn't seem to be a big deal for him to cook a meal.

So he reluctantly agreed.

Li Qing couldn't help but be happy. He took out a "Spiritual Food Cooking Notebook" from his storage bag and put it in the basket.

"Don't look down on spiritual cooking. This skill also requires observing the changes in spiritual energy, and using the concept of monarch, minister, assistant and messenger to mix spiritual materials to derive various wonderful changes."

"This is the same as alchemy and the preparation of medicines here. Cooking is also a form of practice."

Seeing that he was serious, Rick nodded seriously: "I will work hard."

That night, Li Qing drank a pot of delicious Pingyang mushroom soup. Well, it was made by Rick's mother, Ms. Anna.

Rick was almost kicked out of the kitchen by Anna because he mistook sugar for salt and cumin powder for pepper.

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