"Sister Yu, Sister Yu..."

The next day, Jiang Yang got up very early. When Zhu Qianyu got up, Jiang Yang caught her and served a bowl of fresh noodles: "Eat quickly!"

"...You got up early in the morning?" Zhu Qianyu looked at the steaming noodles and the monster meat inside, and looked at Jiang Yang a little surprised, "Where is Xiaowei and the others?"

"Every, there are all, there's a big pot!" Jiang Yang said with a smile, "Eat soon. After you finish eating, there's still some time before you go to the inn. I have any questions to ask Sister Yu."

Zhu Qianyu patted his shoulder with approval, then picked up the bowl and ate it carelessly: "What's the question? Ask first."

Jiang Yang took out the bad rain plate he brought back last night: "Sister Yu, did you know something about refining rain plates when you went to the workshop where you refined rain plates?"

Zhu Qianyu looked at the things in his hand and forgot to talk about them for a moment.

"Sister Yu, you also know that what my bird master taught me is something that can only be used in the fairy realm." Jiang Yang didn't need to hide anything from Zhu Qianyu. "I studied it yesterday and found that these psychic magic tools have two types of the same structure. One is a formation unit that converts spiritual energy or spiritual crystals into spiritual powers of different attributes, and the other is a formation unit that can exert the effects of specific magical powers..."

Zhu Qianyu swallowed the face in her mouth, feeling a little embarrassed: "I don't understand the formation... I only know some weapon refining techniques."

"What is your bird master like?" Jiang Yang began to ask with interest.

When I was sleeping in the drunken flowers, Lin Qiyue also got up very early.

When I arrived at the kitchen yard, I saw that Jiang Yang did not come as early as yesterday.

He clearly agreed to take care of the three meals, but he threw it away the next day!

She was secretly complaining, and she faintly heard a noise in the kitchen.

I opened the door and went in and saw something cooking on the spiritual stove.

Is this Shen Futong or Jiang Yang, who forgot to turn on the spiritual energy stove!

"Deduct money!" Lin Qiyue muttered, and when she was about to go over and turn off the spiritual stove, she saw the note beside the stove.

[If you pick up breakfast by yourself, you have to add more money if you go to the clock at the hour of the year!]

Lin Qiyue laughed, it was his tone. The description of Shangzhong was what he said when talking about Yuanbao.

Now this description is actually used by him to make his own jokes.

Lin Qiyue couldn't help but want to see what the breakfast was today, and then she realized something was wrong.

Above the spiritual energy stove, there was a rain tray hanging. Under the rain tray, there was a small gauze followed by the water made from the rain tray. In the middle of the gauze like a funnel, the deposited water passed through a small copper tube and led to the pot.

Seeing the psychic stove being adjusted to a very small fire and the Condensing Rain Tray that dripped out water very slowly, Lin Qiyue was a little confused: Can Condensing Rain Tray be able to make water at such a slow speed?

This speed seems to be to ensure that there is always water in the pot and not to burn it dry.

Is he so sure? He has not burned out after leaving it all night. So what kind of breakfast needs to be made in this way?

After uncovering the lid, Lin Qiyue was stunned.

It looks like a soft pastry, but another color of Wuhua beans is embedded on it, forming a simple pattern.

They are the faces of myself, Sister Lu and Xiao Tangyuan respectively.

Although it was just a simple scheduling, because it paid special attention to the position of the eyes, I don’t know why people could feel that I and Sister Lu were very suspicious on the pastry, while the dumplings were particularly innocent and cute.

Lin Qiyue was both ridiculous and irritated. Is this a hint that the two of them were still suspicious of him?

"...Mr. Lin, have you gotten up?" The little dumpling with a broom was still rubbing his eyes. When he entered the kitchen, he was shocked when he saw Lin Qiyue.

Lin Qiyue waved: "Wash your hands and take them out and eat."

After saying that, he tore off the note and turned off the rain plate and the psychic stove.

Xiao Tangyuan came over and saw it and widened his eyes: "Wow! Mr. Lin, this is you, the poster, and Xiao Tangyuan!"

"Eat you!" Lin Qiyue smelled the fragrance and sucked the mouth of Shengshen, "My sister and I will take it to the yard first."

"...I still have to sweep the floor. Sister Lin, please take it back."

"Travel more and you will lose weight quickly."

"Oh..." Xiao Tangyuan felt wronged.

She quickly packed the pastry and caught up with Lin Qiyue, then asked curiously: "Parent Lin, why did Senior Jiang make you so fierce?"

"He thinks you are cute." Lin Qiyue snorted lightly.

Xiao Tangyuan's face turned red: "Yes, Xiao Tangyuan is reluctant to eat..."

Back to the yard where she and Lu Wanyan lived, Lu Wanyan had just finished practicing.

After seeing the pastry, Lu Wanyan had a strange expression: "Is this fellow Taoist Jiang really a reincarnated monk? This kind of childlike fun..."

To be honest, it is really difficult to associate such a pastry with an old monster who has practiced for thousands of years.

Lin Qiyue snorted again: "It's really like a meticulous old monster, but isn't it natural for us sisters to be a little alert?"

Lu Wanyan could only smile in front of her, and then sat down quite relaxedly: "Try it, I have used my spiritual sense to check it out, no problem."

After seeing the scrutiny of suspicious eyes on the pastry, Lu Wanyan was stunned, and then laughed again: "It seems like I expected that I will check if there is any problem with what he made."

"It's normal for an old monster." Lin Qiyue smiled and changed the plate, "Sister, I'll eat you!"

Lu Wanyan looked at her with a smile and didn't care.

Even though he stared at him, this girl did not arrange for Xiao Tangyuan to do this, but took the initiative to go to him more often.

After all, she was afraid that if her slow cultivation would continue, she would sooner or later become her own inner demon and delay herself from returning to the realm of solidification.

She always protects herself like this, since she was a child.

But no matter what her considerations were, she didn't really completely reject the face of that matter.

It was three o'clock on the sun, and the Si hour was about to come, and Jiang Yang was barely on the way to Zuihuamian.

As soon as I arrived at the kitchen yard, I saw Xiao Tangyuan sitting there holding pastries, licking her lips but couldn't bear to eat it.

"Why don't you eat?"

"Senior Jiang, what's this called?" Xiao Tangyuan's eyes were full of stars.

"Fao cake. This is a little dumpling cake, hahaha!" Jiang Yang was in a good mood. "Eat it quickly. If you like it, I'll make it for you later. I'll do something first. Don't call me within half an hour!"

After that, he got into the alchemy room.

Xiao Tangyuan opened her mouth and bit the edge of the hair cake, trying to save her face, and her short legs dazzled the other side of the front hall.

After arriving at the place, he said, "Mr. Lin! Senior Jiang said this is called "fake cake!"

"...Oh. What is he doing when he comes? I have to ask him, what should I do if something happens if something happens!" Lin Qiyue stood up with her skirt.

"No!" Xiao Tangyuan slammed his mouth, "Senior Jiang has entered the alchemy room again, and he also specifically advised Xiao Tangyuan not to call him within half an hour!"

Lin Qiyue hesitated for a moment and then continued to sit down: "It's mysterious."

Seeing that the little dumplings were delicious, she reached out and pulled the little dumplings' face on the hair cake and put them in her mouth: "It's hard to lose weight, eat less."

Little dumplings are weak and pitiful and helpless.

"The face here is too fat." Lin Qiyue didn't even stop and grabbed her other half of her face, which looked like a dumpling cake.

The little dumpling ran away with the cake.

Lin Qiyue pursed her lips and her fingers, her face was lustful, then sat down lazily, looking at the view of the front yard, not knowing what she was thinking for a moment.

In the alchemy room, Jiang Yang finally completely demolished the rain plate according to the ideas Zhu Qianyu heard.

This is also due to the fact that Ningyu Pan is the lowest level of spiritual magic weapon.

Looking at the disassembled core of the Condensing Rain Disk Array Pattern, the core array unit that was not completely melted together but could fit each other tightly, Jiang Yang couldn't help but give out his thumbs.

The Eight Divine Arrays really have something to do.

He called Liu Liuliu.

Then the question is.

With these new discoveries, Jiang Yang began to have another bold idea of ​​how to become a true cultivator and embark on the path of immortality.

It is not necessary to need that spirit stone. Although Lin Qiyue always goes here, the biggest pain of licking dogs is that she doesn't know when she has to lick it.

This bold idea is worth a try. If it fails, it will not be too late to lick it again!
Chapter completed!