Immortal Space

  Chapter 108 Dry and seasoned

   On the fifth day, when Wang Hong was about to find Junior Sister Ke'er to bring Xiaopeng back, it happened that Senior Brother Tian and Junior Sister Ke'er had brought Xiaopeng to the door.

  Xiaopeng, who was held in the arms of Junior Sister Ke'er, was a little bit listless, but when he saw Wang Hong, he jumped directly on Wang Hong's body, rubbing against him again and again, looking extremely excited.

   "Brother Wang, Xiaopeng has been in low spirits for the past two days. We are still worried about whether it is sick. We just want you to see it. It turns out that it misses you."

  Wang Hong was also in a good mood when he saw Xiaopeng. He took out a food box from the storage bag, took out a small fish and stuffed it into its mouth.

  The small fish that Wang Hong took out were boiled with the spiritual spring water in the space. He cooked some and saved them. Sometimes when he didn’t have time to cook, it was convenient to eat.

  Senior Brother Tian and Junior Sister Ke'er smelled the smell of fish, couldn't help sniffling, took a few breaths of the aroma, and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

  Afterwards, I was a little embarrassed. After all, this is the bird food that people feed the birds.

   "By the way, there are still a lot of pills left for Xiaopeng that you gave to Xiaopeng last time." Ke'er quickly diverted her attention, took out a bottle and handed it to Wang Hong.

   After receiving the elixir, Wang Hong also noticed the little action of the two of them just now. After putting away the elixir, he took out two wooden food boxes and handed them to the two of them.

   "I don't like eating Bigu Dan very much. I made this in advance and eat it when I'm too lazy to cook. I'll give you two boxes to try."

   "Thank you, Brother Wang!"

   "Thanks! Then I'll be more polite."

  The two thanked each other after taking the food box, and then chatted for a few more words before leaving. They were eager to go back to taste the delicious food, and they had secretly swallowed their saliva several times.

  The two of them didn't have a flying magic weapon, and they were walking on a small mountain road. Ke'er saw that there was no one around, so she took two quick steps and chased after Senior Brother Tian.

  Holding Brother Tian's remaining arm, he said coquettishly, "Brother, let's eat a box here first, I'm already hungry."

   "Okay! Actually, I'm a little hungry too." Senior Brother Tian looked at Junior Sister Guazi's small face, and said very understandingly.

  Brother Tian took out the food box in his storage bag, and the two sat on the side of the road and started eating.

  Brother Tian ate two mouthfuls of small fish and was a little absent-minded.

   "Junior Sister, I recently planted a beautiful flower in the yard, but unfortunately it only blooms at night. How about going to our yard to enjoy the flowers at night?"

   "No! Trying to lie to me again!"

  Ke'er flatly refused, and continued to eat the small fish.

  Brother Tian smiled a little embarrassedly, and continued to eat fish.

   "The little fish that Junior Brother Wang cooked this time is really delicious, many times more delicious than the ones he served with wine last time."

  Brother Tian turned his mind to eating, and only then did he really discover the delicacy of this fish.

   "Yes! It's delicious. Brother Wang is so strong, he can make alchemy, and cooking is so delicious. Why don't you know anything, brother?"

  Ke’er said casually while eating the delicacy, it would be great if she could eat this delicacy often.

   "I...I can eat."

  Brother Tian's face flushed red. After thinking about it, he really couldn't think of what he would do.

   "Two little babies, hiding here to steal food, and don't know how to respect the elderly. Pity me, this old bone. I haven't eaten a grain of rice for three months, and I'm hungry and thin."

  A voice suddenly appeared above their heads. When someone got so close, they didn't notice it.

  The two men were so frightened that their hairs stood on end. They raised their heads and saw a thin and dry Taoist leaning on a branch above their heads.

This old Daoist Larry is sloppy, with disheveled hair, and a rag tied behind his head casually. The beard on his chin is sparse, long and short, obviously never repaired, and a worn-out priest robe full of oil stains , hanging loosely on his body, swaying in the wind, and a yellow leather gourd hung on his waist.

   "I didn't know that senior was coming, and I was far away from welcoming you, please forgive me."

  The two forced themselves to calm down and salute. The only ones who can appear in the sect without wearing the uniform of the sect are the seniors above the Zongmen Golden Core level. It should be impossible for outsiders to enter and leave the sect at will.

  At this time, the old man fluttered from the tree like a fallen leaf, and fell from the tree in front of the two, scaring them back a few steps.

   "Look at how promising you two are. Although I am a veteran, I am good at wine and food, but I never eat people."

  Seeing that the old Taoist didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, the two of them relaxed a little.

   "I don't know what orders the seniors have?"

   "Well, let me taste that little fish of yours."

   Opening his mouth to beg for food from the junior, his old face didn't even blush a bit. Obviously, this kind of thing has been done a lot, and he has long been used to it.

  The two breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't dare to let this senior eat what they left, so they quickly took out another food box and offered it with both hands.

   "That's right, the two little ones are filial."

  The two of them said in their hearts, if you, a senior like you, have spoken, do we dare not be filial?

  When an adult grabs a child’s candy, the child can still cry a little bit, but they don’t even dare to cry now.

  The old Taoist took the food box, opened the lid, and wiped his hand on the Taoist robe. After wiping, he didn't know whether his hands were cleaner or dirtier. Anyway, the black mud under the nails was still clearly visible.

   Then he directly reached into the food box, grabbed a small fish and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and tasting it carefully.

  Then he took off the yellow leather gourd around his waist, unplugged it, and a burst of wine smelled out. The old Taoist first took a sip to his mouth, and then raised the gourd in his hand as if thinking of it.

   "Two little dolls, after eating your fish, I invite you to drink."

  The two of them quickly shook their heads like a rattle, expressing that they never drink alcohol and pour it down when they touch it.

  The old Taoist ate all the fish, and there was not even a drop of soup left in it.

   "Good fish! Good water! It's a pity that the method was not done properly, and this good food was wasted."

  Junior Sister Ke'er thought in her heart, you still ate with such relish even if you didn't make it well, that food box is now cleaner than a dog licks it.

  Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to show any disrespect on his face.

   "Okay! I don't want to eat your things for free. There happens to be a magic weapon here, and I should be rewarded."

   As he spoke, the old Taoist grabbed a high-grade magic weapon in the shape of a flying knife from the storage bag and threw it to Senior Brother Tian.

  The two took the magic weapon, they didn't expect that a box of small fish could be exchanged for a high-grade magic weapon, they were overjoyed.

   "Who made this dish, where does he live?"

  Senior Brother Tian and the two saw that the old man didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, but was just greedy, so they told him Wang Hong's address.

  After the two told Wang Hong's address, they felt a gust of wind blowing in front of them, and the sloppy old man disappeared.

  After sending off the two senior brothers Tian, ​​Wang Hong practiced for a while with the newly acquired Guizang. After these few days of practice, he has now been able to cover up the ninth level of qi training as the eighth level of qi training.

   Moreover, in the hand-to-hand combat, as long as you don't use strength beyond the eighth level of Qi training, you won't show any flaws at all.

  Just finished practicing, Xiaopeng pestered him again, dawdling beside him.

  He took out a small fish from the food box on the stone table in the yard, bent down and stuffed it for the little guy. After feeding Xiaopeng, he turned around and found that the food box on the stone table was gone.

  He glanced around and was shocked. At some point, there was another person beside the stone table.

  A skinny, dry, sloppy old Taoist priest was standing by the stone table, holding a food box in one hand, eating the small fish inside with relish.

   "Little baby, old man, I'm so hungry, I want to eat some bird food from you, is there any problem?"

   "Wang Hong, disciple of Elder Kaiyang Peak Valley, pays homage to senior!"

  Wang Hong didn't know who this dry old man was. The one who could pass through the isolation formation without making a sound and suddenly appeared in front of him was definitely a senior in the school.

  At the same time, he pointed out that he was Gu Qingyang's disciple, and he was also covered by someone, which made the other party afraid.

   "It turned out to be Xiaoyang's disciple. Yes, he is much smarter than the disciples he accepted before."

  While this dry old man was talking, he was stuffing small fish into his mouth. I don't know how he managed to eat while talking without affecting each other.

   "Let me tell you, your fish is a good fish, and the water is good water, but your method is wrong."

  The old man commented while eating.

   "Oh! Please enlighten me, senior."

  He doesn't know what the purpose of this veteran is, in the face of the opponent's powerful strength, it is impossible to be a strong opponent.

  It is better to obediently follow the other person's words. The trouble with people is to be a teacher. Many people like to teach others in their own proud areas, and they still have a sense of accomplishment.

   "A child can be taught! Take some fresh fish out, and I will show you the real skills of a spiritual chef."

  The old Taoist said that he had already rolled up his sleeves, and took out a cauldron and placed it in the center of the yard. This cauldron emitted strong fluctuations in spiritual power, definitely much higher than spiritual weapons.

   "Is this a magic weapon?"

   "Rare is more strange, it's just a magic weapon, so there's no need to make a fuss about it?

   Hurry up and take out the fish, I'm ready, what are you waiting for? "

   "Oh, right now! Right now!"

  Wang Hong hastily took out a large jar from a spirit beast bag he had prepared earlier. The jar was filled with spiritual spring water, and there were many small transparent fish swimming in the jar.

  The old man fished out dozens of small fish from it, and skillfully removed the internal organs and gills, but kept the scales of the fish without scraping them off.

  The old man put more than half of the fish into the magic pot.

   "Bring water from the spiritual spring."

  Wang Hong took out two bottles of spiritual spring water and handed them over. The old man took the bottles, opened them and smelled them, and then returned them.

   "Don't use this to fool my old man. You didn't use this before. Don't search for it. You will benefit later."

  He thought that Wang Hong was reluctant to part with the more precious spiritual spring water. Wang Hong originally didn't want to expose this water, but he didn't expect this dry old Taoist to be too knowledgeable.

   As a last resort, he took out two more bottles of spring water transformed in space and handed them to the old Taoist.

  The old Taoist opened the bottle and took a look, then poured the bottle of water into the cauldron.

   "Where did you get this spiritual spring water?"

   Sure enough, there was such a question, and Wang Hong was organizing his words to answer it.

   "If it's inconvenient, you don't need to say it. The old man will not bully a junior of the same clan."

   "It's not inconvenient to say, this junior got it by chance in a secret realm."

  He now has something that is hard to explain and pushes it to the secret realm. Anyway, it will be sixty years after the next opening of this secret realm.

  The secret realm is so big, and every time the disciples enter it, they can only cultivate Qi. No sect dares to say that they know the secret realm well.

  Even if someone is sent to look for it the next time it is opened, so many people go in at the same time, and it is not impossible for someone to get there first.

  After hearing this, the old Taoist stopped asking questions, but lit a pile of spiritual charcoal under the magic pot.