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Chapter 337 Prestige has reached a new level, the crazy ancestor was injured

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    Between the green mountains, everything is silent, and the mountains are undulating, like a gentle girl, quiet and peaceful.

    However, in a mountain depression, there is smoke rising from cooking, and the rich smell of meat spreads for several miles.

    There is a large cauldron in all directions, with faint blue flames, and the thick soup in the cauldron is boiling. The crazy ancestor holds a long spoon in one hand, staring at the thick soup in the pot with a solemn face, frowning slightly, as if dissatisfied.

    "The material is not good"

    Just at this moment, the mad ancestor suddenly turned his head and looked to one side, where the second swordsman suddenly appeared.

    "I have seen the senior." The second swordsman politely cupped his hands, and then looked around: "I wonder if Brother Qin is here?"

    "He" Crazy Patriarch murmured to himself with a slightly bewildered face, "I'm busy with something, what's the matter with you?"

    "Brother Qin seems to be fond of soup. I still remember the thick soup made by seniors. This time, I happen to have something that is useless to keep. It's like sending it to Brother Qin to try it out."

    As soon as the second swordsman waved his hand, he saw the corpse of a large bird with silvery white wings and a belly like ink, falling aside.

    "Huh, Yue Pheasant?" The crazy patriarch opened his eyes slightly, and then laughed: "You really have a heart, I feel like I slaughtered this stupid bird to make soup."

    "When I saw it that day, I killed it." The second swordsman said very calmly.

    In fact, if he hadn't thought of Qin Yang's love of soup, he wouldn't have taken it away.

    The Crazy Patriarch looked around Yuezhi for a while, shaking his head, with a slight regret on his face.

    "The slaughter is not right. Your sword qi is too overbearing. If you smash its brain with one blow, it will make the flesh and blood smell too strong. To kill a fierce bird, it is best to cut its blood through the throat with a knife, and then hang it upside down.  Get up, let go of the blood, although it is a bit wasteful, but this way of slaughtering, the soup is the most delicious."

    Having said that, the crazy patriarch stretched out his hand and shook it, and a ray of divine light passed by, all the feathers on Yuezhi's body fell off, and the blood in his body was also drawn out.

    After putting away all these things, the crazy ancestor dealt with them while talking to himself.

    "Food is the most important thing for people. Any kind of tonic, any kind of magic stone, is not as good as eating, especially for some weak people, who can't be nourished, and the elixir is not good. It is best to eat.  In eating, only soup is the best, and soup can be divided into thick soup and clear soup.¡±

    The Crazy Patriarch put away the spiritual fire, replaced it with a three-legged cauldron with a cover, and then replaced it with an orange spiritual fire that was burning but not too violent.

    "The Yue Pheasant is a ferocious bird. Its body is too strong. It needs a slow fire to remove its evil spirit and retain its essence. It is most suitable for slow-cooking a clear soup, rather than boiling it over a high fire. It will melt all its blood and bones into the soup.  Turn it into a thick soup, and only those with strong physical foundations can bear the thick soup. The clear soup is very nourishing, but it is more conditioning and mild in nature"

    "This soup, the water used is particularly important. Spiritual water will overwhelm the guests. The thicker the spirit, the worse the soup. Instead, the mountain spring nectar is used, which is clear and mellow. It contains almost no spirit, but it is the best. The soup is the purest.  When I'm hurt, I like the soup I cook the most"

    The Crazy Patriarch said, paused for a while, and changed the subject.

    "Your wife is recovering from a long illness. Don't use elixirs and elixirs. Make soup with flesh and blood, and draw it slowly. It's the best. For the sake of sending you the pheasant, I will teach you these. Take care, I just say  once."

    After the mad ancestor had processed the pheasant, he threw it into the cauldron, took the nectar from the mountain spring, submerged the pheasant, covered the cauldron, closed it, activated the spiritual fire, wrapped it, and stewed it slowly.

    "The cauldron is too thick and the pot is the best. When cooking soup, it must not be stopped or uncovered before it is finished. It is necessary to control the heat, pay attention to the escape of evil spirits in it, and understand the quality of the ingredients"

    "Take this Yue pheasant as an example. It needs to be stewed slowly with a clear heart fire. This fire is continuous and scorching but not strong. After seven days of slow stewing, the soup will be like clear water, with the essence hidden, but it is not a kind of medicine for tigers and wolves.  Medicine, so it can be called a good product"

    The Crazy Old Ancestor explained in detail, while the Second Sword Lord listened obediently, this thing is most suitable for his wife to recover her body.

    "Thank you, Senior, for your enlightenment."

    Seven days later, the lid of the cauldron was lifted, but no scent leaked out. The pheasant in the cauldron seemed to be intact, and the soup was as clear as water, and there was nothing special about it.

    With the spoon in the hands of the mad ancestor, he touched the pheasant lightly, and the pheasant instantly turned into powder and fell into the soup. After a few breaths, it disappeared completely. No matter who looked at it, the soup was like  A pot of water.

    Filled a bowl and handed it to the second swordsman.

    "Go, drink it for your wife, and don't eat other messy things within three months."

    After the Second Sword Lord left, the Crazy Patriarch put away the cauldron, and slowly became unconscious again.??Die for one time.

    A strange black wooden amulet, this thing is Heili's token, and it is said that only those who are qualified to have their own names in Heili can have it.

    Walking in the mountains, Qin Yang thought to himself, with Wu Xianjing in hand, there is nothing to do here, let¡¯s see the Zongmen, after all, it is a bit embarrassing to know which way the Zongmen¡¯s new residence opens.  up

    Having made up his mind, Qin Yang prepared to go all the way north and return to the sect to have a look. After counting the time, after going back for a circle, it should be time for the ghost auction to start.

    At that time, I will also be able to meet my subordinates. During this period of time, I don't know if these bastards are having too much fun.

    Looking at the beast wrapped around his wrist, Qin Yang is a bit like a black donkey. He is obedient, loves to laugh, protects his master, runs fast, and most importantly, he is not cowardly in trouble

    It doesn't look like a demon beast, it shrinks into a ball when it sees people, trembling.

    Before coming to Heili, it kept this state the whole time, and Qin Yang's mouth was almost crooked.

    It's just waste, what's the use of it, several times I want to kill the stew and forget it.

    Sometimes I even wonder if there is a cowardly tactic in the Yizijue that can be cultivated by the yin beast. After it is completed, it can live in peace.

    After marching for only one day, when passing a big city, he went to the intelligence base of Daomen and took a copy of Qin Yang's exclusive Nanban monthly report to see the latest situation.

    After looking at it for a while, Qin Yang was delighted.

    The Buddha Demon Sect is simply a disaster

    The symbol of the ferocious lineage, hideously ran away with others, and Yue Pheasant of the Yue Pheasant lineage was slaughtered by the second sword lord. Only now did I know that the great monks of the Lunzhuan Temple had amazing perseverance, and they still followed the Buddha.  The Demon Cult is dead on.

    The masters of the Mofo lineage may have thought that those great monks just let go of their mouths and sat quietly to demonstrate. Who would have thought that if they seized a chance, they would be unreasonable, and they would swarm up shoulder to shoulder and beat the masters of the Mofo lineage.  Half dead.

    He repeated the harsh words again, if he does not hand over the Buddha's bones and golden body, this matter is not over, and if he has the ability, he will start a full-scale war.

    ? This is so unabashed, even in the middle, there was another time, when the second swordsman played a cameo assassin again, and when he was about to cut off Tianlin's head, these great monks also came to sit in and demonstrate by coincidence.

    On the other side, the Netherworld Demon Sect and the Nether Sacred Sect were fighting on their own side, while quietly pulling the Buddha Demon Sect's hind legs behind them.

    The three peaks of the Southern Barbarian Devil Dao are in such a mess. They suffer for themselves, but they are also afraid of being overtaken by others, dragging each other's legs.

    The other forces involved were taken aback for a while. After all, you must know that in the sects of the Nanban, besides the three peaks of the magic way, there are other sects

    These guys are also secretly dragging their feet, helping the Demonic Sect, drawing hatred from each other, and then sitting on the side eating melon seeds to watch the fun.

    Without them doing anything, these old enemies who have disliked each other for an unknown number of years, just like this, they are covered in bruises.

    Just looking at it, Qin Yang saw the news of the crazy ancestor again.

    After watching for a while, Qin Yang couldn't help frowning.

    The mad ancestor hasn't recovered yet?  Still a little crazy, delirious?

    What's happening here?  Show the enemy weak?

    These days, the Crazy Patriarch has fought with several groups of people, including those from the Netherworld Sect and the Netherworld Demon Sect.

    Moreover, he was injured?

    Once he lost his mind, fell into a trap, or was saved by the second sword king?

    When did the Second Sword Lord have such a good relationship with the mad ancestor?

    Qin Yang touched the ring on his finger, wondering if he should help the crazy ancestor.

    The Yellow Springs Treasure Book is lying in the ring, you just need to let out a message, next time or the next ghost auction, there will be an auction for the Yellow Springs Treasure Book.

    As a third party with a perfect reputation, most people will definitely believe this news directly.

    As for whether anyone would doubt himself?  Surely there will be.

    Some people may even come to trouble themselves under uncertain circumstances, although it may not be a big one.

    But on the other hand, there must be no one chasing after the mad ancestor.

    After all, there is no benefit, no benefit, to provoke a powerful lunatic is purely brainwashed.

    ?The question now is, is the crazy ancestor still crazy? Do I want to do this (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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