Indescribable Invincibility

　　 Xia Post is in a daze, and the whole person is stuck.

Become stronger?

　　Eun Gong is joking, right?

　　 After seeing Fang Xuan's smile, he thought he was joking.

　　 Fang Xuan's eyes turned to think Xia You, and the corners of his mouth arched.

　　 This is indeed a joke.

　　 But it can be said that it is not a joke.

Because……

　　 He has some things that are very annoying, and it has been a long time ago.

　　 He hates baldness.

　　Hair still has to be cherished.

　　 how to love it? Maintenance is one kind, and the other is to improve the cultivation base. The higher the cultivation base, the less likely it is to lose hair.

　　 So getting stronger is not a joke.

　　 "So that's it." Xia You nodded without understanding.

　　 He doesn't understand the reason why baldness becomes stronger.

　　 But he understands one thing.

　　En Gong is good in everything, but there is a bottom line.

　　 can't seem to touch his hair, something will happen...for example...some people will die.

　　 "Thinking about hair loss, I almost forgot one thing." Fang Xuan stopped walking towards his courtyard.

　　 He turned and walked towards the front yard.

　　 When passing by Xia You, Fang Xuan patted him on the shoulder, "You go to Xiao Er or Zhang Guanshi to prepare meals, and the best ingredients are used."

　　 Xia You watched Fang Xuan's footsteps keep on, "Yangong, what are you going to do?"

　　 "Go to the kitchen to borrow a pot."

　　 Borrow the pot?

　　En Gong is going to cook?

　　 Obviously not, otherwise the inn has to prepare a good banquet on the table.

　　 Xia You didn’t understand, he chuckled and shook his head. I wanted to do so many things, and Eun Gong’s work is hard to guess.

　　 Front yard inn kitchen.

　　 Fang Xuan opened the curtain of the white cloth, a rush of heat rushed towards his face.

　　 The dark walls of the kitchen are caused by perennial charcoal smoke. It is no different from other places. There are all kinds of pots and pans inside.

　　 There are ten stoves, and each stove is full of flames, and two figures are busy in it.

A fat man who is fatter and taller than the fat little Er, is naked, with a greasy white cloth around his waist, busy back and forth, and the other is an old woman who looks very kind, coiled with silver wire, and carries it on her left hand. The golden bracelet seems to be the previous dowry.

　　 The old woman is much cleaner than the fat cook, or the old woman does not seem to work in the kitchen.

　　 When Fang Xuan walked in, the fat chef and the old woman looked over.

　　 "This son's kitchen is dirty. It's not for you to come. It will stain your clothes."

　　 The voice of the old woman came, and the voice was so soft that people couldn't help being close, and couldn't help thinking that this was a very good old man.

　　 Her old man smiled and said, picking up the seasoning in her hand and throwing it into the pot without fail, she was extremely skilled.

　　 "It won't get in the way."

　　 Fang Xuan waved his hand, completely ignoring the oily smoke inside.

　　 Upon seeing this, neither the old woman nor the fat chef was trying to persuade.

　　 The fat chef spoke, with a deep voice and full of breath, "Is there anything for the son to come here? Is there anything we can help?"

　　 "I'll borrow a pot."

　　 "Borrow pot?"

　　 The old woman looked surprised.

　　 "Oh?" The fat chef poured out the cooking pot in his hand, turned his head to look at Fang Xuan, "What pot to borrow?"

　　 Fang Xuan nodded, "Yes, you can borrow any pot, as long as it is the pot here."

　　 "Ordinary people say that the son is extraordinary, and he is really extraordinary, and he is very familiar with us."

　　 The old woman smiled.

　　 Hearing this, Fang Xuan smiled, "I am an acquaintance, but not an acquaintance."

　　 "I am indeed an acquaintance, but not an acquaintance." The fat chef agreed, and there was a different color in his eyes.

　　 "How about borrowing this pot?" Fang Xuan walked to the nearest pot and said.

　　 "Our pot is not cheap, I'm afraid we can't help people like the son to use it."

　　 said the fat chef.

　　 "Affordable, I didn't intend to use it badly, so I just borrow it for one day, can I borrow it?"

　　 "Yes, but we are small business, the son remembers it, life is not easy now, it costs a lot of money to buy a pot." The old woman said kindly.

　　 Fang Xuan nodded, took the pot and left.

　　 "……"

　　 "……"

　　 The two were speechless.

　　The pot asked you to take it away, but you put down the dishes in it.

　　 "Sure enough, an interesting person." The old woman put the sauce in the pot beside her.

　　 The fat chef raised his brows.

　　 "Meng Po, what he just said was that he can use my pot, but because it only takes a short day, it won't be bad?"

"Yes."

　　 Po Meng responded.

　　 Hearing the words, the fat chef's eyes flickered.

　　……

　　Backyard.

　　 After Xiayou ordered Guanshi Zhang for dinner, he stood at the entrance of the small courtyard.

　　 "En Gong."

　　 Looking at Fang Xuan coming from a distance, Xia You was shocked.

　　 Fang Xuan's shape is very peculiar.

　　 Mingming is dressed like a gentleman, but how can he hold a pot in his hand and chopsticks in the other hand, holding the vegetables inside from time to time.

　　 This is really borrowing a pot.

　　 "Have you ordered?" Fang Xuan asked Xia You.

　　 "I've ordered, let them prepare spiritual dishes."

　　 Hearing these words, Fang Xuan nodded slightly and walked into the small courtyard.

　　 after entering the small courtyard.

The formation of the 　　 small courtyard was opened again.

　　 "You are standing at the door, if someone comes later, you will notify me." Fang Xuan smiled.

　　 "Someone is coming?"

　　 Xia Post was shocked.

　　Tu Sinan? Or summer, spring and autumn?

　　 He finally understood why Fang Xuan wanted him to prepare wine and food.

　　 "Someone who wants to kill me is coming." Fang Xuan grinned.

　　 Soon he walked into the bamboo house.

The formation of 　　 Bamboo Tower is also opened, double isolation.

　　 Looking at the pot in his hand, it was greasy and empty.

　　 Fang Xuan splashed the pot on the floor at the door, and the oil poured out.

　　 The pan was clean and there was no oil at all. It was a real non-stick pan.

　　 There is not much to say.

　　 He sat cross-legged on the futon in the building.

　　The pot is placed in the front.

　　 Those hands that women would envy are in Jieyin.

　　The ring was glowing, and the materials flew out one by one, flying in front of the pot.

　　 "The sky is on the fire." Fang Xuan whispered ~www.novelmt.com~ There was a weird flame under the pot, which seemed to be an attribute of the pot itself, very weird.

　　 Outside, Xia You saw this scene and was utterly astonished.

　　 "This pot is so amazing!"

　　 He has found out that it is an extremely ordinary pot.

　　 Next.

　　 Xiayou felt that he had completely become a wooden man, a fool without emotion.

　　 No, it's not that there is no emotion, it should be that there are only people with brain diseases who are shocked by this emotion.

　　 He doesn't know what a refiner is.

　　 But his instinct told him that the picture in front of him was a refining tool, or the real refining tool, which was completely different from the coquettish **** outside.

　　 Fang Xuan made seals on both hands, the pot in front of him became the universe, and the stars and Beidou were those materials.

　　 The mysterious lines and Dao lines that he couldn't understand all appeared in Fang Xuan's hands. Xia You was so dizzy that he almost fainted.

　　 "Huh."

　　 Xiayou panted, eyes sore.

　　 can't keep watching.

　　 He has a feeling that something is going to happen.

　　 "En Gong can still refine tools? Is he a refiner?"

　　 is more than a refiner.

　　 Now if Fang Xuan said that he is the ancestor of the refining world, Xia You would believe it.

　　 Xia You had seen a match with a refiner before, and he understood that time, but that time he had no other emotions, and he was even a little boring.

　　 That is a master refiner, I heard that he has refined a **** overlord.

　　En Gong is completely different from that master refiner.

　　 Xia You had an urge to find the master refiner, spray him and scold him, this person delayed his view on the refiner...

　　……

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