The Bald Monk in the City

Yi Qiu lost his thoughts looking at the black cat that was less than a slap on his shoulder...

This is the epic followers I got?

Feeling the close contractual connection between the sea of ​​consciousness and this black cat, Yi Qiu stroked his head.

Speaking of a black cat named: Andalia-Elegy, it feels a bit strange.

However, under Yi Qiu's observation, it appeared as brilliant as a starlight--it was not a pure flesh and blood creature, but existed in a form of life similar to elemental life, or even more special.

From the perspective of its attribute description, it should be a direct bloodline of a powerful existence, with incomparable sacred power surging in its body.

If Yi Qiu is in the professional vocabulary of the material world, it is at least a kind of innate creature.

It has no fixed form. The sacred blood in its body not only endows it with a source of power, but also gives it a concept-like power, which will make it appear in the material world towards the material world. The most representative form of the obscure concepts related to the world.

In a sense, this conceptual superior is the divine authority—that is the core power domain of the deity.

But speaking of it, the thing that has the deepest connection with the earth should show the nature of a human snake in his material world.

As for Starlight, Yi Qiu is not very clear, but he wants to come and have no direct contact with Black Cat.

Regarding the material concept of black cats, related mysterious legends in the material world are more related to disasters.

Either it is a mysterious cat that wardens off evil spirits, or it is the embodiment of ominous and disaster.

Disaster?

Whose disaster?

Yi Qiu thought for a while, and then stopped delving into it. After all, thinking about these things is really not his strong point for him.

Yi Qiu set up a bad wind and flew from the top of the snow-capped mountain to the temple.

At this time, Yin Zhong was roasting a piece of meat, thinking it was a wild thing he had captured in no man's land.

As for Xin'an, he rarely practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong there.

But what made Yi Qiu a little strange was that he looked outside while practicing, as if waiting for something.

Beside him, the fancy ghost girl was sitting on the steps of the temple, supporting her chin and watching them quietly.

Further inside, Ba She lay lazily on the ground.

From time to time, it raised its head and spat out the letter and scanned Xin'an, who kept making noises. The cold vertical pupil was full of disgust...

Suddenly, the originally lonely temple smelled of fireworks.

Seeing the billowing black mist coming, everyone knew that Yi Qiu had arrived.

But before they could react, Yi Qiu stepped on the black mist and landed on the platform.

Because the battle just ended, Yi Qiu still had a sort of murderous smell on his body.

Although the life field converges very little, it is still a great deterrent for several people.

Yin Zhong stood up, called the lord, and stood aside with his hand held down, still splashing oil from the meat underneath being licked by the wood.

And Xin An stayed in place blankly, looking a little restrained.

After all, Yi Qiu's current form is really not very friendly.

"Keep on baking, it's going to batter..."

Yi Qiu nodded to Yin Zhong and said.

"In terms of cooking, I also have some experience, you can teach you if you want to learn."

Then Yi Qiu thought for a while and said.

He doesn't have time to help Yin Zhong get a training manual for the Juggernaut, so it would be good to teach him some side skills.

Compared to other abilities, in cooking, he gradually improved from his hobby little by little.

For teaching Yin Zhong, it is definitely enough.

"The disciple is not smart, it is more appropriate to specialize in swordsmanship..."

Although he didn't know anything worthy of in-depth study about cooking, Yin Zhong said it directly according to his heart's wishes.

Seeing Yi Qiu, he just nodded and did not refute.

Suddenly, a hint of joy appeared in Yin Zhong's eyes. To be honest, he really wasn't such a clever and eloquent person.

But in the face of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, people always have to try to change themselves...

Although he called Yi Qiu a master, but Yi Qiu did not clearly indicate that he was a disciple.

Yin Zhong clearly remembered what Yi Qiu said at the time and called him to come here to guard the gate. He was always worried about this.

Now since Yi Qiu didn't deny it, then he could be regarded as Yi Qiu's disciple-even if it was just a verbal title.

The gatekeeper disciple was also a disciple, so Yin Zhong was at ease.

Yi Qiu naturally understood his thoughts very clearly.

After all, Yin Zhong's mood swings are too shallow for him.

But Yi Qiu thinks nothing. After all, he is not better than Xin'an. It is very likely that he will stay here long enough-if he can't fully integrate the divine power in his body before the life limit, he will not be better than ordinary humans. Where to live long.

Maybe a hundred years, maybe hundreds of years...

But at least it can be expected that he will not be able to leave for a hundred years.

After all, on this plane, this is the only place where he can practice safely-because it suppresses the power of divinity.

Regarding the divine power in his body, Yi Qiu would not let him leave.

After all, Yi Qiu had always been wary of foreign gods.

"Old...Master, I think I can learn this!"

On the side, Xin An said in a low voice with a bitter expression.

In order to achieve the good expectation that the temple will be connected to the Internet, he has been training hard during this period.

But obviously his progress is too slow, after all, there is no divine power in his body to help.

However, the improvement in physique gave him a chance to breathe from the ghost girl Shanwei's Xiaoquanquan daily, but as far as the current progress is concerned, Xin'an feels that he will be killed by a living hammer before he can complete his magic...

He feels that his low-profile version of Ning Caichen is simply miserable~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He now misses his doghouse with 100M optical fiber...

"also may……"

Yi Qiu looked at him and felt that it was indeed a bit subtle to let a salted fish practice hard work, but it would be nice to let him be a chef.

If there is enough magic cooking as a supply, he at least need not worry about the daily loss of life force by the ghost girl.

Although Yi Qiu has a lot of this kind of magic cooking, on the one hand, those are basically inedible levels for him, and on the other hand, Yi Qiu feels that maybe he can be more forgiving under the crisis of life and death.

Now it seems that Endeavour’s salted fish is also salted fish, so it’s better to let him make full-time magic cooking.

It can also be regarded as rebuilding the path of magical cooking in the material world and being a forerunner.

"Let me think about what to teach you first..."

Yi Qiu thought about it for a while, and his simple magical cooking recipe is juicy pork chops and love apple pie.

"I know two kinds of superficial magic cooking, one is pork chops and the other is apple pie."

"Both are not very complicated. The former is a bit more complicated and requires corresponding techniques and technical requirements. You may not be able to meet them. The latter is simpler. You only need to focus on the flour processing. After that, just use the oven."

"Oven? Master, there seems to be no electricity in the temple..."

Xin'an, who was listening in a daze, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked boldly.

"That's not a lot of trouble, I remember I have a portable power supply here."

Yi Qiu looked at Xin'an who was suddenly emotionally fluctuating, and said after thinking about it.

"The disciple is willing to learn this! I am tired of eating meat recently, and I would like to eat something light!"

Xin An said excitedly...

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