I am farming in the fairyland

Chapter 119

The night is dark and the moon and stars are sparse.

He should have been very happy when he found the secret treasure, but thinking that all his spiritual stones for this day were wasted, he couldn't be happier at all.

The stingy nature of the teenager broke out again.

If he had known it would take so long, he would have waited until evening to book a room in Feiyun Pavilion.

It's all right now, thirty low-grade spirit stones were wasted.

Just thinking about it makes my heart ache...

I have to find someone, bah, a dog to share this heartache!
Huang Yifan's voice carried an unspeakable sense of pain, and he patted the arm of the black pig in his arms very deeply.

He let out a long sigh, "Rhubarb, you have to hurry up and pass the assessment of a first-grade spiritual chef, become a spiritual chef, and then enter the sect to enter the spiritual canteen to earn spiritual stones!"

The big black pig lying comfortably in the boy's arms nodded heavily.

Xiangxiang has been raising it all along.

Now that Xiangxiang has been brought up, it's time to exchange it, and it's her turn to raise Xiangxiang.

Da Huang raised his chin, squinted at him for a long time, and then snorted proudly, agreeing.

cough--

Xiangxiang can't be too complacent, it has to put on a show.

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched, this dog Rhubarb is really good, and he played with him again.

Why is that arrogant look?

The corners of his lips raised, his hands kept moving, and he put the black pig on the ground.

By the way, he wiped his hand on the black pig.

Not only his actions are rude, but his words are also cruel.

"Go down and go by yourself, I can't hold you fat pig anymore."

The black pig was shocked, and shook off the black hair on his forehead that blocked his eyes, to check whether Xiangxiang was joking with it.

Just now, you obviously have been holding it for so long and didn't think it was heavy, but now you start to dislike it?
The black pig carefully recalled what happened just now, didn't it offend Xiangxiang?
Why can't you hold it suddenly.

It must be that Xiangxiang dislikes it, it is no longer Xiangxiang's little treasure.

Dou Da's eyes showed a bit of grievance, and when he looked again, Xiang Xiang took two steps forward, not planning to wait for him.

I feel even more wronged in my heart, but I still "struggle" with my short legs.

"Huh Chi Huh Chi" followed the boy's footsteps.

Rhubarb can't remember anything, only what Liu Yixiang told it, act and do a full set, and eat all you can eat.

This is not.

Trying to pretend it took a lot of effort to keep up with the boy.

……

How could Huang Yifan really abandon rhubarb, that stupid pig didn't even notice that his consciousness was wandering around it.

Secretly laughing in his heart, this fat pig walks with broken flower steps, and its thick butt crouches and twists and turns as it moves forward with its limbs.

Suddenly, he felt a strange sense of pride in his heart. Rhubarb couldn't do anything else, but when it comes to acting, he has learned a lot.

He is worthy of being his good dog, and his acting skills are not inferior to him at all.

……

He has an impression of the place where he was sent. During the day, Bai Yunfeng brought him here, following the memory in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The black pig laboriously followed the young man all the way back to Feiyun Pavilion.

When Huang Yifan returned to the middle wing of Feiyun Pavilion, the first thing he did was to take out the pink apron and the top-grade spirit stone.

Carefully touched the top-grade spirit stone, and intuitively felt the terrifying aura in the top-grade spirit stone.

He immediately stored the spirit stone in the system backpack. Don't think about it, if he dared to overestimate his strength to absorb the spirit energy in the spirit stone, he would definitely be torn to pieces by the spirit energy.

He took out the Qiushui sword and cut his fingertips.

A drop of blood dripped onto the bellyband.

In an instant, this bellyband, which looked extremely unscrupulous in appearance, established a connection with his mind.

The apron can move with his thoughts, and the teleportation array can be activated in an instant.

The blood contract was completed, Huang Yifan really wanted to try the power of this teleportation array.

However, the apron is in a damaged state, and there are only three chances.

It's not for him to play with, it's a life-saving spirit treasure, and it won't be used unless it's absolutely necessary.

Forget it, let's go farming.

Huang Yifan stopped his eager thoughts.

The young man uttered a word, and the figure in front of the big dog disappeared immediately.

When it came back, it was held in Xiangxiang's arms, and its whole body was covered by Xiangxiang's sleeve robe.

After walking for a while in the streets of Xuanming City, it changed from a black pig back to its original big dog appearance.

There are too many monks coming and going, who will pay attention to an inconspicuous foundation building monk?

And Da Huang did this to prevent being seen by the shopkeeper of Feiyun Pavilion.

A dog when you go out, but a pig when you come back?
Anyone with a brain can guess something at a glance.

Rhubarb stared blankly at the empty house for a while, secretly delighted in his heart, did Xiangxiang forget to ask him to help with farming? !

No need to farm... how wonderful!

Rhubarb happily took out the spiritual material from his storage space, preparing to practice spiritual food.

The assessment of the first-class spiritual chef is coming soon, Xiangxiang has worked so hard to farm, and it has to work harder.

There are not many spiritual materials in the rhubarb storage space, the most are the spiritual spikes that Xiangxiang planted in the spiritual field.

Dagou had an idea and decided to make a sweet soup with Lingmi.

I remember that when Grandpa Xiangxiang was still there, her grandfather made sweet soup for Xiangxiang. She was greedy and secretly licked a few mouthfuls.

That's right, it's so sweet!

Methodically wash the lingmi with the lingquan water stored in the storage space.

That's right, it is such a luxury to wash rice with the fourth-grade spiritual spring water. Who told it to have the fragrance of a rich and squire.

Big Dog tried his best to recall, but he also remembered some vague steps.

The mind is settled, this time is stable, if you do this, you are right!

The big dog took out the torch from the storage space and ignited the aura sent out.

Add water to the pot and start cooking Lingmi.

After a while, steaming hot, round and moist, the plump grains of Lingmi came out of the pot.

A very secretive look of complacency appeared on the big yellow dog's face.

Look, the Lingmi is already cooked.

That's not far from making a sweet soup!

Put the boiled Lingmi in a sea bowl, and take a spoonful of the Lingmi in the center of the bowl to eat.

Rhubarb smashed it, smashed it, and swayed around the sea bowl twice.

It matched the long-standing memory in its mind, and found that the appearance was not bad at all, so it immediately felt relieved.

He found a plate and sealed it, and the aura surged all over his body, rushing towards the sea bowl.

Rhubarb controlled the aura to heat up, and the heat around the bowl gradually rose to a terrifying level.

In just a quarter of an hour, Rhubarb withdrew his aura.

Before even lifting the plate, Rhubarb was overjoyed.

How is it so smart?

The sweet soup made from lingmi, in hot weather, the lingmi needs to be fermented for one to two days, it controls the temperature of the aura, isn't it considered fermentation?

Lifting the plate, a smell hits the face.

The big dog is overjoyed, that's what it smells like!
I couldn't wait to boil the Lingquan water, and poured half of the fermented Lingmi into the pot.

After a while, the blazing spiritual flames made the spiritual rice float.

After the rhubarb was added to the sugar, he scooped himself a large bowl.

After cooling, it licked the sweet soup.

It's just that the entrance of this sweet soup is not what it imagined, the sweet taste that is so sweet to the heart.

Instead, it has a sour taste, which is strange.

"Well--"

The big dog vomited out these sweet and sour soups, with unresolved doubts on his brows.

Why is this sweet soup sour?It's not as sweet as the sweet soup it remembers.

Rhubarb didn't want to admit that something went wrong with it, so he took a sip of the sweet soup in disbelief.

Not surprisingly, the mouth is still full of sour taste.

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(End of this chapter)