".Is the element of wood related to nature?"
The storyteller proudly showed off the bamboo joints he had created using his spiritual power, and attributed all of this to the Master Mianlong in his mouth.
But Su Yan could tell at a glance that the storyteller in front of him already had the strength of the Qi Refining Stage. He used his own blood to convert a small amount of spiritual power, and then transferred it into the bamboo chopsticks to generate such a magical performance.
The storyteller must have just been promoted and has not truly awakened to the nature of wood. Otherwise, the bamboo chopsticks should have turned directly into a rootless bamboo instead of symbolically growing a few branches and green leaves.
The storyteller in the lobby, with a proud look on his face, held up the emerald green bamboo joints he had spawned and pointed it directly into the faces of the diners who were mocking him for believing in sleeping dragons.
"I'm really envious!"
Huang Yin looked at the storyteller with a look of envy, and then looked at Su Yan, who was sitting opposite him.
The people of the Huang family have no talent for cultivation. Even if the Hong Ling ancestor is in charge of the family and uses all methods, the limit of the Huang family is the golden elixir. This is based on the fact that the life span of three hundred years is increased during the foundation building period.
In terms of normal life span, whether the Huang family can reach the foundation building stage is a question.
Therefore, Huang Yin was particularly envious of those monks who had the talent for cultivation. Even though they were just rough storytellers, they could advance to the stage of Qi refining through intentional or unintentional breathing.
"So you two want to believe in Lord Mianlong?"
After the storyteller finished talking to the diners, he looked at Su Yan and Huang Yin with great interest and recommended:
"We in Mianlong Dao believe in the true dragon. Our only teaching is to worship the true dragon. We don't care about wealth or sex. We just want to describe the greatness of the true dragon to the people around us!"
"Sorry, I just came here to play"
Su Yan smiled and waved his hand, rejecting Amway and forgetting about believing in the dragon clan!
It was too late to hide, so he took the initiative to join a group of people who had a lifelong desire to find the real dragon.
Huang Yin waved his hand to the storyteller slightly hesitantly.
"Really? That's a pity." Seeing this, the storyteller didn't continue to pester him. He shook his head and returned to his seat to tell everyone a story for free.
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After being interrupted by the storyteller, Huang Yin's dishes were delivered to the table one after another.
Although Heishui City is close to the sea, the dishes are mainly based on mountain delicacies and game, not seafood.
Seafood in the cultivation world is a luxury product. Except for the Sharman tribe and some sea tribes who sell it, most of the seafood requires monks to risk their lives to catch it in the sea. Therefore, the price of seafood is very low, and ordinary restaurants or inns will naturally not stock it.
"Pooh"
Su Yan picked up a piece of stir-fried meat with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it slightly. As he chewed, a fishy smell similar to that of inferior mutton made Su Yan couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out the meat, with a look on his face. Cold expression:
"The fried black goat meat doesn't taste right. Maybe it went rancid due to improper storage in the kitchen."
"Black goat? It's not Senior Lasu."
Huang Yin saw Su Yan's cold expression as if he had been struck by lightning. He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "The black goats have all been sold out. This is wild boar fried meat. The fishy smell may be due to the boar and the old ones." reason."
The quality of wild boar is very unique, with crispy skin and sweet and tender meat inside. However, the above adjectives are all applied to young boars that have just grown up.
Once the wild boar is in heat, the meat will emit a weird fishy smell and is no longer suitable for light cooking techniques. The only way to cover the smell is with chili and ginger.
Su Yan's five senses were so sharp that he could taste the smell that the cook tried his best to cover up in one bite.
Huang Yin smiled and picked up a piece of fried meat. After chewing it for a while, he shuddered and spat out the piece of meat:
"Why is it so unpleasant for the shopkeeper!"
Huang Yin tasted the stir-fried pork. The smell of inferior mutton went straight to his head, and the meat was as good as old scalper.
Huang Yin was a native of Blackwater City. After one bite, he realized that it was not that Senior Su was sensitive, but that the dish in front of him was indeed a big problem. No matter how old the wild boar meat was, it would not have such a mutton smell!
The smell of old wild boar is a bit like heather, and the meat should be very difficult to chew.
"Hey? What's wrong, sir?"
The innkeeper sitting at the counter on the first floor saw a customer calling him on the second floor. He immediately stopped keeping accounts and making abacus, and trotted up to the second floor with a kind smile and asked: "Do you need anything, sir? Is it preparation?" Would you like to warm a pot of fine wine to accompany the delicious food?"
"come here!"
Su Yan felt happy when he saw that the shopkeeper was smiling and had the nerve to ask if he wanted to make a purchase. Su Yan had a bright smile on his face and waved to the shopkeeper to come forward and talk.
"Come on, shopkeeper, you have a taste."
Su Yan picked up the chopsticks with his right hand to pick up the meat, and held it up with his left hand to prevent the meat from falling to the ground, so that the shopkeeper could also taste it.
"What's wrong, sir? Are you not satisfied with the food?"
When the shopkeeper saw Su Yan picking up food for him and even putting it to his mouth, he asked confusedly. However, considering that Huang Yin was a regular customer, he still opened his mouth and ate Su Yan's food honestly. The food that was brought in.
Just as soon as he entered the mouth, the shopkeeper immediately felt a sense of chill. He quickly spit out the piece of meat, even his tongue and straightened it. He wiped his tongue with his sleeve, as if to wipe away the strange smell.
"Shopkeeper, are you satisfied?" Su Yan asked with a smile.
"That's what you said, sir." The shopkeeper straightened his tongue and said with a bitter look on his face: "The taste is completely wrong, but I dare to use the 300-year-old signature to guarantee that our ingredients are absolutely fresh. Didn't I tell you just now? I said that because the pig needs to be killed, the food may be served later."
"How about this? This meal is mine, and I will make it up to you two. As for why the food is so unpalatable, let's confront the cook now!"
The shopkeeper was now filled with grievances. This pig had obviously been killed just now. He was going to use the pig's water to make porridge tonight, but he didn't expect that the meat of the wild boar was so unpalatable.
“Ahhhhh——”
The shopkeeper was talking about making amends to Su Yan and Huang Yin, and was discussing a compensation plan. However, before he could even finish his words, bursts of screams erupted from the kitchen of the inn.
The inn cook, wearing a red apron, ran out of the backyard with a look of horror on his face. He was so frightened that he tripped over the threshold, staggered and knocked over a dining table not far from the door.
The cook fell to the floor in the lobby, wailing and screaming:
"No, no, no. Oh no, boss, we are in trouble. That pig can't eat it! It has a dragon seed in its belly! We just killed a wild boar that was pregnant with a dragon seed!"
The cook's expression was one of madness. Even when the hot soup on the table was poured on him, he didn't feel any pain. Instead, he cried and told the news that shocked everyone.
The female wild boar just slaughtered at the inn was actually pregnant with a dragon.
This time I got into trouble, a huge disaster!
Regardless of whether the child in the boar's belly was a true dragon or a sub-dragon, its father had already felt it when he killed the fetus in the inn.
Although the cook is not a monk, as a person from Blackwater City who grew up listening to dragon legends, he knows very well that this time it is really causing a big trouble, so big that even no monk in Blackwater City can solve it.
"ah?!"
The shopkeeper, the storyteller, Su Yan, Huang Yin, and the diners in the inn all looked at the cook with stunned expressions at the same time.
Su Yan didn't know why the others were shocked. As a fox dragon hatched from a dragon egg, Su Yan knew very well that no matter what creature the dragon clan combined with, the newborn would eventually be born in the form of an egg.
The inn's cook actually recognized the dragon egg?
Are you sure you didn't find a wild boar stone?
Can the cultivation level in the body refining period break the dragon egg?
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hello?
(End of chapter)
