Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

The weather in the mountains is unpredictable. Just now, the sky was full of sunset, and in a blink of an eye, the clouds were dense and thunder burst.

Bean-sized raindrops crackled and hit the clam tent.

The clam tent is one of the magic tools commonly used by monks for camping in the wild. It is made of clam skins that have grown for more than 50 years. Normally, it is only the size of a palm. Once the mana is activated, it can quickly expand more than ten feet square.

This special tent can withstand severe cold and high temperature, has excellent windproof performance, and is impenetrable by water and fire. Therefore, every monk in the mountain climbing team brought one, so that they can have their own residence when camping at night.

Wang Chen lit the obsidian lamp and hung it on the tent bracket.

The clam tent has a total of eight supports, using the backbone of the clam, which is slender and light but extremely tough.

The soft light evenly illuminates the space inside.

The rumbling thunder and heavy rain outside fully demonstrated the preciousness of this small private space.

Wang Chen took out a charcoal stove from the storage bag.

The charcoal stove is very similar to the coal stove in his previous life. The functions of the two are exactly the same, except that the coal stove burns briquettes, while the flint stove uses charcoal as fuel.

It is said that the prototype of the charcoal stove was an alchemy stove. After it was simplified and improved, it was made into a portable stove that ordinary people can use. It is very convenient to take it to the wild.

Wang Chen popped out a flame with his fingers and ignited the charcoal in the charcoal stove.

This kind of charcoal is kiln-fired and made of more than 100-year-old camphor wood. It burns without smoke and has strong firepower, and it also emits a pleasant fragrance.

After the charcoal started to burn, Wang Chen placed a mandarin duck copper pot on the stove.

Then he added water and seasonings to prepare a pot of soup base he liked, and then took out lean meat, river fish, tofu, vegetables, oil residue, pig skin...

Many monks no longer eat meaty things after they broke through and opened their homes.

They eat purple qi in the morning and swallow the moonlight in the night, and usually take some Huang Lingzhi to meet the needs of their bodies.

In this way, the filth in the body will be greatly reduced, which is conducive to practice.

But Wang Chen is different from them. The Tianlong King Kong Dharma he cultivated requires a lot of food rich in spiritual energy and blood energy.

Otherwise, physical strength will decrease.

In addition, there is the most important point. Although Wang Chen is gradually forgetting everything about his previous life, the genes of being a citizen of the Great Gourmet Empire are firmly engraved in his soul.

Even if reborn thousands of times, it will never disappear!

Wang Chen felt that even if he condensed the golden elixir and formed a nascent baby, he would still be willing to enjoy his appetite.

Cultivating immortals is to be at ease, not to put shackles on yourself!

The thick soup in the mandarin duck copper pot was gurgling and boiling, and a tempting fragrance spread out.

Wang Chen took a deep breath and lifted the ivory chopsticks.

laugh!

Just when he was about to feast, the curtain of Wuha's tent was suddenly opened from the outside.

"Friend Daoist Wang!"

The next moment, a tall and graceful figure flashed in.

Wang Chen put away his chopsticks a little depressed, and asked, "Li Daoyou, what can I do for you?"

The visitor sat down opposite him self-consciously, staring at the hot pot on the charcoal stove with star-like eyes, showing a salivating expression: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you are so unkind, you actually hide here alone to eat a small stove." !"

Wang Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's not like we're eating together, how could it be unkind for me to start a team?"

The monk sitting across from him was wearing a sky-blue Taoist robe, with snowy skin and picturesque eyebrows, with a plump nose and cherry cheeks showing dimples. Although he was dressed in men's clothing, he couldn't hide his incomparably stunning beauty.

The opponent's head was tied in a bun, and he carried a long sword on his back, showing a bit of heroism.

Li Yi'an, a junior female cultivator in the Zifu, her teacher's background is unknown and her age is unknown.

The number of female cultivators in this team organized by the Fanshan Society is very small. Li Yi'an, who is a junior in the Zifu, is undoubtedly the best among them, and usually attracts attention.

Because of her excellent appearance and outstanding temperament, some cultivators of the Purple Mansion in the team expressed their affection for her both openly and secretly.

The Dao of Cultivation of Immortals, the land of wealth and law couples, where the "couples" refer to teachers, relatives, friends, and Taoist couples.

The journey of cultivation is long, and it is difficult for teachers, relatives and friends to accompany you to the end.

But Taoist companions are possible.

An outstanding nun like Li Yi'an will be welcomed and pursued everywhere!

Everyone likes beautiful women, and Wang Chen is no exception.

But he only admired Li Yi'an, and he didn't have the idea of ​​being a licking dog.

A woman will only affect the speed of his cultivation!

However, the strange thing is that Li Yi'an doesn't pretend to talk to others, but only treats Wang Chen differently.

Along the way, she took the initiative to approach Wang Chen again and again.

Wang Chen was a little confused.

There are hundreds of Zifu monks in the mountain rushing team, and his cultivation level is not worth mentioning among them.

Wang Chen is using his real face now, his appearance can only be said to be a little better than ordinary people, and he can't even blame him for being handsome.

As for the background, Wang Chen has nothing to do with it.

Here comes the question, why does Li Yi'an favor him?

To say that the other party likes to play different things, but there are also Zifu monks who regard her as ordinary!

However, even with Wang Chen's powerful soul and keen intuition, Li Yi'an had ulterior motives, and he couldn't feel it at all.

It feels like the other party is simply attracted to him!

Wang Chen didn't think he had such a great charm.

He also has no charisma attribute.

Li Yi'an said confidently: "If you don't invite me to eat with me, that's not kind!"

She stretched out her slender hand and waved it lightly, and suddenly there were two jars of spiritual wine beside the charcoal stove: "You treat me to hot pot, and I treat you to drink Baihua Niang, how about it?"

What else could Wang Chen say, silently took out a new pair of ivory chopsticks and handed them to the other party.

Baihuaniang is a second-tier spirit wine, and the price of a cup is worth the ingredients for this table.

In any case, he took advantage of it.

Li Yi'an took the chopsticks, happily picked up a piece of monster meat that was sliced ​​as thin as a cicada's wings, put it in the boiling thick soup for a few times, and then dipped it in the sauce prepared by Wang Chen unceremoniously .

"Hmm~"

This beautiful female nun's eyebrows are curved and pear dimples lightly revealed: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you are the best monk I have ever seen!"

Wang Chen shook his head, stretched out his hand to take a jar of Hundred Flowers Wine and opened it, and poured a glass for himself and Li Yi'an.

Baihua Niang contains the essence of Baihua, the smell is fragrant and full of spirit, and the wine is warm and warm when it enters the stomach.

On such a rainy night, accompanied by delicious food, fine wine and beauties, even though Wang Chen's will is as firm as a rock, he can't help but feel a little charming.

He couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Li Yi'an pursed his lips and smiled, "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

Wang Chen shook his head: "Forget it."

It's just a meeting by chance, and we will part ways after passing Yulong Mountain, so why bother asking for trouble.

He is photographed.

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The first one is sent.