Pirate’s Infinite Wings

When an hour later, Fang Lang walked out of the house quickly. He wanted to practice, so he thought of Depressed Drunken Palm. Every time, when Yang Xian practiced this set of martial arts, Fang Lang found that he did not use it He played it to the extreme, so he was very depressed. For this reason, he always wanted to try it.

So Fang Lang thought of the forest in the back mountain, and saw him walking towards the back mountain. After that, he closed his eyes slightly and thought about this set of martial arts practice methods.

After a while, Fang Lang opened his eyes violently, and he started to practice, only to see a strong wind blowing all around, and all the leaves of those big trees fell.

As Fang Lang continued to practice, the strong wind around him became stronger and stronger. In the end, Fang Lang quickly stretched out his palms, and sent out a golden force from his palms. Soon, this force hit the big tree superior.

Now, Fang Lang immediately stopped practicing. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, it seems that I have mastered the essence of this set of martial arts. This is thanks to Yang Xian. If I don't often watch him practice this set of martial arts, I will How can it be practiced to this level?"

At this time, there was warm applause behind Fang Lang, and when Fang Lang turned around, he found that it was none other than Yang Xian who came over.

At this time, Fang Lang felt ashamed on his face, and said, "Sorry, I borrowed your martial arts."

But Yang Xian didn't think so, he said loudly: "Master, I think it's perfect for you to practice this set of martial arts, oh, I'm really stupid, I should let you practice this set of martial arts earlier."

Fang Lang said with a smile: "It's not too late for me to practice now, come on, let's try, I want to see how far you have practiced your sad drunk palm."

After finishing speaking, Fang Lang immediately showed off his martial arts, and Yang Xian said embarrassedly: "Master, in fact, my set of martial arts is far behind yours."

Fang Lang said in a low voice: "Oh, it's all the same, don't say that."

Yang Xian said softly: "Okay, since the leader insists on practicing duel with me, then I'll make a fool of myself."

Fang Lang smiled and said, "No problem."

After the words fell, Fang Lang and Yang Xian all showed their drunken palms. After a while, they fought for more than 30 rounds. Soon, Yang Xian couldn't hold on anymore, and saw Fang Lang moving towards him He slapped Yang Xian on the chest, and soon, he pushed Yang Xian back.

At this time, when Yang Xian stood up again, Fang Lang said with a smile: "How is it, how do you feel now?"

And Yang Xian said with a smile: "Let me tell the leader the truth, I just feel uncomfortable."

Fang Lang said with a smile: "This is normal. If you don't feel uncomfortable, you will be blamed. This sad drunken palm has been practiced to this point, and it will naturally play this role."

At this time, Yang Xian said in a low voice: "Come on, Master, let's practice duel again."

Fang Lang said with a smile: "No, don't you know, if you practice this Depressed Drunken Palm for too long, not only will it not be effective, but it will also have a bad effect."

Yang Xian was very shocked when he heard this, and he said loudly: "Oh, it turned out to be like this, Master, thank you for reminding me."

Fang Lang smiled and said, "It's nothing, well, stop talking, let's go out quickly."

Yang Xian couldn't help nodding, they walked outside, and soon, they returned to the ancient tomb.

At this time, Fang Lang suddenly smelled a scent in front of him. He knew that the cook was cooking, so he walked up to the cook quickly and said, "Oh, good stuff, what is it?"

The cook smiled and said, "Master, let me tell you the truth, I don't know what it is, these vegetables are picked by Xiao Zhao and Zhu'er in the back mountain, I think they should know."

Fang Lang said in a low voice: "Ah, so that's the case, that's no problem, I'll ask them."

After finishing speaking, Fang Lang walked quickly to Zhu'er and Xiao Zhao, and they knew what was going on when they saw Fang Lang's expression. Zhu'er smiled and said, "Master, do you want to ask about this recipe?"

Fang Lang said with a smile: "Oh, spider, for the first time, you said it before I spoke. I know these are delicious dishes, but you have to let me know their names, or I won't be happy. Practical."

Zhu'er smiled and said, "Okay, teacher, how about it, if we told you, how would you thank me?"

After hearing this, Fang Lang said in a low voice: "I haven't made up my mind yet, so tell me."

Xiao Zhao said in a low voice, "You have to give us another box of jewelry."

In fact, Fang Lang had already guessed that they had this idea, so he smiled and said, "Okay, these are trivial things, now, should you tell me?"

Xiao Zhao said in a low voice: "This is called muddy vegetables, and they are very delicious. Actually, I often saw them when I went to the back mountain, but I didn't know them at that time, so I left all these good things behind."

Fang Lang understood after listening, and said, "Oh, so they all have this name, but I think it's quite tacky."

The spider smiled and said: "Master, don't think their names are vulgar, but their taste is not vulgar at all. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Fang Lang said with a smile: "Let's not mention tasting it now, I feel good now, especially the taste, it's so fragrant, I want to taste it now."

After a while, the cook outside yelled: "The muddy vegetables are ready, you all come over and eat."

Fang Lang's eyes widened when he heard that, and he walked out quickly, followed by Xiao Zhao and Zhu'er.

At this time, all the congregation sat down, Fang Lang stared at the muddy vegetables, and he said in a low voice: "Oh, I didn't expect that the muddy vegetables are so bright in color, okay, let me taste them.

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After finishing speaking, Fang Lang quickly picked up the chopsticks, and when he took a bite, his eyes widened, and he said loudly: "Oh, this dish is good, delicious, I have never eaten such a dish. vegetable."

The other congregants saw Fang Lang's repeated praises, and they tasted them all. It turned out that their tastes were the same as his, so they snatched up these muddy vegetables.

At this time, Fang Lang said in a low voice: "Cook, yes, your craftsmanship is too good. I think I would not be able to make this kind of dish if I had it in my hands." ..