Jiang Tang looked at the fish for a long time before guessing that the fish were eating impurities that were seeping out of his body.
I felt that the fish's tongue was a little cool when I touched his body. I could feel that the fish was cold in the hot spring...
This is the intersection of warmth and coldness. It feels so comfortable to lie here. Jiang Tang has not slept for several days. Letting them meditate and meditate is equivalent to sleep.
The bed in the room is just a decoration, and diligent practice is a characteristic of their immortal practitioners.
Jiang Tang lies in the hot spring, no matter how long the time has passed, his space is not compared with the space of the prehistoric treasure Lingtian, and it is the same as the time outside.
It is rare to go into seclusion once, so you should enjoy your leisure time here.
Jiang Tang did not diligently refine the alchemy, and had already sent his clone to refine the alchemy in the Great Treasure Spirit Field Space of the Great Treasure.
There were two pets helping. Eryao expressed his expression that he was reluctant, but he could only pout and cooperated with the little master of this clone. He had so many green cows and cultivated them on the land, and used his collection of spiritual herbs and spirit flowers to pick them with magic.
Jiang Tang sat motionlessly next to the alchemy treasure furnace under the guidance of the clone. Xuanming Spirit Fire had to obediently and diligently work under the guidance of the clone.
Xuanming Linghuo is quite envious of another kind of spiritual fire Qianji Fire on Jiang Tang. It has always been the one who is doing things, and Qianji Fire is staying lazy on his master.
Xuanming Spirit Fire feels busier than Qingniu, and I really want to exchange with Qianjihuo characters.
Xuanming Linghuo was jealous and a little annoyed Qianjihuo. Why did the same spiritual fire do such a job when it is used to defend and attack?
How powerful is Qianji Fire? It's just a waste of money and can't do anything except attack and defense.
Jiang Tang didn't know that Xuanming Spirit Fire had such a rebellious heart. Xuanming Spirit Fire was so useful. He seemed to have forgotten that there was another kind of spiritual fire on his body.
I didn't encounter a powerful enemy and couldn't use thousands of machine fire.
Jiang Tang stayed in the space inside for an hour and felt a little hungry. I wonder if it was because of the general price, or because he had been a little hungry for a long time. He wanted to take this opportunity to cook delicious food in the space.
I looked at the space inside this body. There are currently no other animals, and fish in the hot spring lake cannot be eaten.
Jiang Tang came out of the lake and had a cleaning technique. He jumped into the hot spring lake without taking off his clothes and coaxed him to dry it.
He looked up at the sun in the space inside his body. Is it like the sun in the space of the prehistoric treasure spiritual field that allows him to practice?
Jiang Tang didn't think about trying it immediately. Now the focus is to fill his stomach first.
He entered the space of the Supreme Treasure Spirit Field of the Great Destiny and saw Eryao and Qingniu being very diligent, and his clone was also diligent in practicing pills.
Then he couldn't be idle either. He thought that Eryao and Qingniu liked the fish he roasted and the tender buds of the spirit grass he stir-fried!
Jiang Tang came to the lake. With his hand, the fish jumped out of the lake and jumped very high. He could clearly see which of the largest and most delicious fish. When he waved his hand to the fish, the fish flew towards Jiang Tang as if it had strength.
Jiang Tang waved his hand and didn't need a knife at all. The spiritual power flying out of his hand could allow the fish to kill and scrape the scales and make it clean in front of him.
Maybe Jiang Tang was moving too fast, and he cut the fish's stomach and scraped out all the dirt inside, and he could still jump in front of him.
Jiang Tang saw such a fierce fish. After a few more strokes, the fish became many segments. He used spiritual herb skills to insert segments of fish and sprinkle some spices and seasonings on it.
He started preparing to grill fish, Xuanming Spirit Fire was practicing pills there, and Jiang Tang didn't want to use his spiritual root spell to control the fire, so he thought of another kind of spiritual fire on his body.
He sacrificed the Qianji Fire that had been hidden on his body, and Qianji Fire came out of his master lazily. The fire spirit stretched like a human, and then kept spinning around the master, thinking that the master asked it to come out to fight.
No target of attack was seen, Qianjihuohuo looked at Jiang Tang cutely, looking cute, not like Qianjihuo who was killing people invisible.
Xuanming Spirit Fire was busy, and felt Qianjihuo appear, and he actually saw the master using Qianjihuo to cook rice. Xuanming Spirit Fire was mentally balanced at this time, and there was no previous unfair arrangements to resist the master.
Xuanming Spirit Fire is mocking Qian Jiling. Why doesn’t it laugh at such a good opportunity? Usually it is so busy, Qian Jihuo always yawns lazily, and even says it is like a top and keeps busy.
Xuanming Spirit Fire at this time: Fire mocks Qianji Fire, and its incompetence can only be used by its owner to cook.
"Abuse" Qian Jihuo was ridiculed by Xuanming Spirit Fire and was a little angry. Under the control of his master, he protested against Xuanming Spirit Fire.
There were two kinds of spiritual fire fighting, and Jiang Tang ignored them, thinking that they were idle, and who was not under control, so he directly repaired it.
Jiang Tang quickly barbecued a fragrant smell. Eryao and Qingniu, who were working, smelled the fragrance, put down the work in their hands, and ran to the owner.
"Dad is so delicious. You guys cook these days. I, like a green cow, can only eat grass."
Eryao didn't care whether it was hot or not, so he picked up a skewer of grilled fish and sucked it. After taking a bite, he praised: "Well, it's so delicious on the outside and it's so fragrant and crispy."
Qingniu was also very rude. He picked up a skewer of grilled fish and ate it. After eating the food cooked by the owner, he was unwilling to make a cow and eat green grass.
Jiang Tang's little clone looked at Jiang Tang and his two pets eating cutely, and felt a little drooling. He was just a clone, not trying to eat, he could only look greedy.
When Jiang Tang saw the cute appearance of his clone, he thought that his clone could eat, right?
So he threw away a skewer of grilled fish for every minute, and took the skewer to see. The little man looked no bigger than this skewer of grilled fish.
He took a bite of grilled fish, and ate it quickly and quickly finished a skewer of grilled fish. He didn't wait for Jiang Tang to give it to him and snatch it to eat it himself.
There was an extra little man to grab the food. Jiang Tang and his two pets ate faster. In a short while, they finished eating a fish weighing more than ten pounds, but they didn't feel enough.
Jiang Tang only felt that he was half full. It was not that he ate as much as a rice bucket, but that cow and Eryao had a skewer of grilled fish in one mouthful. The clone snatched it again. He only ate one skewer, and a dozen pounds of fish were gone.
It seemed like I wanted the two pets, and my clone looked at him with cute eyes.
Jiang Tang felt that he was not full yet and was satisfied with eating. He could only work once and put a fish weighing more than ten pounds to Qianjihuo.
In order to eat grilled fish, the clone stopped practicing alchemy. Xuanming Spirit Fire was idle and mocked Qianjihuo for finally having the chance to move. Qianjihuo counterattacked and "obeyed"
Qianjihuo fought back against Xuanming Spirit Fire and said that he was just busy now. The master did not eat every day, so he did not use it to work like Xuanming Spirit Fire.
Qian Jihuo thought it was right, but he didn't expect Jiang Tang would ask him to cook every meal these days.
Except for the time when the clone wanted to eat, Xuanming Spirit Fire was busy day and night, and the clone seemed to have no need to sleep, and kept making it work without being tired.
Xuanming Spirit Fire really cannot escape the control of the clone. There is a real master in the space. He has no choice but to practice more top-quality elixirs diligently. In his little free time, he will mock Qianjihuo.
Jiang Tang did not mediate the two types of fire. They were like humans fighting, and as long as they were controlled by him, they could not turn the world.
Jiang Tang contracted the Fire Seed, and he, the master, could know what they thought and could sense their thoughts.
This is the benefit of contract, and immortal cultivators cannot do it in all languages.
The Count came to Jiang Tang's Holy Pavilion and looked for Jiang Tang according to his previous ideas. The first thing he wanted was to let him see his model and give him a storage bag. He could sell those spiritual herbs to Jiang Tang in exchange for some elixir resources.
The people of their blood clan also need resources. I wonder if the elixirs in the cultivation world are the same as their blood clan resources?
He hopes that Jiang Tang, the alchemist, can refine their own elixir for the people of their blood clan.
I didn't see Jiang Tang in the Holy Pavilion, so I could only let the shopkeeper convey his meaning.
There was no Jiang Tang's address, nor was there anything that could convey information. The things that sent messages in the immortal world were very expensive, so he couldn't bear to buy them.
Another point is that even if you buy a spiritual energy without the kind of spiritual energy in the world of immortal cultivation, you cannot use this kind of voice transmission magic weapon.
Even if he can use it, the tribe members cannot use it, and buying one is useless.
The count watched the shopkeeper speak to him with a magic weapon for voice transmission, and then the magic weapon came out of Jiang Tang's familiar voice.
He blinked his eyes and saw that this magic weapon was used in this way.
After hearing Jiang Tang's words, he told Jiang Tang about the whole story with the help of the shopkeeper.
He didn't dare to reveal too much. He didn't see Jiang Tang himself, so he didn't believe the others.
Dezhi Jiang Tang said that he would come back five days later. He agreed with this statement. It took almost a day to come from home, but it took two days to go back and forth. He also had to go into the mountain to dig herbs. It was enough to dig out some of the herbs in five days.
After listening to Jiang Tang's words, the shopkeeper turned off the voice transmission equipment, and took out several storage bags from the cabinet, which were all empty.
The Count took these storage bags and looked at them. Before, he saw those people from the Immortal Cultivation World, taking out a lot of things from the storage bags, living and living, and envious and curious.
He observed the storage bag. The storage bag looked only the size of a palm. When he looked inside, he could hold a lot of things, which were larger than the room he lived in.
The Count held the storage bag and smiled in surprise, and then put the storage bag on his body, for fear that others would steal his storage bag.
He didn't want to stay any longer, thinking about going home soon and taking advantage of the fact that it was not dark.
"The guest walks slowly..."
The shopkeeper looked at the count's back, then came to the door, and after the guest left, he glanced at a pedestrian on the street and asked the pedestrian to follow the count.
This shopkeeper was the shopkeeper of the former store of the Lord of the Immortal City. Although he is working in the store at Jiang Tang, he also receives Jiang Tang’s salary.
But he kept secretly helping the Immortal City Lord do something. He was in touch with the auction house of the Immortal City Lord and the best elixirs of Jiang Tang at auction there.
Following the Earl in this immortal cultivator's cultivation level is very high and the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Great Perfection, it is easy to track a mortal like the Earl who seems to be without cultivation.
He could get into the ground or fly into the sky above the clouds, and the Count didn't know that someone was following him.
The Count did not ride a horse, nor did he have an ox cart or something. He used his feet to walk.
The young man's feet are very fast, and he seems to have light skills while running, and the hippos are not bad at running.
However, it is compared with the leisurely stalker who is flying high in the sky.
He was running and sweating, but the stalker was leisurely, just using magic weapons to fly, and could eat and drink on magic weapons.
However, the count could only pass by a town before dark and paid for some food. He was reluctant to take the money to stay in a hotel. After observing the place of the town, he felt that a land temple in the town could allow him to rest for one night without spending money.
When the Count came to the Land Temple, there may be people who worshiped it often. It was very clean. Or maybe there were people who would usually stay here. There were no beds to sleep here, but there were cushions for people to sit here to rest.
The Count observed the Land Temple. There was no one at this time. He sat down on a cushion and took out the dry food he bought on the stool and ate it.
While he was eating, two ragged men walked into the outside. They came in with a tile bowl with a broken gap in their hands. They saw that there was one more person in the Land Temple to compete with them for the place. They stood at the door and stared at the count.
"Hey, this is our territory. It doesn't seem like you don't have money to stay in a hotel. How can you grab our territory?"
The two men looked at the count, and one of the ragged men said.
These were two ragged men, one of the old and one of the middle-aged men. They looked like they had been washed for a long time, and they looked like they had bugs growing on their hair.
When the count saw these two people, he saw what was in their broken bowl. He guessed that this was the one in the Beggars' Sect who wandered in the world.
The clothes they wore were all made up of, and their feet were still wearing shredded shoes.
It doesn't look like the old and weak can't work, but they start working as a beggar for lunch.
"Your names are not written here, right? Who said I look rich again? I haven't stayed in a hotel if I have money?"
The Count had no intention of leaving.
"Hmph, it seems that if you don't hit you, you won't know how powerful I hit the dog."
The middle-aged man beat her bamboo stick, White Earl.
The Count failed to cultivate spiritual energy like the people in the immortal world, but they had the skill of their blood clan to exercise their bodies. This person who used the dog-beating stick to hit people only used martial arts to hit him. The stick he beat was not very strong, and it was no threat to him, and there was no information on spiritual energy.
The Count blocked the dog-beating stick with his hand, and then grabbed the dog-beating stick and pulled it. The middle-aged man underestimated the Count and was pulled in front of him without any warning.
The count pulled the middle-aged man in front of him, and felt the smell of the middle-aged man's body again, and then pushed him.
Chapter completed!