Back in the cave, in order to celebrate Mingyue's successful exit and to take an ancient evil dragon as his younger brother, Ding Ling decided to make a delicious meal to celebrate.

It was said to be delicious, but in fact it was ham sausage, bacon, sausages and other things - Ding Ling couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Fortunately, A Youduo came instead of Su Yueyin. Otherwise, Su Yueyin would rather starve to death than eat these things.

Especially the ham sausage or chicken sausage...

Of course, the fire did not need to be born. He directly made a small pile of magma in the magma river below and then set up a barbecue grill on it.

When the chili and cumin were put on, the rich barbecue fragrance instantly spread.

"Come on! Even though life is hard, we must also make joy in hardships."

Ding Ling brought out a box a long time ago. Everyone in Youxutian wanted to come out for some breath, so he held a beer left at a barbecue party in the villa in the provincial capital.

Mingyue and A Youduo each twisted the beer together. Although they were not tomboys, opening beer bottles was really a matter of fingertips.

Ding Ling was drinking wine and eating barbecue, and suddenly felt that the world was getting better.

"It's only seven days now, and there are still more than 40 days left?" Ding Ling burped. He looked at Qiankun Space and found that there was really only some dry food inside. He smiled bitterly: "Why should I go to the nearest city to buy something? I think it's necessary for me to put a can of gas and natural gas stove in Qiankun Space in the future. At that time, I can treat it as if I'm at home."

"I agree." A Youduo obviously drank a little too much. She used chopsticks to pull the toast, tore off the browned outer skin and put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly. Her face was full of happiness: "But I can't cook."

Mingyue also raised her hand: "I can't do it either. But when I recover my divine power, I will make food for you!"

Ding Ling knew that Mingyue had almost drunk it. He laughed: "Can relationship really turn stones into steamed buns? I always thought it was staged on TV."

"It's not okay to turn into steamed buns, but actually... it's the rules." Mingyue narrowed her eyes and said with a slight drunkenness: "The higher you go, what you practice is the rules. And those rules are not just simple time, space, speed, power... but the rules of the whole world. Well, for example... if you want to turn a piece of carbon into a diamond, that's feasible."

"I know that diamonds are made of charcoal."

"Yes. As long as the ingredients are the same, it can be changed. So, as long as you prepare the ingredients and ingredients, I can cook it, but the taste is not guaranteed."

Ding Ling also narrowed his eyes and waved his hands: "Then... forget it, cooking skills are not comparable to immortal arts, it is the root of all the delicacies in the world."

...

The three of them were talking nonsense with the wine and the sky and orchids, and soon they felt tired.

Ding Ling helped the two of them into the tent, and he used his spiritual power to force out the alcohol, and then sat outside and continued to guard.

Not long after, he heard a ploppy sound from outside. After a moment, Liuying's body with flames appeared in the cave.

"Where is the Empress?"

Liuying floated high in the air. It looked down at Ding Ling, and its whole body exuded a wave of heat and power.

Ding Ling subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Can you go back a little?"

Liuying was slightly stunned. It looked at Ding Ling hatefully, then retreated several meters.

"When you are sleeping, what are you going to do?"

"The colorful stones are already ready."

Ding Ling stood up suddenly: "Okay? What a joke! Isn't you going to practice for 49 days?"

The Fire Dragon King was stunned: "Who told you that you want to practice forty-nine days?"

Ding Ling was stunned: "Didn't Mingyue say that Nuwa had been practicing forty-nine days?"

Liuying said in a muffled voice: "Nuwa has practiced for 7,749 days in total... Each time it only takes seven days to refine a batch, and then it will be repeated, and it will be refined seven times in total."

Ding Ling slapped his head.

Just as he walked towards the tent, Mingyue had already climbed up from the tent. When she felt the momentum of the Fire Dragon King, her eyes flashed and her whole body suddenly returned to the clarity.

She walked out of the tent, looked at the Fire Dragon King and said, "It will be done in seven days?"

Liuying nodded firmly, and flames splashed down from him: "It's already done."

"Then... Ding Ling, ask Xiaohua to shake the frame."

"Empress, no need, I've already picked it up."

When Mingyue heard this, she quickly floated out of the cave.

I saw that the huge iron basket had been placed on the steps, and there were still magma radiating Mars flowing around.

Liuying rushed over and grabbed his claws in the iron basket, and saw that the colorful stones had melted into a dough like mud.

The Fire Dragon King held it greedily in his palm. It looked up at Mingyue and said anxiously: "Empress, don't forget what you promised me."

"Don't worry, I can't forget you. But... our colorful stones are still useful, so we can't use them all for you to shape them." Mingyue said, and she glanced into the basket, and saw that the colorful stones that Ding Ling put in had all melted and were emitting a heart-pounding light.

She took out the crystal ball and Xingtian axe and put the axe into the pile of colorful stone mud that was full of shinyness. Just by picking it up, she put a pile of colorful stone mud into the crystal ball.

Every time she picked it, Liuying shivered in the air. When it saw Mingyue having been installed three times and wanted to continue, it couldn't help but scream and suddenly pounced on the iron basket and said, "Empress, you can't install it anymore. Do you want to turn me into a baby?"

Mingyue couldn't help laughing. She thought about it and finally stopped.

I saw the colorful stone mud flowing continuously in the crystal ball, and the light was everywhere. I could tell that this extraordinary thing was just a glance.

"Okay, plasticity requires a lot of human power, Ding Ling, Xuanyuan Sword for me."

Ding Ling handed the Xuanyuan Sword to Mingyue, and he said in confusion: "Didn't Liuying say that he can use this to cultivate into a human form?"

Mingyue burst out disdainfully: "It wants to become a human form, and what it cultivates is also a demon body. I shaped it, and what it cultivates is a demigod body!"

As he said that, Mingyue looked up at Liuying and said lightly: "You know why I want you to swear to surrender to me now?"

The firefly's life span is more than ten thousand years, so it naturally knows that the demon body and the demigod body are surprised... At this point, it has been completely impressed by the bright moon.

"Empress, I am very grateful."

"Stop talking nonsense, you're waiting."

After Mingyue finished speaking, she held the Xuanyuan Sword in her left hand and calmed down.

A moment later, a clear light suddenly rose from behind her head.

Then, she inserted the Xuanyuan Sword into the iron basket, and then began to squeeze out the spiritual skill with her right hand.

As her right hand danced quickly, Ding Ling saw that in the iron basket, the colorful stone mud that was as soft as mud began to rotate quickly.

After a while, the colorful stone mud began to flow out of the iron baskets automatically. He asked in confusion: "Didn't Liuying say that he could use this to cultivate himself into a human form?"

Mingyue burst out disdainfully: "It wants to become a human form, and what it cultivates is also a demon body. I shaped it, and what it cultivates is a demigod body!"

As he said that, Mingyue looked up at Liuying and said lightly: "You know why I want you to swear to surrender to me now?"

The firefly's life span is more than ten thousand years, so it naturally knows that the demon body and the demigod body are surprised... At this point, it has been completely impressed by the bright moon.

"Empress, I am very grateful."

"Stop talking nonsense, you're waiting."

After Mingyue finished speaking, she held the Xuanyuan Sword in her left hand and calmed down.

A moment later, a clear light suddenly rose from behind her head.

Then, she inserted the Xuanyuan Sword into the iron basket, and then began to squeeze out the spiritual skill with her right hand.

As her right hand danced quickly, Ding Ling saw that in the iron basket, the colorful stone mud that was as soft as mud began to rotate quickly.

After a while, the colorful stone mud began to flow out of the iron basket automatically.
Chapter completed!