Chapter 640 Sick disciples don’t blacken (44)

  Su Qinghuan glanced at Yan Hanzhou in surprise, mistakenly thinking that Yan Hanzhou wanted to put it in his storage bag, so that the forging elder of the sect could refine the weapon for him.

  Because many high-level spirit beasts are all treasures, especially spirit beasts with true dragon blood are the most useful. Whether it is dragon blood, dragon tendons, or dragon bones, they are all excellent forging materials.

  However, spirit beasts with true dragon blood are extremely rare nowadays. Even if an ordinary monk meets them, they don't dare to provoke them.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan gave a light cough, rarely taking the initiative to popularize science to Yan Hanzhou.

"Hanzhou, this imperial wind beast, according to the Hundred Demon Book of Spirit Beasts, although its flesh and bones are strong, after death, it will weaken as soon as it encounters profound fire. Thoughtful."

   "Master, the disciple is not for tempering weapons."

  The gloomy air between Yan Hanzhou's eyebrows and eyes disappeared a bit, and he shook his head at Su Qinghuan with a dull expression.

   "Then what are you for?"

  Su Qinghuan raised her eyebrows strangely in her heart. If she hadn't cared about the image of Master Gao Leng, she really wanted Yan Hanzhou not to put on a cold face that others owed him 100,000 yuan every day.

  ……

"Master knows that although this Yufeng Beast is not a good forging material, but when it encounters a spirit fire, its flesh and bones will be softened, and in the end even the bones will be extremely crisp, which is an excellent food material. "

   Yan Hanzhou explained quietly.

  In fact, this was what Yan Hanzhou had accidentally seen when he was watching the Hundred Demon Book of Spirit Beasts.

  At that time, Yan Hanzhou found it extremely interesting. Although he had already built a foundation and bigu, now Jindan cultivation base does not need to rely on eating to supplement his physical strength, but with such good ingredients, he still can't help but think about Su Qinghuan's barbecue.

  Looking at the white-clothed Immortal Venerable with a clear wind and dusty appearance in front of him, Yan Hanzhou suddenly wanted to pull her down from the sky.

  If she is not tainted by the mortal world, he wants her to be tainted with this mundane fireworks and sink down with him!

  ……

   Yan Hanzhou was talking, while still looking straight at Su Qinghuan, even the dead Yufeng beast in his hand was slapped by him, as if invisibly bewitching the woman in front of him.

  Su Qinghuan swallowed uncomfortably.

  She didn’t know that Yan Hanzhou had such paranoid thoughts, but she couldn’t stand it. Little Fox is a foodie!

  The appetite for eating meat, the original kind of food and drink is really unnecessary, but this is the favorite of the little fox!

   And as a fox fairy from Qingqiu, Su Qinghuan can't help but love chicken.

  Be reminded by Yan Hanzhou, Su Qinghuan also quickly remembered the description of Yufeng Beast as a food ingredient in the Hundred Demon Book of Spirit Beasts. According to legend, the taste was somewhat similar to that of pheasants in the world.

  Because of the rotten flesh and bones, it is far better than Fanpin.

  ……

  Ah, the more I think about it, the more delicious it is, what should I do, she really has to drool down.

  Su Qinghuan's hands under his sleeves were tangled together. The original owner's kind of little fairy woman who only loves to drink dew is really boring, and she is not too far away from it.

   Therefore, the White Immortal Venerable can only glance at Yan Hanzhou indifferently, hoping that the teenager can see the strong desire under her refusal.

   "Such a boring thing is not interested in being a teacher. If you like it, you can bake it yourself."

  No, it's not like that!

  Be sure to bring her to eat meat together!

  ……

  Su Qinghuan was roaring in her heart, but her face was full of icebergs and snow lotus, not close to common dust.

  Although Yan Hanzhou could not understand Su Qinghuan’s heart, the young man deliberately wanted to pull her into the dust.

  "Master, the Yufeng Beast is not a vulgar thing, but also the meat of a spirit beast. If the disciple roasts it, it is natural for Master to taste it."

  "This spirit and flesh are like spirit rice and spirit fruit, which can be compared with rice in an extraordinary time. It will not produce any mundane air on the body of the monk, and there is no need for the master to bother refining."

  Su Qinghuan understands this truth better than Yan Hanzhou.

  Like their monks, although they can be greedy for appetite like a mortal, it is best to drink something with aura like the original body.

  Otherwise, the food nourished by ordinary mortals, even the wild Ganoderma lucidum and cordyceps that ordinary people regard as a health tonic, will also bring turbidity.

  If monks eat mortal whole grains for a long time, it will disturb spiritual power and require a lot of effort to purify.

  This is also the reason why many monks completely quit their appetite after bigu.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan actually knows this truth, but can't stand the original owner's high-cold personality, how can he take the initiative to ask for barbecue!

  She has decided that as long as Yan Hanzhou really roasts the Yufeng Beast, she will reluctantly do it and pretend that it is not good to make the disciple sad and eat meat again.

   Thinking of this, Su Qinghuan brushed his sleeves lightly.

   "If you like it, just grill it."

  Speaking, Su Qinghuan sat cross-legged and began to sort out the aura in his body.

  ……

  Since Yan Hanzhou defeated Yufeng Beast, the hidden wounds in the original owner's body did not recur, but Su Qinghuan was not afraid of 10,000, so it was better to suppress the disordered aura earlier.

   Seeing Su Qinghuan closing her eyes to practice, Yan Hanzhou's eyes darkened slightly.

  Even if he knew that Yuan Ying’s divine consciousness was released, he could perceive his attention, but Yan Hanzhou still couldn’t control his emotions, allowing himself to stare at Su Qinghuan’s eyebrows idiotically.

  The ink-like hair, the snow-like skin, and the slightly moisturized lips, which are more exciting than the early spring cherry blossoms.

  I really want to...a kiss...

  The young man's eyes were getting hotter and hotter, and Su Qinghuan was staring at him with a bit of brilliance.

  Although she has her eyes closed, it doesn't mean that fiery eyes, she will ignore it.

   Just when Su Qinghuan was a little frustrated, and was about to ask Yan Hanzhou what is so good, he heard the figure turning around.

   Soon, he set up a temporary barbecue rack.

   And the original imposing Yufeng Beast, at this moment, was pitifully torn off several pieces of meat by Yan Hanzhou, and grilled on the fire.

  The sound of oily sizzling sounded in the air, accompanied by a strong food aroma that made one's index finger move.

  ……

  Su Qinghuan was sitting in a precarious manner, closing his eyes and operating his spiritual power, but at the moment he smelled the strong smell of meat in the air, he almost rushed over.

  This is too fragrant!

  Su Qinghuan kept swallowing her saliva, for fear that she might not be able to hold up this inhumanly cold image.

   "Ahhh, Tonger, it smells so delicious, I really want to eat it!"

   "Host, food is food, you haven't eaten it yet, how do you predict that Yan Hanzhou's roasted meat will be delicious?"

   "But it's so fragrant TAT."

  Su Qinghuan waved a small handkerchief in her heart. Just when she was about to perform the cold image of serious cultivation, she suddenly heard Yan Hanzhou speak respectfully.

  "Master, the meat is already cooked. Would you like to enjoy it with your disciples?"

  (End of this chapter)