My Debauched Devotion

　　 After eating the red-spotted tiger meat and black-horned ewe meat, Zhijianfeng has not tasted the delicacy of the large spirit beasts for several days.

　　 I usually get some wild black-bone chicken, hare, crucian and abalone... Although it tastes good, there are more monks and less meat than enough.

　　 filial piety is very important, but Xiao Ran is also a man, he can't always be a vegetarian, and occasionally he has to open a meat to have the strength to be filial.

　　 This Dao League hunting falcon is worth more than 500 catties, enough to hold the sword peak for several days!

　　 In order to make a pot of stew neatly, Xiao Ran specially went to Cast Jianfeng.

　　Tuo Gaoshi helped him to create a huge pot that was ten feet wide. He carried it all the way back, feeling that he would be blamed on himself in the era of the end of the law, and he felt very guilty.

　　 has been back to Zhijian Peak to put down the pot, and it feels more relaxed.

　　 It can be seen that people can't carry the pot casually.

　　 The night fell.

　　 The bonfire on Jianping swayed, accompanied by the stars, emitting intoxicating soft light.

　　 The evening breeze slowly blows, and there is a sound of loose noise, accompanied by the gurgling stream and the sound of worms, playing an idyllic evening song.

　　 A large iron pot with a width of more than ten feet, set on a bamboo stand three feet high.

　　Ling Zhouyue personally took charge of the stew this time.

　　High-pressure space stewing method is an extremely high-end cooking technique. The space, air pressure and spiritual pressure are compressed to the limit through a strong seal, which can be understood as...

　　 Pressure cooker.

　　 Xiao Ran’s full-level culinary skills provide a perfect stewing principle, but limited to a low level of cultivation, it can only be stewed by the master’s power.

　　Ling Zhouyue is full of interest.

　　 While staring at the fire, she controlled the strength of the space seal.

　　 The blue wine bamboo tube is sandwiched between the flaps, and from time to time I lower my head and take a sip.

　　 The picturesque, heroic and clear face, the reddishness reflected by the swaying fire, the ears and temples were lifted by the mountain wind, unexpectedly showing a soft and charming.

　　Only the action of lowering her head to drink, is like a crow throwing a stone, exposing her simple nature.

　　 Chu Yan is responsible for watching the fire, and by using the sewing needle and sword technique, he can control the firepower, fire shape and fire spirit extremely accurately.

　　 The soup is half boiled, and the rich falcon fragrance diffuses, covering the entire Jianjian Peak in a blink of an eye, quickly spreading to the mountains.

　　 Ling Zhouyue nodded.

　　 "It is the taste of the Dao League."

　　……

　　Zongzhi Mountain is three thousand li eastward, and in the wild land on the edge of the Fire Country, there is a high mountain that once towered into the sky. It was cut off by a sword, and a small fairy city was built in the cross section——

　　 East Floating City.

　　As the resident of the Dao League, Dongfu City is only a ten-mile radius, with star-studded buildings and vertical and horizontal streets. As a fairy city, it has all the five internal organs.

　　 Dao League relies on hundreds of similar fairy cities to control the entire True Spirit Continent.

　　 However, Dongfu City is close to Zongzhi Mountain, one of the five gangsters, and has weak control over the surrounding area.

　　 the center of the city.

　　 A pentagonal tower towers into the clouds, like a giant sword.

　　 is the administrative office building of the Dao League, Xing Tian Pavilion.

On the top of the pavilion, there is a blue light array with five swords facing and rotating slowly.

　　 This is a teleportation array that can directly reach the headquarters of the Dao League. The cost is extremely high, and it will not be easily activated if there is no emergency.

　　 The top floor is the Tianjianyuan, and the second top floor is the living room.

　　 The third top floor is where Dongfu lives and works.

　　 study room, before the long case.

　　 A middle-aged man wearing an indigo cloud robe, tall and burly, with handsome features like carvings, sits respectfully in front of a long table, tasting black snake soup.

　　 His beard is as short as a thorn, with an eight-foot long sword at his waist, and half a foot wide, his vigor and strength, and his body is full of rich hormones.

　　 It's a pity that there are a pair of panda eyes, with drooping eyelids and heavy bags under the eyes, giving people a feeling of excessive bathing and unable to get up again.

　　 Two plates were placed in front of the long table, one plate of snake soup, and one plate of charred snake meat, cut into slender pieces.

　　 placed a tall black sand pot on his chest, filled with bright red spirit berries, almost overflowing.

　　 He took a sip of goji berries, and then ate snake meat, with a complex emotion of melancholy and hatred in his eyes.

　　 After eating and drinking, he lifted his heavy eyelids and looked at the door.

"come in."

"Yes."

　　 Heishi opened the door and entered.

　　 Sitting in front of the long case was the newly appointed Deacon Dongfu, Li Wuxie, who was once famous in the Dao League, but suddenly fell silent for eight hundred years.

　　 Li Wuxie saw that Heishi felt ashamed.

　　 "Say, what's wrong?"

　　 Black Stone confessed truthfully.

　　 "The subordinates just went to Zongzhi Mountain, and participated in the Chengjian Conference for half a month after seeing the introduction, Xiao Ran, the direct disciple of Ling Zhouyue who holds the sword peak."

　　 "Ling Zhouyue..."

　　 Hearing the name, Li Wuxie looked up, and his thick thick eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

　　 "Is this troublesome woman in Zongji Mountain?"

　　 Heishi is ashamed, how blocked your news!

　　 "Elder Lingzhou has come to Zongzhishan for more than 500 years."

"is it?"

　　 "Just ten days ago, Elder Lingzhou destroyed an underground gambling house in Dongfu City and scraped away all the spirit stones, because the gambling house did violate the rules, and it is not easy for us to hold her accountable."

　　 Li Wuxie held the black sand pot in both hands, and his eyebrows became more and more stagnant.

　　 "Sword Inheritance Conference in three days... Am I going to take part in this kind of trouble when I first come? Is Dongfu City too quiet? Is it the local custom of Dongfu?"

　　 Black Rock shook his head.

　　 "No, Zong Zhishan deliberately blocked the news. A few days ago, he sent a secret letter to Xing Tiange to inform him of the matter. It was just that the chief executive had not read the letter, so his subordinates made their own opinions and went to investigate."

　　 Li Wuxie half raised his drooping eyelids.

　　 "Take the wine I gave you?"

　　 Heishi became nervous suddenly.

　　 "The jar of wine...the subordinates gave it to Xiao Ran."

　　 Xiao Ran?

　　 Isn’t it for Ling Zhouyue?

　　 Li Wuxie is too lazy to ask.

　　 "The wine is given to you. It is yours. You can give it to anyone. Why are you so flustered?"

　　 Heishi gritted his teeth and bit his scalp and said:

　　 "In addition to wine, the Falcon of the Dao League... has also been given away."

　　 Li Wuxie was taken aback.

"what?"

　　 Heishi then told about his experience at Jianjian Peak.

　　 Hearing from the beginning to the end, Li Wuxie kept his eyelids drooping, without any surprise, at the end, he only sighed:

　　 "Looking at your slick look, I thought it was a ghost, but I didn't expect to be a loyal general of the Dao League. It is also Li's blessing to have you help me in Dongfu City."

　　 Heishi hurriedly bends over to behave, after some politeness, he suddenly asked:

　　 "You don't care about Xiao Ran at all?"

　　 Li Wuxie stood up holding the pot, stood in front of the window, shaped like a wide sword, with drooping dark circles, looking at the strange East Floating City outside the window ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ prepare sword burial for the dead eagle. "

　　 From the beginning, Xiao Ran was not mentioned once.

　　……

　　 hold Jianfeng, Jianping.

　　 The soup is steaming and the bone fragrance overflows.

　　 Chu Yan's small mouth was white, and he forcibly suppressed the impulse to upgrade his dantian, his face flushed.

　　 In the Age of the Last Dharma, this kind of promotion that was forcibly lifted by delicious food is unstable and cannot be easily shaken.

　　 "What is the origin of this Li Wuxie, even the master knows him?"

　　 Contrary to Chu Yan's movements, Ling Zhouyue seemed to be quiet, but she ate and drank extremely fast, closed her mouth and swallowed sea drinks, bowed her head and feasted, one person could do three people, while still having more to talk about Li Wuxie.

"I was a senior in the academy. He reached the state of integration very early. One of the sword-holders of the Dao League. Later, for some reason, his cultivation level plummeted, and his position as a sword-holder was abolished. Go down and walk."

　　 Xiao Ran eats falcons and drinks soup, and he also has a taste. At most, he grows fat, and the spiritual roots of the five elements are not moving.

　　 "Is it strong?"

　　 Ling Zhouyue Road:

"My kendo teacher once said that Li Wuxie-he is the pinnacle of academy kendo, and even the teacher has to ask him. If I don't use the tide swordsmanship, the basic swordsmanship is not as good as him. I heard that he has done everything in a straightforward manner. It's difficult to accommodate."

　　 This is troublesome!

　　 Xiao Ran thought to himself, this broken eagle falcon, the good idea is not carried out, and he has to go into the hot pot. Is it because he usually works hard and takes the opportunity to commit suicide?

　　 Thinking of this, Xiao Ran suddenly felt very ashamed.

　　He is a dignified sword bearer, and a conscientious Dao League Falcon hunter!

When 　　 was ashamed, he bit his shoulder blade.

　　 "It smells good."