Chapter 200: Today I have wine, now I am drunkA month later. Bitan. A handsome young man was meditating with his eyes closed, his brows revealing a sense of tranquility and detachment. His hands gently kneaded a ball of clay, his fingers flexible and powerful, as if he was carving a precious work of art. As time passed, everything around him became quiet, and the clay in his hands gradually turned into a lively little animal under his shaping... A cute little dog! Not far away, Taoist Xuan Gui saw this scene and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and smile with relief. "Yes, the speed of making clay sculptures is much faster than before." Looking at the palm-sized puppy in front of him, Cheng Long stretched out a finger and lightly touched the puppy. A white light flashed by, and the puppy's eyes suddenly lit up, smart and lively. Then, he blew gently again, and the puppy trembled slightly. A mysterious transparent ripple surged on its body. The body made of mud transformed into flesh and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its pure white fur was smooth and soft.
It raised its head and looked at the person who gave it life, its eyes full of gratitude and closeness. Cheng Long smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and the puppy jumped into his palm affectionately. At this moment, the entire Bitan seemed to be shrouded in a magical force, which was the power of life, a tranquility and harmony that transcended the world. Cheng Long looked quietly at the little puppy in his palm, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He finally mastered the art of mediating between heaven and earth! The palm-sized puppy is no longer a puddle of mud that could turn back into mud at any time. "My friend, you have been in contact with the mediation of fate for less than thirty days, and you have already mastered the essence of this magical power! This is really gratifying, but don't be proud and complacent. Mediation of fate is a great magical power. Giving life to objects such as clay sculptures and paper cranes is only the beginning. When you can create living things out of thin air, you will be considered to have entered the realm of the beginner." Taoist Xuan Gui was afraid that Cheng Long would become complacent after achieving a little success, so after congratulating him, he poured cold water on him. "Master, you really think highly of me. Creating a living being out of thin air is more than just entry level!" Cheng Long rolled his eyes. If he wanted to create a living being out of thin air, he would need to at least have the cultivation level of White-eyebrowed Immortal from Mount Shu. That immortal was a genuine immortal, and he was still far from that. "Haha~~ Pressure brings motivation. What's more, our magical powers are endless. They can be as small as giving life to paper cranes or as big as evolving all things in the world. I'm not wrong, old Taoist!" Taoist Xuan Gui was right. The power of mediating destiny was the greatest of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Powers. When he originally taught it to the other party, he did not expect Cheng Long to be able to practice the Birth Name Hall. Just thinking about getting by. Who would have thought that this kid had mastered the magical power of mediating fate in just a month. Thinking that he had practiced on and off for more than thirty years to have the current accomplishment of giving life to clay sculptures, stone sculptures and other small animals, Cheng Long caught up with me in just thirty days. Besides being moved, he couldn't help but have high hopes for him. Cheng Long understood the old Taoist's desire for his son to become a successful person. He teased the little white dog in his hand and raised his head and said, "Master, do you think it is possible for me to join the Taoist sect and learn Taoist methods systematically?" "Not at all." Old Taoist Xuangui shook his head like a rattle. Although Taoism does not have so many restrictions and rules, and sometimes absorbs some special talents, for the sake of the integrity of their own Taoist traditions, each sect will not accept magic practitioners.
Who knows if this person is a pawn arranged by the Demon Sect? If so, then wouldn’t they be aiding the enemy by teaching him Taoism with all their heart? "..." Cheng Long shrugged and said, "How long will it take for you to ascend?" "Next full moon night." "Congratulations then." "Congratulations are not just words, you have to give some gifts, don't you think?" "If you want wine, just say so. Why are you beating around the bush?" "Hehe~~~" Boom! Cheng Long took out a wooden box out of thin air and moved out the three boxes of liquor inside. When Taoist Xuan Gui saw the boxes of liquor without dates or labels, he drooled as if he had seen a treasure. "I'm leaving in a few days, I'll give it all to you!" "I feel so embarrassed!" Taoist Xuan Gui said modestly subconsciously. Cheng Long was waiting for this sentence, and he smiled and said, "Excuse me, then you can teach me a magical skill!" “Uh…” Taoist Xuan Gui’s expression froze, and he said awkwardly: “Of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Techniques, I only know one or two. I have taught you all about mediation and destiny, so why are you still not satisfied?” "Just tell me whether you want to teach or not!" Cheng Long held the little white dog in one hand and two boxes of liquor in the other, looking like he had the opponent ready. His meaning was very clear: if you teach him, all three boxes are yours, but if you don't, you can only take one box. "Okay, if you want to learn, I will teach you, but my other magical power is the art of calling the wind and rain..." Taoist Xuan Gui finally couldn't resist the temptation of liquor and prepared to teach the other party the art of calling the wind and rain. But when Cheng Long heard this, he was not interested, but he did not refuse. He asked curiously: "Can you control lightning?" "Yes and no." Taoist Xuan Gui started to speak in a riddle. "So is it possible or not?" “When you call the wind and rain, there will be lightning and thunder. Whether you can control it depends entirely on your personal talent…” To put it bluntly, the art of calling the wind and rain is a method of manipulating the weather. If you understand the tricks, you can naturally attract lightning attacks. If you don't understand, then you can only follow the steps, honestly call the wind and rain, and do good deeds by watering the dry land. "I think I should be able to." Cheng Long had just learned how to manipulate fate, and his self-confidence was overflowing. At this time, he would not think that he could not learn to call the wind and rain... …… That night.
Cheng Long brought the puppy back to Bai Mansion in Shuangxi Town. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Feifei, who was dressed in green and looked cute and lovely. "Wow, what a cute little fox, come and hug me." Feifei noticed the little puppy in Cheng Long's palm and was immediately filled with love and ran over excitedly. "It's a dog! Not a fox." Cheng Long emphasized and asked casually, "Where's your sister?" "He is practicing in the house! My elder sister and second sister are here." After Feifei signed the devil's contract, the system gave her a new skill called "Divine Fire Technique". This is another set of skills provided to demon servants after "Ashura Book" and "Taiyin Mysterious Classic". However, the Divine Fire Art is different from the previous two techniques. It cannot improve one's cultivation level, but is a spiritual practice method. The key is to gather one's spiritual power and condense a fire of the soul. Depending on individual attributes, the condensed divine fire will also be different. For example, the True Fire of the Sun, the Nine Netherworld Fire, the Southern Ming Fire, the Red Lotus Karma Fire, and so on. After a month of intermittent "hard training", Feifei has condensed a Nanming Fire. Of course, it is only a small flame, but it is quite powerful. Any evil spirits or ghosts that come into contact with it will instantly burn all over the body and turn into ashes. Of course. Feifei's Nanming Lihuo is not that threatening to enemies who are much more powerful than her. The power of the divine fire is closely related to its user. In the past month, Cheng Long also tried to practice the Divine Fire Technique, but the Divine Fire he cultivated was not the overbearing Sun True Fire, Samadhi True Fire, etc., but the Fire of Nirvana. This is a very sacred and powerful fire. It is not aggressive, and the fire is not fierce. It is a holy fire. It can only bring people back to life, like a phoenix rising from the ashes. But that's enough! What Cheng Long needs most is a life-saving trump card. The Fire of Nirvana is far more precious to him than other divine fires such as the True Fire of the Sun, the Southern Ming Fire, and the Ziwei Heavenly Fire. "Then don't disturb them for now. Just look after the dog. I'll go make you some food." Cheng Long is in a good mood today. He learned the art of calling the wind and rain from Taoist Xuan Gui. After that, as long as he practices diligently, he will be able to manipulate the weather and control thunder and lightning. He can make it windy when he wants it to blow and rain when he wants it to rain. He can also make it snow and hail. This door god is very versatile and can do a lot of things. after a while. As waves of fragrance wafted out from the kitchen, Bai Suzhen and Huahua, who were practicing in the quiet room, opened their eyes one after another. Huahua took a deep breath and exclaimed, "The food my little sister cooked today smells so good!" "It's not her, it's the young master. The young master is back." Bai Suzhen quickly got up and followed the aroma into the kitchen. as predicted. At this moment, Cheng Long was wearing an apron, showing off his skills in the kitchen, stir-frying shredded venison with green peppers.
Cheng Long uses chili seeds extracted from dried chili peppers. He always used chili powder in cooking before. Although it has a spicy taste, some dishes are delicious only with fresh chili peppers. For example, if you stir-fry shredded pork with shredded green and red peppers, it will become quite delicious. A month ago, he found a vacant lot in the backyard and planted a lot of peppers. He used magic to stimulate the growth every day, and several crops grew in half a month. After the three sisters Susu tasted the peppers, they fell in love with the taste, which was spicy and quite appetizing. Maybe the chili pepper gave him inspiration. When the first crop of peppers grew in the backyard pepper garden, he rummaged through the boxes and cupboards and found sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn, three high-yield crops, from the various supplies prepared by Scar Red. At present, new buds have sprouted and the growth is quite good. "Sir, Feifei is so ignorant that she asked you to cook again. I have to have a good talk with her later." Bai Suzhen always felt that men should not cook. Household chores such as cooking and washing clothes are the responsibilities of women. But I can’t stop thinking about the home-cooked dishes made by Cheng Long. It's quite contradictory. "Why are you talking about her? I want to cook this myself. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll cook a few more dishes. You three sisters have to accompany me for a drink later." Cheng Long likes to cook, especially for his relatives and friends. He feels very happy when he sees them eating with big mouthfuls and a satisfied look on their faces. "Good son." Bai Su Su smiled and nodded. At this time, Huahua, who had been in the backyard for a while, walked into the kitchen and said, "Sir, the leaves of the precious vegetables you planted in the backyard were pecked by birds. Is that okay?" "What, a bird peck? Is it serious?" Cheng Long looked nervous. Sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn are all his powerful weapons for accumulating virtue and doing good deeds. Once these three crops are promoted, the merits accumulated will be more than those accumulated by hunting down hundreds of rural evil gods. "It's nothing serious, just a few pecks on the leaves." "That's okay, a few leaves are not a big deal." Cheng Long breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing this scene, Bai Su Su couldn't help but ask, "Master, what are those crops you grow?" "Sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn are all very high-yield crops." “How productive?” Cheng Long raised his lips slightly and asked with a smile: "What is the rice yield per mu?" Bai Su Su thought for a moment and said, "Three stones is a bit more. Some places can charge three and a half stones." "Then if I say that the sweet potato yield per mu is 20 to 30 dan, do you believe it?" In the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, one shi weighs about 90 jin, and the yield per mu is shi, which means about 300 jin of grain. Cheng Long started with the question of twenty or thirty shi, which was equivalent to a minimum yield of two thousand jin per mu. Although Bai Suzhen and Huahua had never worried about food, even such fox spirits who had never worried about food were still shocked when they heard that the sweet potato yield was twenty or thirty shi per mu. "Sir, is what you said true?" ×2 "It's true."
Cheng Long said the yield per mu is 2,000 kilograms, but in fact, he is being conservative. It is possible to have 8,000 kilograms or even tens of thousands of kilograms. The potatoes are pretty much the same. Even corn has a yield per mu that is three to four times that of rice, one of the world's staple foods. Once these three crops are promoted, there will be countless families who will erect longevity monuments for them. "..." Bai Suzhen and Huahua looked at each other in disbelief. long silence. Bai Su Su said solemnly: "Master, if you didn't lie to us, then we have to send someone to guard the seedlings in the vegetable garden in the backyard at all times. We must not let the birds peck at them again." "There's no need to watch it specifically, just find a net to cover it." "I'll go find it now." Bai Suzhen obviously understood why Cheng Long was worried about sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn seedlings. This is a great merit. The three sisters only need to join in and they will be able to achieve the right result and no longer have to worry about this or that calamity. Watching Susu turn around and leave in a hurry, Cheng Long shook his head and smiled, scooped the fried green pepper and venison into the plate, and began to cook the next dish. "Well, it's delicious!" Huahua took a sneak peek and was immediately impressed; the green peppers were fresh and fragrant, and the shredded meat was tender and smooth, just what she liked best. "Don't just steal food. The fire is not big enough. Go add more wood." "okay!" Huahua sucked her fingers, skipped to the stove, added wood quickly, looked at the man who was cooking the food seriously, and thought with blurry eyes: "Although the young master is a magic cultivator and has evil magic objects, he has not killed innocent people. Now he is preparing to promote high-yield crops and save the people. I am lucky to be his woman!" "But……" Then Huahua thought that Cheng Long was a man from another world and might leave at any time, and she felt conflicted again. She wants to make progress so much! But she can't let go of the temptation of the handsome Cheng Long. Therefore, no decision could be made. In fact, when she and Bai Suzhen were hesitating, the decision had already been made. Everyone has their own aspirations, and Cheng Long did not force them. Wait until the two girls achieve their goals and part ways amicably. If they can't bear to come down to the mortal world in the future, they can renew their old relationship. As long as he doesn't return to the main world, Susu and Huahua can come to find him at any time. "Forget it, why think so much? Drink today and worry about tomorrow..." Huahua quickly put aside all the random thoughts in her mind.
There is no need to worry about something that has not yet happened. The most important thing is to enjoy your crotch. (End of this chapter)