The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

I didn’t make dinner yesterday, but it doesn’t matter, I can still prepare dinner well today.

Lu Ciyan excitedly began to prepare ingredients for dinner.

However, at this moment he faced a difficult problem - he had never killed a chicken before.

Looking at the sharp kitchen knife in his hand, Lu Ciyan was a little at a loss for a moment, not knowing where to start.

But he has killed both humans and cranes, so it should be the same.

With this thought in mind, he raised the kitchen knife, aimed at the chicken's head and chopped it down.

But who would have thought that the knife would hit nothing.

The chicken reacted extremely quickly, dodging the attack with a flick of its body, then ran away desperately.

As it ran, it flapped its wings and kicked its two skinny chicken legs hard, glancing at Lu Ciyan with its two small eyes, looking very provocative and disdainful.

How can I bear being laughed at by a chicken?

It effectively provoked the darkness in Lu Ciyan's heart.

He just snorted coldly, threw the kitchen knife aside, and walked straight towards the chicken with big strides.

With Lu Ciyan's current strength, dealing with a chicken is obviously no problem.

Not long after, accompanied by a lot of commotion and a few falling chicken feathers, Lu Ciyan finally caught it and broke its neck directly.

He still remembered to pay attention to his image and didn't get himself covered in blood like before, otherwise his master would definitely dislike him.

The master didn’t like hugging him in the first place, and if he continued to dislike him, he would probably not let him hold his hand in the future.

That won’t do. I still have to warm Master’s hands.

Thinking of this, Lu Ciyan couldn't help but stare at his hands.

Although he only possessed a pseudo spiritual root, which caused his cultivation speed to be extremely slow, fortunately, he still had a trace of fire spiritual root in his body.

Although his ability to absorb and control fire-attribute spiritual energy is not as good as that of single spiritual roots and other spiritual roots, he still has a chance.

He wanted to try it.

Lu Ciyan then sat down cross-legged. He closed his eyes, put aside all distracting thoughts in his mind, and focused his mind to sense the fire-attributed spiritual power floating in the space.

With the experience gained from his recent training, Lu Ciyan's progress was quite smooth. Before long, he successfully captured the flickering fire-attributed spiritual energy that looked like small red dots.

However, those red dots were mixed with other small dots of other colors. If Lu Ciyan absorbed them all, it would take a long time to refine them, and he would not have enough time to cook for his master.

Therefore, Lu Ciyan only planned to absorb the small red dots.

However, it is not easy to remove the other colorful dots.

After all, these small dots are densely packed and intertwined with each other, like an intricate maze.

Therefore, Lu Ciyan had to concentrate hard and try very patiently to separate the small red dot from the many small dots bit by bit.

But even so, it took him a long time to successfully separate out a tiny bit.

He felt that it was getting late, and if he continued, he would definitely miss making dinner for his master, so he quickly absorbed the small amount of fire-attribute spiritual power that he had separated with great difficulty into his body.

Less absorption means faster refining. Lu Ciyan opened his eyes after a while. After a thought, a cluster of small and exquisite flames appeared at the tip of his index finger.

Although the flame does not look particularly strong, it is more than enough for cooking.

On the bright side, if I accidentally lose my storage bag in the future, at least I can still make a fire to keep warm or cook food with my own skills.

Lu Ciyan smiled self-deprecatingly and then started to boil water.

After the water boiled, he processed the chicken and fish, washed the medicinal herbs to be used as vegetables, and then Lu Ci Yan began to cook.

I saw him confidently pouring nearly half of the oil into the pot, putting the chicken pieces in before the oil was hot, and stir-frying quickly.

The chicken pieces seemed to be swimming in the oil pan, sizzling as they cooked.

Lu Ciyan thought about the steps Fu Xu taught him while pouring down half a jar of liquor.

Well, this is for removing the fishy smell.

Then what……

Lu Ciyan frowned and hit himself on the head a few times.

Next... should be to add water...

Then Lu Ciyan poured some more water in, covered the pot with a lid, and prepared to simmer it.

When the time was almost up, he opened the lid and added a lot of seasonings. Finally, he cooked it over high heat to reduce the sauce, locking all the essence into the chicken, and then served it on a plate.

From the moment it was put into the pot to the moment it was taken out, Lu Ciyan was always full of confidence, so confident that he didn't even taste it first.

Maybe he subconsciously wanted his master to be the first to taste the food he cooked.

After all three dishes were ready, Lu Ciyan went to call his master.

"My birthday was delayed yesterday. Master, would you be willing to spend it with me again today? I have prepared the food, and you can come over and eat it."

Thinking of the other party's barbecue skills before, Lu Shi actually wanted to refuse, but the expectation in the other party's eyes was too obvious. As his master, it was normal for him to celebrate his birthday for him.

So Lu Shi hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

A small hand was actively holding his hand, and Lu Shi could clearly see a few small red spots on it caused by oil burns.

She took his little hand and the red spot slowly disappeared under her healing.

Lu Ciyan, who was walking in front, only knew that his hand was held by his master. He felt so happy in his heart that he completely ignored the cool feeling on the back of his hand.

The cabin was illuminated by a few night pearls, and steam was rising from the three dishes on the table.

As soon as Lu Shi approached, the smell of alcohol hidden behind the fragrance was revealed.

She used her spiritual sense to scan the jar of wine she saw when she left today and found that almost half of it was gone.

Is this all for cooking?

What dish requires so much wine?

She sat down at the table, her eyes fixed on the two plates of meat dishes, as if she were lost in thought.

Green vegetables don't need wine, so these two are the ones.

Lu Shi's nostrils twitched slightly, his eyes fixed on the plate of chicken.

The original owner had never drunk alcohol and didn't know how much this body could drink. In order to avoid losing control after drinking, Lu Shi thought he should not touch the chicken.

But what Lu Ciyan was most satisfied with was the chicken he made himself.

Seeing that his master avoided chicken and only ate fish and vegetables, he moved the chicken in front of Lu Shi.

"Master, try this. I've been stewing it for a long time."

As he spoke, Lu Ciyan's eyes, bright as stars, stared at Lu Shi, his gaze full of eagerness and expectation, making Lu Shi unable to say no for a moment.

She had eaten fish and vegetables. Although the fish was a bit fishy and the vegetables were a bit salty, they were not unpalatable and not as dark as she had imagined.

Then this chicken shouldn't be that bad...

Thinking of this, Lu Shi couldn't help but feel a little hesitant and wavering.

But she was not too worried. She just remembered that this was the world of cultivation, and the drunkenness could be dispelled with spiritual energy. Even if this body could not tolerate alcohol well, she could use spiritual power to keep herself sober.

With this support, Lu Shi's worries were slightly alleviated.

So, under Lu Ciyan's expectant eyes, Lu Shi slowly picked up a small piece of chicken with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

The chicken is bright in color and has a burnt aroma from being fried, but after being stewed in water it loses its crispiness, but it is still very flavorful.

Lu Shi only felt a smell of alcohol rushing to the top of her head, and the drunkenness surged. She fell down before she could use her spiritual power.

Before falling asleep, Lu Shi finally realized the alcohol tolerance of this body - he couldn't drink even a little.

No wonder the original owner had never drunk alcohol. If the enemy knew this weakness, he would have died a thousand times over.