Notes on building a city in the immortal world

Is the second round of mission line coming out? !

The rewards for the first round of quest lines haven't been released yet!

Moreover, the task requires a trust level of 37, but there are only [-] people in Bailu Village, and the full trust level is [-], even if everyone's trust level is maxed out, it is only [-] trust level. Add villagers!

Although Nangong Zhenyan is very speechless about the food system, he still attaches great importance to the task line of [Building Bailu Village].

After all, he can't hug Nangongqin's thigh for the rest of his life, he needs his own strength and influence.

Only by operating this force can there be a chance to repay Nangongqin.

Zhenyan was thinking in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face.

"I said before that the porridge is not made of precious materials. In fact, the Lingmi and Lingjiang in it are all given to me by you. It is not difficult to cook, so there is no problem in giving to ordinary people."

"But..." The village head wanted to say something.

But Zhenyan raised his hand and stopped him: "However, how to give is a problem. I'm not kind enough to deliver goods to your door, and according to what you just said, those mortals did not gather in towns, but lived separately in the mountains and forests , it’s impossible to do alms by every family, right?”

"It's really impossible." The village chief breathed a sigh of relief.

"Moreover, the existence of food is meaningless if you don't eat it every day..." Zhenyan paused here, and then said cheerfully: "I think you have a bright future, so why not learn to cook from me!"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other.

But this time, no one thought that Zhenyan was being generous, but that he had other plans.

After all, Nangong Zhenyan traveled from the information age. He can download the recipes of the Manchu Banquet on the Internet. Of course, he would not have imagined how serious "teaching" and "learning" are in this world that has not experienced industrialization.

Don't talk about the secrets of the immortal family's martial arts, or even a complete recipe, it's just a small skill of cooking. The average village woman can hide it as a treasure. Even the daughter-in-law is reluctant to teach it, only thinking about giving it to her daughter as a dowry. Or even take it to his own grave.

Like Nangong Zhenyan, who clearly knows that what he is doing is spiritual food, but also carelessly preaches to others, it is absolutely unique, even a fool would not do it.

Lu Dayong couldn't help but looked at Nangong Zhenyan for the first time, and asked hesitantly, "Young master, do you want to establish a sect?"

"Pfft, I'm only in the Qi refining period, what kind of sect is there!" Zhenyan couldn't help laughing.

But he noticed the tension on the faces of the villagers.

Probably because Bailu said something about the spiritual food master, these people think that I want them to change sects!

Zhenyan thought he understood the reason, but felt a little presumptuous: "That's right, it's not convenient for you to send porridge; just ask those mountain people if there is any suitable one at home, and it's good to send it here to study!"

Isn't this the beginning of a sect?

"But, those are mortals." Lu Dayong emphasized again.

"It's just cooking porridge, even ordinary people!"

Zhenyan recalled it.

The first time he used the alchemy stove to cook porridge, he was still on the first floor of the Qi refining stage, and he didn't even know how lucky he was, but what he can do now is to use spiritual power to control the heat, but it doesn't have to be done with spiritual power. You can do it if you have the time to do it.

Zhenyan smiled and said, "Of course, those with spiritual roots are the best."

For some reason, the village head's expression became more serious.

"This is a big deal, young master," Lu Dayong cupped his hands and said, "Please allow us to discuss how to proceed."

"Well, take your time?" Zhenyan smiled.

Although he didn't understand the nervous attitude of the villagers, but the twisted melon is not sweet, so he didn't force it.

The White Deer Mountain God stared at the side for a long time, and at this moment he waved his long eyelashes and smiled, "Young Master Nangong is generous, does your lord know?"

"I'll tell my ancestors when I get back." Zhenyan replied indifferently.

Originally, cooking was his own skill, and I believe Nangong Qin would not restrict him in this kind of place.

"No matter what Young Master Nangong's plan is, at least Bailu Village has got your guard," Bailushan Shen said, "I can't help but say so."

As it said so, it moved its hooves that were entangled in black air with difficulty.

Seeing this, Grandma Bai Xiaohua hurriedly got up, and tremblingly took out a book from under Bai Lu's belly.

Bailu signaled Granny Bai Xiaohua to hand over the scroll to Nangong Zhenyan: "This elixir is only useful to spiritual food masters. Since Young Master Nangong is destined for spiritual food, please accept it!"

"Only for spiritual food masters?" Zhenyan took the scroll strangely.

"Refining Methods of 37 ☆Basic Medicinal Pills".

Ah, it seems that the reward for the first ring of the main line has arrived.

However, the title of the book does look suspicious. I thought it was a system problem, but I didn't expect that there was actually a star drawn between the titles on the cover, and I don't know what the appeal is.

Zhenyan opened the book and read it.

The first pill is Zhenyan's familiar blood pill.

However, unlike the ordinary blood qi pills currently used by Zhenyan, this pill recipe records in detail the preparation of different grades of blood qi pills up to the stage of transforming gods. Exaggerated existence of flowers and plants.

Well, the content is quite serious, and it feels pretty good as a practice of alchemy.

Zhenyan thought of his alchemy, which he hadn't learned at all, but was upgraded to [Level [-]] with food.

Zhenyan looked at the second Dan Fang.

The second pill is called "Lingming Dan".

This is a elixir that I have never touched before, and the name is also very mediocre. I don't know what its purpose is, so Zhenyan simply turned to the column of usage to see what the elixir is, but it says [purpose] : cool taste, like coriander].

Wait a minute, this isn't called a "purpose" is it?

Zhenyan finally found out that something was wrong. He flipped back to the Blood Qi Pill, and found that the purpose of the Blood Qi Pill was not written on the side of the Blood Qi Pill according to the usual usage, such as supplementing spiritual power to enhance physical fitness, but [Use: Spicy, like ginger】.

Nangong Zhenyan looked at other prescriptions, most of which are unheard of prescriptions, and their uses are also "like garlic", "like licorice" and "like pepper".

...This is the complete collection of seasoning substitutes, right? !

"How about it, Young Master Nangong, are you still satisfied?" Bailu Mountain God asked with a smile when he saw Zhenyan flipping through the book.

"Of course I'm satisfied." Zhenyan's face cramped a bit.

Someone is actually researching to replace condiments with elixir, which shows that I am not alone, how could I be dissatisfied?

Zhenyan couldn't help asking, "Who wrote this book?"

"An old friend from many years ago, he has been dead for a long time." Bailu Mountain God replied vaguely, it lowered its eyelashes, making people unable to bear to ask more questions.

Zhenyan asked, "Is he a human?"

"Of course," Bailu Mountain God gave Zhenyan a strange look: "Spiritual food masters only have human beings, and they will only be human beings. The range of recipes for other creatures is not as wide as yours."

Zhenyan said with a smile: "The relationship between the mountain god and us humans is really good."

"...not limited to human beings, all creatures on this mountain are my people." Bailu Mountain God said.

"Is that so?"

Zhenyan stared at Granny Bai Xiaohua's white-haired head, wondering what she was thinking.

Bailu Mountain God felt a little tired at this time.

As a mountain god, it doesn't have a body, and the white deer is just a form, and it was seriously injured. This time, it has spent a lot of spiritual power. Seeing that Zhenyan doesn't seem to have any intention of speaking, he wants to serve tea guest.

"If Young Master Nangong has no other questions, will the concubine go back?"

"Ah, no, I still have a question." Nangong Zhenyan came back to his senses. He looked at the antlers on the white deer's head and asked strangely, "Are you a male? Why do you call yourself a 'concubine'?"

"……Nothing to do with you!"

Today's dinner is roast meat.

The meat was carefully selected by Zhenyan from Orion Luzhang before. It was fat and thin, with distinct layers.

According to Lu Zhang, the boar is a demon pig with spiritual power.

Zhenyan felt that this pig was also very powerful, because he raised the size of a domestic pig in the wild, but he hadn't done it, it was a bit coquettish, and he couldn't make a big dish without seasoning, so he could only roast it.

Zhenyan sliced ​​the meat thinly, seasoned it with linginger and a sour lingering fruit, and then selected a few slices of meat with the most beautiful textures, and put them on the slate that was roasted red and brushed with oil Putting it on, the sliced ​​meat immediately made a "sizzling" sound, and then coated with honey, the burnt aroma mixed with sweetness spread in the cave.

But maybe because of not using the alchemy stove, there is no additional experience value for this dish.

Zhenyan didn't care either.

Anyway, the experience points given by Nangongqin are inherently low, so it doesn't make any difference whether they have it or not.

Dinner time is more like parent-child interaction time.

Today's dinner time, Zhenyan truthfully reported today's experience to Nangong Qin: "...so I told them, let those people come and learn how to cook from me, anyway, my cooking skills are on the side of ordinary people I learned it, so it shouldn't matter, right?"

"As long as Yan'er is happy." Nangong Qin smiled.

This ancestor is helping Zhenyan barbecue.

He seemed to think it was greasy, so he stopped eating after eating only two chopsticks, but seeing Zhenyan eating happily, he took over to help him grill the meat.

Zhenyan chewed the piece of meat, and continued: "However, there is a problem that I didn't think of at the time... Your ancestor suppressed the crack in the demon world, 160 years ago, right? But in terms of the lifespan of ordinary people, it is enough for several generations. Will it still be eroded by demon power?"

"No, it was not a suppression back then." Nangong Qin shook his head, not exaggerating his achievements: "I was only in the Nascent Soul stage at that time, and I was still powerless to deal with a large number of demons. It wasn't until 50 years ago, when I entered the integration period, that I completely sealed the cracks in the demon world, preventing the demon race from invading the human world, but even now, it can't be said that the demon race has been completely eliminated, and there must be many little demons left."

"That's amazing," Zhenyan said in admiration, "As expected of our ancestors."

After all, Nangong Qin himself didn't know that he could enter Mahayana in more than 100 years.

He guarded near the cracks in the demon world during the Nascent Soul stage, and tried his best to kill the demons that invaded the human world, even if the original purpose was for his own cultivation, it was a very remarkable thing.

"Yan'er is very powerful, and he can help others after entering the Qi refining stage." He decided to give the recipe so easily.

Nangongqin didn't doubt that Zhenyan had ulterior motives, he just thought that his child was too kind, so don't be bullied by others.

He then instructed: "But those evil spirits are not so easy to get rid of, and it's not your problem. Don't worry too much about this matter, and it will affect your own practice."

To put it simply, it’s okay to play outside, but it’s not allowed to affect homework, right?

"I know." Zhenyan said with a smile on his face as he complained in his heart.

He tried to divert this topic that he didn't want to hear as a student, so he raised his doubts.

Zhenyan said: "It's just cooking porridge. It's easy to teach. In contrast, I'm really surprised why the spirit food master is lost. Although the Bailu Mountain God said that it was because of the lack of spiritual energy, I think No matter how lacking in materials, chefs will not all be unemployed, do some big sects still have inheritance?"

Nangong Qin thought about it seriously: "Spiritual food master... It's the first time I've heard of it today, it must have been lost!"

"That's a pity."

Zhenyan picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and stopped pursuing it.

Nangong Qin's gaze darkened.