Chapter 861

On the 16th of December, Lu Zhengkang was standing on the hillside of the mountain. The red dimple of the flying sword danced between the sleeves of his robe, and the red light was shining. But it was always dim. He played for a while, and the flying sword clanged. This was a protest. Lu Zhengkang had no choice but to put away his flying sword.

Fire conquers gold, which is usually the case. Jinxing mana is not suitable to use fire flying sword. Even fire flying sword is not for sword immortals, but for Qi practitioners.

Lu Zhengkang has promoted the essence of the five elements rotation, but it is no doubt inferior to transform the mana to adapt to the flying sword. Gold makes water, water makes wood, and wood makes fire. It's a long way to go. Of course, the best way is to stimulate the nature of mana. Jinxing mana is directly connected with the western white tiger Xingxiu's Dharma, which turns into wind and helps fire. In this way, Jinxing Qi can be used to resist fire and form a flying sword.

However, Lu Zhengkang prefers another way.

Jin Xingqi is the essence of Qi. With form, it doesn't matter what kind of material it is filled with.

He learned the method of brewing wine from sixth martial uncle. He instilled all his magic power into the new wheat in the field. It was not much, just half an acre of land. Most of the wheat died, and the surviving parts soon matured and produced iron gray grains. In winter, there was a thick layer of snow on the ground, but the wheat straw was six feet high, which was not as high as adults Not much.

Lu Zhengkang picked the wheat and counted it. The total was 3721 grains. These grains of wheat are almost iron sand, and it is impossible for them to germinate. He planned to make wine out of the sand, which is also the magic of nature, turning the impossible into the possible.

Soak the wheat grains in thunder water for peeling, steam them with corncob milk on the earth's core fire vein, cool them in the air, add wine starter, put them into the pottery jar, open a pit and wait for fermentation.

During this period of time, Lu Zhengkang's daily breath was all used in Wenyang, which is no more than two feet in size. A week later, his body became thinner with naked eyes.

In addition, he can use very little mana every day, and he always wobbles when he is in the clouds. Qingningzi knew that he was practicing, so he told him to shut up quietly on the immortal platform and run to the red building to see the object with his precarious body every day. It's really unnecessary.

They also communicate with each other, but the frequency is not high. They write a letter every three or two days, and qingningzi is mainly sending a letter. She is still quite busy. Lu Zhengkang just sits idly on the ridge of the field holding the wine jar every day, like a pregnant woman who is pregnant in September.

In the letter, Qing ningzi ridiculed him as a heartbreaker.

“…… You have more contacts with my elder martial brother. "

"To write to your elder martial brother is to knock on the bush. Every letter asks about your recent situation."

"Then why don't you send letters now?"

"I don't need to worry about you any more because you are my perfect mate."

Qingningzi was angry and didn't send a letter to him for more than ten days. Lu Zhengkang is a dead pig, not afraid of boiling water, still holding the jar sitting on the edge of the field, looking at his farmland.

Tonight is new year's Eve. It will be very busy. There will be banquets all over the Kunlun palace. The three young people in the Sendai mountain will solve the problem by themselves. The older generation will go to the main peak to have dinner with their ancestors. The cloud tower in the sky also sets up several tables. In the middle of the night, the Zhonglang people in the Kunlun palace will go to congratulate each other with their guests. In the whole process, the three happy afterwaves on the stage were completely ignored.

It is also said to be a tradition.

Because none of the three members of this generation officially announced their joining in the Kunlun palace, in terms of process, they have to be recognized by the practice circle after the Xianyuan meeting. Even the first sect in the world has to abide by the rules. Similarly, it is also an honor. Not all sects are qualified for the ceremony. Qinglian Jianzong, a new Taoist sect, doesn't have such treatment. The evil sects usually act in secret and don't behave in this way. This time, the meeting of Xianyuan is mainly attended by some decent sects and others. There are not many demons. They want to attend the Dharma Association, and they will only press time before it starts.

It's not that these heresies are really so big, but mainly to avoid suspicion. Good and evil do not stand side by side, the world rewards good and punishes evil, so there is no reason for evil people to be executed justice.

There is no need to talk about the rules with the heretics. It's common for people to go to the streets side by side.

Anyway, Lu Zhengkang still had to prepare dinner tonight. He promised master uncle that he would not open a valley one day a year, so he planned to use this opportunity on New Year's Eve.

For this meal, he prepared for three days, rich in fishing and hunting, and rewarding the work of the five zang organs temple.

All the tables are new, because it's impossible to put 60 dishes without building a new table.

Lu Zhengkang made fifty-three traditional dishes, and the remaining seven were his own innovations. It's a pity that you don't have to cook with magic.

Seeing that it was noon, he got up from the field, went back to xuanyouzi's hut and began to prepare food. As he was busy, xuanyouzi ran in and said, "younger martial brother, your good girl has sent you a letter again."

Lu Zhengkang took a hand and unfolded the ruler. After a closer look, Qing ningzi said that he might be "very busy" if he wanted to attend the banquet tonight. He also wished Lu Zhengkang a happy New Year's Eve and a good food and drink. The girl has been angry for some time. Today, a letter came out of the blue. Lu Zhengkang looked at it and laughed. He wrote back a letter saying that we would meet at midnight. He asked the girl to keep her stomach and prepare a snack for her.Dinner is naturally a reunion dinner for Lu Zhengkang, Xuan Youzi and Tao ranzi.

Xuanyouzi said with a straight face, "cough, before dinner, as usual, it's up to me to say two words."

Tao ranzi silently puts down his chopsticks and stares at him with disgusting eyes. Lu Zhengkang takes the lead in clapping. Xuanyouzi is happy and claps too. They look at each other and smile like two big fools.

"This year, we welcome a new classmate, the third disciple of the 25th generation of Kunlun palace, a Kendo genius, a culinary master, and an early married man, that is Lu Zhengkang

Tao ranzi almost fell under the table laughing.

Lu Zhengkang and Xuan Youzi looked at each other, not knowing what was so funny.

Two shameless old men shrugged each other. Xuanyouzi coughed, "don't talk too much, let's have dinner!"

……

Later in the night, Lu Zhengkang was waiting in the familiar cave with his food box.

However, it was a little demon, a little flying squirrel, who came earlier than qingningzi. He specially came to thank Lu Zhengkang and his wife. The Huangya pill given by qingningzi helped him to make great progress, and he was about to go through the disaster for the second time.

Lu Zheng Kang remembered the suppression of cloud. The monster horse lived in the Wutong realm. What he often advised was to stop the clouds from crossing the form. But the little monster in the front was born with poor root organs, and there was no significant lineage inheritance.

Just when he had nothing to do, Lu Zhengkang laughed, "my wife gives you a Dan, and I can't be stingy. I give you a fortune. However, you wait for a while. I don't have much magic power on me now. I'll help you through the disaster after the Mid Autumn Festival."

The flying squirrel demon was pleasantly surprised and kowtowed to Lu Zhengkang. The little guy kowtowed without any sound.

Qingningzi laughs as soon as he arrives, "are you bullying others again? How can it recognize you as an ancestor? It's not bad

Lu Zhengkang presented the food box to her, "how can I bully the little demon when I am such a good man?"