Chapter 1242

Sun Yanchuan was stunned for a moment. He immediately patted his head and watched Zhu Mingtang make fried noodles. He had two hallucinations. Sun Yanchuan couldn't help but wonder if he had been smashed by something, or if Zhu Mingtang had put some magic things in the pot... Finally, Zhu Mingtang filled the bowl of fried noodles and put it in a plain white porcelain plate, Sprinkle a few onions and push them to sun Yanchuan: "haven't you had lunch yet? Let's eat. Let's say it's a birthday present from me. "

Sun Yanchuan rolled his eyes and said that a bowl of fried noodles is a birthday gift... But Sun Yanchuan naturally won't say it. If he really wanted to say it, Zhu Mingtang had given him ten thousand top-grade Lingjing and bought more than one treasure. However, he was too lazy to care about these things at the moment. He shrugged, picked up a chopstick of fried noodles and put it in his mouth.

Then he was stunned in a moment, like a wooden man, only his eyes opened wider and wider.

How to say

Sun Yanchuan felt like he had eaten a bomb.

Delicious to explode!

"How do you feel?"

Zhu Mingtang pulled a chair and sat down. He looked at Sun Yanchuan with a smile and asked.

Sun Yanchuan shook his head: "I don't know how to describe it. I feel... What ghosts have I eaten these years..."

It's no exaggeration. With this, sun Yanchuan feels that his definition of "delicious" has been completely refreshed over the years. He can't think of any other words to describe it except one delicious sentence.

The sauce prepared by Zhu Mingtang is very delicate and ordinary. Sun Yanchuan claims that he knows the seasonings when he hears them. However, when Zhu Mingtang swallows them all, sun Yanchuan can't tell how many seasonings there are. He can't tell how many kinds of seasonings there are. It seems that there are thousands of kinds of them, but they are tightly packed together. They can't be subdivided!

"Pick something unusual to say, such as... Do you feel some swelling and fever in your lower abdomen?"

Zhu Mingtang tapped his fingers on the table and chin at Sun Yanchuan.

"This..."

Sun Yanchuan slightly frowned and ignored his feelings. As expected, he found that his belly was filled with a stream of air. At the same time, the strange stream of air was boiling hot. A stream of hot air came from sun Yanchuan's mouth and nose!

"Sure enough, over the years, you have been practicing the method of breathing, and often refining the unformed spirit. Your constitution is far better than that of ordinary people! In particular, you have not yet formally practiced the Dharma that your father left you, but the innate golden Qi in your body has overflowed. Prodigy, sun Yanchuan, you are a prodigy

Seeing sun Yanchuan's "burping", Zhu Mingtang immediately laughed and clapped his broad hands on Sun Yanchuan's shoulder, which made him feel that he was about to break up the frame... "Congenital golden gas... Full and overflowing? It means... I have completed the so-called congenital aura? " Sun Yanchuan's eyes widened.

It has been recorded in Taiyi Jinyan Jue left by his father that he can perceive the existence of congenital Jinqi, which is called perceptual realm. When the body begins to condense congenital Jinqi, it is called gathering spirit realm. When the gathering spirit realm is completed and the congenital Jinqi in the body is completed, it will be filled and overflow.

At this time, you can really embark on a road called "craftsman God".

"But... Master, it's not right. Over the years, I have accumulated congenital golden Qi in my body, and it will all dissipate after one night. How suddenly... Is it this bowl of noodles?"

Sun Yanchuan seems to have reflected something and immediately turns his eyes on Zhu Mingtang.

"Ha ha, you are quick enough." Zhu Mingtang touched his chin and said with a smile, "yes, it's because of this bowl of noodles. You can understand that this is the unique pill in our school. "

Sun Yanchuan's eyebrows wrinkled and his expression suddenly became strange.

"The food I just made for you is actually the same as the pills refined by danxiu. You can understand that the bowl of noodles you just ate is a elixir. Your father, before he left you, had broken a small hole in your spiritual palace, so that you could not gather enough innate gold Qi, and could not really set foot on this road, so that you could grow up safely and not be disturbed by the outside world. Now that you've grown up and decided to take this road, I'll help you to restore the spirit palace. Your innate golden Qi has already been completed by yourself! "

Sun Yanchuan is silent. He reaches out his hand and presses it on his belly. He can't say a word for a long time.

Maybe it's destiny.

Before his father left, he cut off his contact with the mysterious world, which made him unable to set foot in it, and left him the power to live an ordinary life. If he had never contacted the complete collection of spiritual things and studied the golden flame formula of Taiyi, he could live a life like a normal person.

But he has already set foot on this mysterious road. Since the moment when he opened Taiyi Jinyan Jue, he has already left the first step on the endless road!

"Dad, mom... Wait for me, I'll find you, I swear!"

Sun Yanchuan whispered to himself.

"Enjoy your lunch. I'll go ahead and do some work. I'll pick you up at 8 p.m. and have a good dinner with my family."

Reaching out and patting sun Yanchuan on the shoulder, Zhu Mingtang just got up and left the kitchen, turned and went upstairs.

Sun Yanchuan stayed in the kitchen alone for a long time, and finally ate the fried noodles made by Zhu Mingtang. He just turned around and got busy in the kitchen.

At the beginning of the Lantern Festival, the street lights along the lake are very beautiful, reflecting the sparkling light on the water surface of the blue fish Lake. The night life in Star City is famous for its colorful color. When night falls, it is just the time for the forthright moon city people to drink and have fun. The streets are full of wine shops and night stands, so that people can enjoy the cool and refreshing in this midsummer.

Sun Yanchuan closed the shop ahead of time. He will leave tonight. His uncle and aunt have already returned to their room to have a rest. The shop will not receive any more guests tonight.

Sun Yanchuan put four dishes and one soup on the table, ready to go upstairs to greet his aunt and uncle to have a light meal before he left. He couldn't think of any gifts to give to his aunt and uncle, so he could only cook a meal in person, which was regarded as saying goodbye.

Walking slowly to the room at the end of the second floor, his uncle and aunt's bedroom is opposite his room. Sun Yanchuan stands in front of the door, hesitating whether to knock on the door. Suddenly, there is a quarrel in the room.