PFC Chapter 657 Penguin's Recipe
Chapter 657 Penguin's Recipe
Chapter 657 Penguin's Recipe
The azure vortex door stands quietly in the woods.
A pair of cloud boots stepped out and stepped on the mud, turning the tangible spiritual charm among the grass and trees into swirling mist.
Iwamori looked around curiously: "What a nice place~"
Out of courtesy, he did not use his spiritual sense to investigate, but for the Emperor Immortal, even if he could see it with his own eyes, every blade of grass and every tree had no secrets.
"The herbs and spiritual plants that are more than ten thousand years old are all species that I have never seen before. The laws above them are also different. They are not from the same world." Yan Sen looked at the figure under the jade steps on the right and said:
"But if we just leave it here randomly and let it grow in the same area, it will inevitably affect the medicinal properties. Don't you think it's a pity, fellow Daoist?"
Under the long road paved with rough jade, Su Lin, wearing a Tai Chi robe and long white hair, smiled gently:
"This is not a medicinal field. Some spores or seeds of spiritual plants drifted here. It became like this without anyone to take care of it. It's a bit messy. I'm sorry to make you laugh."
"No, I was rude." Iwamori nodded.
The moment the two looked at each other, a spiritual perception was naturally transmitted, and Yan Sen's mouth corners gradually lifted, while Su Lin also carefully examined the handsome man in front of him with black hair, black robe and a black crown on his head.
"The leader of the Tianshen Sect, Yan Sen."
"The leader of Tianyi Sect, Su Lin."
Su Lin nodded slightly, raised his right hand, and pointed towards the stone stairs: "If you have time and don't mind, I'd like to show you around?"
It was just an ordinary etiquette invitation, but Iwamori suddenly fell silent.
There are no heroes in tights who want to fight right away or shout shameful slogans before transforming. This familiar atmosphere of communication among cultivators is really nostalgic.
"It's disrespectful."
It was midsummer, and the scorching sun cast a thin layer of golden light on everything along the way.
Su Lin was as light as a crane feather. He was less than half a meter ahead of Yan Sen and climbed up the stairs step by step, while Yan Sen controlled his flying speed and followed slowly behind him.
At the top of the rocky Zhongshan Mountain, there is the majestic Yantian Road.
But one does not feel the scorching heat of summer here, as the strong wind from the sky harmonizes the nature with the spiritual charm of the five elements, and the misty scenery shines outside, drawing the light of the sun.
As he left the foot of the mountain and came to the halfway point, Yansen looked up and saw more than a dozen floating islands floating in the sea of clouds. This floating island was the main peak, surrounded by the surrounding areas, which was in line with the principle of being guarded by the stars.
"By the way, why does Brother Yansen want to keep flying?" Su Lin asked curiously.
Iwamori was equally curious: "Why walk when you can fly? It's always easier."
Su Lin thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case, so his toes also floated off the ground.
"Makes sense."
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Iwamori, who originally thought that the other party had some kind of cultivation theory to share, gradually lost interest in his eyes.
The two flew up the mountain at a leisurely pace, enjoying the scenery along the way, discussing the situation in the chat group, and sharing some of everyone's identity information.
Su Lin naturally told everyone the information, including the information about this sect.
He introduced who these different floating islands belonged to, what they were used for teaching, the sect's development philosophy, etc. For example:
Successfully cultivate immortality, reach the pinnacle of the sect, the holy land of charm, the immortal cave, enjoy the beautiful scenery of the sky, and enjoy the supreme resources.
Private onion forest, secret realm of immortality, enter your own small world, a little true spirit will automatically unlock it, and you can enjoy excellent teachers.
Of course, these words are just for your ears.
"So this is a sect founded by several fellow Taoists in the group?"
Just now, he saw some people in the group also calling Su Lin "Master of the Sect". If they were not established together, then they had become Su Lin's disciples.
"That's right, let's establish it together." Su Lin nodded.
Yan Sen paused and asked bluntly: "Do the other fellow Taoists have your strength now?"
He was born with knowledge, practiced Qi in three days, and created his own skills at the age of six that could allow mortals to defeat immortals. After more than 2,800 years, the so-called cultivation is nothing more than two words that suppress Yansen's talent.
His talent that surpassed everything did not make him feel lonely, but Yansen sensed an aura similar to his own from the man in front of him.
I don't know how to describe it yet, so I'll use the words of my students on the other side of the world.
Cheating. Oh, yes, that’s the feeling of cheating.
"Although everyone in the group has different cultivation levels and may have an employment relationship in private, they usually interact with each other as peers and do not talk about the strength of their cultivation levels."
Su Lin spoke eloquently, using the art of language to appropriately embellish some historical origins:
"This sect was established on a whim. It was born by chance, and it has been preserved now."
"There are not many disciples now, but they are all talented and excellent."
For example, a future Immortal Emperor or a reincarnation of a certain Heavenly Dao, just spends most of his time in free-range mode.
"I see." Yan Sen became interested and asked, "I think my information is also recorded in this world. Does Daoist know about Xuanzhou Continent and Heaven Realm?"
"I know, I almost forgot to give this to you." Su Lin threw out a mobile phone with a page of a comic website on it.
"Immortal Cultivator vs. Superpower"
"Oh? That's it."
Iwamori looked at his phone for a while. Having lived on another technologically advanced Earth for several years, he immediately understood what was going on.
After reading a small portion of the information, Yansen suddenly stopped sensing and said:
"Thank you in advance for this, I will not continue to peek into the future."
Anyway, he has no shortage of time. Peeping into the future and collecting information are two different experiences with completely different meanings.
Iwamori can also glimpse the entire future of that world, but he thinks that would be meaningless and prefers to let nature take its course.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, that author has been posting nonsense posts and you haven't found your way back in many years." Su Lin waved his hand.
"What's the matter with suddenly wanting to capture that person and search his soul?" Iwamori shook his head.
Just as Yansen returned the phone to Su Lin, the two flew to the martial arts field halfway up the mountain, but suddenly they heard the sound of flowing water around them.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly became violent, Yansen's expression remained unchanged, he just cast his gaze to the infinite height.
In an instant, a long illusory river of shimmering waves appeared out of thin air, with no where to come from and no where to go, but it roared in with the infinite laws of the Tao.
It falls from the sky, overflows from the earth, and flows violently in all directions.
"A long river?" Iwamori was a little surprised.
At the same time, all the hidden caves and small worlds on the golden and green floating island opened up, and all kinds of rare and holy medicines absorbed and exhaled spiritual energy, emitting different spiritual and Taoist rhymes.
The illusory river flowed through the open formation, splashing countless water droplets, falling like a continuous drizzle. Those treasures seemed to have their own consciousness, vying to accommodate more fleeting avenues.
There was curiosity in Yansen's eyes, and he was about to say something excitedly, when something strange happened again. The flowing illusory river and the flashing waves suddenly accelerated.
On the way, some spiritual plants suffered disasters. They were washed away by the phantom of the long river of the avenue and crushed into powder by the Tao and principles as heavy as a world.
Rumbling--
Like the sound of rolling thunder, the long river of the avenue began to riot, rushing towards a certain location more and more violently.
A hole was torn in the sky, and a handful of silver flames were dancing, which was particularly dazzling in the universe, and the vast starry field was boundless.
A fat baby was floating in the universe. He was perched on an emerald rock, looking around blankly.
"Master, I've been training too hard today. I think I'm going to pass the Great Saint Tribulation?!" Yu Feng waved his hands at Su Lin, crying in panic, "But I'm not ready yet!"
“Help!!!”
"Help me!!!"
Looking at Yufeng, who was surrounded by divine aura and glow but had no demeanor at all, Yansen looked at him seriously.
“Once in a thousand years.”
"No, this is a rare good seedling that only appears once in a thousand years!"
Endless thunder, countless punishments, the lunar, solar, five elements, chaos and other heavenly calamities intertwined together, and were about to implicate Shuijing Peak.
"How can you cry when you have to endure a disaster?"
Su Lin directly grabbed Yu Feng and stuffed more than a thousand resurrection coins into his arms.
"Lao Deng?!"
"Go away!"
Su Lin kicked Yu Feng on the butt, kicking the crying little fat boy into the depths of the universe.
However, the remaining calamity clouds still did not dissipate. For Su Lin who interfered with the calamity, the moment it gradually turned blood red
"Hmm?" Su Lin stared at the calamity cloud coldly.
The sky is clear and the sky is blue.
Su Lin took a deep breath and forced a smile, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, my naughty disciple."
He either plays games or reads comics all day long. Today, he was asked to pretend to practice, and he made a breakthrough with the help of Hengyu Lapis Lazuli.
It was just that this dying look was so embarrassing that Su Lin really didn't know what to say.
My soul is just scattered, can't I save it? !
Come back and deal with him
It’s okay, there’s still one more, so it shouldn’t be a problem.
"They look very similar to the disciples in my sect." Yan Sen was used to it.
“Although he is not a human, his physique and talent are rare in the world. He has broken through to the Golden Core Great Immortal at such a young age.”
"But from my observation of the energy laws, it seems that the combat immortals who mainly practice attacking are much worse at applying the laws."
"This is the difference between the world's cultivation systems." Su Lin pointed to the five-story wooden attic building on the top of the mountain and said:
"That is the Heavenly Dao Library of my sect. It contains cultivation methods from all over the world. If you are interested, you can go and take a look."
Yan Sen was a little surprised when he heard this, and said, "I am not from your sect."
"Most of them are just some common techniques and secret manuals from different systems. I won't take out the most valuable ones casually. I'm not that generous."
Seeing that the other party was a little hesitant and worried, Su Lin smiled and said, "If you feel bad, you can leave some of your cultivation techniques for us to borrow from each other."
"The reason why there are so many exercises is that they are collected by all the group members together."
Yansen's cultivation system is also quite unique. After going through the steps of refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, and refining emptiness into the Dao, mortals can then build the foundation to become immortals.
There are four realms of immortals: foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, and spirit transformation.
Above the immortals are the venerable ones who can create countless universes, and the legendary emperor immortals.
Yes
If Su Lin was not in his hometown, and put aside a certain bun card magical girl whose situation was unknown.
The Emperor Immortal Hanging on the Wall in front of him is the new TOP1 in the group.
"Okay." Iwamori thought this was a good suggestion.
A few seconds later, the two arrived at the library with a plaque of Wangshu Pavilion.
A girl with green twin ponytails and wearing a Taoist robe had her back to the two of them, comprehending a reincarnation mark. Green light was emitting from her body, as if she was practicing.
"This guy is less troublesome than Yufeng."
Su Lin nodded with satisfaction, but after taking two steps, he found that the other person in front of him was holding a small green bottle and drinking a drink with a straw in his mouth.
Tired, that's it.
Su Lin suddenly lost interest and glanced at the small green bottle in the other person's hand and asked, "Why is it here with you?"
Not long after the last onion disaster, the little green bottle appeared in the other party's hands again.
"I've been promoted to the third rank, and Elder Han cut me a piece of green onion as compensation." Lady Onion said happily as she drank the green kelp, "There were only a few drops in it, so I diluted it with water and drank it hehe."
Footsteps were heard, Su Lin looked over and saw little Nannan holding Xiao Xiao and riding on the Black Emperor running around.
Not to mention why these two little guys are here, Shuijing Peak is almost becoming a nursery.
"Are those two also disciples of your sect?" In Yansen's eyes, all movements slowed down.
The two little girls on the big black dog's back were like natural elves born from heaven and earth. One of them had a divine fetus and her own Taoist fruit, while the other was devouring essence and souls with every breath.
When the big dog passed by, he looked away and sighed:
"They are all born to be the protagonists."
Including the onion spirit, he also had extraordinary talent. Although in his eyes, one could succeed in cultivating immortals without any talent, he had never seen such a physique before and it was extremely rare.
"Of course the protagonist's daughter is also the protagonist." Xiao Yan's laughter could be heard.
Many floating bookshelves moved quickly, and in the deepest part of the library, Xiao Yan, Ye Fan, Zhongli and others were already sitting around a long table filled with all kinds of treasures and snacks.
"I'll host you today." Ye Fan waved his hand, and Ruhua served them: "It just so happens that we haven't held a celebration banquet after taking over Zhutian City."
What do you mean by holding a celebration party at my house?
Su Lin narrowed his eyes and found that next to Shirou Emiya, who was projecting a temporary kitchen, there was a strange young man bending over and helping to cut vegetables.
His face was a little pale, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time. His long hair was slightly messy, revealing a feminine beauty. His dark eyes matched with the suit gave him a Gothic feel.
The two walked over. Yansen was not restrained. After sitting down, he started to communicate with others. Su Lin did not stop and came behind the strange young man who had his back to him.
"I hope today's dishes will include Antarctic krill, squid, fish, crustaceans, and octopus."
Su Lin looked at the young man's shoulders, which were obviously stiff, and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Penguins love to eat these the most."
I haven't finished get off work yet
(End of this chapter)