Today, He Zhenjun is still wearing a silver-patterned white robe that is clean enough to be stained with dust. His hair is well-tightened and his hair is well-tightened. He looks like a clean immortal.

But at this moment, standing in front of the earthen stove in the kitchen, it formed a sharp contrast with the earth-brown stove.

Lian Yin followed him, looking at the scene, she felt a little reluctant: "Master, I'd better cook by myself."

He Zhenjun lifted the lid of the pot in one hand and turned around and refused Lianyin, "Sit down for a while, and the teacher can do it." If you can't even do this, how can you establish an image in front of your apprentice? He Zhenjun firmly stated that you must make a meal.

Seeing that he would not give up the decision to cook in person, Lian Yin could only respect his choice very much, and retreated to the door of the kitchenette to find a seat to sit down, waiting for him to show his cooking skills, and waiting for him to take over as soon as he gave up.

At first, seeing He Nanfeng standing in front of the earthen stove looking at his helpless look, Lianyin couldn't help but think of his appearance in the first world, perhaps even more indescribable than He Nanfeng.

However, compared to his stuttering and stuttering in the fire at that time, He Nanfeng did not destroy his name as the True Lord at all. He just needed to raise his hand and the firewood could ignite it on its own.

Lianyin thought his move was powerful, and she didn't even know that magic could be used like this. After all, this was just the second world she involved in related magic.

Unable to help, Lianyin said to the system: "Did I know this trick?"

The system hesitated: "The identity I arranged for you last time was a powerful person, and logically speaking, it should be able to do it."

Lianyin pursed her lips: "You didn't teach me how to do this." She really didn't know that she could do this. At that time, she really knew very little. The system didn't say it, but her apprentice never used this trick. Was she led it wrongly or did she deliberately not? Lianyin's thoughts jumped out for a moment.

The system felt that the blame was inappropriate, so he immediately retorted: "Miss, you are a baseless blame. You have never asked me about this at the beginning. How do I know if you need my reminder or if you want to experience life?"

After all, a long time has passed in the first world. Now, it seems meaningless to argue about these things that cannot completely restore the situation at that time. Lianyin doesn't want to spend it on that topic anymore, so she just stops it and doesn't talk to the system anymore.

By the stove, He Nanfeng cooked the meal and began to prepare the cooking. The ingredients he got were limited, and he was worried about what to do for a long time before finally getting an idea after a flash of inspiration.

Not long after, He Nanfeng finally completed the first meal he made for his apprentice.

At the dinner table, Lian Yin looked at the simple two dishes and one soup, and hesitated whether he should show a little praise. For example, praising her master for being so powerful that he obviously had other ingredients, but he could actually make a table of carrots.

Are stewed radish without peeling, cut large pieces of radish soup without peeling, and radish sticks with sauce? Looking at the plate of radish sticks with thick oil and red sauce, Lianyin thought with some uncertainty.

Baek He Nanfeng also urged her: "Let's have a meal, and you will have to practice in the afternoon."

Lianyin self-hypnosis: Some people eat it well, but she is not a person who has a mouth. At least this big pot rice is well made, with a strong aroma and crystal clear rice grains.

But after Lianyin tasted the three radish meals, she was almost sure that He Nanfeng's taste was probably ineffective. Except for the radish strips with thick oil and red sauce, the other dish and soup were completely clear soup and white water, and there was no taste at all.

At this moment, she thought that He Nanfeng was quite self-aware of only making radishes, at least he did not waste other ingredients.

As for the first time, He Zhenjun, who cooked for his apprentice, saw that his apprentice had been specializing in the plate of radish sticks with thick oil and red sauce, he naturally thought it was her preference, so he silently wrote it down.

After the meal, because Lianyin couldn't bear to criticize He Zhenjun's cooking skills for a while, during dinner, Lianyin's meal was a plate of radish sticks with thick oil and red sauce.

In terms of the color of the thick oily red sauce, it is not different from the noon dish, but in terms of the taste, I don’t know what technique He Zhenjun used, so I can fade out a bird.

Lianyin has learned her lesson this time. Knowing that if she gives him face and says the food is delicious, she is afraid that she will not be able to escape tomorrow and wants to eat this dish. She can only overturn the kindness and praise at noon.

Touching his conscience, he said the truth: "Master, what method did you use to make this dish tasteless?" It was simply unscientific.

He Zhenjun has been a disciple of Yunyang Sect so far, and the only person who has been questioned and disliked is his bad conversation. But when Lian Yin asked him this, he was shocked that he had another point of being disliked.

The unconcealed disgust in his disciple's words made He Zhenjun feel guilty, "Do you think the taste is light?" He tasted it while cooking, but he didn't think there was any problem.

Lian Yin nodded solemnly.

He Zhenjun couldn't help but reflect on himself, and then found the possible problem: "It's probably because I've been fasting for a long time."

After confessing, he taught Lianyin and said, "But those who practice should not be heavy on the mouth. In order to better attract qi into the body, remember to fade away the desire for mouth."

Lianyin replied directly to him, but when the meal was free, the food tasted very normal.

After hearing this, He Zhenjun refused to speak for a long time, and finally compromised and said, "I understand, my teacher."

On the next day, the meal was indeed much more delicious. But what made Lianyin cares that she forgot to mention the radish for a while, and He Zhenjun was indeed a feast for the radish the next day.

According to He Zhenjun's explanation, radishes help to expel turbid air, so it is a very good dish, and Lianyin should not be disliked.

Lianyin felt that she was really not picky, but she couldn't help but complain: Eating radish every day is worse than fasting earlier.

When the system heard this, he immediately said, "Miss, don't forget that you have the best immortal cultivation physique. As long as you want, you can do it!"

Lian Yin thought about it and did not ask about fasting. Instead, she asked: "How far am I from Killing Dan?"

The system said: "The monks in this world practice qi first, then build a foundation, and then form a pill. Now you are practicing qi at the first level, and you have to go to the eighth level of foundation building. After building the foundation, you will have three stages in the front, middle and back. You can only make a pill after breaking through."

In short, this is a long road.

After listening to the system and counting it carefully, I felt that fasting was an insignificant matter. The important thing was to form elixirs. If you cannot form elixirs, you will not get the golden elixirs.

After determining which thing is more important, even Yin didn't have any extra thoughts to criticize He Zhenjun for always having a radish banquet. Unexpectedly, the result of her ignorance was that in order to get more radishes, He Zhenjun deliberately turned a piece of land around her residence into a vegetable field and only planted radishes.

With the blessing of the True Lord, ripe radishes are available in the vegetable field every day.
Chapter completed!