The real daughter, she went crazy in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 182 He Is Still Lucky
Chang Lize glanced at him: "Do you understand cooking tea around the stove? Antique soup is cooking around the stove. You can eat while cooking. When the food is put into the boiling water pot, it will 'gumble'. A little modification is an antique."

Lan Zhi cleaned the small red clay stove a little bit, and saw that they were still standing dryly, and urged: "Then hurry up and move."

Cooking is not easy, but Chang Lize and Fu Chenyin still understand the simple handling of ingredients.

In the kitchen, charcoal, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea are all complete, and the four of them set up a table in the open space outside the kitchen and started eating.

They are all top-notch ingredients, and they are extra delicious when they are thrown into the pot and cooked. The four of them sat around the table and ate until they were full.

Chang Lize leaned on the back of the chair and stroked her belly, she couldn't finish it: "It's so delicious, I've never eaten such high-grade ingredients, but unfortunately I can't finish it."

Fu Chenyin is used to walking around in the secret realm: "Take it back and continue eating."

Chang Lize's eyes lit up: "Is it okay? I'm afraid it will break."

Lan knew: "If the crab is dead, you can't eat it, and everything else is fine. I'll pack it in a box later, add a frost array and an isolation array, and it will be fine for a few days."

Chang Lize didn't want to move after eating and drinking: "I'll pack it later."

Fu Chenyin poured the spirit crab into the pot on the spot.

Chang Lize said in surprise, "Can you still eat?"

Fu Chenyin swiped and opened the folding fan: "Stupid you, you can't take the raw ones away, can't you cook them?"

Lan Zhi sat aside and watched them cook the crab.

When they were all cooked, fanned and packed into storage bracelets, it was already midnight.

The entire Changlu Mountains are quiet, only the bright moonlight falls on the rolling mountains, depicting the outlines of the peaks, and the night wind blows gently, giving people a rare sense of peace.

Chang Lize felt that she was in good spirits, and was about to ask how to mine, but unexpectedly found that Si Jichuan was so tired that he fell asleep leaning against the back of his chair at some point.

He looked at Si Jichuan's criss-crossed face with criss-cross scars, and felt a little embarrassed.

But compared to the miners who have spent countless days and nights in the mine, Chang Lize said: "He is lucky."

Even those miners are lucky.

The truly unfortunate people have become white bones in the quagmire in the middle of the mine, and no one knows their names so far.

Fu Chenyin turned to look at him, and he immediately said: "We are more fortunate, because we met the senior sister earlier. Hey, where is the senior sister?"

Lan Zhi had already walked to the Yaojing stone pile when the two were talking.

Chang Lize ran over: "What are we going to do?"

Lan Zhi pointed to the obsidian stone: "Put it all together."

Chang Lize asked: "Aren't you going to mine?"

Lan Zhi raised her eyebrows: "Do you want to go down and dig?"

Chang Lize shook her head again and again: "I don't want to."

Lan knew: "That's it, you put these up, and I will find a way to extract the obsidian essence from the entire mine."

Chang Lize couldn't believe it: "This is okay?"

Lan Zhi didn't understand why he was making such a fuss: "Sword cultivators can draw Jiang Soul as a sword, so isn't it normal for me to draw some Yao Jing Soul?"

Chang Lize: "..."

Sword cultivators can indeed draw Jiang Soul as a sword, but looking at the world, how many sword cultivators can really do it?

However, Chang Lize saw her ordinary expression, and finally said nothing, but just helped cheer up: "Come on."

Lan Zhi nodded, picked up a piece of obsidian essence stone, and penetrated the soul power into it.

(End of this chapter)