Panda’s Self-cultivation

　　 Desolate place, in the sky of the Kodo Beast Cemetery, Drunk Wind is sitting on the back of the can with Baine Bloodhoof.

Because it was the first time Bain came to the sky, he always stretched his neck and stared at the ground along the way, and sometimes twisted and twisted. Drunk Wind could only hold Bain tightly on the one hand, and tell stories on the other. Way, distracting Bain.

　　 "Baine, have you seen the night elves?"

　　 "Uh, Uncle Zuifeng, are you talking about those with purple skin?"

　　 Drunk Wind nodded.

　　 "I saw it once, when I was very young. In Stonetalon Mountains, my father had something to discuss with them. My father didn't let me listen, so I took a long look."

　　 "So, have you seen Naga?"

　　 "I haven't seen it." Since he was still in a stage of great curiosity, Baine was interested in things he hadn't been able to touch.

　　 successfully attracted the attention of the little guy, and Zuifeng started the "story telling" mode.

"Bain, do you know that the naga do not have feet, and their lower body is like a fish. So they are very powerful in the water, but it is more inconvenient to move when they get ashore. They will drive the murlocs to work for themselves, fish Have you seen anyone?"

　　 "I've seen them, those fishes that can whimper, la la la la la la la la la la la la, and have arms and legs!"

　　 "Yes, in fact, Naga and the night elves are inextricably linked. Your shaman must have told you the story of the War of the Ten Thousand Nianqiang Ancients, right?"

　　 "I told you! The story of heroes fighting demons!"

　　 "Then do you know how the demons came to our world?"

　　 "No one told me about this."

"Bain, feel this kind of power." Zuifeng stretched out his left hand, using a little bit of fabric monk's skills-this is not Zuifeng is good at, but at least a little bit-weaving a bunch of 氤氲"Is this feeling very comfortable?"

　　 Bain Bloodhoof stretched out his hand, felt the green unidentified substance, and thought about it carefully, "It's very comfortable, like Mother Earth, no, like spring breeze and drizzle nourishing the earth!"

　　 "Not bad, not bad." Drunk wind dissipated the fog, his left hand clenched a fist, and after stretching it out, a blue rune lay on the palm of his left hand, "So, what about this?"

　　 Baine touched the rune lightly and quickly retracted his hand: "It's cold, it's not right, it should be cold and lifeless, I'm very uncomfortable."

"This is the power of arcane magic, I am not a wizard, so this is the limit I can demonstrate, but you know, this power is very powerful, but it is difficult to control. Ten thousand years ago, night elves used this power , Defeated the troll and established his own empire. At that time, the source of this power was the Well of Eternity."

"The Well of Eternity contains immense energy, which has aroused the prying eyes of demons in the Twisting Nether, and the upper elf of the night elves, the group of upper elves who are most proficient in arcane arts, desire more powerful power, so they collude with the demons. Together. They opened the portal for the devil and brought the devil into this world."

　　 "Those high-level elves are really hateful!" Bain clenched his fists angrily.

　　 "The panda people had a foreboding threat and warned the elves, but these elves were unwilling to give up this power. So the panda people gave them a gift, the last gift."

　　 "Gift?" Bain scratched his head, "Why give a gift?"

"This is a wise warning. The pandamen used the power of the whole clan to weave a gorgeous robe with arcane arts. This robe is so beautiful and noble that everyone who is lucky enough to see it can't help but admire it. "

　　 Following the narration of the drunk wind aria, Baine was immersed in the story, trying to imagine the appearance of the robe.

　　 "Queen Azshara exulted after receiving the robe. She loved this robe very much, treasured it in a box, and prepared a lot of gifts in return, even including a beautiful crown."

　　 "But the Pandaren messenger was very disappointed. Even though he received a valuable gift in return, he looked unhappy and left soon."

　　 "At a later celebration, Queen Azshara took out the dress with the robe and planned to wear it to the celebration, but the box was opened and the robe inside was gone! Guess, where did the robe go?"

　　 "Is it stolen? It shouldn't be, how could the Queen's precious collection be stolen. Or it should be hacked? It shouldn't be..." Bain was puzzled.

　　 "Dissipated." Drunk Wind ended the output of energy, and the rune on the palm of his left hand disappeared, "Like this, dissipated."

　　 "Bain, can you understand the meaning of the Pandaren at that time?"

　　 Bain was confused.

"All power is actually just like a dream. Power is most useful only when you need it most, and the excessive pursuit of power is nothing but a castle in the sky. I think your father must have taught you to be careful. Remember your own people, you can’t lose yourself in the pursuit of power, right.”

　　 "Finally, these naga are the former Highborne."

　　 Seeing Bain fell into deep thought, Drunk Feng was also a little emotional-I have been working with Zhou Zhuo for too long, and it seems that I have also contracted the problem of preaching, well, that's it.

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　　 When Bain was relieved from the thoughts caused by the story~www.ltnovel.com~ The sky was already dark. Since the road was hard to see at night, the two had to get off the can and take a rest.

　　 Zuifeng skillfully raised the fire, and began to roast the hind leg of a wild boar that had been prepared.

　　 "Uncle Drunk Wind, after watching your fight with your father, I always thought you were a tough fighter. I really didn't expect that you still have such a wise side. You are really a wise man!"

Looking at the little eyes that Bain worshipped, Drunk Feng laughed: "In fact, I like to be a chef more than a wise man! Even if my wisdom and combat skills are added together, they are not as good as my cooking skills. one!"

　　 Bain's face was full of disbelief: "I'm thirteen years old, not a child!"

"I didn't lie to you!" As he said, Drunk Wind sprinkled a lot of spices on the roasted golden wild boar's hind legs, "Come on, Bain, taste this! Ning Shenhua can make you sleep well. , Fennel makes you have a good dream~"

At this time, Bain was completely immersed in the wonderful barbecue. The coolness of Ningshenhua touched the greasiness of the wild boar hind legs. The right heat made the barbecue crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was not as rough as wild boar. , But full of vitality, sweeping away Bain's fatigue. The cumin is the finishing touch. The rich aroma fills Bain's tongue, and Bain can guarantee that he has never eaten such a delicious barbecue before!

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According to the well-known Brian Bronzebeard's "Azeroth Miscellaneous", the favorite food of the great Tauren Chief Baine Bloodhoof is the Ningshen Flower and Cumin Roasted Wild Pork~www.ltnovel.com~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are available at ~www.ltnovel.com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.