Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 7

2020-11-07

Chapter 7 Imposing manner

Fang Dou moved towards the sun rises from the east, standing on one leg, eyes half-open close.

I saw his arms close to his ribs, his head slightly tilted, and he was breathing in the morning sun.

naked eye In the unseen line of sight, countless messy white air moved towards Fang Dou and gathered around him. Two of them split into Fang Dou's nostrils slowly.

"Comfortable!"

Two strands of white gas entered the body, instantly burst into countless filaments, and merged into the limbs and bones, improving Fang Dou's physical fitness.

White Qi, also known as World's Essence Qi, is usually scattered in the air, and it is difficult for mortals to find naked eyes. Only by mastering the cultivation method can they be discovered and captured.

The 'Golden Rooster Pile' taught by Rooster is like a method of body refinement.

Fang Dou felt that World's Essence Qi nourished the body, making people fluttering.

"Goo!"

The rooster flapped its wings and flew over Fang Dou's head, fiercely pecked down.

"Ouch!"

Fang Dou raised his hand to touch his head, a lump the size of a potato was swollen, this chicken was very black!

The rooster fell to the ground, and in front of Fang Dou, he once again assumed a 'golden rooster independence' posture.

It has to be said that this trick is used by the rooster, majestic, just like the Great General charging into battle.

The sun hit the body, and the cock was covered with a 'big golden robe son', which made it even more powerful.

Fang Dou shook the head, such a natural charm that he could never learn by himself.

People are people, and their body structure is naturally different from that of chickens.

"Forget it, learning 70-80% of Shen Yun is enough!"

Fang Dou calmed down, corrected his posture, and continued refining World's Essence Qi.

At the beginning, he also took a lot of detours. He felt that the speed of absorbing white qi was too slow, and he wanted to take the initiative to absorb more white qi.

Being greedy for a while, the stance was disrupted, and all around the white air quickly dissipated, making it impossible for him to catch it.

Fang Dou finally understands that if he wants to handle enough World's Essence Qi, he must stand on the Golden Rooster Pile.

“hu hu!”

Standing for three or four hours, Fang Dou refined seven or eight World's Essence Qi one after another, and felt that the muscles were sore, and the blood in the skeleton was heavy. , know that today is the limit.

"Chicken Master, it's lunch, what would you like to eat?"

The rooster flapped its wings from side to side, indicating that there was no need to prepare it for himself.

As he said this, the rooster's eyes became sharp and he turned to a swaying grass.

"Goo!"

The rooster's wings vibrated, and the speed was too fast to turn into a phantom. In the blink of an eye, it flew into the air, spanning a distance of nearly ten meters, and fluttered on the swaying grass. middle.

Fang Dou was stunned. The broilers and laying hens he saw in his previous life were all breeds from farms, and they couldn't even jump on the short railings.

And cockfighting, fighting desperately with your companions, has long been a throwback trend, and it is commonplace to spread your wings and fly four or five meters high.

"It can fly!"

The rooster landed on the grass, with its right paw curled and its left paw on the ground, actually in a 'golden rooster independent' posture, as stable as Mount Tai fell to the ground.

"Wonderful!"

Fang Dou applauded when he saw it. Previously, he cultivated Golden Rooster Pile, which was a static movement. Now the rooster flies to the ground and uses the Golden Rooster in motion Pile, which opened his eyes.

How can this be done?

The rooster quickly stretched out one paw, and a black shadow sprang out from the grass, just like a long centipede, the back shell was bright red, half a meter long and as thick as a teacup.

This centipede is fat and long. As soon as it sprang out of the grass, before it had time to escape, it was held down by the rooster's claws, like being cast in molten iron, unable to move even a little bit.

"Goo!"

The rooster slammed its head down and pecked, hitting the centipede's skull, making a shattering sound.

The centipede's head is encased in carapace, and it is a natural armor, but under the peck of the rooster, it is easily broken, and the blood of dark green splashes everywhere.

When the rooster saw the blood, his appetite widened, his claws tore with force, and the centipede was torn into seven or eight pieces, which were swallowed one by one.

“gu gu!”

Fang Dou saw the hair on his body stand on end, and now his appetite is gone.

At noon, we eat bamboo shoots simmered on charcoal, braised pork tongue from the city's three cripple, and half a pot of fish soup.

The fresh bamboo shoots are dug out of the bamboo forest next to the mountain, wrapped in layers of shells, the light green bamboo shoots are tender enough to squeeze out of water, simmered in the charcoal fire, sprinkle with grated coarse salt and eat .

Three cripple's braised pork is truly a must, with its own flavors of pork face, pig ears, pig mouth and pig tongue.

Unfortunately, Fang Dou was late yesterday, leaving only two pig tongues.

It happened that Fang Dou liked the taste of braised pork tongue, so he cut three cripples, drizzled sesame oil and wrapped it in lotus leaves, and brought it back to cook.

The simmering bamboo shoots are steaming hot, the braised pork tongue is cold, and served with a delicious fish soup.

Unfortunately, Fang Dou watched a 'good show' earlier, and his appetite was not very good.

Five arm-thick fresh bamboo shoots, only three and a half of them were eaten, but the braised pork tongue was finished, and there was still a small half pot of fresh fish soup left.

As for the steamed three jins of rice, eat it all.

Fang Dou touched his belly and suddenly thought, how come he has a bad appetite today, but he ate twice as much as usual when he had the best appetite.

He counted with his fingers, it seems that since the cultivation Golden Rooster Pile, his appetite has been as the tide rises, the boat floats.

Considering the Golden Rooster Pile method and absorbing the World's Essence Qi tempering body, although the time is too short, there is no obvious change for the time being, but the increase in appetite can already explain the problem.

In the morning, it's time to 'catch the rice' routinely.

Fang Dou meditated in his heart, and the rice bucket appeared in front of him, and there was still half a bucket of rice inside.

He stretched out his hands and picked up the white rice, feeling extremely relaxed.

The Golden Rooster Pile has achieved initial results. In the past, catching white rice had to use all of your strength, but today, I wanted to catch a handful of cotton wool, and it was not difficult to be light and fluffy.

Fang Dou moved his hands quickly, grabbing five or six jins of rice in an instant, and only the bottom layer of the rice bucket was left. At this time, he felt a little tired.

He rejoiced in his heart. It seemed that he could challenge today and catch half a bucket of rice for the second time.

The layer of white rice at the bottom of the rice bucket was caught by Fang Dou, and then it shook.

Fang Dou breathes deeply , inserting both hands into the void, the sound of crash-bang rice grains rubbing against his ears, then his palms clenched and slowly dragged out.

Fang Dou felt his wrist sink when his palm shrunk to the mouth of Mi Dou, and knew that the test was coming.

His arms began to exert force, his muscles stretched, Fang Dou took a few steps back, his palms stretched out in front of him, and two balls of white rice lay on it.

It's done!

Fang Dou went forward and grabbed handfuls of white rice from Fang Dou.

A bucket is equal to ten liters, and ten liters of rice are about fifteen pounds.

In the past, Fang Dou could only catch half a bucket of rice every day, that is, seven and a half kilograms.

Now the cultivation Golden Rooster Pile, the physique has been improved, and can catch two and a half buckets of rice every day, that is, a full bucket, equivalent to about fifteen pounds.

Fang Dou calculated with his fingers to offset the increase in the amount of rice he had, and the white rice he accumulated every day increased significantly. There is hope for kitchen knives and iron pots.

But, when he saw the rooster, the joy was disappeared.

I almost forgot the chicken master, this is a bucket of rice, and there is not enough rice for it.

(end of this chapter)