Chapter 807 Happy
Jimo Ya took it, melted the cleansing technique, put it in his mouth, "Sweet."
His slender eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the smile in his eyes.
Then, he said, "Yan girl, your chances are overwhelming. You dug attribute pearls, absorbed them to increase attributes, and just picked up corpse beads that Lingbao can use. That's why you advanced so quickly. Hurry up, it's still not very good, you'd better enter your space and cultivate for a period of time."
If the foundation is not stable, it is easy to go crazy in the future.
Everyone envies talented people who can cultivate quickly, but it is not entirely a good thing to practice too quickly.
Down-to-earth cultivation is the kingly way.
"Okay, I know, after I get out of the Blood Moon Secret Realm, I will stabilize it."
Jimo Ya disagreed, "Let's enter now. This is the fire layer. The fire layer is a desert area with a very large area. In addition, there are not many people who can enter the fire layer. We may have to walk for ten days and a half months. It may not be possible to meet a person, ten days is equivalent to two hundred and forty days in the space, which is stable enough."
Huan Qingyan exclaimed, "Hey, is the desert so big? Could it be that it cannot fly like the wood layer? Why are there not many people who can enter the fire layer? Obviously so many people were sucked into the vortex together."
"Most of them will be sucked into the Blood Moon Secret Realm, and only a small number of people will be sucked into the fire layer. I don't know what's going on, anyway, that's how it is."
Well, Huan Qingyan didn't ask any more, this Blood Moon Secret Realm is full of mysteries, it's normal not to understand.
It's not normal to understand.
"Then I'll go in and practice, and I'll make some delicious food for you."
"No, take the time to stabilize your cultivation. I collected a lot of instant spiritual plants along the way, and before I set off, didn't you give me a lot of spiritual food?"
Reiki buns, Reiki pancakes, Reiki steamed buns, Reiki egg tarts, Reiki cakes, Reiki bread...etc.
Everything you need.
Now that Jimo Ya is a mysterious spiritual master, it is impossible for him to increase his spiritual energy and advance to the next level by eating ordinary spiritual delicacies.
It must be a rare spiritual plant with high spiritual energy, and eat it every day.
As for Huan Qingyan's spiritual delicacy recipe, I have not yet learned how to cook rare spiritual plants. Moyu Ganoderma lucidum is only cooked for stuffing buns, and the taste has been changed. Instead of increasing the spiritual energy, it has lost some.
It is better to eat it raw, but it is unpalatable to eat raw.
If you learn some recipes for cooking rare spiritual plants in the future, it will be great. With 10,000 aura points, you can cook 20,000, and with 20,000 aura points, you can cook 40,000. That is the recipe for spiritual dishes. The beauty.
Now there are a lot of rare spiritual plants gathered in Huan Qingyan's space, but they are useless.
Huan Qingyan stopped thinking about it, and entered the space first, and then said after stabilizing her cultivation.
In an instant, Huan Qingyan disappeared, and a miniature bowl appeared on the sand.
Jimo Ya lovingly picked it up and put it into his cuff.
This girl is not bad, her promotion is fast, and her chances are good, so it's useless for him to worry, um, very good, she is indeed the woman he likes.
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Yellow sand, all over the sky.
The flaming breath made Jimo Ya, a mid-level Xuanling master, sweat slightly, and he has been walking like this for seven or eight days.
I didn't meet anyone, except for two eyes of yellow sand, the occasional sandworms that appeared on the sand, and the vultures that feed on sandworms in the sky, which disappeared in a flash.
The environment is extremely harsh.
Long Lingbao of Jimoya was unwilling to come out to absorb the spiritual energy, and seemed listless and lack of energy.
Suddenly, Long Lingbao got out from Jimo Ya's wrist, and the whole white dragon cheered up, and swam towards the front in the form of a gust of wind...