Chapter 1181: Small pot pot (4)

Chapter 1181 Small Pot Pots (4)
Needless to say, the South String, it seems that no matter how many secrets the wind has, he never asked.
It was only when the wind was tilting, and it was quietly relieved. Fortunately, it was Qinghan that suddenly ran out. If it was Fuchen... I must deduct his elixir for a few days as punishment.
Xiao Qinghan did not notice the situation today, her saliva fell quickly and looked at the giant pot being cooked.
The giant pot clearly did not ignite, and somehow, Xiao Qinghan had already smelled the fragrance.
After a short while, the giant pot stopped, and its whole pot was tilted a few points, and all the people were poured out.
Those who have just entered are still intact after coming out.
In addition to the spice scent on the face, the only change is their expression.
"the host."
They are facing the wind, and they screamed with respect.
Xuanyuan Guojun: "..."
The wind is like: "..."
Not waiting for the giant pot to give an answer to the wind, he copied the other saints in addition to Xuanyuan Guojun into the pot, constantly rolling and frying, but only the flavor of the seasoning, and no food was boiled Cooked taste.
"Fuchen!" The wind breathed a sigh of relief, gnawing his teeth and calling.
A sudden burst of light, Fu Chen's thin figure has stood in front of the wind, his face still with green and tender, lips with a smile: "mother."
"You ask this pot, how did he do it?"
She can only be lost to Fuchen when she communicates with the pot.
"I know," Fu Chen looked at the pot. "This pot is used to cook the elixir. It has a strong aura, so it will have thoughts and recognize the Lord, but...

Fuchen looked at the people standing in front of the wind: "When I was bored, I looked at the books of the nine emperors. I once had a description of this pot. Its power can use the enemy for itself. You are the master of the pot, and of course become the master of these people."
"But..." He paused and continued. "Not everyone can convert, black and white people, the power of the giant pot is strong, and it can't be done, and... the power is too strong. People, the giant pot can't hold him."
Black and white clearly means that the temper is too dark, or... innocent and simple, there is only white left in the world, there is no darkness, no darkness has ever been seen, everyone thinks too beautiful, too the Virgin The kind of person.
"The giant pot can transform them, that is, the quality of these people is between black and white."
Their blackness is for the beast.
But they are not completely thorough.
At least for the people of those countries, they are considered to be Ming Jun.
If not, there is no way for the giant pot to convert these people.
Of course, fortunately, these people are only low-middle of the saints, so the giant pot has the ability to convert these people.
To the Xuanwu Guojun, the high-ranking sage of the sacred martial arts... The giant pot has not moved him, it is also to explain that with the strength of the giant pot, at most, he can only bully him, there is no way to press him in the pot.
Just as Fu Chen explained, the last ones were also poured out by it, and respectfully stood beside the wind.
"See the owner!"
The wind smirked: "Just... you want to kill me?"
"No, we listened to the dog thief of Xuanyuanguo, and almost accidentally injured a good person. Now we have understood a lot of things, willing to follow the master, and then let the master send."
(End of this chapter)