Although Ma Yun is the young master of the top forces in the lower Continent, he has a lot of experience, but this is the first time he has seen something like this strange, and it aroused his curiosity.
"Self-heating hot pot, something that can heat itself, you can eat it in the time of a cup of tea."
Yang Fan poured water, closed the lid and said.
"How does it achieve self-heating? I took a look at it with my spiritual sense, and didn't find any immortal power. The things in it emit heat when encountering water."
"You want to know?"
Yang Fan's tone was like a bad uncle who wanted to abduct a child.
Ma Yun nodded.
"I'll tell you later, the things involved in it are no more brain-intensive than practice."
At this moment, the preacher walked over with the skewers, his face gloomy.
He has tasted all the barbecues, and they taste a bit salty, especially the vegetables, which can kill people from salt.
"Brother Yang, how could this be? I did it all your way!"
The preacher was a little annoyed, and the smirk on his face behind him seemed to have grasped the preacher's handle.
"Have you ever made food before?"
The preacher shook his head.
"So it's the first time you followed me?"
The preacher heard the joke from Yang Fan's tone.
"Some foods eat salt, and the salt will be absorbed directly when sprinkled on it, but some foods are not. For example, vegetables, especially green vegetables, a little salt is enough, because it does not absorb, but is absorbed by legumes. Ability is better than other foods."
The preacher suddenly realized that, it seemed that the barbecue Yang Fan made for him for the first time seemed to be tofu, and the salt needed to be sprinkled was more than other.
Thinking of this, the preacher respectfully saluted Yang Fan directly in front of everyone.
At this moment, the preacher wants to be a chef, a special chef who just wants to make food for himself.
Ma Yun was thoughtful and had something to eat. The knowledge in it could be compared with cultivation.
It has been three months and three months. After Yang Fan’s guidance, the preacher’s cooking skills have become more and more superb. The lord wanted to taste the food made by the preacher several times, but he refused. Allowing Yang Fan and him to eat by himself really made the lord be greedy.
And Ma Yun also after the end of three months, mingle with three people and one beast, just like the Lord Lu and the preacher joined Yang Fan's team, Yang Fan gave Ma Yun a hearty meal. When Ma Yun ate the food made by Yang Fan himself, the long-lost bottleneck was broken at this moment, and Ma Yun's realm went directly to the seventh floor of the Heavenly Wonderland, and his spirit power became even stronger.
The eyes of the mysterious middle-aged guard who had been following Ma Yun became brighter. He clearly felt that his Young Master had suddenly become stronger after eating that strange thing, as if some unknown power was being instilled. , And then he saw a shocking scene. The realm of the Young Master of my own family suddenly rose to a realm out of thin air, without any signs.
Is it because of that food? Impossible, the food is very ordinary, without any immortal power, not even medicinal materials, how could it have the effect of enhancing strength?
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man began to observe Yang Fan carefully, and intuitively told him that Yang Fan was not easy.
"What's going on??"
Ma Yun looked stunned, his realm improved as he ate, but he hadn't reacted yet.
"Brother Ma, congratulations on your successful promotion to the seventh floor of Heavenly Wonderland."
The lord patted Ma Yun on the shoulder, intriguing.
Ma Yun looked closely at his body, and suddenly showed horror. He looked at Yang Fan again, and intuitively told him that Yang Fan knew why this happened.
"Don't ask me, you just don't know."
Yang Fan didn't want so many people to know the effect of the food made by his nine-star chef. Yang Fan still knew the truth about the crime.
Ma Yun was thoughtful, but did not continue to ask. The weird combination of Yang Fan and his party made him very curious, so he planned to join. As for protecting his guard, as long as he is not in danger, these people will not take care of other things. It was also one of the conditions Ma Yun agreed to his father's personal protection of him.
Time soon came to the next day. Yang Fan was awakened by the noisy sound early in the morning. When he opened his eyes, he saw many people standing at the entrance of the secret space, people of all realms.
"Brother Yang, you finally woke up."
As Yang Fan was observing the surroundings, the voice of Lord Lv came, and he saw that he had put on a golden armor, which was a medium-grade defensive magic weapon. Some monks around him looked greedy when they looked at Lord Lic. The color.
These monks all have one characteristic, they are either casual cultivators, or monks whose realm is below the heavenly fairyland, because the powerhouses above the middle-grade magic weapon, the heavenly fairyland, really look down on them, and have little effect.
There are five entrances to the secret space. Upon closer inspection, Yang Fan discovered that they were teleportation formations, and different from other teleportation formations, these were random teleportation formations and their positions were not fixed. Otherwise, if so many people enter in a swarm, a little carelessness may turn into a team fight, and it is all an enemy team fight.
"Ok?"
Yang Fan suddenly saw that some monks who were going to enter the ancient battlefield had to pay some fairy crystals, each of whom was around 100 lower-grade fairy crystals.
"How is this going?"
Yang Fan pointed to the guard road guarding the entrance.
"It seems that you don't know Brother Yang. These immortal crystals are mainly divided into two types, one is casual repair, and the other is that the forces behind him have not joined the alliance."
Ma Yun said.
"alliance?"
Yang Fan was even more puzzled.
"Brother Yang doesn't know. Behind this ancient battlefield in the lower continent is jointly controlled by all the top forces in the lower continent. For some benefit, every time the ancient battlefield is opened, a lot of fairy crystals and resources need to be consumed. Then the problem is coming. Where do they come from? These top powers are all required to pay, they are definitely not willing."
"In addition, every time you turn it on, a large number of casual cultivators will enter it to obtain the opportunity inside, and the number will reach 80% of the total number of people who have entered, and the number of people will be at least tens of billions. Such a large number of casual cultivators and non-Alliance people enter, He didn't contribute any benefits, and he was unwilling to change it, so such a rule was laid."
Ma Yun is right. This is like a country. Where does the treasury money come from? It is mainly obtained from taxes, as well as fees for fines and certificates issued by the state.
"With so many people, we may have to wait for a long time."
The preacher took out his dirty floating dust again, a little impatient.
"Don't be so troublesome."
Ma Yundao, took out a special token from his body, with the word "horse" engraved on it.
