"What's wrong?" Bai Rong and didn't see anything special this time, and looked at the master in confusion.

"It's a pity that Lan Sheng didn't go to be a chef. A few days ago, I found that he used various medicinal herbs as a supplement to cook food, but there was no medicinal flavor. Instead, it was even more delicious and delicious, and it could be called a delicacy in the sky.

He used medicine to dishes all year round, and the medicinal properties were actually integrated into the iron pot. Of course, this is also because the iron pot is made of too ordinary ingredients. If it was really made of high-quality gold and mitral silver, even if he used this pot to make dishes that had been worth tens of thousands of years, the medicinal properties would not be integrated into it.

If you use this iron pot to cook, you can still make delicious food even with ordinary cooking skills. The most important thing is that these medicinal materials are produced by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon. They imply the way of heaven and earth, but they are completely integrated into the food, and you can't even eat any part of the taste of medicine. Over time, it is also very beneficial for understanding the way of heaven and earth." Zhang Yidao sighed again, and he couldn't put down this seemingly ordinary iron pot.

When one reaches his level of cultivation, the accumulation and improvement of holy energy is no longer important. The most important thing is his understanding of the way of heaven and earth. The fat white man may be able to help a lot!

I don’t know how much time and effort the fat man spent on this pot! Thinking of blaming him before, Zhang Yidao was moved and ashamed, and even burst into tears.

"It turns out that the book they both gave was such a generous gift. The book Wuse gave me should have something good." Even though he was excited, Zhang Yidao put out the book Ye Wuse gave him and began to look.

With his powerful spiritual thoughts of the dignified emperor, it is naturally not a problem to see ten lines at a glance. He turned over with a thought of his finger and brushed dozens of pages. However, gradually, the speed of turning the pages became slower and slower, and his expression became extremely wonderful. Sometimes he smiled happily, sometimes he was frowning, sometimes he gritted his teeth, and sometimes he was full of sadness.

"Master, are you okay?" Looking at the face of Master's unpredictable joy, anger, sorrow, and sorrow, Bai Rong and his face were worried.

Although Zhang Yidao has some bad tastes and often uses him for fun, as a king, his mind has long been sharpened as a rock. This is the first time in so many years that he has seen his master's ups and downs in his mood.

"It's okay, it's too touching, but it's too touching." Zhang Yidao wiped the tears at the corners of his eyes and said.

"It's so touching, let me see." Bai Rong and he stretched out his hand curiously.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yidao hid the book behind him and looked at Bai Rongyu vigilantly.

"Master, don't be so, I just take a few glances and won't steal yours." Bai Rong felt helpless when he looked at his thief-proof gaze.

If it was for the Daojun sword or other treasures, it would be fine if he was guarding himself. Is it necessary to guard against himself as a romance book?

"You don't understand, you don't understand. This book is full of ups and downs, and it is a peerless book. If you savor it carefully, it makes people feel immersive. Seeing this place, I feel like I'm back when I was young and see her again..." Zhang Yidao still hid the book behind him, shook his head with emotion, but he stopped it halfway and then turned red slightly.
Chapter completed!