Chapter 275
Chapter 275
Chapter 275
The fake Peng Ye incident was dealt with, because the road to heaven had not arrived, Peng Ye didn't stay long, and went back to the Soul Palace to practice.
Time flies, another year.
During this year, the entire Nine Wastelands was surprisingly peaceful, and the people of the Dizang Palace did not find any trouble with Peng Ye during this year.
But Peng Ye didn't take it lightly, because before the storm, it was always so quiet, and the quiet was scary.
Never land on the island, in front of a palace.
Peng Ye sits on the dense branches and leaves of a big tree in coils, rising and falling, very rhyme, giving people a sense of mystery and vastness.
"Peng Ye, come down to eat soon."
Inside the gate of the palace, the fragrance filled the air, and Mo Xiaoxiao's call came.
"call……"
Peng Ye slowly opened his eyes and let out a mouthful of turbid air. After this year's practice, he has successfully entered the fourth floor of the nine-story demon tower in the Taixuan Sutra.
There is nothing in the fourth floor, there is no powerful divine power, and there are no other secret methods. There are only two words: Dao Eye.
The left side of the eye is the eye, the eye is the sight, and the word on the right is also easy to understand. It should mean the immensity, and the single word is a way. All said.
Daoyan can penetrate everything in the world. This is Peng Ye's understanding of it over the past year, and he has gradually learned a lot from it.
"Dao eyes, open!"
With a heavy shout, Peng Ye's closed eyes suddenly thought, something like a light red electric current appeared slightly in the corner, even miraculous and amazed!
Mo Xiaoxiao's figure in the palace was also seen very clearly at this moment. Although it was only an outline, it was already very powerful to see such a figure!
Because only people who are born with strange pupils can achieve this level, such as reincarnation eyes, kaleidoscopes, white eyes, double eyes and other strange eyes that are born with strange eyes, can perform the pupil technique.
As an ordinary person, Peng Ye has nothing special about his eyes, but he can still achieve this level. Moreover, that is to say, he can also practice those pupil skills that only the darling of heaven can practice!
"Damn Peng Ye! Come down quickly!" Mo Xiaoxiao yelled again, "Every time I procrastinate like this, the food won't taste good when it's cold!"
"This is your attitude towards your husband. I taught you your cooking skills. I have other recipes hidden. I originally planned to give them to you. Your attitude is getting worse and worse. I think it's better to forget it. Hmph." Peng Ye curled his lips and smiled lightly.
"Hmm, my good husband, come down and start cooking." Mo Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes lit up when she heard the word "recipe", and she obediently stood at the door to greet her. After this year, she was very fascinated with cooking. So much so that it can replace her desire to cultivate immortals.
"Well, that's about the same." The old god Peng Ye flew down from the tree, passing the door and nodding pretendingly to the well-behaved Mo Xiaoxiao.
"Then husband, my recipe..." Mo Xiaoxiaoyang pursed her lips with a sinister smile.
"You silly girl who lied to you." Peng Ye grinned.
Bang!
Hearing that, regardless of 21, Mo Xiaoxiao swung a spoon on Peng Ye's head and became furious, she was a tigress!
"Ouch!"
Peng Ye hugged his head and immediately ran into the room, constantly rubbing against Mo Xiaoxiao on the other side of the table and said, "Fuck, Xiaoxiao, you are serious! I am going to have a concussion, you are responsible!"
"Responsible is responsible! How dare you lie to me! What is a concussion? Today, I, Mo Xiaoxiao, will make you epileptic!" Mo Xiaoxiao rolled her sleeves.
"Damn it, you stinky bitch, you're acting like a shrew before we get through the door, pay attention to your image!" Peng Ye scolded, dumbfounded.
The first half of this year was fine, but after a long time, especially in the second half of the year after teaching her to cook, it was basically like this every day. Not only did I have to risk my life to help her 'test the poison', the key was not to be honest. talk!
"Anyway, sooner or later, they are your people, and the image is for outsiders to see." Mo Xiaoxiao said at this time, "Stop, I won't make trouble with you, sit down and eat quickly."
"OK, then put down the spoon first." Peng Ye smiled slightly.
The two reached an agreement, stopped fighting, and started eating.
"How is it?" Mo Xiaoxiao asked expectantly when she saw Peng Ye eating the food she cooked, "Is there any progress?"
"Cough, cough cough, grunt~" Peng Ye coughed twice, swallowed the food, and picked up a cup of cool white that was always prepared at the side as a respect.
"How about it, why don't you give me a word." Mo Xiaoxiao asked again expectantly.
"Very good, your culinary savvy is still very high, after more than half a year, you finally know how to add salt!" Peng Ye coughed twice again while speaking, "It's just a little too much, remember next time, put less. "
"Hey, try this again." Mo Xiaoxiao, who was praised, still blushed slightly, and picked up another chopstick of green vegetables for Peng Ye.
Peng Ye was stunned, and his face turned green in an instant, "This color...how did the vegetables turn black?"
"Accidentally knocked over the soy sauce next to it." Mo Xiaoxiao said, "But you told me that there is also salt in the soy sauce, so I simply didn't put any salt, it shouldn't be salty."
Peng Ye closed his eyes, took a deep breath, looked at more than a dozen dishes and felt like the end of the world. This time he felt that he couldn't tolerate it anymore, and he must tell the truth once!Man, she only knew why the pot was made of iron only by hitting her.
"This is pig and tiger bone soup."
"Why is the color wrong?"
"tasty?"
"Delicious!"
"This is Feitian herring, steamed, how does it taste?"
"It's amazing!"
"Is this... delicious?"
"good to eat!"
"Is it tasty!"
"good to eat!"
In a short time, Peng Ye tasted all the dozen or so dishes.
"How? Is your wife very virtuous?" Sitting next to Peng Ye, Mo Xiaoxiao saw that Peng Ye was eating so comfortably, so she pressed her lips against Peng Ye's shoulder delicately and said.
"Very virtuous, but we... can we let your father and elders, grandpas, uncles and brothers put the swords in their hands aside..." Peng Ye said.
It turned out that the inside and outside of the palace were crowded with people at some point, and there were five or six hundred holy artifacts behind Peng Ye. He couldn't laugh or cry, and he even dragged his family along for a meal!
No wonder, Mo Xiaoxiao is the only daughter of the Mozheng, the eldest lady of the Soul Palace, a woman who is loved by thousands of clansmen.
"Get back." Mo Xiaoxiao palmed for a while, and half of the figure in the palace disappeared instantly. I really have to admire the void technique of the Soul Palace!
After the wonderful flowers, night falls.
Mo Xiaoxiao hugged Peng Ye and fell asleep, but Peng Ye opened his eyes, a little uncomfortable, because Mo Xiaoxiao said that she should not touch her until she was married.
But she took the initiative to share the same bed with Peng Ye. For Peng Ye, who is full of blood, this is simply hell on earth...
However, although it was uncomfortable, after a full year, Peng Ye had indeed cultivated a concentration that ordinary people could not possess, which could be regarded as a blessing in disguise.
(End of this chapter)
The fake Peng Ye incident was dealt with, because the road to heaven had not arrived, Peng Ye didn't stay long, and went back to the Soul Palace to practice.
Time flies, another year.
During this year, the entire Nine Wastelands was surprisingly peaceful, and the people of the Dizang Palace did not find any trouble with Peng Ye during this year.
But Peng Ye didn't take it lightly, because before the storm, it was always so quiet, and the quiet was scary.
Never land on the island, in front of a palace.
Peng Ye sits on the dense branches and leaves of a big tree in coils, rising and falling, very rhyme, giving people a sense of mystery and vastness.
"Peng Ye, come down to eat soon."
Inside the gate of the palace, the fragrance filled the air, and Mo Xiaoxiao's call came.
"call……"
Peng Ye slowly opened his eyes and let out a mouthful of turbid air. After this year's practice, he has successfully entered the fourth floor of the nine-story demon tower in the Taixuan Sutra.
There is nothing in the fourth floor, there is no powerful divine power, and there are no other secret methods. There are only two words: Dao Eye.
The left side of the eye is the eye, the eye is the sight, and the word on the right is also easy to understand. It should mean the immensity, and the single word is a way. All said.
Daoyan can penetrate everything in the world. This is Peng Ye's understanding of it over the past year, and he has gradually learned a lot from it.
"Dao eyes, open!"
With a heavy shout, Peng Ye's closed eyes suddenly thought, something like a light red electric current appeared slightly in the corner, even miraculous and amazed!
Mo Xiaoxiao's figure in the palace was also seen very clearly at this moment. Although it was only an outline, it was already very powerful to see such a figure!
Because only people who are born with strange pupils can achieve this level, such as reincarnation eyes, kaleidoscopes, white eyes, double eyes and other strange eyes that are born with strange eyes, can perform the pupil technique.
As an ordinary person, Peng Ye has nothing special about his eyes, but he can still achieve this level. Moreover, that is to say, he can also practice those pupil skills that only the darling of heaven can practice!
"Damn Peng Ye! Come down quickly!" Mo Xiaoxiao yelled again, "Every time I procrastinate like this, the food won't taste good when it's cold!"
"This is your attitude towards your husband. I taught you your cooking skills. I have other recipes hidden. I originally planned to give them to you. Your attitude is getting worse and worse. I think it's better to forget it. Hmph." Peng Ye curled his lips and smiled lightly.
"Hmm, my good husband, come down and start cooking." Mo Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes lit up when she heard the word "recipe", and she obediently stood at the door to greet her. After this year, she was very fascinated with cooking. So much so that it can replace her desire to cultivate immortals.
"Well, that's about the same." The old god Peng Ye flew down from the tree, passing the door and nodding pretendingly to the well-behaved Mo Xiaoxiao.
"Then husband, my recipe..." Mo Xiaoxiaoyang pursed her lips with a sinister smile.
"You silly girl who lied to you." Peng Ye grinned.
Bang!
Hearing that, regardless of 21, Mo Xiaoxiao swung a spoon on Peng Ye's head and became furious, she was a tigress!
"Ouch!"
Peng Ye hugged his head and immediately ran into the room, constantly rubbing against Mo Xiaoxiao on the other side of the table and said, "Fuck, Xiaoxiao, you are serious! I am going to have a concussion, you are responsible!"
"Responsible is responsible! How dare you lie to me! What is a concussion? Today, I, Mo Xiaoxiao, will make you epileptic!" Mo Xiaoxiao rolled her sleeves.
"Damn it, you stinky bitch, you're acting like a shrew before we get through the door, pay attention to your image!" Peng Ye scolded, dumbfounded.
The first half of this year was fine, but after a long time, especially in the second half of the year after teaching her to cook, it was basically like this every day. Not only did I have to risk my life to help her 'test the poison', the key was not to be honest. talk!
"Anyway, sooner or later, they are your people, and the image is for outsiders to see." Mo Xiaoxiao said at this time, "Stop, I won't make trouble with you, sit down and eat quickly."
"OK, then put down the spoon first." Peng Ye smiled slightly.
The two reached an agreement, stopped fighting, and started eating.
"How is it?" Mo Xiaoxiao asked expectantly when she saw Peng Ye eating the food she cooked, "Is there any progress?"
"Cough, cough cough, grunt~" Peng Ye coughed twice, swallowed the food, and picked up a cup of cool white that was always prepared at the side as a respect.
"How about it, why don't you give me a word." Mo Xiaoxiao asked again expectantly.
"Very good, your culinary savvy is still very high, after more than half a year, you finally know how to add salt!" Peng Ye coughed twice again while speaking, "It's just a little too much, remember next time, put less. "
"Hey, try this again." Mo Xiaoxiao, who was praised, still blushed slightly, and picked up another chopstick of green vegetables for Peng Ye.
Peng Ye was stunned, and his face turned green in an instant, "This color...how did the vegetables turn black?"
"Accidentally knocked over the soy sauce next to it." Mo Xiaoxiao said, "But you told me that there is also salt in the soy sauce, so I simply didn't put any salt, it shouldn't be salty."
Peng Ye closed his eyes, took a deep breath, looked at more than a dozen dishes and felt like the end of the world. This time he felt that he couldn't tolerate it anymore, and he must tell the truth once!Man, she only knew why the pot was made of iron only by hitting her.
"This is pig and tiger bone soup."
"Why is the color wrong?"
"tasty?"
"Delicious!"
"This is Feitian herring, steamed, how does it taste?"
"It's amazing!"
"Is this... delicious?"
"good to eat!"
"Is it tasty!"
"good to eat!"
In a short time, Peng Ye tasted all the dozen or so dishes.
"How? Is your wife very virtuous?" Sitting next to Peng Ye, Mo Xiaoxiao saw that Peng Ye was eating so comfortably, so she pressed her lips against Peng Ye's shoulder delicately and said.
"Very virtuous, but we... can we let your father and elders, grandpas, uncles and brothers put the swords in their hands aside..." Peng Ye said.
It turned out that the inside and outside of the palace were crowded with people at some point, and there were five or six hundred holy artifacts behind Peng Ye. He couldn't laugh or cry, and he even dragged his family along for a meal!
No wonder, Mo Xiaoxiao is the only daughter of the Mozheng, the eldest lady of the Soul Palace, a woman who is loved by thousands of clansmen.
"Get back." Mo Xiaoxiao palmed for a while, and half of the figure in the palace disappeared instantly. I really have to admire the void technique of the Soul Palace!
After the wonderful flowers, night falls.
Mo Xiaoxiao hugged Peng Ye and fell asleep, but Peng Ye opened his eyes, a little uncomfortable, because Mo Xiaoxiao said that she should not touch her until she was married.
But she took the initiative to share the same bed with Peng Ye. For Peng Ye, who is full of blood, this is simply hell on earth...
However, although it was uncomfortable, after a full year, Peng Ye had indeed cultivated a concentration that ordinary people could not possess, which could be regarded as a blessing in disguise.
(End of this chapter)