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Chapter 1250 Great Tonic Goldfish Soup

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    After returning to the kitchen, Lin Xuan was caught in a tangle. It seemed that there were not enough ingredients for the medicinal diet to dispel cold and dampness.

    "Yes!"

    Suddenly, Lin Xuan remembered that he had just caught the goldfish spirit who was trying to steal melons not long ago, and was being kept in the fish tank by himself.

    This goldfish spirit not only steals the watermelon from the melon field, but also keeps it in the water tank with delicious food and drink. The life is not too comfortable.

    Now it just comes in handy, you can make a delicious and nourishing medicinal fish soup!

    "You stole my melon, now it's time for you to repay the karma."

    Lin Xuan said with a smile, a pair of claws had already reached into the water tank.

    "Plop! Plop!"

    The King of Inspiration is lying in the water tank very comfortably. The quality of the water in this water tank is better than that of the water in the lotus pond of Avalokitesvara in the South China Sea.

    In just a few short days, the king of inspiration has already sensed signs of a breakthrough.

    The aura in the Meishan small courtyard is extremely abundant, and the speed of practice is so fast that it cannot be compared with any place in the prehistoric world.

    And the king of inspiration has also recognized the reality, trying to find trouble for Meishan Courtyard is simply asking for a dead end.

    Saint Nuwa, the three saints of Sanxiao, and countless quasi-sage peak powerhouses, all of them show that Meishan Courtyard is not easy to provoke.

    What's more, there is Lin Xuan whose cultivation base is unfathomable, which completely made the king of inspiration lose the desire to resist.

    It's better to just stay in this Meishan small courtyard and live a happy life, it's better than working hard in the wild and not getting any benefits.

    Of course, all of this is just the fantasy of the king of inspiration, and his life is completely in the hands of Lin Xuan.

    If Lin Xuan wanted his life, it would only take a moment!

    "This, what is this for!"

    After leaving the water tank, the king of inspiration immediately panicked, splashing a series of water splashes.

    "There is no point in struggling. Don't worry, I will definitely save you when the time comes."

    Lin Xuan grabbed the king of inspiration, making it unable to continue jumping, and then pressed it on the cutting board.

    And the king of inspiration just wanted to turn into a human form to resist, but he felt an invisible force suppressing him firmly, and there was no possibility of turning into a form at all.

    "No, don't, don't, don't!"

    Seeing the murderous intent in Lin Xuan's eyes, the king of inspiration finally realized his situation.

    But it is a pity that the struggle of the inspiration king is meaningless, and the days of enjoyment have come to an end.

    "Snapped!"

    Lin Xuan raised the knife and slapped the Inspiration King to death on the chopping board, which really showed that man is a knife and I am a fish.

    The King of Inspiration couldn't figure it out until his death, and he would die under a kitchen knife in a daze, and it was still made as a medicinal meal.

    Under the light of the fire, Lin Xuan cut and stir-fried vegetables in one go, extremely skillful.

    "Add water and simmer for a while, and you can drink delicious fish soup."

    Lin Xuan licked his lips and said expectantly.

    "Xiaoping, go get some water for the teacher. The essence of this pot of fish soup is to pay attention to the timing of adding water."

    "Yes, Master!"

    Hou Tu nodded obediently, and went to find a suitable water source.

    Soon, Hou Tu saw a bowl of water in the kitchen held in a delicate porcelain bowl, which was extremely clear.

    "Master, here it is."

    Lin Xuan directly poured a whole bowl of water into the pot, which became an important part of fresh fish soup.

    However, neither Lin Xuan nor Houtu knew that this bowl of water was the one that Meishan Wumei brought back from the Zimu River and hadn't finished drinking it

    Not far from the kitchen, a few rustling sounds sounded, and the patriarchs of Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin's three ancient clans quietly approached.

    "Tsk tsk tsk, this goldfish essence really came at an unfortunate time. It happened that the lady was not feeling well, so it happened to be given to the stew."

    Shi Qilin said with a sigh.

    The majestic Quasi-Saint Realm Almighty died in such a miserable state that not even a whole body survived.

    "Are you pitying it? Then don't grab fish bones from us for a while."

    Yuan Feng rolled his eyes and replied with disdain.

    No matter who you are, as long as you come to the small courtyard of Meishan, you have to coil up even if you are a dragon, or lie down if you are a tiger, otherwise the end will be extremely miserable.

    onlyIt's a pity that the king of inspiration understood it too late, and finally ended up with such an ending that people fill their stomachs, and the bones are also scrambled for snatching!

    "I just lament that he dared to provoke Meishan to the top of Meishan. Naturally, the goldfish meat is for those who see it. Don't try to eat it for yourself, otherwise I will definitely speak ill of you to the master."

    Zu Long quickly retorted.

    Although the King of Inspiration in the Quasi-Saint Realm is of some help to them in terms of cultivation, it is far from the situation where the patriarchs of the three ancient clans compete for each other.

    The real reason why the patriarchs of the three ancient tribes scrambled to snatch the fish bones was because of Lin Xuan's special cooking methods.

    The ingredients cooked by Lin Xuan all contain the mystery of the Dao. Just a sip of soup can enhance the perception of the Dao.

    Opportunities to comprehend the Dao are not always available. If you can't seize it, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

    "This king of inspiration is really miserable, but it is really too fragrant, just smelling it makes people feel refreshed."

    Shi Qilin also praised sincerely.

    They never had the opportunity to eat the fish meat of the king of inspiration, but they can still fight for the bones of the king of inspiration.

    "Huh¡ª¡ª"

    After Lin Xuan returned to the kitchen, he also smelled the fragrant smell of fish and could not help but smile confidently.

    "The ladies will definitely like this pot of fish soup!"

    After finishing speaking, he took the fish soup and walked to the bedroom with brisk steps, ready to have a feast with the ladies.

    "Wow woof!"

    "Giggle!"

    "Awwhhh!"

    Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin also followed closely behind Lin Xuan, not daring to fall behind, for fear that they would not even have a bite of the bones and soup.

    "You guys have good noses, you can smell it all!"

    Although Lin Xuan didn't know why the angry-eyed chicken was interested in fish, he nodded in satisfaction.

    "Ladies, I'm here, come and taste your husband's craft."

    Lin Xuan said with a smile all over his face.

    "Wow! It smells so good!"

    Bi Xiao's eyes straightened immediately, staring at the casserole in Lin Xuan's hand, unable to move his eyes away.

    "Xianggong's craftsmanship is as good as ever, and he can already smell the fragrance before entering the room."

    Saint Nuwa also surrounded her and couldn't help but praise.

    "That's natural!"

    Hearing the flattery of the ladies, Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

    "You four should eat first, and I'll feed Xier."

    The Queen Mother of the West who was on the bed was still in a coma, but her complexion was much better now, which was the result of nourishment from the Meishan courtyard.

    "Yeah, yeah, good!"

    Saint Nuwa and Sanxiao naturally had no objections, so they quickly sat upright, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and looked at the casserole expectantly.

    "Start!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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