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Text Chapter 45 Burning Heaven Jue

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    In the courtyard of Yuelaiju and Yueshanfang.  After Liu Qiang put the sour pot fat intestines on the plate, he did not eat the dish immediately. He just looked at the sour pot fat intestines eagerly. It was not that he didn't want to eat it, but that he was embarrassed to eat it.  If it were an ordinary dish, Liu Qiang would definitely not be polite to Yan Nantian, but this is a spiritual dish that cannot be measured by ordinary money. Liu Qiang will not eat it without Yan Nantian's consent.  Liu Qiang looked at this sour pot sausage. The sausage was filled with a faint light. That was the spiritual power contained in the sausage. It was released after cooking and could be easily absorbed by the human body.  "Creak" At this moment, the door to the west wing was pushed open. Liu Qiang quickly looked over and saw that Yan Nantian was coming out. He hurriedly greeted him with a smile and said: "Boy, you're out, sir."  What did I say to you just now? " "Senior Zhou just told me that you must have been eating sour pot fat intestines while I was not here," Yan Nantian joked.  After hearing what Yan Nantian said, Liu Qiang couldn't help but blush. Before the sour pot sausage was put on the plate, he secretly ate two pieces. Although he also knew that Yan Nantian was joking, he was suddenly exposed by Yan Nantian.  , feeling somewhat embarrassed.  "Boy, what is that in your hand?" In order to avoid embarrassment, Liu Qiang abruptly changed the subject and said.  "The fire lotus and pig heart water, and the spiritual power skills given by Senior Zhou." Yan Nantian said with a smile on his face.  "Hey, it's actually the Burning Heaven Technique. I didn't expect that I would be willing to pass this set of skills to you." Liu Qiang said with some surprise after taking a look at the scroll in Yan Nantian's hand.  "Master Liu, is this set of Burning Heaven Technique very powerful?" Yan Nantian asked doubtfully.  "Of course, this set of exercises is very famous in the cultivation world. Our master practices this set of exercises himself." Liu Qiang explained.  "Master Liu, how should I use this scroll? How can I learn the techniques inside?" Yan Nantian asked with a happy face.  "When you open the scroll, there will be two handprints inside. If you put your hands on them, you can inherit the skills inside." Liu Qiang said.  "It's so magical." Yan Nantian muttered and said.  "Boy, you should also bring this plate of sour pot sausage with you. If you take it before practicing the exercises, it can increase the success rate of practice." Liu Qiang glanced at the sour pot sausage. Although he was a little reluctant to part with it, he still relied on his heart.  reminded.  "Yes." Yan Nantian responded, as if he could see Liu Qiang's thoughts, and said: "Master Liu, when I find the large intestine of the black-armored pig in the future, I will definitely make a portion for you." "Good boy, this is great.  You said it yourself, don't regret it when the time comes." After hearing Yan Nantian's words, Liu Qiang said with a smile on his face.  "Don't worry, I always keep my word." "Okay, I'll find a way to make pig intestines right now. As soon as your kid comes out of confinement, I'll let you do it for me." Liu Qiang rubbed his hands and said impatiently  .  ¡­ After bidding farewell to Liu Qiang, Yan Nantian returned to his residence. Because he had not yet developed his spiritual power, he still lived with the temporary cook.  Yan Nantian closed the doors and windows of the room, put the sour pot of sausage and water on the cupboard beside the bed, then sat on the bedside of the cupboard and took out the scroll recording the Burning Heaven Jue.  This scroll has a gray-black background, with three words "Burning Heaven Jue" written in red letters on it. The scroll feels very smooth, but it is impossible to tell what kind of material it is made of.  Yan Nantian laid the scroll flat on the bed and found that there were many spells drawn on the scroll, which looked like ancient hieroglyphs. In the middle of the spell were two handprints, which were very similar to what Liu Qiang had just described.  Yan Nantian observed for a moment and found that there was a looming red light on the scroll's charms and handprints, like flowing flames.  Apart from feeling that the scroll was a bit magical, Yan Nantian couldn't figure out why, so he simply stopped hesitating, picked up the sour pot of fat intestines with chopsticks, and ate it with half a bowl of water to clean the pot.  Suddenly, I felt a surge of spiritual power pouring into my stomach, traveling along the meridians of my body. My whole body felt warm, and the capillaries on my body were dilating, as if I had endless energy.  After eating the fat intestines and washing the pot with water, Yan Nantian took a deep breath while his spiritual power was taking effect, and put his hands on the fingerprints of the scroll. The light on the scroll immediately shone.  The moment Yan Nantian touched the scroll, he felt a force pouring into his hands and spreading along his arms to his body. In just a moment, this energy invaded Yan Nantian's meridians.  ? ??Nan Tian felt that this energy was slowly moving along his eight extraordinary meridians along a certain trajectory. Although this energy was not very powerful, it seemed to have a certain spirituality.  Driven by this energy, the spiritual power generated by Yan Nantian's consumption of fat intestines and pot water gradually circulated along the eight extraordinary meridians, and the trajectory was exactly the same.  This energy carries spiritual power and moves very slowly in Yan Nantian's body, but there is a very strange feeling. Yan Nantian's body gradually has memory, and the spiritual power in the body starts to operate spontaneously, and the speed of operation becomes faster and faster.  It comes faster and faster, and the spiritual power in the body becomes more and more pure.  At this time, if anyone is here, they will see Yan Nantian's body glowing with a faint red light. His whole body seems to be wrapped in a red light, and his temperament becomes a little different. ?¡­ ?Wujiang Town, Yipinju Back Kitchen.  At this time, the sky has completely darkened and Yipinju Restaurant has closed. Zhou Dacheng and his son are busy in the lobby, while Yan Yunhua and Chen Banghe are cleaning up the kitchen.  Yan Yunhua is quite satisfied with the newly recruited chef Chen Banghe. Chen Banghe is diligent and has good cooking skills. He has only been at Yipinju for two or three days and can master most tofu dishes.  "Mr. Yan, please go back to your room and rest first. Just leave the kitchen to me." Chen Banghe suggested on his own initiative.  "What should I do? You have been busy all day, and I can't leave you to clean up alone." Yan Yunhua said.  "Mr. Yan, I'm still young. It doesn't matter if I do more work, so don't be polite to me." Chen Banghe said sincerely.  "Then thank you for your hard work." Yan Yunhua responded. After all, he was old and had been busy in the kitchen for another day, and now he was very tired.  "It's not hard, this is what I should do." Chen Banghe said with a smile.  "Brother Chen, there are not many people like you who are as down-to-earth and willing to work." Yan Yunhua took off his waistcoat, patted Chen Banghe's shoulder, and encouraged him.  "Mr. Yan, you've given me the prize." Chen Banghe was washing the pot as he spoke. This diligent look made Yan Yunhua more and more satisfied, and he even considered giving Chen Banghe some more bonuses at the end of the month.  Yan Yunhua gave a few more instructions, asking Chen Banghe to close the doors and windows when leaving, and then left the kitchen.  After watching Yan Yunhua leave, Chen Banghe also stopped what he was doing, observed what was going on around him, then walked to the door and locked it, and his behavior became weird.  I saw that Chen Banghe first looked at the kitchen, and then rummaged through all the cabinets, as if he was looking for something precious, but he did so lightly, as if he was afraid of being discovered by others.  "This old man named Yan secretly makes tofu every morning. What other ingredients are used besides soybeans?" Chen Banghe muttered to himself.  In fact, the reason why Chen Banghe came to Yipinju was not simply to be a chef, but to learn how to make tofu, and he has been secretly observing it since he came to Yipinju.  According to Chen Banghe¡¯s observation, Zhou Dacheng and his son grind soybeans every day, which should be the main ingredient for making tofu. Yan Yunhua would make tofu himself in the early morning. As for how it was made, Chen Banghe had never seen it.  Chen Banghe is also a chef. According to Chen Banghe's guess, after the soybeans are ground into soy milk, something should be added, otherwise it would be impossible to form tofu. However, Chen Banghe searched for a long time in Chufeng and did not find any special materials.  Chen Banghe held the table and thought about it quietly. He remembered that after Yan Nantian finished making tofu, he would always walk out of the kitchen with a jar. As for what was in the jar, Chen Banghe had never seen it.  Pass.  "Could it be that the jar in Old Man Yan's hand contains that special ingredient? We must find a chance to find out." Chen Banghe touched his chin with a smile on his face and said: "As long as you learn tofu secretly  Whether I sell the production method or open a tofu restaurant, I won¡¯t have to worry about lack of money in the future.¡±
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