Chapter 2189 (1/2)
Jilun was stunned, scratched his head and said, ”it's all wrong We on the grassland, do not lie
Ye Fan always thinks that this guy is a little suspicious, but he denied twice, and there is no way.
Anyway, jillen didn't have to go to jail.
In the next few days, jilen, like many other people, hunted around in order to give some delicious dumplings in exchange for the good will of dumplings.
Tangyuan did not feel that it was served by a group of mackerels. Why not? Dadafang stayed in the temple of the patron god, receiving the careful care of the elder and other shark people.
In a word, the most dazzling part of the tribe is tangyuan. On the contrary, Ye Fan and the two maids seem to be nonexistent.
Ye Fan doesn't matter. He just calms down and tries hard to think about countermeasures every day to see how he can shape the spirit.
However, it is not easy for ye fan to obtain useful information from any ancient books and records he has seen, and even no one can communicate with him.
Because for outsiders, liquid gold elixir is unimaginable.
The normal golden elixir, after forming, is very stable, just like a piece of soil, as long as enough fertilizer, plant seedlings, wait for the tree to grow up.
Liquid is not the case. Its appearance is derived from the ”water impermanence” of the sails, and it will never be stable.
Now Ye Fan seems to be planting trees and growing trees in flowing water
Not to mention whether the seedlings can be bred, even if they are planted, the seedlings will soon be washed to the East and West, and will be gone directly!
It can be said that according to the conventional thought of shaping spirit, it seems impossible for liquid golden elixir to shape spirit.
Ye Fan thinks about it and has no clue
A few days later, Ye Fan felt that his spirit was becoming more and more unstable, but he made no progress and his face became more and more ugly.
Xiaojin, Qinghe and Platycodon grandiflorum saw the master's situation, but they were powerless and could only do something in a hurry.
As night fell, lights lit up the tribe.
Ye Fan was practicing cross legged training, but he heard the sound of knocking on the window.
”Ye Fan! Ye Fan! Why are you still practicing? ” Yelled jillen.
”What can I do for you?” Ye Fan struggled to get up.
Jilen poked his head into the room and grinned, ”you haven't come out these days. You'll be stupid to practice like this!
We are going out for a bonfire party tonight! You can change your mood
Ye Fan wanted to refuse, but he was dying. What else should he do?
But sitting here, seems to have no thoughts, in line with the idea of relieving the depressed mood, Ye Fan still got up and walked out.
”Haha! That's right! What's the point of practicing kung fu? ” Jillen said.
Ye fan can't help shaking his head. Jilun doesn't know how serious his condition is, or he won't be able to say this.
All the way to the open space of the tribe, I saw a huge flame, which had been set up by the mackerel people.
Several large leaves paved out a piece of land, which placed a large number of fish, dumplings are lying in a pile of food, happily eating.
Xiao Jin even followed him. At this moment, it seems that he treats Tangyuan as a big brother. He eats and drinks tangyuan.
Ye Fan laughs and scolds the spineless greedy snake in his heart. A few days ago, he said that the dumplings were bragging, but now he went to kneel and lick the dumplings.
When they saw Ye Fan and Jilun, they did not refuse, but offered a place to sit.
A kind-hearted girl brought some food and drink for them.
After Ye Fan's thanks, he chatted with Jilun about the past few days, and his mood was also relaxed.
After a while, I saw the elder standing up and said a lot of words that I didn't understand.