Reverend Insanity

“Junior, have some tea. This is good cloud cigarette tea.” Lang Diling made a cup of tea for Fangyuan himself by the cloud bed.

The source sat in the spot where the Spirit once sat, looking silently at this living spirit in front of him.

Just after a few more conversations with the Spirit, I figured it out - the Spirit here really likes collecting recipes, and when he sees the exquisite recipes, he can think of everything.

If it was someone else, Dilling would have blackmailed. But for Fangyuan, the descendant of the demon, he could not be intimidated, he could only ask for soft words.

“How's the tea, handsome boy? Are you happy? For this tea, change the recipe for the man's hide.” Luang Diling smiled with pleasure, and the other party frowned.

Square silently drinks tea.

Originally the fairy wind tunnel bone in the heart, the mysterious and powerful image of the glamorous spirit, is rapidly collapsing.

“Junior, you can do it. All right, poor old man! I live here all by myself, so bitter, so lonely, so thirsty. I can only look at these recipes every day to relieve boredom. Can you resist, cruelly, this poor old man?” Diling looked at Square Source with a white moustache, white hair, white eyebrows and a grandfather's image.

“Hey, you're a little conscious. You're a spiritual, not a human being.” The corner of the square eye twitched.

“Junior boy, whatever you say. As long as you can give me the recipe, I can do whatever you want!” Grandpa glanced at the source.

Fang Yuan withstood the urge to kick the goods down one foot and shouted, “If you don't change, you don't change. ”

Langhua spirits stalled for a moment, then cried and rolled on the ground: "No, I want it. I want a secret formula. I want a secret formula. Young man, you are too cruel, too cruel, too sympathetic. If you don't change, you can die! Just change it. ”

“It's really, really hard to hear...” The black line full of sources, the original imagination in the heart, about the mysterious and strong image of the Luang Di Spirit, has broken the ground. Then he was severely trampled into scum.

However, it also shows the heart of the Red Son of the Spirit of Langham.

Grandpa Diling rolled a few laps on the ground, cried for a long time, still missing Fangyuan loose mouth.

He had to stand up, his face smudged with tears, his face smudged with white hair, his white beard and his white eyebrows.

“Junior, your conscience is very bad. It is so cruel, it is truly the heir to the honor of the devil...” Grandpa looked at Fang Yuan with grudge, as if she was a grudging woman abandoned by Fang Yuan all the time.

Fangyuan finally couldn't bear this look. He shook a chill and sighed in his airway: “That's it, the secret formula of the human skin can be exchanged for you. But wait until the time is right. ”

“Junior, you're so sweet. You're such a good man. So when's the time?” The earthlings bounced three feet tall and were very happy.

“Oh, five hundred years later. ”

Grandpa Diling's frowning stood up and shrugged down: “It's going to take so long...”

“Huh, that's my biggest concession. What, you don't want to change? ”

“How can you not change it? Five hundred years, I can wait. Junior, I'll be waiting for you forever. Oh, that's our deal for life.” Grandpa was very affectionate.

Fang Yuan covered his face and sighed deeply: “I still have a secret formula here, I want to change a magic trick. ”

As soon as he heard that Fangyuan was looking for himself, Luang Ling immediately changed his face, his body straightened, his head slightly backed up, and his face was arrogant: “Oh, I want to change my temple...”

He slowed down his voice and continued: “To tell you the truth, Junior, I have a lot of secrets here. You take out the recipe, if I had it here, I wouldn't change it. ”

He smiled confidently: "Old man, you're outdated. Get me a pen, I'll write you one first. ”

Just half the time, Fang Yuan stopped writing.

“Write, write, what else?” The earthlings stood aside and scratched their cheeks and let their eyes shine. He's made sure it's a whole new recipe he's never seen before.

“It's a five-way recipe. Where's your magic trick? ”

“Here, here.” The Earth Spirit moves a magic trick to the desk.

After writing this recipe, Fangyuan will refine it and earn the money.

Side by side, Diling looked at the recipe with joy.

The magic worm on the recipe is a new trick developed by the magicians in the great age of 500 years. In those years of five-domain warfare, when the flames burned the entire world, new layers emerged.

Whenever this mess occurs, there is often a nine-spin magic fairy.

The source has memories of previous generations, and although many have been forgotten, there are still plenty of secret formulas in mind.

These recipes, to exaggerate, are an era ahead! Of course not.

“Do you have a magic trick here?” Fangyuan asked after receiving the mantra.

“Yes. ”

“Change? ”

“Do you still have the recipe for the worm?” Grandpa Dilling was surprised and surprised.

Fangyuan nodded with laughter, spread out the paper pen, and buried his head in writing.

But half the time, Diling laughed: "Junior, I have the recipe for you, you worm. ”

“Oh?” Fang Yuan stopped the pen in his hand and looked a little stunned.

He didn't think it was a lie from the grounders. The earthlings are pure, saying there is, there is no, there is no.

“If you don't believe me, you can watch this.” As Langley reached out and grabbed it, a secret formula of cowhide was moved over and placed on the table.

Fong Yuan got it, it turns out it is.

“It seems that the magic worm in my memory, although it emerged five hundred years later, is not necessarily a new one. ”

With that in mind, Fang Yuan laughed again and said to the earthly spirits: “It doesn't matter. I have the next one. ”

But this time Fong Yuan wrote only a third, and Diling clapped his hands and laughed: "I don't have this trick formula, but there is a similar one. Take it and see. ”

Then, he gave Fong Yuan a secret formula, which was as similar as 90%.

Fangyuan quickly realized: “My secret formula, most likely, was improved by the magician on the teacher's formula. ”

“Junior, your secret recipe, it's not worth much, I won't change it.” The Spirit Lane.

Sources converge and start thinking.

Old Mao loved collecting recipes and studying them when he was alive. He called the first fairy of the ancient refinery, lived for quite a while, and collected countless secret formulas, which can be said to be a big part of the secret formula.

And Fangyuan's new era has not really reached its fiercest moment, at least not yet the great dream immortality. These trickworm recipes in the source memories appear shallow when compared to the backbone accumulated by countless eras in Langfudi.

“Look at this again.” Fang Yuan buried himself in writing.

But these recipes are either inherent in Langfu or slightly improved in the ancient world, and cannot enter the magical eyes of the earthly spirits.

Fang Yuan is helpless.

He also remembers some trickery. He can be sure it's a new trick, but these tricks are important and each represents a huge interest. Every trick can change the game. Once flowing out of Langfudi, the loss of profits is a small matter. The key is to move the historical process forward. The disadvantages are far greater for the source than the benefits.

“Dilling, look at this recipe again.” Fang Yuan thought about it and wrote the recipe for the Star Gate trick.

The earthlings looked at it and were interested. The more sources he writes, the more interest he gets.

“I've never seen this magic recipe before, it's a little strange, it's a little strange.” Grandpa kept his mouth shut and couldn't help but love it.

This is the secret recipe of the Five Spins, so the source successfully exchanges mindfulness tricks.

“Junior, this star trick is interesting. It actually works across domains. Each of the five domains has a diaphragm, but it cleverly draws on the power of the dark. This kind of worm, which has always had only cave tricks, is most common in the classics. As soon as you leave the stargate, you can compete with the two tricks and divide the autumn colors evenly! Did you come up with this trick?” The earthlings asked.

“Of course!” the source admitted without hesitation.

He had no guilt of pretending to take over the honor.

Then he bragged shamelessly: "Some of the previous recipes were also developed by me, or improved on the basis of the recipes. ”

This has undoubtedly deepened the relationship between him and Lung Di Ling.

“Little friend, you have the gift of refinery, you impress me!” Grandpa Diling no longer called Fangyuan Junior Brother, but changed his name to Little Friend.

“But there are also drawbacks to your magic tricks. You need to pull the starlight in the night to get it started. In addition, the success rate of this refining is low. However, if you add a few more supplements, you can increase this success rate by 30%. ”

Subsequently, Diling gave the names of several materials.

Fong Yuan frowned and listened. He had never heard of these materials.

It seems that either too ancient materials, or extremely deviant doors, are rarely used.

The earthlings went on to say, "Looks like this star trick will work best with the star fluorescent. With starflies, there's starlight, and stargate tricks can be used anytime, anywhere. ”

“What?” Fang Yuan said, pounding in his heart. "Starflies, what are starflies? ”

“Xinghuang, don't you know? By the way, it was rare in ancient times, and it was extinct in ancient times. Most of the starflies lived in orange sky when the ancient nine days were still there.” The earthlings burst out with a secret sin.

Fangyuan was disappointed: “Now that it's extinct, what else is there to talk about? ”

“It's called extinction, but it's just about the common world. I just recently saw a group of starflies in a deal at Po Yellow Sky, as if it were the merchandise of Wan Xingjun.” Di Ling recalled.

“Really?” Square eyes flashed.

The reason why he changed his mantra and his meditation was to pretend to be a manipulative fairy, trade in Baohuangtian, exchange goods, and break the trade blockade of Xianxue Gate.

The words of the earthlings dramatically increased his interest in the starflies.

Fang Yuan's eyes turned and smiled cunningly: "Diling, I still have a lot of recipes here. But I only change starflies! ”

Diling shook his head: “I can't change this. ”

“What?”

“I don't have a star firefly.” The earthly spiritual answer is natural.

Fangyuan did not have good air: “You don't have a star firefly, you won't buy it in Baohuangtian? ”

Di Ling looked at Fong Yuan strangely: “Why should I buy a star firefly? ”

“How can you change my recipe if you don't buy a star firefly? ”

The earthlings shook their heads and stubbornly said: "Your secret recipe can only be exchanged for the existing worms in the land. ”

Fang Yuan is speechless, the earthly spirits are dead, and this can't be turned. It's not human, it's just the earthly spirit. It doesn't make any difference.

Ultimately, Fang Yuan persuaded that his lips were almost worn out, but he still couldn't.

The earthlings are deathbeds.

Fang Yuan had to do it, and suddenly he thought, “Wait, Diling, you said only to exchange the existing worms in the land? ”

“Yes.”

Fang Yuan licked her dry lips: “Then I'll trade the secret recipe of the fairy trick for your Tian Yuan Bao Wang Lian, can't I? ”