Chapter 31: Grilled Meat

"Ding-character area number fifty-seven, is this it?"

Foot of the mountain, shanty town area.

Fang Xing arrived at a place and saw a row of shacks scattered by a forest of red leaves.

Not far away, there was also a clear stream flowing by.

These shacks were built with wood, and there were house plates nailed on the doors.

He found his own house, found it was locked, and immediately took out the brass key to open the chain.

He heard a 'creak,' the door opened, and a wave of dust accompanied by a musty smell rushed into his nose.

"The environment isn't great, but at least it's private..."

Fang Xing put on a mask and started cleaning.

Half an hour later, he finished cleaning the room and went out with a basket of trash.

The door next door opened, and someone happened to come out.

"Eh? It's you?"

An exclamation came.

Fang Xing turned his head and saw a bright and beautiful woman in her twenties looking at him in surprise.

"You are... the youngest of the Cangshan Five Righteous, Shen Yuxin?"

He recognized her at a glance; she was actually one of that couple, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly at the ill-fated connection.

"Exactly, so the fellow daoist lives next door?"

Shen Yuxin thought of her big brother's evaluation and couldn't help but feel very strange.

"Just moved in today. From now on, we're neighbors, let's take care of each other..."

Fang Xing smiled, and saw a small head poking out from behind Shen Yuxin, looking tiger-headed and quite cute: "Is this your son?"

"Exactly, Zijin, hurry up and greet the uncle."

Shen Yuxin pulled the child out, her face carrying a trace of pride.

"Uncle..."

Meng Zijin called out.

"Good boy, another day uncle will buy you candy..."

Fang Xing smiled, but was muttering in his heart: 'Am I that old? Calling me uncle? Calling me brother would be about right...'

After exchanging a few polite words with Shen Yuxin, he returned to his room, closed the door, and came to the kitchen.

"Firewood rice, it feels pretty good too..."

After lifting the pot lid, he saw a full pot of spiritual rice, emitting an alluring fragrance.

Fang Xing thought for a while, didn't start eating directly, but cut off a strip of beef.

This beef was bought at the marketplace and was monster beef, each strip thick and sturdy, full of snowflake-like patterns, and one look told him it was top-quality goods.

"Rice without vegetables, isn't that a pity?"

Fang Xing took out a bottle, which contained barbecue seasoning from the Blue Star Federation.

He cut the beef into small pieces, skewered them with red wood roots, and roasted them slowly over the fire, occasionally sprinkling some spices on them.

Not long after, a heaven-shaking fragrance wafted from the kitchen, then drifted to the neighbors.

Next door.

"... Master, the youth we saw today actually became our neighbor."

Shen Yuxin was telling Meng Yi, who had just returned home, about what happened.

"What?"

Meng Yi's original good mood instantly disappeared, and he touched the money bag at his waist.

They, Cangshan Five Righteous, had finally hunted a monster and sold it for quite a few low-grade spiritual stones. Could it be that they were targeted by this person?

"Do you think... the other party is coming for us?"

Meng Yi lowered his voice, unconsciously carrying a bit of murderous intent.

"In my opinion, not necessarily... any piece of clothing on him is worth more than our entire family fortune..." Shen Yuxin thought for a while and shook her head immediately.

"It's better if it's not. If it is, we aren't vegetarians either!"

Meng Yi thought for a while: "This matter still needs to be discussed with Big Brother... hmm, let Zijin come out, we'll eat tiger monster meat and spiritual rice tonight. You keep an eye on these few pounds of spiritual rice, boil some spiritual rice porridge for Zijin every day. He is five years old now, and can officially 'test for spiritual roots' next year. Even if he doesn't have spiritual roots, he can build a solid foundation and learn martial arts well..."

Most martial artists in the marketplace have no way forward, so what they think about is just this little bit of their descendants.

"Zijin is naturally smart, I think he must have spiritual roots."

Shen Yuxin comforted her husband, then prepared to go to the kitchen to cook.

Suddenly, a strange grilled meat fragrance drifted over.

"What is this? So fragrant?"

Meng Yi couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He had eaten plenty of grilled meat, but this was the first time he had smelled such fragrant grilled meat.

This couldn't be blamed on them.

After all, there were limited chefs in Qinglin Marketplace, and they were at the very bottom, so it was already amazing if they could put a pinch of salt on grilled meat normally.

How could it compare to the barbecue seasoning specially configured in the interstellar era?

Just the spices alone were dozens of types, which was an unimaginable luxury in ancient times.

"Could it be that the little brother ordered a meal at Tiancan Tower? That's a delicacy made by a spiritual chef, only late-stage Qi Condensation experts have the leisure money to taste it..."

Shen Yuxin was also somewhat strange.

"Dad... I want to eat grilled meat!"

At this time, Meng Zijin poked his head out: "I want to go to Uncle Fang's house next door to eat grilled meat... wuwuwu..."

"Hmm, sure enough, the quality of this monster meat is extremely high... plus the barbecue spices of the interstellar era, it's simply invincible."

Fang Xing picked up a beef skewer skewered with red wood roots, took a fierce bite, and a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face: "Feels even better than the barbecue stall I ate at on my birthday... sure enough, ingredients win over everything!"

Although this cow monster meat was relatively tough, it was just right for Fang Xing, a Second Realm martial artist.

Paired with the beef, he ate a full pot of rice, feeling a pure Qi and blood surging through his whole body.

"Spiritual rice paired with monster meat, the effect is actually stronger?"

With a bit of surprise, Fang Xing immediately spread out the 'Big Dragon Stake,' slowly absorbing these strands of Qi and blood.

"Sure enough, monster meat and martial artists are a perfect match? It feels similar to swallowing pills, but without any pill poison..."

"Hmm? Why is there crying? Who is beating a child? Next door? Today that Meng Zijin?"

"Forget it, beating a child on a rainy day, idle is idle..."

The next day.

Fang Xing pushed open the door, felt the fresh air, and couldn't help but nod silently.

"Practicing martial arts here, the efficiency is actually higher than in the temporary camp... Cultivators have the saying of spiritual veins. It is rumored that Qinglin Marketplace is built on a piece of spiritual land. It seems this is not false..."

He stretched, preparing to perform a set of fist techniques to warm up, when the door next door opened, and Meng Yi walked out: "Brother Fang..."

"Brother Meng..."

Fang Xing returned the greeting, thought for a while, and didn't ask about the child.

? ￠o

After all, it was family business, and besides, it wasn't easy for cyborgs to find their parents, so the child shouldn't be ungrateful while in bliss.

"Yesterday I heard from my wife that Brother Fang just moved in. I have nothing to offer, here are a few pounds of tiger bones, just as a gift for moving."

Meng Yi brought over a few tiger bones, seeing the blood on them hadn't dissipated, clearly they were from that monster tiger yesterday.

"Thank you, I'll accept these tiger bones. Soaking them in wine should be unique."

Fang Xing took the tiger bones and chatted with Meng Yi for a few words.

Meng Yi smiled bitterly again: "The child is naughty, if there is any offense in the future, please don't take it to heart, Brother Fang..."

"Where, where..." Fang Xing thought for a while, ran back and took out a bag of spices: "This is a secret barbecue seasoning I made, just as a return gift."

"Thank you."

Meng Yi only then knew that last night's grilled meat was made by Fang Xing himself, and immediately praised: "Brother Fang's craftsmanship, even in the marketplace, could have a place. That kid of mine cried for half the night, and finally settled down today."

Mentioning his own kid, a trace of pride appeared on his face.

Fang Xing asked two more questions, only then knowing that children in this world have their spiritual roots fixed at the age of six or seven, and can be detected by 'Spirit Testing Talismans' and cultivator spells.

Meng Yi and his wife naturally pinned high hopes on Meng Zijin.

"Sigh... I don't ask for that kid to be seen by the Qingxuan Sect's Spirit Testing Envoy, I just ask for him to have spiritual roots, even the lowest grade would satisfy me." Meng Yi mentioned this, and couldn't help but sigh quietly.

The Qingxuan Sect is a major cultivation sect, and has always had the habit of collecting children with excellent spiritual roots under its rule and accepting them as disciples.

Those martial artists who could have been domineering in the secular world, but insisted on crashing into the cultivation world until their heads were broken and bleeding, a large part of it was pinning their hopes on their descendants.

As long as the descendants have spiritual roots, and are passed down from generation to generation, that is the inheritance of a small cultivation family.

'The continuation of spirit, the continuation of bloodline... not attaining longevity, can only pursue this?'

Fang Xing heard this and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Anyway, he definitely couldn't enter the Qingxuan Sect.

Not to mention he didn't have spiritual roots, even if he did, the Qingxuan Sect didn't like adult Qi Condensation cultivators, unless they were truly gifted or possessed special skills.

Fang Xing was clear about this point, it was nothing more than not being easy to cultivate loyalty...

"We Five Righteous are going to have a small gathering today, I wonder if Brother Fang is coming?"

Meng Yi found that the more he chatted with Fang Xing, the more speculative they were, so he issued an invitation.

"No, I have other things to do today..."

Fang Xing just refused, when suddenly his expression changed, looking at the sky.

Chirp chirp!

The chirping of birds came, and then, he saw a huge black bird with wings spanning over five or six meters, its eyes blood-red, driving the gale, breaking into the range of Qinglin Mountain.

"There's a monster bird!"

Meng Yi looked up and saw this scene, his face also changed suddenly: "Yuxin, hurry up and take Zijin to avoid into the marketplace, there is a large array of protection there, which can keep you safe."

"Master, what about you?"

Shen Yuxin held Meng Zijin and came out, looking anxiously at her husband.

"I'll go see..."

Meng Yi looked at the direction of the monster bird, his expression actually seeming to carry a trace of excitement.

'People here really don't take human life seriously, right?'

Fang Xing looked at Meng Yi's departing back, but was frantically muttering in his heart: 'Is this to fight the monster bird? It's clearly wanting to take advantage of the chaos... Although this marketplace seems safe and can avoid small chaos, if any big chaos happens, the more central the marketplace, the more dangerous it is!'

'Living here, although it can improve the efficiency of practicing martial arts, it really has no sense of security. I'd better go to the black market a few more times, save enough money, and buy a laser gun...' ===== CHAPTER 32 =====