Chapter 1060： Hungry Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion

Jing Jing swallowed her mouth, she was hungry, but she did n’t think she would be so disappointed. She thought she would swallow biscuits. At this time, when she looked at Song Ning, she did n’t eat or drink at all, even if it was the **** brew. It was just an occasional sip, and now most of the pot is still left. Song Ning's expression is still untouched, and he is still focusing on the study. This also makes Jing Jing a little bit puzzled.

It ’s been three days, and there has been no movement for three days. If it continues like this, I really do n’t know how long it will be. Although she did n’t have the idea of ​​using wine to change the biscuits, she was very worried. When it comes to alternative herbs, what should they do then?

"Look at that nerd, it seems that you are practicing something from the beginning, but what is the use of cultivation? Here people need food most now, if there is no food, you will be starved to death in a few days, If the monk was starved to death, would n’t it be ridiculous? Fairies are smart people, and some things should be understandable. It ’s better to come to my side if you know the current person. ”Zhang Tao continued to speak unceasingly.

It ’s not good to be just like this. Maybe Song Ning ca n’t research alternative medicines, and I have to exchange this Tao for biscuits?

With such a mentality, Jing Jing said: "Dao friends, we two don't need it for now, thank you."

Zhang Tao's brows frowned when he heard it: "You think about it now. I am inviting you instead of inviting you. If you don't know how to lift it, even if you kneel down and beg me, I will not necessarily give you alms. If people do n’t know how to judge the situation, how is it different from birds and beasts? "

Jing Jing's face changed, although she was a little angry, but in this case she was also self-aware.

Just when Zhang Tao was so arrogant, Song Ning suddenly put his hands away. It seemed that the research had come to an end. He touched his stomach. He was indeed hungry. Before he was focused and did not feel it. Now he relaxes and feels hungry.

"Song Ning, it's done ?!" Jing Jing looked at Song Ning happily.

Song Ning smiled and shook his head: "Okay, seventy to eighty percent, there are still a few left unstudied, it will take a day or two."

Jing Jing's face was not very good-looking, but she still laughed with a strong smile: "That's good, that's good."

Song Ning observed that Jing Jing's hydrated lips had dried up at the moment, and her face was a little pale. As for her stomach, she was grunting constantly.

"Hungry?" Song Ning said.

Jing Jing nodded bitterly and could not help being hungry. Now she had no food. She was very thirsty. Song Ning had a fairy brew over there. She really wanted to take a sip, but she was embarrassed to open her mouth. This pot has long been drunk, but Song Ning still has more than half of that pot.

"Thirsty?" Song Ning said again.

Jing Jing nodded, pursed her lips, her lips were still very dry.

"Oh, don't practice anymore? Are you hungry? A little self-knowledge, you don't have ..."

Not yet half of Zhang Tao's words, Song Ning ignored it directly, but looked at Jing Jing with a smile: "The time is almost just right. This time, I can have a meal for a day or two."

Upon hearing this, Jing Jing's double pupils immediately released a splendid color: "Dao You still have Pi Gu Dan ?!"

Pigudan?

Everyone's eyes fell on Song Ning, what is that? A monk can break the valley, does not need to eat, can it be made into a panacea? I never heard of it.

But to their disappointment, Song Ning slowly shook his head: "It was gone before."

The color of disappointment in Jing Jing's eyes is full: "That Taoist friend means ..."

"Pigudan is not, but I have never said that we have nothing to eat." Song Ning said with a smile, took something out of the storage ring, put it gently in his hand, under the urge of power , Instantly becomes larger.

A crimson-red pavilion appeared at first glance. The pavilion had octagonal corners, which corresponded to the eight directions. The tips of the octagonal corners were eight different buildings. Looking like this, it looked like eight different spirit animals. Symphony, shimmering rubble, full of immortality, and the eight pillars under the pavilion let the fairy power flow in it, and many lines were carved on the pillars. Although they are not clear, they also show a mystery. There are fences on the seven sides of the pavilion, but the position of the west is an opening, two steps, and you can go up.

There was already a stone table in the red-red pavilion, but the stone table was empty.

When the pavilion appeared, almost everyone recognized what it was. They looked at Song Ning like a ghost, especially Jing Jing, and she almost screamed while covering her mouth.

"Eight Immortal Meteor Pavilion !!!"

Song Ning's ear moved, and heard someone say these five words, but did not expect someone to know, but when he thought of the black wind, the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion had existed long ago, it is estimated that it was used in this era. On frequent occasions?

"Song Daoyou, this, this ..." Jing Jing stared at the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion, speechless with excitement.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Song Ning had already stepped forward in his speech. He had just walked into the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion, and a stone bench appeared in it. He looked back at Jing Jing: "Come in."

Jing Jing rejoiced and hurried to follow up. Sure enough, there was an extra stone bench in the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion. It was so magical that even those of them were only heard or seen from afar. Experienced.

Song Ning and the two were seated, and immediately two cups appeared on the stone table. At the same time, fresh fairy fruits appeared on the empty stone table. These fairy fruits were still breathing fairy spirits. Saying 'eat me, eat me'.

When Xianguo is available, there are naturally some dishes. The dishes are full of flavor and scent, which attracts Jingjing's mouth, but because he is a woman after all, he has been enduring.

"Eat, anyway, you can eat whatever you want in the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion. We entered this time, and the next time we have to wait for a few months, so we still eat more." Song Ning said.

As soon as Song Ning's words fell, Jing Jing wanted to get started, but then she thought of Leng Ming and others next to her. Although Song Ning did not invite Leng Ming, and it seemed that the relationship with Leng Ming was poor, but before Song Ning Speaking of wanting to know about the Leng family, this kind of leniency is also the closest among the family.

"Don't want to eat?" Song Ning smiled, but did not expect Jing Jing to be reserved.

Jing Jing shook her head quickly, speaking with a sense of saliva: "It's not the case, it's just that I was thinking, that cold ..."

Leng Ming's ears moved, and immediately heard Jing Jing's words, he was grateful, and he had infinite expectations, and he was hungry for a long time, not to mention the deliciousness of the Xianjia in the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion, even if it was broken cakes, Feel delicious.

"Oh, he, we are not familiar." Song Ning did not look cold.

Leng Ming groaned, knowing today, why did Song Ning even have the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion, if he knew that there would be the present scene, it would be better to have a good relationship with him from the beginning.

"Well, then ... then I'm welcome." Jing Jing had already grabbed the fairy fruit when he spoke, and took it directly to nibble.

Song Ning smiled and did n’t wait too much. The two of them ate a fragrant dish. The food in the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion was constantly being supplied. This dish was gone, and the next dish came out again. Magic weapon, those starving next to them, willing to bake pancakes, have a feeling of desperation, especially Zhang Tao. The pancakes that have long been tasteless are now in his mouth, as hard as chews like soles of shoes.

"Hey, if people don't understand the situation, it's really even worse than domestic animals." Song Ning shook his head and sighed while drinking wine, and the words fell clearly in Zhang Tao's ears, listening to Zhang Tao's face red and white.

Song Ning was just right about Zhang Tao ’s thoughts. He knew that Zhang Tao was crowded and knew that his Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion could not be opened continuously. At this moment, there are so many delicious delicacies that he and Jing Jing only eat here. Out of the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion, so I talk too much now, and ridicule Zhang Tao too much, which will surely attract Zhang Tao's hatred.

The people on Zhang Tao's side are naturally on his side too. If they really fight, they will suffer too much.

"Jing Jing, I have almost finished researching the substitute medicinal materials. After another one or two days, I will be able to refine Pi Gu Dan for another three days." Song Ning said this intentionally or unintentionally, and happened to be looking at him sideways. In the ears of the delicacy, they watched Song Ning and Jing Jing eating at this time, and assumed that they were also eating, and once again heard the words "Pi Gu Dan", they had also confirmed that Song Ning said that it was a kind of Elixir of hunger.

Jing Jing's mouth was greasy but at this time completely disregarded the image, holding Xuanhe Bingfeng claw in one hand and incense frankincense in one hand: "Really ?! Can the medicinal herbs needed by Pigudan be replaced?"

"Well, the quantity of medicinal materials that can be replaced is sufficient. This time it is not as few as a few hundred. It is more refined. Although we two are enough per day, if the quantity can be guaranteed, we do n’t need to save. One, "Song Ning said, raising the voice intentionally or unintentionally:" I also intend to add some of the fragrance, always a taste is too monotonous, it is better to come more, such as the incense frankincense you eat now Yeah, it tastes good. I can find a similar taste. I can try to change it. "

There is endless worship in Jingjing's eyes. At this moment, even if she is allowed to be her follower of Song Ning, she is willing. Men may not need to be able to cook, but as long as you can make alchemy, as long as you can refining Pugudan Then, it is a popular person. In Jing Jing's eyes, Song Ning is no longer a monk, but a 'god'.

"Song Daoyou!" Jing Jing excitedly put the smelted frankincense and Xuanhe Bingfeng claws aside, holding Song Ning's hand tightly, although it was all oil, but it was very greasy: "........."