The immortals of the two worlds started from farming and refining pills.

Chapter 72: The ancestor of fighting spirit, spiritual chef training (seeking full order)
Since building his foundation, Li Qing's pace has slowed down.

His 360-year life span gave him the leisure to watch the flowers bloom and fall in the courtyard and the clouds roll and unfold in the sky.

Of course, there are no flowers on Lettuce Island in winter, but he watched the snow for three days and even organized a snowball fight for the little ones.

With his foundation-building strength to rely on and having accepted the loyalty of Ryan's family, Li Qing no longer needs to hide the differences between the three children.

Asun, Acao, Chaoyin, and three other big birds, Fenglei, team up in pairs. Li Qing is the referee. The winner can get a portion of elf food.

In the end, the cold-fearing Acao and the fastest-flying Fenglei won the championship and won a delicious ice drink prepared by Li Qing using red pine stone, bluestone and purple cloud grass.

"Hmm!" After receiving the reward, Ah Zao happily flew around Hongya Castle three times.

However, when drinking, seeing that Asun and Chaoyin looked curious, it reluctantly shared it with the two friends.

Feng Lei also received a reward: a body-building pill specially made by Li Qing, and he fell into a deep sleep after swallowing it.

As for the other two birds, Li Qing saw that they had not run away and were quite obedient, so he took the lead this time and made them sign a spiritual contract with the brothers Rick and Leir.

This seemed to be a good sign. After Leir contracted with the big bird, he directly broke through to the silver warrior.

Rick also quickly comprehended the Ice Notes, and independently refined the ice runes in his body into his acupoints, achieving a breakthrough in one fell swoop.

But he did not advance to a silver warrior. Instead, he fused runes and mana into a new supernatural power.

This power is more sustainable than rune power and more explosive than mana. It brings magical damage when it is in use.

Li Qing searched through his almost forgotten memories and finally named this power: Dou Qi.

"Unexpectedly, a sudden inspiration came to me, and a whole new extraordinary path was born."

Looking at the excited Rick, Li Qing felt something in his heart, the Taoist foundation in his body trembled slightly, and his true energy began to circulate.

The vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth rolled in like a hurricane, flowing into Li Qing's dantian, and was continuously refined into true essence.

It was as if there was a thunder explosion in Li Qing's consciousness. He came to his senses the next moment and found that his true energy had not only become more refined, but also sharper.

"Is this... the second level of foundation building?" He himself found it a little unbelievable.

In the sky, the dark clouds were torn apart by the vortex of spiritual energy, and the snowflakes were swept away.

The golden sunlight fell from the high sky and reflected on Li Qing, making him look even more mysterious and majestic.

"Sir! What are you doing..." Ryan, his son and his two sons were stunned.

The servants of the castle knelt on the ground, reciting prayers devoutly and shouting, "Miracle!"

In a room on the third floor of the castle, Karin stared at the scene in amazement.

The rose fairy bug landed on her shoulder and whispered to her in a soothing voice: "Eel."

Li Qing looked up as if he had sensed something, smiled at the elf insect, flicked his sleeves, and lifted up the servant who was kneeling on the ground.

"Sir, what did you just do?" Rick asked carefully.

"My cultivation has only improved slightly." Li Qing was in a good mood. He looked Rick up and down, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. "Would you like to be my disciple?"

"What..." Before Rick could react, Ryan kicked him on the knee, and he prostrated himself on the ground.

Li Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "That doesn't have to be the case."

Rick came back to his senses and kowtowed to Li Qing again: "I do! It is my honor to practice with you."

Li Qing smiled: "According to our saying, you should call me Master."

Rick bowed again and said, "Greetings, Master." Li Qing never liked red tape, so after accepting his three bows, the apprenticeship ceremony was completed.

Just then, a servant came to report: "My Lords! The snow has stopped! Mushrooms are growing in the mushroom fields!"

Li Qing looked at the clear sky and couldn't help laughing: "This is such a blessing."

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In the Pingyang mushroom fields, the islanders looked at the small mushrooms with full anticipation.

During the first harvest, due to lack of experience, the Pingyang mushrooms that everyone picked were not of good quality. Ryan postponed the reward for the awakening ceremony to the second round of harvest.

It started snowing a while ago, and the islanders were worried about the growth of the Pingyang mushrooms, so they came to check on them every day. Today, they found that the mushrooms had grown, and they were all very happy.

Li Qing walked calmly on the snow.

Ryan and the others followed him, creaking along, and were suddenly surprised to find that "the master didn't even leave a single footprint."

They clearly felt that Li Qing was not riding the wind, but was actually stepping on the snow.

Li Qing turned around and glanced at them: "It's just a simple method of lightening the body. If you are curious, I will teach you when we return to the castle."

Soon, the leading islander came over to report the situation.

"The quality of the Pingyang mushroom medicine this time is better than last time. Not only are the mushrooms bigger, but the color is also more uniform."

Li Qing nodded slightly, and scanned the mushroom field with his spiritual sense. He was pleased to find that the spiritual mushrooms grown this time were of much better quality than the spiritual rice last time.

The last time, Li Zhao and the other three criticized the spiritual rice, and only mortals would support it if it was made into spiritual food.

Thanks to the heavy snow, the Pingyang mushrooms are finally qualified to be sold in the restaurants in the market town and made into spiritual food for Qigong practitioners to enjoy.

But Li Qing doesn't like to make these comparisons. He farms here without expecting a good harvest, just for the elf bugs.

However, to Li Qing's disappointment, this patch of Pingyang mushroom failed to produce the Elf Cordyceps.

"Sir, do you think this Pingyang mushroom is ready for picking?" Ryan asked in a low voice when he saw that he was distracted.

Li Qing nodded slightly, and with a roll of his True Essence, he picked out a hundred or so of the best quality mushrooms from the field: "Let's save these for tonight and make a pot of mushroom soup."

Rick, who had just become his disciple, hurried over with a rattan basket: "Master, let me take it. Is there anything special about these mushrooms?"

Li Qing smiled and said, "These are all of the best quality and can be used to make pills. But they taste just as delicious and can also be made into spiritual food."

The thoughts from the dinner that day came to his mind again, and he asked casually, "Rick, are you willing to help me stew this pot of mushroom soup?"

Rick was originally a bit reserved, like a nobleman who stays away from the kitchen.

But he thought that his father was already brewing spiritual wine and his master had cooked date snails before, so it didn't seem like a big deal for him to cook a meal.

So he agreed reluctantly.

Li Qing couldn't help but laugh. He took out a copy of "Spiritual Food Cooking Notes" from his storage bag and put it in the basket.

"Don't look down on spiritual cooking. This skill also requires observing the changes in spiritual energy, and using the concept of monarch, minister, assistant and envoy to mix spiritual materials to produce various wonderful changes."

"This is the same as alchemy and the preparation of medicines here. It's like cooking, but it's also a form of spiritual practice."

Seeing that he was serious, Rick nodded seriously and said, "I will try my best."

That night, Li Qing had a delicious pot of Pingyang mushroom soup, which was made by Rick's mother, Ms. Anna.

And because Rick mistook sugar for salt and cumin powder for pepper, Anna almost kicked him out of the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)