Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

Qin Xiaoxue reached out and pulled Mi Hua'er: "Hua'er, let's listen to Brother Ning and sit down to talk."

Although she pretended to be calm, the psychological pressure of facing a Nascent Soul Realm master was affecting her at all times, so she didn't notice the small stool that Ning Dongyang took out from his storage space.

Upon hearing what Mi Hua'er said, I thought to myself, "Sure enough."

Storage bags may be rare, but that doesn't mean they don't exist.

Isn't it normal for a thousand-year-old monster in the Nascent Soul Realm to have a storage bag?

However, storage bags are usually hung on the waist, so why is Ning Dongyang's waist empty?

The two sat on the prayer mats.

Qin Xiaoxue was directly opposite Ning Dongyang, and Mi Hua'er was to his right.

Ning Dongyang found Qin Xiaoxue and Mi Hua'er, the two girls, increasingly interesting.

One pretended to be mature, but was actually panicking inside. The other seemed confused, but had a cunning look in his eyes.

He reached out and patted his chest, laughing, "My storage bag is different from everyone else's."

Seeing Ning Dongyang patting his chest, Mi Hua couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother Ning, do you hide your storage bag in your chest for safety?"

Ning Dongyang nodded: "Yes."

"It's safe to hide it in my chest."

He knew that Mi Hua'er was a little foodie; even without hearing her conversation with Qin Xiaoxue, he could tell from her chubby face.

You can't have such a chubby baby face unless you're a little foodie.

For a foodie, nothing beats delicious food.

With a wave of his hand, he took out a large bowl of seafood fried rice from his storage space.

Steaming hot.

Instantly, the aroma filled the air.

"You haven't had dinner yet, have you? That's perfect, I haven't either."

"It's better to meet by chance than to meet by appointment."

"I'll treat you to a meal."

At this time of day, most people haven't eaten dinner.

Mihua sniffed, "It smells so good! I really want to pick up the big bowl and take it home."

Qin Xiaoxue also sniffed; the seafood fried rice that Ning Dongyang had taken out did indeed smell delicious.

He just wondered to himself, was it really a chance encounter between him and them?

This is the place she and Mihua rented temporarily; it's their home. What kind of chance encounter is this, stumbling upon someone else's home?!

He showed up uninvited.

Ning Dongyang waved his hand again and took out three sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Mi Hua looked on enviously and said, "Brother Ning, your storage bag is so convenient to use."

"If I had one, I could fill a whole bag with delicious food. I could eat it whenever I wanted."

Ning Dongyang has eight storage bags on him.

It was contributed by two extraterrestrial visitors and by six Kunya Heavenly Ancestors.

He didn't offer it to the woman beside him.

There aren't enough for everyone; there aren't enough to go around.

Storage bags are not a necessity in the mortal world.

Seeing the envious look in Mi Hua'er's eyes, he originally wanted to take one out and give it to her.

I'll just forget about it.

For a foodie, the key is the food itself, not the bag that holds it.

"Brother Ning."

"I'll serve the rice."

Seeing Ning Dongyang pick up a small bowl to serve himself rice, Mi Hua'er reacted even faster than Qin Xiaoxue when it came to eating. She quickly got up, took the bowl from his hand, and served him a bowl.

At the same time, he didn't forget to fill a bowl to the brim for himself and Qin Xiaoxue, and even used a spoon to press it down on top.

Sit down again.

I took a bite with great relish.

Her chubby face brightened instantly, her big eyes curved into crescent moons, and she looked so happy she could fly away.

"Wow!!"

"So delicious, so delicious!!"

"I've never eaten fried rice this good before. This seafood fried rice is so delicious, I could eat it for a month, no, a year and not get tired of it."

Ning Dongyang was secretly delighted. Who in the world could resist his delicious food?

Jiang Liyue is one, and so is the rice flower in front of her.

I'm sure that after eating a bowl of seafood fried rice, Mihua's affection for him will skyrocket.

"Senior Sister Xiaoxue."

Seeing Qin Xiaoxue staring blankly at the bowl, Mihua said with the trusting look of someone who believed a foodie, "Go ahead and eat! Go ahead and eat your fill, it's really delicious!"

"I haven't had such delicious fried rice since I left Yuwutian. Wait, no, Yuwutian doesn't have seafood fried rice like this either."

After speaking, she lowered her head and started munching away, unable to stop. Her little mouth was bulging out, like a little squirrel hiding pine cones.

Ning Dongyang was also hungry and quickly finished a bowl.

Some things can't be faked.

Qin Xiaoxue relaxed a lot and ate in small bites.

Just like Mihua said, the seafood fried rice was delicious, better than any food I've ever eaten before.

The key point is that the Nascent Soul Realm Ancestor was very down-to-earth when he ate.

I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but from the very beginning, I gradually felt a sense of familiarity with Ning Dongyang’s panic and unease.

It seems that he is no longer facing a thousand-year-old patriarch, but a boy next door.

At this moment, seeing Ning Dongyang finish his bowl, Qin Xiaoxue put down her chopsticks and naturally took the bowl from his hand: "Brother Ning."

"Let me serve you rice."

Ning Dongyang didn't stand on ceremony with her.

He had treated her to the seafood fried rice, so he told her to serve it; it was nothing to be shy about.

Being informal with each other is the key to getting closer.

"Little Snow, Flowers".

"At what age did you begin your spiritual practice?"

This question was asked purely out of curiosity. Ning Dongyang wanted to know when the legendary cultivators in the blessed lands began their cultivation of immortality.

Qin Xiaoxue said, "I'm twelve years old."

"Hua'er is eleven years old."

Ning Dongyang's teeth ached from listening to this.

Qin Xiaoxue and Mi Hua'er's cultivation aptitude is above average and above average, respectively, which can be considered very outstanding.

Even so.

They've been cultivating for over ten years, and they're still just playing in the mud at the Qi Refining stage.

visible.

In the normal path of cultivating immortality, it's all about enduring the passage of time.

From the Qi Refining Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm, and from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Golden Core Realm, one perseveres step by step through the years.

Over the long years, through countless seasons, those with a poor mindset will break down.

No wonder cultivators have inner demons.

In comparison, his "Fairy Lock of Love" is different.

If Ma Xiaoya and the others don't break through several minor realms or even one major realm every day, then they can't be considered cultivators.

This is the situation.

He really wanted to say to Qin Xiaoxue and Mi Hua'er, "Come on, trust me, I'll take you flying in one night."

After finishing a bowl of seafood fried rice, Mi Hua glanced at Ning Dongyang and quickly served herself another bowl.

With good food, she found Ning Dongyang much more agreeable.

In her perception, Ning Dongyang went from being a potentially bad person to someone who didn't seem like a bad person.

He spoke more casually as well.

"Brother Ning."

"And you?"

"There was no spiritual energy in the outside world before, how did you cultivate? You are Kunya Tian..."

Ning Dongyang smiled and said, "I haven't been cultivating for very long."

"I have lived and cultivated in the outside world since I was a child. I did not come from Kunya Heaven."

He's a complete idiot when it comes to cultivation; he can't even understand the incantations.

All their strength comes either from added source points or from extracted spells and immortal techniques.

He was just an ordinary person from the outside world.

Qin Xiaoxue muttered to herself.

You're already a Nascent Soul Realm Grandmaster, and you haven't been around for very long?!

Without realizing it, she glanced at Ning Dongyang again.

That sense of intimacy grew stronger.