Chapter 1782: Farming to Make Money to Support the Ancestors! 35

But as far as her spiritual power is concerned, the little girl actually doesn't care much about these details. She just saw it and suddenly thought of mentioning it.

I felt the man beneath me stiffen slightly.

His eyes narrowed, as if he was thinking about how to answer, and then when Chu Ci was about to ignore the topic, he finally spoke with a serious look on his face, "Because of yesterday's spiritual stone, the recovery I have gained some spiritual power, but if you want to recover it as soon as possible, it is best not to use it too often in irrelevant places."

"Oh." Chu Ci didn't care, nodded, and kicked him to signal him to go faster.

It seems that he thinks too much?

Bai Xingjian turned his head to observe the expression of the little girl lying on his shoulder. Thinking this, without saying anything extra, he raised his hand to put the flame in.

"Stop! Stop!!"

Leng Buding felt the pressure around him suddenly change, and the atmosphere around him became heavier with the appearance of the flame. Chu Ci, who was still a little sleepy, opened his eyes instantly, hesitating between the two options of running away or grabbing him. One second.

Then he grabbed his arm hard to prevent the flame from being thrown directly into it.

The ancestor looked confused and looked at the flame in his hand. It was indeed the right size...

no problem.

"This is to set you on fire, not to get you into a fight."

Chu Ci's eyes widened.

The power in his flames is equivalent to a bomb, and thanks to the spirit wood, if it were ordinary wood, it would probably not even explode, but would turn into powder directly.

The ancestor paused, looked down at the flame in his hand, and vaguely realized the problem.

His brows furrowed slightly.

After all, his flames are only used for fighting, and he has never seen what the flames used by ordinary people for cooking look like.

You said that if the fire used in fighting is just like ordinary flames that burn things, isn't that a bit too low?

So for the ancestor, isn't it just fire? This is his normal fire, there is nothing wrong with it.

Ever since.

If you say he doesn't explode, who will?

"Little fire, no powerful ones."

It turns out that this is the problem. She said why it exploded so badly, like a bomber.

That's not it, this is simply throwing a bomb into their stove.

Can it not explode?

The little girl who was bombed in the kitchen three times and woken up twice kicked him in the legs, warned him, and pinched his ears with one hand.

Very courageous.

If those people from the Immortal Sect were here, their eyes would probably pop out.

That's the ancestor, the ancestor of the Immortal Sect, do you understand? The one at the top is the one who cannot be blasphemed! !

It's a sin to look at that one more! ! !

I'm not here to kick you, hit you, or pull your ears!

A powerless flame?

This is undoubtedly a difficult point for the ancestor.

After all, the strength base is there, and when it comes to fighting, of course, you have to be as ruthless as possible. The light is gorgeous and looks good, but it is of no use.

So even with that said, the power of Bai Xingjian's flame is still quite unstable.

But after finding out the root cause, the kitchen is no longer as hot as before.

At most, it was just a small explosion, with some black smoke coming out. After working hard for a long time, the ancestor could finally start the next step of cooking.

But it seems a bit long...

Bai Xingjian turned his head and saw that the little girl holding his neck had her chin resting on his shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.