Chapter 1,347 Celebration Family Banquet

The resurrection of the ancestors has caused an excitement and joy to linger in the entire empire's spiritual network. Of course, due to the rational talents of the Xiling apostles, they will not affect the normal working order because of this historic event. On the contrary, this emotion It will only produce positive effects: In Sandora's words, the Xiling Apostles have never felt as clear-cut and motivated as they do today. The ancestors themselves may not be able to play any role in promoting the development of the new empire (after all, they are just ordinary people), but for a race, the significance of finding its own roots is self-evident. I can imagine: In the past years, even if the Xiling Apostles were extremely powerful, they were always missing a link: they didn’t know where their hometown was, they didn’t know what the beginning of their civilization was like, and the only thing that could be called history The precise record begins with the long exile in the void. Everything before that is even close to myths and legends - for any race, this is like a stick in the throat.

This is especially embarrassing for the most powerful race in the void.

Now this embarrassing situation is finally over. Apostle Xiling has found his roots, and will soon be able to fill the only embarrassing blank section in the history of his civilization. This history finally no longer needs to start with a history of exile, but We can declare openly and openly: We come from a certain world, which is our hometown. Our ancestors are a group of wise and far-sighted creatures. Although they are mortals, they are still worthy of respect. We talk face to face with our ancestors and know our own civilization. Everything that has happened since the beginning.

Outsiders may not understand it, but to the Xiling Apostles themselves, this is of great significance.

This relaxed and happy atmosphere may have also affected our family through the spiritual network. Although most of the people in this big family are not Xiling apostles, including the five-person group of gods who have almost completely relied on this family, We have all kinds of strange things and all races, but our whole family is still very happy for the return of our ancestors. My sister decided to have a good meal in the evening as planned. Shandora agreed extremely with this and went to the kitchen to help Anweina with great interest - I didn't stop her this time. After all, it's rare for Shandora to be so happy, so it doesn't matter if she lets her fool around for a while, and even if she makes some more murderous dishes, she can eat these things by herself. Anyway, those things taste good to Shandora. But in the end Sandora was invited out by Anweina with a wry smile.

"She does her thing and you do yours, and you two don't get involved." I looked at the ghost maid curiously. The latter grabbed the corner of her apron and cautiously complained: "But the mistress has bad cooking habits - She always tastes it as she cooks it.”

Me: "That's quite normal. You can taste the saltiness when cooking - although it's hard to measure the saltiness of the things Sandora makes."

"That's not what I mean," Anweina almost cried. "The hostess is trying the stove and pot lid. Her cooking tools are all disposable! It's OK to say spatulas, frying spoons, etc., but the stove is limited. !”

Then I pushed the little ghost to the kitchen with a dull expression, and thought: That's right. For Sandora, things such as pots, stoves, tableware, and chopsticks are originally part of the "meal". If she wants to taste the saltiness of her own cooking, shouldn't she hold the stove and take a bite - "When eating, you should Eat clean bowls, chopsticks and plates together so as not to waste food." This is Sandora's unique dining etiquette.

Of course, it was said that it was a good meal to celebrate, but in fact it was on a larger scale than usual. With An Weina, a super cook who could hardly be measured by the normal worldview. Our family feels particularly crazy about this meal every night. Can you imagine how grand it is for a big family with double-digit family members to have dinner - there are only sixty or seventy cups, plates and dishes, some of which are used and some of which are given to Shan. Dora eats...

"Is this little guy coming in handy?" When Anweina started serving the dishes, I saw a short girl running around to help carry things (please allow me to use the word "carrying" To describe the scene of serving food at our house), the most distinctive feature of this short girl is that her whole body is a translucent blue-white color, including her hair and body, just like jelly. Her appearance is probably imitated by someone on TV. Or the image seen on the Internet. Anyway, I don’t know him.

This is our home-grown slime. Her current identity is Qian Qian’s playmate and pet, named Xizhilang—but I still use to call her Slime. Usually this jelly-like creature always wanders around aimlessly. Just like a house pet who really has nothing to do, I didn’t expect to see her helping with housework today.

Qian Qian put a basin of soup on the table, patted down the little bubble that was trying to climb up on the table to eat, and then pointed at the translucent little girl with a smile: "Although Xizhilang has no intelligence, it can be done with some training. As for these simple things, I have tried to make her remember how to sweep the floor and clean the glass. Now she will also help fetch things. Next, I plan to teach her to solve three-dimensional quadratic equations..."

I was dumbfounded on the spot: How did Qianqian arrange this teaching plan?

With a slight smile, he bent down and patted the little slime guy on the head. When his hand came into contact with him, a small spark burst out: "Come on, turn into a bicycle!"

The little slime girl was really obedient. She immediately squatted on the spot and turned into a blue and translucent bicycle with a bang. It looked exactly like the real thing. Even the gate lines were there, emitting a faint blue light, like crystal. Made, exceptionally beautiful. Next to him, Ilson was having nothing to do. When he saw this, he immediately jumped on and wanted to ride two laps - how could you ride a bicycle formed by a soft-bodied creature, so the slime instantly turned into liquid with a pop, and fell into the ground. When it was crushed, an unprecedented burst of arcane flash erupted...

Don't forget, this slime's main body is a standard imperial weapon. Although the level is a bit lower, it is a pure energy body filled with high-level arcane energy. 123 was exploded like this at close range without protection... Anyway, he covered his anus and squirmed on the ground for five meters before crawling back to the sofa, but he was kicked back by his sister...

The slime that was making a slice on the beach turned into a human form again with squeaking sparks, and continued to help serve the food. With her intelligence close to that of an animal, she probably couldn't understand what happened just now, Ilson Watching the other person running past him, he felt like crying but without tears.

I held the little girl in my arms and watched Ding Dong dance the figure eight dance in mid-air in front of me. I felt extremely comfortable: "Life..."

"Stop sighing, can't you come up and help?" Lin Xue rolled her eyes at me from a distance. I raised my hand to show the small box of astrology stone in my hand - since just now I have been holding this box to collect the green light powder next to Dingdang: "I'm busy, do you know how boring this job is? How about you Come?"

"I'm not that free," Lin Xue muttered, not forgetting to roll her eyes at the end, "I don't have your weird interests either."

I chuckled and continued to hold a small metal box to collect light powder on the path Ding Dong flew by. Ever since I told everyone that the powder scattered on Ding Dong’s body was used during the resurrection process, Lin Xue insisted that her boyfriend had given birth. A weird hobby - I guess the eldest lady has no intention of changing this opinion in the short term.

The little one knew he could help. Now she seems very energetic: "energetic" means that she flew in front of me for nearly half an hour before she stopped dizzy. I put the tired little one in the palm of my hand and flicked her wings lightly. But no light powder fell: that kind of powder seemed to only be produced when Dingdang was flying. On the surface, it did seem to fall from the wings, but after she stopped. I found that there was nothing on the wings of the little thing.

"Dingdang, by the way, what are these things that fell on you?" I pinched the little one's wings and gently twisted them, but found nothing. Dingdang turned around and hugged my thumb, shaking it twice as if holding a doll: "No. I know! Anyway, this kind of thing will appear around the goddess of life when she flies, probably because the power spreads out and materializes or something - Arjun, do you still want it?"

I looked at the small box in my hand with a little embarrassment: there was only an extremely thin layer of light powder inside, which was probably not enough for Dingdang to make tea for himself. And this thing is currently the only substance that is certain to reactivate the ancestor's body.

Tavel just sent a message. She has tried various substances including life branches, church holy objects, and church holy water on the remains of other ancestors. None of these things have enough vitality to activate the remains. Only this fluorescent powder is effective. Obviously, to resurrect an ancestor, the highest level of living substance must be used: the goddess herself.

Since I am definitely not willing to make Dingdang into medicine, I can only continue to use the dregs she shed...

Of course, you can also consider letting Ding Dong release the resurrection spell, but there is a problem: when Ding Dong releases the resurrection spell, he does not use tangible life energy, but a kind of divine magic, which is combined with many psychic powers created by Tavel. The devices all have conflicts. Just like you can't use two anti-virus software to perform a full scan on your computer at the same time. Ding Dong’s magic can’t take effect at the same time as the Empire’s soul device, so we’re back to the original point: we must find a way to get more life dust. This thing is pure condensation of life force. Therefore, it will not conflict with any technology.

"But Dingdang is dizzy." Xiao Dingxi herself saw that there was almost no powder in the box, and looked a little apologetic. She shook her wings, "I usually feel like there are a lot of these things falling out, but why is there only so little now? "

I maliciously guess that these fallen ones are probably Dingdang’s chastity. There used to be a lot of them, but now the production can’t keep up...

"It's time to eat!" At this time, my sister began to call the whole family to come over to receive food. I didn't care about thinking about these strange questions, put the jingle and the small box in my pockets, and rushed to the dinner table.

"To celebrate the success of Xiling Apostle's ancestor search, I suggest that we have two drinks -" Bingtis is a guy who is very good at stirring up the atmosphere no matter what happens. When she saw that there was only food on the table, she suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not enough, so she reached out and took a Several light golden streamlined containers were found in the space, "I stole this from my father's wine cellar, this I stole from the Pantheon's wine cellar, and this I stole from the Dragon God next door. Stolen from the wine cellar..."

I was about to help pour the wine, but at this time I was sweating profusely: "I said you stole everything, why can't you get something serious?"

"Someone can get it seriously," Bingtis said matter-of-factly, taking out the last bottle of divine wine from his pocket, "I got this from a fight with the Dragon God Hekebor..."

Me: "..." To this female gangster, the things she snatched were probably serious gains.

Qian Qian asked the slime to run to the kitchen and come back with a lot of cups - the latter was used to putting small objects in his body and carrying them around. When he brought them over, the cups had been sterilized by arcane sparks and were almost pure. ——Anweina quickly poured the wine from the God Realm to everyone except her sister. Erson carefully sat on the edge of the chair with half his body sideways (does the reason need to be explained?), which was quite a bit. Feeling: "Speaking of which, I haven't had a drink here for a long time..."

That is, it is a characteristic of the first family that they rarely drink alcohol during meals. One of the reasons is that there are too many female creatures in our family and few like to drink. Bingtis is said to be a wine vat, but she likes the lively atmosphere of everyone drinking together. Of course, she has no interest in drinking alone with us. The second reason is that she has an older sister at home, and she couldn't withstand the temptation last time. , curiously tasted the divine wine brought by Bingtis, and what happened in the next twenty-four hours was unbearable to recall. Anyway, in the end Shandora almost plucked out the feathers on one of Bingtis' wings before it was over. Then the female hooligan no longer dared to mention drinking at home.

Of course, today is a special situation, all bans have been lifted, except that one sister is still not allowed to drink...

"This is a bit spicy!" The little doll was also holding a special small cup the size of a bottle cap. She tasted the warm liquid like jade inside, frowned and muttered, "Why do you want to drink this?"

"So children shouldn't drink." I glanced at the little girl. As a result, I saw her mixing yogurt into a small cup: probably for her, yogurt is everything. I turned away and couldn't bear to see it: This girl is going to be unlucky. This must be a British-level dark dish, because I watched helplessly as the yogurt solidified visibly with the naked eye after it came into contact with the strange wine from God Realm...

The fine wines brought by Bingtis should be considered treasures in the God Realm, and they are unimaginable rare things to people outside the Star Realm God Clan. However, for me who don’t like drinking very much, this thing is also It's just a drink that tastes pretty good, and due to the difference in strength levels. I can't even appreciate the effect of this thing that claims to be "life and death, human flesh and white bones, increase the power of a thousand years and soar in a day." I shook my head, feeling that being a creature of the void is really sad: in this life, I probably won’t be able to experience the thrill of swallowing a treasure of heaven and earth to increase my skill. Who makes me the number one treasure of heaven and earth in the world? . However, the fox sitting across the table seemed to be drunk. She was holding one of her tails and swinging it around, humming and singing a folk song from thousands of years ago. Qianqian started to ask Lin about the two. Looking at what the world looks like with their heads, Lin Xue and Xiao Xue got together to discuss whether using tarot cards and crystal balls to tell fortunes would work - both of them were drunk, so they are now like sisters.

The little doll's dark drink was finally finished, and something unknown in the yogurt and the spirit wine reacted. Now that has turned into a cup of tofu-like semi-solid material. The little doll girl frowned and drank some, chewing twice hard. Then he poked the little crow sitting on the other side and said, "This doesn't taste good. It's spicy, sour and like mud."

"This doesn't taste good either." Little Crow agreed. She was also holding a small cup with a handful of peanuts and beans soaked in it: they were all things that silly birds thought were delicious.

"Why would anyone like this?"

"Maybe my tongue mutated when I grew up! I mutate often!"

——The little girls, both of whom were not very smart, were discussing it with great interest.

To be honest, at first I tried to stop these little girls from drinking (maybe Little Crow looks like a girl, but she is undoubtedly a child in my heart) from drinking, but when I came to my senses Anweina It has been filled with enthusiasm for everyone. Now it seems that except for the expressionless Pandora and Lilina, who is in a special situation, the few children are not very interested in this drink. It seems that their tutor At least it's maintained to some extent...

I sighed softly with contentment, picked up the cup and planned to drink the rest of the wine in one gulp. As a result, I felt that the liquid in the cup seemed to be lighter and had a sweeter taste, and then a small object slipped out of the cup, and pia made a squeaking sound. on his face.

Dingdang was confused and holding my nose while smelling of alcohol. Finally, he lost his grip and fell into the bowl on the table...

This little thing must have climbed on the rim of my glass just now to steal some wine. After getting drunk, he just fell in without me even noticing! By the way, it seems like this isn't the first time she's done this, right? In my impression, this little guy also has a strange setting like "if you drink something, you will definitely fall into it"...

After a while, Dingdang finally woke up with her divine physique. She found herself lying in a bowl with a pile of rice in front of her, and I was holding up the chopsticks. So the little thing looked up innocently: "Ah Jun, are you going to eat with Ding?"

This little guy was so cute - so I gently poked Dingdang's face with my chopsticks and pointed at him very seriously: "Don't move, you are a dish."

The little one jumped on the table with her chopsticks in her arms. She was not stupid enough to think that she would really be eaten. There was still a drunken blush on the little guy's face. She dizzily circled the plate next to her twice. , suddenly clapped his hands: "Yes!"

"What's up?" I squinted at Lin Xue and Xiaoxue, who were already sisters across the table and were punching each other to decide who had the bigger breasts. I couldn't bear to look at them, so I casually responded to Ding Dong.

"I know how to get enough magical dust!" Dingdang happily jumped on the spot. It turned out that the little thing had been thinking about this matter: It's surprising that Dingdang is so concerned about a serious matter. I thought she has already The degenerate one only knows how to act cute when eating and sleeping.

"Dingdang, call all the sisters over!"

My heart was touched by the seriousness of the little one, who had already made a happy decision, "They have always been interested in Dingdang's new home anyway..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come Vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)