"Meow —" Suddenly, a Snow Treading Cat jumped into the girl's arms and interrupted their conversation.
"Little Black, you're naughty again." The girl stroked the black cat's back. The kitten yawned and looked at Ji Feichen with its dark green eyes.
Nine-tailed cat clan?
Ji Feichen looked at the kitten with a smile and reached out to pinch its four white cat paws. "Did you raise this cat?"
"Yes, it came to our house when it was young. Unfortunately, it's not close to my natal white sparrow. The two of them fight every day. "
Of course, your natal bird is the best candidate for the demon armor in the future. But if this Nine-tailed cat gets close to you, it's another choice.
When Fan Village was practicing the tradition of bird training, the Nine-tailed cat and the Heavenly Hound were still trying to find ways to infiltrate. In a place unknown to mortals, a battle between contestants was launched. Cat and dog wars, cat-bird wars, dog-bird alliances, and so on …
If the contract was signed successfully, these young demons would stay and wait for the contractor to cultivate. But most of the time, the cats and dogs would grow up and leave after their bloodline awakened. Of course, some demons were unwilling to leave, unable to complete the contract, and had emotional ties with their families, so they would transform into the god of guarding houses.
This was a special privilege granted by Tushan after he communicated with the Five Poisons Immortal and was approved by the Divine Dao. As a price, Tushan took the initiative to open the faith of the six righteous gods in the demon race.
These pets grew up in the homes of mortals and received support from mortals. They would also protect the homes from being harmed by outsiders. Over time, they became the god of guarding houses.
The Nine-tailed black cat, also known as the Mystic Cat, was the most common god of guarding houses. In addition, there were domestic spirit snakes, koi fish, and divine dogs, which were the most common god of guarding houses.
But after a long period of contact, they would develop feelings for each other. Many demons yearned for the mortals, which led to a series of poignant human-demon love stories.
"This cat is not bad. You can take good care of it. It might be good for you in the future."
Then, the two went to the venue of the Rain Master Festival.
In the center, there were five statues of the Rain Master. On the incense burner table in front of the statue, there were four objects and three animals as offerings. Ji Feichen could clearly feel that as the people performed the sacrificial ceremony, their power of faith extended from the god statues to the Nether Water Net in the sky.
In the vast water vapor, there was a water net controlled by Yangyi Shenjun. Through this network, Shenjun could control the changes in the entire Shenzhou. With the desire for incense offerings from all over the world, Shenjun could slightly change the solar terms to comply with the will of the people without violating the Heavenly Dao and obtain the power of incense offerings for himself.
Suddenly, a stream of Dragon Qi fell from the sky. With a gentle curl, he sucked away the essence energy from the offerings on the incense table.
"This girl should be Wen Yan, right? This girl is quite impatient. "
The girl surnamed Fan, who was at Ji Feichen's side, offered the garland of flowers. After returning to Ji Feichen's side, she said to him, "Sir, after the sacrifice is complete, we can begin the feast. Where would you like to sit? "
"Let's find a random place." Ji Feichen pointed at a square table in the corner.
The square table was an item from the East Sea. It was said that it was named after the Eight Immortals of the East, including the Qing Hong Taoist.
After Ji Feichen sat down, he looked at the people around him.
The banquet in Fan Village did not restrict strangers or acquaintances. As long as they paid their respects to the Rain Master, they could participate. Even if they did not know each other at the same table, they could still communicate with each other through fate.
Because Fan Mei had founded the Dongshan Cuisine, the banquet in Fan Village had always been a place where chefs from all over the world competed to learn. In addition to her needlework skills, embroidery experts often came to Fan Village to learn. The few people at the same table as Ji Feichen were either chefs or needlework experts.
There were a total of 20 dishes, eight cold and eight hot. There were also two main dishes, one soup dish, and one cauldron dish.
Everyone sat quietly at the table, waiting for the banquet to begin. When the gun salute sounded, a group of people slowly walked over.
"The old Lord is out!"
"The Lord of Dongshan County is here!"
The crowd burst into an uproar. The young girl standing next to Ji Feichen said in surprise, "The ancestor is out! Sir, please enjoy first. I'll go and see the ancestor. "
Ji Feichen followed the direction of the crowd and saw a white-haired old woman surrounded by the crowd. The old woman was over a hundred years old, but she was still full of energy. With the help of the crowd, she walked to the main seat of the banquet.
This old Lord was Fan Mei's daughter. Although she was not as talented as her mother, she was still a rare and extraordinary woman. She had brought the Dongshan Cuisine to greater heights. Of course, just her identity as a centenarian was enough for the imperial court to give her the title of "Dongshan County Lord."
"Is that her?" Fan Mei's daughter, a woman who had inherited the same power as the Ji Clan. Ji Feichen could not help but take a few more glances at her.
Fan Mei was an unexpected lifeform that was born when Li Jingxun tried to resurrect the "Qing Hong Taoist." According to Ji Feichen's calculations, the first male descendant of Fan Mei would be the medium for the reincarnation of the "Qing Hong Taoist."
"Currently, this Dongshan County Lord is the second generation, but because of the mixed paternal bloodline in her body, the power of the same bloodline as mine has been polluted. In the long run, the power of the bloodline will become more and more polluted. Until the last generation hits the bottom and forms a male Dao fetus suitable for me. "
While Ji Feichen was thinking, the old Lord lit a fire in front of everyone and cooked the sacrificial meat in a large cauldron. This was the last dish of the banquet. It was the first dish of the Dongshan Cuisine, the red plum braised meat.
Using the sour plums produced in Dongshan to cook the meat, the braised meat was sweet and sour, and it was not fatty like other meat.
The young girl, Fan Li, ran to the old Lord and greeted him. She placed the black cat next to the old Lord and slipped back to Ji Feichen's side.
She did not know why, but after seeing Ji Feichen today, she felt a sense of familiarity. She even planned to introduce Ji Feichen to the old ancestor.
Ji Feichen was well aware of the young girl's thoughts. He understood that there was indeed a connection between the two of them. However, it was not a blood connection, but a natural favorable impression of Ji Feichen.
Fan Mei's bloodline was indeed related to Ji Feichen, but what did it have to do with the Xuan Ming Dao Body?
The Dao Body was formed by the heaven and earth, and it had been refined innately. It was very different from the bloodline of the Ji Clan. The only thing that was truly related was the Devil Dragon Body and the late Qing Hong Taoist. Even the incarnations of Yang Ming and Yin Ming had nothing to do with the Ji Clan.
The reason Fan Li clung to Ji Feichen was because the Xuan Ming Dao Body was compatible with the Heavenly Dao and had a special affinity with the living beings of the heaven and earth. Because Fan Li's innate talent was extraordinary and she had a cultivation foundation, she felt it especially strongly.
"Mister, try this. This is our Fan Village's unique sour sauce." Fan Li warmly served him. She mixed a pile of pickled vegetables and steamed glutinous rice together. Then, she rolled it into a pancake and handed it to Ji Feichen.
At this moment, the old Lord also picked up the pancake, pickled vegetables, and glutinous rice and slowly chewed.
When the pickled vegetables entered his mouth, Ji Feichen felt the fragrance of the glutinous rice and the sour and spicy taste of the pickled vegetables explode on the tip of his tongue.
"Not bad, no wonder that girl Wen Ying likes Dongshan sour sauce the most."
The Nine Dragon Girls enjoyed the offerings of the world to the Rain Master. Among them, Dongshan sour sauce was Wen Ying's favorite snack.
"Wen Ying? Mister's family? She also likes this kind of sour sauce? "
"Yes, probably my daughter."
Compared to Fan Mei's line, the dragon children were clearly closer to him.
"That girl likes sour sauce. She even tried it herself before."
Fan Li snorted and said confidently, "Even if she made sour sauce elsewhere, the taste would definitely not be as good as our Dongshan's."
"I know. After all, the Jade Turbellum Worm is not easy to find. The Dongshan sour bamboo shoots and the mountain spring water are also troublesome. "
The Jade Turbellum Worm was a special snail raised in the spring water of Dongshan. After washing and blanching, the snail meat was taken out. The Dongshan young bamboo shoots were made into sour bamboo shoots and then diced. They were then pickled with mountain chili peppers that ripened in the summer. After three months, they could be eaten directly.
Wen Ying had once tried making sour sauce. Yangyi Shenjun had once tasted his daughter's cooking in the Divine Palace. Indeed, Dongshan sour sauce could not be separated from the nourishment of Dongshan culture. Only in this place could Dongshan sour sauce be found.
After hearing Ji Feichen's words, Fan Li was stunned. "Mister, you also know how to cook?"
"Yes, I know a thing or two."
"Oh?" The other chefs at the table heard this and their eyes lit up. They immediately started conversing with Ji Feichen.
After eating the glutinous rice roll, Ji Feichen chatted with the others about the 12 cuisines. He spoke eloquently about the tips of each cuisine.
Who was this person in front of him?
He was the ancestor of the world's Food Immortals, the Kitchen God worshiped by the chefs. How many cuisines in the world did Ji Feichen's tongue not know about?
The group chatted as they ate. Ji Feichen leisurely tasted the butterfly rolls, three-colored crab strips, red wave soup, roasted oxtail, and other dishes. He casually explained the cooking methods of the various dishes.
Fan Village Cuisine was the original version of Dongshan Cuisine. It inherited the simple style of farming. It was self-sufficient, searching for ingredients on the spot. It fused delicacies from the mountains and the crops harvested in the spring and autumn into the dishes. It was a return to simplicity that was different from the big cities.
Apart from the sour and spicy dishes, there were also many light dishes that suited the tastes of immortals.
"If there are immortals who come here to taste, maybe they will choose to bring Dongshan cuisine into the Immortal Dao and make it the exclusive cuisine of the Immortal Dao banquet?"
At this thought, Ji Feichen's eyes lit up. He thought of a way to delay the birth of the so-called Qing Hong Taoist embryo.
"Fan Li's constitution isn't bad. If I could pull her into the Immortal Dao after the old Lord Sealer passes away and the Essence power is transferred to her, I could let her study the Immortal Dao. Can it delay the power of the bloodline inheritance? "
After the banquet ended, Ji Feichen went to find Fan Li and gave her a Foundation Building Pill. After guiding her to the path of cultivation, he swaggered off. As for whether Fan Li could cultivate? The Nine-Tailed Cat beside her did not only know how to act cute and fight for attention!
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