Reborn Conceited Soldier

After Sikong Banyu returned home, he closed the door, took out a notebook and started writing.    

    

Hua Qingyun had already gone home to get the herbs. Originally, he had planned to write out the acupuncture needles and the medical book that he planned to give to Hua Qingyun on his way to Xian State and give it to Chen Ziyi. When he wasn't in the capital, Chen Ziyi would pass it to Hua Qingyun.    

    

He didn't expect that this quest would have an unexpected change, so he didn't have to go through the process. The dragon needle technique was very simple. He only needed to clearly write down the depth of the needle as well as the specific parts. The rest would be his training speed. Whether Hua Qingyun could succeed or not was his own business.    

    

As for the medical journal, Sikong Banyu chose — — Seven-disaster Scripture. This medical manual was an introductory medical manual on Vermillion Bird Continent. It did not contain many mysterious items, but its importance was practical. It was the most suitable thing to do to treat the illnesses of ordinary people.    

    

But even so, there were many things about Dao cultivators recorded in "Seven-disaster Scripture", and Hua Qingyun did not necessarily understand them. Back then, Sikong Banyu was only able to read the entire《 Seven-disaster Scripture》 after he had cultivated to the Spirit Stage. What's more, now that Hua Qingyun's cultivation was only equivalent to the Skin-training Realm of the Perception Realm?    

    

Therefore, when Sikong Banyu was writing, he erased a lot of things that were difficult to understand and made it into an ordinary medical journal.    

    

There were quite a few words in the entire manual, a total of fifty to sixty thousand words. After being cut and cut by Sikong Banyu, there were only thirty to forty thousand words left. Even so, this thing that should have belonged to the world of cultivators, when it appeared on Earth, could still be considered a peerless treasure book.    

    

He believed that Hua Qingyun would feel that the deal was not a loss.    

    

Unknowingly, Sikong Banyu was immersed in the writing of "The Seven-disaster Scripture" and "The Dragon Needle Art". Time quietly passed, and night came to an end, a full seven to eight hours of writing, but not many were completed. The Dragon Needle Art was completed, but "The Seven-disaster Scripture" only wrote a little more than a thousand words.    

    

"Phew …" This writing is really tiring! If it was in the Vermillion Bird Continent, directly imprinting a jade chip down would be so simple! "Damn it, this is something that will take at least two to three days to complete."    

    

However, thinking about it, the thousand years old ginseng and six hundred years old snow lotus in Hua Qingyun's hands were worth it! After obtaining it, he should be able to break into the Bone Refining stage and his strength should be able to go up a level. As for his Spirit Stage, Sikong Banyu didn't dare to even think about it, since he was an experienced person.    

    

It was very clear that the most difficult aspect of the Perception Realm was the Bone Refining process. That was a huge consumption process, especially for Earth which lacked spiritual energy and elixirs. Bone Refining was the process that would torment him the most.    

    

"Gulp …"    

    

Suddenly, Sikong Banyu's stomach sounded with a protest, which made him feel speechless. He was really used to cultivators swallowing spiritual energy to make up for his consumption, a life that was completely different from food. Now, it would be difficult to change his mind to eat three meals a day like ordinary people.    

    

He stood up, intending to go out and see if there was anything to eat. At the same time, he was curious as to why Mom didn't call him for dinner today. Could it be that Mom wasn't coming back today?    

    

When Sikong Banyu walked out of the door, he heard the sound of cooking came from the kitchen. He took out his phone and looked around. It was 7: 30. Mom must have come back late today, so she still hadn't finished cooking!    

    

"Mom …" "Is the food ready? I'm ok …" Sikong Banyu walked into the kitchen and was about to ask if the food was ready, but when he looked at the woman in the kitchen, Sikong Banyu's' hunger 'was forcefully swallowed.    

    

"Why are you here?"    

    

Lin Xiyue? When did this woman come to his house? Right now, she had an apron tied with her hair hanging down. There was a faint smile on her charming face, as if she was waiting for her husband's return. Beside her were a few delicate dishes.    

    

Sikong Banyu took a glance and noticed the alluring fragrance in the air. He could tell that Lin Xiyue had some skills, but he didn't know how the taste was. As for his own Mom, she was nowhere to be seen.    

    

Lin Xiyue stirred the dishes as she said, "Auntie told me to come over. She said that they had worked overtime at work today and no one was cooking at home, so she asked me to come over to take a look. If you're at home, I'll cook for you, but I came to see the light in your room on, so I didn't disturb you. "It's going to be ready soon."    

    

"Ah …" Sikong Banyu walked out of the kitchen in shock. Could it be that Mom took what happened last time seriously and thought that Lin Xiyue had something to do with him? Furthermore, since when did this woman get the key to his house?    

    

After the farce that day, he didn't pay much attention to this Lin Xiyue. Since they were at their own ends, he didn't expect that he, Mom, would be so close to her.    

    

"Motherf * cker …" This is not a good thing. Just explain it to this woman later. "    

    

Not long after, four delicate dishes, three dishes and a soup, were placed on the table. Sikong Banyu and Lin Xiyue sat facing each other with a bowl of rice in front of them. Sikong Banyu was already starving. If there was anything else, he would eat first. He picked up his chopsticks and first put a piece of tomato and egg into his mouth. He was about to start eating happily.    

    

In the next moment, his face became bitter.    

    

"How is it?" Lin Xiyue looked at Sikong Banyu with a burning gaze. Actually, she looked down on Sikong Banyu with her hands in her hands. She could tell at a glance from the menu. However, this was the first time she was cooking with her own hands. She didn't know why she had agreed to the call from Ye Min.    

    

Sikong Banyuqiang endured the salt that was about to kill him and swallowed it whole. He smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad, haha …"    

    

After all, they had come to cook for you, so they shouldn't be too embarrassed.    

    

Fuck, if I can't eat this, can't I change it? If a tomato and an egg could be copied into this, then the rest would probably be hard to escape from. However, the soup could be drunk at any time, right? Furthermore, it was an egg soup made from cucumber skin, because it shouldn't be that salty!    

    

Sikong Banyu picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful, but he was shocked once again. Is this a f * cking meal? Why does it feel like poison! This soup isn't salty, but can you tell me how much MSG you put in it?    

    

Sikong Banyu had no choice but to pick up the bowl of rice. However, it seemed that Lin Xiyue was not going to let him off, since he had nothing to say, Sikong Banyu stopped himself once again — it was something that he was not familiar with for a long time.