Xu Changge accompanied Qi Yushu to memorize the book, and Du Heng sighed: "If I were Qi Yushu, I would bring all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the bookshelf, and I would write slowly in the lonely book!"

Xuan Yu said: "Actually, this can be done, but ordinary monks cannot afford to lose face." Du Heng wondered: "What does this have to do with face?"

Xuan Yu said: "If you can't remember these things when you practice until the end of the Golden Elixir, how can you be embarrassed to say them?"

Du Heng felt that this was not embarrassing: "Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if he remembered it wrong for the sake of face?" But he was a person who could even copy the wrong books and had no right to say that.

There was a noisy outside the library. As soon as Du Heng left the door, he heard a tragic cry of laughter: "Jiuchi!"

Du Heng looked closely and saw Xiaoxiao in the spiritual spring flapping hard in the pool water. Du Heng was shocked: "Xiaoxiao!"

Why did Xiaoxiao fall into the spiritual spring? Is that okay? Du Heng was about to catch Xiaoxiao from the water, but he heard the monk next to him say, "Don't do it! This is the cold pond, beware of cold poison in his heart!"

This cold pool was used by the head of the sect to practice the Cold Frost Art, and it was not here at first. I don’t know when a green lotus grew in the Cold Pond, and rare spiritual objects grew in the Cold Pond that the head of the sect used. This is a proof of the prosperity of the sect! So this cold pool was moved from the valley where Ye Wenqiu was in seclusion to the library, and this graceful green lotus became the treasure of the sect and was carefully taken care of.

When monks walk to the edge of the cold pool, they will be injured by the cold poison accumulated in the cold pool. There is a formation next to the spiritual spring to prevent uninformed monks from accidentally entering the cold pool and getting caught in the cold pool. In this case, let alone using the green lotus as medicine, even if you approach the cold pool, there will be risks.

However, Xiaoxiao fell into the cold pool and fluttered, and the monks were all thrust in their hearts. A monk next to the library had just come out of the stone forest illusion, and they recognized at a glance that the bird in the cold pool was the one selling snacks on the Taoist altar.

The monks threw ropes into the cold pond and used a net to catch a smile. However, the ropes and nets were frozen as soon as they touched the water of the cold pond. The severe cold air spread along the rope. The monk holding the rope could only throw away the rope, for fear of being frozen.

Du Heng didn't care so much. He thought about it as soon as he tucked his sleeves, but Xuan Yu stopped him: "Xiaoxiao is for picking lotus leaves, he pretended."

Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu in confusion, then looked at Xiaoxiao again. Until his eyes were fixed on Feng Gui and the others on the shore, he saw Feng Daxianer and Jing Daxianer standing by the pool with exaggerated expressions: "Xiaoxiao, please swim upside!"

But when Xiaoxiao heard Jing Nan's voice, she flew towards the green lotus with nine lotus leaves growing in the middle of the spiritual spring. Finally, Xiaoxiao climbed on the pole of the lotus leaves in the exclaim of the monks.

He tried hard to grab the pole and get up from the water, but the seemingly solid green lotus pole was hollow after all. The green lotus pole gradually bent towards the water surface. After a crisp sound, a lotus leaf was folded down by Xiaoxiao.

Ordinary lotus leaves will float on the water after being folded down, but the green lotus leaves actually sink into the water and sink down. Xiaoxiao didn't know if it was frozen or something, but he actually pulled the leaves down to sink down.

Du Heng exclaimed: "Xiaoxiao!"

At this moment, a blue-white light flashed in front of him. Ji Qingyan, who was like a banished immortal, gently passed by the cold pool and swept away a cold air. He bent down and held Xiaoxiao, and Xiaoxiao's claws pulled the lotus leaves and was taken out of the cold pool together.

Ji Qingyan tapped the remaining green lotus on the toes of her feet, and he flew lightly to the shore.

Du Heng and the others hurriedly met: "Xiaoxiao!"

Ji Qingyan took out a pill from her sleeve and stuffed it into Xiaoxiao's mouth, then checked him again. Finally, he handed the wet Xiaoxiao to Du Heng: "This bird seems to be a fire-type monster. It has not been in the cold pond for a long time. It should be fine after taking the Huichun Pill."

Ice formed on Xiaoxiao's fluff, Du Heng quickly used spiritual energy to melt the ice on his body and dry the fluff for him. As for the lotus leaves grasped on Xiaoxiao's claws, Jing Nan had already put away his eyes and hands quickly.

Du Heng put Xiaoxiao in his arms to keep him warm, and at the same time he did not forget to thank Ji Qingyan: "Thank you, Master!"

Ji Qingyan frowned slightly, and he looked at Jing Nan, but Jing Nan bowed and bowed with Du Heng with his eyes, making it difficult for Ji Qingyan to say anything.

Ji Qingyan glanced at Du Heng lightly and said, "Look at your spiritual pet, there will be no next time."

Du Heng agreed repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes."

Ji Qingyan held his hands behind his back, and the traces disappeared as soon as the inspiration appeared on his body. Du Heng then stood up, and he reached into his clothes to touch Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, isn't it frozen?"

Xiaoxiao's body felt a little cold. He was still trembling, and his voice was shaking: "Chir...chur...chur...chur!"

Jing Nan was shocked: "Oh, have you caught a cold? Didn't you say that fools and Xiaoxiao won't catch a cold?" After saying that, Du Heng admired Jing Nan's mind: "Is there anyone who tormented the child like this?!"

A warm stove was raised in the Yichen Hall, and Xiaoxiao wrapped it in the blanket and leaned against the oven and stove. Nianniansui and glutinous rice cakes lay down next to Xiaoxiao, and Xiaoxiao fell asleep with her eyes closed, even if she occasionally made a sound of poor breathing.

Jing Nan was scolded by Du Heng and was so angry that he was hiding in the room. At this moment, Jing Daxianer hid in the room and did not dare to come out. However, Feng Gui comforted him. He did not dare to offend Du Heng, nor did he dare to speak loudly to Jing Nan. He could only come and take a look at Xiaoxiao after a while and send him some spiritual energy.

In fact, Xiaoxiao is almost done, but he can be weaker if he sees his uncle and Jing Nan being defeated.

Du Heng was stirring the batter angrily, accusing Xuan Yu while stirring: "I have never seen such an unreliable elder, just to freeze the child like this for a lotus leaf. This is with Ji Qingyan. If it weren't for him, Xiaoxiao wouldn't know what it would be like!"

Feng Gui whispered: "Before we started, we were optimistic that we only made Xiaoxiao go down when we saw Ji Qingyan nearby. Don't worry, we won't know what to do in the future."

Du Heng's voice suddenly increased: "There is another time! I dare to have another time?!"

Feng Gui muttered, "No more." Hell, he is Xiaoxiao's uncle, why does Du Heng protect Xiaoxiao even more than him? The children of the Feng clan always have to go through the storm, otherwise how can they grow up?

Xuan Yu comforted Du Heng and said, "Don't be angry, Xiaoxiao is fine. When your cake is baked, he will be full of vitality."

Du Heng sighed: "I hope Xiaoxiao has a good memory and never remember such a tragic childhood." Uncle and the others actually asked him to jump into the cold pond for a lotus leaf...

Feng Gui changed the topic and said, "By the way, what have you been doing since the beginning? It smells sweet."

Du Heng did follow Feng Gui's words: "Ah, I'll bake some thin crackers for Xiaoxiao."

When he heard that there was something delicious, Xiaoxiao stopped pretending. His big eyes were wide open. When he was about to make a comment, he saw his uncle's back. Xiaoxiao quickly shrank his neck and tweeted weakly.

Xuan Yu translated: "Xiaoxiao said, let you do more."

Du Heng was amused and crying: "Don't worry, you can't do anything without it. I've made two flavors for you, some are sweet and some are salty, so it's worth it."

There was a Tianhuo scale on the table, and the fried melon seeds and sesame seeds were placed next to it. Feng Gui inertia wanted to reach out to grab a handful of food. Du Heng stretched out his chopsticks and sucked the back of Feng Gui's hand: "This is the melon seeds I just weighed, you're eating them next to you!"

Feng Gui glanced at Du Heng with a grievance. The beauty Feng, who was usually arrogant and domineering, couldn't be domineering today. He said in frustration: "Okay."

Then he rolled to the table to tease melon seeds. His tall back looked so bleak that Xuan Yu even looked at him a few more times.

It’s not that Du Heng is cautious. He is not very good at baking desserts. He often remembers the dessert recipes he can make. If he weighs more or less, he will be overwhelmed.

Take this sweet and thin crispy dish for example. It’s simple to say. Egg white, sugar, flour oil and nuts are mixed together and roasted on a baking tray. But when it’s really done, every step is a pit.

First of all, take the ratio of egg white and sugar as an example. One pound of egg white costs half a pound of sugar. If it is too sweet, it is less bland.

Low-gluten flour is required for flour, but there is no low-gluten flour in the cultivation world. Du Heng can only add starch to ordinary flour and stir evenly to replace it. One pound of starch must be added to four kilograms of ordinary flour. If there are too many or less, the taste of the things that come out is wrong.

There is also oil. Corn oil is usually used in baking in my hometown. However, Du Heng has never seen corn for soybean oil for soybeans. Recently, he found that the oil squeezed from another palm tree fruit feels very similar to corn oil. So today's thin crispy one is palm oil.

Both palm oil and flour need to be added with 50% liang and 70% qian, and then more than 70% sesame seeds were added. After putting these ingredients in a wooden basin and stirring them thoroughly, Du Heng also sprinkled a small spoonful of salt into it and stirred evenly. This portion is used to make sweet, thin and crispy batter.

He took out the baking tray used to bake the egg yolk crust, put a layer of greased paper under the baking tray, and then spooned the batter and poured it onto the greased paper.

After the sticky batter was piled up on the greased paper, Du Heng stirred the batter on the back of the spoon and pushed it away. After taking the spoon, he pushed the batter into the size of a palm.

Xuan Yu said, "I'll help too." As he said that, he took out another baking tray and scooped the batter on it.

Du Heng said slowly and precautions: "Scoop less batter and don't pour a lot at once. When pushing it away, try to be as thick as possible, so that it can be thin and crisp when baking."

After Xuan Yu tried it two times, he found the feeling. Du Heng smiled relaxedly: "It's still Xiaoyu's caring."

Feng Gui said coldly: "What kind of caring about it? You ask me to do it. I promise that it will do it better than him!"

Du Heng glanced over, Feng Gui felt that Du Heng's eyes were full of murderous aura. He turned his body and continued to knock on melon seeds. At the same time, he did not forget to spit on himself: "I am so cheap, what's wrong with someone doing things?"

I have never been able to compete for favor since I was a child. Now that I have grown up, Feng Gui is even more no match for him.

Xuan Yu was spreading sweet batter, and Du Heng took the opportunity to adjust the salty batter. The method of making salty and thin crispy is similar to sweet and thin crispy, but when making the batter, you should replace a large amount of sugar with a small amount of salt.

Du Heng injected the same amount of eggs into the wooden basin, and he took out the egg yolks and placed them in a large bowl next to it. Now there are more people in Yishentang, and egg yolks can be used to make scrambled eggs, so many people can help consume them.

This time he added flour palm oil and melon seeds to the egg white first. Because he couldn't control the amount of salt, he mixed the ingredients while dipping them with chopsticks to taste the salty taste.

People who cook have an intuition that when you see the amount of ingredients, you can estimate how much salt you need to add. Du Heng added twice, and the salty batter tasted almost the same.

At this time, Xuan Yu happened to have sweet batter on all the baking trays, and the oil paper was covered with irregular circles the size of a palm. The round was covered with white sesame seeds, which smelled sweet.

Xuan Yu asked, "Can you enter the baking tray?" Du Heng nodded, "It's almost done."

A small basin of batter was even served a lot. Xuan Yu put the baking tray into the oven and said, "It will probably be baked three times." Du Heng smiled and said, "Well, it's almost the same three times. But the baking time is very fast, and I guess one can be baked in one stick of incense."

Du Heng's guess was right. After two cups of tea, a sweet smell wafted outside the kitchen. Du Heng looked at the baking tray inside through the oven door and saw that the batter inside had turned yellow, but it was not yet golden. You could also see the powdery and white batter.

When the batter is baked, it will expand, and fine bubbles will appear in a little bit. Du Heng looked at it with great enthusiasm, and he also greeted Xuan Yu from time to time: "Look at Xiaoyu!"

Xuan Yu leaned over and took a look. He didn't know what the two of them saw, and they smiled happily.

Feng Gui looked at it depressedly and smiled depressedly. He took out a handful of melon seeds from the basket next to him and knocked them hard.

After a while, the batter turned golden. There was no pink and white batter on it, and there were no fine bubbles churning. Du Heng estimated: "It's almost done, let's turn on the stove?"

Xuan Yu received the instructions and opened the oven door. A wave of heat came to his face with a sweet smell. The crispy crisps in the baking tray suddenly caught a cold, and some even made crackling sounds.

After baking, the oil paper turned from white to slightly yellow. Du Heng shook it gently with the oil paper, and the thin crackers on the entire baking tray were displaced.

He took out a bamboo plate and put the baked crispy crisp on the plate. The golden crispy crispy crispy crispy was not very crispy at this time.

When Du Heng spread the new oil paper in the baking tray, the crispy temperature had already dropped. He pinched a piece and broke it apart, and a crisp sound came.

This thin crispy is so good, it’s just right! Du Heng showed off: “Xixi, come and eat thin crispy!”

Feng Gui was immediately happy when he heard the call. He lost the melon seeds in his hand and floated over. But when he saw the treatment of Xiaoxiao and Xiaoyu, he became depressed again.

Du Heng took Xiaoxiao out of the nest and placed it next to the plate. He stuffed the broken crisp half into Xuan Yu's mouth and half into Xiaoxiao's mouth.

Du Heng put the plate in front of Tai Shuhong: "When you leave, you can pack a little sweet, crispy and other cookies. I haven't seen you for a few days, and I feel that your face is not very good. It seems that the beast garden is really busy."

Tai Shuhong pinched a peanut and hesitated: "It's not that the beast garden is busy, but the punishment hall. Su Zhan is not at home for this time, so I temporarily take over the punishment hall. There are many big and small things in the sect. I am not very good at dealing with disputes, so I will be in a hurry."

Xuan Yu asked, "Tai Shuhong, how old are you this year?"

Tai Shuhong was stunned for a moment, and he lowered his eyes:

"From the day when the shell is broken, I am over 800 years old. But I don't remember it very clearly because it's too long."

It was Du Heng's turn to be surprised. If he remembered correctly, Tai Shuhong was a demon cultivator, and Feng Gui wanted to train a demon cultivator as his heir. Then his bloodline should be good. Xuan Yu said that many of the descendants of the big monster took thousands of years to become an adult.

Xiaoxiao, who is also 800 years old, is still pretending to be cute, while Tai Shuhong, who is not much older than him, is already an elder of the sect! People are so angry that people are so angry that birds are so angry that birds are so angry that birds are so angry.

Xuan Yu nodded: "By the way, can I ask, how did you, a demon cultivator, come to Shenxu Palace?"

Tai Shuhong looked a little hesitant, and Xuan Yu added: "Ah, if you offend you, it's okay not to say it."
To be continued...