I didn't expect that the Ghost Yezi's alchemy technique would be so useful, and Gu Fenghua's idea of practicing this technique became even stronger. It's a pity that this old man is too stubborn, and if he wants him to teach him, he has to agree to his conditions, but he doesn't even want to say the content of the conditions, how can Gu Fenghua easily agree.

However, it is obviously impossible for her to give up. Fortunately, Gu Fenghua had already had an idea, and he wasn't too worried.

He couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so Gu Fenghua put the matter aside for the time being, calmed his mind, and re-entered the emptiness, cultivating without hurry.

Gu Fenghua was awakened by a scream, and as soon as it was dawn, a scream spread throughout the entire Stygian Sand Ancient City.

The screams were so heart-rending and tear-jerking, even Gu Fenghua, who was empty-minded, was awakened.

There is no doubt that this scream came from Tang Junhou.

Hanging on the high flagpole, the tenacity of the Tang young master from the Tang bloodline was released again, and he endured the biting cold wind all night without screaming, but when the morning sun was rising, sprinkling ten thousand golden rays, and countless pairs of eyes looked up at him like watching a monkey show, Tang Shaozhu's dignity was finally shattered, and he could no longer bear the pain of the cold wind and the biting knife, and let out a painful scream.

Under the flagpole, looking at Tang Junhou, who was screaming with tears and snot on his face, even those who were originally disgusted with him couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Of course, Gu Fenghua's group of people would definitely not have the slightest mercy, if it weren't for Gu Fenghua's ability to have the power of the phoenix, which happened to be not affected by the Seven Star Horror Flag, he would definitely have been framed by them and expelled from Stygian Sand City now, and even this body cultivation would not be able to keep.

Tang Junhou fell into such an end, he completely deserved it, and what was there to be pitied?

Accompanied by Tang Junhou's heart-rending screams, Gu Fenghua came to the courtyard with a smile on his face.

"Fenghua, you're up too, what do you want to eat, how about the eight-treasure lotus seed porridge?" The white fat man had just gotten up and saw Gu Fenghua say hello.

"No, I'm going to eat the kind of Baifang Qingxin porridge you made last time." Before Gu Fenghua could speak, Lorne preemptively said.

"It's too much trouble." The white fat man frowned. Baifang Qingxin Porridge is a kind of medicinal diet invented by him some time ago, which is made by boiling hundreds of kinds of exotic flowers and herbs plus a kind of fragrant rice produced in the remote mountainous areas of Xinghua, the recipe is extremely exquisite, and of course it is extremely cumbersome to boil.

"Beautiful man, it's hard work, I want to eat Baifang Qingxin porridge." Lorne shook the white fat man's arm and said softly.

"Beautiful man, I'm going to participate in the trial in a few days, and I don't know how much hardship I have to endure, for the sake of grace, you should work hard." Ye Wuse also persuaded him, in fact, it was not for Luo En, but he wanted to eat it himself.

"Uh-huh, beautiful boy, thank you for your hard work." Xie Youran and Fang Tianyou also persuaded him.

Since they had tasted the white fat man's cooking, they had only known what the best taste of the world was, and seeing that even people like Lorne, who were accustomed to his cooking, were so obsessed with this so-called Baifang Qingxin porridge, how could they miss it.

Of course, knowing the taboo of the white fat man, they don't dare to call him fat anymore, and the word beautiful man blurted out, so natural, so sincere.