"Little sister, I'm back!" After saying that, without waiting for a response, he strode straight towards the kitchen.
When I heard my second brother's voice, I was delighted and turned around quickly.
The second brother had a huge smile on his face. "Little sister, guess how many spirit chickens I caught?"
I frowned and said with a pout, "I don't want to guess. I'm so hungry."
The second brother kept saying okay, okay, no guessing, and then took out the spiritual chicken caught in the net from the storage bag.
Wow, this is a magical chicken! I couldn't help but blurt out, my eyes full of amazement and novelty.
The spiritual chicken in front of me is more slender than ordinary domestic chickens, with an upright posture and a proud look.
The feathers on its body are clearly visible and the color is brilliant. Under the sunlight, it emits a faint halo.
I saw the clever chicken struggling desperately in the net, crowed from time to time.
The wings flapped desperately, and each flap brought up a strong wind, raising the dust around it.
Seeing the chicken struggling, I was terrified and quickly said, "Second brother, please take care of it."
I won’t kill a spirit chicken.” The spirit chicken’s eyes gleamed with ferocity, its sharp beak and claws waving in the net.
It seemed as if it would break free from its restraints and pounce on me in the next second. I unconsciously took a few steps back.
The second brother laughed heartily, stepped forward, grabbed the rope, and lifted up the still struggling chicken.
"Junior sister, I forgot to tell you, this is Fu Lufeng's junior brother."
The junior fellow hurriedly bowed, a little nervous on his face, and responded respectfully, "Hello, Senior Sister Ling."
I raised my eyes slightly and my gaze fell on my junior brother.
Junior brother of Fu Lufeng, how are you doing too.
I will take my junior brother to deal with the spirit chicken first. "Okay, second brother, I will follow you to the open space in the yard."
I saw the fellow apprentice next to me bend down, roll up his sleeves, and take out the magic chicken from the net bag.
The spirit chicken seemed to sense the danger coming and struggled even harder.
Its wings flapped vigorously and it clucked at the top of its lungs, as if it was making its final struggle.
At this moment, the second brother looked calm and quickly made hand gestures with his hands.
There was a flash of light at his fingertips, and mysterious runes appeared faintly in the air.
As the spells changed, the runes floated towards the spirit chicken like lively elves.
In an instant, the spirit chicken that was just calling desperately seemed to have all its strength drained away. It suddenly became silent and its wings slowly drooped down.
"Little sister, take out your pot and make it bigger." Came the second brother's voice.
When I heard my second brother's voice, I quickly took the frying pan out of the system.
Then he made some hand gestures and chanted something, and the pot began to slowly grow bigger.
In the blink of an eye, it became five or six times larger than its original size and landed steadily in the center of the open space. The wall of the pot shone faintly in the sunlight.
Seeing this, the fellow apprentice next to him swiftly picked up the spirit chicken from the side and gently placed it on the ground.
I saw the second brother with a focused expression, quickly reciting an obscure spell, and gently pointing one hand at the spirit chicken.
In an instant, a magical scene appeared, and the spiritual chicken seemed to be instantly wrapped by an invisible force.
The originally colorful feathers fell off one after another, as if it was raining gorgeous feathers.
Immediately afterwards, the internal organs were automatically peeled out, and the cleaned chicken was neatly placed in the frying pan.
I was stunned watching from the side, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up and praised him, "Second brother, you are really amazing."
When will you teach me, your little sister? You are so good at this. I am so jealous of you.
The second brother smiled and jokingly said, "Hey, doesn't my little sister dislike cultivation?"
I usually ask you to practice more magic, but you always make excuses, either running off to look at those magical flowers and herbs, or hiding away and sleeping. Why do you want to learn today?
I pouted, shook his arm, and said, "That's different. I used to think that cultivation was boring and hard."
But now that I see how skilled you are, second brother, I also want to try to learn from you.
My second brother patted me gently and said, "Little sister, don't waste your energy."
With my second brother around, how could I let you suffer?
As for you, if you want to eat something, your second brother will help you. Just be happy and do what you like.
"Okay, okay, I won't learn." I agreed, but in my heart I was thinking, "Hmph, I'll wait until I get a 1 million year cultivation next time."
I must make my second brother drop his jaw and see how powerful I, your little sister, am.
But seeing that my second brother had already started to get busy, I hurried over.
The second brother placed the frying pan steadily on the stove. Under the control of his junior brother, the flame in the stove suddenly rose up. The fire was blazing, illuminating the surroundings.
I saw the processed chicken neatly placed in the pan.
I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Second brother, don't you need to put any seasoning in this pot?"
The second brother scratched his head and said with a helpless smile: "I, your second brother, can't do it either."
It seems that you need to add some water before cooking, so let’s try adding some water first.
As he spoke, the second brother stretched out his finger and gently pointed it into the pot. A thin stream of water flowed out from his fingertips.
The water rushed into the pot with a "gurgling" sound, as if a small water dragon appeared out of thin air, pouring into the pot continuously.
As soon as the water entered the pot, it started to sizzle, accompanied by bursts of hot steam rising up.
We all stared at the pot intently, and at first there was no movement.
But after a while, as the water in the pot began to boil, a strange and tempting aroma came to the face.
The aroma seemed to have magic, going straight into people's noses and awakening the glutton in my stomach, which kept growling.
I couldn't help but take a deep breath and said with surprise, "Wow, brother, I didn't expect that just adding water would make it so fragrant."
At this moment, the junior brother didn't care about anything else at all. He put his head close to the pot.
He sniffed the fragrance of the magic chicken with his nose, as if he was afraid of missing even a little bit.
"Second Young Master, Senior Sister Ling," "I, I..." The junior brother blushed and stammered, his face as red as a ripe apple.
His eyes were sparkling with excitement, but he seemed to be too excited and happy to speak complete sentences.
"Sister Ling, I feel like spiritual energy is surging throughout my body. I think I'm about to break through!"
The junior brother finally managed to finish the sentence, his body trembling slightly.
It can be seen that he is trying hard to suppress the surging spiritual power and try to stabilize his condition.
The second brother took a step forward, his expression showing some caution.
While looking at his junior brother, he said, "Junior brother, don't be anxious. Try to guide the spiritual power slowly, but don't let it become disordered in your body."
The junior brother nodded heavily, quickly sat down on the ground and closed his eyes.
He began to concentrate on guiding the surging spiritual power in his body, and soon beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
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