MTL - Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality-Chapter 20 Did you cook today (1)

In Bidou's secret room, there are third-order defense formations engraved on the four empty walls, and a few torches are inserted.

At this moment, the mood of Qian Qingqiu's four people is ups and downs, and it is like this ignited flame, swaying and beating, looking at Su Yu who is drying the water-breaking sword and putting it in the mustard bag.

Actually, Qian Qingqiu and Lin Zhen didn't know why they were looking at Su Yu, but they only noticed that Wei Zhao, two brothers and sisters, were staring at her in surprise.

In the face of their four doubts and astonished eyes, Su Yu nodded unhurriedly.

"There are thousands of diners, and everyone loves them. What's the difference between the two of you?"

Qian Qingqiu was stunned.

Vaintly, he felt a little strange, why does the person in charge of Zhi Qiongfeng now seem to be Su Yu in the Qi refining period?

Wei Zhao and Hang Waner are led by her everywhere today. It seems that she also owns the medicine.

He was about to ask again, when he saw Su Yusu wave his hand, "This pill is not for sale, it is only for my peak disciples. If you need it, you can come to fight often. If you win my peak, immediately Take it. Today, if you can survive three breaths on my junior sister’s hand, you will win.”

He held the foundation for three breaths with one golden pill?

Su Yu can't cultivate, he suspects it is the problem of sea knowledge.

Qian Qingqiu could not laugh or cry, and finally remembered that he was here to compete.

"In this case," recalling the taste of taking pills just now, Qian Qingqiu immediately corrected his expression, his aura was completely agitated, and he shouted, "Please."

Golden core coercion, instantly filled the entire secret room.

Hang Wan'er, who was about to challenge him, suddenly changed her face and stumbled back half a step.

Too hard.

She is only in the early stage of foundation building, and she will challenge the pinnacle of Jindan. Just because the other party's aura was released, she felt the pressure that she couldn't resist head-on.

"Sister, this elixir is useful to me, I won't show mercy," Qian Qingqiu clasped the strings with his fingers, "If it hurts you, I can bear the cost of all the elixir."

Hang Wan'er's face was pale, she gritted her teeth to stop the trembling of her hands, and pressed on the five golden threads of different colors around her waist.

"Okay, Senior Brother Qian, please advise!"

Her red dress was raised and she faced her.

"Ignorance!" Lin Zhen sneered, "The closer you get to the attack of Yin Xiu's consciousness, the more affected it will be. Even a Foundation Establishment dares to lean so close to the golden core and hit the stone with an egg, is this trying to commit suicide! "

Wei Zhao's face was full of worry.

But after a while, I saw Qian Qingqiu pulling the strings with his right hand, and a high semitone suddenly sounded. Hang Wan'er's body was shocked, and she immediately froze half a foot away from him, unable to get any closer.

"Admit defeat, my brother is not a brutal person—" Lin Zhen put his hands around his chest comfortably.

But before she finished speaking, she saw that Hang Waner was stiff and could not move, but the five golden threads around her waist were like snakes, stabbing at Qian Qingqiu in an instant!

Lin Zhen's expression changed greatly.

He just remembered that she just said that she had an epiphany and felt that she was connected with the magic weapon, and she was talking about these five-color ropes?

But he quickly felt relieved, this magic weapon looked at the second grade at most, and it was absolutely impossible to hurt his senior brother.

But in just one breath, I saw that the five-colored rope that was only one finger wide when closed, expanded to three feet when it was about to touch Qian Qingqiu, and put Qian Qingqiu's ten fingers and strings together with His entire body was tightly wrapped, from head to toe, not a trace was exposed!

Don't talk about Lin Zhen, even Master Qian Qingqiu came, I'm afraid he wouldn't recognize who it was!

Lin Zhen opened his mouth, "Second-grade golden thread python..."

The golden thread python, which is equivalent to the pinnacle of foundation building, can hold the monks in the early stage of Jindan for at least one stick of incense, but at most one stick of incense will be broken out of the body by the golden core.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his senior brother has reached the peak of his golden core.

But as soon as she spit out the breath, she saw that on the five immortals rope that tightly bound Qian Qingqiu, a sauce-colored red light that he was very familiar with flickered, and the delicious meat fat tasted overflowing, and instantly slammed— It was as if dozens of animal hooves trampled over Qian Qingqiu, causing his body wrapped in a cicada to twitch!

snap.

Qianqiu fell to the ground wrapped in a chrysalis.

Lin Zhen:

Senior brother, you said that you will never show mercy?

"One breath, two breaths, three breaths..." Su Yu counted and dropped his fingers, "We won, Brother Qian."

Thinking of this, Qian Qingqiu's figure on the ground moved, Hang Wan'er's face changed greatly, and she hurriedly took three steps back.

The five immortal rope on his body collapsed instantly!

Hang Wan'er immediately clenched her fists, retracted the five immortal rope in time, and wrapped it around her waist again.

Her forehead is full of sweat, and her hands are shaking. It can be seen how much pressure Jindan Peak has put on her, but she succeeded!

"Six Breaths!"

"Second Senior Sister, the five immortal ropes can bind the golden core and the six breaths!"

Hang Wan'er looked at Su Yu excitedly, overjoyed.

Su Yuyun nodded lightly.

Qian Qingqiu got up from the ground with a complicated look, pinched the dust removal art, smoothed the wrinkles on his robe, "What a trapping magic weapon... I lost. Lin Zhen, Gathering Powder ."

Lin Zhen:

Why is it always him who gets hurt.

He doesn't laugh at Lu Yizhou anymore, can't he?

He reluctantly threw the big jade bottle into Hang Wan'er's hands.

Hang Wan'er happily handed it over to Su Yu immediately.

Certificate of merit and demerit is the foundation of kitchen management.

Su Yu waved his hand generously, "Whoever wins will belong to whoever wins."

Qian Qingqiu couldn't help but glance at Su Yu, she now has the general style of Senior Sister Yifeng.

He glanced at Hang Waner's fairy rope magic weapon and the hoof flower pill that tempted him. After thinking for a moment, he stepped forward and bowed his hands to Su Yu in awe.

"This year's big competition is coming, I don't know where to go to Qiongfeng, would you like to cooperate with me Yuqiongfeng?"

Everyone was stunned.

On the Awkward Peak, Chen Shuxin, who is holding a sword in a jade crown, is looking at the jade slip.

It is not enough to be afraid of the peak, and it will definitely drop the rank.

Chen Shuxin's face flashed a light.

I'm really looking forward to Xiao Muge's expression when he sees the collapse of the peak and the dejected junior brothers and sisters.

But he just smiled when a disciple rushed to report.

"Senior brother, the second-class Jade Qiong Peak you have brought to our attention, I saw their senior brother Qian Qingqiu, who seems to be with the people from Zhi Qiong Peak!"

Chen Shuxin was taken aback.

To Dome?

Second-rank twelve peaks, walking together with the broken peaks that will definitely drop?

Stupid!

Chen Shuxin looked at the jade slip.

[Brother Chen, I have a big news from Master! In this competition, the outstanding people are expected to go to Tianshengzong to exchange and practice for ten years. Have you heard of Mei Zhener, who is rumored to have excellent luck and gain around him? Don't miss the opportunity, this time, you must be amazed at Dabiyan! 】

Chen Shuxin squinted.

"Alliance with us?"

In the secret room, Su Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Qian Qingqiu in front of him.

The rest were surprised.

Nanxun thirty-six main peaks, twelve first, second and third, sorted by strength.

To the third and tenth grade of Qiongfeng, but this year there is not a single golden pill, everyone knows that it is as difficult as the sky for them to keep the third grade.

And Yuqiongfeng, the second and twelfth, want to cooperate with them?

Su Yu felt that Qian Qingqiu had some eyes on him.

Lin Zhen was in a hurry, "Brother, we are looking for allies, but our opponent is Chen Shuxin, who is third and second! What's the use of finding Qiongfeng, they will keep it in the first round Third-class seats are hard to come by…”

Before he finished speaking, he was beaten by Qian Qingqiu with a mute tactic.

Lin Zhen:

"My junior brother is rude again."

Qian Qingqiu looked at Su Yu apologetically.

"I would like to take a gamble, to Qiongfeng, I will be able to keep the third-class reputation this year. As for the second-class, it can be expected within three years. A person who cultivates, five or ten years will only take a moment, a suitable Allies, I, Yu Qiongfeng, can afford to wait."

Lin Zhen was stunned.

But Qian Qingqiu continued,

"In this competition, I can send you the strengths of the disciples from the peaks that we have collected. In addition, you currently don't have a golden pill, and your cultivation base is not strong enough. If Junior Sister Su doesn't dislike it, you can Every day, I come to practice at the second-class peak, where the aura of Yuqiong is abundant, and I play three pieces of qin music every day, which can help people understand the sea and clear the sky, and if you practice too fast, you don’t need to be afraid of going crazy.”

Su Yu's eyes flashed.

I immediately looked into the mustard bag—

Good guy.

She looked at Qian Qingqiu, this person is the kitchen equipment she needs.

Like a kitchen with a high temperature and a lot of fire and heavy oil, it must be equipped with facilities that meet fire protection specifications.

She needs this fireman!

"Well. Then I won't say no, Brother Qian, it's a pleasure to work with." Su Yu nodded.

Wei Zhao and Hang Waner lost their minds.

Qian Qingqiu, the pinnacle of Jindan, not to mention the ability to compete, the cultivation base is far ahead among a group of second-class peak chiefs.

In just a few words, Second Senior Sister, let him play the three qin songs for them to Qiongfeng every day?

They looked at Su Yu with complicated expressions.

Also, she refines Qi to the seventh level and calls Qian Qingqiu a golden elixir—Brother Qian?

I didn't even get a call from senior brother, Qian Qingqiu!

However, he has a bright face, and there is no fear in the slightest, but a bit of embarrassment and respect.

"Sister Su, for allies, can you provide the hoof flower pill, or tell me where I can find it? I can exchange the spirit stone with you, and make a jade slip contract to consume this pill. , will never betray your allies, and will help you with all your might."

Su Yu narrowed his eyes.

Open the door to do business, all the visitors are guests, she seldom restricts the diners. But now resources are scarce, and they cannot be sold at will.

Wei Zhao and Hang Waner looked at her nervously.

"Senior Brother Qian of Hoof Flower Dan can use it, so can my seventh sister." Su Yu pondered.

Qian Qingqiu smiled wryly, "Yes, after the big competition, can you balance it out?"

But Su Yu quickly took out the porcelain bowl and the broken water sword.

With the sword, she cut a quarter of the trembling sauce-colored hoof flowers in an instant, "Do you have any utensils to hold?"

Qian Qingqiu was taken aback.

"As an ally, I'll give you this on credit first. But I have one more thing, and I want Yu Qiongfeng to help."

Su Yu glanced at Wei Zhao.

"I need to repair the spirit grass of Jindan and meridians. I heard that only second-class peak Jindan disciples can buy it at the sect exchange office."

Wei Zhao was shocked, but she didn't expect her to remember him, and even used it as a quid pro quo for forming an alliance.

Hang Wan'er patted him excitedly, "third senior brother, I said, don't underestimate any female cultivator! Senior sister is so amazing, I just mentioned herbal medicine a few days ago."

Wei Zhao looked moved.

Qian Qingqiu is also a smart man. He glanced at Wei Zhao and immediately nodded, "Okay, I will pay attention and try to find it for you before the big competition. If there is no one in the sect, I will ask other sects. friend."

"It's your word."

Su Yu is very satisfied with this cooperation.

She stuffed the remaining half of the bowl of hoof flowers into the mustard bag, and sat on Hang Wan'er's red silk back to the peak. Wei Zhao's wheelchair was made by a refiner, and it could also control the sky.

Back to the peak, Wei Zhao and Hang Waner both looked at Su Yu with very complicated expressions.

Even Big Brother has never formed an alliance with anyone before.

…

A few days later, a red light fell on Su Yu's hand holding the jade slip.

She opened it and handed the jade slip to Wei Zhao, "The information on the peak from Qian Qingqiu, third junior brother, let you study it."

Wei Zhao took it in awe, this is a big deal.

The number of disciples of the second-class peak is large, and they have a wide range of friends, and they have far more information than them.

"Second Senior Sister, I'll go back to my room to study. Seventh Junior Sister," Wei Zhao looked at Hang Wan'er, "you will recall all the disciples in the peak, and each person's cultivation progress, exercises, and magic pills The latest situation of the medicine and the breakthrough of the bottleneck are all compiled for you. From now on, we will start preparing for the competition."

"You take people to Yuqiong Peak every day, listen to the music of the piano and practice, two hours in the morning and two in the evening, and you must not fall."

Hang Waner nodded hurriedly, and both of them got busy quickly.

Su Yu is satisfied.

Following their respective duties, this chef finally has a prototype for a smooth operation.

She walked back to the small kitchen leisurely with her hands behind her back.

A good day starts with cooking.

"Today I will cook a bowl of wild mushroom soup for everyone to keep fit."

Staff meals cannot be left behind.

…

Now to Qiongfeng, there are 39 disciples in total.

Since Master Mu Daoren disappeared and Qiong Peak lost the protection and cultivation guidance of the Nascent Soul cultivator, many disciples have already left and transferred to other peaks.

The seven core disciples, like Wei Zhao and Lu Yizhou, were all orphans or injured children picked up by the Daoists back then. They regarded him as a savior and were grateful Fear him, no matter how hard you are, you will not want to leave.

It was thrown under the peak of Zhi Qiong.

Now they are also grateful and willing to stay on Zhi Qiong Peak, but their cultivation base is low, and Dabi can't help much.

Hang Waner called this time, and most of them came back in time.

"The fourth senior brother in the middle stage of foundation building is in retreat. In the early stage of foundation building, there are three people, and the fifth senior brother has not returned. He sent a jade slip and said that he would arrive in six days. Above the seventh floor of Qi refining, three people, The rest are below the seventh floor, and four of them have not returned."

"Thirty-nine missing six."

Su Yu hummed, and immediately pointed to an iron bucket about half a person's height on the stove, "You take the eight precious mushroom soup and share it with everyone. If the bowl is not enough, wash it off. Let’s replace it for the time being. Let your sixth senior go back and buy some more.”

Hang Wan'er's pretty face was startled, "Sister called me for this?"

"Yes. Sunset, what else is going on?" Su Yu couldn't think of what other major things would happen at this time besides distributing employee meals to boost the morale of the army.

Hang Wan'er smiled bitterly, "I thought the second senior sister was going to convene everyone and instruct everyone on sword tactics. The sixth senior brother came back from Wanjian Mountain and said that your understanding of swordsmanship is superb, and your attainments are second only to the senior brother. Now the younger brothers and sisters don't believe it, they want to ask the second senior sister to go out, but they don't dare."

Su Yu: “…”

Yan Yan made up things for her.

"For sword training, let them find the elders of Jianshan, not under my control," Su Yu said, and asked Hang Wan'er to add a dust avoidance and heat preservation method to the cast iron soup bucket , "I just take care of your food."

Hang Wan'er was helpless. Ever since she came back from challenging Qian Qingqiu that day, the second senior sister has been in the small kitchen every day, and she fell in love with cooking.

But thinking of the five immortal ropes and hoof flower pills refined by the second sister, she did not dare to question the sister.

"Sister, I'll go right now."

Su Yu nodded, and immediately sat back on the reclining chair in the small kitchen, closing his eyes to rest.

…

"Sixth Senior Brother, you said that Second Senior Sister is very skilled in swordsmanship and was once a genius, so will Dabie be in the ring this time?"

"Yeah, the third-level peak was decided in the first round of the ring competition, and other peaks will definitely challenge us, five to five, we only have four foundation-building stages, and there is still one person missing!"

"Really let the second senior sister come, can she do it? Sixth senior brother, please give me a letter, I have also cultivated the eighth level of Qi, I think I am stronger than the second senior sister. "

"What, she has refined Qi to the seventh level? That's one level lower than me."

"Yes, I am also on the seventh floor. Although I am not good at swordsmanship, it is still hard work. Unlike...Second Senior Sister, I have never seen her practice swordsmanship."

In the Qiongfeng Sword Forest, a group of junior brothers and sisters chatted around Yan Yan.

Yan Yan, who had two swords pinned to his waist, returned from Wanjian Mountain for ten days, and just stepped into the third level of Guiyi Sword.

Standing in the forest at the moment, with a sharp figure, but listening to their group of questioning, he felt a sea of ​​pain.

I didn't expect him to come back to tell the third senior brother about his breakthrough, so he talked about the second senior sister's kendo talent. This matter was spread by Hang Wan'er and everyone on the peak knew that now, wherever he goes, his juniors and sisters come to ask him, which is very annoying.

"If you want to know her strength, then you can have a test with her." Yan Yan frowned.

A group of disciples hissed back.

They dare not. She has never been good to them, and she is still trying to compete with her? Wouldn't that mean that she will be trained to be bloody, and it is possible to be blamed by the stick!

Even the eighth-layer Qi-refining disciple who rushed in the front just now was as sturdy as an ox, wearing a blue robe tightly around his body, his forehead was sweating, and he shrank to the back, "Talk to her. , is scarier than fighting against Jin Dan."

"Little Sixteen, what are you talking about!"

Hang Wan'er was landing in the sky, carrying a big iron bucket, and slammed it to the ground, pointing at him and akimbo teaching a lesson, "It's been a long time since you have seen Second Senior Sister, so arrange her behind your back. ? Have the guts, go and say it in front of Senior Sister! Vomit—"

Yan Yan's expression was complicated.

Sixth Junior Sister is sick when she sees a male sword cultivator. When she arrives at the Big Competition arena, what can I do?

But just as she was about to speak, she was reprimanded by Hang Wan'er, "Second Senior Sister has worked hard to cook soup for you, you are better than the current one, all of them are not cultivating, and they are still playing here! Come here, one After drinking all the soup, immediately go to Yuqiong Peak to listen to the piano and practice!"

All the disciples took a step back.

Second Senior Sister... make soup for them?

Thinking of her gloomy face in the past, they all shivered, when did she do things for them.

Is this soup safe to drink?

"Sister Seven, I have already taken Bigu Pill."

"Yes! Me too..."

"Um, me too."

Pop!

The five immortal rope around Hang Wan'er's waist was pulled on the ground. On the spot, the brown soil cracked in circles from where they were standing!

"What are you saying, speak up."

A group of disciples:

Yan Yan smiled bitterly, "I'll come first, do you have my share?"

Hang Wan'er said angrily, "all."

Speaking, she took out the bowls and dishes from the mustard bag and distributed them to everyone, she also kept a porcelain bowl in her hand.

Hang Wan'er sighed.

This rich aroma seems to be born in the depths of the secret realm, with hundreds of branches of vines, these vine leaves are constantly drifting in the wind, caressing the tip of her nose, her lips, let her I couldn't help taking a deep breath and almost fell drunk.

At this moment, the pores all over the body are opening comfortably, and the dantian trembles lightly.

And within a few breaths, the strong fragrance of this domineering game spreads from the square inch of the soup pot to the entire sword forest!

The disciples, who were reluctant to hold the porcelain bowl, had a pleasant look on their tanned faces from sword training.

"This...is it made by Second Senior Sister?"

The most sturdy Zhao Ran, ranked sixteenth, held the sword and couldn't help but wiped his mouth, but unfortunately he didn't wipe anything.

Holding the bowl, he subconsciously took two steps towards the iron pot.

"What's the hurry? There are all, come one by one." Hang Wan'er also suppressed her appetite, meditated that she was already fast, and suppressed the greed that she wanted to enjoy all the pot, in order of the disciples , to Yan Yan and the rest of the disciples, each person scoops a tablespoon into the empty bowl in order.

This oil bead landed on the bottom of the white porcelain bowl, swayed gently, and the heat rose, which was really beautiful.

Suddenly, the sound of saliva came one after another.

"Senior sister, what about me? I don't have a bowl!" The disciple who was just happy because the bowl was empty in front of him was about to cry when he saw it now.

"Didn't you just say that you took Bigu Pill?"

“Sister…I was wrong…”

Hang Wan'er snorted and gave her bowl to him, "drink it first, and then wash the dishes with spiritual water for those who are not on the wheel."

Before she finished speaking, a loud gudong swallow sounded in Jianlin.

Everyone immediately looked at Zhao Ran, who was ranked 16th and burly, and saw that he eagerly picked up the bowl, swallowed it whole, and the pale golden liquid flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Soon he stiffened and let out a long, comfortable sigh that seemed to come from the depths of the sea of ​​​​knowledge, but his face changed drastically, and he suddenly raised his sword, everyone thought he was in an accident At that time, he saw that he actually bounced the soup that was about to drip into his robe with a sword, and shot it into his mouth again.

Not a single drop would fall.

The corners of the disciples’ mouths were stunned.

"It's unsightly, Little Sixteen."

"I just saw Brother Sixteen taking two bigu pills!"

"Sixteenth brother, we are also immortals, how come here?"

Everyone couldn't help laughing and laughing, but they also took the bowls in their hands curiously to taste.

As a result, the moment their lips touched the edge of the bowl, they all stopped talking.

Mixed in the fascinating aroma, there is an extremely abundant spiritual energy, and when I inhale it, I actually feel that my dantian trembles.

They hurriedly raised their arms, increasing the arc of the dishes.

The warm golden liquid flows smoothly into the tips of their teeth and through their throats.

The second pulse of the governor sank directly to the dantian.

Before the bowl was put down, the meridians around their bodies were already running fast, and their dantian was hot.

The sword in their hands almost fell to the ground.

A steady stream of spiritual energy poured into their meridians, and the speed at which the dantian absorbed the spiritual energy was at least five times faster than normal meditation!

"Seventh Senior Sister, I...is our sword forest dissipated?"

The sword forest to Qiongfeng is filled with the powerful sword qi left by the senior brother Xiao Muge, as well as the mixed sword qi left by other disciples practicing swords every day, causing the surrounding area to be very sharp.

Even if they were sword cultivators and sword cultivators, in this sword forest, the absorption of spiritual energy was extremely difficult, at most three or four out of ten.

But now... they all feel that this spiritual energy is not obedient, and they can absorb it how they want!

The whole group of disciples turned red, almost bowed their heads, and licked the soup bowl that was already empty in their hands.

What soup is this?

No, where is this soup, this is clearly Ju Ling powdered water!

The taste is delicious and the stamina is overbearing. The speed of cultivation has accelerated, and they have only read about it in the introduction to the gathering of spirit powder at the sect exchange office!

Hang Wan'er is stupid, is she a spirit-gathering fan?

"Senior Sister Seven, Spirit Gathering Powder is so useful, no wonder you need a bottle of a thousand spirit stones. Hey, I'm not willing to buy it in March, so I'll go to the exchange office to buy a bottle tomorrow!"

"Yeah, no wonder the cultivation speed of the first-class peaks and second-class peaks is so fast."

"Yes, I take this powdered water, and I also feel that I am a genius in cultivation! I feel that if I take it all the time, I will be able to refine the ninth level of Qi next month!"

This group of poorly gifted disciples has always been slow to improve their cultivation. For the first time, they felt the surging sense of unimpeded spiritual power, and their eyes glowed one by one.

Soon, the sixteenth junior brother Zhao Ran, who was the first to take it, finally recovered, excited and surprised, "I didn't expect the second senior sister to be willing to give us so many spirit gathering powders, this How many spirit stones do you need for the vat?"

When he said that, all the disciples were stunned, and their faces flashed with shame.

They didn't want to drink it just now, and they questioned her behind her back, and they got her favor.

"This bowl alone, at least three hundred spirit stones!"

"Then this pot is probably five thousand spirit stones, right?"

The brothers and sisters are excited to guess.

Hang Wan'er listened, a hint of surprise overflowed on her pretty face. It turns out that the second senior sister has been in the small kitchen these days, concocting alchemy. It turns out that she has been painstakingly researching the cultivation problems of all the disciples of Zhi Qiong Peak!

But when she looked at the golden and clear soup, she was stunned, "This... is not a spirit gathering powder."

All the younger brothers and sisters: "Huh?"

Hang Wan'er took out the jade bottle that Qingqiu had lost to her from the mustard bag with a strange expression, a bottle of spirit gathering powder from the sect exchange office. Open the jade cover and show it to Zhao Ran and others in front of him.

"Juling powder is soluble in water, colorless and odorless."

After taking a closer look, Zhao Ran immediately disliked it, "I feel that this spiritual energy is not as rich as the soup given by the second sister."

Other disciples nodded.

Hang Wan'er took a breath, "you just said that after taking this soup, the training speed will be increased by four or five times?"

"Yes."

"Yes, I finally know what it means to be gifted!"

Everyone is talking.

Hang Wan'er immediately turned her fair face and looked in the direction of the small kitchen in the backyard with admiration. In her mind, Su Yu stood with her hands behind her back and was dressed in ginger. She was very dazzling.

"After taking the Juling Powder, the cultivation speed of foundation building will increase by about 20%, and the Qi refining will increase by about 40%." Hang Wan'er has been taking the Juling Powder for three days, and she has a deep understanding.

“??”

Can only increase 40% of the spirit gathering powder? That bowl of golden soup just now made them at least five times better!

The whole bamboo forest was silent.

This soup is really not the same thing as Juling Powder, it is much stronger than that!

Yan Yan also put down the empty bowl in his hand, "Did she say, what is the name of this Huatang Dan powder?"

Hang Waner's red lips parted slightly, "...it seems to be called Bazhen Mushroom...soup."

Bazhen Fungus Soup Dan Powder!

The younger brothers and sisters all looked fascinated, just listening to the name, it really looks like a spirit gathering powder.

But soon a disciple with a good memory said, "Sister Seven, I remember you just said that these soups were made by the second sister—you mean, the second sister personally put the powder in the pot. Did it melt in the water?"

Hang Wan'er took a deep breath, "no."

"Listen, what I'm about to say is amazing, but it's true."

All the brothers and sisters: "?"

Hang Wan'er looked at the small kitchen reverently, "she made it. This eight precious mushroom soup powder is refined by our second sister."

!

!

Everyone gasped, took the bowl and rubbed back.

Although they are not as long as the core disciples, they all know the situation of the second senior sister.

How can she alchemy?

Isn’t she a sword cultivator, didn’t she mutate five spiritual roots and become a cultivator with low aptitude!

How come you suddenly concocted pills, and even made pills that are better than the sect gathering powder!

"Sister Seven's words are really scary."

"Brother Sixteen, am I dreaming, you pinch me?"

"Don't make trouble, I'm in my dream too."

Hang Waner: "…"

She said with a stern face, "Second Senior Sister is working hard for us now, don't let her chill anymore, cultivate well in the future, and treat her with more respect."

Yan Yan stood aside, expressionless, but there was a bit of moving and approval in the cat's eyes.

Her words made all the brothers and sisters recover for a long time.

Their thoughts are disordered, and the deliciousness of mushroom soup remains between their lips and teeth.

The exercises in the body run fast, just like stepping on the clouds.

I thought that the elder brother was missing, they are all humble disciples without protection.

A third-class peak exists in name only.

Unexpectedly, the second senior sister actually refined such a pill powder for them to take.

Is this better than the treatment of first- and second-class disciples?

Everyone is moved.

"I... shouldn't be talking about Senior Sister behind my back just now."

"Seventh Senior Sister, I was wrong."

"Senior sister is right, I will go to Yuqiong Peak now to refine Bazhen Mushroom Tang Dan powder!"

"Well, me too, step up to Yuqiongfeng to listen to the piano and practice. I don't know if the acceleration effect can be maintained for a few days. Thank you second senior sister for the medicine."

"Sixth Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister, if you want any more monsters, tell me, I will go to the exchange office to buy it for her next time." Jianxiu, who was responsible for spreading the word to Yan Yan and Su Yu, The eighteenth junior brother took the initiative to undertake the task, and hurried to Yuqiong Peak after speaking.

For a while, everyone went to practice!

Hang Wan'er was full of relief.

Since the elder brother also disappeared, the younger brothers and sisters have not spoken, but in fact their hearts have been corrupted. Losing a major pillar, there has been no hot scene for everyone to forge ahead to Qiong Peak for a long time.

She clenched her fists, "Senior Brother Six, I suddenly feel that I have a far-reaching vision. In this competition, we may be able to reach the second peak!"

Yan Yan twitched his eyebrows and feet, and silently supported his right hand on the spirit sword at his waist, "Then you can break through to the middle stage of foundation building as soon as possible."

Hang Wan'er snorted, "sixth senior brother too. Sixth senior brother, don't lose to me, vomit—"

Yan Yan: "…"

I don't know if Second Senior Sister has any medicine for her.

Yuqiong Peak.

Qian Qingqiu finished the song and looked around.

Half-pay stood up, walked to Lin Zhen in the small pavilion by the water, hated that iron was not steel, "Did you desert again?"

Lin Zhen who is practicing: "?"

Qian Qingqiu looked to the edge of the rockery where a group of disciples from Qiongfeng were temporarily cultivating in the distance, "The Qi-refining sword cultivators in Zhiqiong can stir the spiritual energy of heaven and earth faster than you are in the middle stage of foundation building. How dare you say you're not lazy?"

Lin Zhen:

"Exercise two hours a day."

Lin Zhen: "!"

You are wrong!

In the Nanxun faction, 108 Fengtou is busy everywhere, and all the Fengtou disciples are preparing for the big competition.

When the winter sweet-scented osmanthus blooms, it is finally time for the first round of the competition - the third-level peak challenge.

Wufengjiefeng who wants to challenge the third-rank peak can send a challenge letter to him within three days. Three days later, on the Bidou Tower in the center of Nanxun, there will be twelve arenas guarded by the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Each ring is guarded by a third-class peak. If you lose, let the wise winner.

The challenges of the twelve third-class peaks are all announced on the task bar in front of the tower.

Always available for reference.

"The 58 peaks challenged us... I knew they took advantage of the danger." The blue-robed disciple standing on a wooden boat, wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a suitcase, glanced at a distance scolded.

"It's definitely not going to go to Qiongfeng."

"Haha, I wonder if they have withdrawn the spirit stone from the third peak this year? After the competition, it is not theirs."

The blue robe disciple looked ugly.

But the nun beside him comfortably pressed his shoulder.

"It's okay, Dong Lang, I have already sent a jade slip to my senior brother. If you Zhiqiongfeng lose the third-class rank, just live together on our Yuqiongfeng, and we are second-class. Feng resources are better than you."

The blue-robed and hat-hatted male cultivator immediately nodded his head like he was pecking at rice, "Yingying, thank you. I'll go back to the mountain and tell the brothers."

The two exchanged for a while, then they separated and returned to each peak.

Not long after, the blue-robed and bucket hat male cultivator steered the flying boat and landed to the top of Qiongfeng.

From a distance, he saw Wei Zhao sitting in a wheelchair, next to Hang Waner in red, standing side by side with a female cultivator in a turmeric dress who could only see her back.

"Senior Brother Three, Sister Seven, I'm back!"

He took off his hat, revealing a handsome face with red lips and white teeth, peach blossom eyes, and a flowing style.

"Tell you the good news, it's okay for us to lose tomorrow, we can all move to the second-class Yuqiong Peak. I told Yingying that Yuqiongfeng is full of spiritual energy, so we will Thirty-nine people, there is no problem with borrowing."

Wei Zhao and Hang Waner were startled.

Su Yu, who was standing beside them with his hands behind his back, finally looked away from the thriving chicken, turned his head to look at the very handsome male cultivator in front of him, and saw that he was tall and tall. Good looking.

The letter in the mustard bag around her waist was a faint line of ink.

After the disappearance of his master, he deeply felt that it was useless to cultivate to the Nascent Soul, and cultivating immortals was a dead end. I am afraid that he will go astray, when his lifespan will be exhausted, and he will mistake himself for others, and it will be too late to regret it. 】

After Su Yu finished reading, his eyebrows and feet jumped.

Master Su's back kitchen never feeds idle people, and it's even worse to eat soft rice like this.

"Wei Zhao, this is my unsatisfactory fifth junior brother?" Su Yu's red lips parted lightly.

Yu Dong: "!?"

"Where do I not live up to my expectations?" Yu Dong was not angry, Junrong chuckled lightly, "I was running around for Zhi Qiongfeng outside. Compared to me, Senior Sister was in the room all day and didn't see him. Find a place full of spiritual energy for the younger brothers and sisters to practice."

If you don’t live up to your expectations, the first one at Qiongfeng is the second senior sister.

Fortunately, there are three senior brothers who can distinguish right from wrong in charge of the overall situation. Although the seventh junior sister hates male cultivators, it is fair on weekdays.

Yu Dong said with a smile and asked, "I'm more competitive than the second sister. The third brother, the seventh sister, do you think it is true or not?"

"Yes—you bastard!" Hang Wan'er wanted to hit him at once, "You can compare the big things that the second sister has done?"

Yu Dong: "!?"

Wei Zhao also frowned, "Five junior brother, how many days have you been overdue? Tomorrow's big competition, you will only return today, and you will offend senior sister as soon as you come back. It is a mistake and a mistake. You will be fined to copy Nanxun Gate. Two volumes."

Yu Dong couldn't believe it.

He finally managed to finish the future of Qiongfeng, and who is he rushing back now? He has no use for the uncertain Second Senior Sister?

They all helped her teach him a lesson?

Senior Brother, you have changed! Seventh Junior Sister, why are you like this?

He looked at the two of them in disappointment and sorrow, but a jade slip flew down in the air