Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

    In the heart formation, the sword energy was empty.

    Break through!

    Yan Yan held the slightly hot dragon scale sword and stared at the empty white china bone dish in the mustard seed bag.

    This bone plate reminds him that nothing is an illusion.

    True.

    She really made a pill that made him understand the sword intent and enhance the sword heart.

    It's just that this pill is not given to monks, but fed back to the spirit sword!

    He has never seen such wonderful things in the sect books.

    'Sixth Junior Brother, Second Senior Sister is working hard for us now, and has paid a lot... As time goes by, you will realize...'

    Yan Yan was absent.

    After half-paying, he looked at the blood-stained dragon-scale sword in his hand. He pursed his lips tightly, squeezed the Water Spirit Art, and washed every corner of the sword. Wipe with a snow-white cotton cloth, and finally put it into the mustard bag with care.

    After finishing, the corners of his mouth relaxed a little.

    But just as he was about to step out of the questioning circle, a loud shout came from outside.

    "Stinky boy, get out of here!"

    In an instant, the heart formation opened, and Yan Yan was caught out of the formation by a strong suction.

    "Stinky boy, you actually sucked my sword energy!"

      Brother Dan!"

    Yan Yan was stunned.

    Sucking sword energy? He refrained from touching the mustard bag.

    Just now he was as natural as drinking water, as if there was a feeling that the spirit sword absorbed the surrounding sword energy.

    He was stunned.

    It is not a master, nor is it taught by a master.

    The slender figure in the turmeric skirt suddenly appeared in his mind.

    The dragon scale sword is refined into the cloud swallowing demon flower.

    Its stamens are like needles, piercing the prey, and can be dragged into the bud to devour and suck. Could it be that his sword can also absorb the sword energy that does not belong to him?

    Is this the characteristic of the Dragon Scale Sword after being upgraded to a third-grade spiritual weapon?

    Yan Yan looked strange.

    He entered the mountain late, and he did not know that she was such a genius who did not lose to the big brother.

    She can make a sword pill that transforms the spirit sword, which shows how much talent she has in kendo. Such a genius has become a waste. If it is him, can he keep his mood intact?

    "After the third round, Wanjiangu has been enlightened for ten days, let's go!"

    The old man in the white robe shot the wooden sign together with a white jade medicine bottle at him.

    Yan Yan was stunned, "Thank you Elder Zhang, I will pay you back in the future."

    "Humph, I still don't know the situation of your reaching Qiongfeng? Let's keep the position of the third-level peak first!" The white-robed old man waved his sleeves impatiently.

    Yan Yan respectfully thank you.

     Turning around, he flew into the sky with the sword, "Elder, I will go to the sect exchange office first, and then go to the Valley of Swords."

    “??”

    She asked him to go to the exchange office every day to see if there was any new spiritual material, and he didn't have time to go today.

    Yan Yan said goodbye immediately and walked on his sword.

    Also, from now on, he will completely abandon the blood-devouring sword technique.

    Gui Yijian, she has pointed the way for him!

    The sky above Wanjian Mountain.

    "You can see clearly that the disciple of Zhi Qiongfeng with a damaged sword failed to enter the battle? He also took a bottle of elder's wound medicine?"

    Xu Meng, who had a knife on his shoulder, was walking back to the mountain with Junior Brother Yujian, and looked at the Qi refining disciple who came to report in astonishment.

     "Yes, I saw it very clearly. He was shot out of the questioning formation by the elder annoyed, covered in blood, and he left without going to Wanjian Valley for enlightenment after he came out."

    Xu Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

    Fortunately, he thought that before Xiao Muge went down the mountain, he left some treasures for his juniors. The previous Yin Xiu had just broken through, and this Jian Xiu had broken through again.

    It's good to fail now, and it's nothing to be afraid of if you haven't passed the third question.

    "The elder is really partial. I went to fight yesterday, why didn't he give me the elixir?! Brother, I will ask the elder!"

    Xu Meng couldn't help laughing, "Go, I'll go back to the peak first."

    An annoyed voice filled with the power of Nascent Soul resounded through the sky.

    “Go away—no entry for half a year!”

    Xu Meng:

    Besides the third question, the white-haired old man closed his eyes again.

    What waste? Can you also be treated like a wizard who is neutrally enlightened and Jianxin leans in the questioning formation?

    Tianshengzong.

    "Second Senior Sister, you said Fourth Senior Brother can still recover, just today?"

    Mei Zhener smiled, "Yes, at midnight at the latest."

    Today is what Mrs. Liu told her, the day when the juniors and juniors who grow up with her will practice magic skills and lose their blood.

    It is the will of God that we will rise and fall together.

    "I have let him meditate in meditation, you guys don't be impatient."

    During her words, the magic formula was automatically running, and a red and purple aura poured into her body from the southeast.

    However, for a moment, the influx of breath was interrupted, and a thicker red and purple breath was pulled from her body and escaped into the southeast.

    Mei Zhener frowned.

    "That's great, Senior Sister, we must not disturb the Fourth Senior Brother to enter the meditation!" The other Senior Brothers and Sisters smiled at each other.

    But Mei Zhener moved the beads on her wrist, and a gray figure appeared, "Xiao Zhener, it's not good! Something has changed, let your junior brother stop!"

    As soon as the voice fell, before Mei Zhener's face changed, a flying sword fell very quickly.

    "Second Senior Sister, it's not good!"

    "The fourth senior brother was in the middle of the meditation, vomiting blood, and his meridians were broken. The master said that he could no longer cultivate!"

    "How come? Didn't Senior Sister say that Fourth Senior Brother will recover tonight?!" All the Junior Brothers were dumbfounded.

    Mei Zhener was stunned.

    The aged face in the mist of beads sank, "Recently, luck has gone wrong many times, it may be that your luck is too strong, and the ordinary monks around you can't bear the blessings you give. its harm."

    Mei Zhener was stunned, then heaved a sigh of relief,

    It's not that her luck is thin.

    "The day before yesterday, I asked a few elders to find monks with profound blessings and introduce me to my peak. Nanxun Sect, Longyin Sect, and Ruyi Sect are about to compete. connect."

    The old man in the mist nodded.

     "That's right, all elites have luck and luck around them, and they will introduce you to your peak. At that time, they will complement your luck, and it will be difficult for others to shake you half a point."

    To Dome.

    Su Yu was thinking about a new recipe in the small kitchen, and after a while, Yan Yan, who was dressed in vigorous clothes and had a pale face, pushed Wei Zhao over.

    The expressions of both of them were unprecedented. Seeing that she was busy, they stood outside the small kitchen and did not dare to disturb her.

    It was Su Yu who washed his hands before turning around to see them silent, like quails.

    She raised her eyebrows, "What is the pestle doing there?"

    "Failed to enter the battle?" Su Yu wiped his hands and pondered, "Give me the handwritten note, I'll think about how to improve."

    As long as the general direction is right, the completion of innovative dishes is only a matter of time.

    Yan Yan was absent.

    Improve?

    Now four Jade Sword Pills will raise the second-grade spirit sword to third-grade, let him realize the sword intent, and the sword heart has reached the threshold. If it is improved, how many grades can the Dragon Scale Sword reach?

    A tenth-grade spirit sword, can it really be achieved in this world?

    "It didn't fail, the sixth junior brother succeeded in the battle," Wei Zhao hurriedly replied for the stupid Yan Yan, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, "He thought it was invalid at first, but he didn't expect that The Jade Sword Pill is actually used for swords!"

    Master Su who is full of confidence and strong light: "???"

    Wei Zhao was busy telling the story of what he had just heard.

    Su Yu's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this, and took the taking note filled out by Yan Yan.

    [Benefit: Jianxin is diligent, breaking through to the second major consummation of unity.

    Touch: feel the resonance of the arm meridian and the dragon scale sword…

    Appearance: Seeing the blade from scratch…

    Hearing: After taking it, the spirit sword buzzing in the ear…

    Taste: slightly cool in the mouth, sweet and silky like a sword…]

    Su Yu:

    This test report...how can the taste be as smooth as the spirit sword?

    And the touch, the look, the hearing…

    Is this serious?

    "Sixth Junior Brother's Kenshin problem has always been difficult to solve, this time I am really grateful to Senior Sister." Wei Zhao sat in a wheelchair and bowed respectfully to her.

    Yan Yan's ears were also slightly warm, and he looked at Su Yu with serious eyes.

    In the future, except for injustices, as long as he doesn't die and pays off these kindnesses, he is willing to be driven by her.

    Faced with the faint admiration and surrender of these two people, Master Su knew that the most critical moment for team cohesion had come.

    She calmly put her hands behind her back, raised her eyes and looked at the sunset.

    Wei Zhao:

    Yan Yan:

    Listening to Su Yu's painting of the big picture of the future, the two of them really flickered, as if they saw a strong future that climbed all the way to Qiongfeng.

    After a while, Yan Yan remembered that he was busy taking out the shed skin of the second-grade spirit snake just bought from the exchange office from the mustard seed bag, as well as some other fresh first-grade demon beast flesh and spirit materials.

    Divided into categories, already packed and handed over to Su Yu.

    "I passed the third questioning formation, and I went to Wanjian Valley for ten days of enlightenment. As long as I didn't settle down, I would go to the exchange office to buy things every day, send them back, and then clean the chicken coop and kitchen."

    Yan Yan solemnly promises.

    "You...Senior," he blushed, screaming like a mosquito, "If you need the animal bones I chop, you can pass the book to me with Feijian. I will rush back to the peak. Finish."

    From the reluctance at the beginning to the self-consciousness now, the subjective initiative of the kitchen members has greatly improved.

    Master Su is very pleased.

    But in the kitchen, personal growth is also very important.

    Su Yu waved his hand, "Conscientiously comprehend, don't be distracted. I'll ask your third brother to assign another disciple to me."

    Yan Yan gave her a deep look before Yu Jian left.

    Su Yu stuffed the taking note into the mustard bag with satisfaction, his eyes twinkling.

     Cooking in the Immortal Cultivation World is more and more interesting, and the spirit sword can even serve 'vegetable'. And it seems that the Sixth Junior Brother's Jianxin problem has also been solved to a certain extent, and the old age is in sight.

    She smiled, but soon the smile faded.

    Her chef is gone again.

    The 10-day interruption of the food-testing business has really dragged down the progress of developing new dishes.

    New dishes are the sharp sword of a chef!

    She immediately looked at the handwritten note left by the cheap senior brother in the mustard seed bag.

    By order—

      As time goes by, the second junior sister needs to pay more attention to her movements, fearing that she will provoke the insidious people with high cultivation and hurt herself. 】

    Su Yu's eyes show admiration, this girl is actually a scumbag destroyer.

    However, in the novel, this little junior sister had a tragic ending. She exposed the dark secret of the young master of the Hehuan sect who killed the female cultivator. As a result, the scumbag hated her, borrowed the male protagonist's sixth-grade Lingbao Fu Yuanjian, cut off her mind, and made a puppet to play with.

    Su Yu frowned and pinched his fingers. Before the Nanxun Grand Competition, the young sect master was still in the Hehuan Sect, and he didn't go out to meet this junior sister.

    It's too late.

    "Well, it's time to call back my chivalrous seventh sister."

    She has to make up for it.

    Wei Zhao:

    Wanjian Valley, Yan Yan sat cross-legged under a boulder, carefully took the dragon scale sword out of the mustard seed bag, placed it on his knees cherishly, and then looked up at the boulder three inches deep sword marks.

    For three days in a row, he was enlightened here.

    "Junior Brother, I'll pick you up in ten days."

    The voice of Senior Sister Pangfeng admonishing the disciples of Jianxiu came from behind the boulder, and Yan Yan's eyes flashed with suppressed envy.

    But this time, he quickly grasped the two-footed sword with dragon scale pattern in his right hand, and pressed his left hand on the mustard bag holding an empty white china bone dish, his tight lips loosened, Raised slightly.

    He woke up last night and went to the exchange office to pick up some fresh 2nd rank snake molting, which she said she wanted yesterday. After the sunrise, he returned to the mountain and gave her the new spiritual material, so as not to disturb her sleep too early.

    But when the sun rises in the east, the blush gradually rises, Yan Yan is about to stand up and return to the peak, but he hears a pretty voice calling him in the air.

    "Sixth Senior Brother!"

    Yan Yan looked up, and saw several fiery red satin fluttering, pretty figures stepping on them, with a hint of the fragrance of the flamboyant begonia, slowly falling outside Wanjian Mountain.

    "Seventh Junior Sister?" Yan Yan was stunned.

    But when she looked at him, she covered her red lips and frowned, "Senior brother, don't talk, I can't hear men's voices."

    Yan Yan smiled wryly.

    Since cultivating the Qi Emotions and Six Desires Gong, the junior sister has seen a lot of bad-hearted men, and she hates male cultivators more and more. It is said that there are especially many men who are jianxiu who are chaotic and abandoned.

    Just a moment later, Hang Waner threw a jade bottle, "the third brother passed the jade slip to me, saying that you were enlightened in Wanjian Valley. This elixir can be taken when you are overwhelmed, it can help Brother has an epiphany."

    After saying that, she walked on the ribbon.

    Yan Yan was taken aback.

    Second Grade Qingling Pill.

    "Thank you, Junior Sister!"

    The streamer figure in mid-air shook, and a retching sound came.

    Yan Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she quickly shouted.

    "Junior sister stay, are you going back to the mountain? I have a spirit snake shedding skin and some monster beast flesh and blood. If you drop by the way, bring it to...Second Senior Sister."

    The streamer wobbled and landed again.

    "Second Senior Sister?"

    Hang Wan'er in red was a little surprised.

    But looking at the fresh **** flesh and blood of the monster in his hand, she frowned suddenly with a pair of delicate eyebrows.

    "Why give her this?"

    This book was bought with her spirit stone.

    Yan Yan was about to explain, but was interrupted.

    "This is **** and terrifying. What should I do if I scare Second Senior Sister?"

    "?"

    "Senior brother, you are so wrong. Although she has a quirky temper and doesn't treat us well, she is a miserable person. You can ignore her, but why make fun of her? Bullying, bullying Female cultivator, senior brother, do you want your face?"

    “!…”

    This is what she wants!

     "Sixth Senior Brother, I will hand over this to Third Senior Brother, and let him teach you a lesson! Vomit!"

    Hang Wan'er's face was pale, her eyes were tightly closed, she couldn't bear to see his depravity, and hurriedly flew towards Qiongfeng.

    The corner of Yan Yan's mouth twitched.

    When he didn't listen to the fourth senior brother before, was he so hateful?

    Standing half-paid, he returned to Wanjian Valley with a dark face.

    Hang Waner stood on the toes on the streamer and flew back to the head of Qiongfeng.

     During several times, the tall sword-wielding figure who ruthlessly ripped off her mother's fingers and pushed her seriously ill body to the ground flashed in her mind... She suppressed the surging nausea and quickly rushed to Now it is placed in the room of the third senior brother in the other courtyard.

    "Senior brother, I'm back."

    Faced with Wei Zhao, who lost her spiritual power, her pale face also softened a bit.

    "How are you feeling these past few days, what is the urgency of sending me a jade slip? By the way, the sixth brother asked me to bring the blood of the monster to the second sister, trying to intimidate her, I stopped him Now, things will be handed over to you."

    Wei Zhao was stunned when he heard it, and half-paid couldn't help laughing, "It's not a threat, it was your second senior sister who asked him to buy it."

    Hang Wan'er was startled.

    What do you want the blood of a monster?

    But since Senior Brother Six is ​​not bullying Second Senior Sister, it is not within her jurisdiction. She was relieved, and there was a little joy on her face.

    "Third Senior Brother, I see that you look quite energetic."

    "Where's your golden rope?" His face changed greatly.

    Hang Waner's eyes were like water, and she dodged for a moment, "I'm broken."

    "Broken?" Wei Zhao was immediately annoyed, "How did you break it? It can bind Jindan cultivator for two breaths of time, and it was specially found for you by the senior brother, just to protect yourself. So you went to provoke someone above Jindan?"

    Hang Wan'er bit her lip, "Who made that person look good, there are three or four Taoist companions, and he deceived more than a dozen female qi cultivators, I'm just exposing his true face! Who knows that he is so angry that he is ashamed , shameless, want to start building a foundation on me, vomit!"

    Wei Zhao frowned, these people really deserve to be punished.

    "But you should be smart, and don't forget how much you have cultivated. If you lose it, you won't be able to save these female cultivators in the future."

    "Brother, don't worry, I wore the veil and ran fast. He didn't know I was from the Nanxun faction and couldn't find me." Hang Wan'er said, her fair face also sighed, "Only It's a pity that the golden rope that my senior brother gave me... I'll go to the sect refiner later to see if it can be repaired."

    Wei Zhao frowned, "Is it so simple to repair a spiritual tool?"

    Speaking, he stopped abruptly, and couldn't help thinking of a fluttering figure standing with his hands behind his back.

    "Seventh Senior Sister, you go to your Second Senior Sister now!"

    Hang Wan'er: "?"

    She was about to ask when the door of the room clicked from the outside, and then creaked open.

    "What are you looking for?" A beautiful voice sounded.

    Hang Wan'er looked up and saw Su Yu in a long turmeric dress at a glance. She pushed in the door and walked in. She was graceful and elegant, her eyebrows and eyes were comfortable, her hands were slender, and she was holding a square saucer.

    She was stunned for a moment, which was very different from the dull and gloomy Second Senior Sister in her memory.

    "Senior Sister, Seventh Junior Sister is back," Wei Zhao said eagerly, "Her golden rope is broken, can Senior Sister have a way to fix it?"

    Hang Wan'er was surprised.

    What can I do?

    But she was puzzled, she was overjoyed when she saw Su Yu, "Senior sister, have you broken through?!"

    Su Yu also looked at Hang Waner with joy.

    This is the seventh sister who saw the injustice and helped her?

    She is kind-hearted and graceful, which gave her an inspiration for new dishes. You know, some recipes are specially designed for girl maintenance. And she has been circling around these juniors and brothers in recent days, and she has no chance to perform for the girls at all.

    Now, I finally meet a lovely girl who is brave and brave, and Master Su is willing to cook for her!

    "It's all trivial. Come here and tell senior sister what you like to eat."

    "?"

    Wei Zhao interrupted with a wry smile, "Senior sister, it's not the medicine pill, it's the golden rope that needs to be repaired urgently."

    Su Yu was startled.

    "Second-grade magic weapon that can bind monks or monsters, Sister Seven, quickly take out the damaged golden rope and show it to Senior Sister." Wei Zhao called out.

    This time, Hang Wan'er finally remembered her business, and took out a blue-striped silver-wire python skin and a group of monsters and bones in the mustard bag and handed it to her.

    Finally, she bit her lip and took out a cloud of gold threads wrapped in the handkerchief.

    About 30 feet long, it was broken into two large and small pieces at this moment, lost the spiritual light of the magic weapon, the surface was dark and dark, and could no longer be turned into a rope by the spiritual force.

    After taking a look, Su Yu looked strange, turned and walked out of the room.

    Wei Zhao frowned.

    Hang Wan'er looked blank: "Second Senior Sister is angry?"

    But not long after, Su Yu came back with an amphora in both hands.

    Placing it on the wooden table, she opened the lid of the jar with her bare hands, and suddenly an overflowing aroma of fat and meat filled the room and gusted her nostrils.

    Looking at the pot, the color is red and the juice is thick and oily.

    Su Yu took out a large bamboo woven fence and fished it out of the earthen pot.

    "Seventh Junior Sister, can you use these?"

    "It's quite fragrant, but I'm already fasting..." Hang Waner chuckled and shook her head, but she still looked curiously.

    When I saw it, I lost my voice.

    In this large bamboo woven fence, there are four meandering silk ropes of gold and red, or gold and green, or silver and gray. , but at this moment, it was tied round and round to the dripping fat hoof with a strong meat fragrance in the fence.

    Wei Zhao:

    Hang Wan'er: "!"

    Su Yu picked up the blue-striped silver-wire python skin on the table again and pondered.

    "If you like the blue and silver thread, you have to wait for tomorrow. Hey, it's all your fault, Sixth Senior Brother, who found it today."