Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

    Inverted small kitchen, in the remote backyard of Zhiqiongfeng.

    The reason why Su Yu didn't change place is because he feels that the chef pays attention to physical strength, and the knife worker stands on the back of the spoon and does not need strength. Therefore, every day from her own courtyard to the small seat, she can be considered to be active.

    In addition, along the way, you can also view the daily situation of Zhi Qiong, her entire kitchen.

    But now the three rays of sunshine fall and fall in the remote backyard, it is very conspicuous.

    "What's that?"

    "There is no one else except the small kitchen of my sister."

    “…Senior sister is concocting alchemy again?”

    "His."

    Even Yan Yan, who continued to practice in Jianlin, couldn't help but stop his sword moves and looked there with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

    However—

    In the kitchenette.

    Hang Wan'er and Su Yu are facing each other.

    Half-pay or Su Yu coughed lightly, defeated by the lingering admiration of the younger sister, and looked down at Wujin's plate.

    After the red glow dissipated, there was a golden hairpin shining brightly on the Wujin bone plate at this moment.

    The head of the golden hairpin is like a small coral branch with four branches.

    This is the hot and sour chicken feet she made?

    In the bun, it must be shaken three times in one step, and the treasure is overflowing.

    Su Yu supported her forehead.

    "Teacher, teacher, sister..." Hang Wan'er also covered her red lips in shock.

    I can't believe it, she spit it out, grandpa!

    Su Yu is also fortunate.

    Fortunately, Master Su always pays attention to details and cleans the chicken feet.

    Now this hairpin is all gilded with no flaws, otherwise it would be funny.

    Master Su was able to bear enough, and soon his face calmed down, "Yes. It looks very suitable for you. Senior sister has already said that it is specially prepared for you and the junior sisters. You wear it. try."

    Try it and try it...you can't get it once you try it.

    Hang Wan'er reached out her hand cautiously, picked up the golden hairpin, and took a breath.

    Three rouge-colored gems the size of pearls and rice grains, dropped on the gold tassels, trembling when they were picked up, overflowing with the rays of light from the three treasures, as if they were the authentication of the heavens that just fell from the sky.

    Superior Grade Three Magical Artifacts!

     Her original double hairpin was only a second-grade low-level magic weapon, filled with aura, can stab and stab the enemy, no extra decoration, no additional power, just a common attack magic weapon, covered with red gold .

    Hang Wan'er clutched her chest, which was jumping like a chicken, she couldn't help but touched the fringe on her hairpin, her face was blushing, and the joy overflowed from her eyes, holding her breath Taking a breath, I carefully picked up the step-shaking hairpin with both hands and put it on my temples.

    This rouge gem lining her delicate face.

    "Well, it's quite beautiful to match your red clothes," Su Yu nodded cheekily, "Next time you want other styles, tell senior sister."

    Hang Wan'er was stunned.

    Other styles? For more than ten years, she has only one pair of golden hairpins, and they have never been replaced no matter where she goes.

    "Let your fifth senior go buy you some makeup boxes," Su Yu looked at the golden hairpin she replaced, "in the future, you can change according to your clothes, mood and occasion."

    Master Su is a person with high aesthetics, and he always pursues details in the combination of colors and shapes.

    Hang Wan'er trembled when she heard it.

    "Cosmetic box..." How many third-grade hairpin magic weapons?

    With just this one, she feels that she is the happiest female nun.

    Hang Wan'er was fluttering, but she soon thought of business.

    "Second Senior Sister, I will send it to the Junior Sisters."

    Su Yu nodded.

    Hang Wan'er was instantly full of strength, but when she stood up from the teacher's chair, she stopped, "then should I inform the younger sisters in advance so that they can be psychologically prepared?"

    "Huh?" Su Yu raised his eyebrows.

    "Eating the pill and spitting out a magic weapon really scared me to death, Second Senior Sister."

    “…”

    Two days later, the last day of the competition is approaching.

    At midnight, Xi Quan was still on time, and Yujian fell in Zhiqiongfeng Jianlin.

    Without saying a word, he threw out six incense sticks, and pulled out Zhang Daoren's fifth-grade spirit sword.

    "Senior Xiquan is offended!"

    "Here I am, look at my sword—"

    "Senior Brother Xi, look at the combination of swords I practiced with Brother Sixteen..."

    Everyone is accustomed to Xi Quan's 'hourly work' style, knowing that he will rush back when he is half past five incense sticks.

    Led by Yan Yan, everyone at Qiongfeng rushed towards Xiquan and the fifth-grade spirit sword.

    Xi Quan nodded secretly.

    Yan Yan has made a lot of progress, his sword qi is restrained, and he is more calm. Others also touched the doorway.

    Yesterday it broke seven or eight out of ten.

    However, it was not enough.

    Xi Quan was awe-inspiring, looking at the fifth incense stick next to her, the red light was already flickering.

    It is far from the strength of the third and top six.

    Time is still too short.

    Cultivation is perseverance. In just a few days, there must be a leap in cultivation and sword tactics, unless there is an adventure.

    "You guys did a great job."

    Xi Quan rarely nodded, but his eyes swept straight to the last red-clothed nun, and he paused.

    In the past few days, she has lost all her energy, and her dignified foundation has fallen behind the younger brothers and sisters who have cultivated qi. In the first day, even if she knelt down, she would still have the strength and tenacity to fly towards him.

    I'm afraid I've been hit.

    Xi Quan sighed and counted.

    "Five sticks of incense and a half, today will arrive—"

    He is going back to the mountains.

    Xi Quan wanted to use his sword to resist, but found a stick of incense in his hand.

    He thought she gave up.

    She's been at the end these days—

    However, when he was distracted, the golden hairpin swayed slightly in his arms, and the four tassel Baoguang suddenly burst out like chains, inserting the spiritual energy in his arms. defense!

    He is at the peak of Jindan, and all the disciples to Qiongfeng are below the foundation. The magic weapon was extremely strange. The four tassel gleaming with precious light, turned into sharp claws, and pierced the back of his arm, the most sparsely protected hand, from a tricky angle.

    For a moment, his right hand seemed to be smashed into flesh by an adult third-grade evil gold claw, unable to move!

    With a few puffs, he shook the four tassel and cut the sixth stick of incense sharply in his hand.

    "Junior sisters, come on!" Hang Waner shouted with a pale face.

    In the blink of an eye, several precious lights, slightly different but similar golden hairpins, flew in unison, rushing towards the sword force released by the fifth-grade spirit sword.

    One after another, four-clawed phantoms scrambled to stab at the same place sharply.

    The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed in the ant nest.

    This ferocious but broken sword, suddenly appeared four larger and larger claw holes, and suddenly dissipated in the air like a building collapsed.

    Xi Quan changed color and took three steps back.

    Even if he reacted quickly, the sword energy and hairpin claws swept across his robe... Claw holes were left behind, torn piece by piece.

    Xi Quan:

    "Thank you for Xiquan's recent guidance."

    The golden hairpin flew back to Hang Wan'er's hands. Her face was pale, but her eyes were full of brilliance.

    Xi Quan pondered, "You were observing my habits a few days ago, and you knew that every time I was in five and a half incense sticks, I was eager to go back to the mountain, and my mind was relaxed. I waited until recently before I shot. "

    Hang Wan'er did not speak.

    A successful hunter will not tell the prey.

     Hovering in the air like a vicious horn, staring hard at the prey until it reveals its flaws.

    Seeing the opportunity, the golden claw came out - this is the revelation given to her by senior sister Phoenix Claw Dan!

    Xi Quan frowned, "Your hairpin method has changed a lot. You are fierce and strange, and you only target people's weak points. You know that I despise you and your defenses are slack. Take the shot and minimize my slack."

    "I didn't expect that in just a few days, your hairpin and your seven emotions and six desires will become one."

    Xi Quan sighed that many monks could not do it in their entire lives, and they were in harmony with the methods of mind and practice.

    Practicing the Qi Emotions and Six Desires exercises, I am good at comprehending the changes in people's hearts.

    With the change of her magic weapon, she made a sudden attack and achieved twice the result with half the effort.

    Xi Quan nodded, and his eyes couldn't help but have some appreciation that he didn't have the day before.

    Hang Wan'er looked at the small kitchen from a distance, with a moving expression.

    The second sister taught her.

    Phoenix Claw Dan's evil name phantom, let her comprehend—

    Looking back at the road, her chance turned out to be in the heart.

    It turns out that she is not weak, but has never found her own way.

    She mistakenly thought that she could fight with others like ordinary sword cultivators, but in fact it was not suitable for her.

    From today onwards, Hang Wan'er is a bad name!

    "To Qiongfeng, five and a half incense sticks today, break it."

    Xi Quan retracted his sword, but his face changed after speaking, and he hurried to the sky.

    Oops, he still has half a column of incense, and when it’s time to return to Wanjian Mountain, he is still talking here.

    He flew three feet away in an instant, only to drop a heavy echo in the air.

    "Tomorrow's second round of competition will be more difficult than today. You are not facing a sword-like dead thing, nor is it me who is merciful. Don't be careless."

    Yan Yan and Hang Waner all raised their heads in awe.

    Half pay, Xiao Shiliu Zhao Ran picked up the sword he had dropped on the ground, full of admiration, "Senior Brother Xiquan, I left without Tang Dan."

    Yu Dong couldn't help laughing and laughing, "It's because we are too slow, it's the time when Senior Brother Xiquan has to go back to Wanjian Mountain."

    Then he looked at Hang Wan'er in doubt, "your hairpin magic weapon, I have never seen it before."

    Hang Wan'er nodded.

    Soon a few junior sisters were chatting around.

    "Seventh Senior Sister, let's chat together again today, will you take Phoenix Claw Pill?"

    "I bought a second-grade hairpin yesterday!"

    "Hey, I'm a bit unlucky, the first grade is the best."

    "It's okay, chances are good, maybe this time you can spit out the three-pin hairpin."

    Yu Dong: "?"

    To all the male disciples of Qiongfeng: "???"

    Hang Wan'er had a pretty face and waved at her junior sisters, "Go, go to my room and use it while chatting. Before the big competition, open another wave of treasure hairpins!"

    Male disciples:

    On the second day, the bell and drum of the martial art rang.

    "The Nanxun third-class sorting will be carried out at Bi Tao Mountain in the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion."

    "Twelve peaks please hurry up."

    The majestic voice of the elders of the Discipline Hall resounded through the peaks of 108.

    The disciples rushed out from the third-class peak and the Wupin-class peak.

    There are even several second-class peaks that sent disciples to watch the battle.

    In this round, once the top three peaks are determined, they are eligible to challenge the second peak.

    In Nanxun, the strength of the second peak is several times that of the third peak.

    But there are exceptions. For example, two years ago, Yuqiong Peak, which was a third-class and third-level peak, suddenly the chief Qian Qingqiu was forced to advance in the second round of the competition and became the pinnacle of Jindan. , the group formation of piano sounds with the juniors and sisters, the power is multiplied, one song disturbs the minds of eight Jindan, and directly defeats the second-class twelve peaks.

    Although there are not many accidents like this, the second-class peak at the end is also alert in real time.

    So the third-rank order, the last few second-rank peaks all come to watch.

    Qian Qingqiu also went with his junior brother Lin Zhenyuqin, and happened to meet Su Yu and others who were slow to set off from Zhiqiongfeng.

    He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Sister Su, I thought you were already in front of the Sutra Collection Pavilion."

    It was a little slower than his spectator.

    When Yuqiong Peak was vying for the position, it was early to observe the terrain and guess the elder's question to prepare.

    But unexpectedly, Su Yu stood on Hang Waner's red silk and spread his hands.

    "I wanted to go early, but something went wrong."

    "Huh?" Qian Qingqiu was surprised.

    There's nothing more important than a battle for position.

     Before Su Yu finished speaking, he heard a few younger brothers and sisters could not help but speak.

    "Senior Brother Qian blames me, I insisted on opening the blind treasure again before going out, and it was delayed..."

    "No, it's me," Zhao Ran shook his head and sighed, "I knew it was my sister's step, but I couldn't hold back and opened it for my sister. Hey, I didn't expect this feeling, so high I opened it six times in a row, and all of them were first-grade instruments."

    "Senior brother, I don't want what you spit out. Keep these six for yourself!"

    "Ok, I'll hang on my sword. I'll give you something else later."

    Qian Qingqiu:

    In this tone, the six first-grade magic weapons are not satisfied, and they are sent to and from. Why does it sound like he has more magic weapons than his second-class peak junior siblings?

    What is Open Blind Treasure?

    Lin Zhen couldn't help but be curious. He was about to ask, but was interrupted.

    Su Yu quickly squeezed his hands, signaling everyone to be quiet, "Concentrate on your journey."

    Who would have thought that a plate of hot and sour chicken feet would have slightly different styles and grades of gold hairpins.

    But Master Su has also figured it out these days. After all, these chicken feet were not chopped off from a monster.

    The rank of the magic weapon is directly related to the rank of the monster itself. After passing through the Five Elements Pot, it can be raised by about half rank at most.

    However, the side effects are also obvious.

    The fun of opening the blind box made all the younger brothers and sisters fall.

    "Don't play with things, or I will never do this again."

    The excited disciples at Qiongfeng suddenly shut up.

    Qian Qingqiu suppressed his curiosity and hurriedly handed over, "Then everyone, I wish you all success."

    After saying that, he looked at Yu Dong and smiled at him, "Zhu Ying has been home for a few days, and I can't come today. I will watch it on her behalf."

    Yu Dong immediately clasped his fists, "Thank you Senior Brother Qian."

    Su Yu raised her eyebrows. Could it be that the plot of the five brothers and sisters has already begun, and Zhu Ying's family is about to have an accident.

    During the chat, they kept going at a constant speed, heading towards an eight-story high pavilion in the center of the sect.

    Soon, when Su Yu thought about it, he saw the whole picture of the book loft.

    It is backed by a steep and precipitous mountain with a broken wall, overlooking a magnificent, rolling river water condensed by aura.

      Withstand the full attack of twelve Mahayana monks.

    This formation continuously draws spiritual power from heaven and earth. It has not been breached for a hundred years.

    Su Yu stood on the red silk with his hands behind his back, looking at him from a distance, he couldn't help but feel magnificent in his chest.

    It is also a chef's blessing to be able to stand here and cook.

    The twelve red-robed elders of the Discipline Hall sit in the first row, who are today's judges.

    The back twelve are reserved for third-class peak masters, and one of the twelve is missing.

    "Second Senior Sister, what is your seat."

    "Second Senior Sister, go ahead. We are all standing behind you."

    Everyone at Qiong Peak couldn't help but speak.

    Su Yu nodded, cheekily put his hands behind his back, and under the astonished gazes of a group of onlookers, he walked down from the red silk and walked towards the watch seat of the peak master sitting with a bunch of Nascent Soul masters go.

    She couldn't help but swept to the eleven third-class peak masters.

    The peak masters of the highest late Nascent Soul and the lowest early Nascent Soul couldn't help but look at her, a girl who was only in the qi refining stage.

    The most absurd scene of Nanxun Gate appeared.

    Su Yu, who was just refining Qi, had his hands on his back, calmly nodded to the Nascent Souls.

    Not only did she not feel any coercion among the Nascent Soul crowd, but she also took out a prepared saucer from the mustard seed bag and poured spiritual water into the purple clay pot.

    The ninth and eleventh peak masters around her were dumbfounded.

    Even the ruling elders in the front row turned their heads.

    Especially the red-robed elder who presided over the Qiongfeng ring before, sitting right in front of her now, his forehead twitched and turned to look at her.

    Su Yu immediately greeted her warmly, "Seniors, would you like to drink tea with me? The weather is dry and turbulent, so you should replenish water and reduce fire."

    “…”

    The onlookers were all stunned.

    How dare you!

    "Hmph, even a little qi refiner, dare to take a seat," Yi Ge, the master of the second peak, wearing a gossip robe, with a long white face and a long white beard. With a loud voice, "Daoist Mu didn't teach you the rules!"

    After saying that, as soon as his sleeves swayed, the terrifying pressure of Nascent Soul swept towards her.

    Chen Shuxin, who was standing behind him, held his sword and smiled at the panicked appearance of Qiongfeng and the others.

    A wooden hairpin was placed on his head, and his black and white intertwined hair was pulled up. There is no beard on the face, but the wrinkles are still there.

    "Elder Zhang?"

    “Elder Jianshan Guard?”

    Everyone was surprised, he looked so weird.

    Only the disciples of Zhi Qiong Peak, Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Elder Zhang, what do you mean by running out of the Wanjian Mountain if you don't stand?" Yi Ge, the master of the second peak, frowned.

    Zhang Daoren didn't even look at him, "What has it to do with you? If you are so idle, why don't you be the head."

    Yi Ge took a deep breath.

    Zhang Daoren glanced at Chen Shuxin casually, "Chen Xiaozi, you, move a chair for this old man and put it next to Xiaosu's nephew."

    Chen Shuxin suddenly seemed to be stared at by a fifth-grade monster, with a thin layer of sweat on the back of his neck.

    But she was stunned for a moment.

    Nephew Xiao Su?

    All the peak masters and the ruling elders were also surprised.

    Su Yu stood up and smiled, "Elder Zhang, take my seat first."

    Chen Shuxin was stunned.

    Is she Xiao Su?

    He couldn't help but think of the deeds that Xu Meng said, Zhi Qiongfeng really has a relationship with the elder of Jianshan.

    He looked up and saw Zhang Daoren sweeping away his stern expression, and graciously waved at Su Yu, "You sit, isn't this your position? Your master handed it down from his ancestors."

    Chen Shuxin was shocked.

    Zhang Daoren looked coldly at several Yuanying Peak Masters.

    "Some people hold back when they are unhappy. Otherwise, they can go to the bottom of Zhi Qiong Peak of Daoist Mu and apply for a chief disciple, and they can sit there."

    Everyone was speechless.

    The Eleventh Peak Peak Master, Yuan Rongsheng has a round and amiable face, and the white robe is even more gentle, and he stood up with a smile, "Elder Zhang, sit here with me."

    "Yes, boy Yuan, you have a good temper."

    Zhang Daoren stroked his beard subconsciously, but when he felt the smooth texture, he paused, his eyebrows were curved, and he sat between Su Yu and him.

    Yuan Xiaozi.

    The crowd did not dare to look up.

    Yuan Rong is at least three hundred years old.

    However, Daoren Zhang is about to sit down and is their uncle.

     "Elder Jianshan actually met the second peak master for her."

    I don't know who, and said softly, "Is it because she can alchemy?"

    Soon everyone shook their heads, "Second-grade alchemists, Elder Yuanying will not take it seriously."

     Halfway through the discussion, the red-robed ruling elder stood up.

    "Silence."

    "Third-place ranking, the first question of the day—"

    The red-robed elder turned around and faced the towering library with hexagonal silver bells.

    "For reference?"

    "In the past years, the topics related to the library are considered safe, and they also come with opportunities. The last three peaks also have opportunities."

    "I just wanted to see how Zhiqiong played, their first round was so much fun."

    The disciples who were standing onlookers, or Mitsurugi watching in midair, were talking.

    But after a while, they saw the red-robed elder in front of them pointing to the steep cliff behind the library!

    "The first question - climbing Bitao Mountain."

    Everyone was stunned.

    Bitao Mountain, named after a spiritual vein at the foot of the mountain that melts into water.

    This mountain not only has a cliff like a blade, there is no climbing point, but also because of the gathering of spiritual water, the spiritual energy is a hundred times more turbulent than that of a first-class peak, and there are countless winds, and it is difficult for disciples below Nascent Soul. Edgeworth kept his balance.

    Bitao Mountain is a hundred zhang high, the higher you go, the more ferocious the spirit wind will be.

    "The person who has the most disciples before sunset wins."

    After the elder Hongpao finished speaking, he looked at the crowd at Qiongfeng, and then at Daoren Zhang beside Su Yu, and sighed softly.

    "No pills are allowed to be taken in the middle of the climb. If you violate the rules, your score will be voided immediately."

    Su Yu was taken aback.

    Zhang Daoist next to her clapped her legs, "Who made the question?"

    Wei Zhao looked at each other with a wry smile.

    The Chunmei Dan refined by the second senior sister, replenishes the spiritual power continuously, and cannot be used today.

    Chen Shuxin immediately held the sword, smiled and bowed, "The disciple takes orders."

    When he raised his head, he looked at the chiefs of the left and right peaks and looked at each other.

    The first three peaks smiled tacitly.

    Second Grade Alchemist? Then ban Dan!

    Chen Shuxin led a group of Misty Peak disciples to the foot of Bitao Mountain, passing by Wei Zhao who was in a wheelchair at Zhiqiong Peak, he couldn't help but glance at him, "Junior Brother Wei, I heard you are looking for The elixir of repairing the golden elixir?"

    "I might as well give you a message," Chen Shuxin looked up at the vortex caused by the turbulent spiritual energy of Bitao Mountain, "Before March, all the golden elixir materials in the southern border were bought by Tianshengzong ."

    Wei Zhao's complexion changed, and the younger brothers and sisters behind him also changed.

    Chen Shuxin couldn't help laughing, "You are looking for Qian Qingqiu to go to the secret realm, have you found nothing? Naturally, Tianshengzong paid three times the price to buy it, who would keep it for him, even if it was Yuanying. It's also hard to find."

    "Why does Tianshengzong need so many?" Hang Wan'er was at a loss.

    But Chen Shuxin smiled, he did not come to answer the question, "This competition will select ten elites to go to Tianshengzong to exchange, if you are lucky enough to be selected, maybe you can Ask Tianshengzong for a spiritual material—"

    Wei Zhao frowned.

    "But unfortunately," Chen Shuxin sighed, unable to hide the smile in his eyes, "You are destined to be at the bottom."

    Hang Waner raised her eyebrows on the spot, deliberately disgusting!

    She would have rushed up to teach him a lesson normally, but now she took a deep breath.

    Be patient until he gets weak—

    Chen Shuxin smiled and turned around, "Just do it yourself, no one will protect you. Your pearl mussel defensive treasure can't be used anymore."

    When everyone in Qiongfeng heard this, their expressions became strange.

    Instead, a beautiful voice sounded behind them.

    "Who is this person?" Su Yu asked while taking out the mustard seed bag, "Huh? Is it the boy Chen who just moved me a chair?"

    Chen Shuxin: "...!"

    He turned around and sneered, "You better not fall first, or it will be funny. Let's go!"

    With a wave of his sleeves, he led the disciples to the front row of the second peak.

    At the foot of Bi Tao Mountain, twelve competing peaks, ranked according to their strength, from strong to weak, lined up from east to west.

    Each peak is 50 feet apart.

    The disciples are all ready, the sword of the sword, the sword of the sword...

    Su Yu looked up at the broken wall as high as 100 feet and raised his eyebrows.

    She approached before she flew by herself, and her dress was stirred by this ferocious spiritual wind.

    "Senior sister, I'll take you with the five immortal rope."

    “…”

    Su Yu pondered, "An interesting suggestion, it gave me some inspiration."

    The elders and peak masters are all looking at Bi Tao Mountain from the stands.

    The rest of the disciples also looked up.

    "The second Misty Peak has set off, so fast, as expected of Chen Shuxin!"

    "The first chief is not as fast as him, oh, catch up."

    Chen Shuxin, who was watched by everyone, went along the Bitao Mountains, Yujian went straight up, and was quickly overtaken by Ji Tao, the chief of the first peak.

    They quickly looked at each other and smiled.

    "It seems that Brother Ji Tao has already arranged it properly." Chen Shuxin smiled, "Don't wait to avenge Ji Tuo later?"

    The man did not laugh, but his eyes were cold, "Ji Tuo woke up from vomiting blood, the three-kill formation was destroyed, he was questioned by his master, his mood was damaged, and his realm fell to the early stage of Jindan. ."

    Speaking, as if there is a sound of gold and stone resounding.

    After all, he taught the double hammer to go up against the wind, "Then wait for the ants, you don't need me to shoot, you just wait and see!"

    Chen Shuxin smiled and looked at the next few peaks, and saw more than a dozen qi refining disciples holding their swords for half a chi, and they swayed, turned upside down by the violent aura, and fell from the sword on the spot!

    Bitao Mountain, the wind is like waves and waves, the rush is uncontrollable, and the foundation of the sword is still reluctant.

    At this time, the eighth and ninth peaks are on the side of Zhiqiong Peak.

    "Haha, Brother Ji, that's how it is!"

    Chen Shuxin laughed loudly, and immediately Yu Jian, caught up with the first peak chief Ji Tao, "cleaned up the ants, the two of us, also compete!"

    The two laughed wildly at once, and you chased after me.

    "Thirteenth Junior Brother! Nineteenth Junior Brother!"

    Hang Wan'er stepped up on the red silk, feeling a little bit about the Qi Emotions and Six Desires exercises. Looking down, her pretty face changed instantly.

    I hurriedly lowered three feet high, and the silver hairpin flew out of my hand, barely hooking Shisan who was knocked down by the flying sword.

    "Seventh Senior Sister, let me go, I can't do it anymore, you hurry up to save the Eighth Senior Brother and Ninth Senior Sister..." Thirteen was caught by the coral branch of the golden hairpin, and looked up at the surprise, but his expression was anxious.

    Another disciple of the ninth peak fell, and it fell on the four or five disciples who went to Qiongfeng Yujian!

    When it fell, the flying swords of the ninth peak disciples swayed from side to side, slamming Zhao Ran, who was still stable on the sword, into the vortex of Gangwind.

    Zhao Ran lost his balance in an instant.

    When he clenched his teeth and steadied himself, a disciple of the eighth peak actually fell on his shoulder with a gust of wind.

    Smash him down hard.

    "Little Sixteen!" Hang Wan'er flew out a piece of red silk, but it was blown away by the astral wind.

    "I'm coming!" Yan Yan took out the dragon-scale sword from the mustard seed bag and caught Zhao Ran down in a flash.

     But during this action, the other three qi refining juniors were knocked down into the valley, and instantly disappeared from the field of vision of the mountainside where they were.

    "Damn—" Hang Waner gritted her teeth.

    "Sixth Junior Sister, you continue to move up, I will take care of the Junior Brothers and sisters from behind." Yan Yan's expression was heavy, and his sword stopped for a moment.

    "Despicable!" Zhang Daoren slapped the table fiercely in the viewing seat, "Nanxun Dabi, is this kind of intrigue for you? With so many hearts, this is kendo or evil demon!"

    The ninth peak master did not dare to look directly at him.

    Yi Ge brushed his beard, smiled at Zhang Daoren from afar, "Elder Zhang, the wind is impermanent, the disciples below the foundation can't control their bodies, and they can't control where they go. Today That's the way the wind goes."

    The ninth peak peak master said, "Exactly."

    Bah!

    Zhang Daoren was about to reply, but he heard an uproar.

     "Look, that female cultivator, from the Qiong Peak, why did she take out a pot again, isn't it impossible to take pills in this game!"

    Zhang Daoren was stunned and looked at him when he was busy.

    All the elders and peak masters looked away.

    I saw a slender figure of turmeric that they were very familiar with, standing behind a pot.

    She is still at the foot of the mountain, flying without a sword?

    Yi Ge sneered, "Even if you are deprived of your qualifications, do you still need to concoct pills to help others? The old man only knows the fourth-grade Jiying Pill, which can make the Qi-refining period explode with the speed of Nascent Soul's sword in ten breaths. , it is best to escape. After taking it, you can rush to Bi Tao Peak in one fell swoop, but unfortunately, it is said that she is only a second-rank alchemist."

    Zhang Daoren rolled his eyes.

    Who says second grade.

    Her Four God Liver Pills, which can prolong lifespan, are the third grade, and even the quality is close to the fourth grade.

    It's just the Yannian Dan made by her, and the effect is best when taken for the first time.

    Zhang Daoren regrets that, whether it is the Four Gods Liver Pill or the later Shouzi Formation, there will be no amazing effect when used again.

    But in any case, Junior Su's nephew can grab three years of life for him, and he is a well-deserved third-grade alchemist!

    "Second Senior Sister, get out of the way!"

    "We can't-"

    When Zhang Daoren sighed inwardly, in a flash, the qi-refining disciple who was knocked down at Qiongfeng fell into the cauldron in front of Su Yu.

    She stood motionless.

    Suddenly, in a circle, the more it spins, the bigger it gets, and the thinner it gets.

    What is this?

    Everyone was shocked.

    In an instant, she saw her drop the layer of cicada wings into the cauldron, and the spiritual fire ignited.

    "Foul! No alchemy!"

    "No wonder she didn't have Yukong, so she was ready to sacrifice herself."

    "Can I fly up after eating Erpindan?"

    In an instant, a silver silk handkerchief with a little embroidery flew out, and it became five feet in one breath, and two precious lights appeared.

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