Chapter 35
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At the Wanjian Mountain, Xi Quan was about to go to Wanjian Valley for enlightenment when he received a flying sword message.
[Disciple, come to Zhiqiong Peak and also bring the records of your swordsmanship experience in the Golden Core stage.]
Xi Quan frowned.
'Master's lifespan is about to be exhausted, but instead of retreating to seek enlightenment, he went to Zhiqiong Peak today?'
He took a deep breath.
'He is so self-indulgent.'
He wanted to quickly break through and find the spiritual grass that could prolong life, but his master kept making trouble.1
Xi Quan was tired, but he still hurriedly flew to the sky and headed towards Zhiqiong Peak.
While flying on his sword, he took out three purple incense sticks from his storage bag and lit one.
Once the three stalks burn out, he will return to the peak to practice.
Master is willful, but he cannot.
He wants to let his master live longer!
In less than half a column of incense, he saw the slightly deserted hilltop of Zhiqiong Peak from a distance.
He has an excellent eyesight. He happened to see a strange old man with long white hair but black in its roots, walking towards a group of disciples with positive energy.
"Uncle Master Mu?" Xi Quan was surprised.1
...
At Zhiqiong Peak's kitchen, Su Yu listens to Wei Zhao report his work.
"There are still five days before the next round of competition. Now that the junior brothers and sisters have returned from the meditation hall, we are ready for the second round of the third-class peak competition."
Su Yu was sitting on the reclining chair, guarding the soup stewing on the stove. She nodded when she heard his words, "I remember that you said every year the elders have different challenges."
The elders will provide the problems, and the twelve third-class peaks will respond accordingly. Their ranking will be determined according to their performance.
Although they are all third-class peaks, the disciples' treatment within the first or the twelfth is three or four times different in terms of spiritual stones and elixirs.
This is like the branches under corporations. When it wants to apply for renovation, the group will always allocate more money to the branch with better performance.
The strong eat the weak. You need to work hard unless you are king!
Su Yu shook her head on her reclining chair.
Wei Zhao glanced at her and continued, "In the past hundred years, the second round always consists of four challenges. The elders of the Precept Hall will decide what the challenges are. Before the topic is announced, the news will not leave the Precept Hall at all. So there is no need to send jade slips or flying swords to pass a message. Everyone inside is keeping the topic from leaking."
Su Yu nodded. 'It is fair.'
"But one of the four challenges is the same every year. That is, the disciples of each peak will come out together to fight a fourth-grade monster. The score will be graded based on actual performance."
Su Yu raised her eyebrows. "Fourth Grade? So you mean we are going to compete in the secret realm?"
Wei Zhao smiled wryly, "A fourth-grade monster is not something we can solve with our combined efforts. It is equivalent to a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. The elders will not ask us to kill it. They just want to see which peak performs better. If we go to the secret realm, there will not be any elders to protect us, so it is very dangerous. Usually, we will only simulate the battle at the peak."
Wei Zhao: ...
"He is at the peak of Nascent Soul. He should be enough for you to practice, right?" Su Yu took out the monster encyclopedia from her storage bag, "Well, he is equivalent to a monster at the peak of the fourth rank."
Wei Zhao forgot what he was going to say for a while. It took him a long time to find his voice.
"I originally wanted to ask Senior Brother Qian for help..."
Generally, disciples of a Foundation Establishment stage will practice with their Senior Brother at the Golden Core stage.
But he was interrupted by Su Yu in the middle of his speech. "Are you looking for Brother Qian's master to help you practice?"
Wei Zhao: ...
"Isn't that asking a favor from too far away? I don't even know him yet." Su Yu waved her hand and immediately rejected Wei Zhao's wild attempt to seek favor everywhere.
Wei Zhao can't laugh or cry. Is it enough just to know him?
"Don't be too ambitious. Do you want two people at the peak of Nascent Soul to spar with in one breath?"
Wei Zhao was sweating on the back of his neck. "I don't dare. I just think that Elder Zhang has to go back to guard the formation..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Elder Zhang laughing happily. "I'm here. I can spar with you."
Wei Zhao: ...
Elder Zhang had already walked to the door of the small kitchen with a smile on his face, "I'm also about to come to you to talk about this. When answering questions recently, I found that your peak's disciples have not had enough experience. Except for Yan Yan and Zhao Ran, their swords are too hesitant. This old man just thought that they still need practical guidance."
After he said this, he pondered, "I will return to Wanjian Mountain from tomorrow. However, I can condense a Nascent Soul sword energy every day. I will get my apprentice to bring it to you. If your disciples can break through my sword energy in half a day, it is no problem to enter the top six this round."
Su Yu immediately stood up with a smile, "Thank you, Elder."
The Su family's etiquette for entertaining VIPs is fine.
Begin with two attentive and meticulous refreshments, and the guests will feel their sincerity.
If you treat each other with courtesy, it will also be returned with courtesy.
"Huh? It seems that someone is calling your master, that old man Mu."
As he was talking, Elder Zhang suddenly heard a somewhat familiar shout.
Su Yu raised her eyebrows and checked the peak leader's small seal.
'No, not here.'
"It seems that I heard it wrong." Elder Zhang laughed and shook his head. He reached out his hand to stroke his beard but stopped halfway. He turned to touch the now extremely smooth lower jaw. Immediately there was a beautiful glow in his eyes. He held back from changing his expression, but his face became quite strange.
"Elder Zhang, you have been working hard for the past few days."
Su Yu thought about it and turned over her storage bag.
According to Elder Zhang's taste survey report, a dish such as Four Spirits Fried Liver is only effective when taken for the first time.
Subsequent consumption will only add a little qi and blood, which is too trivial to his Nascent Soul.
Su Yu took out a small jasper bowl and a green bowl with a lid, which revealed a hint of sweetness.
It was the remaining four-red blood-tonic porridge and black-boned chicken soup that she made for Yan Yan but was not used last time.
"Elder, try this."
Elder Zhang was stunned. "How embarrassing. I had eaten here for a long time and still have something to take away-" But before he finished speaking, he had already reached out his hand.
Su Yu: "..."
Wei Zhao: "..."
Elder Zhang's face soon became hot. "Little Niece Su, Yu Dong told me yesterday that I already owe you 23,000 contribution points. Look, what else can I do? What can this old man do for you?"
Su Yu nodded.
This is what she wants.
Honor and shame are integrated. The most important thing is for the remuneration package to make the other party reluctant to leave and even generate an employee sense of belonging. You won't get this kind of treatment at any other restaurant.
"It doesn't matter. Elder will gradually return it. If it really doesn't work, in the future, there will be Elder's disciples and grand disciples. How can we calculate carefully between friends?"
Elder Zhang was greatly moved.
Wei Zhao's forehead twitched.
"By the way, these elixir is a set with the Four Spirits Liver pill." Su Yu originally designed the three flavors to complement each other, but these people took them separately. "I heard Elder had taken the Four Spirits Liver pill to increase your lifespan, so I will give all of them to you together."
Elder Zhang was stunned.
'One set?'
'Just like that small longevity array with the round moon cake pill?'
He looked in awe immediately. He clasped his fists and gave a half salute to Su Yu. "Thank you, niece. If I extend my life span and break through to the spiritual transformation period in the future, I will definitely repay you."
Wei Zhao was stunned.
...
A hundred feet away, after Xi Quan saw an old man with long hair black in roots but white in tips, he quickly landed on Zhiqiong Peak.
He casually found a disciple and asked, "This one is Xi Quan of Wanjian Mountain. May I ask if you have seen my master? Taoist Zhang of Wanjian Mountain?"
The answer to this question is now known to all the disciples on Zhiqiong Peak.
Immediately, a young disciple pointed at the kitchen enthusiastically. "I just saw Elder Zhang was looking for my second sister. Brother, do you need me to take you there?"
As he spoke, there was a smell of mushrooms on his body.
Xi Quan frowned.
'This disciple's strength is low, but he is greedy for appetite and breaks the way of fasting.'
Xi Quan sighed inwardly.
Xi Quan pursed his lower lip, saying, "Okay, thank you, Junior Brother."
The little junior brother who led the way was taken aback and looked at him suspiciously.
Xi Quan closed his eyes.
Xiao Muge was so powerful that when he came to Wanjian Mountain to fight the formation, he cut off the formation with a single sword.
Hey. He shouldn't think too much.
"Lead the way."
If he speaks more and recalls about Xiao Muge, it will cost him one-third of his incense stick!
"Senior Brother Xi, this is the place." The little brother was ten feet away from the small kitchen and didn't dare to go any further. His Second Senior Sister usually concocts alchemy here, and the kitchen is now the center of Zhiqiong Peak.
"Brother, please wait a moment. I will pass a message to announce you first."
Xi Quan looked at the small messy place with a thin aura in front of him.
The cultivation environment here is far inferior to Wanjian Mountain.
He immediately suppressed the emotion in his heart. He stood outside the door, guarding the lit incense in his hands. Soon, he smelled a stronger smell of mushrooms soup. There are also some sweet and sour fruity aromas and meat and fat aroma.
"Senior Brother, my Second Senior Sister ask you to come in."
Xi Quan frowned.
'How come there is such a smell everywhere in this Zhiqiong Peak?'
He immediately lifted his foot and walked into the small courtyard. Just as he was about to call his master, he saw two people standing in the narrow, dilapidated doorway.
One of them is a young female cultivator in a yellow dress.
He could see her strong muscles but weak bones as he stood in place. Her wide cuffs revealed a jade-like hand with ten fingers that were slender and reddish. A small jasper bowl in her hand makes the back of her hand look like snow.
This woman is obviously not his master.
Xi Quan's eyes were stunned for a while before he suddenly woke up and looked at the other person.
He saw a strong male cultivator in a robe, half-bent in front of the weak female cultivator, clasping his fists in salute.
His waist-length hair was casually scattered, just like the old man he saw hundreds of miles away earlier. His long hair is strangely black at the root but white at the bottom. The roots of his hair are ebony-like and shining. But only after about three inches, it gradually becomes pale as paper, loses its luster, and has dull split ends. At first glance, his hair looks dry.
'Youth and old age. Two different kinds of years coexist in this person.'
'What kind of weird exercise is this?'1
Xi Quan couldn't help but look away quickly.
If a junior with a low cultivation base was staring at a senior with a higher cultivation base and exploring at will, it may offend the senior.
But the problem is, this person is not his master either.
Xi Quan glanced at the incense with purple smoke in his hand and put it into his storage bag.
'One-third of the incense was gone again.'
His right hand, holding his sword, twitched painfully.
He immediately walked towards this male cultivator whose cultivation base was very strange, but at least Nascent Soul. He clasped his fists and saluted.
"Disciple Xi Quan has seen senior."
This powerful male cultivator was shocked.
"Senior, do you know where my master, Elder Zhang, is?" Xi Quan took the time to ask.
Wei Zhao, who was in a wheelchair, poked his head out of the small kitchen in surprise.
Su Yu couldn't help but cough.
When he saw their expressions, Xi Quan hurriedly said, "Could it be that he has left?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the senior male cultivator with black and white hair turn around, "You unfilial disciple!"
Elder Zhang's annoyed voice came from the mouth of this strange man with black and white hair.
Xi Quan was slightly startled.
The old wrinkled face was somewhat familiar, but it was also unfamiliar.
This man's face only has similar wrinkles to his master's, but he does not have his master's dim eyes or old age spots, which make his face eerily looking.
In addition, this man has a clean jaw. There is no sparse white beard that his master usually cherishes!
Moreover, there is newborn skin around his temples, surrounded by small black fine hair.
How could his master become like this?
"You confused thing, can't even recognize your own master!" Elder Zhang was angry.1
Xi Quan: "...!"
He can't even recognize his master, who has worked so hard to pull him to the peak of the Golden Core!
Elder Zhang has an expression of disapproval and looks at Su Yu. "It really made Little Niece Su laugh."
Su Yu smiled. "Elder Zhang's appearance has changed. It is normal for Senior Brother Xi to be mistaken."
Elder Zhang couldn't help but touch his smooth chin when he heard it. His eyebrows and eyes were smiling. "Yes. This old man has extended his lifespan by three years in just a few days. All thanks to Junior Su. "
Xi Quan: ...
Elder Zhang smiled and looked at his third disciples. "Xi Quan, your three sticks of incense thing can be postponed. Little Niece Su refined some elixirs for this old man, so you don't have to practice too hard and be in a hurry to find spirit grass for this old man."
Xi Quan looked at Su Yu in amazement.
'Her elixir can prolong life?'
Just in one breath, he stepped forward in awe and bowed directly. "If Junior Sister Su can save my master, Xi Quan will definitely repay you with anything!"
Elder Zhang smiled and nodded. This apprentice is the most stupid but the most filial to him.
Wei Zhao was shocked.
'In just a few days, another person in the peak of Golden Core has a good impression of them, Zhiqiong Peak?'
He shivered a little when he thought about it again.
But soon, Xi Quan raised his hand, holding another three incense sticks.
Everyone was stunned.
"Today, Sister Su added my master's life span for three years, and his life span is now nearly six years. I-"
Then, they saw him bow his head and quickly extend his hands in salute.
"From now on, I can set foot outside Wanjian Mountain for six incense sticks every day!"1
"In these six incense sticks, Xi Quan will follow the instructions of Junior Sister Su!"
"..."
Su Yu opened her mouth and closed it again.
'What an obsessive-compulsive disorder.'
...
At Zhiqiong Peak's Sword Forest.
The hourly worker, Xi Quan. No, Senior Brother Xi Quan, who is at the peak of Golden Core, carrying Elder Zhang's sword power, hurriedly landed in the forest.
Without speaking, he took out six sticks of incense with purple smoke. He lit a stick and then drew out a fifth-grade spirit sword.
Xi Quan pointed to the sword. "Defeat it. You only have six sticks of incense time!"
It was obvious that Elder Zhang said half a day, but it became six sticks of incense because of him.
Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth. She took the lead and rushed up with a determined face!
But only for a moment. Her knees seemed to be under heavy pressure, and she fell to the ground.
Elder Zhang's fifth-grade spirit sword contains his perception of swordsmanship at the peak of Nascent Soul. Once the sword is out, it is not something that these little Foundation-Building disciples can shake.
Hang Wan'er held the double hairpin in her hand tightly. In her mind, there was an image of a heartless and powerful swordsman in a black robe pushing her seriously ill mother to the ground. Nausea and dizziness flooded back into her head.
"Hurl-" She couldn't help but turn her head away and vomit.
"Stand up." Xi Quan's face was as hard as iron. "The incense has burned fifty percent!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yan swung a sword at him. However, he quickly stopped and couldn't take another inch forward.
This is the terrifying strength of a Nascent Soul.
This is the difference between a Nascent Soul and a Foundation Establishment or a Qi Refining.
The brothers and sisters of Zhiqiong Peak were shocked and desperate.
It's just a sword aura, but they can't compete against it. Don't mention the fourth-class monster in the second round of the big competition. I am afraid that even if the opponent will lie down and let them cut it, they will not be able to break its skin.
Last year they were able to rank tenth in the third-rank peaks, but it was also because of the sword of their Senior Brother.
"Can..."
But when everyone gave birth to fear and retreated, Hang Wan'er's stubborn voice in the bamboo forest sounded.
She put her hands on her chest, gritted her teeth, and swallowed her nausea.
"Think about... mushroom soup... think about Second Senior Sister... We can..."
Holding her hairpin, she stood up with her knees trembling. "I can do it...why can't you!"
She is not a sword cultivator.
She just took a step towards Xi Quan, and in a flash, she was shaky again and fell on her back.
"Seventh Senior Sister!"
Yan Yan gritted her teeth. "Senior Brother Xi Quan, my Seventh Sister is not a sword cultivator. Facing a Nascent Soul's sword qi in this sword forest is harmful to her body. I'll take her to rest first."
"Don't..." Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth and flew towards Xi Quan with a golden hairpin swaying.
But she was only a foot away, and Xi Quan easily caught her.
He shook his head. "You are in the middle stage of foundation building? Your strength is not as good as when I was at Qi Refining. If you are my junior sister, don't even think of staying in Wanjian Mountain. You are too weak!"1
He raised his hand, held Hang Wan'er golden hairpin as if it was a sharp sword, and stabbed at the fifth-grade sword!
The hairpin broke into Elder Zhang's sword force and shattered it into two in one blow.
Everyone was stunned. Hang Wan'er looked at the golden hairpin in front of her sluggishly.
'Very strong.'
"Pick it up." Xi Quan glanced at the six incense sticks and sighed, "Come again."
Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth, pulled out the double hairpins from the soil, and attacked him again!
He closed his eyes and caught her.
He waved and flew her out.
"Come again."
...
Five sticks of incense.
Five and a half.
...
Hang Wan'er's palms were torn by sword energy, and her double hairpins were dripping with blood.
Xi Quan put away the five-grade spirit sword that was floating in the air and glanced at the last half of the incense. "At this time tomorrow, I will come again."
After saying that, he quickly took off with his flying sword, as if someone was chasing him.
"Senior Brother Xi Quan..." Zhao Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was holding his sword with trembling hands. "Don't you want to stay to have some elixirs? Second Senior Sister said that you have worked hard too."
Xi Quan was stunned but quickly pinched his fingers to sober up.
If he returns now, it will be just in time for six sticks of incense.
He cannot stay any longer.
He shakes his head and speeds up his flying sword.
Zhiqiong Peak is too weak.
They had time to eat all sorts of pills and soup, but they could not break his master's sword energy today.
"Thank you. I'll take it when you are able to cut this sword energy within five sticks of incense."
Xi Quan's voice lingering in the air, and then he was gone.
Zhao Ran blinked softly, "Brother Xi Quan, we, actually..."
Senior Xi Quan didn't know what he missed!
But just after he finished speaking, a red figure next to him fell down.
Zhao Ran was in a hurry, "Seventh Senior Sister!"
When he saw that the corners of Hang Wan'er's pale lips were shaking, Zhao Ran hurriedly said, "I'll take you back to your room."
Hang Wan'er was unable to raise her right hand and was shaken. "Put me down. I want to continue."
Halfway through, the double hairpins in her hands fell to the ground unsteadily.
Zhao Ran was anxious. "Senior sister, stop making trouble,..."
Hang Wan'er closed her eyes.
In practice today, she is the worst one among the core disciples.
Even Little Sixteenth, Zhao Ran, who hasn't built a foundation, has persisted longer than her.
Xi Quan is right. She has to practice her Qi.
Just like this, she still wants to punish all evil men in the world?
She is a shame for female cultivators.
Hang Wan'er's eyelashes trembled in pain, but her right hand touched the Five Immortal Ropes around her waist for a moment. She opened her eyes, and her eyes were twinkling as she said, "Little Sixteen, carry me to the small kitchen."
Zhao Ran was happy, "Okay, carry... eh? Small kitchen?"
"Stop, don't get too close."
"To the right."
"Hey, go left... oh right..."
Hang Wan'er, with a pale face and trembling hands, sat on a chair that was carried on both sides by her younger brother and sister.
Zhao Ran was sweating after a while and said with a bitter face, "Seventh Senior Sister, do you want to go left or right?"
Hang Wan'er held her hairpins in both hands, endured the discomfort, and stared at the yellow figure exposed in the small kitchen window.
"Stay still." She hurriedly shouted.
Second Senior Sister is still so dazzling.
Second Senior Sister's back is still so straight and mighty.
Hang Wan'er's face showed a hint of fascination.
Second Senior Sister is the brilliance of the bright moon, a role model for women like her.
"Little Sixteen, I'm fine again." Hang Wan'er's eyes flickered.
"Huh?"
"You carry me back to the sword forest. I have drawn strength from Second Senior Sister, and I can continue to practice again!"
"..."
Zhao Ran didn't quite understand what his Seventh Senior Sister was doing, but he could only do as she wished.
But after taking one step, he was stopped.
"Who is outside?" Su Yu's beautiful voice came from the small kitchen.
Hang Wan'er stuck her tongue out, "Let's go, don't disturb Second Sister." She instructed Zhao Ran.
But Zhao Ran had held back for a long time. He immediately turned around and shouted, "Second Senior Sister," he looked towards the small kitchen and immediately complained, "Please convince Seventh Senior Sister. She is going to die!"
Hang Wan'er: ...
Su Yu was preparing today's dishes. When she heard this, she raised her eyebrows and walked out of the kitchen.
At a glance, she saw Hang Wan'er's ugly face, and how she was slumping on a chair. Hang Wan'er also panicked and wanted to escape, but she slid down as she got up in a hurry.
"Second Senior Sister, everyone has finished training with Senior Xi Quan. Seventh Senior Sister is weak, but she wants to continue training. If she continues like this, she will be gone." Zhao Ran continued to complain.
Hang Wan'er turned to stare at him.
Su Yu washed her hands with spiritual water, wiped them dry, and then called them.
"Get her in."
Little Sixteen and Little Eighteen immediately entered the small kitchen. They put Hang Wan'er and her chair together, placed it next to Su Yu's reclining chair, and ran away quickly.
Hang Wan'er slapped her chair angrily, but they all pretended not to see.
"Second Senior Sister..."
Hang Wan'er saw that the deed was done, and she couldn't escape. She can only be scolded. Hang Wan'er raised her face and peeked at Su Yu's expression. She saw Su Yu standing with her hands behind her back, and she was unable to lower her shoulders.
"I just want to get stronger..."
Whether it's the sword cultivator in her childhood nightmare or the Nascent Soul who destroyed her golden rope, she couldn't beat them.
Today, under Elder Zhang's sword energy, she didn't even have the power to strike.
Hang Wan'er's eyelashes fluttered, but soon she saw the yellow dress in front of her.
Su Yu brought her a small white porcelain cup the size of a palm on a wooden saucer.
Su Yu didn't mention anything outside her kitchen. "Just in time. Today I made a special portion for you and a few junior sisters... Try it."
Hang Wan'er raised her head suddenly.
She was no longer sad or afraid for a moment, and her eyes were glowing. "For my junior sisters and me?"
But she quickly bowed her head. "Actually, my brothers... are also very good. Second Sister can also make it for them."
But when she finished speaking, she couldn't help grinning.
The smile could not be hidden from under her drooping eyelashes, and it overflowed brightly.
Generally, the strong are more valued by the peak master. The weak will not receive preferential treatment.
Hang Wan'er has been away for a long time, so she will not be surprised.
But in Zhiqiong Peak, it's not like this. She and a few junior sisters are not very strong. But there are times when she leaves her senior and junior brothers and eats alone.
Su Yu nodded and motioned her to lift the lid of the cup.
"I see that you and a few junior sisters often chat together. This is suitable for you to eat and play while chatting."
Hang Wan'er widened her eyes.
'Is there such a pill?'
"You try it out first. If there is no problem, share it with the juniors."
Hang Wan'er immediately took a deep breath and ran a circle of Seven Emotions and Six Desires exercises to stabilize her mood. Then she responded carefully, "Okay, I'll try it!"
Su Yu nodded and looked at her encouragingly.
Hang Wan'er immediately put the saucer on her knees solemnly and reached out to lift the white porcelain cup lid.
She was surprised.
In the past, her sister's pills were often steaming hot. Even the porcelain dishes were warm.
Not only is it not hot this time, but it doesn't seem to be as fragrant as the previous elixirs.
"Well, this is a cold... elixir." Su Yu smiled. "There is no heat, so before tasting it, the smell on your nose would be slightly inferior compared to your other senses."
Sure enough, a girl's mind is more delicate and can appreciate the small details.
Master Su was moved.
Thinking of Yan Yan's report on the sword candies, which is "as smooth as a sword," Su Yu's forehead twitched, and she didn't want to think about it.
She handed chopsticks boiled in spiritual water to Hang Wan'er, "Seventh Sister, you should try it carefully. Sister is waiting for your experience report."
Hang Wan'er immediately cheered up.
When she looked down, she saw that in the snow-white porcelain cup, there were pills the size of longan. Its color is pale gold and clear, but the shape is like a bird's claw!
Hang Wan'er opened her mouth in shock. "This, this look..." How is elixir looks like this?
Su Yu handed over a black gold plate. "This elixir is called Phoenix Claw."
In order to make it easier for the sisters to eat while chatting, she chose to serve the chicken feet cold with hot and sour seasoning. The more you eat, the more fragrant it becomes.
Hang Wan'er lost her mind. "Phoenix feet?"
"Second Senior Sister is really domineering. The name you gave to this elixir... um, it's stylish."
Ordinary cultivators would tremble when they heard it.
"Spit the bone on this," Su Yu smiled and pointed to the black gold plate. "Don't swallow it by mistake."
'Bone?'
'How does elixir have bones?'
Hang Wan'er looked at the longan-sized pill in shock, not knowing what to do.
But she gritted her teeth. Her second sister would definitely not harm her.
Would she still try it out with her if it is a normal elixir?
Hang Wan'er immediately took the chopsticks and took one of the chicken claw-shaped pills with two golden halos. When she saw the clear juice was about to roll down, she hurriedly put her red lips together and sucked them into her mouth instantly.
Hang Wan'er's hands shook, and the chopsticks on her hand almost fell. She hurriedly opened her mouth to bite, but the strangely shaped elixir was actually elastic and had a layer of strong skin. The skin soaked in the remaining juice and softly quivered between her teeth.
The sourness was as clear as the spring breeze, and the heat was as scorching as the sun. It swept away the anxiety in her heart because she was eager to practice but could not do it properly...
She was completely fascinated by the taste of this elixir.
After a little sip between her lips, she grabbed the chopsticks and tore off a piece of strong skin from the Phoenix Claw. She narrowed her eyes comfortably, cherished the taste, and carefully covered her red lips before chewing slowly. The more she chews, the more delicious it is. The crisp texture and the hot and sour flavor irritate her lips and teeth.
She wants to continue and doesn't want to stop.
Hang Wan'er thinks this elixir is too small. She can eat a dozen of them alone!
She closed her eyes and enjoyed this slightly sour and spicy aftertaste.
But when she closed her eyes, she fell on the chair.
The pill she just swallowed felt like a fire in her belly.
The spicy taste burst out in her Dantian again and again.
"Ah!"
Hang Wan'er closed her eyes tightly, and she was automatically cross-legged within a moment.
After half a column of incense, she let out a long sigh. She raised the golden hairpin in her hand, and it suddenly becoming a phantom-like sharp claw. The phantom claw waved towards the small kitchen, and a rockery ten meters away broke apart. At the center of the rock were four imprints like it was hit by chicken claws!
Su Yu: ...
Su Yu was lying down on her reclining chair before, but now she suddenly stood up.
'I got it!'
Hang Wan'er opened her eyes excitedly. "Second sist... my ancestor... Ou..."
Her speech slurred, and then she blushed and spat out the bone that had long been in her mouth.
"I understand, Second Senior Sister. Thank you for the elixir!"
Su Yu waved her hand cheekily, "It's just an appetizer."
'Appetizer?'
Hang Wan'er was confused.
But in a flash, when she spat out the bone, she heard a crashing sound like a ring of bells landing on the black gold dish.
When she looked down, she saw a moon-like silver glow blooming on top of the claw bones she had just spit out.
Three rays of light fell from the sky.
Hang Wan'er: "!"
'Help, I just spat out a third-grade magic weapon?!'
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At the Wanjian Mountain, Xi Quan was about to go to Wanjian Valley for enlightenment when he received a flying sword message.
[Disciple, come to Zhiqiong Peak and also bring the records of your swordsmanship experience in the Golden Core stage.]
Xi Quan frowned.
'Master's lifespan is about to be exhausted, but instead of retreating to seek enlightenment, he went to Zhiqiong Peak today?'
He took a deep breath.
'He is so self-indulgent.'
He wanted to quickly break through and find the spiritual grass that could prolong life, but his master kept making trouble.1
Xi Quan was tired, but he still hurriedly flew to the sky and headed towards Zhiqiong Peak.
While flying on his sword, he took out three purple incense sticks from his storage bag and lit one.
Once the three stalks burn out, he will return to the peak to practice.
Master is willful, but he cannot.
He wants to let his master live longer!
In less than half a column of incense, he saw the slightly deserted hilltop of Zhiqiong Peak from a distance.
He has an excellent eyesight. He happened to see a strange old man with long white hair but black in its roots, walking towards a group of disciples with positive energy.
"Uncle Master Mu?" Xi Quan was surprised.1
...
At Zhiqiong Peak's kitchen, Su Yu listens to Wei Zhao report his work.
"There are still five days before the next round of competition. Now that the junior brothers and sisters have returned from the meditation hall, we are ready for the second round of the third-class peak competition."
Su Yu was sitting on the reclining chair, guarding the soup stewing on the stove. She nodded when she heard his words, "I remember that you said every year the elders have different challenges."
The elders will provide the problems, and the twelve third-class peaks will respond accordingly. Their ranking will be determined according to their performance.
Although they are all third-class peaks, the disciples' treatment within the first or the twelfth is three or four times different in terms of spiritual stones and elixirs.
This is like the branches under corporations. When it wants to apply for renovation, the group will always allocate more money to the branch with better performance.
The strong eat the weak. You need to work hard unless you are king!
Su Yu shook her head on her reclining chair.
Wei Zhao glanced at her and continued, "In the past hundred years, the second round always consists of four challenges. The elders of the Precept Hall will decide what the challenges are. Before the topic is announced, the news will not leave the Precept Hall at all. So there is no need to send jade slips or flying swords to pass a message. Everyone inside is keeping the topic from leaking."
Su Yu nodded. 'It is fair.'
"But one of the four challenges is the same every year. That is, the disciples of each peak will come out together to fight a fourth-grade monster. The score will be graded based on actual performance."
Su Yu raised her eyebrows. "Fourth Grade? So you mean we are going to compete in the secret realm?"
Wei Zhao smiled wryly, "A fourth-grade monster is not something we can solve with our combined efforts. It is equivalent to a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. The elders will not ask us to kill it. They just want to see which peak performs better. If we go to the secret realm, there will not be any elders to protect us, so it is very dangerous. Usually, we will only simulate the battle at the peak."
Wei Zhao: ...
"He is at the peak of Nascent Soul. He should be enough for you to practice, right?" Su Yu took out the monster encyclopedia from her storage bag, "Well, he is equivalent to a monster at the peak of the fourth rank."
Wei Zhao forgot what he was going to say for a while. It took him a long time to find his voice.
"I originally wanted to ask Senior Brother Qian for help..."
Generally, disciples of a Foundation Establishment stage will practice with their Senior Brother at the Golden Core stage.
But he was interrupted by Su Yu in the middle of his speech. "Are you looking for Brother Qian's master to help you practice?"
Wei Zhao: ...
"Isn't that asking a favor from too far away? I don't even know him yet." Su Yu waved her hand and immediately rejected Wei Zhao's wild attempt to seek favor everywhere.
Wei Zhao can't laugh or cry. Is it enough just to know him?
"Don't be too ambitious. Do you want two people at the peak of Nascent Soul to spar with in one breath?"
Wei Zhao was sweating on the back of his neck. "I don't dare. I just think that Elder Zhang has to go back to guard the formation..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Elder Zhang laughing happily. "I'm here. I can spar with you."
Wei Zhao: ...
Elder Zhang had already walked to the door of the small kitchen with a smile on his face, "I'm also about to come to you to talk about this. When answering questions recently, I found that your peak's disciples have not had enough experience. Except for Yan Yan and Zhao Ran, their swords are too hesitant. This old man just thought that they still need practical guidance."
After he said this, he pondered, "I will return to Wanjian Mountain from tomorrow. However, I can condense a Nascent Soul sword energy every day. I will get my apprentice to bring it to you. If your disciples can break through my sword energy in half a day, it is no problem to enter the top six this round."
Su Yu immediately stood up with a smile, "Thank you, Elder."
The Su family's etiquette for entertaining VIPs is fine.
Begin with two attentive and meticulous refreshments, and the guests will feel their sincerity.
If you treat each other with courtesy, it will also be returned with courtesy.
"Huh? It seems that someone is calling your master, that old man Mu."
As he was talking, Elder Zhang suddenly heard a somewhat familiar shout.
Su Yu raised her eyebrows and checked the peak leader's small seal.
'No, not here.'
"It seems that I heard it wrong." Elder Zhang laughed and shook his head. He reached out his hand to stroke his beard but stopped halfway. He turned to touch the now extremely smooth lower jaw. Immediately there was a beautiful glow in his eyes. He held back from changing his expression, but his face became quite strange.
"Elder Zhang, you have been working hard for the past few days."
Su Yu thought about it and turned over her storage bag.
According to Elder Zhang's taste survey report, a dish such as Four Spirits Fried Liver is only effective when taken for the first time.
Subsequent consumption will only add a little qi and blood, which is too trivial to his Nascent Soul.
Su Yu took out a small jasper bowl and a green bowl with a lid, which revealed a hint of sweetness.
It was the remaining four-red blood-tonic porridge and black-boned chicken soup that she made for Yan Yan but was not used last time.
"Elder, try this."
Elder Zhang was stunned. "How embarrassing. I had eaten here for a long time and still have something to take away-" But before he finished speaking, he had already reached out his hand.
Su Yu: "..."
Wei Zhao: "..."
Elder Zhang's face soon became hot. "Little Niece Su, Yu Dong told me yesterday that I already owe you 23,000 contribution points. Look, what else can I do? What can this old man do for you?"
Su Yu nodded.
This is what she wants.
Honor and shame are integrated. The most important thing is for the remuneration package to make the other party reluctant to leave and even generate an employee sense of belonging. You won't get this kind of treatment at any other restaurant.
"It doesn't matter. Elder will gradually return it. If it really doesn't work, in the future, there will be Elder's disciples and grand disciples. How can we calculate carefully between friends?"
Elder Zhang was greatly moved.
Wei Zhao's forehead twitched.
"By the way, these elixir is a set with the Four Spirits Liver pill." Su Yu originally designed the three flavors to complement each other, but these people took them separately. "I heard Elder had taken the Four Spirits Liver pill to increase your lifespan, so I will give all of them to you together."
Elder Zhang was stunned.
'One set?'
'Just like that small longevity array with the round moon cake pill?'
He looked in awe immediately. He clasped his fists and gave a half salute to Su Yu. "Thank you, niece. If I extend my life span and break through to the spiritual transformation period in the future, I will definitely repay you."
Wei Zhao was stunned.
...
A hundred feet away, after Xi Quan saw an old man with long hair black in roots but white in tips, he quickly landed on Zhiqiong Peak.
He casually found a disciple and asked, "This one is Xi Quan of Wanjian Mountain. May I ask if you have seen my master? Taoist Zhang of Wanjian Mountain?"
The answer to this question is now known to all the disciples on Zhiqiong Peak.
Immediately, a young disciple pointed at the kitchen enthusiastically. "I just saw Elder Zhang was looking for my second sister. Brother, do you need me to take you there?"
As he spoke, there was a smell of mushrooms on his body.
Xi Quan frowned.
'This disciple's strength is low, but he is greedy for appetite and breaks the way of fasting.'
Xi Quan sighed inwardly.
Xi Quan pursed his lower lip, saying, "Okay, thank you, Junior Brother."
The little junior brother who led the way was taken aback and looked at him suspiciously.
Xi Quan closed his eyes.
Xiao Muge was so powerful that when he came to Wanjian Mountain to fight the formation, he cut off the formation with a single sword.
Hey. He shouldn't think too much.
"Lead the way."
If he speaks more and recalls about Xiao Muge, it will cost him one-third of his incense stick!
"Senior Brother Xi, this is the place." The little brother was ten feet away from the small kitchen and didn't dare to go any further. His Second Senior Sister usually concocts alchemy here, and the kitchen is now the center of Zhiqiong Peak.
"Brother, please wait a moment. I will pass a message to announce you first."
Xi Quan looked at the small messy place with a thin aura in front of him.
The cultivation environment here is far inferior to Wanjian Mountain.
He immediately suppressed the emotion in his heart. He stood outside the door, guarding the lit incense in his hands. Soon, he smelled a stronger smell of mushrooms soup. There are also some sweet and sour fruity aromas and meat and fat aroma.
"Senior Brother, my Second Senior Sister ask you to come in."
Xi Quan frowned.
'How come there is such a smell everywhere in this Zhiqiong Peak?'
He immediately lifted his foot and walked into the small courtyard. Just as he was about to call his master, he saw two people standing in the narrow, dilapidated doorway.
One of them is a young female cultivator in a yellow dress.
He could see her strong muscles but weak bones as he stood in place. Her wide cuffs revealed a jade-like hand with ten fingers that were slender and reddish. A small jasper bowl in her hand makes the back of her hand look like snow.
This woman is obviously not his master.
Xi Quan's eyes were stunned for a while before he suddenly woke up and looked at the other person.
He saw a strong male cultivator in a robe, half-bent in front of the weak female cultivator, clasping his fists in salute.
His waist-length hair was casually scattered, just like the old man he saw hundreds of miles away earlier. His long hair is strangely black at the root but white at the bottom. The roots of his hair are ebony-like and shining. But only after about three inches, it gradually becomes pale as paper, loses its luster, and has dull split ends. At first glance, his hair looks dry.
'Youth and old age. Two different kinds of years coexist in this person.'
'What kind of weird exercise is this?'1
Xi Quan couldn't help but look away quickly.
If a junior with a low cultivation base was staring at a senior with a higher cultivation base and exploring at will, it may offend the senior.
But the problem is, this person is not his master either.
Xi Quan glanced at the incense with purple smoke in his hand and put it into his storage bag.
'One-third of the incense was gone again.'
His right hand, holding his sword, twitched painfully.
He immediately walked towards this male cultivator whose cultivation base was very strange, but at least Nascent Soul. He clasped his fists and saluted.
"Disciple Xi Quan has seen senior."
This powerful male cultivator was shocked.
"Senior, do you know where my master, Elder Zhang, is?" Xi Quan took the time to ask.
Wei Zhao, who was in a wheelchair, poked his head out of the small kitchen in surprise.
Su Yu couldn't help but cough.
When he saw their expressions, Xi Quan hurriedly said, "Could it be that he has left?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the senior male cultivator with black and white hair turn around, "You unfilial disciple!"
Elder Zhang's annoyed voice came from the mouth of this strange man with black and white hair.
Xi Quan was slightly startled.
The old wrinkled face was somewhat familiar, but it was also unfamiliar.
This man's face only has similar wrinkles to his master's, but he does not have his master's dim eyes or old age spots, which make his face eerily looking.
In addition, this man has a clean jaw. There is no sparse white beard that his master usually cherishes!
Moreover, there is newborn skin around his temples, surrounded by small black fine hair.
How could his master become like this?
"You confused thing, can't even recognize your own master!" Elder Zhang was angry.1
Xi Quan: "...!"
He can't even recognize his master, who has worked so hard to pull him to the peak of the Golden Core!
Elder Zhang has an expression of disapproval and looks at Su Yu. "It really made Little Niece Su laugh."
Su Yu smiled. "Elder Zhang's appearance has changed. It is normal for Senior Brother Xi to be mistaken."
Elder Zhang couldn't help but touch his smooth chin when he heard it. His eyebrows and eyes were smiling. "Yes. This old man has extended his lifespan by three years in just a few days. All thanks to Junior Su. "
Xi Quan: ...
Elder Zhang smiled and looked at his third disciples. "Xi Quan, your three sticks of incense thing can be postponed. Little Niece Su refined some elixirs for this old man, so you don't have to practice too hard and be in a hurry to find spirit grass for this old man."
Xi Quan looked at Su Yu in amazement.
'Her elixir can prolong life?'
Just in one breath, he stepped forward in awe and bowed directly. "If Junior Sister Su can save my master, Xi Quan will definitely repay you with anything!"
Elder Zhang smiled and nodded. This apprentice is the most stupid but the most filial to him.
Wei Zhao was shocked.
'In just a few days, another person in the peak of Golden Core has a good impression of them, Zhiqiong Peak?'
He shivered a little when he thought about it again.
But soon, Xi Quan raised his hand, holding another three incense sticks.
Everyone was stunned.
"Today, Sister Su added my master's life span for three years, and his life span is now nearly six years. I-"
Then, they saw him bow his head and quickly extend his hands in salute.
"From now on, I can set foot outside Wanjian Mountain for six incense sticks every day!"1
"In these six incense sticks, Xi Quan will follow the instructions of Junior Sister Su!"
"..."
Su Yu opened her mouth and closed it again.
'What an obsessive-compulsive disorder.'
...
At Zhiqiong Peak's Sword Forest.
The hourly worker, Xi Quan. No, Senior Brother Xi Quan, who is at the peak of Golden Core, carrying Elder Zhang's sword power, hurriedly landed in the forest.
Without speaking, he took out six sticks of incense with purple smoke. He lit a stick and then drew out a fifth-grade spirit sword.
Xi Quan pointed to the sword. "Defeat it. You only have six sticks of incense time!"
It was obvious that Elder Zhang said half a day, but it became six sticks of incense because of him.
Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth. She took the lead and rushed up with a determined face!
But only for a moment. Her knees seemed to be under heavy pressure, and she fell to the ground.
Elder Zhang's fifth-grade spirit sword contains his perception of swordsmanship at the peak of Nascent Soul. Once the sword is out, it is not something that these little Foundation-Building disciples can shake.
Hang Wan'er held the double hairpin in her hand tightly. In her mind, there was an image of a heartless and powerful swordsman in a black robe pushing her seriously ill mother to the ground. Nausea and dizziness flooded back into her head.
"Hurl-" She couldn't help but turn her head away and vomit.
"Stand up." Xi Quan's face was as hard as iron. "The incense has burned fifty percent!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yan swung a sword at him. However, he quickly stopped and couldn't take another inch forward.
This is the terrifying strength of a Nascent Soul.
This is the difference between a Nascent Soul and a Foundation Establishment or a Qi Refining.
The brothers and sisters of Zhiqiong Peak were shocked and desperate.
It's just a sword aura, but they can't compete against it. Don't mention the fourth-class monster in the second round of the big competition. I am afraid that even if the opponent will lie down and let them cut it, they will not be able to break its skin.
Last year they were able to rank tenth in the third-rank peaks, but it was also because of the sword of their Senior Brother.
"Can..."
But when everyone gave birth to fear and retreated, Hang Wan'er's stubborn voice in the bamboo forest sounded.
She put her hands on her chest, gritted her teeth, and swallowed her nausea.
"Think about... mushroom soup... think about Second Senior Sister... We can..."
Holding her hairpin, she stood up with her knees trembling. "I can do it...why can't you!"
She is not a sword cultivator.
She just took a step towards Xi Quan, and in a flash, she was shaky again and fell on her back.
"Seventh Senior Sister!"
Yan Yan gritted her teeth. "Senior Brother Xi Quan, my Seventh Sister is not a sword cultivator. Facing a Nascent Soul's sword qi in this sword forest is harmful to her body. I'll take her to rest first."
"Don't..." Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth and flew towards Xi Quan with a golden hairpin swaying.
But she was only a foot away, and Xi Quan easily caught her.
He shook his head. "You are in the middle stage of foundation building? Your strength is not as good as when I was at Qi Refining. If you are my junior sister, don't even think of staying in Wanjian Mountain. You are too weak!"1
He raised his hand, held Hang Wan'er golden hairpin as if it was a sharp sword, and stabbed at the fifth-grade sword!
The hairpin broke into Elder Zhang's sword force and shattered it into two in one blow.
Everyone was stunned. Hang Wan'er looked at the golden hairpin in front of her sluggishly.
'Very strong.'
"Pick it up." Xi Quan glanced at the six incense sticks and sighed, "Come again."
Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth, pulled out the double hairpins from the soil, and attacked him again!
He closed his eyes and caught her.
He waved and flew her out.
"Come again."
...
Five sticks of incense.
Five and a half.
...
Hang Wan'er's palms were torn by sword energy, and her double hairpins were dripping with blood.
Xi Quan put away the five-grade spirit sword that was floating in the air and glanced at the last half of the incense. "At this time tomorrow, I will come again."
After saying that, he quickly took off with his flying sword, as if someone was chasing him.
"Senior Brother Xi Quan..." Zhao Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was holding his sword with trembling hands. "Don't you want to stay to have some elixirs? Second Senior Sister said that you have worked hard too."
Xi Quan was stunned but quickly pinched his fingers to sober up.
If he returns now, it will be just in time for six sticks of incense.
He cannot stay any longer.
He shakes his head and speeds up his flying sword.
Zhiqiong Peak is too weak.
They had time to eat all sorts of pills and soup, but they could not break his master's sword energy today.
"Thank you. I'll take it when you are able to cut this sword energy within five sticks of incense."
Xi Quan's voice lingering in the air, and then he was gone.
Zhao Ran blinked softly, "Brother Xi Quan, we, actually..."
Senior Xi Quan didn't know what he missed!
But just after he finished speaking, a red figure next to him fell down.
Zhao Ran was in a hurry, "Seventh Senior Sister!"
When he saw that the corners of Hang Wan'er's pale lips were shaking, Zhao Ran hurriedly said, "I'll take you back to your room."
Hang Wan'er was unable to raise her right hand and was shaken. "Put me down. I want to continue."
Halfway through, the double hairpins in her hands fell to the ground unsteadily.
Zhao Ran was anxious. "Senior sister, stop making trouble,..."
Hang Wan'er closed her eyes.
In practice today, she is the worst one among the core disciples.
Even Little Sixteenth, Zhao Ran, who hasn't built a foundation, has persisted longer than her.
Xi Quan is right. She has to practice her Qi.
Just like this, she still wants to punish all evil men in the world?
She is a shame for female cultivators.
Hang Wan'er's eyelashes trembled in pain, but her right hand touched the Five Immortal Ropes around her waist for a moment. She opened her eyes, and her eyes were twinkling as she said, "Little Sixteen, carry me to the small kitchen."
Zhao Ran was happy, "Okay, carry... eh? Small kitchen?"
"Stop, don't get too close."
"To the right."
"Hey, go left... oh right..."
Hang Wan'er, with a pale face and trembling hands, sat on a chair that was carried on both sides by her younger brother and sister.
Zhao Ran was sweating after a while and said with a bitter face, "Seventh Senior Sister, do you want to go left or right?"
Hang Wan'er held her hairpins in both hands, endured the discomfort, and stared at the yellow figure exposed in the small kitchen window.
"Stay still." She hurriedly shouted.
Second Senior Sister is still so dazzling.
Second Senior Sister's back is still so straight and mighty.
Hang Wan'er's face showed a hint of fascination.
Second Senior Sister is the brilliance of the bright moon, a role model for women like her.
"Little Sixteen, I'm fine again." Hang Wan'er's eyes flickered.
"Huh?"
"You carry me back to the sword forest. I have drawn strength from Second Senior Sister, and I can continue to practice again!"
"..."
Zhao Ran didn't quite understand what his Seventh Senior Sister was doing, but he could only do as she wished.
But after taking one step, he was stopped.
"Who is outside?" Su Yu's beautiful voice came from the small kitchen.
Hang Wan'er stuck her tongue out, "Let's go, don't disturb Second Sister." She instructed Zhao Ran.
But Zhao Ran had held back for a long time. He immediately turned around and shouted, "Second Senior Sister," he looked towards the small kitchen and immediately complained, "Please convince Seventh Senior Sister. She is going to die!"
Hang Wan'er: ...
Su Yu was preparing today's dishes. When she heard this, she raised her eyebrows and walked out of the kitchen.
At a glance, she saw Hang Wan'er's ugly face, and how she was slumping on a chair. Hang Wan'er also panicked and wanted to escape, but she slid down as she got up in a hurry.
"Second Senior Sister, everyone has finished training with Senior Xi Quan. Seventh Senior Sister is weak, but she wants to continue training. If she continues like this, she will be gone." Zhao Ran continued to complain.
Hang Wan'er turned to stare at him.
Su Yu washed her hands with spiritual water, wiped them dry, and then called them.
"Get her in."
Little Sixteen and Little Eighteen immediately entered the small kitchen. They put Hang Wan'er and her chair together, placed it next to Su Yu's reclining chair, and ran away quickly.
Hang Wan'er slapped her chair angrily, but they all pretended not to see.
"Second Senior Sister..."
Hang Wan'er saw that the deed was done, and she couldn't escape. She can only be scolded. Hang Wan'er raised her face and peeked at Su Yu's expression. She saw Su Yu standing with her hands behind her back, and she was unable to lower her shoulders.
"I just want to get stronger..."
Whether it's the sword cultivator in her childhood nightmare or the Nascent Soul who destroyed her golden rope, she couldn't beat them.
Today, under Elder Zhang's sword energy, she didn't even have the power to strike.
Hang Wan'er's eyelashes fluttered, but soon she saw the yellow dress in front of her.
Su Yu brought her a small white porcelain cup the size of a palm on a wooden saucer.
Su Yu didn't mention anything outside her kitchen. "Just in time. Today I made a special portion for you and a few junior sisters... Try it."
Hang Wan'er raised her head suddenly.
She was no longer sad or afraid for a moment, and her eyes were glowing. "For my junior sisters and me?"
But she quickly bowed her head. "Actually, my brothers... are also very good. Second Sister can also make it for them."
But when she finished speaking, she couldn't help grinning.
The smile could not be hidden from under her drooping eyelashes, and it overflowed brightly.
Generally, the strong are more valued by the peak master. The weak will not receive preferential treatment.
Hang Wan'er has been away for a long time, so she will not be surprised.
But in Zhiqiong Peak, it's not like this. She and a few junior sisters are not very strong. But there are times when she leaves her senior and junior brothers and eats alone.
Su Yu nodded and motioned her to lift the lid of the cup.
"I see that you and a few junior sisters often chat together. This is suitable for you to eat and play while chatting."
Hang Wan'er widened her eyes.
'Is there such a pill?'
"You try it out first. If there is no problem, share it with the juniors."
Hang Wan'er immediately took a deep breath and ran a circle of Seven Emotions and Six Desires exercises to stabilize her mood. Then she responded carefully, "Okay, I'll try it!"
Su Yu nodded and looked at her encouragingly.
Hang Wan'er immediately put the saucer on her knees solemnly and reached out to lift the white porcelain cup lid.
She was surprised.
In the past, her sister's pills were often steaming hot. Even the porcelain dishes were warm.
Not only is it not hot this time, but it doesn't seem to be as fragrant as the previous elixirs.
"Well, this is a cold... elixir." Su Yu smiled. "There is no heat, so before tasting it, the smell on your nose would be slightly inferior compared to your other senses."
Sure enough, a girl's mind is more delicate and can appreciate the small details.
Master Su was moved.
Thinking of Yan Yan's report on the sword candies, which is "as smooth as a sword," Su Yu's forehead twitched, and she didn't want to think about it.
She handed chopsticks boiled in spiritual water to Hang Wan'er, "Seventh Sister, you should try it carefully. Sister is waiting for your experience report."
Hang Wan'er immediately cheered up.
When she looked down, she saw that in the snow-white porcelain cup, there were pills the size of longan. Its color is pale gold and clear, but the shape is like a bird's claw!
Hang Wan'er opened her mouth in shock. "This, this look..." How is elixir looks like this?
Su Yu handed over a black gold plate. "This elixir is called Phoenix Claw."
In order to make it easier for the sisters to eat while chatting, she chose to serve the chicken feet cold with hot and sour seasoning. The more you eat, the more fragrant it becomes.
Hang Wan'er lost her mind. "Phoenix feet?"
"Second Senior Sister is really domineering. The name you gave to this elixir... um, it's stylish."
Ordinary cultivators would tremble when they heard it.
"Spit the bone on this," Su Yu smiled and pointed to the black gold plate. "Don't swallow it by mistake."
'Bone?'
'How does elixir have bones?'
Hang Wan'er looked at the longan-sized pill in shock, not knowing what to do.
But she gritted her teeth. Her second sister would definitely not harm her.
Would she still try it out with her if it is a normal elixir?
Hang Wan'er immediately took the chopsticks and took one of the chicken claw-shaped pills with two golden halos. When she saw the clear juice was about to roll down, she hurriedly put her red lips together and sucked them into her mouth instantly.
Hang Wan'er's hands shook, and the chopsticks on her hand almost fell. She hurriedly opened her mouth to bite, but the strangely shaped elixir was actually elastic and had a layer of strong skin. The skin soaked in the remaining juice and softly quivered between her teeth.
The sourness was as clear as the spring breeze, and the heat was as scorching as the sun. It swept away the anxiety in her heart because she was eager to practice but could not do it properly...
She was completely fascinated by the taste of this elixir.
After a little sip between her lips, she grabbed the chopsticks and tore off a piece of strong skin from the Phoenix Claw. She narrowed her eyes comfortably, cherished the taste, and carefully covered her red lips before chewing slowly. The more she chews, the more delicious it is. The crisp texture and the hot and sour flavor irritate her lips and teeth.
She wants to continue and doesn't want to stop.
Hang Wan'er thinks this elixir is too small. She can eat a dozen of them alone!
She closed her eyes and enjoyed this slightly sour and spicy aftertaste.
But when she closed her eyes, she fell on the chair.
The pill she just swallowed felt like a fire in her belly.
The spicy taste burst out in her Dantian again and again.
"Ah!"
Hang Wan'er closed her eyes tightly, and she was automatically cross-legged within a moment.
After half a column of incense, she let out a long sigh. She raised the golden hairpin in her hand, and it suddenly becoming a phantom-like sharp claw. The phantom claw waved towards the small kitchen, and a rockery ten meters away broke apart. At the center of the rock were four imprints like it was hit by chicken claws!
Su Yu: ...
Su Yu was lying down on her reclining chair before, but now she suddenly stood up.
'I got it!'
Hang Wan'er opened her eyes excitedly. "Second sist... my ancestor... Ou..."
Her speech slurred, and then she blushed and spat out the bone that had long been in her mouth.
"I understand, Second Senior Sister. Thank you for the elixir!"
Su Yu waved her hand cheekily, "It's just an appetizer."
'Appetizer?'
Hang Wan'er was confused.
But in a flash, when she spat out the bone, she heard a crashing sound like a ring of bells landing on the black gold dish.
When she looked down, she saw a moon-like silver glow blooming on top of the claw bones she had just spit out.
Three rays of light fell from the sky.
Hang Wan'er: "!"
'Help, I just spat out a third-grade magic weapon?!'
At the Wanjian Mountain, Xi Quan was about to go to Wanjian Valley for enlightenment when he received a flying sword message.Disciple, come to Zhiqiong Peak and also bring the records of your swordsmanship experience in the Golden Core stage.Xi Quan frowned.'Master's lifespan is about to be exhausted, but instead of retreating to seek enlightenment, he went to Zhiqiong Peak today?'He took a deep breath.'He is so self-indulgent.'He wanted to quickly break through and find the spiritual grass that could prolong life, but his master kept making trouble.1Xi Quan was tired, but he still hurriedly flew to the sky and headed towards Zhiqiong Peak.While flying on his sword, he took out three purple incense sticks from his storage bag and lit one.Once the three stalks burn out, he will return to the peak to practice.Master is willful, but he cannot.He wants to let his master live longer!In less than half a column of incense, he saw the slightly deserted hilltop of Zhiqiong Peak from a distance.He has an excellent eyesight. He happened to see a strange old man with long white hair but black in its roots, walking towards a group of disciples with positive energy."Uncle Master Mu?" Xi Quan was surprised.1...At Zhiqiong Peak's kitchen, Su Yu listens to Wei Zhao report his work."There are still five days before the next round of competition. Now that the junior brothers and sisters have returned from the meditation hall, we are ready for the second round of the third-class peak competition."Su Yu was sitting on the reclining chair, guarding the soup stewing on the stove. She nodded when she heard his words, "I remember that you said every year the elders have different challenges."The elders will provide the problems, and the twelve third-class peaks will respond accordingly. Their ranking will be determined according to their performance.Although they are all third-class peaks, the disciples' treatment within the first or the twelfth is three or four times different in terms of spiritual stones and elixirs.This is like the branches under corporations. When it wants to apply for renovation, the group will always allocate more money to the branch with better performance.The strong eat the weak. You need to work hard unless you are king!Su Yu shook her head on her reclining chair.Wei Zhao glanced at her and continued, "In the past hundred years, the second round always consists of four challenges. The elders of the Precept Hall will decide what the challenges are. Before the topic is announced, the news will not leave the Precept Hall at all. So there is no need to send jade slips or flying swords to pass a message. Everyone inside is keeping the topic from leaking."Su Yu nodded.'It is fair.'"But one of the four challenges is the same every year. That is, the disciples of each peak will come out together to fight a fourth-grade monster. The score will be graded based on actual performance."Su Yu raised her eyebrows. "Fourth Grade? So you mean we are going to compete in the secret realm?"Wei Zhao smiled wryly, "A fourth-grade monster is not something we can solve with our combined efforts. It is equivalent to a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. The elders will not ask us to kill it. They just want to see which peak performs better. If we go to the secret realm, there will not be any elders to protect us, so it is very dangerous. Usually, we will only simulate the battle at the peak."Wei Zhao: ..."He is at the peak of Nascent Soul. He should be enough for you to practice, right?" Su Yu took out the monster encyclopedia from her storage bag, "Well, he is equivalent to a monster at the peak of the fourth rank."Wei Zhao forgot what he was going to say for a while. It took him a long time to find his voice."I originally wanted to ask Senior Brother Qian for help..."Generally, disciples of a Foundation Establishment stage will practice with their Senior Brother at the Golden Core stage.But he was interrupted by Su Yu in the middle of his speech. "Are you looking for Brother Qian's master to help you practice?"Wei Zhao: ..."Isn't that asking a favor from too far away? I don't even know him yet." Su Yu waved her hand and immediately rejected Wei Zhao's wild attempt to seek favor everywhere.Wei Zhao can't laugh or cry. Is it enough just to know him?"Don't be too ambitious. Do you want two people at the peak of Nascent Soul to spar with in one breath?"Wei Zhao was sweating on the back of his neck. "I don't dare. I just think that Elder Zhang has to go back to guard the formation..."Before he finished speaking, he heard Elder Zhang laughing happily. "I'm here. I can spar with you."Wei Zhao: ...Elder Zhang had already walked to the door of the small kitchen with a smile on his face, "I'm also about to come to you to talk about this. When answering questions recently, I found that your peak's disciples have not had enough experience. Except for Yan Yan and Zhao Ran, their swords are too hesitant. This old man just thought that they still need practical guidance."After he said this, he pondered, "I will return to Wanjian Mountain from tomorrow. However, I can condense a Nascent Soul sword energy every day. I will get my apprentice to bring it to you. If your disciples can break through my sword energy in half a day, it is no problem to enter the top six this round."Su Yu immediately stood up with a smile, "Thank you, Elder."The Su family's etiquette for entertaining VIPs is fine.Begin with two attentive and meticulous refreshments, and the guests will feel their sincerity.If you treat each other with courtesy, it will also be returned with courtesy."Huh? It seems that someone is calling your master, that old man Mu."As he was talking, Elder Zhang suddenly heard a somewhat familiar shout.Su Yu raised her eyebrows and checked the peak leader's small seal.'No, not here.'"It seems that I heard it wrong." Elder Zhang laughed and shook his head. He reached out his hand to stroke his beard but stopped halfway. He turned to touch the now extremely smooth lower jaw. Immediately there was a beautiful glow in his eyes. He held back from changing his expression, but his face became quite strange."Elder Zhang, you have been working hard for the past few days."Su Yu thought about it and turned over her storage bag.According to Elder Zhang's taste survey report, a dish such as Four Spirits Fried Liver is only effective when taken for the first time.Subsequent consumption will only add a little qi and blood, which is too trivial to his Nascent Soul.Su Yu took out a small jasper bowl and a green bowl with a lid, which revealed a hint of sweetness.It was the remaining four-red blood-tonic porridge and black-boned chicken soup that she made for Yan Yan but was not used last time."Elder, try this."Elder Zhang was stunned. "How embarrassing. I had eaten here for a long time and still have something to take away-" But before he finished speaking, he had already reached out his hand.Su Yu: "..."Wei Zhao: "..."Elder Zhang's face soon became hot. "Little Niece Su, Yu Dong told me yesterday that I already owe you 23,000 contribution points. Look, what else can I do? What can this old man do for you?"Su Yu nodded.This is what she wants.Honor and shame are integrated. The most important thing is for the remuneration package to make the other party reluctant to leave and even generate an employee sense of belonging. You won't get this kind of treatment at any other restaurant."It doesn't matter. Elder will gradually return it. If it really doesn't work, in the future, there will be Elder's disciples and grand disciples. How can we calculate carefully between friends?"Elder Zhang was greatly moved.Wei Zhao's forehead twitched."By the way, these elixir is a set with the Four Spirits Liver pill." Su Yu originally designed the three flavors to complement each other, but these people took them separately. "I heard Elder had taken the Four Spirits Liver pill to increase your lifespan, so I will give all of them to you together."Elder Zhang was stunned.'One set?''Just like that small longevity array with the round moon cake pill?'He looked in awe immediately. He clasped his fists and gave a half salute to Su Yu. "Thank you, niece. If I extend my life span and break through to the spiritual transformation period in the future, I will definitely repay you."Wei Zhao was stunned....A hundred feet away, after Xi Quan saw an old man with long hair black in roots but white in tips, he quickly landed on Zhiqiong Peak.He casually found a disciple and asked, "This one is Xi Quan of Wanjian Mountain. May I ask if you have seen my master? Taoist Zhang of Wanjian Mountain?"The answer to this question is now known to all the disciples on Zhiqiong Peak.Immediately, a young disciple pointed at the kitchen enthusiastically. "I just saw Elder Zhang was looking for my second sister. Brother, do you need me to take you there?"As he spoke, there was a smell of mushrooms on his body.Xi Quan frowned.'This disciple's strength is low, but he is greedy for appetite and breaks the way of fasting.'Xi Quan sighed inwardly.Xi Quan pursed his lower lip, saying, "Okay, thank you, Junior Brother."The little junior brother who led the way was taken aback and looked at him suspiciously.Xi Quan closed his eyes.Xiao Muge was so powerful that when he came to Wanjian Mountain to fight the formation, he cut off the formation with a single sword.Hey. He shouldn't think too much."Lead the way."If he speaks more and recalls about Xiao Muge, it will cost him one-third of his incense stick!"Senior Brother Xi, this is the place." The little brother was ten feet away from the small kitchen and didn't dare to go any further. His Second Senior Sister usually concocts alchemy here, and the kitchen is now the center of Zhiqiong Peak."Brother, please wait a moment. I will pass a message to announce you first."Xi Quan looked at the small messy place with a thin aura in front of him.The cultivation environment here is far inferior to Wanjian Mountain.He immediately suppressed the emotion in his heart. He stood outside the door, guarding the lit incense in his hands. Soon, he smelled a stronger smell of mushrooms soup. There are also some sweet and sour fruity aromas and meat and fat aroma."Senior Brother, my Second Senior Sister ask you to come in."Xi Quan frowned.'How come there is such a smell everywhere in this Zhiqiong Peak?'He immediately lifted his foot and walked into the small courtyard. Just as he was about to call his master, he saw two people standing in the narrow, dilapidated doorway.One of them is a young female cultivator in a yellow dress.He could see her strong muscles but weak bones as he stood in place. Her wide cuffs revealed a jade-like hand with ten fingers that were slender and reddish. A small jasper bowl in her hand makes the back of her hand look like snow.This woman is obviously not his master.Xi Quan's eyes were stunned for a while before he suddenly woke up and looked at the other person.He saw a strong male cultivator in a robe, half-bent in front of the weak female cultivator, clasping his fists in salute.His waist-length hair was casually scattered, just like the old man he saw hundreds of miles away earlier. His long hair is strangely black at the root but white at the bottom. The roots of his hair are ebony-like and shining. But only after about three inches, it gradually becomes pale as paper, loses its luster, and has dull split ends. At first glance, his hair looks dry.'Youth and old age. Two different kinds of years coexist in this person.''What kind of weird exercise is this?'1Xi Quan couldn't help but look away quickly.If a junior with a low cultivation base was staring at a senior with a higher cultivation base and exploring at will, it may offend the senior.But the problem is, this person is not his master either.Xi Quan glanced at the incense with purple smoke in his hand and put it into his storage bag.'One-third of the incense was gone again.'His right hand, holding his sword, twitched painfully.He immediately walked towards this male cultivator whose cultivation base was very strange, but at least Nascent Soul. He clasped his fists and saluted."Disciple Xi Quan has seen senior."This powerful male cultivator was shocked."Senior, do you know where my master, Elder Zhang, is?" Xi Quan took the time to ask.Wei Zhao, who was in a wheelchair, poked his head out of the small kitchen in surprise.Su Yu couldn't help but cough.When he saw their expressions, Xi Quan hurriedly said, "Could it be that he has left?"But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the senior male cultivator with black and white hair turn around, "You unfilial disciple!"Elder Zhang's annoyed voice came from the mouth of this strange man with black and white hair.Xi Quan was slightly startled.The old wrinkled face was somewhat familiar, but it was also unfamiliar.This man's face only has similar wrinkles to his master's, but he does not have his master's dim eyes or old age spots, which make his face eerily looking.In addition, this man has a clean jaw. There is no sparse white beard that his master usually cherishes!Moreover, there is newborn skin around his temples, surrounded by small black fine hair.How could his master become like this?"You confused thing, can't even recognize your own master!" Elder Zhang was angry.1Xi Quan: "...!"He can't even recognize his master, who has worked so hard to pull him to the peak of the Golden Core!Elder Zhang has an expression of disapproval and looks at Su Yu. "It really made Little Niece Su laugh."Su Yu smiled. "Elder Zhang's appearance has changed. It is normal for Senior Brother Xi to be mistaken."Elder Zhang couldn't help but touch his smooth chin when he heard it. His eyebrows and eyes were smiling. "Yes. This old man has extended his lifespan by three years in just a few days. All thanks to Junior Su. "Xi Quan: ...Elder Zhang smiled and looked at his third disciples. "Xi Quan, your three sticks of incense thing can be postponed. Little Niece Su refined some elixirs for this old man, so you don't have to practice too hard and be in a hurry to find spirit grass for this old man."Xi Quan looked at Su Yu in amazement.'Her elixir can prolong life?'Just in one breath, he stepped forward in awe and bowed directly. "If Junior Sister Su can save my master, Xi Quan will definitely repay you with anything!"Elder Zhang smiled and nodded. This apprentice is the most stupid but the most filial to him.Wei Zhao was shocked.'In just a few days, another person in the peak of Golden Core has a good impression of them, Zhiqiong Peak?'He shivered a little when he thought about it again.But soon, Xi Quan raised his hand, holding another three incense sticks.Everyone was stunned."Today, Sister Su added my master's life span for three years, and his life span is now nearly six years. I-"Then, they saw him bow his head and quickly extend his hands in salute."From now on, I can set foot outside Wanjian Mountain for six incense sticks every day!"1"In these six incense sticks, Xi Quan will follow the instructions of Junior Sister Su!""..."Su Yu opened her mouth and closed it again.'What an obsessive-compulsive disorder.'...At Zhiqiong Peak's Sword Forest.The hourly worker, Xi Quan. No, Senior Brother Xi Quan, who is at the peak of Golden Core, carrying Elder Zhang's sword power, hurriedly landed in the forest.Without speaking, he took out six sticks of incense with purple smoke. He lit a stick and then drew out a fifth-grade spirit sword.Xi Quan pointed to the sword. "Defeat it. You only have six sticks of incense time!"It was obvious that Elder Zhang said half a day, but it became six sticks of incense because of him.Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth. She took the lead and rushed up with a determined face!But only for a moment. Her knees seemed to be under heavy pressure, and she fell to the ground.Elder Zhang's fifth-grade spirit sword contains his perception of swordsmanship at the peak of Nascent Soul. Once the sword is out, it is not something that these little Foundation-Building disciples can shake.Hang Wan'er held the double hairpin in her hand tightly. In her mind, there was an image of a heartless and powerful swordsman in a black robe pushing her seriously ill mother to the ground. Nausea and dizziness flooded back into her head."Hurl-" She couldn't help but turn her head away and vomit."Stand up." Xi Quan's face was as hard as iron. "The incense has burned fifty percent!"As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yan swung a sword at him. However, he quickly stopped and couldn't take another inch forward.This is the terrifying strength of a Nascent Soul.This is the difference between a Nascent Soul and a Foundation Establishment or a Qi Refining.The brothers and sisters of Zhiqiong Peak were shocked and desperate.It's just a sword aura, but they can't compete against it. Don't mention the fourth-class monster in the second round of the big competition. I am afraid that even if the opponent will lie down and let them cut it, they will not be able to break its skin.Last year they were able to rank tenth in the third-rank peaks, but it was also because of the sword of their Senior Brother."Can..."But when everyone gave birth to fear and retreated, Hang Wan'er's stubborn voice in the bamboo forest sounded.She put her hands on her chest, gritted her teeth, and swallowed her nausea."Think about... mushroom soup... think about Second Senior Sister... We can..."Holding her hairpin, she stood up with her knees trembling. "I can do it...why can't you!"She is not a sword cultivator.She just took a step towards Xi Quan, and in a flash, she was shaky again and fell on her back."Seventh Senior Sister!"Yan Yan gritted her teeth. "Senior Brother Xi Quan, my Seventh Sister is not a sword cultivator. Facing a Nascent Soul's sword qi in this sword forest is harmful to her body. I'll take her to rest first.""Don't..." Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth and flew towards Xi Quan with a golden hairpin swaying.But she was only a foot away, and Xi Quan easily caught her.He shook his head. "You are in the middle stage of foundation building? Your strength is not as good as when I was at Qi Refining. If you are my junior sister, don't even think of staying in Wanjian Mountain. You are too weak!"1He raised his hand, held Hang Wan'er golden hairpin as if it was a sharp sword, and stabbed at the fifth-grade sword!The hairpin broke into Elder Zhang's sword force and shattered it into two in one blow.Everyone was stunned. Hang Wan'er looked at the golden hairpin in front of her sluggishly.'Very strong.'"Pick it up." Xi Quan glanced at the six incense sticks and sighed, "Come again."Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth, pulled out the double hairpins from the soil, and attacked him again!He closed his eyes and caught her.He waved and flew her out."Come again."...Five sticks of incense.Five and a half....Hang Wan'er's palms were torn by sword energy, and her double hairpins were dripping with blood.Xi Quan put away the five-grade spirit sword that was floating in the air and glanced at the last half of the incense. "At this time tomorrow, I will come again."After saying that, he quickly took off with his flying sword, as if someone was chasing him."Senior Brother Xi Quan..." Zhao Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was holding his sword with trembling hands. "Don't you want to stay to have some elixirs? Second Senior Sister said that you have worked hard too."Xi Quan was stunned but quickly pinched his fingers to sober up.If he returns now, it will be just in time for six sticks of incense.He cannot stay any longer.He shakes his head and speeds up his flying sword.Zhiqiong Peak is too weak.They had time to eat all sorts of pills and soup, but they could not break his master's sword energy today."Thank you. I'll take it when you are able to cut this sword energy within five sticks of incense."Xi Quan's voice lingering in the air, and then he was gone.Zhao Ran blinked softly, "Brother Xi Quan, we, actually..."Senior Xi Quan didn't know what he missed!But just after he finished speaking, a red figure next to him fell down.Zhao Ran was in a hurry, "Seventh Senior Sister!"When he saw that the corners of Hang Wan'er's pale lips were shaking, Zhao Ran hurriedly said, "I'll take you back to your room."Hang Wan'er was unable to raise her right hand and was shaken. "Put me down. I want to continue."Halfway through, the double hairpins in her hands fell to the ground unsteadily.Zhao Ran was anxious. "Senior sister, stop making trouble,..."Hang Wan'er closed her eyes.In practice today, she is the worst one among the core disciples.Even Little Sixteenth, Zhao Ran, who hasn't built a foundation, has persisted longer than her.Xi Quan is right. She has to practice her Qi.Just like this, she still wants to punish all evil men in the world?She is a shame for female cultivators.Hang Wan'er's eyelashes trembled in pain, but her right hand touched the Five Immortal Ropes around her waist for a moment. She opened her eyes, and her eyes were twinkling as she said, "Little Sixteen, carry me to the small kitchen."Zhao Ran was happy, "Okay, carry... eh? Small kitchen?""Stop, don't get too close.""To the right.""Hey, go left... oh right..."Hang Wan'er, with a pale face and trembling hands, sat on a chair that was carried on both sides by her younger brother and sister.Zhao Ran was sweating after a while and said with a bitter face, "Seventh Senior Sister, do you want to go left or right?"Hang Wan'er held her hairpins in both hands, endured the discomfort, and stared at the yellow figure exposed in the small kitchen window."Stay still." She hurriedly shouted.Second Senior Sister is still so dazzling.Second Senior Sister's back is still so straight and mighty.Hang Wan'er's face showed a hint of fascination.Second Senior Sister is the brilliance of the bright moon, a role model for women like her."Little Sixteen, I'm fine again." Hang Wan'er's eyes flickered."Huh?""You carry me back to the sword forest. I have drawn strength from Second Senior Sister, and I can continue to practice again!""..."Zhao Ran didn't quite understand what his Seventh Senior Sister was doing, but he could only do as she wished.But after taking one step, he was stopped."Who is outside?" Su Yu's beautiful voice came from the small kitchen.Hang Wan'er stuck her tongue out, "Let's go, don't disturb Second Sister." She instructed Zhao Ran.But Zhao Ran had held back for a long time. He immediately turned around and shouted, "Second Senior Sister," he looked towards the small kitchen and immediately complained, "Please convince Seventh Senior Sister. She is going to die!"Hang Wan'er: ...Su Yu was preparing today's dishes. When she heard this, she raised her eyebrows and walked out of the kitchen.At a glance, she saw Hang Wan'er's ugly face, and how she was slumping on a chair. Hang Wan'er also panicked and wanted to escape, but she slid down as she got up in a hurry."Second Senior Sister, everyone has finished training with Senior Xi Quan. Seventh Senior Sister is weak, but she wants to continue training. If she continues like this, she will be gone." Zhao Ran continued to complain.Hang Wan'er turned to stare at him.Su Yu washed her hands with spiritual water, wiped them dry, and then called them."Get her in."Little Sixteen and Little Eighteen immediately entered the small kitchen. They put Hang Wan'er and her chair together, placed it next to Su Yu's reclining chair, and ran away quickly.Hang Wan'er slapped her chair angrily, but they all pretended not to see."Second Senior Sister..."Hang Wan'er saw that the deed was done, and she couldn't escape. She can only be scolded. Hang Wan'er raised her face and peeked at Su Yu's expression. She saw Su Yu standing with her hands behind her back, and she was unable to lower her shoulders."I just want to get stronger..."Whether it's the sword cultivator in her childhood nightmare or the Nascent Soul who destroyed her golden rope, she couldn't beat them.Today, under Elder Zhang's sword energy, she didn't even have the power to strike.Hang Wan'er's eyelashes fluttered, but soon she saw the yellow dress in front of her.Su Yu brought her a small white porcelain cup the size of a palm on a wooden saucer.Su Yu didn't mention anything outside her kitchen. "Just in time. Today I made a special portion for you and a few junior sisters... Try it."Hang Wan'er raised her head suddenly.She was no longer sad or afraid for a moment, and her eyes were glowing. "For my junior sisters and me?"But she quickly bowed her head. "Actually, my brothers... are also very good. Second Sister can also make it for them."But when she finished speaking, she couldn't help grinning.The smile could not be hidden from under her drooping eyelashes, and it overflowed brightly.Generally, the strong are more valued by the peak master. The weak will not receive preferential treatment.Hang Wan'er has been away for a long time, so she will not be surprised.But in Zhiqiong Peak, it's not like this. She and a few junior sisters are not very strong. But there are times when she leaves her senior and junior brothers and eats alone.Su Yu nodded and motioned her to lift the lid of the cup."I see that you and a few junior sisters often chat together. This is suitable for you to eat and play while chatting."Hang Wan'er widened her eyes.'Is there such a pill?'"You try it out first. If there is no problem, share it with the juniors."Hang Wan'er immediately took a deep breath and ran a circle of Seven Emotions and Six Desires exercises to stabilize her mood. Then she responded carefully, "Okay, I'll try it!"Su Yu nodded and looked at her encouragingly.Hang Wan'er immediately put the saucer on her knees solemnly and reached out to lift the white porcelain cup lid.She was surprised.In the past, her sister's pills were often steaming hot. Even the porcelain dishes were warm.Not only is it not hot this time, but it doesn't seem to be as fragrant as the previous elixirs."Well, this is a cold... elixir." Su Yu smiled. "There is no heat, so before tasting it, the smell on your nose would be slightly inferior compared to your other senses."Sure enough, a girl's mind is more delicate and can appreciate the small details.Master Su was moved.Thinking of Yan Yan's report on the sword candies, which is "as smooth as a sword," Su Yu's forehead twitched, and she didn't want to think about it.She handed chopsticks boiled in spiritual water to Hang Wan'er, "Seventh Sister, you should try it carefully. Sister is waiting for your experience report."Hang Wan'er immediately cheered up.When she looked down, she saw that in the snow-white porcelain cup, there were pills the size of longan. Its color is pale gold and clear, but the shape is like a bird's claw!Hang Wan'er opened her mouth in shock. "This, this look..." How is elixir looks like this?Su Yu handed over a black gold plate. "This elixir is called Phoenix Claw."In order to make it easier for the sisters to eat while chatting, she chose to serve the chicken feet cold with hot and sour seasoning. The more you eat, the more fragrant it becomes.Hang Wan'er lost her mind. "Phoenix feet?""Second Senior Sister is really domineering. The name you gave to this elixir... um, it's stylish."Ordinary cultivators would tremble when they heard it."Spit the bone on this," Su Yu smiled and pointed to the black gold plate. "Don't swallow it by mistake."'Bone?''How does elixir have bones?'Hang Wan'er looked at the longan-sized pill in shock, not knowing what to do.But she gritted her teeth. Her second sister would definitely not harm her.Would she still try it out with her if it is a normal elixir?Hang Wan'er immediately took the chopsticks and took one of the chicken claw-shaped pills with two golden halos. When she saw the clear juice was about to roll down, she hurriedly put her red lips together and sucked them into her mouth instantly.Hang Wan'er's hands shook, and the chopsticks on her hand almost fell. She hurriedly opened her mouth to bite, but the strangely shaped elixir was actually elastic and had a layer of strong skin. The skin soaked in the remaining juice and softly quivered between her teeth.The sourness was as clear as the spring breeze, and the heat was as scorching as the sun. It swept away the anxiety in her heart because she was eager to practice but could not do it properly...She was completely fascinated by the taste of this elixir.After a little sip between her lips, she grabbed the chopsticks and tore off a piece of strong skin from the Phoenix Claw. She narrowed her eyes comfortably, cherished the taste, and carefully covered her red lips before chewing slowly. The more she chews, the more delicious it is. The crisp texture and the hot and sour flavor irritate her lips and teeth.She wants to continue and doesn't want to stop.Hang Wan'er thinks this elixir is too small. She can eat a dozen of them alone!She closed her eyes and enjoyed this slightly sour and spicy aftertaste.But when she closed her eyes, she fell on the chair.The pill she just swallowed felt like a fire in her belly.The spicy taste burst out in her Dantian again and again."Ah!"Hang Wan'er closed her eyes tightly, and she was automatically cross-legged within a moment.After half a column of incense, she let out a long sigh. She raised the golden hairpin in her hand, and it suddenly becoming a phantom-like sharp claw. The phantom claw waved towards the small kitchen, and a rockery ten meters away broke apart. At the center of the rock were four imprints like it was hit by chicken claws!Su Yu: ...Su Yu was lying down on her reclining chair before, but now she suddenly stood up.'I got it!'Hang Wan'er opened her eyes excitedly. "Second sist... my ancestor... Ou..."Her speech slurred, and then she blushed and spat out the bone that had long been in her mouth."I understand, Second Senior Sister. Thank you for the elixir!"Su Yu waved her hand cheekily, "It's just an appetizer."'Appetizer?'Hang Wan'er was confused.But in a flash, when she spat out the bone, she heard a crashing sound like a ring of bells landing on the black gold dish.When she looked down, she saw a moon-like silver glow blooming on top of the claw bones she had just spit out.Three rays of light fell from the sky.Hang Wan'er: "!"'Help, I just spat out a third-grade magic weapon?!'
