Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

Chapter 18: I’M Cooking Today

This treasure made by the second senior sister is good or bad.

But the smell of hoof meat is full of fat… It’s really strange.

Hang Wan’er fell on the bed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

“Sixth Junior Sister, you are awake, hurry up and try to activate your spiritual power to untie the rope.” Wei Zhao looked at her and said hurriedly.

Hang Waner struggled towards Su Yu, who was standing with her hands behind her back, and nodded obediently, but as soon as she stretched out her right hand to make a gesture, she made a gesture and said, “Senior brother, I move no…”

Wei Zhao:

The rope made by the second senior sister is so fierce that the monks in the early stage of foundation building could not break free day and night.

“There are… a few suspected demons, as if they stepped on me. I still have weak hands and feet, and my chest is stuffy.”

“Twelve hooves,” Su Yu calmly corrected, “Your sixth brother bought them.”

She has done three meals in a row these days.

Wei Zhao:

This spiritual tool has the dual functions of binding and attacking, and I am afraid it has entered the third rank.

He looked at Su Yu in surprise.

But Su Yu looked at Junior Sister Silkworm Chrysalis with great concern, “Would you like to call Junior Brother Six back?”

Only the foundation building period can unlock the formula of the foundation building period.

On the peak now, except for Lu Yizhou, who is in seclusion, no one has a higher cultivation level than Hang Waner. If you want to break free, you can only find Yan Yan to come back.

“Don’t!” Hang Wan’er was hot all over.

It’s too embarrassing, she tied herself and couldn’t undo it. Even Senior Brother Six, she didn’t want him to know.

“I… just wait.”

“Anyway, I’m inede too, so I’m going to sleep.”

After thinking for a moment, Wei Zhao nodded, “Well, just as a punishment for your reckless behavior this time, think twice before doing everything. To provoke a powerful cultivator, you must be outsmarted, take it slowly, and don’t hit the stone with an egg. .”

After finishing speaking, he looked carefully at Su Yu.

“Second Senior Sister, is there anything else you want to teach Seventh Senior Sister?”

Su Yu glanced at him admiringly, “No, you said it well.”

Lu Yizhou has a soft personality, Yan Yan is shy and alone, and this third junior brother Wei Zhao is the most suitable management position to assist her in coordinating the overall situation.

He should return to work earlier.

“Last time I heard Yizhou say that there is a magic pill that can repair your meridians and golden pills. Do you know the name of the specific spirit herb?”

She has made a lot of dishes now, but there is no effect in this regard.

“You call a few younger brothers and sisters to pay more attention, and let me know if there is any news about the formula or medicine pill, so I can start researching it.”

Wei Zhao was shocked.

Hang Wan’er, who was wrapped in silkworm chrysalis on the bed, was also stunned.

Listen to this tone, how can it be like the second senior sister can… alchemy?

That is a third-grade elixir!

“After my brother was injured, I turned over the classics,” Hang Wan’er blurted out immediately, “It will take two hundred years of third-grade spiritual plants, Qianqiu grass and Jinkui root.”

Su Yu was very interested, “How come I never saw your sixth senior brother buy it?”

Hang Wan’er hummed in a low voice, “Qianqiu grass and Jinkui root only grow in the deep secret realm of the sect, because they are too rare, they are only open to the disciples above the second-class peak Jindan, and the price is not low .”

Su Yu frowned.

Wei Zhao smiled wryly, “You don’t have to worry about me. It’s enough to live now and survive the hardship.”

Su Yu gave him a deep look, “Shut up.”

Wei Zhao: “…”

Hang Waner:

Second Senior Sister – Mighty! Zhi Qiongfeng female cultivator stood up!

“Senior sister, I am in charge of inquiring about the spirit grass!”

…

When Hang Wan’er woke up again, it was noon on the second day.

She was falling asleep when she felt a burst of relief from her body, and the layers of copper wall-like bindings dissipated.

“A day and a half!” She was delighted, “This way I don’t have to repair the golden rope, otherwise the sect refiner will charge me at least five or six thousand spirit stones.”

Hang Wan’er thought about it, sat up, and solemnly put the four spiritual ropes into the mustard bag.

When her eyes touched the golden rope in the handkerchief, her little face was still distressed.

Not long after, she found Su Yu.

“Second Senior Sister, although the golden rope is damaged, it is also a second-grade spiritual treasure. I want to seal it up in the spiritual room behind the eldest brother’s courtyard.”

To the peak, everyone saves.

The broken magic weapon is not willing to throw it away.

“If there is a need in the future, it can be used for renovation.” Hang Wan’er explained.

Su Yu didn’t expect them to be so poor. Even if she asked her to tie the meat dumplings with the broken silk rope, she didn’t feel very beautiful.

Hang Wan’er begged, “Second Senior Sister, lend you a small seal on the head of the peak.”

Most of the spiritual artifact rooms are the disciples’ artifacts that have been destroyed by the Qiongfeng in the past hundred years. In addition, they also contain more than ten spiritual treasures that their masters and senior brothers found in the secret realm.

These spiritual treasures are currently unavailable to the disciples and are not compatible with the practice. But if new people join in the future, you can still use it, or you can find a refiner to transform it and exchange it for new Lingbao Lingshi.

This is the foundation of a peak recruiting new people.

Therefore, the main seal of the peak is required to enter and exit the spirit tool room. If you want to take away the spirit treasure, and the prohibition left by the senior brother, the three foundation-building disciples must print their fingerprints at the same time.

“Good.”

Su Yu didn’t want to make a special trip for this kind of trivial matter, and immediately gave the peak master Xiaoyin to Hang Waner.

…

At this moment, the wind is blowing, and only the chicken ring in the back mountain is still a bit lively.

“Senior, this is the place.” Chen Shuxin carried a black-faced man to the top of Qiongfeng.

“Well, go down and have a look.”

They landed silently on the back hill.

Not long after they stopped at the back mountain, they saw a woman in red walking quickly towards the backyard.

There is only one female cultivator in the foundation period.

But halfway through, his voice stopped.

Black-faced people are not afraid to raise their eyebrows.

Chen Shuxin’s expression changed, “Senior, don’t be impatient, the golden rope around her waist…”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the female cultivator call out a silk like a wall, and swishly patted the male disciple passing by her, wrapping it in an instant.

“Little Sixteen! Why did you escape sword lessons again!”

On the silk that is suspected to be the width of the wall, four precious lights of different colors light up, and the three characters of the golden rope do not overlap.

Chen Shuxin:

“Presumably her golden rope has not been repaired, so she misappropriated other spiritual treasures.”

The black-faced man squinted and his voice was gloomy, “She is under my son, the Yuanying cultivator, and only uses the second-grade Lingbao to escape. Lessons in refining Qi and using the third-grade Lingbao?”

Three products?

Chen Shuxin is stagnant.

When did Zhi Qiongfeng become so rich?

“The light fragrance of the crabapple two days ago has turned into a strong smell that cannot be dyed without swallowing the meat for three days. You are calling a deer a horse and deceiving the old man as a fool?”

“Senior, I definitely don’t—”

“Humph!” The man in black flung his sleeves and fled, “I am now setting up a formation to find the broken golden rope. If it is in your sect, within a hundred meters, I will be able to perceive it!”

Chen Shuxin looked slightly relaxed, it must be her.

The man in black flies to a place where no one is, floating in the air.

In a cottage in the backyard of Qiongfeng, Hang Waner was pushing the door in. The broken golden rope she was holding moved faintly, and when it was about to float, the small print on the peak of her waist revealed a restrained and low-key dark light.

“Huh?”

In the polar region of the glacier, the black-haired man sitting in the glacial lake with a broad sword on his back opened his eyes.

A terrifying aura of transcending the peak of tribulation overflowed from him.

“Who?”

The broad sword floated in the air behind him, and he slashed to the southwest suddenly, and several thunders struck his head!

“Move my peak magic weapon?”

A blast of thunder fell on the ears of the black-faced man and Chen Shuxin, who were already far away from Zhi Qiongfeng.

They looked east in horror.

A terrifying sword intent pressure landed instantly.

“The great power of transcending the calamity, no—”

The black-faced man spit out the blood of the arrow, and the body exploded in an instant, turning into a blood mist.

Follow the trail of the power, and was killed by the backlash!

Chen Shuxin turned around in horror.

Crossing Tribulation, the Nanxun faction doesn’t have such a powerful person… The woman in red is not someone from Zhi Qiong Peak, he really made a mistake!

She has such a powerful background, if the transcending calamity behind him knew that he was helping people find her, wouldn’t he be finished?

Chen Shuxin frantically urged Feijian to escape.

“Cough-”

In the ice lake, a trace of blood spilled from Xiao Muge’s lips.

Sixth Junior Sister’s golden rope was damaged, and his junior sister’s luck was weakened again?

He held up his mind, choked up, and the broken ice floated into the air, and soon showed the appearance of Zhi Qiongfeng.

He was worried, but turned a little stunned.

Sixth Junior Sister, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, was smiling brightly.

‘The four spiritual ropes of the third senior brother and the second senior sister are better than the golden ropes that the senior brother gave me. ’

Xiao Muge raised her eyebrows.

‘Why don’t you ask Second Senior Sister? ’

‘ asked. She said that it’s just trivial matters, don’t look for someone like her to do big things. ’

Xiao Muge’s head was struck by another thunderstorm, and he forgot to resist.

Are they talking about the second junior sister in his impression?

On the second day, Su Yu cooked the fifth blue-striped silver thread.

Girls never tire of having too many accessories.

It is necessary to have different colors, the more the better.

“Seventh Junior Sister,” Su Yu walked to the back mountain with a white porcelain sea bowl, smiled and waved to Hang Wan’er, who was adapting to the new rope and tempering, “Take it.”

Hang Wan’er was beaming with joy, “Thank you, Senior Sister!”

She suddenly thought, the second sister’s spiritual treasure is called the Five Immortal Rope.

“Senior sister, I’m basically skilled. I want to go to the sect mission and find a golden elixir to test the power of the Five Immortal Rope.”

In this way, when she arrives at the big competition, she will know about her combat power.

Hang Wan’er is eager to try.

Su Yu raised her eyebrows.

No wonder this child provoked a lot of enemies in the later stage, and there was no golden elixir in the peak, forcing them to one-on-one high-level monks.

“Jindan… Last month, your fourth senior brother had a visit from a friend who was in the Jindan period.”

“Ah?” Hang Wan’er has never heard of it, fourth senior brother and Jindan friend.

Su Yu nodded, “Coming and not going, is indecent. It’s also time to teach him a lesson on behalf of your fourth brother, um, let’s talk with him.”

Hang Waner:

“Take a hoof with you, and if you lose, give it to him.” Su Yu took out the white porcelain sea bowl from the mustard bag, and the hoof flower trembled inside.

The competition between restaurants is not uncommon, and it is a major way for chefs to improve their skills.

Bidou always has to show some good luck, she doesn’t necessarily lose, so she has never been stingy.

Hang Wan’er’s eyes lit up, “Okay.”

Wei Zhao passing by: “???”

What is good?

Isn’t that fat hoof a waste material for refining the spirit rope?

Can this be used for gambling?