Shaking light to cultivate immortals, I shocked Master three thousand times

Chapter 10 You Can Still Cook?
Su Jue didn't know at all.

In one day, he broke through to the second level of Qi training.

What a shock it caused to this outer cultivator who only had a third-rank spiritual root.

all the time.

Everyone said that he was a mortal, not even qualified for entry-level cultivation.

What I heard and saw were all the legends of Tianjiao's mighty, ancient sages.

The survivor's deviation formed, which made him have no idea how difficult it is for ordinary monks to break through.

"Nephew, are you listening to me, what are you thinking?"

Talked a lot, said a lot.

Su Jue suddenly discovered that the white-robed disciple was not listening at all.

He stared wide-eyed and looked at himself, but his mind was wandering.

This is very angry!
When others are talking, you should at least listen and show some minimum respect, okay?
"Ah, Uncle Master, I heard you. You just want to get some survival tools from the warehouse. This is easy to handle."

When he came back to his senses, the white-robed disciple said seriously.

From the very beginning, he called Master Uncle just out of politeness.

But as time goes by, after knowing the truth of the matter, shouting again is from the heart.

Uncle Shi is worthy of being Uncle Shi, the speed of his cultivation alone is already far beyond the reach of others.

"Not just now or not? Why did you have it again in a blink of an eye?"

Su Juekuang rolled his eyes, feeling that these people were inconsistent in their actions.

"Uncle, if he doesn't have it, it doesn't mean I don't have it here."

"I never said from the beginning to the end, if you don't give you these, don't blame the good people."

The white-robed disciple smiled and didn't care.

After saying Uncle Shi, wait a moment, he turned around and whispered something to another white-robed disciple before entering the warehouse.

Soon, he moved out a lot of things under the staring gaze of his thick-browed and big-eyed disciple.

"Uncle, Taiqiong Peak is high and dangerous, it's very difficult to walk, and you have a lot of things, why don't I help you get them."

Moving the good things, the white-robed disciple made an extremely considerate and thoughtful proposal.

Su Jue saw that his face was full of sincerity, it should be a reward for letting him go before.

Just as he was about to agree bluntly, the light curtain flashed past and options appeared.

[Mission Option 4: Reject the other party's kindness.Completion reward: Wisdom +[-]. 】

[Mission Option 3: Accept it gladly, and let him get more.Completion reward: stamina +[-]. 】

Looking at these two options, if only from the perspective of cultivation and maximizing benefits, increasing wisdom is of course very good.

But going up and down the mountain is really tiring.

Even if he has walking cloud shoes and the second level of Qi training, he still can't bear it.

"I choose two."

With a thought, Su Jue said unceremoniously:

"Then trouble my nephew, help me carry these two vats."

The white-robed disciple took a look and saw that each of the two vats on the ground was half as tall as him.

There is a bucket in the vat, a pot in the bucket, a pot in the pot, a bowl in the pot, chopsticks and spoons in the bowl, and a ladle half-closed.

In the other jar was rice, with tea, salt, sauce and vinegar on top of the rice, and a kitchen knife resting on an axe.

"That's really rude."

With a mutter in his heart, the white-robed disciples kept their faces unchanged, one in each hand, carrying the vat and Su Jue, who was holding two bronze bells, back to Taiqiong Peak.

Along the way, the two of them met many Yaoguang disciples, all of them looked strange, and many of them pointed and said something.

Su Jue ignored it completely, what could he do if his mouth grew on someone else.

The white-robed disciple, on the other hand, looked disdainful, all he was thinking about was:
What do you know?

Uncle Shi broke through to the second level of Qi training in one day.

This kind of talent can only be achieved by at least a monk with a seventh-rank spiritual root.

The elder at the outer door must have misjudged his eyes, the pearl is covered in dust.

Only when Lianyue was in charge of the seat, with discerning eyes and discerning pearls, discovered the strengths of the uncle, did he ignore everyone's opinions and accept him as a disciple.

With such boldness and great wisdom, can I just ask you guys?

Short-sighted people dare to babble here!
In the future, when the waiting uncle succeeds in cultivation and enters the realm of great power, you will definitely look up to him!
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the white-robed disciple raised his head with a surge of emotion.

He was the first Yaoguang disciple to discover this matter, and he must be included in future history books.

Beside, Su Jue had no idea what this guy was thinking.

What's more, in the not-too-distant future, there will be a certain rumor that will spread like crazy.

……

All the way to the top of Taiqiong Peak.

During the chatting on the road, Su Jue finally found out that the white-robed disciple's name was Wang Cheng.

Before, he never took Su Jue seriously, so the two of them didn't exchange names.

But now I am sure that my uncle is an extraordinary person, he will achieve great things in the future, he is a good person, and he is very kind.

Wang Cheng's attitude also changed greatly. If he wants to make friends, he should hug his thigh as soon as possible.

"Is the seat of Lianyue not here?"

Putting the tank down, Wang Cheng looked at the bare mountain top, not surprised at all.

When he first started, he was playful and did not understand the rules. In addition, there was no one guarding Taiqiong Peak, so he sneaked up there and knew the situation here.

"Master, she is taking a nap."

Su Jue pointed at the room with his chin, busy unloading the things he brought up.

"Uncle, I won't disturb you."

Seeing that Su Jue was busy going around and had no time for small talk, Wang Cheng politely said goodbye.

"Leave without a meal?"

Su Jue asked back, at any rate, they also contributed their time and effort.

"No, uncle, I have an appointment with someone."

Wang Cheng quickly shook his head, waiting for Su Jue to light a fire to cook, it would be almost dark by the time he ate, not to mention that he really had an appointment.

Su Jue turned around and saw the peach blossoms on his face. He understood something instantly and showed an "I understand" look.

No wonder there was an urgent matter yesterday, and today's appointment is probably the same as yesterday's urgent matter.

After Wang Cheng left, Su Jue found a few more stones, piled up the embers from last night's fire, and set up a stove.

Then, he ran halfway up the mountain again, took a basin of mountain spring water, and even used his own bell technique to smash to death a pheasant that was screaming in the air.

At this time, the middle-grade magic weapon that had been useless, the tungsten iron dagger, actually played a huge role. The reason behind it was heartwarming.

Cutting the throat to let blood out, boiling water to scald the skin, disembowelling the stomach, pinching the small intestine with salt, Su Jue's techniques were extremely skilled and sophisticated.

Only a quarter of an hour later, he washed and stripped the three-pound pheasant.

Raise the sword and drop it, cutting iron like mud.

After the chicken is chopped into pieces, put it in a pot under cold water, bring to a boil over high heat, skim off the foam, add chopped green onion cooking wine, and simmer over low heat.

A familiar, refreshing fragrance wafts in the wind on Taiqiong Peak.

Soon, Mu Lianyue faintly woke up from her sleep.

There was a straw in her hair, her eyes were sleepy, her face was flushed, she walked out and looked in front of her.

Taiqiongfeng... When did there become so many things?

Another vat, another basin, and bowls and chopsticks and an axe?
Look over these.

In the middle, Su Jue squatted on a rock.

In front of him, there is a pot, and the fragrance comes from the pot.

Walking over, Mu Lianyue was shocked again when she saw Su Jue taking off the pot and tasting the soup with a spatula.

"You still cook?"

Su Jue heard the sound, quickly put down the pot cover and spatula, turned around and said obediently:
"Master, you are awake."

Immediately afterwards, he realized that the answer was irrelevant, and added:

"The disciple is an ordinary person, and cannot swallow wine and drink dew like the master. Three meals a day are necessary for a human being. From yesterday evening to now, the disciple has not eaten a drop of rice. I am really hungry. I can only make a fire to make food. Please forgive me for disturbing Master."

Seeing his well-behaved and harmless appearance, Mu Lianyue waved her hands indifferently.

It's just cooking, a small matter.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, here on Taiqiong Peak, it's just the two of us. Apart from cultivation, as long as it's not too much, you can do whatever you want. Don't worry about whether I like it or not."

After speaking, she smelled the fragrance again, and the smell became stronger when she got closer.

Swallowing her saliva unconsciously, Mu Lianyue asked:
"You, can you eat it?"

Su Jue was startled, she didn't expect that a woman like Mu Lianyue, who was addicted to alcohol, would want to eat chicken.

He hurriedly said:

"The disciple has simmered for an hour, the meat should be crispy, Master can taste it first."

Taking out a small bowl, Su Jue specially picked up a few pieces of chicken drumsticks for Mu Lianyue.

(End of this chapter)