The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

"Okay." Ling Chi nodded, and immediately went to the sword casting shed to pick out a purple-red scabbard, inserted the flying sword into it, and carried it behind his back.

Seeing his current appearance, Zong Lian nodded with a smile: "Yes, he looks like a sword fairy."

"It's all taught by Master." Ling Chi chuckled and asked, "Master, what's the name of this sword?"

"This is a flying sword made for you, so you can name it yourself!" Zong Lian said, "This sword contains the three elements of wind, fire, and thunder. You only need to inject the spirit to activate the three types of spells of wind, fire, and thunder." The attack is astonishingly powerful."

"So that's how it is." Ling Chi thought for a while, and said, "Since it has the three elements of wind, fire and thunder, let's call it... Xiaosan!"

Zong Lian: "..."

The flying sword immediately flew out of the scabbard, circling around Ling Chi non-stop, conveying a violent emotion.

"Uh, you don't like it?" Ling Chi asked.

The flying sword buzzed again and again.

"Isn't Xiaosan pretty good... Okay! I'll think of another one." Ling Chi scratched his head, but unfortunately he was a painstaking name picker and really didn't know what to call it, so he simply followed its own attributes and said: " How about calling it 'Feng Huo Lei'?"

"..." Feijian was silent for a moment, then buzzed, as if agreeing with the name.

There is no way, although Fenghuolei sounds ordinary, but it is better than Xiaosan or something!

Zong Lian's expression at this moment just now can be described as wonderful, he was completely defeated by his own disciple's escapism, but he couldn't help but remind him of that mischievous disciple Qionghua who had defected.

well!Everything is God's will!

……

Ling Chi got a flying sword of very high quality, and it was a flying sword that could automatically protect the master, which made Shuang'er, Huang Rong, and Shang Xiuxun very envious, and pestered Zong Lian to get such a flying sword.

Zong Lian was very helpless: "You can't, you don't have spiritual roots, you can only take the path of internal strength to control the sword. You can also if you want, when you find the treasures of heaven and earth, and have spiritual roots, I will tailor it for you as a master. Flying sword."

The three women had nothing to say.

"Ahhh!" Huang Rong yelled three times: "Why don't I have spiritual roots! Damn it!"

Ling Chi patted her fragrant shoulder and said: "Don't worry, there will be spirit roots and flying swords, sooner or later."

Huang Rong hugged him tightly: "Brother Ling, hurry up."

Ling Chi nodded: "I will as soon as possible."

Zong Lian: "???"

What charades are they playing?

……

With this superb flying sword, and promoted to the red level, Ling Chi's strength has entered a period of rapid growth, and the same is true for Shuang'er, Huang Rong, and Shang Xiuxun. Sitting firmly in the top four, Suyao was trampled under their feet, unable to stand up, and the reputation of the Qionghua School's four heavenly kings became more and more resounding.

However, Suyao's follower, Suxin, is getting stronger every year, and his ranking is rising every year. Finally, in the fifth time in the faction, he won the unprecedented No.6, only under the Four Heavenly Kings and Suyao. Become the new big boss of Qionghua faction.

Suxin's hostility towards the Four Heavenly Kings is visible to the naked eye. Although her own strength is insufficient, with the support of Suyao, she spent five years gathering the strength of most of the newly recruited disciples of the Qionghua Sect. Paying attention to self-cultivation, not greedy for power, and usually not caring about the affairs of the faction, Suyao and Suxin gradually grasped the new strength of the Qionghua faction.

Moreover, the health of the elders who survived the war in the demon world is getting worse and worse. Those who are old-age pensioners and those who have retired to the second line have almost quit the Qionghua sect, except that the sect will come forward when encountering relatively big things. center of power.

This also made Suyao's position as the head of the sect more stable, and with her promotion, only young disciples under the age of 20 can participate in the Qionghua Sect's annual martial arts competition, and those over the age of 20 can only watch the fun.

Without the big platform of martial arts competition within the faction, the reputation of the Four Heavenly Kings is also declining. As more and more young disciples join the Qionghua faction, the Qionghua faction gradually only has the voice of the head of Suyao.

Under such circumstances, Suxin has been urging Suyao to clean up Lingchi and the others, but Suyao refused: "We are too weak to tear ourselves apart with them. Suxin, remember, before the demon world comes, we must Tolerance. Since they are the Four Heavenly Kings of the Qionghua faction, let them rush into the demon world first. No matter whether they are dead or alive, after the war is over, we will settle the score with them!"

Su Xin's eyes lit up: "Good idea! Sister, you still have a way."

Suyao stroked her cheek and said: "I still say the same thing, practice hard and survive."

Su Xin looked into her eyes: "Senior sister, you too."

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In the sixth year of Ling Chi's entry into the Qionghua Sect, a little boy named Murong Ziying was sent to the Qionghua Sect by his parents.

Zong Lian immediately fell in love with this little boy's talent for making swords, and originally wanted to accept him as a disciple to inherit his mantle, but Suyao rejected Zong Lian's request in order to attack the power of Zhu Jian Valley, and instead personally Take Murong Ziying as his disciple.

Zong Lian had no choice but to take advantage of Murong Ziying's spare time to teach him the art of sword casting, because he knew that time was running out, so he gave it all without reservation. It can be said that although Murong Ziying is not his Disciple, but he was teaching him as a successor.

Although Murong Ziying doesn't talk much, he is a child who can clearly love and hate. Zong Lian treats him well, he sees it in his eyes and remembers it in his heart. Lian was extremely pleased.

Murong Ziying's sword-making talent is indeed very high. She has only studied with Zong Lian for three years, and she is only nine years old. Her ability to forge swords is not inferior to ordinary sword-making disciples. According to Zong Lian's estimate, at most 20 years In this way, Murong Ziying will be able to completely inherit his mantle and become the strongest swordsmith and sword-wielding elder of the Qionghua Sect.

It's a pity that he won't see that day.

Ling Chi joined the Qionghua Sect for the tenth year, Zong Lian closed his eyes forever, for a moment, Qionghua was in grief, even Suyao shed tears.

Although she didn't deal with Ling Chi and the others, she admired Elder Zong Lian from the bottom of her heart.This is a member of the Qionghua sect who has dedicated his whole life to the Qionghua sect. His death is a great loss to the Qionghua sect.

But Ling Chi and Shuang'er were not in the least bit sad, because Zong Lian was happily exchanging casting skills with Pu Heng, Ou Yu, Shan Meixian, and Shan Wanjing in the current farm.

"Master, you are living a good life!" Ling Chi walked in front of them and said with a smile: "The Qionghua faction is very sad. If they know that you are not only alive, but also live so well, they don't know Are you going to dig your grave?"

"You brat." Zong Lian scolded with a smile: "If my master knew your origin, why would I work so hard to sort out my sword-making experience and explain the funeral before I die."

"You can't blame me." Ling Chi shrugged: "After all, there are gods in this world. If I blatantly reveal my identity, what will they do if they arrest me?"

"Uh...that's true." Zong Lian nodded: "Be careful in everything."

"I know." Ling Chi nodded, turned his head and asked, "Old Pu, how are you communicating with my master? Did you benefit a lot?"

"It's more than benefiting a lot." Pu Heng blushed excitedly: "It's just pointing out the direction for the little old man."

"That's right." Ou Yu nodded again and again: "Master Zong Lian's attainments in sword casting are like gods."

"This old man is not that powerful. It's overrated, overrated." Zong Lian waved his hand and said, "You guys also have a lot of skills worth learning from me. We need to get closer to you in the future."

"Master Zong Lian said yes." The four of them nodded in agreement.

"Then you chat, I'll go to the ranch to see." Ling Chi said.

"it is good."

……

In the pasture, Yun Tianqing and Suyu were running on the grass on tall horses.

"Hahaha, Suyu, come and catch me! You can't catch me!" Yun Tianqing ran ahead, laughing loudly.

Suyu said angrily: "Damn it, don't let me catch you, or watch how I deal with you!"