You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Wen Qing put down her chopsticks with some disinterest.

He sighed and said, "When I had nothing to do in the past, I always wanted to celebrate my birthday as soon as possible so that I could come to Senior Sister Qu Ting's place for dinner."

"But now that I have finally eaten it, I feel that the food here is actually just average."

"It's not as delicious as what junior brother makes."

"If I had known earlier, we might as well go back to Xiaozhu Peak to celebrate and save five hundred spirit stones."

Xiao Yun felt the same way when he looked at a table of exquisite dishes.

He had heard from Senior Sister Wen Qing that the food was super exciting, and he still had high expectations for the food here.

After actually eating it, I felt average.

Although it tastes good, it does lack some flavor compared to the food cooked by Xiao Yun.

Mainly because the food here is all original, without any seasonings.

It doesn't taste that sensory-stimulating.

In previous lives, many people pursued the taste of food itself.

But without the seasoning to enhance the flavor, the food itself is not as delicious as imagined.

Even the ingredients themselves are extremely delicious.

Adding appropriate seasonings will also make the food more delicious.

Xiao Yun and Wen Qing ordered five dishes and one soup, which cost a total of five hundred spirit stones, which really made Xiao Yun's body hurt.

After having enough wine and food, Xiao Yun suddenly remembered something.

Zhong Tianyan is still waiting for them at Xiaozhu Peak.

He excused himself and his senior sister to prepare lunch to entertain him, and then he got out.

How come you forgot about this?

Xiao Yun put down his chopsticks and said to Wen Qing: "Sister, are you ready to eat?"

Wen Qing nodded and said, "Well, let's go, I'll take you to visit Lingjian Mountain."

"Okay, but Senior Brother Zhong hasn't eaten yet, let's pack these leftovers and take them to him."

Wen Qing glanced at the leftovers on the table and felt a little confused: "Are you going to give these to Senior Brother Zhong? Isn't that bad?"

Although the food here did not meet Wen Qing and Xiao Yun's expectations, it was still delicious.

The two of them ate every dish on the table, leaving not much left in total.

Xiao Yun smiled and said, "It's okay. Putting these dishes together can make a dish. I'll go back and process it a little. It'll be enough for Senior Brother Zhong."

Wen Qing was a little embarrassed and reluctantly agreed: "That...that's okay."

"Waiter, pack!"

……

Divine Sword Peak, Sword Pavilion!

Xie Jingfeng, the leader of Divine Sword Peak, is practicing in the sword pavilion with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, I heard hurried footsteps ascending the sword pavilion.

"Master, something big has happened!" Han Yi, the chief disciple of Divine Sword Peak, walked up in a panic.

Xie Jingfeng didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly: "What happened? Is there a demon from the Demon Cult coming to attack our Spirit Sword Sect?"

While he was speaking, a hundred long swords vibrated on the sword rack in the room.

It seems that he wants to grab the sheath and come out to fight with the demon sect!

Han Yi quickly shook his head and said: "No...Master, this is a bigger matter than the Demon Cult demons coming to attack the Spirit Sword Sect. Something happened in the Sword Tomb! Senior Brother Liu Da was slashed through the chest with a sword in the Sword Tomb. Now, Your life is at stake!"

Xie Jingfeng still didn't open his eyes, but said coldly: "You're a waste, you're not good at studying, you're doing it yourself. Which of your uncle's disciples did this?"

The hundred long swords in the sword pavilion instantly stopped stirring and returned to calm.

"Master, it was Master Yan's disciple from Xiaozhufeng who did it!"

Xie Jingfeng said: "So it's Wen Qing's child? It's understandable that Liu Da is not her opponent."

"It's just that Wen Qing has always had a gentle temper and never had any disputes with her classmates. How on earth did you bully her? Make her so angry that she actually got into a fight at Divine Sword Peak and was so cruel and ruthless?"

"Master has misunderstood. Junior Sister Wen Qing will naturally not do such a thing. Xiao Yun, a new disciple of Xiaozhu Peak, did it!"

Xie Jingfeng's face that had always been Gu Jing Wubo finally showed an expression.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be sword light shooting out of his eyes, making people afraid to look into them.

"The new disciple of Xiaozhu Peak? That miscellaneous spirit root?" Xie Jingfeng asked with confusion.

"Yes, Master, he is the Zalinggen disciple." Han Yi lowered his head and replied.

"To be disemboweled by a new disciple of the Miscellaneous Spirit Root is really a disgrace to our Divine Sword Peak!"

"Even if Liu Da is killed, how can I have the dignity to go to Xiaozhu Peak's Junior Sister Yan to reason with him?"

"The dignified true disciple of Divine Sword Peak was actually killed by a newbie, a miscellaneous spirit root. He died just in time, so that he could live and embarrass us Divine Sword Peak!"

Xie Jingfeng closed his eyes again and ignored Han Yi below.

Han Yi coldly sweated and the beads of sweat on his forehead flowed down like rain. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of Liu Da's injury, but after his master pressed him, he told him about the Dragon Slaying Sword being taken away.

But judging from Master's intention, it seems that he is not in the mood to continue asking.

Han Yi had no choice but to bravely continue: "Master, there is another important matter that needs to be reported to you."

Xie Jingfeng said with a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "If you have anything to say, please tell me."

"The dragon-slaying sword in the sword tomb was taken away!" Han Yi whispered.

"What?" Xie Jingfeng shouted and stood up.

A hundred flying swords in the sword pavilion vibrated together, and some even made a "buzzing" sword sound.

It seems that he can't wait to follow Xie Jingfeng out to kill the enemy!

Xie Jingfeng waved his hand, and a clear sword chant resounded through the sword pavilion. The Jinghong Sword was unsheathed and turned into a ball of light and flew into Xie Jingfeng's hand.

In a flash, Xie Jingfeng came to Han Yi and asked angrily: "Where did the devil from the Demon Cult sneak into our Divine Sword Peak and steal the Dragon Slaying Sword? In which direction did he escape? Why didn't this matter be reported earlier? !”

Han Yi had never seen his master so angry before. He was so frightened that his whole body became weak and he was sweating like rain.

He said with a trembling voice: "No...it wasn't done by people from the Demon Cult...it was...it was taken away by Xiao Yun from Xiaozhu Peak."

Xie Jingfeng felt as if he was struck by five thunders, and subconsciously took a step back. He looked at Han Yi in disbelief and asked.

"What did you say? Say it again, who took the Dragon-Slaying Sword?"

"Yes...it's Xiao Zhufeng's disciple, Xiao Yun."

"That miscellaneous spirit root?" Xie Jingfeng confirmed again.

"Yes, that's him." Han Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said.

Xie Jingfeng was silent for a moment and quickly asked: "Is he a spy of the Demon Cult? He actually sneaked into our Divine Sword Peak and stole our Dragon-Slaying Sword!"

"Where did he flee to?" Xie Jingfeng asked.

He was so careless that he never expected that a demon sect spy would sneak into the Spirit Sword Sect in front of the real leader and the leaders of the peaks.

If this matter spreads out, it will be a great shame for the Spirit Sword Sect!

Han Yi swallowed his saliva and carefully explained: "He...he...he didn't escape...Now junior sister Wen Qing from Xiaozhu Peak is wielding the Dragon Slayer Sword and carrying Xiao Yun to play in the sky above the Spirit Sword Sect... "

Xie Jingfeng was immediately stunned!

what on earth is it?