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The Secret Realm of Xiaozhong Mountain is located in Luoming Mountain. When the floating immortal boat of the Xuanxu Sword Sect arrived at the gate, it was midday.

Luming Mountain is a major sect of immortality. Unlike the Xuanxu School, which focuses on kendo and the Fanyin Temple, it has a large number of cultivating sects, which is similar to a comprehensive university.

Fairy clouds in the mountains and lakes are everywhere, the sun falls into the lake water, rippling with crystal clear little shimmer, like the sun falling into mortal dust after being shattered, and the empty mountain lumens.

Between the mountains and forests, the cranes are leisurely, Qionglou Yuyu stands on the peaks, the white wall and glazed tiles are covered by the sparkling water, like a fairyland on earth.

"This place is too big too!"

He Zhizhou jumped down from the immortal boat, and to express his inner excitement, he came directly to the three straight men of the 21st century: "Awesome! Invincible! Sixty-six six!"

After being called by the elders to the Palace of Qingxiao, it took a lot of effort to explain clearly. He just noticed the devilish spirit on Pei Ji and tried to investigate his identity; and the so-called "black and thick thing", Just a small magic knife.

Ji Yun will be silent after listening, and Shi Jingyi will cry.

I heard that the elders were silent for a long time. Finally, Tian Xianzi pretended to be silent and coughed: "Yes, yes! We asked you to come here to talk about this-we can't discriminate against the blood of the demons! Pei Ji didn't do it again. What's wrong, with such an old man, who can do it? Zhizhou, you have to understand our painstaking efforts!"

So the matter was revealed. When He Zhizhou complained to Ning Ning, he commented that the group of people shouldn't eat, it's enough to eat decontamination powder.

"Xuanxu Sword is here!"

The middle-aged man standing in front of the mountain gate smiled openly and stepped forward to greet him. Behind him was several disciples with good cultivation skills and blue-clothed hair: "We have been gone for a long time, we are welcome!"

The visitor was He Xiaochen, the head of Luming Mountain.

As soon as he finished speaking, a male voice that was unremarkable but concealed with excitement rang in his ear: "When will the head have time to compete with me?"

He Xiaochen didn't shirk, he immediately looked at Zhen Xiao who was about to fight, and a bright light flashed in his black eyes: "Just now! Go, I'll take you to a good place!"

"Head."

Behind him, a disciple said: "Now is the time to welcome the various martial sects, if you leave..."

He Xiaochen waved his hand: "It said that I was greeted by the guests, and I was almost gone. I was resting in the room."

After that, he turned to Zhen Xiao and said, "Go!"

The shadows of the two swords turned away.

Seeing the appearance of the gentle and elegant scholar of the head of He, he did not expect to be a fighting freak just like Zhen Xiao.

"Please don't care."

The blue-clothed disciple who had spoken before smiled politely and awkwardly, and raised his hand sideways, letting a broad and magnificent mountain road open: "Xie Junming in the lower Luuming Mountain. The secret realm will open tomorrow. Today, the martial arts have prepared a banquet for you all, please Come here with me."

Xuanxujian sent fifteen disciples. Ningning knew Lin Xun, Pei Ji, He Zhizhou, and Qin Shu.

The banquet is arranged on the top of Xuanji Peak, where the clouds are transpiring, and the delicacies and delicacies are dizzying, and it feels like a feast of the immortal family in nine heavens.

Ning Ning and Lin Xun, the two unlucky children who are used to eating soil, have not seen so many delicacies for a long time. Especially when Ning Ning traveled from another world, seeing each kind of food felt extremely novel, and she feasted without thinking too much.

Xie Junming was slightly startled.

Although the banquet before the secret realm is called "rest and rejuvenation", for the disciples of the major sects, the biggest purpose is to listen to information and consider the strength of the opponents.

How can there be such a serious brain pounding on food.

Ningning smiled at the corner of her mouth: "It is soft and cold, delicate and silky. When you bite it, the sweetness of the coolness seems to melt into water, and a brain flows into the stomach. White jade cake is the best in the world!"

Lin Xun's eyes turned red: "This fish soup is fresh and delicious. It should have used a good dew to remove the smell. At first taste, it is full of fragrance, unparalleled."

Xie Junming:...

Why did you start a food evaluation? Also, the corners of my eyes were red after drinking the fish soup. Are you serious, fellow Taoist!

"Young. Don't you know that this banquet is not for eating at all?"

Finally came a sensible person.

Xie Jun looked at the person who was speaking in Ming Dynasty, and saw He Zhizhou dressed in a white shirt, handsome in his facial features, full of unrestrained gestures, and undoubtedly a handsome young man.

Since arriving at Xuanji Peak, he has been looking seriously at all the sect disciples present, presumably carefully thinking, and secretly preparing plans in his heart, waiting for a blockbuster after the secret is opened.

After talking, He Zhizhou paused for a moment, then stared at him and speeded up his speech: "There are so many handsome men and beauties here, oh my god! Don't hurry up and feast your eyes!"

Xie Junming:...

Well, really good, you deserve to be the Xuanxu faction.

Lin Xun was extremely shy and didn't even dare to look at others in the public. Only Ning Ning raised his head honestly and nodded frantically: "Really, so many beautiful sisters!"

As she spoke, she picked up another piece of dessert, her eyes gleaming: "The sister in the blue dress over there is really good-looking, if only I could talk to her."

Xie Junming followed her gaze and looked over.

In the corner of the banquet sat a young girl wearing aqua blue dress, with phoenix eyes, vermilion lips, and skin like fat. At this time, the whole body was covered with a faint sunlight, and it became more and more white and almost transparent.

The girl's eyebrows were picturesque and smoked, and when she sat alone, it seemed that even the wind around her had slowed her pace, and she was incredibly quiet.

"That's our Junior Sister Yunyue from Luming Mountain. It's probably very difficult to talk to her."

Xie Junming said honestly: "It's not that she is so open and inaccessible. It's just that Junior Sister Yun is afraid of people by nature. Apart from facing her close friends and relatives, she will not speak out the rest of the time."

Wouldn't it be that the symptoms of social fear are worse than those of Lin Xun.

Ningning nodded and thanked him, and moved his gaze to the other side.

Among the people coming and going, there is another that is equally eye-catching.

Unlike Yunyue, who travels alone, there are many sect disciples around this person, who seems to be very popular.

That was a young boy monk, born extraordinarily handsome.

The little monk wore a white robe and was tall, with a pair of peach eyes smiling at all times. Under the bridge of the tall nose, the corners of light pink lips curled upwards.

He looks outstanding, with a bright red mark on his eyebrows, but he smiles like a snow lotus that is out of reach of the Tianshan Mountains, with extraordinary bearing.

"That is the bright sky of Fanyin Temple."

Xie Junming's gaze followed her, and patiently explained: "Youth genius, compassionate."

As soon as his voice fell, a clear juvenile voice sounded beside him, with a lazy smile, like a cat's paw gently scratching his eardrums: "Which one is not a young genius?"

The sound was very nice, Ning Ning's mouth was wrapped in cakes, and her round black eyes gurgled.

Then he heard a "wow" from He Zhizhou beside him.

Lai Ren is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, no less beautiful than Ming Kong—

Even in terms of "sultry", it is even better.

The juvenile's red clothes are like fire, which is especially prominent in the door clothes of various martial arts with black, white and blue as the main color.

Rumo's long hair is scattered behind her, her face is as white as jade, her thin lips are astonishingly red, and her narrow eyes are filled with smiles, seemingly casual, but with just a light pick at the end of her eyes, there will be thousands of joys. Yan color.

Not to mention that the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if rubbed into a thousand ambiguous, charming colors.

Xie Junming snorted coldly: "Mei Xiu from Niguang Island."

Many of their disciples of the big sects do not really appreciate this not-so-sophisticated technique of cultivating immortals.

The more beautiful the appearance, the higher the talent. This young man entered the Golden Core stage at a young age, and one can imagine how outstanding he looks.

He ignored Xie Junming's attitude and smiled at Ningning's lips: "The girl must be a disciple of the Xuanxu Sword School. I am Niguangdao Rongci."

"My name is Ningning."

Ningning swallowed the pastry, her eyebrows curled: "I saw Meixiu for the first time, did you practice on the island? What is the scenery of Niguang Island? You are so beautiful, you must be very strong."

This time, it was Rongci's turn to froze for a moment.

When the sect disciples met them, they either treated each other coldly or blushed at a loss. After greeted them like her, they praised him for the first time.

It's kind of silly.

"How about the scenery of Niguang Island..."

Meixiu has a straightforward temperament, and will take the initiative when spotting the prey without hesitation. He smiled deeper and took a step closer to the little girl beside him: "Will you know if you come with me and have a look? Ningning is a beautiful girl, if you can double with me—"

Ningning listened to him very seriously.

Double what?

"Senior Sister."

But when he was halfway through his words, he was interrupted by words.

Pei Ji didn't know when he appeared not far away, and slightly twisted his eyebrows.

The male protagonist is worthy of being a male protagonist, even if compared with the shocking appearance of Rongci, he has not lost the slightest.

Pei Ji was originally an extremely beautiful appearance. The black clothes set off the young man as tall as a bamboo in the wind, and it looked like an awe-inspiring long sword that was suddenly unsheathed, with unstoppable aura.

The indifferent hostility was crushed in the corner of the eye, condensed into a crimson mole at the end of the eye. At this time, he looked at Meixiu in red with a smile, revealing a somewhat dangerous aura inexplicably.

He seemed to raise his eyebrows, somewhat provocatively. Although he was speaking to Ningning, his eyes fell on Rong Ci's face: "Master is about to take us to the guest room where we rest tonight. If you don't come, you won't be able to catch up."

Rongci squinted and smiled, responding to his gaze silently.

"Oh! I'm right now!"

After Ning Ning finished speaking, she looked at her. The moment she turned to look at her, she put on the harmless smile of humans and animals, and listened to her softly: "Then I will go now! Let's continue the chat next time. ."

She paused: "But the next time we meet, it should be in the secret realm."

"Yes." Hongyi Meixiu's tone was faint, with a little hopeless expectation, "At that time, we will be competitors."

*

Luuming Mountain is worthy of being a large family of immortals, and even the guest rooms are very exquisite and gorgeous, and each house is also equipped with an alchemy furnace.

As soon as she saw Dan Lu, Ning Ning remembered a certain unpleasant memory, and couldn't help but hurt——

But how can the successor of New China be defeated by such a small setback! Wherever she fell, she would get up from wherever she fell. She still didn't believe it, and she couldn't cure a stove by herself.

"Huh? Use pill furnace to make food?"

He Zhizhou was stunned for a moment, and he quickly grinned his lips in a quite agreeable way: "Yes! This alchemy furnace is actually equivalent to a microwave oven of a comprehension version. Not only can it control the temperature by itself, but it also comes with aura. If it is. Used to make food, maybe it can really make some shocking masterpieces."

There are actually no technical and theoretical obstacles to cooking with a pill oven.

It's just that from the perspective of cultivators, the furnace tripod has always been used to refine precious pill. If the ingredients are cooked, it would be too overkill.

But Ningning didn't think so at all.

In the world she used to, she often made small desserts by herself. After I came here, not only did I rarely have the opportunity to go to the kitchen, but it was also very troublesome to start a fire and wash the pot. If you can turn the Dan furnace into a small portable oven and put it in a storage bag-

Then she can successfully have the cultivation version of mung bean cake osmanthus cake egg yolk cake and even sushi!

The two of them said they did it. Due to the current lack of ingredients, only the syrup starch edible oil in Ningning's storage bag and the apple banana pear on the guest room table. After some discussion, they decided to set today's goal as the candied banana.

Qin Shu, who was in the same room with Ningning, held the sword and watched them work up and down: "What is the toasted banana?"

"The world is delicious! Junior sister, you have a good taste tonight!"

He Zhizhou gave a thumbs up: "The syrup is solidified and wrapped around the cut bananas. Take a bite while it is hot. The sugar cubes are hot and the taste is extremely crisp. The bananas inside are soft and tender, exuding a sweetness of heat from the inside out. ——Absolutely!"

Qin Shu said "Oh", "Then why Daoist Lin Xun turned pale when he saw me and ran into the room directly?"

Ning Ning replied: "My junior is shy, and I am most afraid of staying with strangers. I have bought him a dummy and let him practice conversation in the room to see if he can improve it."

The first banana wrapped in oil and starch was put into the stove, Ningning coughed slightly because of the smoke, and barely grasped the chopsticks in her hand.

At this moment, I suddenly noticed a ray of black shadow flashing in front of my eyes, blocking all the smoke behind him.

It turned out that Pei Ji raised his left hand and covered her with the thick white smoke with his sleeves, while the other hand took the chopsticks in her hand involuntarily: "I'm coming."

The contact between the two hands was only a short moment.

Pei Ji's palms were as cold as black iron, but the back of her hands was very soft and warm, and when they first touched it, Ning Ningbing blinked her eyes hastily.

By the way, his body is naturally cold and his body is not very good.

Pei Ji was clever, and she knew the process of making silky bananas once she saw it. His slender fingers flew and twisted in a familiar manner. After a while, the whole diced banana was put into the pill furnace.

Unlike Ning Ning, He Zhizhou only behaves badly when the system releases tasks, and usually gets along with Pei Ji as friendly.

As a performance student who once dreamed of getting an Oscar, he maintained a vicious character with professionalism and snorted coldly: "I can't tell, your kid is not good at swordsmanship, and his craftsmanship is not bad."

of course.

Ningning thought, Niang Pei had always ignored him. If she didn't learn how to cook by herself, she would have starved to death.

Bananas are all off the stove, and now we are facing a very important problem.

Ningning scratched her head with a serious face: "So...how long should we wait for the pan?"

*

"... spying on the enemy?"

In the evening, Luumingshan guest room.

A girl in plain clothes was sitting at the wooden table. Although she was talking to the people next to her, her eyes drooped straight and she was engrossed in the "Nine Styles of Taiqing Sword" in her hand.

It was Su Qinghan, the personal disciple of Wan Jianzong.

"Yeah! Tomorrow the secret realm will be opened soon. Anyway, I am still idle. It's better to see who the disciples of other schools are."

The juvenile said on one side: "Senior Sister, this little heavy mountain mystery has been opened for many years, and many Golden Core cultivators have regarded it as a place for trial and competition. As the saying goes, knowing ourselves and knowing the enemy is not dead, it is worse than us——"

"Xu Ye, as a Jian Xiu, how can he be moved by such crooked ways."

Su Qinghan's voice was so weak that he couldn't hear the slightest rise and fall of the tone: "Whoever it is, as long as I wait for the sword, it makes no difference."

The implication is that when mowing, every grass is the same.

This eldest lady is crazy enough.

The young man named "Xu Ye" ate ashes and had to leave the room after saying goodbye. But Su Qinghan's refusal without hesitation didn't mean that he would give up halfway.

The senior sister always said that he had too many spooky ideas, not like a sword repairer. But Xu Yan thinks that this is not called a lot of ghost ideas, it is called strategy and tactics.

——He has been taken care of by his senior sister for so long, and tomorrow he must let the senior sister take care of her pre-war preparations with admiration.

The secret realm of Xiaozhongshan will be opened soon, and many disciples of the school are studying the secret realm rules with great concentration.

Some spent a lot of money to buy the information in the secret realm, and now they are working overtime to strengthen their recitation. There is quite a posture that when the final exam comes, the mountains and the rain are going to be full of wind.

Xu Yan looked around, and finally came to the guest room of the Xuanxu Sword Sect.

The first few houses were normal. The disciples either practiced swords and read books, or spent time idly. When it was a certain turn, the teenager suddenly opened his eyes in shock.

I saw that the window of the room opened slightly, and from a small gap, he saw the silhouette of a man.

There is a pair of dragon horns in that life, with beautiful and gentle eyebrows, and he whispers to someone in front of him, speaking in a shy tone: "Girl, my name is Lin Xun, a disciple of the Xuanxu Sword Sect. Who is the girl's name?"

No one responded to him.

But he seemed to have answered, lowered his head and smiled with a blushing face: "Really? It sounds good. What is the girl doing here?"

Then there was a long silence.

It happened that the dragon clan named Lin Xun actually made the appearance of listening carefully, and nodded in agreement from time to time.

Xu Yan was puzzled, and changed his direction, just to see the appearance of the person opposite him.

At this look, the scalp exploded directly.

He, he, he--

It is not a person that he is talking to, but a scarecrow that is simply painted with human facial features!

This is too scary! Why would anyone speak to a scarecrow and still speak back and forth! Is this Daoist in a bad spirit? Is it really okay to participate in the Secret Realm like this!

However, this is not over yet.

Lin Xun in the room frowned, "No... this won't work."

Xu Yi wouldn't know that this scarecrow was just a tool Ning Ning specially prepared to let her junior and younger brothers practice conversation.

I don't even know that Lin Xun at this time just felt that speaking to the air was too untrue, and he couldn't exercise it. In order to be more effective, he decided to imitate the opponent's actions.

The only thing he knew was that the mentally abnormal Dragon Clan scored twice and then said the nightmare line: "Girl, my name is Lin Xun, a disciple of the Xuanxu Sword School. Who is the girl's name? "

Then Xu Ye saw him with his own eyes and paused and turned around.

Then he smiled shyly and whispered softly: "The slave's name calls Xiaohua, I wonder if the son is here, what is the purpose?"

The scene is weird beyond imagination.

Xu Ye rolled his eyes and almost vomited.

He heard cold laughter coming from the room.

Lin Xun's face was distorted, before he had time to change his expression, he slanted his nose and smirked, "I'm here to eliminate demons."

Xu Yi: Grass.

Xu Yi: Hastily! ! !

This person's condition is getting worse and worse! I have already started speaking to myself! Brother, please be normal, he is just a child, he is really scared!

What are you doing! What are you doing!

There is no evil spirit in the room, and the only explanation is that there is a problem with this person's brain.

Xu Ye was frightened and ran away in a hurry, and hurried to the other room.

After experiencing the thrilling plot just now, he is cordial everywhere now, and he feels like home everywhere.

Now the windows of his house are wide open, and you can see what's inside without any effort. Xu Yi couldn't wait to watch some normal scenes and wash his eyes, so he raised his eyes without hesitation——

Then his expression was completely stiff.

There are four people in the house, two men and two women.

A strange smell he had never smelled came out of the room, and one of the young people in white clothes was holding chopsticks and picking up an unknown object from the alchemy furnace.

——No, Xu Ye can still guess its name.

The cylinder, dark brown, exudes a weird breath.

How could anyone put this stuff in the alchemy furnace.

His young mind was strongly impacted.

Ningning shook her head in amazement, "It's amazing the time and upside down all sentient beings. With this look, it deserves to be the No. 1 delicacy in the world of comprehension."

He Zhizhou resisted his nausea and nausea: "It's not like eating, it's like something that can be digested after eating—have you seen "Rejuvenation"? Haven't been young before, he was just an old man when he was born. , Just like it."

Qin Shu took a step back without changing his complexion, and said in a panic: "Amitabha Buddha."

As strong as her, she can't bear such a visual impact.

Pei Ji: "..."

"It may have been practiced for too long, and the color is a bit dark."

Ningning patted He Zhizhou on the shoulder: "The taste must be okay. We are the first person in the entire cultivation world to do it. It is normal for a small mistake to occur."

Then you are indeed the first to make this stuff.

Xu Yi shivered and really wanted to ask, brother and sister, what are you guys pictured?

"I don't understand the meaning of your so much trouble."

Qin Shu said, "Is there any difference between this and eating directly? It's like this, so people have no appetite at all."

dry.

Does eating directly lead to appetite?

Your Xuanxu Sword Sect is truly invincible.

After that, the young boy saw a picture that was enough to remember his life in his mind.

The white-clothed Jian Xiu from the Xuanxu Sword Sect picked up the columnar object and ate it with a tangled face.

Xu Yi saw with his own eyes that his expression gradually eased from the initial disgust and rejection, and gradually revealed a shallow smile, which finally became an incomparable enjoyment.

Yes, he was actually enjoying it.

"Originally, I don't think no one will eat this stuff."

He Zhizhou slowly raised a thumbs up: "Although it looks ugly, it has a beautiful heart!"

This is no longer a problem of being ugly! It is inherently problematic, problematic!

Who can think of it.

As one of the top sects of kendo, the disciples of the Xuanxu Sword Sect are either talking to themselves in a terrifying and terrifying way, making strange laughs from time to time; or they are like a bunch of people in the demon sect, gathering in a room with a pill furnace. ○.

Xu Yan was about to cry.

The mind was hit by a double blow, and he really couldn't bear it alone.

The communication talisman in his arms flickered, and he saw a message from a senior brother: [What was the result of the interrogation? The Xuanxu Sword Sect is our enemy. I wonder what's their situation? ]

Xu Yi was so scared that it rained with pears, took out the pen from the storage bag with his trembling right hand, and wrote the crooked words.

The last three exclamation marks, each containing his endless history of blood and tears.

[It’s horrible, don’t go near! ! ! ]

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