Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

Lan Chuya left the poor courtyard with a smirk on his sign and walked towards the kitchen.

go to breakfast.

In the past, Lan Chuya didn't go to the kitchen to look for food, because those people wanted to insult him and make him lie on the ground and bark like a dog before giving him food.

Although Lan Chuya was stupid, he also knew that it was a bad behavior, so he didn't go to get food afterwards, preferring to be hungry.

But for him, that doesn't exist.

The highest level of cultivation in the Lan family is the head of the sect, in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Cultivation is extremely difficult, and the whole family has devoted all their efforts to cultivating such a monk in the foundation-building period. Countless pills, countless spiritual herbs, and spiritual fruits have been used. The whole process is extremely difficult.

With such a foundation-building cultivator in the family, the entire Lan family stands in Xiaoyao City without anyone daring to bully it, and it is even said to be beautiful.

Now no matter where the Lan family went in Happy City, they were flattered and flattered and enjoyed many benefits, so even though they spent huge manpower, material and financial resources, no one complained.

The Bigu technique can only be practiced after the foundation is established, and the others in the family have a lower level of cultivation than him, so they all need to eat.

There are many people coming and going in the kitchen at the moment, but the rest of the Lan family are being served by the Zongshi, they don't need to come in person, they are all their Zongshi who come and go, they go in empty-handed, and come out with trays, trays It is full of exquisite breakfast food.

In the entire Lan family, only Lan Chuya would come to the kitchen, so his low status was obvious.

When Lan Chuya appeared at the door of the kitchen, the whole scene seemed to freeze for a moment, but then became active again, but the eyes of many people changed, contemptuous, disdainful...

"Look, all the idiots are here to eat."

"Yeah, do you think a fool knows how to eat?"

"Hahaha, a fool is also a human being. Eating when hungry is a human instinct. No matter how stupid he is, he still knows it. Otherwise, how can he follow the scent like a dog?"

Then everyone laughed presumptuously and insultingly...

Lan Chuya only thought that a group of vicious dogs were barking at him. At this moment, he had no strength, so he followed that spirit. If a vicious dog bites you, you can't bite it back, but should be killed.

Ignoring those disgusting voices and extremely uncomfortable stares, he walked into the kitchen.

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. If you walk at night for a long time, you will run into ghosts. You must be careful in the future! ! !

The white mist from the steamed food in the kitchen billowed and diffused into the air, lingering a strong food aroma, all the food was cooked with spiritual water, just the smell was extremely comfortable.

Some people were busy cooking by the stove in the innermost room, some people put the prepared food on the table in the middle, and some people were standing at the big wooden table in the outermost room to pick up food.

A busy sign.

Everyone reacted the same when they saw him.

"Look, the fool actually came today."

"Didn't you not come before?"

"Who knows what's going on today, maybe he's too hungry?"

"A fool also knows how hungry, are you kidding me?"

"Then I haven't been a fool, and I don't know!"

The kitchen was instantly filled with sarcastic voices, all aimed at Lan Chuya without exception.

With a smirk on his face, Lan Chuya went straight to get the bowl, intending to ask the waiter in the kitchen to serve him some porridge. As for those noises, just think of them as crazy bees buzzing. When reporting, he needs to be patient.

On the big wooden table were three large pots of white rice porridge, neither thick nor thin, which looked very comfortable. The porridge was boiled with spiritual water, and it was very fragrant, which made him swallow unconsciously.

There are buns, steamed buns and side dishes beside them, which are very rich.

It seems that the Lan family is quite rich, but yes, alchemy consumes a lot of spiritual grass and wood, and even if you have the ability, you can't make alchemy without money.

The spoon was held by Zong Shi. When he went to get the spoon, Zong Shi put his hand away.

However, when he handed the bowl to Zong Shi, Zong Shi suddenly let go of the bowl and dropped it on the ground. With a "bang bang", it immediately fell apart, and the pieces were just scattered at Lan Chuya's feet.

This sound attracted everyone's attention. Those who were about to leave and the Zongshi who had just arrived immediately surrounded the kitchen door tightly, blocking the light, and it seemed that the kitchen was a little dark.

The attendant serving the porridge raised a sour smile, "Little fool, if you kneel on the ground and call me grandpa, I'll give you porridge."

"Yeah, it's a good idea to call grandpa, kneel down and call grandpa."

"No, after calling you Grandpa, you have to learn how to bark like a dog. Only when you learn to bark vividly and pleasantly can you give him food."

"Hurry up, call grandpa, bark like a dog, or I won't give you food, you deserve it if you starve to death."

These insults that only existed in memory were staged again, and Lan Chuya was instantly angry, but he still smiled silly on the surface, "Hey, hey..."

He went to get another bowl and handed it to Zong Shi.

Zong Shi threw the bowl to the ground again with contemptuous eyes, "Little fool, the bowl can't be held steady, what are you going to eat? If you don't want to call grandpa or bark like a dog, get out of here quickly, there are so many people behind you Waiting."

Lan Chuya stared at the arrogant Zong Shi for a while, then went to get another bowl, this time a bigger one, pushed through the crowd and ran out with a smirk.

I gave you two chances, since I don't want them, don't blame me!

Came to the yard, filled a bowl full of soil, ran back to the kitchen, poured the soil into three porridge pots with lightning speed, and grabbed the spoon from Zong Shi's hand to stir it. Stirred, "It's delicious, it's delicious..."

Everyone was stunned by Lan Chuya's actions, they stood where they were, and forgot to react.

While everyone was shocked, Lan Chuya took two steamed buns and put them in the front of his clothes, and then flipped the rest of the steamed buns, steamed buns, and delicate pastries to the ground, and then ran to the middle to fill the paper. The table with the food was overturned directly, plates, bowls and dishes were smashed one after another, and then there was a loud bang, and the whole kitchen shook three times, leaving the floor in a mess.

If you don't let me eat it, then everyone will not eat it.

At this time, everyone also reacted, all of them had fierce eyes, and they were about to catch Lan Chuya in a menacing manner.

A roar came, "Grab that idiot, and watch how I kill him later."

"Hurry up and catch him. We must beat him up today. It's absolutely lawless."

"Break a pair of legs right away, so that he won't come to the kitchen to destroy it in the future, so there will be no future troubles."