"Oh my God, it's a human delicacy!"

"I've never had such a delicious fried rice, give me another bowl...... No, two bowls!"

"Dudu's craftsmanship and the second senior brother are one heaven and one earth!"

In the sect's cafeteria, the disciples were devouring fried rice and praising them fiercely, and they were not willing to waste even a grain of rice.

Such delicious fried rice, they can no longer describe it in words.

Even Lu Qianqian, who has a cold personality, sits alone at the table in the corner and eats slowly.

Not to mention Li Qingyang.

After eating fried rice, I can only describe my previous cooking skills as 'garbage'.

Xiao Sinji savored every grain of rice, the expression on his face changed again and again, and he secretly exclaimed: "Delicacies in the world!"

Jun Changxiao ate two bowls, put down the dishes and chopsticks, leaned back on the chair and hiccuped.

Liu Wanshi, who was opposite, held her cheeks with her hands, and smiled with a blinking smile: "Master, how is my cooking skills?"

Jun Chang smiled and praised: "It's much better than the chef of Xingyue Tower!"

He is really glad now, the other party is crying and pestering to come to the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect, otherwise where would he find such a great chef.

Liu Wanshi pursed her lips with a smile and said: "Xingyue Lou is just an ordinary cook, but I am a senior chef, and when I comprehend a higher level, the food I make can still provide strength for everyone." ”

"So powerful?" Jun Chang smiled dumbfounded.

Lu Qianqian looked sideways, and continued to lower her head to eat fried rice for a while.

Liu Wanshi grinned and said, "Master, I can stay in the Iron Bone Zheng Sect now, right?"

"Yes. ”

Jun Changxiao didn't think about it at all.

Liu Wanshi's fried rice made the disciples feel comfortable eating, and they each returned to their residences, still not forgetting to talk in a low voice.

......

The night is coming, and the moon is hanging high.

Lu Qianqian sat on the roof of the main hall, with her hands on her knees, her chin resting on her arms, looking at the scenery of the mountains and forests outside the sect.

"It's so late, you don't go to sleep yet, how to do the task tomorrow?" Jun Changxiao jumped up from below.

Lu Qianqian ignored him, with a pair of water-cut eyes, always looking at the scenery in the distance, the cold wind was blowing, and the soft green silk was fluttering.

Jun Chang sat down with a smile, kept his distance from her, and said, "I feel that if I have something on my mind, it will be better to find someone to talk to." ”

Lu Qianqian said: "I don't have anything to worry about. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Sitting on the roof in the middle of the night, just to watch the stars and the moon?"

"That's right. ”

“...... Good Yaxing. ”

Lu Qianqian said: "Head, Liu Wanshi is not simple. ”

"Why isn't it easy?" said Jun Chang with a smile.

Lu Qianqian said lightly: "As far as I know, only the Ouyang family of the Heavenly Oracle King City will make meals that can improve their strength." ”

Heavenly Oracle King City?

Jun Changxiao has never heard of it, but judging from the word Wangcheng, it must be a very remarkable place.

"Dudu is not surnamed Ouyang. ”

"The name can be changed, and the surname can be hidden. ”

"Like you?"

Lu Qianqian was silent and jumped down.

Looking at the graceful back of the person walking towards the room, Jun Chang smiled and shouted, "Lu Qianqian, remember, you will always be the senior disciple of the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect. ”

Lu Qianqian stopped and said, "I know." ”

Jun Chang smiled and said solemnly: "If you have any enemies, if you have any grudges, when the sect becomes strong, this seat will make decisions for you, don't be reckless, and don't do stupid things." ”

Lu Qianqian's starry eyes flashed with a strange look, and then pushed open the door, entered, and closed the door.

Jun Changxiao yawned and jumped off the room to return to the main hall.

Lu Qianqian stuck in front of the door of the room and said lightly: "It seems that I know a lot." ”

......

Following.

As soon as the day dawned, Liu Wanshi wore an apron and began to get busy in the kitchen, and soon, the smell of vegetables filled the entire courtyard, and the disciples who had just gotten up immediately had an appetite when they heard it.

"Hmm...... It's delicious!"

"I feel like I won't get tired all day after eating these meals!"

"Serve me a bowl of soup!"

In the sect's cafeteria, the disciples gobbled up and held on, and completely recognized Liu Wanshi's cooking skills.

After eating, all the disciples felt full of strength, and they walked to the martial arts arena one after another, starting a new day of cultivation.

"Qianqian, Qingyang, you guys continue to do the task. ”

Jun Chang smiled and gritted his toothpick and walked out of the cafeteria.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a red-lacquered gate flew out from the side and shattered on the ground in the distance.

My Door ......

Jun Changxiao dropped the toothpick in his mouth, and turned his head stiffly to look at the door.

"Tread. ”

Yesterday, the sword-wielding warrior stepped in and shouted in a deep voice: "Wandering swordsman, Ma Yongning, I have come to teach the head of the Iron Bone Sect the high moves!"

......

Inside the martial arts arena.

Jun Chang smiled and held the green dragon naginata, his eyes erupting with anger.

After eating and drinking enough, he gritted his toothpick and walked out, but the door was kicked out and everyone was angry.

The swordsman named Ma Yongning looked at him, slowly pulled out the knife, threw the scabbard to the sidelines, and said, "Confirm the eyes, you are the person I want to fight." ”

"Confirm your uncle!"

Jun Changxiao stepped forward, and more than 2,000 catties of power were poured into the Qinglong Nagina Knife and slashed away.

Without the blessing of the galloping talisman, although his sword looked cold, it was far from the elegance and chic that he used to kill the elders of the Spirit Spring Sect.

"Ding!"

Ma Yongning raised his sword to block it, and said in surprise: "You haven't stepped into the martial arts yet?"

"Brush!"

Jun Chang smiled and drew his knife, and slashed down with the same move again.

But he was still followed by Ma Yongning, and said: "Ma has challenged more than 30 sects one after another, and I have never seen such a weak head as you!"

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

Jun Changxiao waved his knife one after another, opening and closing widely.

However, the other party is a genuine martial artist, and he can easily take and dodge it.

Ma Yongning defended a few moves one after another, retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena and said: "Boy, your strength is too weak, Ma is not unavoidable." ”

"Really?"

Jun Changxiao threw out the Qinglong Nagina Knife, sacrificed the first Hanfeng Sword, and said, "Do you dare to take the sword of this seat?"

Ma Yongning glanced at the slightly chilly sword weapon and judged that this sword was extraordinary, but said lightly: "Do you think the gap between us can be made up with high-quality weapons?"

Take a step and strike a pick-up pose.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

Jun Chang smiled and waved his sword, casting nine overlapping wave swords in one, two, and three styles...... After the eighth form, it rises in the air and cuts out the ninth form in the layers of waves!

After opening up the eleven veins and cultivating the Yijin Sutra, he once again used his sword to move, and the power was far greater than before!

"Whoa—"

The sword qi gathered nine overlapping waves, and the matchmaking slashed down.

Ma Yongning sneered, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and held it horizontally in front of his shoulders, and poured spiritual power into the knife surface, obviously trying to hard-connect the ninth form of the Nine Overlapping Wave Sword!

"Ding!"

The sword qi slammed directly on the blade surface from top to bottom, and the cold sword momentum spread, blowing the dust on the floor away in an instant.

"Click!"

In the next second, the sound of the weapon shattering came, and the sword infused with spiritual power was cut off by the sword qi, and the residual power was unabated, and it was slashed down close to the side of Ma Yongning's shoulder.

"Bang!"

The Nine Overlapping Waves of Sword Qi slammed into the ground, leaving a half-meter-long sword mark, and the broken knife was also inserted into the stone slab.

Ma Yongning's expression was sluggish, and after a while, he knelt on the ground, pulled out half of the knife with trembling hands, raised his head and shouted heartbreakingly: "My knife-"