At this time.

Chu Yao and a group of disciples were waiting downstairs for Cheng Mo to come down and return to the sect together.

Suddenly, I heard this explosion from upstairs, and my voice was very angry.

A group of disciples, you look at me, I look at you, and then they all looked at Chu Yao.

And Chu Yao also scratched his head, thinking that he hadn't offended the head of the house, why bother to lose his temper.

Immediately, Chu Yao hurriedly walked up and pushed open the door.

"Master!"

After Chu Yao entered the door, he looked at the angry Cheng Mo and said, "Look for me..."

Halfway through his words, Chu Yao was attracted by the pot, cutting board, spatula, and a kitchen knife on the ground, picked up the kitchen knife, and stroked the handle of the knife like a lover.

"What a knife!"

Then he touched several other kitchen god equipment.

"Good pot, good shovel, good cutting board. ”

The god muttered for a while, then turned his head and asked Cheng Modao, "Master, where did these come from?"

Cheng Mo pouted and said, "Take it away quickly, don't let them bother me." ”

Chu Yao said: "That... How do I take it, I don't have a storage ring, only a storage bag, these don't seem to fit in. I remember, the boss still has an extra storage ring in his hand, so it's better to..."

"Roll the !!! this seat"

Before Chu Yao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Mo's explosion, as if he was saying one more word, and he would be beaten.

"Great!"

After answering, Chu Yao carried the pot on his back, holding a kitchen knife in one hand, a board in the other, and a spatula in his mouth, and went downstairs with a whoosh.

The big black pot was placed on the ground, and the spatula and everything were placed in the black pot, and only the kitchen knife was still in his hand.

"Oh my God. ”

As soon as he got downstairs, he saw Su Xiaotian talking to Xiao Xun there, and Chu Yao leaned up and said, "I see that your bones are amazing, you must be a generation of martial arts wizards." ”

Su Xiaotian's eyes lit up, Chu Yao was a strong martial emperor, and if he was praised by him, it must not be wrong: "Really?"

"Take it!"

Chu Yao pointed to the big black cauldron on the ground and said, "Carrying him back to the Arrogant Immortal Sect along the way, I will pass on all my cultivation experience to you." ”

"Guaranteed to get the job done. ”

Su Xiaotian stood upright, his expression was extremely excited, he was born in an ordinary family, and he knew the preciousness of the Martial Emperor's cultivation experience, this was a rare and good opportunity.

Chu Yao nodded with satisfaction, and said in his heart, the cultivation experience is to please the master, ask for some pills, and tell him when I go back, tell him now, and I may not help me take the blame.

Wang Lingxuan looked at the black cauldron on the ground, thoughtful.

Because the quality of this black cauldron is at the same level as the broken soul he is carrying on his back, the current Wang Lingxuan is very puzzled, and he doesn't understand where the head of the family got these things.

Such a forging technique, used to make a black cauldron, is really a tyrannical thing.

"Hasn't the head come down yet?"

Just as everyone was staring at the black cauldron curiously, Fang Han's voice came from outside the door, and the forty-nine people from the original Spirit Casting Sect, as well as Yuan Zhong, also walked in.

As a result, the hall, which was not too big, was suddenly full.

"Daddy!"

Seeing the person coming, Fang Lingxi and Fang Ziyu stepped forward in unison and said hello respectfully.

Fang Han said: "Where is the master?"

Fang Lingxi said: "It's still upstairs, and I haven't come down yet." ”

"Who are these two?"

Fang Han nodded, and then saw the painting Jiangshan and Yang Kai.

"Daddy. ”

Fang Ziyu said: "This is Elder Painting Jiangshan, and the other is Yang Kai, Elder Yang." ”

Fang Hanyi arched his hand and said: "It turned out to be a predecessor who painted the country, and he admired it for a long time." ”

"You're welcome!"

Painting Jiangshan is also an arch of hands: "In the future, they will all be members of the same sect, and I hope that Brother Fang will take care of them." ”

"All here?"

At this time, Cheng Mo also walked down, and Shi Ran Bing followed behind Cheng Mo, wearing Cheng Mo's clothes.

Chu Yao muttered to himself in his heart, he still knows how to play, and his clothes are gone.

Of course, Cheng Mo didn't know what Chu Yao was thinking in his heart, he glanced at everyone and said, "OK, let's go, go back to the arrogant immortal faction." ”

"Yes!"

The disciples agreed in unison, and then followed Cheng Mo's footsteps and walked out.

"That!"

A weak voice sounded on the side, saying, "You paid for the room for 4 days, but you stayed for 7 days..."

Cheng Mo's feet were about to step out of the hotel, and when he heard the words, he felt embarrassed.

Because, the money is all in the poetry and ice, and the storage bag exploded last night, and it is gone, and now he is penniless.

looked at Fang Han embarrassedly and said, "Brother... That one... Dude, I... The sac is always shy. ”

Fang Han said: "Fortunately, I have some silver taels." ”

After paying, everyone left the hotel, and on the way, Ouyang Ye looked at Su Xiaotian, who was carrying the pot, and said, "Can I study your pot?"

"No, this is the task given to me by Elder Chu. ”

Su Xiaotian's attitude is very resolute, in order to cultivate his experience, he must work hard to complete this task.

Cheng Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this, he reached out and grabbed a spatula from the pot, handed it to Ouyang Ye and said, "Look at what you can study." ”

Ouyang Ye took the spatula, waved it a few times, looked at it carefully, and after a long time, he spoke: "Master, which god made this?"

Cheng Mo said: "How is it?

After thinking for a while, Ouyang Ye said: "I can't see it, but at least it has the level of a holy weapon." ”

Then he said, "Who made it? such a good craft, such a high forging skill, such a good material, to make some useless cooking supplies? ”

"What did you say?"

Before Cheng Mo could answer, Chu Yao frowned coldly and stopped doing it: "You said that cooking supplies, that is, kitchen utensils, are useless?"

When it comes to the refiner's own work, Ouyang Ye is not afraid of Chu Yao's momentum at all, and Ouyang Ye is not a person who is afraid of death, so he said slowly: "Such a skill, such a material If you don't forge this spatula and forge a dagger, it will definitely be a divine weapon, a big killing weapon." But if you make a spatula, what else can you do besides stir-frying? As everyone knows, when a cultivator reaches the level of a martial sect, even if he doesn't eat or drink for a week, and only ingests spiritual power every day, he won't feel hungry.

Chu Yao retorted, "What do you know? Real cooking is not stir-frying, but cooking with heart, do you know that cooking made with high-quality ingredients can improve a cultivator's cultivation speed?"

Without waiting for Ouyang Ye to answer, Chu Yao continued: "With such cooking equipment, at least the food cooked can be doubled in terms of the original help to cultivators. How can you know the way of cooking, the way of cooking, and the way of food. ”

"That's it!"

Cheng Mo said on the side: "Ouyang Ye, you don't know Chu Yao, he is a realm martial emperor who comprehends the way of cooking, and the realm is also the realm of cooking, the meals he cooks have a certain auxiliary effect on cultivators, these things may be a waste to others, but in his hands, they will definitely become an important part of the rise of my arrogant immortal sect." ”