Since the name of the immortal tablet was shown and there were two five spirits, those disciples looked at Su Guyi's gaze a little subtlely. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although she ranked second, afterwards, everyone could see that in terms of foundation, she was not even inferior to Hua Rujin, but her cultivation was one realm worse.

Everyone's emotions were very complicated, they didn't believe that the named disciples would meet the immortal monument, but the facts were in front of them, it was obvious that the person's immortal root was damaged, and it was even inferior to the second and third grades, but on the immortal monument, five spirits were played.

The number of spiritual power on the immortal monument is secondary, and the foundation is the main one.

This makes people puzzled, shouldn't she participate in the Gongdao Society be an elite disciple with high cultivation and outstanding talents? Since she can be on the list, does it mean that she has the qualifications to go to the Daoist Society?

As an official disciple of Xianmen, it is really a very unpleasant thing to be left behind by a registered disciple, but the tenacity shown by this registered disciple who can be stepped into the dust with one foot in a small place cannot be underestimated.

Over time, everyone's attitude towards her has become particularly contradictory.

Of course, Su Guyi didn't know what others thought.

Flying away from the Dust Cloud Palace, she was still cultivating and planting vegetables as usual, and her mood was very calm.

But she's calm, but some can't.

The bone-chilling cold wind shuttled through a bamboo forest, and the wind blew through, accompanied by a rustling sound.

After a long time, the wind stopped for a while, but the sound continued, and when I listened attentively, it turned out that the sound came not only from the bamboo leaves, but also from the courtyard wall.

In the yard, a bamboo sieve swayed left and right, on it, piled up with brown sun-dried spirit grass, with the shaking of the sieve, the spirit grass through the hole, fell into a basket of bamboo baskets, a moment later, on the bamboo sieve, there were only some sparse weeds.

The rustling sound finally stopped.

At the same time, as if pondering for a long time, a voice answered.

"Is that really the case?"

Zhang Ziming casually played a dust removal technique, and the weeds on the sieve disappeared out of thin air.

A pair of hands reached out and took the bamboo basket.

"There can still be a fake, I just went to the stove room to get food, and I heard with my own ears what those immortal elders who went to get food said with my own ears, it turns out that she has already refined qi at the third level. Zijuan said with a uncertain expression, still thinking about what he had heard at the time.

This news really surprised her.

Zhang Ziming's pair of thin eyebrows were furrowed very tightly, even though the third layer of qi refining surprised her, but the power of the five spirits was still equal to the three disciples of Elder Ruizhen, which surprised her greatly.

No wonder that in the stove room that day, that person was able to take a blow from the lock cloud chain, this famous disciple, she still underestimated it!

But even so, it can't change the fact that person has inferior roots, even if he has the power of the five spirits and is fortunate enough to participate in the Fellowship, so what!

If the white immortal goes to try the stele and takes the second place, can he still be the slut?

Hum!

At this moment, there was a sound in the room, as if it was the sound of the stove and the top lid knocking, and then, a burst of fragrance entered the heart, Zhang Ziming took a deep breath, and the hundred bones were relaxed.

It's a nourishing pill!

She was overjoyed, it was not easy to refine the Cultivation Pill, but Bai Xianchang would never be stingy with her and Zijuan, and they could get at least one of them as a furnace of Cheng Dan, which was also the reason why they were Bai Lian's immortal servants who entered the room and had more spiritual resources than the registered disciples.

This nourishing pill is the pill she promised to steward Li in the stove room.

After coming back to her senses, she hurriedly put down the work at hand, took the food box from the side, lifted her smiling face, and walked over quickly......

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Today, the people in the stove room are full of words, and they are a little less deserted than usual.

In the courtyard, a fairy servant wore a thick cotton jacket and paced back and forth.

"What's the matter?"

At this time, from the stove room, another young man walked out, he was tall, his stomach was slightly round, and he was carrying an ink-colored kitchen knife in his hand while talking, and it was difficult to hide his impatience between his eyebrows.

Obviously, this person is one of the fairy chefs in the stove room.

Now is the hour of the hour, it should be the time when the immortal kitchen is busy in the stove room, and at the second quarter of the hour, there will be other immortal servants and disciples of the immortal sect who will come to take food.

The fairy servants in the courtyard had already walked back and forth dozens of times, and the fairy chef was so annoyed that he waved his hand and slashed the kitchen knife on the long wooden table where the vegetables were placed at the door, and roared impatiently: "Okay, okay, don't go, you can't urge if people don't come?"

The fairy servant was yelled at by him, and his neck shrunk, and he secretly complained in his heart, this Chef Zheng is the best in the stove room, correspondingly, he has the most irritable temper, and he is still carrying a kitchen knife, I am really afraid that if he gets angry, he will cut people when he wields a knife.

The fairy servant swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took a few steps back as far away from him as possible, cried with a sad face, and said with a cowering expression: "I won't tell you, Brother Zheng, that kid didn't work in the stove room six days ago, and now I don't know where to find someone!"

"What?!" Chef Zheng glared at him and jumped like thunder.

The fairy servant was frightened, and cried: "You can't blame me for this, Brother Wang delivered the food well, two days ago, Steward Li came, and I didn't know what to say to him, I haven't seen anyone in the past two days!"

The affairs of the stove room have always been in charge of Steward Li.

When Chef Zheng heard the news, the tiger's body was shocked, and his oily face was full of anger, and he picked up the kitchen knife on the table and killed him out of the stove room.

The stove room steward, can he be bigger than the immortal?!

When Chef Zheng rushed to the side courtyard of the stove room murderously, Steward Li was taken aback.

"Chef Zheng Xian, you have something to say, what are you doing?" he glanced at the black kitchen knife in Chef Zheng's hand, took a look of surprise, and smiled.

Steward Li was born with a sven appearance, looking weak and weak, no one would have imagined that such a middle-aged man was an immortal servant with a second-level qi refining.

Chef Zheng looked at his treacherous and cunning face, and snorted coldly: "I'm here to ask for someone, I heard that the steward drove away a kid surnamed Wang two days ago, so I persuaded the steward to get the person back as soon as possible!"

This is very polite, in the stove room, the only person who can talk to Steward Li in this tone is this Chef Zheng, and the person who can make Steward Li polite must of course have a good cultivation.

Chef Zheng and him are both second-level qi refiners.

"A mortal boy, how can he go to such a big time, just leave, it's not a big deal. Steward Li smiled, disapproving, he thought of the Nourishing Pill that he had just gotten in the mustard seed bag, and he was in a very good mood.

Who knows, Chef Zheng scolded and sprayed his face with spittle.

"It's not a big deal?!" Chef Zheng's face was ugly, and his eyes showed a fierce light: "More than fifty percent of the immortal leaders of the Immortal Gate are waiting for the dishes sent by that kid, you tell me, it's not a big deal?!"

Steward Li was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "What kind of dish?"