Chapter 302: Send a love letter, what a name!

Yang Fengfeng hadn't paid much attention to this spirit canteen before. Not only him, but even most of the monks would care too much about this hall. Because monks can absorb the aura of heaven and earth, food is no longer a must-eat.

This is true even for the spiritual food produced in the spiritual canteen.

It is not that the spiritual food in the spiritual canteen is not of high grade, on the contrary, sometimes it is too high-grade for ordinary monks to consume. There are several or even a dozen spirit stones for luxury, and even a meal of hundreds of spirit stones.

And the average poor ascetic, like Yang Fengfeng, can afford to consume the bowl of spiritual porridge that seeps a lot of water. More than a dozen spiritual rice can make a large pot of spiritual porridge, and there is not much essence of spiritual rice in it except for water.

At this time, Yang Dingfeng was standing outside the gate of the Immortal Sect Spirit Canteen, looking at the "Recruitment Notice" on the right side of the gate with glowing eyes, which read as follows:

Recruit assistants, requirements: hard-working, good knife skills, good talent, love the way of the spirit kitchen, the most important thing is to make the spirit kitchen look pleasing to the eye.

As soon as you look at the handwriting, you can see that it has been posted for a long time, and I don't know if it is because this spiritual chef has a high vision, or if there are few applicants. In short, this notice has not been dismantled, and it is an opportunity for Yang Dingfeng.

"The most important thing is that this spirit kitchen looks pleasing to the eye......" Yang Dingfeng touched his face and suddenly smiled, I don't know if this spirit kitchen is a man or a woman, this condition is very elusive.

However, no, let's go and apply for a job first. Besides, if it doesn't work, there's nothing to lose.

So Yang Fengfeng no longer hesitated and stepped into the door of the spirit canteen, he wanted to apply for a job as a spirit kitchen assistant.

When I entered the gate, I thought someone would greet me, but no matter how big it is, someone has to guard it.

However, except for the puppets here, Yang Fengfeng has been looking for a long time and has not seen a single figure.

"Is anyone there, please?" Yang Dingfeng called for a long time, but found that no one paid attention. I thought, isn't there anyone guarding this spiritual canteen, and I'm not afraid that people will come to steal food?

When he tried to go inside and take a closer look, he found that there seemed to be a formation guarding here, and he couldn't enter it at all except forcible breaking.

But Yang Dingfeng didn't want to give up just like that, he was still shouting insistically, his voice was still in a hurry, but he never saw the door with the formation guard open.

Now, Yang Dingfeng finally seems to understand why the recruitment notice is still there after being posted for so long. The shelves of the canteen are so big that no one has paid attention to them after calling them for so long.

When Yang Fengfeng was about to leave, he suddenly felt that this might be a test of patience, anyway, there was nothing to do, so it was better to simply sit here and practice the exercises, and shouted after a long time: "Is there anyone, I'm here to apply for a spiritual kitchen assistant." ”

A day passed, and still no one paid attention.

"Gollum, Gollum......" Once he cultivated seriously, Yang Fengfeng's stomach screamed angrily. He had no choice but to only practice the Immortal Imperial Sword Technique and stop practicing other exercises, so he didn't feel so hungry.

His first-order exercises and second-order exercises ostensibly met the requirements of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to receive third-order exercises, but Yang Fengfeng also faintly discovered that this order exercises and second-order exercises could actually be combined to cultivate. Cultivating more for a while, cultivating more for a while is a benefit.

It is not difficult to understand that these exercises are originally a complete set. The masters of the Immortal Sect took the trouble to divide them into stages in order for the younger disciples to be able to cultivate safely, otherwise there would not be any first-order, second-order, and third-order, in fact, it was just a set of exercises.

Yang Fengfeng combined his perception of practicing martial arts when he was on earth before, and felt that there were advantages and disadvantages to this division.

The advantage is that it is easier and safer for younger generations to cultivate; Dividing the ranks of the exercises according to the realm can minimize the risk of cultivation. The disadvantage is that after such a division, Yang Fengfeng feels that even if he cultivates the previous level of exercises, no matter how deep he is, he will "not know the true face of Lushan" after all.

If you can't know the whole set of exercises, you can't connect them together and exert their greatest power. It is even more impossible to fully comprehend the mystery of the entire set of exercises, nor can it truly fully comprehend the essence of the exercises.

Generally speaking, the power of the first-order exercises is not as good as that of the second-order, and the second-order is not as powerful as the third-order.

"No, the first order seems to be the foundation, the second order is the sublimation of the foundation, and the third order may be the combination change of the foundation......" Yang Fengfeng suddenly realized in his heart.

Grunt, grunt, stomach barking again. But the damn spirit canteen hasn't opened yet, and the people inside are sleeping?

Yang Dingfeng felt that it was not a way to wait like this, so he simply returned to the cave first, took out the jade plate received by the Tiangong Academy and entered the simulated battlefield.

He wanted to see if any low-level fool would accept his fight.

He tried to enter the battlefield of the Qi Refining Period and the Foundation Building Period, this time no one was stupid, and scolded him for saying that he was despicable, shameless, and indecent, and would only bully the weak. Yang Dingfeng saw that there was no play, and he directly withdrew from the battlefield and left, and turned to see the battlefield in the early days of Jindan.

After entering a few battlefields in the early stage of Jindan, people also scolded them, but they didn't want to accept the battle, so Yang Fengfeng had to withdraw from the battlefield again.

"There are still 10 million contribution points, which is not enough to eat, go and see the battlefield in the middle of Jindan. But when it comes to that kind of battlefield, the odds are not great. ”

He carefully sifted through it, and fell in love with the battlefield opened by a monk who had bet 10 million contribution points. It just so happened that his battlefield was marked with the slogan: Madman, there is a kind of fight again.

Yang Fengfeng didn't remember which Jindan mid-stage monk he was fighting with, but the slogan was just a slogan, it didn't matter, it was important to make money to fill his stomach.

After entering the battlefield, the other party was not there, obviously this battlefield has been open for a long time, and the other party has been staying. At the moment when Yang Dingfeng entered the battlefield, a prompt message of the simulated battlefield would definitely be sent to the opponent's sect token, so Yang Dingfeng sat quietly on the battlefield and waited for the other party.

It didn't take long for the other party to appear.

To Yang Dingfeng's surprise, there was still an excited look on his face: "Crazy, you finally appeared." Thanks to you, I have worked hard since that battle, and I broke through from the early stage of Jindan to the middle stage of Jindan in a short period of time! I didn't expect you to still be in the late stage of Jindan, come on, let's fight again, this time I must win you! ”

Yang Fengfeng thought about it in surprise, and finally remembered who this monk in the middle stage of Jindan was, he was the monk who wanted to stand up for his little sister and was defeated in his hands by the first monk in the early stage of Jindan.

"It turned out to be you, congratulations on your breakthrough, it looks like you've received a lot of praise." Yang Dingfeng looked at the other party's smug appearance and said.

"Yes, a man must be ashamed and courageous, and where he falls, he must get up! Sister, you can watch it, my brother will help you get the field back today! And the madman, please remember, the name of the person who defeated you today is Song Qingshu! ”

After daring to love this guy into the battlefield, he was afraid that people would not know, so he notified his sister to fight on the outside.

"Huh?" Yang Dingfeng smiled slightly, looked at the other party's handsome face showing his true face, and said, "Send a love letter, good name, I remember it." However, I don't like men, they are so handsome...... If only you were a woman. ”

......What Song Qingshu in the battlefield didn't know was that his sister who was waiting outside the battlefield to watch the battle actually smiled. The heart said that this madman was too talkative, and his brother's such a poetic name was actually turned into a love letter by him...... (To be continued.) )