Ye Chenfeng ignored the suspicious eyes of the head of the sect, turned around and left.

The boss wants to jump again.

No one wanted to ask, because they knew that Ye Chenfeng would not answer if they asked.

Ying Long took Tianmiao around, although Tianmiao had also wandered around the Canglang Sect before, but he had not appeared. This time, it was Ying Long who swaggered around with her.

"My lord, over there is the best canteen in the Canglang Sect. Each peak has a kitchen, but only Danxiu's Qingyun Peak's canteen has the best cooking skills. Ying Long smiled cheaply, "My lord, guess why?" ”

Without waiting for Tianmiao to answer, Ying Long laughed cheaply: "Because they practice alchemy every day, I don't know if the pill has been refined well, but their grasp of the heat is the first in the Canglang Sect." There are quite a few alchemists who have become chefs as a side hustle. Not to mention, the craftsmanship is really good. They have also opened restaurants in some cities, and the business is very good. Go, sir, I'll take you to eat. ”

After Ying Long finished speaking, he took Tianmiao straight to the canteen of Qingyun Peak.

When Ying Long appeared at the door of Qing Runfeng's cafeteria, the entire Qing Runfeng was in a sensation.

Uncle Ying Long has not moved his nest for a hundred years, and every time he eats and drinks, he has someone to send it over, and the person who delivers the food is often sprayed with water. But there are still quite a few people who grab this errand. Because Uncle Ying Long will open his mouth to give pointers when he is in a good mood, so that the people who deliver the food will benefit a lot.

Uncle came to their canteen today, it must be to eat delicious food, otherwise he could still sleep in the canteen?

Does this mean that pleasing Uncle Ying Long will have a lot of benefits?

At the thought of this, everyone was excited.

When looking at the stunning woman next to Ying Long, everyone was puzzled, who is this?

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng, who had an indifferent face, also stepped into the cafeteria.

Everyone couldn't help but want to look at the sky.

What day is it?

Uncle Ying Long came to their canteen, the first day of their Canglang Sect, the first time he came to their canteen, right?

Are they all here to eat?

Soon, everyone knew the identity of the woman next to Ying Long.

That was Ye Chenfeng's sword spirit that he had obtained in the secret realm!

It's called Tianmiao.

It is said that he is still a friend of Uncle Yinglong.

It's amazing, the three people who came to their cafeteria today are all powerful people.

"What about people? What are you doing in a daze? Serve the food and bring all your specialties. If you think it's better to eat every day, Uncle Ben will be rewarded," Ying Long slapped the table and shouted.

No one found this to be insulting.

First of all, Ying Long was originally an uncle. He has the capital and qualifications for this.

Secondly, he said that there are many rewards, which are definitely good things that money can't buy! It must be something that will be of great benefit to their cultivation.

"Senior, you sit down for a while, and I'll go and make you the best braised pork for your juniors. The seniors are here today, let us feel vigorous, I must take out my life's work to make this dish, this dish is my family's ancestral recipe, fat but not greasy......" A clever monk stepped forward to greet him, patted his ass, and boasted about himself by the way.

"Less nonsense, do it quickly, if it's delicious, the benefits will be yours." Ying Long interrupted the monk's boasting, urged, and said to the other monks who gathered around, "Don't make a fuss here, hurry up and make something to eat." Cultivators, can patting you on the back make you progress? No! You have to do things in a down-to-earth way. In the end, Ying Long's tone had become serious.

When the monks heard this, they were ashamed, and they all retreated and went to the kitchen.

"A group of sycophants, don't you know that there is no future for sycophants?" Ying Long despised it for a moment, then turned his head to Tian Miao and showed a flattering smile, "Yes, Tian Tian, what I said makes a lot of sense, right?" Do you want to drink some tea every day, this tea is fragrant, the soup is green and green, and a little sweet, I took it from the head last time, and I took it all for him. Such a good tea can be worthy of our wise and martial arts. I'll send someone to make tea for you, and find a disciple with the best tea-making skills. ”

Ye Chenfeng, who was watching from the sidelines, had a somewhat cracked facial expression.

Gong Hou and Dong Xiao were already laughing like crazy in the exchange of divine senses.

This Ying Long, what about the face? Hahahaha, I obeyed him. It's not ashamed to be an old man who has lived for thousands of years, this cheeky can be thick.