"I made an appointment with the young sect master of the Ghost Sect, Ghost Yang, and I will go to the ring not far from the Lingshan Pavilion to fight later, and I also ask you to send a few people from the pavilion to pick up one or two ......."

Suddenly, an order fell.

That female cultivator, that is, Zhao Qing's face finally changed drastically!

This......

How did it all come together?

Is it to send a message to the master first?

Or do you need to rush to set up the venue?

The conflicting choice bumped into one place, Zhao Qing was completely confused, and his mind was blank.

The other side.

Yan Yan, who had finished cooking, took out a rough mandarin duck pot again.

Stir the pork bone broth with the sauce and pour it into a "spicy liquid".

The chicken broth is injected into another compartment separately to become a "clear liquid".

When everything was done, she casually swept the remaining pots and pans into the storage bag, and with a sweep of her eyes, she naturally swept over the monks and landed on the body of a certain picky gourmand with a tender shell beside her.

The "white demon with a cold posture" nodded cooperatively.

"My sister's craft has improved again."

As he spoke, Yue Yuhan stepped forward as naturally.

Just like every time Yan Yan made spiritual food before, he would always be the one who tasted it first.

Of course, this time.

Before Yue Yuhan walked to the pot, she turned to a group of monks with green eyes.

"This pot of 'spiritual liquid' will be obtained by the one with the highest price."

Yue Han: "......"

Everyone watched, and the girl hooked her lips and said.

"In addition, the food materials, those who want to buy their own food, don't ...... Or if you buy the ingredients from the Lingshan Pavilion to cook shabu, I don't mind. ”

Justifiably cut corners.

But before the words fell, the price cry couldn't wait to sound.

"A thousand mid-rank spirit stones!"

"One hundred high-grade spirit stones!"

"Five hundred high-grade spirit stones!"

……

It's no exaggeration to rush like crazy.

A group of monks who had already been driven crazy fought for a red face.

In the end, an old customer who was still sitting by the door of the Lingshan Pavilion shouted "two superb spirit stones" - it was ten times the price of the full set of hot pot in the Lingshan Pavilion!

The rest of the monks hesitated.

After all, no matter how good this smells, after all, it has not been verified, how can ordinary people be so losers?

So in the end, it was the delicious monk who got his hands on it.

Yan Yu made the final decision, and even served the pot to the other party very hospitablely.

Pay with one hand, deliver with the other.

The monk happily took the rough clay pot, put it on the table, picked up the ingredients that had been ordered in the Spiritual Dining Pavilion, lit the fire, and was about to start eating......

Zhao Qing, who had not yet had time to pass on the news, was shocked and said busily.

"Wait, this pavilion is not allowed to take out! Please follow the rules ......"

Before the words fell, everyone saw a figure pass by like the wind, and then blinked.

The pot of "spiritual liquid" is gone!

"My spiritual food!" The monk's face changed and he chased after him without hesitation.

It seems to be ...... The direction of the ring?!

Zhao Qing was suddenly shocked, and followed closely.

"Chase!"

The rest of the monks looked at each other, and I don't know who shouted first, and everyone also flew up, and saw that the excitement was pouring over.

But in the blink of an eye, the originally crowded streets were almost empty.

Not......

Yan Wei blinked, remembering this node in the "customer information", and curled her lips as expected.

"Let's go, too."

She took Yue Yuhan, met the other party's cold gaze, and smiled brightly.

"Good show...... It's almost time to start. ”

*

A few breaths later.

When the two of them arrived at the ring not far in front of the Lingshan Pavilion, that is, the permanent legal martial arts fighting sites in various parts of the cultivation realm.

The monk who was about to snatch back the spiritual food was stunned in the audience.

The rest of the monks who came with him were also stunned.

was completely squeezed to the periphery by the crowd on the side of the ring, but they didn't dare to say a word, and could only silently watch the two groups of people who were surrounded and stepped on the stage.

The first is the young monk holding an earthen pot, obviously the one who robbed the "spiritual food", handsome but full of treachery, with a somewhat cynical smile on the corner of his mouth.

But it is...... The young sect master of the Ghost Sect is Ghost Yang.

On the other end, it was a pair of men and women who were greeted by a group of elite cultivators.

The former is a few points better than the ghost yang, and he has a righteous spirit of slaughter, which only makes people dare not look at it directly.

As for the woman in the back......