He was barely 1:7 in size, with a ponytail tied behind his head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose, thick lips and thin teeth.

Dressed in an ordinary plain shirt and trousers, he was actually wearing a pair of straw sandals that were unknown how many years old he was wearing on his feet, in addition to his clean face and the ponytail, others were afraid that they would think that he was a villager from a ravine village.

It can be said that throwing him into the pile, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to notice him, not because he hides his aura, not because he hides his strength.

It's that he looks really too ordinary, a man who is so ordinary that others won't look at him at all.

But this is such a man, he is sitting on the chair at the moment, his straight spine seems to tell his indomitable spirit, and even the Duanmu Sword Saint and Ba Han on the side are standing aside without sitting down.

This is a kind of absolute respect for him, and this respect has nothing to do with strength, because there are countless ordinary people in this world who are also doing great things, and this kind of person deserves to be respected.

Yan looked at them and said, "Sit down, don't stand, I'm uncomfortable." ”

Duanmu Sword Saint and Bahan said at the same time, "Thank you, Senior Yan. ”

There were only the people from the Holy Gate and Yan in the room, and even the people from the Huadie Gate who were serving tea and pouring water did not let them in, because what they were going to say next was very important.

Yan looked at Yun Feixue, who was sitting not far away, and said, "I heard my apprentice talk about you, so I came to take a look, Yu Miaoyin's son, I also saw Yu Miaoyin twenty years ago, at that time she had already survived three Spirit Sea Tribulations, I thought she was out to perform some mission, but I didn't expect ......"

Yun Feixue hurriedly said respectfully, "I also hope that my predecessors will show me a clear path." ”

Yan continued, "You have a powerful bloodline aura in your body, this kind of aura is difficult to hide from the ears and eyes of those old guys in the Immortal Sect, and this bloodline aura is also the main clue and basis for them to find you, once they find it now, not only you, but the entire Holy Gate will suffer. ”

The Duanmu Sword Saint on the side frowned and said, "They really just ...... So unreasonable?"

Yan smiled and said, "The fist is the truth, the law of survival in this world is like this, in order to swear his authority and status of the Immortal Gate, the Holy Gate will be directly erased by them, and your fate will not be known......"

Yan looked at Yun Feixue, it can be said that his birth was indeed unfortunate, and this misfortune lies in the fact that Yu Miaoyin fell in love with an ordinary person from a secular empire.

But love is right, love is the greatest emotion in this world, but now Yu Miaoyin's love is going to cause a big trouble for her descendants.

Yan continued, "If you want to solve this problem in front of you, the first thing is that during the Eight Gates Holy Meeting, you can't use the power of the Nine Yang Immortal Body, the Nine Yang Immortal Body is already included in the Immortal Sect, and using this thing is equivalent to telling them that you are the person they are looking for." ”

Yun Feixue nodded, this was also something he had been thinking about, the power of the Nine Yang Immortal Body was too ostentatious.

"The second is the blood flowing in your body, this is the most troublesome place, the Immortal Sect is different from other forces, it has been inherited for 10,000 years, and it already has some unique things of its own, for example, their blood is very different from ours, most of the people who Kill Immortal Gate are purple blood. ”

Yun Feixue hurriedly answered, "But my blood is not purple. ”

Yan said, "I know this, because your mother is a person who cuts the Immortal Gate, but your father is a secular person, and part of your blood follows your father, so your blood is red, and the color is not the point, as long as you still have the blood of the Immortal Gate in your body, the person who kills the Immortal Gate can sense your existence, and the closer you are, the stronger this induction will be." ”

Everyone's faces became solemn, this is indeed the most difficult problem.

As long as the powerhouses of the Immortal Slashing Sect came to the Butterfly Gate, they were afraid that they would instantly sense Yun Feixue's existence through the connection between the bloodlines.

Duanmu Sword Saint said, "Ordinary means will definitely be difficult to hide from the eyes of the Immortal Slashing Sect. ”

Yan's gaze was a little more solemn, and he said, "Of course, in fact, even I have no means to hide the bloodline in your body, because the bloodline power of the Immortal Slashing Sect is too strong, as long as you meet them, they will definitely find out, there is no ability that can completely seal this bloodline power, and as long as there is a slight mistake, it will be exposed." ”

A hint of disappointment appeared in Duanmu Sword Saint's eyes, if Yan Du had no choice, I was afraid that no one would have a way.

But Yun Feixue looked at Yan and suddenly said, "But you must have already thought of a way, right?"

Yan said with a flash of his eyes, "Yes, you have a strong insight, I have the way, but you have to take a risk, if you are willing to give it a try, then you can try." ”

Duanmu Sword Saint said, "I don't know what the solution?"

Yan said lightly, "If you kill these two people from the Immortal Sect, they won't be able to bring the news back, let alone take him back." ”

Yan's words made everyone stunned for an instant, killing the two little Xuanzun of the Immortal Gate, what kind of joke is this.

What is the status of the Cutting Immortal Gate in this thousands of territories, to put it bluntly, it is the boss, once the Cutting Immortal Gate is angry, this heaven and earth will be full of blood and corpses, and there is no force here that can compete with the Cutting Immortal Gate.

But Yan actually said that he was going to kill two people who cut the Immortal Gate, whether he was joking or serious, even the eyes of the drought showed a look of shock.

Yan looked at everyone's surprised expressions and continued, "You don't need to be surprised, this is the best way, but it is not necessarily us who took action, their death can be an accident, the deep sea of the Butterfly Gate, there are countless sea beasts in the seabed, and the powerful sea beasts are comparable to the great Xuanzun cultivation of human beings, if they die because of the attack of the sea beasts, then the Immortal Gate should not be blamed on us." ”

Duanmu Sword Saint's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "But it's not easy to let them and the sea * hand, they are not stupid." ”

Yan said lightly, "I have my own way, just leave this matter to me, just continue to do what you should do." ”

Duanmu Sword Saint said, "But this matter has nothing to do with you, if it affects you......"

Yan said, "There's nothing that doesn't matter, my goal was originally to kill the Immortal Gate." ”

Everyone looked at Yan in shock, this seemingly ordinary man, but he has been doing extraordinary things, and it is precisely because of these deeds that everyone treats him as a textbook.

Two days passed, and the Eight Gates Holy Society finally ushered in the first project on the third day, and this project was also a surprise to many people, because the content of the competition was actually delicious food.

On this project, Duanmu Sword Master obviously didn't have much hope, he just casually brought two participants with some cooking skills to participate in this project.

Yun Feixue stood up at this time and said, "Door master, I also want to participate in this project." ”

Duanmu Sword Saint looked at Yun Feixue, "You can also cook?"

Yun Feixue said, "The disciple is not talented, and he happens to be able to cook a few delicious dishes." ”

After receiving the permission of Duanmu Sword Master, Yun Feixue and the other two came to the competition stage together, and the eight cauldrons and the stove were placed in the center of the huge square.

There were already a lot of people around this square, because some sects did not only bring contestants like the Holy Gate, and many people who wanted to visit the Butterfly Gate also brought them along.

In addition, there are countless spectators at the Butterfly Gate itself, so this huge square is already full of seats.

Although the competition of food may not be as fierce as the competition, food will always be an eternal and unchanging thing for human beings.

Of course, there are some people who are not here for the competition, there are a lot of graceful beauties from the Butterfly Gate here, if you can bring back a few or even several here, then you will make a lot of money.

There are eight people sitting not far in front of the eight cauldrons, they are the masters of the eight gates, and the Duanmu Sword Saint is also among them, and the food is not passable, when they have the final say.

As the competition progressed, Yun Feixue stood in front of the cauldron in a formal chef's attire, surrounded by a variety of fresh ingredients and seasonings.

In order to maintain the absolute fairness of the game, there were a total of eight of these ingredients and seasonings, and Yun Feixue stood at the very edge waiting for the referee's orders.

I saw a curvaceous girl come up to the eight contestants and said, "The rules of the competition are as follows, the eight contestants use the same cooking ingredients to make a meal within an hour, the type of food, the dishes are not limited, you only need to use the best cooking skills to cook the existing ingredients, and then the eight judges will score each dish after tasting it."

"You also know the final ranking of the sect, that is, the one with the highest score of all items combined is the first place, so the score of this dish will also be counted in the overall score of your sect. ”

After the referee read out the rules, an order was given, and eight people, including Yun Feixue, began to select ingredients and prepare for cutting.

The two people who were going to compete are now completely under Yun Feixue's hands, and their role now is to clean those fresh ingredients for him.

Looking at the mountains of ingredients beside him, Yun Feixue's eyes flashed back and forth, an hour is not a long time, and it is not an easy thing to select ingredients and cook until they are completed in such a short time, so if you want to stand out from the eight people, you need to be unexpectedly different.

Yun Feixue was trying to recall, after a while, his eyes were bright, he took out the most inconspicuous radish, and held a knife in his right hand like a dragon flying and phoenix dancing and began to carve rapidly, and the stamens continued to form in his hands.

Many people looked at Yun Feixue in a daze, some of the eight players had already started to make a fire and burn the pot, are you still carving radishes here?

Yun Feixue didn't care about everyone's strange eyes, after the carving was completed, Yun Feixue began to burn the pot.

Boiling water in a pot and tossing chunks of beef into the cold water, almost a third of the time has passed.

And beef is relatively difficult to cook among the ingredients, because the beef is not easy to cook thoroughly, and it takes a lot of time to complete cooking, and now Yun Feixue obviously doesn't have that much time.

Wang Aoye, who was sitting next to the Duanmu Sword Saint, suddenly turned his head and smiled, "I said that kid can't cook, take beef at this time, doesn't he know that beef is difficult to cook?"

Duanmu Sword Saint's face was expressionless, "You better care about your own disciple first, I already smell the mush." ”

Wang Aoye's face changed, and he looked at the disciple who was cooking, and sure enough, this young man may have been nervous about the ancient times, and the fire had burned the ingredients a little, and a vague mushy smell spread all around.