Everyone gathered around for some supper, and after Bashan sent away the excited apprentices, he left Qin Yu alone.

"Xiao Qin, after you came back from the mountain this time, it has changed a lot, I don't ask you what happened under the mountain, I just want to say, my life is yours, if there is anything in the future, even if you send me, as for someone to check, I will round it for you one by one." Bashan patted his chest and said with great pride.

"Thank you!" Qin Yu patted him on the shoulder and walked away with a smile.

Subsequently, Qin Yu became famous, not only because of his good cooking skills, but also because of his variety of tricks, which Yang Zihan liked, and Qin Yu was able to maximize the spirituality of ingredients, which could nourish the aura and help cultivation.

Three days later, Qin Yu received a notice that Yang Zihan named Qin Yu to follow him into the Ten Thousand Beasts Peak to practice.

The so-called Ten Thousand Beast Peak experience is a kind of experience for the elite disciples of the Ethereal Palace, and it is also a kind of qualification ranking, of course, it is extremely dangerous inside, and the disciples of the Ethereal Palace are only in the peripheral areas when they enter the experience, and they dare not go deeper, and if they are not careful, their lives will be in danger at any time.

Fortunately, when elite disciples enter the Ten Thousand Beasts Peak to practice, they will be followed by the top leaders of the sect to ensure their safety.

Of course, it's not life-threatening, these high-level people won't make a move easily, this is also to train elite disciples.

On this day, Yang Zihan, who was dressed in white and dressed as Shengxue, took Qin Yu to the Ten Thousand Beasts Peak, and they set off on the crane, Yang Zihan still had a fairy temperament that did not eat fireworks in the world. And Qin Yu was not pretentious, and took out the pastries that had been prepared for Yang Zihan to try.

With just a cup of tea, the white crane slowed down and slowly circled over a mountain peak.

The mountain is filled with a thick black gas, which is in stark contrast to the snow-capped mountains full of aura next to it.

Kunlun Mountain is the aura capital of the mortal world, I didn't expect there to be such an evil place, if Qin Yu expected it to be good, this should be the Demon Beast Concentration Camp Ten Thousand Beasts Peak.

The white crane flapped its wings and stopped at the mouth of the valley.

Sun Wuji was the first to greet him, contrary to his usual arrogance and arrogance, and his face was extremely solemn.

There were a few people standing behind him, and the first one was an old man wearing a cyan robe, with white hair, looking like a fairy wind and bones, the old man had a majestic appearance, and his aura was feminine.

Standing behind the old man, there were four more people.

These four people are very distinguishable from their clothes, wearing cyan robes, their appearance is handsome, a young man in his thirties, his momentum is the strongest, his head is slightly half up, looking at everyone with three points of arrogance and disdain, it is not difficult to tell that it should be Wu Siyuan, the elite disciple of the Ethereal Palace who Sun Wuji is also afraid of.

The other one who looked a little similar to him and was wearing a white robe should be his younger brother Wu Sicheng.

The age of wearing a red robe is similar to that of Sun Wuji, although he seems to be cold and arrogant, but he is not born with it in his bones, but he has a small family spirit, he should be Tang Lie, the disciple of the third elder Zhu Huo.

The last person wearing a black robe, with a square appearance, a delicate black hair, a calm bearing, and restrained eyes, should be Meng Wuwu, the apprentice of the Fourth Elder Xuantu.

Yang Zihan and Qin Yu walked over, saluted the elder first, and said respectfully, "Great Elder, let everyone wait for a long time!"

The old man was still kind to her, his eyes were shining, and he laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter if the old man waits, I'm afraid that some people are in a hurry." ”

"Zihan, why did you come, I've been waiting for you for a long time, I haven't had breakfast yet, this is the eight-treasure soup I prepared for you, it's still hot, you can taste it." ”

Wu Siyuan understood, hurriedly stepped forward, and personally took out a bowl of fragrant eight-treasure soup from the thermostatic box next to him and presented it.

Wu Siyuan is also thirsty for Yang Zihan, these years he has racked his brains to please the latter, thinking about a kiss to Fangze, a taste of lovesickness every night, and at the same time Yang Zihan is the daughter of the palace master, as long as he gets Yang Zihan, the next palace master of the Ethereal Palace will not be at his fingertips.

And Wu Siyuan is very confident in himself, he is the number one disciple of the elite level, his cultivation is still above Sun Wuji, and there is no one else in the entire Ethereal Palace except for him who can match Yang Zihan.

So Wu Siyuan thinks that Yang Zihan is the meat in his bowl, and it is only a matter of time before he eats her, and Sun Wuji still wants to get close to Yang Zihan, which is simply a fool's dream.

"Senior Brother Wu, thank you, Qin Yu made me breakfast, crystal crisp, the world is beautiful, do you want to taste a piece?"

Yang Zihan was still as cold as ever, and he refused to be neither humble nor arrogant.

Wu Siyuan's eyebrows sank suddenly, and he was immediately displeased, he was the treasure of the Ethereal Palace, who didn't give a little face, how many people dared to refuse him?

The arrogance he had always had made him unable to hide the anger in his heart, and he suddenly pulled his face and said: "Zihan, this is made by me for most of the night, using eight kinds of three-grade ingredients, you should at least taste it." ”

"Yes, junior sister, who my brother has treated so well in his life, you have to give him some face. Wu Sicheng on the side also helped.

"Hehe, what is this Qin Yu? a garbage inferior slut, what qualifications does he have to appear here?" Tang Lie was obviously in the same group as Wu Siyuan, laughed dryly, and attacked Qin Yu.

"Tang Lie, what you said doesn't seem right. In the Dexin Hall before, when I was fighting with Li Tuzi, if I remember correctly, you ate the soup I concocted, right? If I am a slut, then wouldn't what I made shit? Just ask, the upper courtyard of the Ethereal Palace, from the palace master to the elders, all eat what I made, who are you humiliating when you say that?" Qin Yu looked directly at Tang Lie's eyes, and Sen sneered.

He could see that among the four people, Tang Lie's cultivation was the lowest, and in the early stage of the Immortal Realm, with this ability, Qin Yu could suddenly kill between breaths.

"You!"

Tang Lie didn't expect Qin Yu to be so sharp-mouthed, and hurriedly hugged his fists to Elder Aoki on the side and said apologetically: "Great Elder, I have no intention of insulting the palace master, you, the respected teacher, and the four elders, it is all this Qin Yu who believes in it......" He clearly remembered that when Qin Yu was in a cooking competition, these giants of the Ethereal Palace praised Qin Yu.

"That's enough, since Qin Yu is already a disciple of the upper court, he can't ask about the past anymore. Cultivators, full of foul language, how did the third child teach you. ”

Although Elder Aoki didn't have a good impression of Qin Yu, Tang Lie's words were indeed inappropriate, and now he and the Yellow Palace Lord were in a balanced and extremely sensitive secret confrontation relationship, and any inappropriate words were likely to break this situation.

Before he broke through the middle stage of the True Immortal Realm and could balance the Yellow Palace Lord, Aoki would never allow anyone to break this situation.

"Yes, Elder!" Tang Lie was stunned and honestly retreated.

(End of chapter)