Su Jue didn't know at all.

Within a day, he had broken through to two levels of Qi training.

What a shock it caused to this outer monk who only had a three-grade spiritual root.

All the time.

Everyone said that he was a mortal body, and he didn't even have the qualifications to start cultivating.

What I heard and saw was also the legend of the ancient sages.

The survivor bias has formed, so he has no idea how difficult it is for ordinary monks to break through.

"Senior nephew, are you listening to me, what are you thinking?"

Talked a lot.

Su Juemeng found that the white-robed disciple was not listening at all.

He stared at himself with wide eyes, but he wandered into the world.

That's infuriating!

When others are talking, you should listen to it and give it the least respect!

"Ah, Uncle Shi, I have heard, you just want to get survival tools from the warehouse, this is easy to do."

When he came back to his senses, the white-robed disciple was colored.

From the very beginning, he called Uncle Shi, just out of politeness.

But as time goes by, after learning the truth of the matter, shouting again is from the heart.

Uncle Shi is worthy of being Uncle Shi, and this cultivation speed alone is already beyond people's reach.

"No or no? Why is it again in the blink of an eye? ”

Su Jue rolled his eyes wildly, feeling that these people were simply inconsistent in their actions.

"Uncle Shi, he doesn't have it, it doesn't mean I don't have it here."

"I didn't say it from beginning to end, if I don't give you this, you don't have to blame the good guys."

The white-robed disciple smiled and didn't care.

After saying that Uncle Shi waited, he turned around and whispered a few words to another white-robed disciple, and then entered the warehouse.

Soon, he moved out a lot of things in the thick eyebrows and big eyes of the disciples.

"Uncle Shi, Taiqiong Peak is a dangerous mountain, it's very difficult to walk, you have a lot of things, why don't I help you get it."

Moving things, the white-robed disciple was extremely considerate and thoughtful.

Su Jue saw that his face was full of sincerity, which should be a reward for letting him go before.

Just wanted to agree unceremoniously, the light curtain flashed, and options appeared.

[Task option 1: Reject the other party's kindness. Completion Reward: +4 Intelligence. 】

[Task option 2: Accept it gladly, and let him take more. Completion Reward: Stamina +3. 】

Looking at these two options, if you only look at it from the perspective of cultivation and maximizing benefits, it is good to increase wisdom.

But it's too tiring to go up and down the mountain.

Even if he has the steps and the cultivation of the second level of Qi training, he still can't bear it.

"I'll pick two."

With a thought, Su Jue said unceremoniously:

"Then trouble my nephew and help me carry these two cylinders."

The white-robed disciple saw that the two jars on the ground were each half a person's height.

There is a bucket in the jar, a pot in the bucket, a pot in the pot, a bowl in the basin, chopsticks and spoons in the bowl, not to mention, and a scoop half-buckled.

In the other jar there is rice, on which is tea, salt, sauce and vinegar, and there is a kitchen knife and an axe.

"You're welcome."

Muttering in his heart, the white-robed disciple's face did not change, one in each hand, carrying the jar and Su Jue, who was holding two bronze bells in his hands, returned to Taiqiong Peak.

Along the way, the two of them met a lot of light-shaking disciples, and all of them looked weird, and there were many pointing and talking about something.

Su Jue completely ignored it, his mouth was on others, what could he do.

The white-robed disciple was disdainful, and all he was thinking about was:

What do you know?

Uncle Shi broke through to the second layer of qi training one day.

This kind of talent can only be achieved by a monk with a seven-rank spiritual root.

The elder at the outer gate must have lost his eyes, and the pearl was covered with dust.

Only when Lianyue was in charge, discerning and discerning, and discovered the strengths of his uncle, he ignored everyone's discussions and accepted him as an apprentice.

With such boldness and great wisdom, I ask you if you are okay?

The people who are eye-catching dare to rap here!

In the future, the uncle who will be waiting for him will be successful in cultivation and enter the realm of great power, and you will definitely look up!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the white-robed disciple's heart was surging and he raised his head.

He was the first disciple of Shaoguang to discover this matter, and he must have a stroke in the history books in the future.

On the side, Su Jue didn't know what this guy was making up in his head.

I don't know that in the near future, there will be a certain rumor that is going viral.

……

All the way to the top of Taiqiong Peak.

During the small talk on the road, Su Jue learned that the white-robed disciple's name was Wang Cheng.

Before, he hadn't taken Su Jue seriously, so there was no name exchange between the two of them.

But now that I have determined that my uncle is not an ordinary person, he will definitely achieve great things in the future, and he is a good person, and he is very kind.

Wang Cheng's attitude has also changed greatly, and he wants to make friends and hug his thighs as soon as possible.

"Isn't the Lady of the Moon here?"

Putting the cylinder down, Wang Cheng looked at the bare mountain, but there was no surprise.

When he first started, he was playful and didn't understand the rules, and Taiqiong Peak was unguarded at all, so he secretly ran up and knew the situation here.

"Master, she's taking a nap."

Su Jue took down his chin and pointed to the side room, and was busy unloading the things he had brought up.

"Then uncle, I won't bother."

Seeing Su Jue's busy turnaround, he didn't have time to chat, and Wang Cheng said goodbye with interest.

"Don't eat before you leave?"

Su Jue asked rhetorically, and the bad guys also made a contribution.

"No, Uncle Shi, I made an appointment with someone."

Wang Cheng hurriedly shook his head, and when Su Jue made a fire to cook, it was estimated that it would be almost dark when he ate, not to mention that he really made an appointment.

Su Jue turned his head and looked at his peach blossom face, and instantly understood something, revealing a look of understanding.

No wonder there was an urgent matter yesterday, and today's appointment is probably yesterday's urgent matter.

After Wang Cheng left, Su Jue found a few more stones, stacked the embers of last night's fire, and set up a stove.

Then, he ran halfway up the mountain, took a basin of mountain spring water, and used his own bell method to smash a pheasant that was crowing in the air.

At this time, the medium-grade magic weapon, the tungsten iron short sword, which has been useless, has played a huge role, and the reason behind it is heartwarming.

Cutting the throat and bleeding, boiling water and scalding the skin, disemboweling and breaking the stomach, and pinching the small intestine with salt, Su Jue's techniques are extremely skilled and sophisticated.

Just a quarter of an hour later, the pheasant, which weighed three pounds, was washed and peeled clean by him.

The sword in his hand fell, and the iron was sharpened like clay.

After the chicken is chopped into pieces, boil in a pot under cold water, bring to a boil over high heat, skim off the foam, add the green onion cooking wine, and simmer over low heat.

A familiar, refreshing fragrance wafts in the wind on Taiqiong Peak.

Soon, Mu Lianyue woke up from her sleep.

She had a straw between her hair, her eyes were sleepy, her face was flushed, and when she came out, she looked in front of her.

Taiqiong Peak... When did there be so much more?

And a jar, and a basin, and chopsticks and an axe?

Raise your eyes and look at these.

In the middle, Su Jue squatted on a stone.

In front of him, there was a pot, and the fragrance came from the pot.

Walking over, seeing Su Jue uncovering the pot and tasting the soup with a spatula, Mu Lianyue was shocked again.

"You can also cook?"

Su Jue heard the voice, quickly put down the lid and spatula, turned around and said obediently:

"Master, you're awake."

Immediately afterward, realizing that the answer was not the right one, he added:

"The disciple is a mortal, can not be like the master, swallow wine and drink dew, this three meals a day, is a human necessity, from yesterday evening to now, the disciple has not eaten a drop of rice, really hungry and uncomfortable, can only make a fire to make food, disturbed the master, and please forgive the sin."

Mu Lianyue looked at his well-behaved, harmless appearance of humans and animals, and waved her hand indifferently.

It's just cooking, little things.

"It's okay, anyway, on this Taiqiong Peak, just the two of us, after cultivation, as long as it's not too much, you can do anything, don't worry about whether I like it or not."

After saying that, she sniffed the fragrance again, and when she got closer, the smell became stronger.

Swallowing saliva unconsciously, Mu Lianyue asked:

"Can you eat this?"

Su Jue was taken aback, but he didn't expect that a woman like Mu Lianyue, who was addicted to alcohol, actually wanted to eat chicken.

He hurriedly said:

"The disciple has been simmering for an hour, the meat should be crispy, and the master can taste it first."

Taking out a small bowl, Su Jue specially sandwiched a few pieces of chicken thigh meat for Mu Lianyue.