Xuanba ate a transformation pill, and when he turned into a human form, he was relatively burly, close to two meters. Although the skin is not as dark as the turtle shell, the color is still much darker than Li San's. Standing with Xuanba, it can be said that Li San has the potential to be a little white face.

The humanoid Xuanba, this time there was no turtle shell, which proved that the two Transformation Pills given to him by Shui Xuanzi were still relatively high in quality. Although Xuan Ba is tall, his eyes are still as small as ever, and at this time he and Li San are chopping wood in the backyard of the kitchen.

Mu Hongyan, the senior sister, is usually fierce and vicious, but many times she acts as the cook of the four people and one turtle in Yuhuamen. Not only is she very talented in cultivation, but she is also quite skilled in cooking. At this point, the other female disciples of the Misty Sect could not compare with Mu Hongyan at all.

Mu Hongyan washes rice. Li San and Xuanba chopped wood, while the fat girl squatted in front of the stove to watch the fire, occasionally turning her head to look at Mu Hongyan secretly.

"Xuanba, you go to the master's yard and catch a cloud-crowned chicken!" Mu Hongyan came to the backyard of the kitchen, holding a key in her hand.

"Senior sister, Xuanba has a lot of strength, let him chop wood, I'll catch it*, I'm good at this thing!" Li San looked up at the key in Mu Hongyan's hand, and said with anticipation.

Mu Hongyan's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "No, you can chop wood here, let Xuanba go!"

"Hehe, senior brother, you cut slowly, I'm going to catch chickens!" Xuanba threw the axe in his hand on the ground, ran over to take the key from Mu Hongyan's hand, and then ran towards Shui Xuanzi's yard.

"Senior sister, it's so unfair for you to do this!" Li San immediately protested.

Mu Hongyan looked at Li San, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Okay, for the sake of fairness, wait a minute, Xuanba will catch the chicken, and you will be responsible for killing the chicken!"

"Ahem, cough, cough~~~"

Just as Li San and Mu Hongyan were talking, the fat girl's rapid coughing suddenly came from the kitchen. The two turned their heads to look, only to see smoke billowing out of the kitchen.

Mu Hongyan and Li San were startled and hurriedly rushed into the kitchen. The fat girl has turned into a flower-faced cat, holding a blowtorch and desperately blowing at the stove.

"Fat girl, are you okay!" Mu Hongyan immediately ran to the fat girl's side and asked with concern.

"Oh, senior sister, I'm fine, the fire is out!" the fat girl seemed to be a little weak-hearted, and whispered to Mu Mu Hongyan.

"You girl, you can eat, you can't do anything, you can't even watch the fire, you go out to play! Mu Hongyan shook her head helplessly, and reached out to snatch the blowtorch in the fat girl's hand.

"Senior sister, you go out to rest first, I can make the fire myself!" the fat girl said that she would not leave.

Li San's nose sniffed in the air, and then said, "I really want to smell the roasted sweet potato!"

Mu Hongyan's face immediately pulled down, and she asked at the fat girl, "Fat girl, are you roasting sweet potatoes in the stove?"

"No, no, no, senior sister, senior brother must have smelled wrong!" the fat girl's head shook like a rattle.

"Hmph, I still want to quibble!" Mu Hongyan grabbed the fat girl's arm, pulled her aside, looked down at the stove, and saw that the stove was filled with six or seven sweet potatoes, and there was no room for the firewood to burn.

"Bang, you glutton, even if you want to bake sweet potatoes, you have to wait for the sweet potatoes to be ready before baking, you throw the sweet potatoes in now, and throw so much, it's no wonder that the fire is not extinguished!" Mu Hongyan reached out and knocked on the fat girl's head, and then used a fire fork to clip out the sweet potatoes in the stove.

"Woo~~~ My baked sweet potatoes!" Seeing her baby sweet potatoes being sandwiched out by Mu Hongyan one by one, the fat girl cried sadly.

"Okay, don't cry, I'll bake one for you now, and the rest will be baked when the rice is cooked!" Seeing the poor fat girl, Mu Hongyan really couldn't bear it.

"Thank you, senior sister!" the fat girl immediately stopped crying.

"Li San, take the fat girl out and help her wash her face!

"It's Senior Sister!" Li San finished speaking, and pulled the fat girl out of the kitchen with a smile on his face. At this time, he had a very warm feeling, in the Feather Gate, he could feel the warm feeling of home, which other sects could not feel at all.

In Feixian Peak, Ziyun Peak, Jade Girl Peak, or the other four major mountain gates, there are people who specialize in cooking, and among those factions, the faculties between people are definitely not as harmonious as the Feather Gate.

In Yuhuamen, Shui Xuanzi's identity is also a master and a father for Li San, and the senior sister Mu Hongyan is more like a verbose mother many times.

"Senior sister, I caught the chicken back!" About a stick of incense, Xuan Ba came back with a beautiful chicken in his hand. The chicken had a small crest of fluffy golden feathers on its head, which looked like clouds in the sky.

Not only is the meat delicious, but it also has beautiful hair, which is the favorite of some master refiners. It is not an exaggeration to say that this cloud-crowned chicken is full of treasures.

"Let your senior brother kill the chicken, clean it and bring it in! Hurry up!" Mu Hongyan's voice came out of the kitchen.

"Senior sister, don't worry, Senior Brother's speed at killing chickens is absolutely top-notch!" Xuanba handed over the Yunguan chicken to Li San and ran into the kitchen with the key.

Li San grabbed the cloud-crowned chicken, looked at it carefully, and muttered: It turned out to be a mother.

"Giggle~~~" The cloud-crowned chicken seemed to realize that he was going to die tragically under the butcher's knife of this human, and struggled hard.

"Hehe, don't do those indifferent struggles, you've been practicing for so long, today is the day you will achieve the right results of your cultivation! Lao Tzu's technique is definitely passable, and it won't make you so miserable!"

A cold light flashed, and the cloud-crowned chicken suddenly ascended to the sky.

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An hour later, dinner was ready.

Although the Misty Sect has a rule that immortal cultivators must be pure in heart and have few desires, this regulation is not taken seriously in the Feather Sect.

Chicken is used for stew, and only in this way can the nutritional value of the chicken itself be reflected.

The chicken broth is like milk in color and has a rich aroma. A small pot of soup has been divided into five bowls.

The two big chicken legs belong to Fat Ya and Mu Hongyan respectively, and Li San and Xuanba each have a small chicken leg.

"Hmm, this chicken is very tough!" Shui Xuanzi couldn't help frowning after eating a piece of chicken: "Hongyan, how long have you been stewing this chicken?"

Mu Hongyan's smart eyes rolled, and then replied, "It's been almost an hour!"

Shui Xuanzi chewed the chicken in his mouth a few more times, and said slowly: "It stands to reason that this chicken is so resilient without reason!"

"Master, don't you think the tough taste is better?" After Li San eliminated the small chicken leg in his hand, he picked up a piece of chicken in the bowl.

"Okay, yes, I'm just curious!" Shui Xuanzi set his eyes on Mu Hongyan: "Hongyan, which chicken did you kill?"

Mu Hongyan was stunned, then shook her head: "Master, I don't know, I asked Xuanba to catch it, and then Li San is responsible for killing the chicken!"

Hearing this, Shui Xuanzi's face instantly became gloomy. Turning his head to look at Xuanba: "Xuanba, tell me which chicken you caught?"

Xuan Ba tilted his head, and after turning his eyes left and right for a while, he said: "Master, I don't remember very clearly, I only remember that the chicken is the largest in the yard, and there is a golden fluff on its head!"

"Yes, there is indeed a golden fluff!" Li San also nodded beside him.

"Bang!" Mu Hongyan's mouth opened slightly, and the chicken leg in her hand fell on the table.

"Hmm, what's wrong, senior sister?" Li San looked at Mu Hongyan curiously.

Mu Hongyan glanced at Shui Xuanzi, and then said slowly: "There seems to be only one chicken yard in the golden cloud crown, and that is the old hen that the master has raised for thirty years!"