Jingguo, the first year of Deqing.

Chen Jinzhi, the great elder of the Sword Sect, retreated for ten years and entered the fairyland.

Within the Nine Kingdoms, it has been a hundred years since the Immortal Realm. So this time Chen Jinzhi stepped into the Immortal Realm, everyone in the Sword Sect was honored—at least until they found out that the Great Elder had secretly descended the mountain, they were all very happy, and they were full of confidence and expectation that the Sword Sect was about to become the first sect in the world.

When the disciples of the Sword Sect found out that their Great Elder had already descended the mountain, Chen Jinzhi encountered his first attack after stepping into the Immortal Realm: he received a blow to the head.

"Where's the little brat?" Chen Jinzhi was a little confused, you must know that he is now in mid-air with the sword. The mallet hurt a little from his shoulder, and after shaking the child he had just held in his hand, he decided to stop and see what was going on with the little guy.

After landing, it happened to be near a small village, and Chen Jinzhi didn't like to go to crowded places, so he didn't enter the village. After putting the child on the grass and taking off a coat for the child to cover, he used his internal force to probe the little one's body.

"Fortunately, it's not a big deal, I should have fainted from the fright. Chen Jinzhi breathed a sigh of relief, after all, Jian Xiu didn't have much experience in curing diseases, if this kid really had anything to do, he would have to send it to the hospital, which was a bit troublesome, and then it was a pity, "The qualifications are mediocre, I'm afraid I can only pass the first two realms, and if I'm lucky, I can break the third realm to the fourth realm." ”

Since this kid's qualifications are not good, then Chen Jinzhi will not accept apprentices, although he wants to find an apprentice to send back to the top cylinder of the Sword Sect, but it has to be a sword training embryo that has been seen in the past, and sending a seedling who can only be a disciple of the outer sect to go back will only be considered a provocation by the sect master. But you can't just leave it alone, if something happens, then you can't get over it on your conscience. Chen Jinzhi stood up and looked around, there were no beasts such as hares, but there was a river next to it, so he could only catch fish.

Lin Xian Realm is the pinnacle of martial arts, and it is also recognized as a half-step immortal realm, and the Wind Imperial Sword is the symbol of the Lin Xian Realm monk, so catching fish is still very simple for Chen Jinzhi, the question is what to do with this fish.

"Oops, I forgot that I don't know how to cook, and I would have brought Xiaoliu with me. Chen Jinzhi was a little annoyed, looking at the fish skewered on the sword and a little hesitant, "It seems that Xiaoliu uses a pot to stew fish?

The babbling monk of the Immortal Realm finally stepped into the village.

After a while, Chen Jinzhi came back with a bunch of things. And the child who woke up at this time, when he opened his eyes, he saw an uncle with a pot walking towards him, and what made him even more devastated was that his clothes were gone...... Could it be that you have encountered cannibals?

So what greeted Chen Jinzhi was an exclamation from the little guy: "Ahh!!!!h

Chen Jinzhi was a little embarrassed, because he had been practicing before, he had been a bachelor for decades, and the children in the sect were all cultivated and screened by the outer sect since childhood, so he was not very good at coaxing children. After putting down the things in his hand, the little guy was still screaming, feeling that this would alarm the people in the village, Chen Jinzhi hesitated again and again and finally opened his mouth: "Don't scream, aren't you hungry?"

The little guy's mentality had collapsed, but he was a little stunned when he suddenly heard a language he didn't know at all, stopped screaming, and looked up at the person in front of him with teary eyes.

Seeing that the child finally stopped screaming, Chen Jinzhi breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down and picked up the sword, pointed to the fish that was strung on the sword, and said, "Bear with it a little longer, I'll cook the fish for you to eat." ”

The little guy was stunned, thinking that I had traveled south and north so many times, to the west into Sichuan, to the south through Lingnan, to the north to visit the Wudaokou Men's Vocational and Technical College, to the east to visit the Silk Museum, what kind of dialect do you have I completely understand? After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth - using the Standard and Poor's - and asked: "Uncle, my name is Chen Yunqiu, and I am a student in the third year of Xiangnan No. 11 High School, are you filming?"

Only filming can explain all this, this clothes and this hair can't be a person in the Peach Blossom Garden, right? Chen Yunqiu prayed secretly in his heart.

Of course, Chen Jinzhi couldn't understand Mandarin, he pointed to his ear, shook his head, and signaled that he didn't understand. Chen Yunqiu didn't give up, and asked again in the dialect of his hometown, but there was still no result.

The place of life is unfamiliar, the clothes are gone, and the body has inexplicably become smaller, Chen Yunqiu thought to himself that this is really the end of the calf.

Seeing that he didn't understand the language, Chen Jinzhi gave up his intention to communicate and began to prepare for cooking for the first time in his life. Pour the fish and salt into the pot - I didn't expect that there was a broken porcelain piece in the salt, Chen Jinzhi picked it out, filled it with water, and then began to prepare for the fire.

The little guy next to him was still struggling with his own situation, but the scene in front of him really shocked him. Chen Yunqiu hurriedly stood up and wanted to stop the new star in the dark cooking world, but as soon as he stood up, the clothes covering his body fell down, and the picture was once on the verge of harmony, and there was a rush again. Fortunately, Chen Jinzhi did not have the confidence of a novice chef, and when he saw Chen Yunqiu like this, he guessed what he had done wrong and stopped his criminal operation.

Chen Yunqiu put on the coat covering his body, borrowed a pair of pants worn by the fairyland boss through some comparison, tied the belt as a trouser belt, tidied up the overly long trouser legs and sleeves, and finally dressed neatly, a little boyish. In fact, Chen Yunqiu is not very good at cooking, but he usually eats with Bei Ye's or various cooking videos, and he still knows that he needs to scrape fish scales, remove internal organs, and dig out fish gills to kill fish, although it is a bit difficult to use a sword as a kitchen knife, but he can't stand the sharpness of this sword. After killing the fish, Chen Yunqiu also began to scratch his head: there were no green onions, ginger and garlic, only salt, not even oil.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Elder Chen, he knows how to take salt is already very good. Chen Yunqiu put the fish directly into the pot, sprinkled a handful of salt, poured water into it, and then looked at Chen Jinzhi - it is a bit difficult for a high school student to master the skill of making a fire with his bare hands. Chen Jinzhi understood Chen Yunqiu's eyes, so he took out the fire steel and handed it to him.

“......”

Chen Yunqiu looked at the things in his hand, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes forcefully to indicate that he needed to take his time. Chen Jinzhi understood Chen Yunqiu's expression again, went to the side and rummaged through it, and found a good-looking flint and handed it to him.

“...... Am I so miserable?" Chen Yunqiu muttered, accepting the reality. Although I haven't seen it before, I probably know what these two things are doing when I look at the two things in my hand. He crouched down, put a little hay on the flint, and began to beat the flint with a fire sickle.

Chen Jinzhi sat cross-legged next to him, watching his movements and stop talking.

After working hard for a long time, just before Chen Yunqiu wanted to lift the table, a little smoke finally came out of the hay, and he quickly blew it lightly a few times, and a spark lit up. After a lot of effort to make a good fire, and then use a pile of stones to build a stove and set up a pot, Chen Yunqiu, a visitor from outside the world, finally began his first cooking demonstration in Jingguo.