At the banquet after the Yuanying ceremony, the elite disciples of various sects who participated in the banquet naturally had to come out to show off. Of course, this does not mean that these disciples perform for everyone's feast. Instead, the elders of these sects asked these disciples to come over to meet the bigwigs of various sects. Even if it is a disguised appearance, tell these bigwigs that our sect has elite disciples with extraordinary qualifications, and they can already walk around. I hope you guys will take care of one or two.

And often such visits are accompanied by harvest. The bigwigs always have to give a gift to the juniors who meet for the first time. What went out on the side of Buddhism was Jingtong and Jingwu. Those of you here are the ones who suffer the most. Murong Yu, like Qingli, belongs to the one who is older and younger. But the representative of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was not him, so Murong Yu didn't need to give any greeting gifts. Qingli is different, looking at people who are older than herself, but respectfully call herself uncle or uncle ancestor, she can only pay out of her pocket.

In fact, there are a lot of good things in the storage space in the clear glass Buddha beads. But after all, she gave the Qingyun Sect's disciple a peace charm yesterday. There are no impermeable walls in this world. If she gives something different today, no matter whether the thing she gives is more expensive or cheaper than the peace charm she gave yesterday, she will offend people. Qingli had no choice but to treat everyone equally, and each person was given a peace charm.

Qingli is not reluctant to give up these peace charms. After all, she paints it, and she can draw as much as she wants. It's just that she is the only one who gives it out, but the mood is not so good when she doesn't see the income. And Qingli suddenly realized one thing. With her seniority, the people who can give her a meeting gift are all the Supreme Elders of the major sects. But these people usually don't appear in front of people. That is, there is almost no chance that she will receive a gift in the future. And when she becomes a Buddha, basically those Supreme Elders will not give gifts. After all, at that time, she represented the entire Buddhist sect. Those people can't treat her like a junior anymore. And she will give countless gifts in the countless years to come. Thinking about it, Qingli felt that she had lost a lot. Qingli can only comfort herself in her heart: all external objects are not worthy of her nostalgia. But she is still angry in her heart, she really can't cultivate at home, and she will have an unfair psychology because of this. But now she is only a Buddha cultivator, not a Buddha, and it is nothing to be willful occasionally.

After the end of this Yuanying ceremony of leaving Yan Zhenjun, Qingli and Murong Yu embarked on the road of training. Hengzhen and Hengtong naturally returned to Fahua Temple. And Jingwu and Jingtong want to go back to their worldly homes to see their families first. There is a rule in the cultivation realm that anyone who enters the foundation building period can go home and break the dust. Entering the temple to practice Buddhism is originally a monk, and it has long been regarded as a broken fate. But Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, they are also raised by their parents, and they also owe their parents cause and effect. So after they entered Juyuan, they also had to go home to see.

Qingli had only met her family at the festival a few months ago. But she had already gathered at this time, so she also wanted to go home as usual. Qingli thought of Murong Yu's life experience, and didn't know if he was willing to go to her house, so she asked, "Senior Brother Murong, since I have gathered Yuan, I want to go home." I don't know if you are going with me, or if you have other plans, let's make an appointment and meet you after I visit my relatives. ”

Although Murong Yu did not tell Qingli about his life experience. But he knew that as an apprentice of Ling Xuan Sword Venerable, he was always concerned. So his background is actually not a secret in the eyes of those who have a heart. Regarding Qingli's question, he immediately understood the concerns in her heart. Afraid that the situation in her family would arouse his sadness. Although he no longer cares about what happened back then, he is happy for his friend's caring attitude. He said softly: "If Senior Sister Qingli doesn't dislike it, I want to see what kind of place gave birth to such an outstanding you." ”

Qingli was also very happy when she heard it. She directly took out her own wooden fish. The wooden fish became dozens of times larger and fell to the ground. Murong Yu has not yet built a foundation and cannot fly with his sword. So he followed Qingli to the wooden fish. Qingli took the wooden fish hammer and gently knocked the wooden fish. The huge wooden fish carried the two of them towards Yangshan Village.

Qingyun Sect is quite far away from Yangshan Village, and even if it uses wooden fish to fly, it will take four or five days. Qingli and Murong Yu haven't opened the valley yet, so the two of them still have to eat. Qingli grew up pampered both at home and in Fahua Temple, and she has never eaten any Bigu Dan. Although Murong Yu had eaten Bigu Dan, the taste was indeed not good. So if he can not eat Bigu Dan, he will never eat it. So the food for the two of them has become a problem these days.

Qingli put a lot of spiritual rice in the storage Buddha beads, as well as the specialties of Fahua Temple. But she really didn't know how. Don't look at Qingli, she has lived two lives, but she has never lit up her cooking skills. In her previous life, she also wanted to cook for her family, but once she entered the kitchen, the kitchen was renovated. So their family kept her, the kitchen killer, away from the kitchen. In this life, she has cooked once in Hokkeji Temple since she was born, and it ended in a fried dining room. To say that although her alchemy skills are not top-notch, she can also refine high-grade pills with the help of earth fire. It's just low-grade pills. Why can't her cooking skills be lit? This is probably another misunderstanding mystery of Fahua Temple.

So on this trip, Qingli couldn't cook. She was counting on her friend Murong Yu. Murong Yu has no objection to cooking. He took the rice and bowl that Qingli handed him, and began to cook at the edge of the woods. If you want to say that Murong Yu cooks, it is pleasing to the eye. He himself is a single fire spiritual root (Qingli has been suspicious of this for a long time, just because of his cold character), and when he cooks, he doesn't use firewood, and directly uses spiritual power to turn flames into cooking rice. Qingli looked at the bubbling and incomparably attractive aroma of the spiritual rice porridge in the bowl, and sighed in her heart that she was really lucky, she couldn't cook but found a good friend who could cook to go together.

After the spiritual rice porridge was cooked, Murong Yu handed a bowl of spiritual rice porridge to Qingli. Qingli took the bowl with both hands, but found that Murong Yu's hand holding the bowl did not let go. Qingli looked at him suspiciously, but found that Murong Yu was looking at him with dog eyes. The corners of Qingli's mouth twitched, and she complained in her heart: This ruined your previous cold image. Sure enough, he began to develop in the direction of teasing inside. However, Qingli forgot the phrase that things gather by like, and people are divided by groups. When she complained about Murong Yu's teasing, she was actually not far behind.

Qingli was already hungry at this time, and she immediately praised Murong Yu in order to eat early: "Senior Brother Murong is really amazing, he made porridge so quickly." This porridge is so fragrant, it must be delicious. ”

A satisfied smile flashed in Murong Yu's eyes, and then he let go of the hand that was on the porridge bowl. Qingli took the porridge bowl and put it in front of her. She folded her hands and chanted a Buddha name, then picked up the bowl and began to drink the porridge. Murong Yu also picked up the bowl and began to drink porridge. As a result, the two squirted out the porridge in their mouths at the same time.

Qingli looked at Murong Yu with a complicated expression, and the other party also looked sluggish. Qingli never thought that the taste of such a fragrant spiritual rice porridge was so terrible. It's just a porridge cooked with clear spring water, without any seasoning, and without boiling paste, how can it mix with sour, salty and bitter tastes? Qingli never knew that Murong Yu still had the ability to cook dark dishes. At this time, Qingli didn't feel lucky. Even if she's a kitchen killer herself, how do you know that her friend is the king of dark cuisine. Which of the two of them is more advanced?

Murong Yu was also deflated at this time. It was the first time he had cooked with his own hands. But when he was a child, he watched his mother cook porridge for him. He did it step by step according to the steps he remembered. When he smelled the familiar scent, he thought he had succeeded, but he didn't expect this to be the result. Murong Yu said in the middle of Ai's time: "Otherwise, you can do it." ”

Qingli raised her eyebrows and said, "If you're not afraid of the pot that won't cook in the future, I don't mind showing you the art of the fryer." ”

Murong Yu listened, thought about it and figured out the meaning of Qingli's words. Both sighed at the same time. There is a reason why Qingli is reluctant to eat Bigu Dan. The Bigu Dan cultivated by the Buddha is free of meat. I don't know if it's because of this reason, or if it's the bad taste of the alchemist, in short, the taste is similar to the porridge that Murong Yu cooked just now. The taste of Bigu Dan in the cultivation realm is average, but Qingli can't eat it, who knows if it contains meat and fishy things. Murong Yu simply felt that he should be able to cook, and he could cook it himself when he was hungry, so he didn't bring Bigu Dan at all. At this moment, the two hungry people could only cry relatively without tears.

Qingli proposed: "We cultivators will not die of starvation for ten days and a half months, so why don't we go directly to my house." Qingli's mind was not clear at this time, she could actually go to a populated place halfway through. It can only be said that the dark cuisine just now is too powerful, and it poisons the two smart people stupidly.

The two of them hurried to fly in the direction of Yangshan Village, and they kept flying except for the Qingli Buddha Yuanli who stopped to rest on the way. Therefore, the two of them made up their minds that they must cultivate hard and enter the Relic Realm (Jindan Period) as soon as possible. In this way, Bigu will not encounter this kind of thing again.

It is estimated that these two people are the only ones in the entire cultivation world who are working hard to cultivate for such a strange reason. When Qingli and the two arrived in Yangshan Village, they were just in time for the Chen family to have dinner. The Chen family never thought that seeing Qingli again would be like this. No excitement, no excessive pleasantries. Their little chef and her friend stared at the food on the table with bright eyes. The Chen family was frightened by the light in the eyes of the two, and hurriedly beckoned the two to sit down for dinner.

Watching the two of them elegantly wipe out the food on the table with the speed of the wind and clouds. Li had to go to the kitchen to do a little more. Qingli gave her a bag of Lingmi porridge, and two quarters of an hour later, Qingli drank the fragrant Lingmi porridge. Qingli and Murong Yu glanced at each other, and sighed in their hearts that this was the normal taste of Lingmi porridge.

When everyone was full of food and drink, the IQ of Qingli and the two returned to their places. The two of them realized that they had done something stupid. This is the black history of their lives, and they must not be told. So when the Chen family asked them what was wrong, Qingli couldn't lie, she could only smile incomprehensibly. The Chen family and his wife automatically made up a list of reasons and stopped asking