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Xia Zeguo, on Biyuan Mountain, a wide and unique courtyard is built on the top of the mountain, and there is a stone tablet in front of the door, and the stone tablet is engraved with the four big characters of Cuiyun Xianju.

In the courtyard, a group of young men dressed in white are wielding the long swords in their hands, like a group of leopards, taking vigorous steps, and there are bursts of sword roars under their feet.

Outside the gate, a young man in a light blue shirt was holding an axe and carrying a bundle of firewood on his shoulder, constantly wiping the sweat from his face, and walking towards the door step by step.

The young man has a fair face, delicate facial features, and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, even if he is carrying firewood on his back, there is no trace of stains on his clothes, and he looks like a clean and refreshing young man.

"Senior brothers, I'm back!"

The young man was fighting outside the door, shouting at the young man practicing swords in the courtyard, and there was a burst of cheers in the courtyard, and the young people in white clothes surrounded the young man standing in front of the door.

"Senior Brother Yunqing, what ingredients did the master ask you to prepare today, take them out and take a look!"

"Yes, yes, don't hide it if you have delicious food, hurry up and let the senior brothers get over it first. ”

The young people were arguing around the young man, and the young man put down the firewood on his body, rolled his eyes, and said to the people around him: "Which senior brother carries this bundle of firewood to the fire room for me, I will put a few more pieces of wild boar in his bowl, and my uncle and Uncle Delusion are now carrying the newly hunted wild boar back." ”

Hearing the young man's words, the young people immediately cheered, grabbed the bundle of dry firewood, and ran towards the courtyard with a shout.

The young man stood in front of the door, looking at the four words Cuiyun Xianju on the stone tablet next to him, but he sighed lightly.

It's been four years in a flash, four years ago, the family fell in the middle of the road, his parents were killed by the enemy, the elderly grandfather took Qiu Yunqing, who was only twelve years old at the time, to this mountain, Qiu Yunqing still remembers the scene of that night, the grandfather who was already sick took him to run dozens of miles and fled to this mountain, and the grandfather sat beside him, leaning on his body, trembling, and died in front of him before dawn.

In the early morning of the next day, it was the disciples of Cuiyun Xianju who found the poor child who knelt down in front of the old man and cried while calling his grandfather, that day the innocent real person of Cuiyun Xianju accepted Qiu Yunqing as a closed disciple, and buried Qiu Yunqing's grandfather in a forest on the mountain, that forest was not far from Cuiyun Xianju, and Qiu Yunqing always went to his grandfather's grave to tell his heart in the past four years.

Cuiyun Xianju is Qiu Yunqing's second home, now he is sixteen years old, and in the past four years, he has learned some non-beginner Taoism with his master, because he has not learned one of the entry-level Taoism so far. According to the words of his master, he has lived for nearly a hundred years, and he has never seen a person with such poor talent and dullness as Qiu Yunqing.

Qiu Yunqing does not have the talent of cultivating immortals, but the talent of a cook is great. After only living in Cuiyun Xian for one year, he realized a set of cooking skills that he could master.

Therefore, Qiu Yunqing has become the chef of Cuiyun Xianju since he was thirteen years old, and every morning he followed his two uncles up the mountain to chop wood and hunt, and began to cook when he came back from hunting.

At this time, Qiu Yunqing stopped in front of the door, looking at the stone tablet on the side and was distracted, because he and his grandfather sat on this stone tablet for a night, and he was hungry and afraid that night, so he didn't dare to close his eyes all night.

"Yun Qing, what are you doing standing stupidly in front of the door?" A short, middle-aged man with thief eyebrows and mouse eyes suddenly appeared beside Qiu Yunqing, patted him on the shoulder, and asked.

Qiu Yun was stunned when he heard this, looked at the thin man beside him who was less than his shoulder, scratched his ears, and said, "It's nothing, Uncle Delusional, let's go in quickly, otherwise the master and his old man will scold his mother again." ”

As he was talking, a tall and half-naked man walked past the two of them with heavy steps, and he carried a boar with his bare hands and walked towards the courtyard sonorously, with muscles on his body and green tendons, looking quite fierce.

This person is the third elder of Cuiyun Immortal Residence, a delusional real person, that is, the delusional uncle in Qiu Yunqing's mouth.

Now the head of Cuiyun Immortal Residence is Qiu Yunqing's master Wuzhen Zhenren, and Wuzhen Zhenren also has two junior disciples, namely Zhenren and Zhenren. The three of them took less than eighty disciples under their sect to guard the Cuiyun Immortal Residence, a small sect that was not well-known in the cultivation realm, and was isolated from the world.

Watching the delusional real person striding forward with the mountain boar that was at least about 300 catties in size, even if he had seen a scene like this many times, Qiu Yunqing couldn't help but wipe his cold sweat and quickly chased after him.

This delusional person is a taciturn person, he directly carried the boar into the fire room that is not too big, and threw the boar on the ground to unload the boar with his bare hands.

I shook the pig's blood on my hand, turned around and said to Qiu Yunqing: "Light, I cut the pig, you stew it, everyone will eat meat today!"

After saying this sentence simply, the delusional real person walked out of the fire room with his head held high, leaving only Qiu Yunqing with a stunned face.

Qiu Yunqing picked up the torn boar on the ground, washed it with water, and went directly to the pot.

After making the boar meat and shouting "open the meal", the disciples who had been waiting outside the door for a long time all ran in, and one by one they couldn't wait to pick up the plate full of pork and run in the direction of the cafeteria.

This fire room and the canteen face each other across the courtyard, and I don't know what the people who built this courtyard thought at that time, separating the fire room from the canteen so far.

The pork was brought into the cafeteria by the disciples first, Qiu Yun looked at the dozens of buckets of cooked rice in the fire room, shook his head helplessly, and first picked up two buckets and walked towards the canteen.

The amount of food eaten by this group of disciples is amazing, and they all say that immortal cultivators rest food and clear grains, but this group of disciples who are like starving ghosts and reincarnated have to eat more than a hundred buckets of food every meal, and they don't know where they got this food from. For Qiu Yunqing, the source of food in Cuiyun Xianju has always been a mystery.

After eating breakfast, it was almost noon, and what the disciples did every day here was to eat and cultivate, and Qiu Yunqing did one more thing than these disciples, not only to eat and cultivate every day, but also to cook and wash the dishes.

Qiu Yunqing spent most of the day in the fire room, and his idle master didn't teach him some high-strength spells on weekdays, and Qiu Yunqing also knew that his qualifications were too poor, so he didn't complain.

However, today, the innocent real person actually took the initiative to come to the fire room and called the only closed disciple outside.

The innocent real person was wearing a yellow robe, with a long beard, and his white hair looked very elegant, very similar to the old immortal in the mythical story, with a fairy wind and crane bones, and an extraordinary temperament.

"Master, where are you going to take your apprentice?" Qiu Yunqing asked curiously, following behind the ass of the innocent real person.

As if he hadn't heard of it, he took Qiu Yunqing to the cliff before he stopped, turned back to his apprentice and said, "Qing'er, it's been four years in a flash. What have you learned with me in the past four years?"

Qiu Yun stretched out his palm, counted his fingers and said, "In the past four years, I have learned the grappling technique, the fighting technique, the dodge and maneuvering technique, the sword style, and the ......."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a true person: "Stubborn, look at what you have learned in the past four years are some of the most basic martial arts of mortal martial arts, and the only one who has learned the only thing is to cook!

Looking at the master's look of hating iron and steel, Qiu Yunqing was also very sad in his heart, he wanted to refute but didn't know how to refute, Qiu Yunqing himself was not convinced, why couldn't he always practice high-strength swordsmanship and spells that his senior brothers could learn?

Looking at the unwilling and helpless look in Qiu Yunqing's eyes, the innocent real person shook his head and sighed: "That's it, you can go down the mountain today, maybe you should need a chance." The Cuiyun Immortal Residence is too small, you can't stay here for the rest of your life. ”

"Master!" Qiu Yunqing knelt directly on the ground, his eyes were a little red, and he shouted Master.

Wufu Zhenren shook his head, helped Qiu Yun up, and said: "You don't have to be so nervous, I don't mean to drive you out of the sect, you are now sixteen years old, you have not come down the mountain in the past four years, it is time for you to go to the outside world to experience." You are a man in the red dust, and you should enter the red dust. If you come back when you're tired outside, Cuiyun Xianju will always be your home. ”

After listening to the words of the innocent real person, Qiu Yunqing saluted the master again and said, "The apprentice doesn't have any belongings, so I'll go and say goodbye to the senior brothers, and then go down the mountain and leave." ”

Wuzhen Zhenren frowned slightly, and said, "You don't have to say goodbye to your senior brothers, that will only increase sadness." You can go down the hill along the path. ”

"Okay, say goodbye to the master, and go down the mountain. Qiu Yun sighed softly, turned his head and looked at the scenery on the mountain, turned around and walked resolutely towards the path down the mountain.

Wuzhen watched the apprentice gradually walk away until he couldn't see his figure, and suddenly raised his head and laughed, and said excitedly: "It's been four years, I actually endured this idiot apprentice for four years, that's my lost years!"

"Senior brother, you're a little too ruthless to do this, aren't you?" The innocent man sneaked out of the woods on the side, followed by the big man who was delusional and real.

The innocent real person coughed lightly, and said to the two junior brothers, one tall and one short: "No, how can you two understand my good intentions?"

The innocent man rolled his eyes and said, "Senior brother, you are too shameless. Then he turned around and looked at the delusional real person on the side, and said, "I don't worry about Yun Qing, this kid, junior brother, you will secretly protect Yun Qing with me in the back." ”

The delusional person nodded, so the two brothers ignored the obstruction of the innocent person and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

Watching the two stubborn junior disciples leave, the innocent real person showed an angry look, blew his beard and glared, and shouted "The majesty of the head is not there" and walked away.