Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and in these three days, Yan Shaoyou slowly adapted to his own strength and reached the realm of free retraction. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And Xun Lie and Song Yunfeng were shocked a lot after that day, and the two of them squeezed out time, stepped up their cultivation and enlightenment, and strived to break through as soon as possible!

On that day, Zhou Muyu transmitted the message to the four disciples and asked them to go to the Tingfeng Pavilion to talk about it, and the four of them received the news, hurriedly put down their things, and hurried to the Tingfeng Pavilion. As soon as they met, Su Xiaoyu hurriedly congratulated Yan Shaoyou: "Congratulations to the second senior brother for ascending to the innate realm!"

"Thank you, little sister. Yan Shaoyou smiled faintly.

"The second senior brother is polite, and I hope that the senior brother will give me more advice in the future. Su Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"If the little junior sister has any problems, just come to find the foolish brother, the foolish brother will do his best!"

"Then Xiao Yu thanked the second senior brother first. Su Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"You're welcome!" Yan Shaoyou said with a smile.

On the side, Xun Lie quietly looked at Yan Shaoyou, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and then he also congratulated: "Second junior brother, congratulations on your congenital achievement." ”

"Thank you, senior brother!" Yan Shaoyou replied.

"Second junior brother, do you still remember the day you were a brother, this time you are slightly better, but on the road in the future, my senior brother will definitely take the lead!" Xun Lie said.

"Uh~~~" Yan Shaoyou smiled bitterly, and didn't know how to answer Xun Lie for a while.

At this time, Song Yunfeng on the side also interjected: "There is still me, and me, after I ascend to the Innate, I will definitely let you know what it means to accumulate thick and thin!"

"Okay, okay, you're the best, let's admit defeat for my brother!" Yan Shaoyou patted Song Yunfeng on the shoulder and quipped.

Song Yunfeng slapped Yan Shaoyou's palm on his body, and said seriously: "Who wants you to admit defeat, I will surpass you personally!"

"Uh~~~" Looking at the extremely serious expression on Song Yunfeng's face, Yan Shaoyou felt speechless again.

After a moment of silence, a faint strange fragrance suddenly wafted in, and the four of them couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and then hurriedly turned around to look outside the hall, only to see that Master Zhou Muyu was holding an unsightly clay pot in one hand and several luminous cups in the other hand, and walked in a chic manner. And the strange smell that everyone smelled was leaking from the unsightly clay pot.

"The disciple has seen the master!" the four of them resisted the curiosity in their hearts and respectfully greeted their master

"No courtesy. Zhou Muyu responded to the four gently, and then went straight past the four people, came to the center of the Tingfeng Pavilion, and carefully put the two things in his hand on the white marble table in the center of the hall, and then, Zhou Muyu turned his head to face the four people with suspicious faces, and hooked his hand, "Don't come in yet!"

Hearing this, the four of them stared at the clay pot that Zhou Muyu put on the table at the same time, and then slowly stepped into the Tingfeng Pavilion and walked in front of Zhou Muyu.

"Master, what is in this extremely ugly jar of noodles, why is it so fragrant?" Song Yunfeng asked Zhou Muyu bravely.

"Good thing!" Zhou Muyu smiled slightly.

"Good thing, what good thing?" Song Yunfeng asked curiously.

"Why do you ask so much, you'll find out later!" Zhou Muyu glanced at Song Yunfeng and sold a pass lightly.

When Song Yunfeng saw Zhou Muyu like this, he was immediately anxious, and hurriedly said, "Then Master, please open this stinky jar and let the disciples appreciate the good things inside?"

"What's the hurry, good things in the world have to occupy the right time and place, now we just occupy the right place, the time has not yet come!" Zhou Muyu said with a light smile.

Hearing this, Song Yunfeng immediately put on a look of "the person in front of him cannot be trusted", and asked, "Do you need the right time and place to open a jar?" Master, shouldn't you be a disciple of Kuang?"

"You coward, didn't the teacher tell you? This is filled with good things, are good things comparable to ordinary items in the world?" Zhou Muyu raised his hand and gave Song Yunfeng a violent slap, and said in disgust.

"Master, then how long will we have to wait!" Song Yunfeng covered his head and asked softly.

Hearing this, Zhou Muyu turned around and looked at the sky, and then said lightly: "A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour will appear on time!"

"A quarter of an hour! not long, not long..."Song Yunfeng stared at the crockpot tightly and said lightly.

Seeing this, the three people on the side glanced at each other, and then showed a helpless smile at the same time...

After waiting for a while, a sudden gust of wind blew from the top of the mountain, blowing away the surrounding clouds and mist, and in an instant, the scorching sunlight slanted into the pavilion and shone directly on the ugly clay pot. "It's time!" Zhou Muyu shouted, hurriedly dodged to the front of the crockpot, and then took Zhenyuan, gently loosened the sealing mud on the crockpot, and then carefully swept away the sealing mud, revealing the yellow-brown sealing paper, and then, Zhou Muyu carefully unsealed the sealing paper, allowing the scorching sunlight to shine into the can...

"Senior brother, do you think Master's actions don't look like the way you cooked tea before?" Yan Shaoyou asked Xun Lie quietly.

"Well, I don't think it's a bit similar to hear you say that. Xun Lie replied quietly.

"It's so fragrant!" Su Xiaoyu, who was next to the two, couldn't help but admire.

The two glanced at each other, couldn't help but take a deep breath, the fresh air mixed with a strange fragrance entered the noses of the two, the two of them suddenly brightened, and their mouths kept bubbling **********Master, okay, okay, okay, okay!" Song Yunfeng, who was closest to him, greedily sniffed the increasingly rich aroma and asked Zhou Muyu anxiously.

Zhou Muyu estimated the time, and then said, "It's almost over!"

"Ah~~~ It's not good yet!" Song Yunfeng was about to go crazy.

"Good things, it's worth waiting for, it's not good for you to be so impetuous!" Zhou Muyu said lightly, and then turned his head to look at the three people on the side, but saw the three of them standing quietly in place, their eyes widened, staring intently at the crockpot on the table...

Zhou Muyu shook his head for Weiwei, and then carefully picked up the crockpot on the table and shook it rhythmically...

After a while, Zhou Muyu stopped shaking, and then urged Zhenyuan violently, poured it into the jar, and the crockpot instantly cracked several thin cracks!

"Master, don't..."Seeing this, the four disciples couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Hearing the exclamations of the four people, Zhou Muyu did not stop the movements in his hands, and the real yuan that was urging was even more and more intense!

The four of them could no longer sit idly by, gritted their teeth, and quickly rushed forward, wanting to stop Zhou Muyu from destroying the crockpot.

At this moment, the crockpot exploded and turned into dust, blocking the eyes of the four people, who quietly looked at the scene in front of them, and their hearts were full of a sense of loss......