Chen Sui put away the wooden sword in his hand, then sighed: "Forget it, it just so happens that there is no food in the Taoist temple, let's go down the mountain to get something to eat."

Cangwu was in high spirits: "Finally, we are going down the mountain. Do you know when was the last time you went down the mountain? It has been almost half a year, half a year!——"

Chen Sui chuckled: "I have food and I won't starve to death. Going up and down the mountain is so tiring. I am just an ordinary person now. I rely on my legs to walk."

Cangwu sympathized: "That's true, you are quite pitiful."

Shen Sui: “…”

There was nothing good to carry with her, so after disguising herself as a girl from an ordinary family, Chen Sui took the bag of money that Chang Heng had asked her to spend before leaving and walked down the mountain.

The market at the foot of the mountain was very lively, with people coming and going, shouting and bargaining intertwined together. Chen Sui was not disgusted by this lively atmosphere. He chatted with Cangwu in his mind, and then walked forward with the flow of people.

"...a bowl of knife-cut noodles, please."

Shen Sui looked at the wooden sign hanging in front of the noodle stall and then spoke.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment and have some tea first." The little girl with pigtails ran over, brought a cup of tea to Chen Sui, and said in a sweet voice.

The noodle stall set up by this mother and daughter is where Shen Sui comes every time she goes down the mountain after she had eaten there the year before last. Although Shen Sui comes with a different identity each time, she likes the craftsmanship of this noodle stall very much.

Shen Sui held the teacup in both hands, gently blew away the broken tea leaves floating on the tea, and then took a sip.

Mm, it’s really delicious.

Just as Shen Sui was eagerly waiting for her bowl of knife-cut noodles, she looked up inadvertently and saw several people wearing the uniforms of Yanshen Sect disciples passing by the door of a restaurant not far away.

Chen Sui thought for only a second before happily accepting the big bowl of hot knife-cut noodles that the little girl brought her, and then started slurping the noodles without saying a word.

"You should have seen it, disciple of Yanshen Sect." Cangwu's voice sounded. He had just strolled around these two streets with satisfaction. Although he had already visited them two years ago, since Shen Sui himself rarely went down the mountain, he felt it was a very novel experience every time he went down the mountain.

Shen Sui picked up a piece of meat and chewed it carefully: "Well, he must be here for training."

"Maybe he came here because of the barrier. After all, this is the only way to go." Qingshuang said.

"So many people have come? It seems like this is going to be a big deal." Taowu clicked his tongue.

Chen Sui slurped another mouthful of noodles. "Maybe it's because those fortune tellers are becoming more and more troublesome in the human world. Hasn't someone discovered that when they tell fortunes, they will give the person a hint in their mind to kill someone?"

"I felt really sick when I heard it before," Cang Wu sighed, "I always feel that there must be some unspeakable secret in it. This conspiracy is simply...Huh? Damn, isn't that your senior brother?"

Shen Sui looked up subconsciously.

Then he saw several disciples of Yanshen Sect surrounding a figure who looked like a banished immortal. He was wearing simple white clothes and had black hair, but his appearance was very handsome. His expression was cold, and his eyes were like deep lake water, as if all living beings in front of him were like grass and trees.

As if noticing Chen Sui's gaze, Shen Xinglan slightly raised his eyelids and looked at Chen Sui, who was squatting beside the low table of the noodle stall and slurping noodles. However, when his gaze moved over, Chen Sui had already lowered her head as if nothing had happened and continued to slurp the knife-cut noodles in her bowl.

Shen Xinglan quickly lowered his eyes and listened quietly to the report from the Yanshen Sect disciple beside him.

"No," Cangwu nodded seriously, "it seems to be very successful."

Chen Sui gracefully devoured the last of the knife-cut noodles, then gulped down a few mouthfuls of the noodle soup. He burped contentedly and sighed, "How terrifying."

Cangwu: “…”

Cangwu couldn't believe his ears: "You should act a little scared."

Chen Sui said solemnly, "You don't know, when he looked over here just now, my calves couldn't help but tremble. Fortunately, this low table was covered with a tablecloth. It was so thoughtful."

"Could you please stop being such a coward?" Taowu said.

Shen Sui asked back, "Then can you let me take your turn and meet his gaze?"

Taowu: “…”

Taowu died suddenly.

Qing Shuang felt very sympathetic: "I feel that after not seeing you for these years, your senior brother's aura has become more and more terrifying. Just one glance at him is so cold and inhuman."

Chen Sui slowly left some extra change for the noodle stall: "So, if I get recognized, I might die miserably."

She was well aware of this, so she slowly stood up and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Let's just not disturb each other.

“…”

Cangwu: "Amazing, awesome."

Taowu: "Very capable."

Xiao San: "Oh, oh, oh, this is too exciting."

Xiao Si: "If you make another sound, I'll beat you to death."

Xiaowu: “…”

Xiaoliu: "What's going on, Sword Master?"

Yanxian: "I'm dying of laughter, hahaha."

Little Eight, Little Nine, Little Ten: "Chuckles... Puchi Puchi, beep, beep..."

Qing Shuang: "This is fate."

Chen Sui: "...all of you, go back to your chat groups."

Most of the sword spirits returned, but a few, such as Cangwu, were very gloating: "Sword Master, I don't think you can get rid of your senior brother."

Shen Sui looked miserable: "Stop talking, I'm thinking about whether I should just run away right now."

"But your senior brother is now a Mahayana cultivator, right? Can you really run away?" Taowu asked honestly.

Shen Sui: “Shut up, no one will think you are dumb if you don’t speak.”

"Excuse me." The voice of a female disciple of Yanshen Sect rang out.

Shen Sui immediately put on a smiling face: "What's wrong?"

"We saw that there was not much food left in your Taoist temple, so we bought some more. So can we borrow the pot?" Several female disciples of Yanshen Sect pushed and shoved, and one of them asked with a red face.

Shen Sui smiled and said, "Feel free to use it."

After these female disciples of the Yanshen Sect left, Chen Sui breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "This is really terrible."

Why did they let people in?

Time goes back to half an hour ago. Chen Sui bought a lot of things in the market and then went up the mountain.

At this moment, she didn't expect that half an hour later she would be very grateful. At this moment, because she wanted to sort out the things she bought first, she did not take off the disguise on her face, but changed into plain clothes and decided to make braised pork ribs tonight.

I feel so happy that I faint just thinking about it.

The main reason was that going up and down the mountain was too tiring, so she would only go down the mountain to buy things when she was almost broke and could not even afford to eat. And because her meals on weekdays were extremely bland, she paid great attention to what delicious food to cook in the next few days after she came back from shopping.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of her Taoist temple.