Xiaochongshan Secret Realm is located in Liuming Mountain. When the floating fairy boat of Xuanxu Sword Sect arrived at the mountain gate, it was noon.

Liuming Mountain is a major sect of immortals. Unlike Xuanxu Sect, which focuses on swordsmanship, and Fanyin Temple, which devotes itself to Buddhism, Liuming Mountain integrates many immortal sects, similar to a comprehensive university.

Fairy clouds linger in the mountain and lakes are everywhere. The sunlight falls into the lake, rippling out crystal clear little glimmers, as if the sun was broken and fell into the mortal world, and the empty mountain is bright.

Fairy cranes fly leisurely among the mountains and forests, and the jade buildings stand on the peaks. The sparkling water waves shade the white walls and glazed tiles, like a fairyland on earth.

"This place is too big!"

He Zhizhou jumped off the immortal boat and, to express his excitement, he directly came up with a series of 21st century straight man trifecta: "Awesome! Invincible! Six six six!" After

being called to Qingxiao Palace by the elders, this guy took great pains to explain that he just sensed the demonic energy on Pei Ji and tried to investigate his identity; and the so-called "black and thick thing" was just a small demon-breaking knife.

Ji Yunkai would be silent after hearing this, and Shi Jingyi would cry after hearing this.

It is said that the elders were silent for a long time, and finally Tianxianzi coughed as if nothing had happened: "Yes, yes! We called you here just to talk about this matter - we can't discriminate against the blood of the demon clan! Pei Ji didn't do anything wrong, and who can do anything with such an old man? Zhizhou, you have to understand our painstaking efforts!"

So the matter was exposed. When He Zhizhou complained to Ningning, he commented that the group of people should not eat, and eating detergent powder was enough.

"The Xuanxu Sword Sect is here!"

The middle-aged man standing in front of the mountain gate smiled brightly, stepped forward, and followed by several disciples with good cultivation and blue clothes and tied hair: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, sorry for not welcoming you from afar!"

The person who came was He Xiaochen, the head of Liuming Mountain.

As soon as he finished speaking, a calm but excited male voice rang in his ears: "Master, when are you free to duel with me?"

He Xiaochen did not refuse, and immediately looked at Zhenxiao who had challenged him, with a gleam in his dark eyes: "Right now! Let's go, I'll take you to a good place!"

"Master."

A disciple behind him said: "Now is the time to welcome the major sects. If you leave..."

He Xiaochen waved his hand: "Just say that I've gone crazy from welcoming guests, and I'm almost dead, and I'm recuperating in my room."

After saying that, he turned his head and said to Zhenxiao: "Let's go!"

The two sword shadows turned into light and left.

Looking at Master He's gentle and elegant appearance as a scholar, I didn't expect that he was also a battle maniac like Zhenxiao.

"Please don't mind it."

The blue-clothed disciple who had spoken earlier smiled politely but awkwardly, and raised his hand to make way for a wide and magnificent mountain road: "I am Xie Junming from Liuming Mountain. The secret realm will be opened tomorrow. Today, the sect has prepared a banquet for you. Please follow me here."

Xuanxu Sword sent fifteen disciples, and Ningning knew Lin Xun, Pei Ji, He Zhizhou and Qin Shu.

The banquet was set up on the top of Xuanji Peak. In the steaming clouds, there were so many delicacies that it felt like a feast for the immortals in the nine heavens.

Ningning and Lin Xun, the two unlucky children, were used to eating dirt, and they hadn't seen so many delicious foods for a long time. Especially since Ningning had traveled from another world, she found every kind of food very novel and ate it without thinking too much.

Xie Junming was slightly startled.

Although the banquet before the secret realm was called "rest and recuperation", for the disciples of the major sects, the biggest purpose was to gather intelligence and consider the strength of their opponents.

How could they really just throw their minds on food?

Ningning ate with a smile on her face: "It's soft and cool, delicate and smooth. When I took a bite, the cool sweetness seemed to turn into water and flowed into my stomach. White jade cake is the best in the world!"

Lin Xun's eyes turned red: "This fish soup is fresh and delicious. It should be made of high-quality dew to remove the fishy smell. It tastes rich and fragrant at first glance, which is incomparable."

Xie Junming:...

How come you are doing food reviews! And there are people who are so moved that their eyes turn red after drinking a sip of fish soup. Are you serious, fellow Taoist!

"Young. Don't you know that this banquet is not for eating?"

Finally, someone who understands came.

Xie Junming looked at the man who was speaking, and saw He Zhizhou in a white shirt, with handsome features, and he was unrestrained and carefree in his every move. He was undoubtedly a graceful young man.

Since he arrived at Xuanji Peak, he had been looking at all the sect disciples present with a serious expression. He must have been thinking carefully and secretly preparing a plan in his heart, just waiting for the secret realm to open and surprise everyone.

He Zhizhou paused for a moment after he finished speaking, then he stared and spoke faster: "There are so many handsome men and beautiful women here, my God! Why don't you feast your eyes!"

Xie Junming: ...

Good, really good, you are worthy of your Xuanxu Sect.

Lin Xun was extremely shy, and didn't even dare to look at others in public; only Ningning raised her head honestly and nodded frantically: "Really! There are so many beautiful sisters!"

She picked up another dessert, her eyes seemed to be shining: "The sister in the blue skirt over there is so pretty, it would be great if I could talk to her."

Xie Junming looked over in the direction of her line of sight.

In the corner of the banquet sat a girl in a water blue dress, with rosy eyes, red lips, and skin as white as cream. At this time, she was surrounded by a layer of light sunlight, and became even whiter and almost transparent.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as paintings and smoke. When she sat alone, it seemed that even the wind around her slowed down its pace, and it was incredibly quiet.

"That's Junior Sister Yun Duanyue from Liuming Mountain. It's probably difficult to talk to her."

Xie Junming said honestly, "It's not that she's arrogant and hard to approach, it's just that Junior Sister Yun is afraid of people by nature. She won't speak except when facing her close friends and relatives."

Isn't her social anxiety more serious than Lin Xun's?

Ning Ning nodded and thanked him, and moved her eyes to the other side.

Among the people coming and going, there was another person who was also eye-catching.

Unlike the solitary Yun Duanyue, this person was surrounded by many disciples of the sect, and seemed to have a good relationship with people.

He was a young monk, born very handsome.

The little monk was wearing a white robe and had a tall stature. His peach blossom eyes were always smiling, and under his high nose bridge, the corners of his light pink lips were curved upwards.

He was handsome, with a bright red mark on his forehead, but when he smiled, he looked like the unreachable snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain, with extraordinary bearing.

"That's Mingkong from Fanyin Temple."

Xie Junming followed her gaze and explained patiently, "Young genius, compassionate."

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear young voice rang out beside him, with a lazy smile, like a cat's paw gently touching the eardrum: "Who here is not a young genius?"

The voice was very pleasant, Ningning wrapped the cake in her mouth, and her round black eyes rolled.

Then she heard He Zhizhou beside her exclaim "Wow".

The person who came was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, and his beauty was not inferior to Mingkong at all -

in terms of "seductiveness", he was even better.

The young man's red clothes were as fiery as fire, which was particularly prominent among the uniforms of the major sects, which were mainly black, white and blue.

His long black hair was scattered behind him, making his face look as white as jade and his thin lips as red as a startling color. His narrow eyes were full of smiles. He seemed careless, but with just a slight raise of the corners of his eyes, he had a thousand

kinds of romantic and gorgeous colors. Not to mention that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if a thousand kinds of ambiguity were rubbed into him, and his charm was natural.

Xie Junming snorted coldly: "The charming cultivator of Neon Island."

Many of the disciples of these major sects did not look down on this kind of inferior cultivation technique.

The more beautiful the appearance of a charming cultivator, the higher his talent. This young man entered the Jindan stage at a young age, and you can imagine how outstanding he looks.

He ignored Xie Junming's attitude and smiled at Ningning: "Miss, you must be a disciple of Xuanxu Sword Sect. I am Rongci from Neon Island."

"My name is Ningning."

Ningning swallowed the cake and smiled: "This is the first time I see Meixiu. Are you practicing on the island? How is the scenery of Neon Island? You are so beautiful, you must be very strong."

This time it was Rongci's turn to be slightly stunned.

When the disciples of the sect met them, they either treated them coldly or blushed and were at a loss. This was the first time she saw someone complimenting him openly after greeting him like this.

A little silly.

"How is the scenery of Neon Island..."

Meixiu was straightforward. Once she saw her prey, she would take the initiative to attack without hesitation. He smiled more deeply and took a step closer to the girl beside him: "Come with me and take a look, then you will know. Miss Ningning is extremely beautiful. If she can be with me--"

Ningning listened to him very seriously. "

With what?

" "Senior Sister."

But he was interrupted halfway through his words.

Pei Ji appeared not far away at some point and frowned slightly.

The male protagonist is worthy of being the male protagonist. Even compared with the stunning Rongci, he is not inferior at all.

Pei Ji originally had an extremely handsome appearance. The black clothes made the young man stand tall like a green bamboo in the wind, and he also looked like a long sword that was suddenly unsheathed, with an unstoppable sharpness.

The indifferent anger was crushed in the corner of his eyes, condensing into a deep red teardrop mole at the end of his eye. At this time, he looked at the red-dressed beauty with a smile, revealing a bit of danger.

He seemed to raise his eyebrows, with a provocative meaning. Although he was talking to Ning Ning, his eyes fell on Rong Ci's face: "Master will take us to the guest room where we will rest tonight. If you don't come, you will miss it."

Rong Ci narrowed his eyes and smiled, responding to his gaze without saying a word.

"Oh! I'll

be there right away!" Ning Ning said, then looked at Rong Ci. The moment she turned her head to look at her, the latter put on his previous harmless smile, and heard her softly say: "Then I'll go first! Let's continue chatting next time."

She paused: "But the next time we meet, it should be in the secret realm."

"Yes." The red-clothed beauty said in a light tone, with a hint of expectation, "By then, we will be competitors."

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Liuming Mountain is worthy of being a major sect of immortals. Even the guest rooms are built in an exceptionally exquisite and gorgeous manner, and each room is equipped with an alchemy furnace.

As soon as Ning Ning saw the alchemy furnace, she thought of a not-so-good memory, and couldn't help but feel pain in her heart -

but the successor of New China would not be defeated by such a small setback! You have to get up from where you fell. She just doesn't believe that she can't fix a furnace.

"What? Use the alchemy furnace to cook?"

He Zhizhou was stunned for a moment, and soon grinned with astonishment: "Of course! This alchemy furnace is actually equivalent to a cultivation version of a microwave oven. Not only can it control the temperature by itself, but the things it makes also have spiritual energy. If it is used to cook, maybe it can really make something amazing and unconventional."

There is actually no technical or theoretical barrier to cooking with an alchemy furnace.

However, in the perspective of cultivators, furnaces have always been used to refine precious elixirs. If they are used to cook ingredients, it would be a waste of resources.

But Ningning doesn't think so at all.

In her previous world, she often made small desserts by herself. After coming here, not only did she rarely have the opportunity to go to the kitchen, but things like making fire and washing pots were also very troublesome. If she could turn the alchemy stove into a portable small oven and put it in a storage bag -

then she could smoothly have a cultivation version of mung bean cake, osmanthus cake, egg yolk crisps and even sushi!

The two of them did what they said. Due to the current shortage of ingredients, there were only syrup starch and cooking oil in Ningning's storage bag and apples, bananas and pears on the table in the guest room. After some discussion, they decided to set today's goal as candied bananas.

Qin Shu, who shared a room with Ningning, held a sword and watched them busying around: "What is candied banana?"

"A delicacy on earth! Junior sister, you are in for a treat tonight!"

He Zhizhou raised his thumb: "After the syrup solidifies, it is wrapped around the cut bananas. Take a bite while it is hot. The sugar cubes are hot and crispy, and the bananas inside are soft and tender, emitting a sweet heat from the inside out - absolutely!"

Qin Shu said "Oh": "Why did Brother Lin Xun see My face turned pale and I ran directly into the room? "

Ning Ning replied: "My junior brother is shy and is most afraid of being with strangers. I have bought him a dummy and let him practice conversation in the room to see if he can improve a little."

The first banana coated with oil and starch was put into the stove. Ning Ning coughed lightly due to the smoke and almost lost her grip on the chopsticks in her hand.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed a black shadow flashing in front of her eyes, blocking all the smoke behind her.

It turned out that Pei Ji raised his left hand and used his sleeve to cover her from the thick white smoke. His other hand took the chopsticks in her hand without any explanation: "I'll do it."

The two hands only touched each other for a short moment. Instantly.

Pei Ji's palm was as cold as black iron, but the back of her hand was very soft and warm. The first touch made Ning Ning blink her eyes hastily.

By the way, he was born with a cold body and his health was not very good.

Pei Ji was smart and knew the process of making caramelized bananas just by looking at it. His slender fingers moved around and twisted them skillfully. In less than a moment, the whole bananas that had been cut into pieces were put into the alchemy furnace.

Unlike Ning Ning, He Zhizhou would only do evil things when the system issued tasks. He usually got along with Pei Ji on a friendly basis.

As a student of acting who once dreamed of winning an Oscar, he maintained his vicious persona with professionalism and snorted coldly: "I can't believe that you are not good at swordsmanship, but your craftsmanship is pretty good."

Of course .

Ning Ning thought, Pei Ji's mother never cared about him. If he hadn't learned to cook for himself, he would have starved to death.

All the bananas were put into the oven. Now he was faced with a very important problem.

Ning Ning scratched his head and said seriously: "So... how long should we wait before the food comes out of the pot?"

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"... spying on the enemy?"

In the evening, in the guest room of Luminous Mountain.

A girl in plain clothes sat at the wooden table. Although she was talking to the person next to her, His eyes dropped straight down, his concentration focused on the "Nine Styles of Taiqing Sword" in his hand.

It was the disciple of the Wanjian Sect, Su Qinghan.

"Yes! The secret realm will be opened tomorrow. Since we are free anyway, we might as well go and see what kind of people the disciples of other sects are like."

The young man on the side said, "Senior Sister , this Xiaochongshan secret realm has only been opened for many years, and many Jindan stage cultivators use it as a place for trial and competition. As the saying goes, knowing yourself and the enemy will ensure victory in a hundred battles. Why don’t we——”

“Xu Ye, as a sword cultivator, how can you

"No matter who it is, as long as they are under our swords, it makes no difference." The

implication is that when mowing the grass, every The grass is all the same.

This young lady is really crazy.

The young man called "Xu Ye" was so disappointed that he had to say goodbye and leave the room. But Su Qinghan refused without hesitation, but that didn't mean he would give up halfway. Senior

sister always said that he had too many tricks and didn't look like a swordsman. But Xu Ye thought that it was not called tricks, but strategy and tactics.

Senior sister has taken care of me for so long, I must let her look at my preparations for the battle with a new eye tomorrow.

The Xiaochongshan Secret Realm is about to open, and many disciples of the sect are concentrating on studying the rules of the secret realm.

Some have spent a lot of money to buy the intelligence in the secret realm, and now they are also Working overtime to improve my recitation, it felt like the final exam was coming, and a storm was about to come.

Xu Ye looked around and finally came to the guest room of Xuanxu Sword Sect.

The first few houses were normal, with the disciples either practicing swordplay, reading, or just killing time. When it was the turn of a certain house, the young man suddenly widened his eyes in shock.

He saw that the window of the room was slightly open, and through a small In the gap, he saw the silhouette of a man.

The man had a pair of dragon horns, and his eyebrows were elegant and gentle. He was whispering to someone in front of him, his tone was full of shyness: "Girl, my name is Lin Xun, I am from the Xuanxu Sword Sect. "I wonder what your name is?"

No one answered him.

But he seemed to have received an answer, lowered his head and smiled with a red face: "Really? It sounds really nice. What are you doing here, girl?"

Then There was a long silence.

But the dragon named Lin Xun actually acted as if he was listening carefully, nodding his head from time to time to show his agreement.

Xu Ye was puzzled and changed direction, just in time to see the face of the person opposite him. He, he, he, he - he was not talking to a person, but a scarecrow with simple human features painted on it! This is too scary! Why would someone talk to a scarecrow and still speak so fluently

? There is a give and take! Is this fellow Taoist not in a good mental state? Is it really okay to go to the secret realm like this? However, this is not over yet. Lin Xun in the room frowned: "No... This won't work." Xu Ye You wouldn't know that this scarecrow was just a tool Ning Ning specially prepared for her junior apprentice to practice conversation. Little did he know that at this time, Lin Xun just felt that talking to the air was too unreal and could not play a role in training. In order to be more effective, he decided to imitate the other party's movements. The only thing he knew was that the mentally ill dragon He uttered the nightmare-like lines again: "Miss, my name is Lin Xun, and I am a disciple of the Xuanxu Sword Sect. May I know your name?" Then Xu Ye saw him pause with his own eyes. She turned around. Then she smiled coquettishly and said softly, "My name is Xiaohua. I wonder what your purpose is in coming here, sir?" The scene was so weird that it was beyond imagination. Xu Ye rolled his eyes and almost vomited. He heard cold laughter coming from the room. Lin Xun's face was distorted, and before he could change his expression, he laughed with a crooked nose and a slanted mouth: "I came here to exorcise demons." Xu Ye : Damn. Xu Ye: Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn!!! This person's condition is getting worse. It's getting heavier! It's already talking to itself! Big brother, please be normal, he's just a child, he's really scared! What is he doing! What are you doing! There is no evil spirit in the house, the only thing is... The explanation was that this person had a problem with his brain. Xu Ye was so frightened that he fled in panic and hurried to another room. After experiencing the thrilling scene just now, he now felt friendly everywhere and felt that everywhere was like home . The windows of his house were wide open, so he could easily see what was going on inside. Xu Ye couldn't wait to see some normal images to refresh his eyes, so he raised his eyes without hesitation - and then his expression became completely stiff.

There were four people in the room, two men and two women.

A strange smell he had never smelled before came out of the room. One of the young men in white took chopsticks and picked up an unknown object from the alchemy furnace.

- No, Xu Ye could still roughly guess its name.

It was cylindrical, dark brown, and exuded a strange smell.

How could someone put this thing into the alchemy furnace?

His young mind was deeply shocked.

Ning Ning shook her head repeatedly in amazement: "It really amazed time and turned all living things upside down. With this appearance, it deserves to be the number one delicacy in the world of cultivation."

He Zhizhou suppressed the feeling of disgust and nausea: "This doesn't look like food, it looks like the thing you get after digesting something - have you seen "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button"? You have never been young, you were born an old man, just like it."

Qin Shu took a step back without changing her expression, and blurted out in panic: "Amitabha."

Even as strong as she was, she couldn't withstand such a visual shock.

Pei Ji: "..."

"Maybe it's been refined for too long, the color is a little dark."

Ning Ning patted He Zhizhou on the shoulder: "The taste must be fine. We are the first people in the entire cultivation world to do it, it is normal to have some mistakes."

Then you are indeed the first people to do this.

Xu Ye trembled, really wanted to ask, brother and sister, what are you trying to do?

"I don't understand the meaning of you going to so much trouble."

Qin Shu said: "Is there any difference between this and eating it directly? Now it's like this, it makes people have no appetite at all."

Shit.

Do you have an appetite if you eat it directly?

You Xuanxu Sword Sect are really invincible.

After that, the young boy saw a scene that was enough to be engraved in his mind for a lifetime.

The white-clothed swordsman from the Xuanxu Sword Sect picked up the columnar object and ate it in one gulp with a knotted face.

Xu Ye saw with his own eyes that his expression gradually softened from disgust and rejection at the beginning, gradually revealing a faint smile, and finally becoming an incomparable enjoyment.

Yes, he was actually enjoying it.

"Originally, I thought no one would eat this thing."

He Zhizhou slowly raised a thumb: "Although it looks ugly, it has a beautiful soul!"

This is no longer a question of ugliness, okay! It has problems in its essence, it has problems!

Who could have thought of it.

As one of the largest sword sects, the disciples of Xuanxu Sword Sect either talk to themselves in a very scary way, and laugh strangely from time to time; or they are like a group of demons, gathering in a room to refine the elixir furnace.

Xu Ye is about to cry.

His heart is hit by a double blow, and he really can't bear it alone.

The communication symbol in his arms flickered, and he saw a message from a senior brother: [What is the result of the investigation? Xuanxu Sword Sect is our mortal enemy, I wonder how they are doing?]

Xu ​​Ye was so scared that tears came out of his eyes. He took out a pen from his storage bag with his shaking right hand and wrote a few crooked words.

The last three exclamations, each of which contained his endless blood and tears.

[It's so scary, don't get close!!!]