"Qingxi, you severely injured Tang Bayun today and eliminated a great harm to the cultivation world. You must celebrate when you go back later. We won't go home until we are drunk." Sure enough, the main event came soon. Old man Han Keshu said with a serious face.
"Celebrate again?" Qi Xiangdong was stunned and advised helplessly, "Grand Elder, there is still a competition tomorrow, let the masters rest early, besides, you have eaten a lot..."
As he said this, he secretly complained: Although the half snow spirit pig in the back didn't make a name for itself, you didn't eat less of the delicious dishes on the table in front. Celebrate again, can you still eat more? I have lived for half a lifetime, and I have never seen such a big eater.
"Okay, go back and have another meal." Qi Xiangdong didn't finish his words, and heard Murong Yi said happily.
Well, who said I haven't seen such a big eater? I saw it right away, and she ate more than the Grand Elder. After all,
the Grand Elder only ate one bite of the half snow spirit pig, but she ate at least half of it.
Qi Xiangdong looked at Murong Yi's face full of joy and excitement, and he could not say anything else.
"Qingxi, why don't you let Elder Qi go back first and ask the kitchen to prepare early, so that we can start the feast right after we get back? But you know the medical practitioners in the Renxin League, they don't have any decent ingredients. If you have something suitable, why don't you let Elder Qi take it back first." With Murong Yi's support, Han Keshu's heart was filled with joy, and he turned his head and said to Gu Qingxi.
"As for other ingredients, I do have some, but forget about the snow spirit pig." The abacus beads were about to fall on his face. How could Gu Qingxi not know what the old man was thinking, and he poured a basin of cold water on him.
"Just a little, just a little, even a pig leg will do." Han Keshu said almost pleadingly.
"Not even half a pig leg will do." Gu Qingxi was unsympathetic.
"But I just tasted it. Qingxi, you know that it's better not to taste this kind of rare food than to taste it. Isn't it frustrating?" Old man Han Keshu looked at Gu Qingxi pitifully and played the sympathy card.
Gu Qingxi's mouth twitched. Please, this pitiful starry-eyed expression on old man Han Keshu's face is really eye-catching. She won't be moved by it.
"You said you only wanted to taste it." Murong Yi interrupted.
Oh no, this is clearly a stab in the back, stabbing someone in the heart.
"..." Old man Han Keshu raised his hand and had the urge to slap himself in the face again: I let you talk too much and be polite, you deserve it!
"Old man Han, you can also want the Snow Spirit Pig. As long as you can help me find any three of these medicinal herbs, spiritual crystals and natural treasures, I will give you a pig's trotter." Gu Qingxi took out a piece of white paper and quickly wrote down dozens of medicinal herbs, spiritual crystals and natural treasures.
"Really!" Han Keshu was like a drowning man who saw a life-saving straw. As soon as she finished writing, he immediately snatched it away.
"What is this for, a pill recipe? It doesn't look like it." Then, Han Keshu frowned, and the joy on his face disappeared completely.
"Refine spiritual roots." Gu Qingxi answered briefly.
The materials for refining spiritual roots are too rare. It is difficult to gather them by myself. I can only ask for help from the Benevolent Alliance and Han Keshu, the Supreme Elder.
"Oh." Han Keshu responded, and there was no more. He just thought hard, frowning even more deeply.
Obviously, it is not easy for him, the Supreme Elder of the Benevolent Alliance, to find these medicinal herbs, spiritual crystals and natural treasures.
Gu Qingxi was of course aware of this, and did not urge him, but talked to Murong Yi about their respective experiences after they separated.
Murong Yi had nothing to say. Not long after returning to the Jindan Sect, he began to travel around again, fighting and eating all the way.
Gu Qingxi's experience was much more exciting. When she talked about the various encounters she had after arriving at Tiancang Continent, especially the various delicacies, Murong Yi's eyes were full of excitement, almost glowing green.
Hearing them reminiscing about the past, He Lao and the others also had their eyes full of excitement.
When Murong Yi had just woken up, they had heard a little clue from their conversation and guessed that Gu Qingxi might not be a cultivator from Tiancang Continent. Now they have finally confirmed this guess.
They thought she was a descendant of an ancient hidden family, but they didn't expect that she was from Yuanzhen Continent.
She was alone and had no background, but she was able to emerge in such a short time in a completely unfamiliar continent and do things that many people could not do in their lifetime. What kind of talent and ability must she have!
Looking at Gu Qingxi's young face, even Qi Lao was full of admiration.
How could they know that for Gu Qingxi, Tiancang Continent was by no means unfamiliar, and she was not completely without background. She herself was the biggest background.
"By the way, Fellow Daoist Murong, although our Tiancang Continent is blocked by a barrier with the Yuanzhen Continent, there is no grudge between the two. Why do you want to hide your identity?" When Gu Qingxi and Murong Yi had almost finished chatting, Elder Qi asked in confusion.
Whether in the Yuanzhen Continent or the Tiancang Continent, as long as the cultivation status has reached a certain level, they have heard of the existence of the other party. It is said that many powerful people have passed through the barrier to travel to the other continent.
However, with the death of those powerful people, the method of opening the barrier has gradually been lost, and such things have become less common.
So finally knowing the origins of Gu Qingxi and Murong Yi, Elder Qi was not too surprised, but just wondered why Murong Yi wanted to hide her identity.
"Yes, Lord Murong, although the magic of our Tiancang Continent is not in harmony with the immortal gate, it has no ill will towards the cultivators of the Yuanzhen Continent. Why do you want to hide your identity?" Long Jingyu also asked in confusion.
"Don't you think it's embarrassing and hard to talk about that you cut yourself from Yuanzhen Continent to Tiancang Continent with one sword?" Murong Yi covered her face, showing a rare look of shame.
"That's nothing to be ashamed of." Qi Lao and Long Jingyu were even more puzzled when they heard it.
"Once is not embarrassing, but twice is a bit embarrassing." Gu Qingxi helped to explain.
The last time they went to the Desolate Sea, Murong Yi cut the trench with one sword and cut them all into the abyss of the seabed. This time it was even more powerful. He directly cut himself from Yuanzhen Continent to Tiancang Continent. More importantly, this time it was for a bite of food. Qian Qian
put herself in Murong Yi's shoes and Gu Qingxi felt a little embarrassed.
"Twice?" Everyone was shocked when they heard it.
Gu Qingxi looked at Murong Yi and saw that she didn't stop him, so she told the story of the Desolate Sea again.
Although no details were given, everyone could imagine how indestructible the barrier between the desolate sea and the abyss was, and naturally how terrifying Murong Yi's sword was.
At this moment, everyone was shocked by Murong Yi.
Others may not be able to break that kind of barrier even after practicing for several lifetimes, but she was so good that she actually broke it twice, and twice she broke herself into another world. It was all because of a bite of food.
And after coming here, she was also unconscious because of the poisoning of the food, and she was rescued only by asking for help from Gu Qingxi.
This fellow Daoist Murong is really a talent, a very rare talent...
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