Chapter 660: Past Events
late at night.
Xuan Jichuan ran wildly in the white fog.
In the fog, it seemed as if some terrifying existence was chasing him.
He could clearly distinguish between dreams and reality, but he could not escape the nightmare.
At this moment, Lu Chaochao was squatting in the yard, holding a large stove in his hands.
The stove is covered with intricate Sanskrit characters, which looks like it has a long history.
Lu Chaochao crossed her legs and directed Xie Yuzhou to put the killed chicken into the stove.
"Add some more mushrooms..." Lu Chaochao was afraid of getting his hands dirty, so he instructed Xie Yuzhou to do it.
"The rice cooked in this stove is especially delicious, with a special aroma."
Lu Chaochao asked Mai Feng to light a fire and build a small bonfire in the middle of the yard.
"I've been eating dry food every day and I've become thinner due to hunger..." Lu Chaochao touched his chubby belly with a resentful look on his face.
Xie Yuzhou glanced at her belly and said nothing.
After a while, the iron stove was placed on the fire, and the air was soon filled with the rich aroma of meat.
Xie Yuzhou's eyes were bright and dazzling: "It really has a strange fragrance. Where did you buy this pot? The meat is really fragrant when it is cooked..."
Lu Chaochao carefully stirred the pot with a spoon.
"You want it? This stove is for you."
Xie Yuzhou was so happy that his face was beaming with joy: "Thank you, thank you Chaochao!! I will share the stewed meat with you in the future..."
Half an hour later, several people were drinking from their small bowls with satisfied looks on their faces.
Lu Chaochao found some spiritual grains and rice, so the people were able to temporarily survive the crisis, and she also had the energy to think about eating and drinking.
There have been constant natural disasters in recent times, and refugees have been displaced, so Lu Chaochao has no appetite for food or drink.
"Well, try to stay away from other people when you use this stove." Lu Chaochao wiped his mouth after finishing his meal and gave a casual instruction.
Xie Yuzhou ate without even raising his head.
"Why?"
"This is Taishang Laojun's Eight Trigrams Alchemy Furnace. If he sees it, it might be inappropriate." The little girl yawned, staggered back to her room to rest.
The sound of Xie Yuzhou slurping the soup paused for a moment.
He raised his head from the bowl with difficulty: "You...you want to kill me!!"
After saying that, he kicked the Bagua stove away.
"Don't give it to me, don't give it to me. Shi Kong is still in the sack up there."
Mai Feng laughed so hard that he fell down. He cleaned the Bagua stove before returning it to Lu Chaochao.
Awu is now six months pregnant. Her belly has bulged and there is a maternal glow on her face, looking extremely gentle.
She stroked her belly gently, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Divide the spiritual grain into four parts, count them out tomorrow, and each country should plant them as soon as possible."
"The South Country has sufficient grain reserves and does not need disaster relief for the time being. Let's leave the sacred rice to the people of Beizhao and Dongling." As for Xiyue, there is the Saint Maiden there, so the situation is still under control.
Only after Zhuifeng had arranged everything did the inn become quiet.
Lu Chaochao was lying on the bed, and with sleepy eyes, she seemed to have returned to the life in Wuwang Mountain.
"Master, Master... can you teach me the third move?" Lu Chaochao opened his eyes and saw Zong Bai looking at him respectfully. Although the boy was young, he was quite steady and had always been a role model for his fellow junior fellow students.
"Okay." Lu Chaochao, who was wearing a green long dress, responded lightly.
He casually broke off a green bamboo from the yard, and his figure was as graceful as a startled swan and as elegant as a swimming dragon, flying around in the yard. The green bamboo in his hand seemed like a sharp weapon, and there were bursts of sounds of breaking through the air.
"Have you remembered it?" She smiled brightly, and Zong Bai nodded heavily immediately.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master." Zong Bai was completely focused when practicing swordplay.
"On the path of cultivation, one must be focused and not have any distracting thoughts. Otherwise, the path to immortality is long and one will get lost halfway."
"Be careful not to be like Xuanyu... who was trapped on the Stone of Conscience." Lu Chaochao sighed.
"When I asked him what his inner demon was, he refused to reveal even a single detail. I didn't know how to help him..."
The Sword Sect would examine their consciences every ten years, but she had never thought that the Black Jade Heart-Searching Stone would shatter and give rise to inner demons.
Zong Bai also paused: "Junior Brother Xuanyu was already an adult when he went up the mountain. What he wants... may be different from ours."
He always felt that Junior Brother Xuanyu was different.
The way he looked at his master was different.
Lu Chaochao sat in the rocking chair and rocked.
"Where is Junior Brother Xuanyu from?" Zong Bai asked.
"When I was traveling, I encountered the God Realm exterminating the Demon Realm. At that time, the village where the Demon Realm and the Spirit Realm met was destroyed, and he was the only survivor."
"The demon world was defeated and reconquered by the gods, so they had no time to worry about mortals. So I brought him back to the mountain and will send him down the mountain once he recovers."
"He had no relatives in the mountains, and seeing that he was willing to practice cultivation, even though he entered late, he was diligent and had the potential for enlightenment, so I accepted him into the sect."
Zong Bai wondered, "Could it be that his inner demon is revenge?"
Lu Chaozhao shook his head, frowning.
“If he still can’t pass this test when examined again tomorrow, he will probably be expelled from the mountain.” Zong Bai showed a hint of anxiety.
Lu Chaochao stood up: "I'll go take a look."
Xuanyu is a solitary person, and his cave is located in a secluded place.
When Lu Chaochao came over, he was sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, seemingly in a daze.
When the restriction was opened, he sensed Lu Chaochao's breath.
"Chao Chao..." His calm eyes seemed to come alive in an instant, with a smile flowing in his eyes.
"Call me Master. When the Sect Master hears it, he will scold you again." Lu Chaochao had a stern face and looked serious.
In front of her disciples, she always liked to pretend to be majestic.
For example, when the disciples first went up the mountain, they were more concerned about food and drink, so she set an example herself.
I took my disciples to eat the fasting pills for a month.
Finally, the disciple succeeded in fasting.
She was so greedy that she had nightmares every night. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and hid in the cave to roast a chicken. While eating, she burst into tears and muttered that raising a child was really difficult.
She is a lazy person who doesn't even want to be the head of the sect. Now, in order to raise her children, she has to deliberately create an appearance of being strict with herself.
Difficult...really difficult.
"You hang around in front of me all day, and I don't even know when you developed the inner demon."
"But is it about the extermination of the family?"
"Back then, the demon world destroyed the entire village, and the divine world has already reconquered the demon world. The demon lord was killed on the spot, which can be regarded as revenge for your family."
“Why dwell on the past?”
"How about I take you back to my hometown?" Lu Chaochao looked at him.
Xuan Yu looked at her with burning eyes, and after a long silence, he whispered, "Okay."
"You have been on the mountain for more than ten years, and it took you more effort than others to get in. Xuanyu, you must cherish it." Xuanyu can be said to be the last disciple to enter the entire Sword Sect.
I don't know what happened to his body.
Zong Bai is quite talented, and spiritual energy entered his body in three days.
The rest of the disciples came earlier or later, some in seven days, some in a month.
The outer disciples of the Sword Sect who have no talent can draw spiritual energy into their bodies in three months at most.
But Xuan Yu was different, his body seemed to be resisting the spiritual energy. For a whole six months, he had not succeeded in drawing in the Qi.
He started swinging his sword before daybreak and got up earlier than all the disciples of the Sword Sect.
It was dark when we went down the mountain.
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