Chapter 87 After this meal, you can only eat it again in the next life
"good."
Ziying did not suspect anything and poured out the Qianyuan Zaohua Pill and swallowed it.
After taking the pill, she immediately sat down cross-legged and circulated her spiritual energy to dissolve the power of the medicine.
Ziying has a mutated ice spirit root. When she enters the state of cultivation, white cold air emanates from her body.
The temperature in the lobby dropped sharply in a very short period of time.
Yun Xiangwan felt a little cold and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
But the next second, Mo Daoxian waved his hand to create a barrier for Yun Xiangwan. The cold air was instantly blocked, and breathing became smoother.
In front of these two Nascent Soul masters, her high-level foundation-building cultivation is still not enough.
When Yun Xiangwan thought about this, she felt that the road ahead was long and arduous.
But now the children have all advanced to the foundation-building stage, and the feedback they have brought to her on her cultivation is quite impressive.
I just don't know what's wrong with Xiao Jibai. His ties with him are increasing too slowly.
"Well……"
At this moment, Ziying, who was practicing, suddenly frowned.
Mo Daoxian on the side suddenly became nervous, and clenched his hands hanging at his sides into fists.
Yun Xiangwan's attention was also drawn over.
Seeing that she looked in pain, she felt a little nervous.
"System, this Qianyuan Creation Pill shouldn't have any side effects, right?"
"Master, don't worry. It's all about destruction and then reconstruction. Of course, it's painful to break the baby, but it will be reshaped in a short time."
It is now easy for the system to comfort its master.
Yun Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief.
She stared at it, and sure enough, the painful expression on Ziying's face became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared. Then, the cold air coming out of her body became more and more severe.
“Crack…Crack…”
Ziying's body began to freeze and spread around.
Before long, even frost appeared on Mo Daoxian's hair five meters away.
Yun Xiangwan didn't feel anything because she had a protective shield on her body.
The raging ice spiritual power in Ziying's body lasted for half an hour before gradually calming down.
The almost frozen lobby gradually thawed, and soon, no trace of it remained.
And Ziying also opened her eyes at this time.
The moment she opened her eyes, she flashed in front of Yun Xiangwan, with a look of surprise and haste, which then turned into intense gratitude.
But he was so excited that he lost the ability to speak for a moment.
Yun Xiangwan understood what she meant.
"No need to thank me. In two months, just defeat those scumbags from the lower four sects, and I can rest peacefully in the Tianxuan Sect."
"Don't worry, Junior Sister. I will definitely fulfill my mission."
Ziying slowly calmed down, and after the dark blue icy mist dissipated, she was left with a look of determination.
Because she had been injured before, she made up her mind that even if she had a chance of death, she would protect the Tianxuan Sect.
Now, the plan of fighting to the death is no longer useful.
She can survive, wait for her brothers and master to come out of seclusion, wait for the disciples to grow up, and restore the sect’s former glory!
"Senior Sister, how should we deal with that disciple from the Immortal Sword Sect?"
Yun Xiangwan thought of this matter again.
"I've heard all the details from Zhenzhen. It's up to you how you handle it."
Ziying waved her hand. She was not good at dealing with this kind of thing. "By the way, Junior Sister, I asked Yucheng to prepare the sect tokens for the five of you. Did he give them to you?"
"Yes, I gave it to you more than a month ago."
At that time, Zhao Yucheng even apologized.
"Uncle Junior Master, I'm sorry. Since my Tianxuan Sect lacks disciples in this field, I made everything on the spot. So it's not very exquisite. I hope Uncle Junior Master won't dislike it."
This matter was also mentioned in the original book. One year after Zhao Yucheng entered the sect, he was reading ancient books while refining his own disciple token.
The previous person in charge of this matter was Ziying’s senior brother, who had been in seclusion for many years.
"That's good, that's good."
Speaking of this, Ziying scratched the back of her head embarrassedly.
"Junior sister, you are going back to the cave to make something delicious later, right?"
"Well, Senior Sister and Taoist Mo, please come together."
Now that we have solved our biggest worry, it's time to celebrate.
After all, being tense all the time is not beneficial to one's cultivation and can easily lead to obsession.
…
"Wow, it smells so good!"
When Yun Xiangwan sprinkled all kinds of seasonings on the skewers, the aroma of the beast meat was immediately aroused, and the whole yard was filled with fragrance.
Ziying, who had never smelled such tempting grilled skewers before, was immediately tempted and quickly ran to the simple grill.
Her eyes were frighteningly bright. How could she still look so mysterious as when we first met?
"Master, my mother is very good at grilling. No, I should say that any food will become very delicious after being cooked by her."
Xiao Yuwei now has someone to share this with.
She wants to show off to her master that she is the best mother in the world!
"Uh-huh!"
Ziying nodded hurriedly, she agreed deeply. She could tell from the syrup that her junior sister was a chef saint!
She had never tasted such delicious sugar water.
That's why I followed here shamelessly.
Sure enough, her decision was correct.
Just looking at the shiny and browned barbecue and smelling the aroma, her mouth was watering.
"Senior sister, here you go."
Yun Xiangwan handed the freshly grilled meat to Ziying.
There was so much humming beast meat in her space that she opened up a separate space for it to lock in the freshness.
It's been in there for several months, and it's still the same as when it was first killed.
It just so happens that there are a lot of people now, so we can solve some of the inventory problems.
"Thank you, Junior Sister."
Ziying was so happy that she turned around and gave each of the children a string. For the remaining two strings, she found Mo Daoxian, who was leaning against a pillar and pretending to be deep.
"Do you want to eat?"
"eat."
Mo Daoxian didn't hesitate to take the skewer of barbecue and put it in his mouth, but was pricked in the mouth by the bamboo stick.
Because it was too embarrassing, he didn't dare to say anything.
"snort."
Ziying snorted. "Idiot."
"Who hasn't had a first time? It will be fine after you eat more."
Mo Daoxian opened his mouth and was about to eat, but as soon as he bit off a piece of meat, he seemed to think of something and froze in place.
Damn it, he really brings up things that are not relevant to the topic.
Will Ziying be angry again?
"You swore an oath today and became my junior sister's slave. But you are the third elder of Guiyuan Sect. What are you going to do?"
Ziying seemed not to have heard what he said before, and changed the subject.
Hearing this, Mo Daoxian smiled freely.
"Go back and tell the patriarch to give up the throne and let someone more capable do the job."
"Relinquish the throne and let the wise take over."
Ziying chewed on these four words again and again, then a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"As you wish."
After saying that, he turned and walked away.
“Ziying…”
Mo Daoxian wanted to say something, but she left too quickly and there were too many people around her, so she finally kept her words to herself.
Forget it, after he resigns from the position of the Third Elder of Guiyuan Sect, he will be completely free. Then, he will have plenty of time to stay in Tianxuan Sect.
Whatever you want to say, it's enough.
Although his hands were busy, it did not stop Yun Xiangwan from enjoying the melon.
What kind of sadomasochistic love are these two having?
Damn, the original book only showed that there was something fishy going on between them, but never disclosed their entanglement in detail.
And for some reason, Yun Xiangwan's memory of the original book's plot has become increasingly vague recently.
Many times, she couldn't tell whether she was Yun Xiangwan from Lan Xing or the vicious stepmother Yun Xiangwan in the book.
Or maybe, neither.
"Mom, let me bake it. You take a rest."
After Xiao Yanqing finished eating a skewer of barbecue, he took the initiative to ask to take over Yun Xiangwan's position as barbecue master.
"Okay, I'll go make some iced drinks then."
When eating barbecue, you must have some ice-cold happy water and beer, right?
"Master, I have updated the store's items for you. We have the fat otaku happy water and beer you requested."
The system seemed to be infected by the atmosphere in the yard; the mechanical sounds no longer sounded as stiff and cold as before.
"You are such a good system. You are the best system in the world!"
The clouds cheered in the evening.
She found that the system met all her needs except on matters of principle.
"The master is also the best master in the world."
The system responded very sincerely.
Yun Xiangwan brought in a large table from inside the house, and with a wave of his hand, a pile of beer and fat-house happy water immediately appeared on the table.
They are all packaged in white transparent glass bottles without any labels.
The systems were all handled very cleanly.
This made Yun Xiangwan silently give it a "good system" card in her heart.
"Junior sister, what is this?"
Ziying came over with a curious look on her face, eager to try.
"Sugar water, but a different flavor than what you drank before."
Yun Xiangwan told these little lies without blushing or getting nervous. "Senior sister, use your spiritual power to freeze it. It will taste better. But be careful not to freeze the bottle."
"Don't worry, after all, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, I have a good control over my spiritual power."
Ziying said as she transformed into a human intelligent refrigerator.
That’s right. If you can’t even do this, it’s impossible for you to become a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Yun Xiangwan confidently handed the job to Ziying, and then waved to Mo Daoxian who was not far away.
"Elder Mo, are you embarrassed to be idle alone? I don't want your life either. Come over and help with the barbecue. My children are too busy to handle it."
“Here I come.”
Mo Daoxian touched his nose awkwardly.
When he first went to Baiyu City, he mocked Yun Xiangwan in public. But in just over a month, their positions were completely reversed.
But he doesn't regret it.
So, he began to learn how to cut bamboo sticks and skewer meat with Xiao Yanling.
Later I found it really interesting and started to barbecue again.
In short, the atmosphere was quite lively and laughter was heard everywhere.
At this moment, Yun Xiangwan felt a prying gaze. It was Du Min.
Seeing this, Yun Xiangwan also waved at him.
"Come here, let's eat together."
Ziying had long been aware of Du Min's presence, but she thought he was just a coward hiding in his room. And after handing the matter over to Yun Xiangwan, she didn't plan to meddle in other people's business.
But asking him to come along for the barbecue?
"What are you still hesitating about? After you finish this meal, you can only eat it again in your next life."
Yun Xiangwan spoke lightly, her tone sounding like she was inviting an old friend, but her words made Du Min feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.
As expected, there is nothing good to say as soon as that woman opens her mouth. It is really the last meal for her to be executed.
He guessed it from the moment Elder Ziying of Tianxuan Sect appeared.
He couldn't help but sigh, then strode forward.
If you don't eat, you will die. If you eat, you will die too. I'd rather die full than full.
Seeing this, Ziying felt relieved.
She said that her junior sister was not the kind of pure and innocent little white flower, so how could she be so nice to the enemy?
As for the last meal before execution, this is a little bit of a privilege.
"Come, eat."
Thinking of this, Ziying pushed the large plate of barbecue towards Du Min.
Du Min had already been attracted by the aroma, and now he was drooling. He gritted his teeth and thanked Ziying and Yun Xiangwan, then grabbed a handful of barbecue and turned his back to eat.
When he first took a bite, he was still able to maintain the demeanor of a disciple of the Xianjian Sect, but when the crispy and tender meat activated his taste buds, he no longer cared about his image and gobbled it up bite after bite, string after string, with great pleasure.
"Junior Sister, do you still have any humming beast meat? If not, I can go to the other side of the mountain and hunt a few."
If the thieves from Xianjian Sect can enjoy this delicious barbecue, then why can't her disciples from Tianxuan Sect?
Yun Xiangwan guessed Ziying's intentions at once.
"Yes, call them all over."
Anyway, there are not many people together.
Just treat it as the last team-building before the sect competition.
"You are so kind, little sister."
Since her old illness was cured, Ziying has become visibly more lively.
Her personality is not like that of a cultivator with mutated ice spiritual roots at all. Instead, it is more similar to that of a cultivator with a single fire spiritual root.
Yun Xiangwan also laughed.
After a while, Zhao Yucheng came with a group of disciples.
In addition to Ziying's four direct disciples, there are also some ordinary disciples.
Yun Xiangwan discovered when he entered the sect that their qualifications were extremely poor and they were born weak, and they simply could not meet the standards for being accepted as disciples by the top three sects.
"Those are the children I brought back when I was traveling. Although they all have mixed spiritual roots, they have good personalities and usually help deal with the miscellaneous matters within the sect."
Ziying took the initiative to explain to Yun Xiangwan.
Yun Xiangwan nodded.
The fact that he was brought back by Ziying and stayed in Tianxuan Sect for so many years is enough to prove his character.
"Since you are here, don't be shy. Let's eat and drink well."
Yun Xiangwan raised his arms and called out.
"Long live Master! Long live Junior Uncle-Master!"
"Long live the Master, and long live the Junior Uncle Master!"
After the disciples finished shouting, they swarmed to the table and began to feast on the food.
Zhao Yucheng walked to Xiao Yanqing.
"Brother, do you need my help?"
Xiao Yanqing has just learned how to grill meat using his mind and is still in the novelty stage.
"Big Brother, that's not necessary. Just put the roasted meat on the table."
But Xiao Yanqing alone could not feed so many mouths, so An Lan, who had the fire spirit root, stood up.
She is a mobile human grill.
Although the taste was a bit unsatisfactory at first, it gradually got better.
When the number of skewers accumulated reached a certain level, Yun Xiangwan called everyone over and asked them to sit around the table.
The grilled skewers, ice beer and ice cola immediately conquered everyone's stomach.
Although Du Min did not sit at the table, he also witnessed this joyful feast.
In the Xianjian Sect, status, position and cultivation are the most important things.
It turns out that disciples of different levels, and even sect elders, can sit together to eat and drink.
Those smiling faces and the relaxed and joyful atmosphere made Du Min unable to help but yearn for it.
How great it would be if he was also a disciple of Tianxuan Sect?
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