Chapter 10 Senior, are you so demanding on kitchen knives?

Picking up the beans picked and washed by Yi Feng, Patriarch Qingshan prepared to cut them with shaking palms, but the hand holding the knife was shaking uncontrollably.

After all, this was the first time he touched something of this level, and he was so nervous that he couldn't cut the beans even after half an incense stick of time.

"This kitchen knife is really not very easy to use, it seems that it's time to replace it." Seeing this, Yi Feng said apologetically. He had indeed had this idea a long time ago. This kitchen knife was made when he had just started forging iron. Although it was quite sharp, he felt that it was not very convenient to use.

Hearing this, Patriarch Qingshan shuddered.

Senior is worthy of being a senior.

Are you so demanding on kitchen knives for cutting vegetables?

You know, this not-so-good kitchen knife he mentioned is also what his ancestor Qingshan has always dreamed of but could not get. In the eyes of the senior, it is not even good enough for cutting vegetables.

"Senior, you are so modest. How can such a knife not be easy to use?" The senior ancestor Qingshan could not help but sigh, "If only I had such a knife."

Yi Feng could not help but sigh when he heard it.

It seems that this old man's family is really poor, so poor that there is not even a decent kitchen knife at home.

In a short time, three dishes and a soup came out of Yi Feng's hands and were served on the table.

When the first chopstick was picked up, the eyes of the senior ancestor Qingshan and Luo Lanxue lit up.

The two swore that they had never eaten such delicious meals in their lives!

Looking at the two people's eyes, Yi Feng smiled and nodded. He was still a little confident about the food.

Although he was a lazy man, he was also forced to do so because the food in this world was really not that good. Apart from occasionally eating beef noodles across the street, Yi Feng could only improve his food by himself.

Of course, even the beef noodles across the street were taught by Yi Feng.

After Yi Feng and his friends had eaten and drunk enough,

in the back hall,

the wild dog that was kicked unconscious by Yi Feng gradually regained consciousness.

"Ouch, it hurts."

"Damn mortal, I'll kill you when I recover."

Gouzi roared in his heart, full of hatred for Yi Feng. He thought that Yi Feng was not only a member of the Sky Devouring Demon Wolf tribe, but also the son of the Sky Devouring Demon King. However, he fell into the hands of a mortal. This was simply a great humiliation for him.

Hateful, hateful!

"If I, Ao Qing, had not left the tribe and was severely injured by the villains, and my cultivation was not good enough, how could this happen?"

"Don't let me find you, I will cut you into pieces!"

While roaring in his heart, Gouzi finally opened his eyelids.

Wow!

At this moment, countless rays of light shot towards him, shining so brightly that he couldn't open his eyes. These rays of light made him feel like he was in a rain of swords and knives.

When he forced his eyes open, he found countless weapons scattered around him.

"These weapons..."

Ao Qing opened his protruding mouth in shock. These weapons were actually at least spiritual grade. x33xs.Oh

my God!

Gouzi doubted his life.

Even though he was the son of the Sky Devouring Demon Emperor, he had never seen so many holy objects above spiritual grade!

So many, not to mention him, even the old man behind him might not have seen them. What

's even more exaggerated is that these weapons were scattered all over the ground like broken pieces. Who on earth could do such a big thing!

"No."

Ao Qing seemed to have noticed something again. All the weapons scattered on the ground were defective.

"Onima."

Ao Qing was even more shocked and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Defective products have the grade of spiritual products, so if these weapons are finished products, what grade should they be?

You know, a master weapon refiner who can make finished products into spiritual products is completely different from a master weapon refiner who can make defective products into spiritual products. God knows what kind of person a person who can make defective products into spiritual products is. It

's so terrifying!

"Who is he?"

"Where is this place?"

Ao Qing, who had just recovered a little strength from his coma, propped himself up and walked outside, exploring carefully.

But he accidentally stepped into the front hall.

The moment he walked into the front hall, he felt the world turned upside down, and a powerful pressure descended on him. Then the paintings on both sides of the wall flashed with dazzling light, and the eighteen kinds of weapons in the paintings took shape and shot towards him.

"Ouch."

Ao Qing roared, and felt his legs and claws go limp. He ran away without caring about anything else.

What kind of horrible thing is hidden in that hall? He was scared to death just now. What the hell is this place!

He ran in another direction in a panic and stepped in carefully.

"Huh!" He

breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was no such horrible thing.

However, there were people!

And that mortal was also there.

Ao Qing's eyes were suddenly filled with hatred, and he arched his body and was ready to rush over and tear apart this abominable mortal.

No.

At the critical moment, Ao Qing stopped his body. The one who had dinner with that mortal was...

. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000. The highest level outside is 30.