The divine tea of enlightenment is a divine thing that even a saint would find difficult to drink, but it is in this small Meishan courtyard.
However, Di Xin and the others drank until their stomachs bulged and found it difficult to stop.
This is simply an amazing opportunity.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but smile when he saw these juniors drinking so happily.
His attitude towards juniors has always been quite caring.
Watching them drinking tea, Lin Xuan rolled up his sleeves, picked up a kitchen knife, and started to cut open the beef leg and make a 'braised beef leg' for these juniors to taste.
The kitchen knife in Lin Xuan's hand was just an ordinary piece of iron.
This kitchen knife is better said to be a kitchen knife than a butcher's knife.
Because Lin Xuan is really too lazy.
An ordinary kitchen knife is difficult to break bones, so Lin Xuan made his own butcher knife for cutting vegetables.
Lin Xuan slowly raised the knife.
"Snapped!"
The knife fell and struck the cow's leg.
The ox legs were originally transformed from the green ox spirit that was the mount of the saint Lao Tzu.
Because the green bull spirit carried Lin Xuan west out of Hangu Pass, he had already possessed great merit.
Although due to the constraints of the saint Laozi, his reputation is not obvious.
But his strength is enough to reach the level of quasi-sage.
With such cultivation, the physical body after death is also extremely hard.
Ordinary immortals, without powerful magic weapons, would definitely not be able to be harmed at all.
But in the hands of Lin Xuan's butcher's knife, it was like tofu, without any sloppiness.
The butcher's knife landed on the chopping board without any resistance.
This knife looks ordinary.
But a mysterious and invincible aura was faintly surging out.
Everyone in Meishan Courtyard was shocked.
This is……
The butcher's knife actually cut out Daoyun when cutting the meat.
"Even a saint would be hard-pressed to resist this sword!"
Zulong didn't know when he poked his head out of the pond, watched Lin Xuan cutting the meat, and couldn't help but send a message to the others.
Di Xin, Wen Zhong, and Yu Yuan saw Zu Long.
Can't help but feel familiar.
But the three of them are juniors after all, and for a while, they couldn't figure out Zulong's identity.
When Zu Long saw Di Xin and the other three looking at him, his face became solemn and a smirk appeared on his lips.
boom!
The Ancestral Dragon suddenly burst out towards the three people, and the pressure of the three corpses of the quasi-saint-level true dragon was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, heading towards the three people.
The expressions of the three people suddenly changed!
It felt like a huge boulder weighing tens of millions of kilograms on my body.
It was difficult to move at all.
So strong!
"Senior Zulong, Senior Lin Xuan has finally worked hard to cook seriously. You seem to be wasting this opportunity by bullying me like this!"
Lu Ya's voice came, and in the void, a true sun fire shone past.
Sparks fell on the three juniors.
The terrifying real dragon pressure just now was gone now.
Although Lu Ya was born a lot later than Zulong, he received the guidance from Lin Xuan first.
To this day, in terms of strength, he is not much weaker than Zulong.
"Haha, I, Old Long, am just joking with these juniors!"
Zu Long chuckled, full of mischief, and then looked at Lin Xuan intently.
Zulong!
Di Xin and the other three gasped for air.
They all saw the horror in each other's eyes.
Zulong, the ancestor of the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn.
Back then, he was still the strongest ancestor among the three clans.
Being kept in a pond like this?
Uncle Lin Xuan! How awesome are you?
Lin Xuan calmed down and cut the beef.
One cut at a time, regular and rhythmic.
The sound was crisp and clear, as if he was playing a triumphant song on the battlefield.
Destroying the sky with one sword and killing the gods with one sword, Lin Xuan seemed not to be chopping vegetables at this moment, but to perform a peerless sword technique.
The world is vast, but there is only one sword, which can prove the Tao with force and destroy everything.
"Senior Lin Xuan, you are teaching us a supreme way of swordsmanship! What a pity! We have never practiced swordsmanship, otherwise, if we learned this kind of swordsmanship, we would be able to kill gods and destroy Buddhas without any difficulty!"
Zhao Gongming looked at Lin Xuan closely and sighed.
Among all the people in Meishan Courtyard, no one else has practiced swordsmanship.
Therefore, for Lin Xuan to cut vegetables, he could just feel the powerful terror of the Avenue of Power.
His understanding of the way of the sword is much weaker.
However, there was one person present who was different.
That is the great disciple of Our Lady of Jinling - Yu Yuan.
Yu Yuan is tall, and when fighting, he opens up and closes, pursuing the way of killing with strength.
Especially the blood-transforming magic sword in his hand is the ultimate acquired spiritual treasure.
When it is unleashed, it turns into a streak of blood-light lightning, which is hard to guard against, even if it is hit by a knife mark.
The next second, because of this knife mark, the injured person will bleed, and even the soul will be sucked into it.
The end is extremely powerful and vicious.
As a breeze blew by, Yu Yuan suddenly felt something unusual.
Lin Xuan stood there chopping vegetables, feeling as if he was going his own way, as if he was a lonely and powerful swordsman.
It contains a sword intent that is difficult for ordinary people to observe.
"What Senior Lin Xuan just said was that Yuanshi Tianzun would plot against Emperor Xin. If I protect Emperor Xin, nothing will go wrong!"
"But if Yuanshi sends Daluo Jinxian, I'm afraid I won't be a match yet!"
"However, Senior Lin Xuan has already seen through all this, so he taught me the supreme sword technique and strengthened my strength!"
"In this way, we can protect our little uncle Di Xin without any risk!"
"It turns out that this is the deep meaning of Master Lin Xuan. He is really the most powerful man in the three realms. Nothing can escape Master Lin Xuan's calculations!"
There was a roar in Yu Yuan's mind, and he suddenly realized.
In the Meishan courtyard, who else is practicing swordsmanship?
Isn't it him?
And Senior Lin Xuan just reminded him specifically to protect Junior Uncle Di Xin in the future.
In this case, isn't Master Lin Xuan's uncle teaching him the supreme sword art?
Yu Yuan understood and was even more horrified.
Yu Yuan held his breath and concentrated, staring at Lin Xuan's movements with his eyes.
Until the end, a figure suddenly appeared in Yu Yuan's mind.
This figure held a kitchen knife in his hand, and then he was actually demonstrating knife skills.
That's right, it's knife skills.
It is just like the sword technique in the world, without any magical power.
However, the figure's sword technique is simple, just one word - quick!
Boom!
It sounded like thunder, like a big bell with a yellow mouth ringing in Yu Yuan's ears.
The figure in his mind became clearer.
The figure was performing sword skills. Every move and every move gave Yu Yuan a feeling of enlightenment, as if he was practicing the sword himself.
The sword technique is swift and fierce, like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
There is no magical power, only one word, quick! Hurry!
It's as if a dragon is dancing and wandering around.
In an instant, the unparalleled sword technique was replayed in Yu Yuan's mind.
Then, it was repeated thousands of times in an instant.
At the end, Yu Yuan felt that the terrifying sword skills were getting faster and faster, connecting with each other over and over again, like lightning and flint.
