"okay."
Nie Yuan took the basin and began to pour the rice. After pouring another dozen or so kilograms, he paused and then added another one or two kilograms when he felt it was not enough.
Tang Qingnian raised his eyebrows: "You don't cook at home?"
"I do it a few times occasionally." Nie Yuan replied.
"Then why did you pour so much rice? Can you finish it?"
"After eating, I have a big appetite." Nie Yuan laughed.
Tang Qingnian didn't say much more, focusing on the food in her pot.
Not long after, the food was served and the meal was served.
The two women held small bowls and ate elegantly, while Nie Yuan was more eye-catching. He held a large wooden basin, squatted on a stool, and kept scooping the rice into his mouth. The rice tasted delicious.
The corners of the two girls' mouths twitched wildly, indicating that their appetites were not ordinary.
The two of them stopped eating and just watched Nie Yuan eat. This was the first time they saw someone who could eat better than a pig, and they were curious.
"Eat, why don't you eat?" Nie Yuan said vaguely as he saw his master and senior sister put down their chopsticks.
"We'll just watch you eat."
They were already full, just watching Nie Yuan eat.
At this moment, a visitor came from Cuizhu Peak.
"Hey, it's just the right time, everyone is out." Zi Su said with a smile.
"What kind of wind blew you up to the Cuizhu Peak?" Seeing it was Zi Su, he said with a smile on his face.
"It's nothing, I just came to lend you a job as my disciple." Zi Su said.
"Oh?" Yan Xin became interested and pointed at Nie Yuan and Tang Qingnian and said, "Both of my disciples are here. I wonder which one you want to borrow."
"It's the one with a big appetite." Zi Su raised his head, looked at Nie Yuan and said, "Stop pulling the rice, and be careful. There's something wrong."
"Oh." Nie Yuan took a few mouthfuls of rice, put down the wooden basin, and walked to Zi Su.
Zisu looked at Nie Yuan's face that needed a beating and couldn't help but give him a shudder.
Nie Yuan looked at Zi Su with a dark face.
"You two are familiar with each other?" Yan Xin couldn't help but ask when he saw the two of them acting like this.
"We are half old friends." Zi Su said, holding Nie Yuan's collar and flying down the mountain, and at the same time said, "I will return it to you as soon as I use it."
Yan Xin's face filled with doubts again, what kind of identity did he have as a disciple? There were only two deputy sect masters in the Sword Sect, and he was actually familiar with both of them.
As a master, he didn't know his disciple well at all. He was really not competent enough.
After Zisu flew Nie Yuan to a deserted place, he put him down and said, "Can you contact your master now?"
"I can get in touch with you, but I don't know why senior is looking for my master."
"Now the Seven Kingdoms are eyeing our Great Zhou Divine Dynasty. Although the master is powerful, he is still powerless in the face of the overwhelming number of Heaven-breaking Realm experts from the seven countries. I want to invite your master to come to our Great Zhou Divine Dynasty to suppress the situation. .”
"I'm afraid I can't do this. Although I can contact the Master, the Master has been retired for hundreds of years and he never asks about the outside world, so..." Nie Yuan pinched his chin and put on an embarrassed look. Looks like this, he said.
"It doesn't matter, I already expected it." Zi Su smiled bitterly.
"I'll try my best." Nie Yuan continued to lie.
"good."
She was mentally prepared when she came. How could those mysterious seniors take action at will? However, she also got a piece of information that shocked her. Master Nie Yuan spent more time in retreat than his master. It takes a long time, what a terrifying existence this is.
You know, even a monk in the Breaking Heaven Realm only has a lifespan of several hundred years.
Nie Yuan has the strength to help her. He has ten masters in his hands. Among these ten masters, one is King Daqian, and the remaining nine are his capable generals. They are not ordinary monks. , even if he has been dead for thousands of years, he can still explode with the strength of a heaven-shattering powerhouse.
Let me ask you, how terrifying it is for a country to suddenly have ten more powerful men.
But he knows that if the ten masters in his hands are exposed, he will not be far from death. Not to mention the strong men from other countries, even the strong men from his own country will find ways to kill him. He holds ten strong men who can break the sky. , a serious threat to the imperial power. If you don’t die, whoever will die will die.
Just when Zisu was about to turn around and leave, Nie Yuan stopped her.
"Senior, how can I accept the mission in the mission hall." Nie Yuan asked.
"If you break through to the spiritual light realm, you will naturally be able to accept missions in the mission hall." Zisu said.
As soon as these words came out, Nie Yuan wanted to scold his mother for a moment. Why don't you tell me, I don't know, but he didn't dare to curse out loud, but said respectfully: "It's a little difficult for me to break through in my cultivation. Is there any shortcut I can take?”
"No."
"That's not possible, you are the deputy sect leader."
"Not even the sect master. The prohibition on the mission hall was set by the ancestor. The sect master cannot break it. If you want to accept the mission, you can only wait until your cultivation level reaches the spiritual light realm." Zisu spread his hands and said.
"have to."
It seems that we still need to improve our cultivation to the spiritual light realm as soon as possible.
After finally getting down the mountain, he had to go to Qin Shou and then go to bake cakes to eat the smallpox. Without the support of the spiritual liquid, he didn't know that he could improve his cultivation to the spiritual light realm in the Year of the Monkey, Horse and Moon.
When he sent a message to Qin Shou, it took a while for Yupai to respond. What he sent was a picture and a paragraph.
"Brother Xuan, you are injured and have difficulty moving. When the injury heals, I will take you to observe and observe."
Looking at the message from Qin Shou, Nie Yuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth a few times. It seemed that the Commandment Hall was too gentle and did not completely cure his problem.
Since your brothers cannot be relied on, you can only rely on yourself.
Nie Yuan took off the purple gourd from his waist, drank a few mouthfuls of spiritual liquid, and then headed towards the Wanbao Pavilion. There was everything in it, and there should be smallpox.
It also had to be Zi Gourd. The inferior spiritual liquid I refined yesterday had the same effect as the spiritual liquid formed by gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. After one sip, the cultivation level that had just been broken through was loosened again.
When they arrived at Wanbao Pavilion, Nie Yuan did not go looking for it himself. He came to Zhou Dafu and asked, "Elder Zhou, are there any Tianhua sold here?"
"Yes." Zhou Dafu opened his slightly narrowed eyes and looked at Nie Yuan, "Last time I bought the method of refining the spiritual liquid, and today I need the materials to refine the spiritual liquid. Do you want to refine the spiritual liquid?"
"Just thinking about it." Nie Yuan chuckled.
Chow Tai Fook didn't say much and asked, "How much do you want?"
"How many do you have here?" Nie Yuan also asked.
Chow Tai Fook immediately became interested, raised his fat body, and said: "There are still hundreds of thousands of taels in stock."
"Okay, I want both."
"Hey, local rich man?" Zhou Dafu looked sideways at Nie Yuan.
"Ahem, I have...a little money at home." Nie Yuan said, touching the tip of his nose.
When Zhou Dafu was about to pick up the goods for Nie Yuan, a disciple also walked towards Zhou Dafu and said, "Elder Zhou, take three bottles of spiritual liquid."
"Nine thousand."
Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand, and the smooth business is done.
Nie Yuan looked straight at it and asked, "Do you still sell spiritual liquid here?"
"There is nothing you can't imagine in Wanbao Pavilion. There is nothing I won't sell."
"how many."
"It must be several million taels."
