A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 19: Different martial arts

No one wanted to explain to Mu Yu about this second brother who had never met. Mu Yu didn't ask him knowingly. In the end, Uncle An broke the tranquility: "Head, I've made lunch, we Go up the mountain!"

"Ah? Uncle An, are you cooking so fast?" Xiang Nan showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He looked at his master for help. Obviously Uncle An's cooking skills made the group of people eaten enough. Suffering sounds like a sad thing.

"Master is back. I think we need to improve our food. Brother Xiangnan, didn't you catch a pheasant last time? Bring it out for Master to cook!" Kong Kong also spoke.

"Okay, I'll get it." Xiang Nan nodded very cooperatively, and wanted to run up the mountain.

"I've already cooked it." Uncle An simply cut off Xiang Nan's last thought.

"Yeah! Let's go up the mountain!" Feng Haochen patted Ki Yu on the shoulder, and then walked up the mountain first. Xiang Nan and Kongkong were almost immortal. They had no choice but to greet Kiba to keep up. Although he was not used to Uncle An's food, he would not show it.

Mu Yu whispered in his heart, is Uncle An’s cooking really that unpalatable? This sparsely populated sect is quite magical. The head cooks the food himself. If the head is not there, everyone else feels the tragic situation of eating the soil every day. Mu Yu is the last of all cultivation sects. Full of curiosity.

This school is not only few people, but also very shabby. The house is a simple wooden house, and everyone has a room of their own. Imagine the white jade brick and tiled fairy house in the land of the fairy home, the imposing fairy hall did not appear, but just like an ordinary farmhouse, with only simple living facilities, like a hideaway in the mountains and forests. Mu Yu always thought that the land of the immortal family must be immortal, with spirit beasts everywhere, but it was a pity that everything in front of him was too different from what he imagined.

No one cared about Kiba's thoughts. Everyone walked toward the hall reluctantly, as if there was something right and wrong, with ferocious beasts, only Feng Haochen and Uncle An walked calmly. Go in. Lan Ling'er had already sat inside, she frowned and looked at the food on the table, her expression definitely not salivating. Everyone found their own seats to sit down, and Kiba also found a place to sit down. The table was a long table, so there was no problem with sitting on more than ten.

The rice cooked by Uncle An is not so terrible, but terribly terrible.

Kiha felt that Xiangnan and the others looked like death before they put down the chopsticks, and understood a little bit in their hearts. They felt that it took a lot of courage to eat these meals. Kiba felt that he would rather fight ten grizzly bears. He was unwilling to chew these weird foods for a hundred rounds.

The pheasant caught southward looks attractive in color, and it is still bloodied after being pulled apart. Kiba used to like chicken very much, but after tasting Uncle An’s pheasant, he thinks he can have two Moon diet fasts.

"It's delicious." Kiyu said with tears and dim eyes. He couldn't be too rude when he first arrived, but he despised himself by saying something against his heart. In the end he didn't know whether he was choked or swallowed. When he was moved by the spirit of the food, he felt like crying.

"If it tastes good, you can eat more." Kongkong grinned and clamped a chicken leg into a wooden feather bowl.

Kiha really wanted to smoke this little guy. At this time, he fell into trouble. He hurriedly said: "When a child grows up, he has to eat more meat to grow taller." Then righteously put the chicken legs Clamp it back into the empty bowl.

"Brother Mu Yu, everyone is their own after eating this chicken drumstick." Miao Miao quickly picked the chicken drumstick from her bowl into the Mu Yu bowl.

"Master is exhausted, why don't you give it to Master?" Mu Yu clamped the chicken legs into Feng Haochen's bowl.

Feng Haochen kindly looked at the group of "good boys" who were modest to each other, didn't get angry, took a bite of the chicken legs, and said, "Forget it, I'll cook it myself! You guys don't make trouble. Bring all the dishes back to the kitchen and go south to burn."

"Yeah!" Kongkong and Miaomiao were dancing with excitement. Mu Yu also wanted to give them a high-five. Later, seeing Uncle An’s expressionless face, he forced the impulse back, serious. Said, "In fact, it is still edible." Kongkong and Miaomiao secretly despised Mu Yu, and even Lan Ling'er curled his lips at Mu Yu.

Facts have proved that Feng Haochen’s craftsmanship is indeed much better than Uncle An’s. The color, fragrance, and taste are all. Kiba was also amazed. He really didn’t expect that the high-ranking head would have no shelf in this school. Cooking in person is almost impossible for other schools.

Several people who have never seen the world swept away the food cooked by the head, and then got up contentedly to clean up the dishes. Everyone was very conscious. There was no special servant to serve, everything was self-sufficient. Noisy and noisy, endless laughter, but like a big family.

In the afternoon, the others disappeared. Feng Haochen didn't tell him what to do. He just asked him to familiarize himself with the environment here and start cultivating with them tomorrow. Kongkong and Miaomiao were running around. The two of them were too young to need to practice. At this time, they didn't know where they went. They probably went to collect their eggs.

Kiha didn’t know where to go. He walked around behind the thatched house where they ate and saw a clear spring. From the spring, there was a steady stream of clean water flowing out, forming a spring below, and the water continued to overflow. It flows down to form a pond.

Next to the pond is a vegetable garden, where some fresh vegetables are planted, and some fairy grasses are planted next to the vegetable garden. Kiba touched these fairy grasses and felt completely different from those commonly seen plants. Unfortunately, the fairy grass seems There is resistance to him, let him not control.

"If you want to control these fairy grasses, you need to wait until the spiritual power is cultivated in your body~ IndoMTL.com~ Feng Haochen is loosening the soil in the vegetable garden. He said without looking up, "You want to take a bath. Wash in this pond. The spring water on the top is for drinking and should not be soiled. There is a falling dust cliff behind. The scenery there is good. You can go and see it. "

"Master, would you like me to loosen the soil for you?" Kiba asked.

Feng Haochen shook his head: "If I want to do things like soil loosening quickly and manipulate it with a sword, I can do it in the blink of an eye, but what's the point? My purpose of growing vegetables is not just for eating, but It's a hobby."

Kiha thought for a while, he still couldn't realize the state of mind of his master, but remembered that that night, Master just waved his hand and shattered the surrounding plants. That kind of method is really not difficult if the soil is loosened. He smirked, then walked back to the mountain.

This mountain is called Luochen Mountain, and there is a cliff behind Luochen Mountain called Luochen Cliff. There is a huge banyan tree on Luochen Cliff. The banyan tree doesn't know how many years it has grown. It is intricately rooted and luxuriant, with two swings hanging on it. It should be a time and space and a wonderful play. Kiyu stood under the banyan tree. There was a large stone slab under the banyan tree. It was no problem for five or six people to lie down. Kiyu touched the banyan tree with his hands, feeling the vicissitudes of the banyan tree, and felt peaceful in his heart.

He looked into the distance. There was a huge forest under Luochen Mountain. The flocks of birds in the forest were full of vitality. At the end of the forest, there were some small villages gathered. There were faintly scattered farmland. It was a city, and that city was just a vague outline, probably hundreds of miles away from here.

Luochen Mountain is like a fairyland away from the hustle and bustle of the world, comfortable and calm. Apart from spiritual power, the way of cultivation is more of an open-minded state of mind. No desire or demand can make people achieve something. .