Strange World Little Cooking Saint Chapter 927:

　　 gourmet food is the most soothing weapon. Shi Yu cooks another pot of shredded chicken porridge with matsutake mushrooms and turmeric and radish pickles. The two sit by the fire and eat deliciously. After two bowls of porridge, Shi Yu felt his body revived from the inside out, and his whole spirit improved a lot.

　　 It's funny. She is a cultivator, and her body no longer needs to eat grains. She wants to eat it on weekdays but only desires dominate. Now in this snow valley, she would feel hungry, which is really strange.

　　At this time, the old woman wiped the corners of her mouth, and said: "Little girl, what else do you do?"

　　 Shiyu's expression stiffened, it's no secret that most of the pot of porridge just got into her stomach, just this... can she eat more?

　　 Belly defamation, Shi Yu still said: "What do you want to eat? I can do it, but the ingredients are in the storage bag. If you can return my storage bag to me, I can let you eat Enough."

　　 If it were normal, Shi Yu would have yelled out "Senior Senior", but she couldn't respect this place where she locked herself up inexplicably.

　　 "You still learned to negotiate terms with me." The old woman snorted coldly, "Never mind, cannibalism."

　　 After a while, the old woman gave Shiyu back the storage bag.

　　 Shiyu stared at the old woman with disdainful eyes and examined it carefully, and found that the contents were the same, except for the token.

　　 There are a lot of rare medicines in her storage bag, as well as a bottle of vitality spring water. If they are seen by others, most of them can't help but stay secretly. It seems that the people here are not bad.

　　 took out the ingredients from the storage bag. Shi Yu was about to have just eaten and was in a good mood.

　　While she was handling the ingredients, the old woman next to her would chat with her from time to time. It’s nothing more than asking about Shi Yu’s origins. Shi Yu knows she’s just talking about it, thinking that almost everyone outside knows that she is from the ninth heaven, so there is nothing to cover up. I have said everything, I hope they can see that they are a little bit afraid of their background identity.

　　The old woman asked Shiyu what she had to go back to talk back, but when she answered, she naturally ignored the food she had eaten in Xuegu.

　　 In the main hall, young disciples are also there. Today is just in time for the lecture on the fifteenth day of the new year, and the lecturers are again the elders, so naturally most of them will come.

　　 is also in charge, on the tall throne, she propped her forehead with her forehand, and squinted for a nap. In spite of this, the disciples in the next head didn't dare to breathe again.

　　 When the Grand Elder finished speaking, all the remaining disciples retreated, while some disciples who were enlightening remained staying.

　　 The glamorous woman knew that Aunt Xue was coming, she still squinted and called Aunt Xue over, "If you have something to say, come over."

　　The old woman hurriedly came to the seat, bowed her head and said everything she asked. When she said that Yu was from the ninth heaven, the beautiful woman finally opened her eyes.

　　 "Lie. The ninth heaven is a mortal world, and there are great roads to suppress it. How can she break free and enter my phantom?"

　　"The old slave didn't believe it either. But the slave asked her about the geography and customs of the mountains and rivers, and she could also come one by one. Only then did the old slave suspect and come back to you. And this woman still carries three Head fire spirit, plus there is another inside body...In short, the old slave feels very strange." The old woman said in the ground.

　　The beautiful woman frowned, she didn't know what she thought of, and finally said: "Then wait for Yong'er to come back."

　　 "Yes." The old woman knew that the girl in Snow Valley had at least fourteen days to live.

　　 Snow Valley.

　　 Shiyu feels cold, and what can accompany it is hunger. Especially in the dark night, there is a cold wind whistling in my ears, and I am particularly hungry at this time.

　　 She couldn't help but light a fire and continue to bake it. It seems that only food can warm her heart.

　　 However, the role of food only lasted for a short while, and she soon became hungry again.

　　 Until Shiyu recovered and realized that he had eaten almost two pots of porridge and a roasted rabbit, he was surprised that he seemed to have eaten a lot. But strangely, her belly still feels hungry.

　　The fire spirits are still glowing faintly, or maybe because in the snow valley, their light has become very dim, and there is no aura of a fire spirit.

　　 Shiyu stared at the wilting fire spirit for a long time, his expression became a little serious...

　　 On the second day, the old woman did not appear again, but other guests came down in the snow valley.

　　 are those young disciples, all of whom are not very old, but are very curious about the outside world. Probably from the old woman, she knew that she was from the ninth heaven, and they were all asking her about the outside world.

　　"You really come from the ninth heaven? I heard that there is a mortal world. No one can practice, how can you practice?"

　　"It is said that the mortal world is very interesting, I don’t know if it is true or not? Can you tell us about the mortal world?"

　　 Facing these curious faces, Shi Yu was a little surprised, "Although the Ninth Heaven is suppressed by the Great Dao, it is not no one to practice."

　　"Oh, I remembered, this is indeed what I said wrong. Some human sinners who have made mistakes will be driven to the ninth heaven. It is true that no one can practice. Although people are banned on the ninth day, it doesn’t mean that all their people will be waste. It’s just that the ninth day has been called a wasteland since ancient times~IndoMTL.com~ even if they struggle again, it will not help. Listen to you today That said, on the ninth day, there are low-level cultivators?" said the little girl who asked at the beginning.

　　 "Yes." Shiyu nodded, but was thinking, on the ninth day, is there someone punished from heaven? Why has she never heard of it?

　　 is not a nasty young man

We were eager to know what was happening in the outside world, and interrupted Shiyu's thinking. Shiyu had to choose a relatively euphemistic and twisty folk tale to tell them.

　　Who knows, after finishing speaking, the young people still have expressions on their faces, but they can't stay for too long, so they have to explain that they will come again.

　　 Shiyu saw that they were ignorant of the world when they were raised in a deep mountain forest, and couldn't help but feel even more puzzled about this place.

　　 So when they came the next day, she took the opportunity to raise her own doubts: "Have you never been out of the mountain gate?"

　　"You claim to be a disciple of my phantom sect, don’t you even know the basic rules? The sect stipulates that new beginner disciples are only allowed to be under five years old, and those who can go out of the sect must reach level 5 in illusion arts, so we I have never left the sect." The young disciples covered their mouths and smiled.

　　 Shiyu was also very confused, "Then do you know how long your sect has existed?"

　　 "It has only been eight hundred years of spring and autumn. However, the sect master's cultivation is advanced and the clan is full of talents. It is only a matter of time to develop and become the first sect." The young disciples looked confident. It's full, thinking of the head of his family, he also looks ruinous.