Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Achitong and others who were accompanying Ye Xiaochuan did not know where he was going or what he was going to do.

However, as they got closer and closer to the inner part of the Middle Earth, everyone could not help but murmur in their hearts.

Ye Xiaochuan was a rat that everyone wanted to kill in the righteous side of the Middle Earth. How could he come to the inner part of the Middle Earth at this time?

After crossing the Tianshan Mountains and Kunlun Mountains and entering the Qinling Mountains, they were already in the snow-capped Qilin Mountains at dusk.

Qilin Mountain was full of casual cultivators, there were no big sects, and there were almost no secret sentinels and scouts. Ye Xiaochuan and others were not picky people, so they rested in an abandoned mountain temple.

The mountain temple was dilapidated. It was estimated that there had been no incense for at least thirty to fifty years, and half of the roof had collapsed.

The stone statue of the mountain temple also lay weakly in a corner.

Achitong didn't talk much. He was a practical person. After Ye Xiaochuan decided to camp in this broken mountain temple, Achitong disappeared.

When he came back, he was carrying a black wild boar on his shoulder. This was dinner for tonight.

Qu Xianer was happy and said, "The Yi Ya cooking skills of Master Ye of Su Wen are first-class in the world. In the past, due to our status, we have never had the chance to taste it.

Tonight, I wonder if we can have this blessing?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

This Qu Xianer really dared to say anything outside. Now Ye Xiaochuan is the ghost king leader who holds the most powerful power of the Holy Church, and it has been confirmed that the soul of the founder Ye Cha is in Ye Xiaochuan's body.

Qu Xianer asked Ye Xiaochuan to cook. What was going on?

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaochuan did not look angry. He smiled slightly and said, "Since Xianer wants to taste my cooking skills, I will not refuse it."

Ye Xiaochuan took out a very short dagger and skillfully skinned and removed the organs of the little wild boar. His smooth movements made these masters of the Demon Cult have an illusion.

Ye Xiaochuan should not be a cultivator, but a cook.

There are many people, and most of the people in the Demon Cult, whether male or female, are meat eaters.

Ye Xiaochuan divided the wild boar into two ways, one is stewing, and the other is roasting.

Soon, the rich aroma of meat floated in the dilapidated mountain temple.

Everyone took out fine wine.

In the end, they were all poor, and there was no decent wine, almost all of which were low-quality wines mixed with water.

So, everyone turned their attention to Shang Yongye.

In the Holy Cult, Long Tianshan is delicious, and Shang Yongye is delicious.

Long Tianshan is delicious, not like Qi Lisi who eats everything, but Long Tianshan's Yi Ya cooking skills are very good. If you want to have a good meal, you should find Long Tianshan.

As for Shang Yongye, although he is not famous, Ah Chi Tong and others all know that this guy is addicted to alcohol and will not drink unless it is good wine.

Especially the oolong wine he brewed with the oolong fruit in the Dead Marsh, which is one of the best wines in the Holy Church.

Shang Yongye said awkwardly: "Everyone, don't look at me, I don't have good wine!"

If it was only Ye Xiaochuan, Shang Yongye would be happy to take out his collection of fine wines. He has lived for so many years, and the only true friend in wine is Ye Xiaochuan, whom he met once last time.

However, now these jackals, tigers and leopards around him are all idiots in wine. It is simply a waste of heaven to take out the oolong wine for them to enjoy.

Lu Haiya smiled and said: "Brother Yongye, if even you don't have good wine, then no one in the Holy Church will have good wine!"

Qu Xian'er leaned against Shang Yongye and said in a coquettish voice: "Yongye, we are all fellow disciples of the Holy Church, don't be so stingy."

Shang Yongye has never been close to women since he was a child, so how can he be Qu Xian'er's opponent?

Shang Yongye blushed and wanted to move away from Qu Xianer.

But Qu Xianer seemed to be fighting with Shang Yongye. Shang Yongye retreated one point, and Qu Xianer advanced two points.

In the end, this beautiful fairy was almost lying in Shang Yongye's arms.

Facts have proved that the most difficult thing for men to resist is the beauty trap.

Shang Yongye fought with Qu Xianer for only three or five rounds before he was defeated and took out two jars of oolong wine.

Seeing Shang Yongye's red face and thick neck, everyone laughed.

Even Ye Xiaochuan couldn't help but smile.

Ye Xiaochuan has always been very accurate in judging people. He and Shang Yongye only met once at the Devil Lake, but he knew that Shang Yongye, like Long Tianshan, was a person who could be of great use.

So this time Long Tianshan insisted on sending someone to follow Ye Xiaochuan. The first person Ye Xiaochuan thought of was not the top leaders of Guixuan Sect, but Shang Yongye.

After two glasses of wine, everyone let go.

Originally, everyone was in awe of Ye Cha's soul in Ye Xiaochuan's body, and they didn't dare to get too close to Ye Xiaochuan, nor did they dare to joke with him.

Now, after a period of running-in, the laughter in this team has become more frequent.

This made Ye Xiaochuan find a long-lost feeling.

In the past, he always drank and talked with friends such as Jie Se, Liu Jie, Bai Li Yuan, and talked about everything without restraint.

Now, he has new friends again.

These people talked about everything from the north to the south, from the battle of Shenshan to the battle of Longmen, but they tacitly did not mention the battle of Cangyun and the battle of Daxue Mountain.

The battle of Cangyun is Ye Xiaochuan's eternal pain.

The battle of Daxue Mountain is the eternal pain of Ye Xiaochuan and these survivors.

After an hour of cooking, the bone soup was stewed and the wild boar meat was roasted. Everyone drank and ate big chunks of meat, and they were happy and hearty. What else could they ask for?

Cangyun Mountain, Samsara Peak.

Yuanshui Xiaozhu, late at night.

Candlelight flickered in Yun Qiyou's bamboo house.

Her room was decorated luxuriously, with a polar bear mattress, top-quality silk and satin, and a tall bronze dressing mirror... These were all the betrothal gifts that Ye Xiaochuan gave when they got engaged.

Especially the polar bear skin, which was much larger than the one Yun Qiyou gave to Yu Linglong ten years ago.

In the cold winter, as long as she was covered with this soft and comfortable bear skin, she would not feel the slightest bit of cold no matter how strong the wind and snow were outside.

Yun Qiyou lay on what seemed to be the warmest and most comfortable bed in the world, with her cold and beautiful eyes flashing with a strange luster.

She was thinking and planning.

She didn't care about the owner of the giant panda who ignored her beauty.

Yun Qiyou cared about Princess Tianyin.

She said that Princess Tianyin's life and death had nothing to do with her, but she still cared about it in her heart.

When she was a child, she was a weirdo in the heavens. Except for her closest relatives and Tianyu Pili, no one dared to get close to her, and no one was willing to get close to her.

Although Tianyin did not become a good friend with him like Tianyu Pili did, Princess Tianyin did not look at him strangely.

She also taught him to play the piano.

It was because of this that Yun Qiyou's attainments in music were very high. When he first met Yunyazi, he could control the sturgeons in the Yangtze River after only a few days of learning.

Yunyazi thought that Yun Qiyou had a high talent, but in fact, there was another reason, that is, Yun Qiyou had learned the piano in the heaven, and was taught by the music master Princess Tianyin herself.

It's just that she lost her memory in the heaven at that time and forgot it.