Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

"Cough cough."

Xu Kun glanced at Gu Chen and the others, and said:

"There are still juniors here, pay attention to the influence, please call me Master Xu."

Cang Wenyu smiled when he heard the words, and looked at Xu Kun.

"Okay, old boy."

Xu Kun: "I..."

Cang Wenyu laughed, took out the stool and put it aside, and said solemnly:

"Master Xu Feng, I don't think you can eat this pot alone."

"It's not good if it's cold, come on, I'll solve your problems for you."

As he said that, the light flashed, and the chopsticks appeared in his hands, and they went straight to the biggest whip.

"Brother Sect Leader, you are a steal!"

Xu Kun retorted, picked up his chopsticks, and immediately stopped him.

But there was a smile on Cang Wenyu's face.

The next moment, light and shadow flashed, and the chopsticks and arms almost turned into afterimages.

Perfectly bypassed Xu Kun's obstruction, pinched it precisely, and took it back.

Put it in your mouth.

The whole process is smooth and flowing.

"You are a dignified senior brother who grabs food and even uses martial arts, you are really..."

Xu Kun stared at Cang Wenyu with a beard.

Cang Wenyu showed a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, and said:

"It's really not very good, next time..."

brush.

"Well, this is delicious."

Xu Kun shook his head speechlessly, and immediately adjusted his strategy decisively.

Let's see who eats faster!

For a moment, Xu Kun moved.

The speed is fast and the posture is wild, not inferior to the first time I came to eat.

Cang Wenyu is not far behind.

For a while, there were afterimages.

Facing the big pot, the two started the racing mode.

"Master, don't just eat the big ones, save some for me!"

"It's enough for you to eat the small ones, and the concentrated ones are the essence."

"It's strange to believe you, put down the big one, or I'll tell you..."

"Hey, you are slow, I have finished eating!"

"........"

A few people around watched this scene in astonishment.

Gu Chen swallowed, a little curious and puzzled:

"What did you do? The two seniors fought like this."

Mu Fan couldn't help laughing when he heard that, and said:

"Brother Gu, you are still young, you will understand when you grow up."

Gu Chen nodded subconsciously.

Then he realized that the person who spoke was Mu Fan, and immediately had a strange expression on his face.

Am I young?

The pastor brother is not too old, is he?

Qin Li probably saw what was stewed in the pot, but she frowned slightly, a little puzzled.

Are these monster beasts edible?

Jin Fugui was even more inconceivable about this.

Two people with extraordinary identities in the mundane world actually behave like this when eating.

How much is some long-sightedness.

Only Luo Ling'er didn't understand anything, and was proud of causing competition for the food she cooked.

Everyone has their own ideas.

The two of them had already stopped.

"Master, you are really... hiccup~"

Xu Kun put down his chopsticks, full of fulfillment.

Cang Wenyu smacked his lips unsatisfied, looking at the bottom soup left in the basin, he seemed to be struggling.

Lu Changzhi was secretly speechless.

The appetite of the sect master and master Xu Feng is really getting bigger and bigger.

Such a big pot, two people actually finished making it together!

Horror!

"It's long."

After resting for a while, Cang Wenyu looked at it and said:

"I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

Lu Changzhi's expression changed, and he turned his head to look.

"This time at the Tiancang Ruins, the elders found a lot of good things. After two days, the inventory is almost complete. Take them to see if there is anything you need."

"This time I can have such a harvest, thanks to..."

As he said that, Cang Wenyu's eyes were about to turn to Qin Li.

Seeing this, Lu Changzhi immediately said:

"Okay, Master, I understand."

The conversation was interrupted, and Cang Wenyu did not continue to talk about it.

At this time, the breath of the master suddenly fluctuated.

Then everyone clearly felt it.

Cang Wenyu at this moment, judging from his breath.

There is a little bit of radiant feeling.

"It's not too early."

Cang Wenyu looked up at the sky and said with a smile:

"You talk, I'll go back to practice first."

Before finishing speaking, Cang Wenyu got up and left immediately.

"I'm going back to practice too, so don't bother me."

Xu Kun followed closely behind and left.

Regarding this, Lu Changzhi smiled and said nothing.

Not to mention, from this point of view, the effect is quite significant.

After dinner, Lu Changzhi said to Mu Fan:

"Take a rest and come find me tomorrow."

Right now, there is no one in the ruins, just in time to take the inheritance of the sage Tiancang.

.......

This night, for all forces.

Some are happy and some are worried.

A wave of surprise attacks by the Dongfang Clan caused considerable losses.

Especially Xuan Yizong, who lost many elite disciples.

Even death and disability, the loss is not without heartache.

Of course, not everyone is like that.

In a house, after Xie Yang heard the news of the trip, his face was a little more grateful:

"Fortunately, I didn't go this time and escaped the catastrophe."

The few brothers who had a good relationship with him died or were injured.

He was going, and he might suffer too.

But soon, the joy on his face turned into resentment.

"Liu Qingyan, you bitch, you didn't die in it."

"Don't let me find a chance, otherwise, I will let you know the fate of betraying me!"

In another place, Xuan Yong looked at Luo Zhen who was showing his sword skills to him, and his joy was beyond words.

"Good good."

Xuan Yong said excitedly:

"As expected of a lover, this trip to Tiancang Ruins, although dangerous, but now it seems that you are also a blessing in disguise."

From this experience, he himself knew the situation.

Fortunately, Luo Zhen was lucky enough to escape.

Not only that, but he was still between life and death, and had some new understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

The progress this time is not small.

"Walk."

Xuan Yong got up and greeted Luo Zhen:

"Let the suzerain take a look at your progress. You deserve to be valued more by the sect now, so that you can be better trained and you can become a talent as soon as possible."

Luo Zhen stopped moving and his eyes lit up.

This feeling of being highly valued made him enjoy it very much.

"Sure enough, Xuan Yizong is my best destination."

Luo Zhen said lightly in his heart.

Since coming to Xuan Yizong, the journey has been smooth and smooth.

If you continue to stay in the Wuxiang sect, how can you be like this.

.......

Yuntian Holy Land.

At this moment, the face of the Holy Master of Yuntian Holy Land was as gloomy as water.

He already knew what happened in the ruins.

One good news, two bad news.

Good news: Tiancang Saint's inheritance has been obtained.

Bad news: the inheritance of the Tiancang sage was stolen; the broken soul needle plate was also stolen along with it.

The combination of the two is not a good thing, but a bad thing.

There are not many holy artifacts in the entire Yuntian Holy Land.

Losing one piece is enough to alarm the entire Holy Land.

But at this time, the news has not been passed on.

Press for a while.

He has sent someone to the Eastern Territory, hoping that the other party will not be ungrateful.

Unknowingly, the Holy Lord of Heaven came to the place where he watched the stars.

After thinking about it, the Holy Master walked into it.

"Old Xuan, since Jiu Xiao has received the inheritance of a sage, has his horoscope changed?"