God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Qi Xiong said fiercely, but Wu Shou on the side could not give an answer at all.

On the other side, where Divine Sword Peak and Jade Girl Peak were stationed, the rescued Wenyuan Peak disciple was brought back by Li Dazui and others.

After all, he was seriously injured and needed to rest for a few days.

As soon as he returned to his station, he saw a large spiritual city in the distance. This Wenyuan Peak disciple was dumbfounded.

"Brother, what are you doing..."

I thought there was some order from the sect, otherwise why would the disciples from the two peaks move out in unison.

But in response, Li Dazui just replied lightly.

"Oh, we came out to practice."

experience?

Hearing this, the Wenyuan Peak disciple was a little confused. He had come out to practice many times, but he had never seen tens of thousands of disciples from the two peaks come out to practice together.

Why do you call this experience?

His expression was strange, but before he could speak, suddenly, terrifying aftermath of the battle came out from Lingcheng.

For a moment, this disciple became even more weird. With disciples from both peaks here, could anyone still dare to attack here?

He turned to look suspiciously at Li Dazui and the others who had calm faces, but they seemed not to be affected by the aftermath of the battle at all.

While walking towards Lingcheng in a leisurely manner, he chatted casually.

"Eldest brother and the two of them are starting again."

"After all, I haven't done anything for several days."

Judging from the smell of the aftermath of the battle, Li Dazui and others immediately knew that Zhao Zhengping and Zhao Rou were fighting again.

They were already accustomed to this and were not surprised at all.

In fact, the same was true. At this time, Zhao Zhengping and Zhao Rou were fighting together in the sky above the kitchen courtyard.

In other words, Zhao Rou looked angry, while Zhao Zhengping was confused.

"Are you crazy?"

Blocking Zhao Rou's sword, Zhao Zhengping said angrily, to which Zhao Rou glared.

"Zhao Zhengping, today is the day when you and I will die together."

"What the hell did I do?"

Zhao Zhengping was really full of doubts. He had done nothing. When he woke up, he only said one sentence, and this woman suddenly rushed up to him like crazy.

Things had to go back half an hour ago. Zhao Zhengping, who had worked hard all night with Zhao Rou, had no energy left to practice and fell into a deep sleep.

But while sleeping, he had a dream and talked in his sleep, and Zhao Rou happened to hear it.

"Young sister, hahaha..."

"Haha, Roumei......"

Looking at Zhao Zhengping who was talking in his sleep, Zhao Rou was full of joy at first. She just felt that Brother Ping had himself in his heart, and he could even dream about himself.

He gently stroked Zhao Zhengping's cheek. Suddenly, without knowing what he was dreaming about, Zhao Zhengping woke up suddenly and shouted.

"evil creature............."

Seeing this, Zhao Rou opened her mouth to comfort her, while Zhao Zhengping hugged Zhao Rou and said.

"Young sister, you really scared me to death. I dreamed that you died and then turned into a ghost..."

Ok? ? ?

Zhao Rou, who was originally full of joy, was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Zhao Zhengping blankly and said.

"So you just dreamed that I died?"

"Yeah, I'm sad."

sad? Secretly gritting his teeth, don't mention how happy you were smiling just now.

The joy in her heart turned into anger in an instant, without hesitation. With Zhao Rou's temper, she would of course draw her sword and kill.

When Zhao Zhengping saw this, he quickly got out of the way, and then the two of them fought together.

In the kitchen below, Xu Jie and others looked at Zhao Zhengping and his wife who were fighting fiercely and chatted casually.

"What's the reason this time?"

"I don't know, the fight suddenly started."

"Let them be."

They would pull it before, but now, Xu Jie and others said they are used to it.

Just at this time, Li Dazui walked in with the Wenyuan Peak disciple.

"Brother."

"What's wrong?"

"Junior brother Wenyuan Feng encountered a demon cultivator and was slightly injured. He will probably need to recover for a few days."

"Just arrange a room for him."

This is all a trivial matter. Upon seeing this, this Wenyuan Peak disciple also quickly bowed his hands and shouted respectfully to Xu Jie and other direct disciples.

"Thank you, brother."

Ye Changqing, who was on the side, looked at this Wenyuan Peak disciple with a strange expression.

Are you saying this is a Wenyuan Peak disciple? Isn’t Wenyuan Peak a Confucian cultivator?

This figure is incredibly tall and strong, right? He's over two meters tall. His arms are as thick as his thighs, right?

Are you sure this is not a Longxiang Peak disciple? But a disciple of Wenyuan Peak?

No, when it comes to Longxiang Peak, when they don't activate the Jiuzang Secret Technique, they all look more like Confucian cultivators.

His whole body is covered with muscles, he wears an animal skin vest, and his face is rough. Would you say such a person is a disciple of Wenyuan Peak?

Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until the disciple left that Ye Changqing asked Xu Jie.

"Are all Wenyuan Peak disciples like this?"

"Ok?"

He didn't react at first, but soon Xu Jie understood what Ye Changqing meant and smiled.

"You may not think that these Wenyuan Peak disciples are all very tall, but they are all genuine Confucianism cultivators. They have read the Analects of Confucius and the Spring and Autumn Period. What they are best at is literary fighting. They are all very sharp-tongued."

Ok? ? ?

Listening to Xu Jie's introduction, Ye Changqing suddenly thought of a certain ancestor in his previous life, Confucius.

As the ancestor of literati, Confucius seemed to be like this, traveling around the world and educating the world.

It is said that he has three thousand juniors under his command... No, disciples, disciples.

I am also very powerful and can conquer the entire country.

Doesn’t the Wenyuan Peak look a bit similar now?

Because literati like literary fights, you must make the other party calm down and listen to you, so......................

Ye Changqing glanced at Xu Jie strangely, curled his lips and said.

"Third Senior Brother, do you think this is a sharp tongue?"

"What if this is not the case? We at the Literary Academy Peak have never lost in a literary battle among the major literary academies in Eastern Continent. Our verbal skills are the best in Eastern Continent. Every time we say something, the other party is speechless."

"Are you sure you are speechless or afraid to speak?"

For a moment, I still couldn't understand the meaning of Ye Changqing's words.

Shenjian Peak was still lively here, and near Yuanshan Mountain, Juexin and the others also arrived first with a group of disciples from Putuo Temple.

Not only did the disciples of Putuo Temple not have the slightest objection to coming to Yuanshan to be stationed, but they also enthusiastically signed up. Every one of them was extremely excited.

Even fighting for a spot is not surprising at all.

You must know that this is for the Taoist sect to guard. According to common sense, the disciples should be very resistant.

But who would have thought that these disciples would actually request to come one by one.

Even after being rejected by Juexin and others, he still looked depressed.

In the end, the disciples who were selected seemed to have been injected with blood.

As soon as they arrived at Ape Mountain, these disciples said excitedly.

"By the way, when will the people from the First Sect come?"

"The abbot said it will be soon, it will only be in the next few days."

"Haha, okay, this time I must have a bite of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall. The little monk's golden bell is already complete."

"Dacheng, what are you talking about? My dragon-capturing hand has already transformed into the realm. This time, the little monk will definitely have a bite of this meal."