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

After stating his identity and purpose of coming, Master and Disciple Qingshi was released directly.

The two passed through the mountain gate, entered the Divine Sword Peak, and walked along the steps to the top of the mountain.

But just as the two of them were going up the mountain, there was a sudden vibration on the ground.

"Master."

Xiao Wang Yao felt the vibration on the ground and turned to look at Qingshi in confusion, while Qingshi frowned slightly.

This is the sound of someone running, and there are quite a few of them. What is going on?

Not long after, at the end of their sight, a black torrent rushed over quickly. When they got closer, they realized that it was many disciples of the Divine Sword Peak.

Qingshi pulled Wang Yao to the side and looked at the many Divine Sword Peak disciples chasing each other and sprinting madly. Qingshi was confused.

"Did something happen?"

It is abnormal for so many Divine Sword Peak disciples to gather together and rush to the foot of the mountain desperately.

Moreover, what is even more strange is that each of these disciples has wounds on their bodies, and they are even yelling.

"Don't squeeze me."

"Look at my flowing steps."

"Why do you have the nerve to show off your entry-level Liu Guang Bu to make people look embarrassed? It's better for Senior Brother to show you his skills."

"Want to leave? Have you asked me? Look at the sword."

While running, some disciples couldn't help but take action. For a moment, many Divine Sword Peak disciples were running and taking action, fighting together.

"Master, are they sparring?"

Looking at this messy scene, Xiao Wang Yao asked doubtfully. In response, Qingshi's mouth twitched and he replied uncertainly.

"probably."

It does look like they are competing, but there is no running and competing at the same time, and it seems that the goal is the same.

The strange behavior of many disciples left Qingshi confused for a while.

But it wasn't over yet. Soon, figures appeared in the sky.

Inner disciples, deacons, and even elders rushed across the sky one by one.

Moreover, these deacons also attacked each other and fought together.

Various spells are constantly attacking the opponent.

This scene made Qingshi dumbfounded. Something was wrong with this Divine Sword Peak. What was going on.

Forget about the disciples sparring, the deacons also started fighting, and the elders were in such a hurry to go somewhere.

No one paid attention to Master Qingshi and his disciples. Many disciples rushed past them, but no one paid attention to them.

When it's time to eat, who has time to care about other things? It's time to grab a seat.

Xiao Wang Yao said strangely as he looked at the Divine Sword Peak disciples running past him.

"Master, did the disciples of Divine Sword Peak practice like this before? It feels so cruel. Look, these disciples all have injuries on their bodies."

This time Qingshi didn't know how to answer, before? How could the Divine Sword Peak be like this in the past?

Each of these disciples are like crazy demons.

It was really strange. He shook his head. Qingshi couldn't understand, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He would ask when he saw Hong Zun.

After all the disciples ran over, Qingshi took Wang Yao and continued walking to the top of the mountain.

Outside the kitchen, there was no surprise another big battle.

The disciples didn't say much at all, and immediately started fighting together when they met.

Not to mention, in just a few days, everyone's strength has improved significantly, whether it is the handyman disciples, the outer disciples, or even the inner disciples.

There may not be any big breakthroughs in cultivation, after all, the time is too short, but there is definitely a significant improvement in the use of magic, and the shots are even faster, accurate, and ruthless. The improvement in actual combat ability is huge.

"Junior brother, you still need to practice your sun-piercing sword technique, so go ahead."

Two inner disciples fought fiercely together, using the same swordsmanship, but one of them had only reached a small level of success, while the other had already achieved a great level.

So there is no doubt that this disciple was stabbed by a sword and failed to withdraw from the competition.

His face was full of unwillingness.

"Damn it, have you broken through to the Dacheng realm?"

"That's right, so I'm determined to eat today's meal, senior brother."

I was so angry in my heart that I secretly swore that I would try my best to achieve the breakthrough of Guanri Sword Technique as soon as possible.

The battle was fierce, and as the battle ended, the disciples who had grabbed their positions lined up in different teams.

At the same time, Ye Changqing also prepared meals.

Everyone was covered in blood, but no one cared at this time, excitedly waiting for the meal.

"Okay, okay, Junior Brother Changqing's skills have improved again."

"The effect is stronger than before. I feel like my injuries will recover faster."

Each disciple was like an evil ghost reincarnated, holding a big bowl and devouring it.

It seems that if you eat slowly, you will be snatched away.

After the meal was finished, the disciples washed the dishes skillfully, cleaned them up, and then left one after another.

When leaving, I didn't forget to show off to my companions who didn't get a seat.

"Junior brother, let me tell you, today's stir-fried pork is even more delicious than before. It's a pity that you didn't get it."

"I'm satisfied. I can eat Junior Brother Changqing's food every day. I feel like I have nothing left to pursue."

"I've been eating for three days in a row. Alas, such a life is so happy and boring."

Listening to these words, the teeth of those disciples who did not grab the position were all chattering, and they were chattering. Wait until next time, I will chop you down with a sword and let you watch me eat.

After sending away the disciples, Ye Changqing habitually opened his personal panel.

[Host: Ye Changqing. 】

[Identity: A handyman disciple of Dao Yizong. 】

[Cultivation: Introduction to Chongmai Realm (/)]

[Exercise: Mingxin Jue, Perfection (/)]

[Spell: Shadow Knife, Perfection (/)]

[Seven Star Steps, Perfection (/)]

[Lingbi, Dacheng (8657/)]

[Fame: Fame gradually emerges. 】

[Talent: Intermediate level (/)]

[Root Bone: Upper Middle Grade (3016/)]

[Comprehension: Top-grade mid-level (/)]

The cultivation level has not been improved, but the Shadow Blade and Seven Star Steps have been perfected, and the bone has also broken through to the upper middle level.

This speed is already very fast, after all, it has only been a few days.

"not bad."

After resting for a while, Ye Changqing began to practice every day.

On the other side, Hong Zun, who returned to his residence from the kitchen, saw master and apprentice Qingshi from a distance.

"Why are you here, old guy?"

"I was just passing by and came to see you."

The two of them were very familiar with each other, so they naturally spoke without any scruples. When they were invited into the cave, Qingshi asked strangely.

"Where did you go?"

When they came, Hong Zun was not there. Not only Hong Zun, but also the entire mountaintop area was empty. The elders were not there, and a few direct disciples were not there either. It seemed that only Zhao Zhengping's cave was occupied.

However, the cave was closed and he was probably in retreat, so Qingshi didn't bother him.

No one was in good condition, Qingshi asked casually out of curiosity, but after hearing this, Hong Zun said hesitantly.

"I didn't go anywhere, just strolling around for a while."

Subconsciously, he wanted to conceal Ye Changqing's existence, but Qingshi obviously didn't believe it. They were old friends. Is what this old drunkard said true or false? Could he not tell?