[Sword Ranbu] Sword Cultivation Judge

Ye Sansan is 463 years old this year.

But she looks like she's only 13 years old.

Whoever made it so hard back then, only felt that he had outstanding talent. At the age of 8, he established a foundation and 13 golden cores, which completely fixed his form.

Now 438 is half-step to become a god.

at that time.

The Luofeng Mountain is covered with dark clouds, and the purple lightning that appears from time to time in the dark clouds is daunting.

Ye Sansan only took one look, then sighed.

I went to the kitchen built with thatch and wood in the back mountain.

That was the house manually created by Ye Sansan's master, Ye Zhiqiu.

There are all modern kitchen utensils inside, and of course there are ancient versions of the stove.

But Ye Sansan is an idiot in life, he can't even use all kinds of modern high-tech kitchen utensils, let alone a stove.

Forget it.

Ye Sansan shook his head, turned on the gas switch, and heated the pot with oil.

Then I didn't pay attention... poured half a barrel of oil.

Ye Sansan raised her eyebrows, she remained calm, without any change in her expression, because she felt that the amount of oil was completely normal.

At least every time the master eats the food she cooks, he thinks it tastes okay, doesn't he?

Then the green vegetables are mixed with oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, poured down together, and stewed in a pot without any order at all.

So is this sautéed greens or fried greens?no one knows.

Make sure that the food is cooked, and there is a smell in the air, Ye Sansan simply thinks that it should be the smell of food.

Anyway, as long as it has a taste, it is food if you can eat it.

perhaps……

Ye Zhiqiu stayed in an open space on the top of the mountain, which he deliberately cut out with his own natal weapon with a single sword.

Looking at the densely covered dark clouds in the sky, as well as the thunder and lightning flashing through them, he sighed directly, and felt that his mentality had changed a lot.

No matter how much I suppressed him now, Lidujie would only take three months at most.

After three months, what will Ye Sansan do?Just thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable.

The apprentice who has worked so hard to raise such a big disciple has to be separated from himself. It is estimated that it will be impossible to get together again in this degenerate era after 800 years of cultivation.

Of course that's not the point.

The point is that if he rises after crossing the catastrophe, what will happen to Ye Sansan who is left behind, and how will he take care of himself?

Just thinking about it already made the thousand-year-old old man feel restless.

Especially when the tip of the nose smells something weird.

"Master, the meal is ready. I cooked a lot today, which is definitely enough for you to eat."

Knowing that his master is about to cross the catastrophe, once the two separate, it is impossible to see each other again in a short time.

Ye Sansan was very filial and decided to prepare a big meal for his master Ye Zhiqiu.

Although she thinks she is not good at cooking, but every time the master eats the food she cooks, he only says it is okay.

Now the food that came directly from the pot, with the strange color and gas inside, was brought over.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the bubbling food in the pot, probably it could be called food.

I felt a stomachache.

Should I be thankful that I have lived for thousands of years, and now I have reached the period of crossing the catastrophe, and I am about to cross the catastrophe?

I'm also glad that Sansan's idea of ​​cooking food came after she had a baby?

Otherwise, if I ate that kind of exaggerated food during the Nascent Soul Stage, I might have passed away a long time ago.

There is no need to go to the immortal world to visit the Buddhists who are particularly interested in you, and you can go to the Western Paradise directly.

"Master, we have been farewell since then, and we don't know when we will see each other again. I have already pulled out all the vegetables grown in the back mountain.

Although there is only one pot now, if you think it is not enough, I can make another pot for you at any time. "

Ye Sansan looked at the food in the pot, wondering if there was a little less food?

If the master is not full, it will be a sin.

Ye Zhiqiu had a look of dish color, which was slightly better than the color in the pot, "Enough is enough, there is no need for more, this food is enough for me, master. I am old, so I don't care much about my appetite."

"So why did you go down the mountain last month and buy a whole bunch of rotisserie chicken to stuff in your storage bag?

Even decades ago they specialized in storage bags that didn't change when things were put in and taken out. "

Ye Sansan showed it off with a blank expression on his face, and there was no expression on his slightly immature face, looking a little dull, but...

Still so cute.

Ye Zhiqiu felt so emotional in his heart.

It's a pity.

"So this is why you expose me openly? I am an elder, you should respect me."

Ye Zhiqiu felt that he had to establish his dignity as an elder, otherwise if he hadn't seen him for thousands of years, what would he do if the little apprentice forgot about him?

"It's not because of this matter that I want to expose you, but because you pay attention to your appetite."

Ye Sansan didn't care about the performance of his words, because the concept that her master was a psychopath had already penetrated into her heart.

Many years ago, Ye Zhiqiu and Ye Sansan were not the only ones on the mountain.

Ye Sansan also has many senior brothers and sisters.

Ye Sansan is the youngest of Ye Zhiqiu's apprentices.

It was purely picked up by Ye Zhiqiu in a bloody plot on a snowy winter day.

Then when he grew up, he found that he was very talented, so he accepted him as an apprentice.

Although in Ye Sansan's elder brother, Mo Feng's opinion, the reason Ye Sansan was brought back was just that the neurotic master wanted to accept a talented apprentice to inherit his mantle.

There is no way, who told all the juniors, including myself, that although they are talented in cultivation, they can only learn secular skills but cannot enter the way of cultivating immortals.

Of course, what came out of the mouth of the neuropathy master was, "You people are all attached to the secular world, so you don't have a heart to leave the world, and you have never understood the hardships and difficulties of cultivators.

Especially us sword cultivators, who are constantly swinging swords in the cold winter, even if you can persevere, but... who can prevent you from drawing energy into your body, hehehehehe. "

Because of these original words, the senior brother felt that the master was a psychopath.

And told this guess to the younger brothers and sisters below.

Especially when Ye Sansan had been indoctrinated with this concept since childhood.

Therefore, any performance in the face of the master is normal.

How can normal people care about neuropathy?

"Okay, okay, if you know it, don't expose it." Ye Zhiqiu clenched his fists next to the clip, making a cat-like gesture.

Ye Sansan expressed that he couldn't bear to look directly, and pushed the pot in front of him.

Ye Zhiqiu: ...I asked you to take the pot away from me, not to push it in front of me!

Under the staring eyes of the little apprentice, Ye Zhiqiu just ate the pot of food that had been engraved into his soul.

And then foaming at the mouth.

Ye Sansan: "Master, is the food today so delicious?"

Who told Ye Sansan to make the food for the first time, because Ye Zhiqiu took into account her pure heart, and ate that devilish food,

After foaming at the mouth, she smiled firmly and said that it was because it was so delicious that it made me foam at the mouth, and then this concept was deeply rooted in her heart.

At this time, she was wondering if the master likes my food so much?Is this pot not enough?

Shall I make another copy?

As a result, Ye Zhiqiu, who had recovered from his senses over there, walked over.

"Little apprentice, I'm about to cross the tribulation and become an immortal, so I always have to leave you. No matter how worried I am, I still have to separate."

Ye Zhiqiu sighed, and the inexplicably sad surrounding atmosphere became sad, the sound of bamboo leaves being blown down by the wind in the bamboo forest seemed to have a sad breath.

"If that's the case, it's better to separate early and get used to this separation early."

As soon as Ye Zhiqiu said this, he immediately lifted Ye Sansan who was sitting on the small wooden stool over there by his collar.

With Ye Sansan's confused face but not struggling, Ye Zhiqiu directly threw it down the mountain.

And before leaving, he said righteously, "You are already very old, no matter how small you look, you are not a child anymore, so let's experience it in the world.

The master is waiting for you in the fairyland. "

Ye Sansan shouted: "Master, I know, when you met those monks in the west when you were in the fairy world, you must not get too close to them.

I don't want to find out that you have become bald when I meet you next time. "

Hearing the voice echoing in the mountain stream, Ye Zhiqiu was almost so angry that he couldn't hold back his breath, and directly led Tian Jie over.

Sure enough, this stinky apprentice is bad!

After raising it for so many years, I don't know how to treat my master better, and I still prepare that kind of weird food for him every day.

Every now and then, he would tear through the heart of his old master.

It's just so uncute.

No wonder, I thought about it before I left.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that he wanted to cry a little bit, no matter what, he had been raised for hundreds of years, and it was better than relatives who were not relatives.

Now that we have parted, I just feel depressed and unbearable.

And Ye Sansan here made sure that his voice was heard by the master. Although the master didn't answer, Ye Zhiqiu, who has been listening to him, will definitely not become bald, right?

Thinking so, Ye Sansan summoned his natal flying sword from the spiritual sea.

Since the master said that he wants to enter the world to experience it, then he has experienced it, and it should be used to comfort the hearts of the elderly

It's just that Ye Sansan forgot one thing.

That is, she never went down the mountain.

And the geographical concept that Ye Zhiqiu instilled in him is completely Ye Zhiqiu's own original world.

Thousands of years ago, Ye Zhiqiu had a fight with a person that caused a gap in the space. To fill the gap, the two had to jump over to repair the gap by themselves, but they couldn't return to that world.

One of them was not talented, and after the Nascent Soul's thousand-year lifespan was exhausted, dust returned to dust.

Ye Zhiqiu persisted until he crossed the catastrophe, but he left a trace of cause and effect.

That is Ye Sansan.

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