Fast Time Travel: Rescue the Puppet Project

Chapter 253: Your Majesty, I can’t help myself ([-])
Chu Qing washed the pots and everything, and saw Yu Yao and A Yuan coming from the other side with a smile.

"They seem to get along pretty well."

Perhaps it was because the window paper was about to break, so Chu Qing pushed her from behind, and the two of them got close.

Ji Xuanqi said a nonchalant "hmm", so what if the two of them get along well?It has nothing to do with him.

If Chu Qing could be as soft as that little fish demon, the two of them might...

No, what was he thinking, didn't he bring her back to take care of her all the way because she was the one Bai Di wanted?Why does he have other thoughts now?
Chu Qing didn't notice Ji Xuanqi's expression, she was only thinking about filling her stomach now, so how could she think about such irrelevant things.

Holding up the firewood, Yu Yao asked, "What do you think of the ones we found?"

Chu Qing smiled and nodded: "That's enough. Sit down and rest. Next, I'll let you see what a mortal chef can do."

A Yuan glanced at her speechlessly: "I'm not afraid to flash my tongue when I talk big, Yaoyao, let's go and sit down."

Among the four of them, Chu Qing was the only one who needed to eat, and she was not afraid of being hungry, and she was the only one who suffered from hunger.

A Yuan thought that there was no psychological burden. In fact, he really wanted to chat more with Yu Yao, but the Venerable was sitting aside and the air pressure was too strong, so the two of them were not so relaxed.

Yu Yao is also in the same mind as A Yuan. If you want to say that the most relaxed people here are Chu Qing and Ji Xuanqi, one doesn't have to look at other people's eyes, and the other is very ignorant and doesn't care about other people's eyes.

"You can choose to cover your nose with something. I'm really afraid that you will grab my food for a while."

Just as Chu Qing put the things into the pot, she turned around and glanced at Ji Xuanqi, who was sitting upright. A Yuan, who was on the side, also drooped her eyes, wondering what she was thinking about. Essence, who knows how to cook, can't find a reason to leave Ji Xuanqi's aura.

"Well, Chu Qing, can I learn to cook by your side?"

She thought the cooking was actually quite good and smelled delicious. She had seen the disciples eating wild game secretly several times in the past, but it had never tasted as good as Chu Qing's cooking.

Chu Qing skimmed off the blood foam floating on the water, and looked at her: "Okay, as long as you want to learn, then I will teach you every day from now on. Before I didn't have bigu, I also had to cook."

Yu Yao smiled happily: "Then where will you cook in the future? I'll find you."

She also knew that the disciples in the canteen were targeting Chu Qing, so she was worried about her.

Chu Qing glanced at Ji Xuanqi, he didn't seem to have prepared pots and pans at the White Emperor's Palace, she still wanted to buy...

"It's in the canteen. I've let the head brother deal with those troublemakers. You can rest assured in the future."

Seeing that she was waiting for him to speak, Ji Xuanqi briefly explained the whereabouts of those people.

"Is that so! Will there be no one to cook after that?"

Chu Qing definitely didn't gloat, she didn't care what happened to those people at all.

"Yes, outer disciples don't think about making progress all day long, and they care about eating, drinking and having fun all day long, just like ordinary people, so I plan to cancel the benefits of the canteen, but new disciples still have to cook by themselves before foundation establishment, but After the foundation is established, you can't be so greedy, you should focus on cultivation!"

This is also Ji Xuanqi's warning to the disciples in the sect. Although there are no new disciples in the sect these years, it does not mean that these old disciples can really live in peace.

"During your foundation building period, there were demons making trouble at the foot of the mountain, and it was no longer the inner disciples who went there, but you disciples who passed the assessment, as an annual assessment item, to eliminate those evil spirits."

Ji Xuanqi is not sitting here doing nothing. He has already told the head brother these things through a thousand-mile sound transmission. The head brother thinks it is okay. The sect should be rectified, otherwise other sects will think that they have grown up. Leave something behind.

Therefore, in the next time, those outer disciples who are dawdling will have to reshuffle their cards. Those who still have a little hope will continue to stay in Changliu for strict supervision, and those who have no potential will be sent home, and they will never again. He is a long-term disciple.

He thought about it, Changliu used to be the head of all the immortal sects, not only because of their high recruitment standards, but also because their disciples not only have high aptitude but also practice diligently, and they have won glory for Changliu on many occasions. As it is now, only inner disciples are useful, and outer disciples are just decorations, just for the sake of numbers!

Regarding this situation, the leader is a bit embarrassed. After all, if you stay in the long term, you still need spiritual stones to support your livelihood. Disciples who have succeeded in fasting can save expenses, but what about new disciples? , Those outer disciples are really not up to par, but the family has given them a lot of spiritual stones. If they are all released, who will give them spiritual stones?
"What's so difficult about this?" Chu Qing felt very strange after knowing the conversation between Ji Xuanqi and the head of the sect, "Changliu is so good, it must be the first choice of other immortal cultivating families, and you have allowed them to stay in Changliu all the time because of this, How can it be good if you don’t recruit disciples in other places?”

To put it bluntly, Changliu is a private school, where everyone with money lives, and those who are really capable are only the disciples sent by those big families related to the upper world. They grew up from the pile of treasures. Give them all, and if you send them with a little better qualifications, you will be an excellent disciple. Ordinary cultivating families naturally exchange spirit stones for the opportunity for their disciples to be here.

Now it seems that they do not have much hope.

Chu Qing wondered: "Why not recruit disciples elsewhere? Is it too restrictive to only be in the west?"

A Yuan understood this matter very well, and replied: "Because the White Emperor ascended to become the Western Heaven Emperor in the end, and his miracles show that he does not accept disciples from families other than the West, we have no choice."

Baidi: I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!
Ji Xuanqi was robbed of his words, and did not argue with this young disciple. He just said: "I don't know whether Bai Emperor's miracle is real, but it is true that it has been passed down by the masters of the past generations."

What he didn't say was that he actually didn't think Bai Di really wanted this to be the case. He definitely wanted Changliu to flourish, so there was definitely something wrong with this miracle. The side branches living in the western realm came in and gave them some special care. In addition, Changliu was not something that other immortal sects could shake at will, so they didn't say anything.

Chu Qing thought of the legends she had seen occasionally: "If you can't recruit people, just don't recruit people. Doesn't Bai Emperor like to use birds as priests? Then you can recruit more bird disciples, which can be regarded as recruiting for Bai Emperor. There are a lot of new helpers, and it will be good to get credit in front of him when he ascends in the future."

As the White Emperor, Ying Zhi cannot be so stingy. Wait until she can go to the West Heaven Realm next time before asking what is going on.

Chu Qing was busy with her hands, and the meal was finally finished.

"Let's have dinner!"

She lifted the lid of the pot, and the faint fragrance turned into a strong fragrance, which directly rushed into the noses of the people next to her.

A Yuan's eyes widened, and he moved to the side of the pot: "What is this? Why is it so fragrant?"

"It's chicken soup." Chu Qing scooped up a spoonful of soup and showed him, "It's very ordinary chicken soup."

At this time, A Yuan really believed that Chu Qing could cook, because he sometimes passed the dining hall, and he had never smelled such a delicious chicken soup.

(End of this chapter)