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

Feeling the loss of longevity bit by bit, this feeling cannot be described in words at all.

Therefore, the two ancestors of the Qingyun Sect have only one idea at this time, which is to stay in seclusion and sleep in order to live a few more years.

Facing the ancestor who was in a bad mood, Chen Qingyu did not dare to be presumptuous, looking hesitant and tangled.

Seeing this, one of the ancestors ate a spiritual fruit and felt that his life span had been increased by a few days, which was better than being innocent.

"Tell me, what are you here for?"

"Oh, this disciple wants to ask the ancestor to take action."

"You want to strike first?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the two ancestors turned evil. This boy has no good intentions.

It’s not that there’s anything wrong with striking first. Even if you plan well, you might even get unexpected gains.

But if they take the lead, if nothing else, these two old guys are definitely the most dangerous.

When the time comes, the best outcome for Yu Mo and three others is that they will die together. The worst outcome is that they will be killed by Yu Mo and three others, while Yu Mo and three others will be seriously injured.

But no matter which result it is, it is unacceptable to them.

No matter how you look at it, they are all going to die.

Facing the unkind gaze of his ancestor, Chen Qingyu spoke quickly.

"No, no, that's not what I mean. It's because Daoyizong has behaved very strangely in the past two days. I guess there must be secrets hidden in Daoyizong."

"The disciples have already taken action in person before, but the spiritual city of Dao Yizong is heavily guarded and the disciples cannot enter, so I want to ask the ancestor to take action in person."

Chen Qingyu said truthfully, there was nothing we could do about it.

In his conjecture, as long as he could figure out the secret of Dao Yizong, he would be able to know what Dao Yizong wanted to do.

After hearing this, the eyes of the two ancestors finally softened a little, but they still did not agree immediately.

Weighing secretly in their hearts, the two of them were worried about the reactions of Yu Mo and the others.

To put it bluntly, I'm still timid.

Just like what Yu Mo said before, ancestors like them may be approaching the end of their lifespan, but many of them are very afraid of death.

This is also human nature. The longer we live, the more we fear death.

What's more, we are still standing at the top of Dongzhou, with endless resources and power in our hands. Who is willing to give up?

Seeing the ancestor's concerns, Chen Qingyu spoke softly.

"It's just an investigation. If Dao Yizong reacts violently, the worst we can do is give him some compensation."

So far, Dao Yizong has shown no signs of taking action. In Chen Qingyu's opinion, it is impossible for a war between the two sects to break out just because of this trivial matter, right? Some of it doesn’t make sense.

After hearing this, they pondered for a while, and finally the two ancestors nodded.

"I and I will take action on this matter, but I can't guarantee that it will be successful. If Yu Mo and the other two..."

There is no explanation, but the meaning is already clear.

Once Yu Mo and the others react too much, they will stop immediately.

Hearing this, although Chen Qingyu felt a little dissatisfied, he still nodded in response.

Then he respectfully exited the residence of the two ancestors.

The next day, at the poetry meeting, I looked at where Dao Yizong was. There was only one handyman disciple sitting alone, and everyone's mouths twitched.

This is too much of a lie. After all, you had a companion before. Why the hell are you here alone today? Moreover, what the hell is body refining realm cultivation?

"What are you looking at? Let's get started."

And this handyman disciple said with an unhappy look on his face that he was sent to participate in the Dongwen Poetry Association just because he was the weakest. If he was strong enough, he could bully others?

After hearing this disciple's unkind words, there was a sudden sound of grinding teeth.

There is no doubt that if this was not a disciple of the Taoist Sect, the people in the Dongwen Palace would have killed him long ago.

What comes next is not surprising......

"Admit defeat."

"will not."

"surrender."

"Can you please hurry up."

"Why don't the Confucian and Taoist leaders just give it to you?"

"enough."

In the end, the coach of Dongwenwengong couldn't bear it anymore and kicked the disciple out directly.

However, when he heard that he was going to be kicked out, this disciple not only didn't get angry at all, but instead said with a look of surprise.

"Really?"

Ok? ? ?

I'm telling you to get lost, what are you so happy about?

Then, before anyone from the East Literature Palace could take action, the disciple jumped out on his own.

"Goodbye."

For a moment, everyone was confused. This disciple of the sect must be sick.

How do they know that this disciple is happy and can finally go back to grab food? Although there is little hope, he must try it.

Without the Wenyuan Peak, the next poetry meeting would naturally be dominated by the East Literature Palace. However, all the powerful people in the East Literature Palace found it boring.

Under such circumstances, what would happen even if we take down the leader of Confucianism and Taoism? Who would agree with them, the leader of Confucianism and Taoism?

Not much happened during the day, especially for Dao Yizong, who lived a lively and peaceful life.

In the evening, after dinner, the disciples began to practice individually.

And just in the night, two figures appeared outside Lingcheng, and they were the two ancestors of Qingyun Sect.

Looking at each other, the two immediately cast their spells and entered the formation without anyone noticing.

The ninth-level formation is still useful for saints, but it is not very useful for great saints, at least they have reached the saint level.

Sneaking into Lingcheng quietly, he did not dare to let go of his holy thoughts because he was worried that Yu Mo and the others would find out.

We can only hide in the dark and search silently.

But along the way, the two of them gradually became numb.

The disciples of this sect are practicing too hard. No, this can no longer be described as hard. They are just playing with their lives.

You must know that no matter what kind of cultivation, whether it is magic, physical body, or cultivation, some methods are dangerous.

Severe cases may even be life-threatening.

Ordinary methods are not dangerous, but the progress is average, while special methods are more dangerous, but the same progress is faster.

This is a matter of trade-offs, it depends on how you choose.

However, most people will choose methods that are not so dangerous. After all, it is just a simple practice, and it does not mean risking one's life.

But the disciples of the Taoist sect are different. The methods used by almost everyone are life-threatening, and they are dangerous no matter how dangerous they are. Anyway, the two ancestors of the Qingyun sect have never seen anything like this in their lives. .

"What the hell, what a bunch of lunatics."

One of the ancestors cursed silently, it doesn't matter if one or two are crazy, but looking at it, it is outrageous to see that they are all crazy.

As for the other ancestor, he couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.

"You can't survive without being crazy. Perhaps this is why Dao Yizong has always been able to remain number one in East Continent."

Just imagine, if a disciple dares to risk his life like this even in normal cultivation, how can he not make rapid progress? Can the sect be strong?

Anyway, Qingyun Sect can't do it, and even if they strictly require it, the disciples below probably won't dare.

Unlike the disciples of the Taoist Sect, they all do so voluntarily.