Food: I ascended to heaven in the world of cultivation by setting up stalls!

The fragrance filled the entire sect. Every time the monks in meditation tried to concentrate, the fragrance seemed to consciously drill into their noses, and they almost went crazy, but finally came out of their meditation.

Smelling the fragrance that filled the room: "What is this? Why can it smell so good and arouse appetite?"

Such people have only one fragrance that no one can avoid wherever it goes, and everyone is attracted by this sudden fragrance.

There was also an old man who had been away for many years. He was almost at his mountain peak when he smelled the fragrance and decisively flew towards the place where the fragrance came from on his sword.

With a whoosh, he arrived at the gate of Lingyun Sect and appeared in front of Yan Zhiyin: "What is this?"

"Shit!" Yan Zhiyin fell off the recliner and landed on the ground.

The old man was attracted by Yan Zhiyin's attention and their eyes met. Yan Zhiyin fell to the ground and felt pain in her butt!

The old man shook his head and said, "You are such a naive little kid that you can be scared like this." His words were full of disgust.

Yan Zhiyin finally got up from the ground in a mess and received such a comment, with a cracked expression.

What does it mean to be inexperienced? How could she not be frightened when a living person suddenly appeared in front of her, dressed in white in the middle of the night, just like Sadako.

"You are mumbling and cursing at me?" The old man who was originally in front of the stall appeared in front of Yan Zhiyin again.

"No, no." Yan Zhiyin covered her frightened heart and stepped back repeatedly, still complaining in her heart about why this person kept flashing around.

Zhao Mingyu and Zheng Jiushi saw who was coming and were shocked at first, then they quickly came up to the old man and saluted.

"Zhao Mingyu, a disciple of Deacon Peak, and Zheng Jiushi, a disciple of Deacon Peak, greet Uncle Master Xiao."

The old man then noticed that there were two people here. After seeing who they were, he nodded slightly: "Is your master okay?" Xiao Yuanwu asked casually.

"Thank you for your concern, Master is doing well." Zhao Mingyu nodded and replied.

This little old man is Xiao Yuanwu, the leader of Lingyun Sect's No. 1 War God Jian Peak. It is well known that Jian Peak is so powerful that he can travel the world with a sword and no one can defeat him.

If we were to say who Lingyun Sect's ancestor Lingyun was most satisfied with, it would be his eldest disciple Xiao Yuanwu.

But Xiao Yuanwu doesn't like being the sect leader. Although he is powerful and the number one in Lingyun Sect, he just likes to eat, drink and have fun, like a naughty boy.

Helplessly, ancestor Ling Yun passed the position of sect leader to his second disciple Qi Hengzhi. After that, he went into seclusion and realized that his realm had loosened and might be rising. Sure enough, after ancestor Ling Yun had been in seclusion for five hundred years, he finally broke through the last level and ascended to the upper realm.

Since then, no one has ascended to heaven!

The masters of each peak in Lingyun Sect are all fellow disciples. Originally, there was no Sword Peak. Xiao Yuanwu did not want to be a peak master but his fellow disciples would not let him. Finally, he had no choice but to build a Sword Peak himself. However, no one could force him to accept disciples, and if he wanted to accept anyone, he would only accept those who were destined to be with him.

Therefore, there are only six people in Jianfeng, including the peak master Xiao Yuanwu.

"Girl, you haven't answered me what this is?" the old man asked, pointing at the fried dough sticks.

Yan Zhiyin knew that this little old man was no simple matter when he silently appeared in front of her. When she heard the two people calling him uncle-master, she became more certain of her previous thoughts.

"Um, hello, senior!" Yan Zhiyin didn't know the man, so she didn't know what to call him. She could only call him senior: "These are some food I made myself. They are delicious. Do you want to try them?"

The old man came closer to the soy milk and smelled it. This was the smell that was very fragrant. He didn't know what the yellow thing was, but it looked fragrant too.

Xiao Yuanwu likes these rare things: "Then try it!"

"Okay! Senior, I don't know what flavor you like. I have sour, spicy, and fruity fried dough sticks. And this is soy milk, which has original and sweet flavors. I don't know what you like?"

As soon as he heard that I wanted to try Yan Zhiyin, he immediately changed his service mode and actively introduced his own things.

The old man thought about it and didn't know what to order. He turned to look at the two people standing next to him and asked, "Did you just eat?"

Zhao Mingyu and Zheng Jiushi nodded: "Yes, Uncle Master!"

"Which flavor is better?" the old man asked expectantly.

After hearing this, the two of them struggled for a long time but couldn't come up with an idea!

No! Yan Zhiyin was anxious watching from the side. Weren't these two eating well just now? Why can't they say it now?

"What? It's not delicious?" The old man asked twice, and then looked at the fried dough sticks and soy milk in the stall in confusion. They smelled delicious, how could they not taste good?

"No, no!" When the two saw that their uncle had misunderstood, they hurriedly explained: "It's not that it doesn't taste good, it's that it's so delicious that we don't know how to choose." Zheng Jiushi spoke first.

Zhao Mingyu then said in a tangled manner: "If I really have to choose, I like sour fried dough sticks and sweet soy milk!"

"In that case, let's get one of each flavor!" The old man thought that since they were all delicious, he might as well try them all. As the master of a peak, couldn't he buy some food?

Yan Zhiyin heaved a sigh of relief after hearing what the two said, and then heard the old man's words and immediately responded happily: "Okay, senior, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon!"

Yan Zhiyin started to operate it as she spoke, and it was a simple process that only took a minute.

"All right?"

"Okay!" Yan Zhiyin nodded sincerely. How much time would be wasted if it had already been done? However, this little old man definitely didn't understand!

The old man didn’t know which of the three to take first: “No table?” The old man discovered another problem.

Yan Zhiyin also looked at the empty door: "No."

After hearing this, the old man didn't say anything, but just silently took out a table and chairs from the space.

It was obvious at first glance that the table was not an ordinary item. No one knew what it was made of. It looked like jade but not quite. Anyway, Yan Zhiyin didn't know.

After the old man sat down, Zhao Mingyu and Zheng Jiushi were very considerate and brought the prepared soy milk and fried dough sticks to the glass table.

The old man waved his hand and said, "Go back and stand there quickly. If your master finds out, you'll have to stand there for a few more days!"

Zhao Mingyu and Zheng Jiushi blushed: "Yes!"

The two were originally disciples of the master of Deacon Peak, and they were punished to guard the gate here.

With the immortal master here, Yan Zhiyin doesn’t know whether to sit or stand, and doesn’t know what to do!

This old man gave her the feeling that he was even more powerful than the previous Jindan cultivator, and he could take her life with just a few moves.

The old man probably saw it too: "Girl, do whatever you want!"

"Okay, thank you, senior!" Yan Zhiyin nodded and sat back on the recliner. This time he did not lie down, but secretly observed the old man's expression.

The old man had his back to Yan Zhiyin. He couldn't resist the smell any longer and took a sip of the soy milk. As soon as he took a sip of the soy milk, he discovered the secret.

He nodded and tried the fried dough sticks. The yellow one was also delicious.

The most important thing is not that it tastes good but that this food actually has the effect of restoring spiritual energy, which he has never seen before.