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

Zhao Mingyu turned around and saw Yan Zhiyin's excited eyes.

I subconsciously took my hand back. Although I didn't understand why the other person did that, I always felt that this look was not a good thing!

"What, what's wrong?"

"Ah! No, no, just keep going." Yan Zhiyin felt a little embarrassed after being caught red-handed.

I don’t know why Zhao Mingyu was also a little embarrassed, but Zheng Jiushi was the only one who didn’t notice anything.

Yan Zhiyin was about to say something when a large group of people suddenly arrived.

"This is it, this is it!"

"That smell is right here, look, there's a stall over there!"

"It smells so good!" It already smelled good but it smelled even better when it got here.

That’s right, these people were attracted by the fragrance and followed it little by little.

Yan Zhiyin was stunned when she saw so many people, but she reacted quickly and immediately took out the dough that she had kneaded earlier in the space to fry dough sticks.

Some people saw that they were falling behind and thought that they should be able to fly with swords now that they had left the sect, so they started one by one and came to Yan Zhiyin's stall.

"Fuck! You have no moral principles." After saying that, he also started to circulate his spiritual power.

When the remaining monks saw so many people, no one wanted to stay behind. Some flew on swords, while others directly used teleportation talismans to flash away. In short, they were like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

The sword cultivator who arrived first had already started ordering food. After Yan Zhiyin's introduction, he ordered one portion of each flavor, and Yan Zhiyin accepted all of them.

The monks behind arrived at almost the same time and all surrounded Yan Zhiyin.

It’s too messy, it’s really too messy!

"Please line up, fellow brothers and sisters! It will be difficult for me to operate if you do this." Yan Zhiyin reminded.

The people who were arguing were stunned. They felt a little embarrassed when being stared at by those eyes. For some reason, they lined up quietly.

The people in front were so self-conscious, and the monks who arrived later followed suit. They couldn't outrun others, so they recognized them.

"Okay, okay, Junior Sister, what on earth is this food of yours? It smells so good. The whole sect is filled with the fragrance of your food."

"You probably haven't eaten soy milk and fried dough sticks. When I was in the secular world, I liked to study these foods.

I don’t have any crystals to practice with, and I don’t know how to do anything else, so I just want to make some food to see if anyone will buy it!”

Yan Zhiyin was packing for the people in front of her while frying the dough sticks. It didn't take much effort because she had already kneaded the dough, so she just needed to control the heat.

"No wonder, no wonder." Some cultivators lamented that it seemed that they had never returned since they came to Lingyun Sect. It had been at least a hundred years since they returned. They really didn't know what to eat in this secular world.

"I was worried that no one would buy it, but I didn't expect so many brothers and sisters to come suddenly." Yan Zhiyin said with some surprise.

"This smells so good, how come no one wants to buy it? I've never felt hungry before, but I want to eat it just by smelling this. Junior sister, you made it so delicious."

One of the female monks spoke, silently paying attention to the movements of Yan Zhiyin's hands, as if wondering when it would be her turn.

"Yes, this smell is so good that I have no concentration at all. Every time I try to concentrate, I fail. I almost go crazy!"

An elder brother spoke with lingering fear.

Yan Zhiyin felt very sorry the moment she heard this. This obsession was no joke.

This is why it is easiest to be ambushed while practicing. Even a moment of distraction may cost you your life.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t expect this to happen…” Yan Zhiyin had no intention of harming others. She would not take the initiative to harm others unless others harmed her. She couldn’t do it.

Therefore, when she heard that someone almost went insane because of her, her first reaction was to blame herself a little.

Seeing Yan Zhiyin like this, the elder brother rubbed his head a little embarrassedly: "What's the big deal? It's not your fault. The fact that I was affected shows that I lack self-control."

"I'm smart. Once I was distracted, I couldn't concentrate again." Another elder brother patted his chest.

Yan Zhiyin was amused.

Because there were so many people, Yan Zhiyin didn't want to tell everyone the taste, so she used her spiritual energy to condense words and hung them above the stall as before.

This way, the flavors are clear at a glance, and Yan Zhiyin doesn't need to go through the trouble of explaining them again.

When Zhao Mingyu and Zheng Jiushi saw so many cultivators, they quietly stepped aside.

Zheng Jiushi originally wanted to pack some to take back, but now it seems there is nothing left.

"Brother, do you think Junior Sister will come tomorrow?"

"Is that so? Didn't Junior Sister say it was to earn crystals?" Zhao Mingyu spoke uncertainly.

The presence of so many cultivators in Lingyun Sect in the middle of the night still alarmed the elders of various peaks. When they heard a group of disciples vying to buy food at the gate of Lingyun Sect, their faces turned green.

They are cultivators, not mortals. They want to fight against the laws of nature. They would not snatch resources for cultivation, let alone food. How could they have the nerve to snatch them?

Because of this, the peak master was approached, and the peak master approached the sect master.

When Xiao Yuanwu was notified to go over, he was still thinking, "Second Junior Brother is so powerful?" He was caught as soon as he arrived at his peak.

So before he had even sat down for a quarter of an hour he rushed to look for his second junior brother, only to find that all the junior brothers were there!

Their expressions became a little serious. Something big must have happened in the sect, and all the junior brothers had gathered together.

"Brother, you are here." The clan leader immediately called out respectfully when he saw Xiao Yuanwu. Although the eldest brother was a bit unreliable, he was very powerful! The junior brothers did not dare to provoke him.

Of course I would secretly laugh at him behind his back, but I never did it unless I was caught by the senior brother.

"Did something happen in the sect?" Xiao Yuanwu asked.

The sect is hard to describe: "Big Brother, you just came back from the mountain front gate!"

"Yeah! What's wrong?"

"Big Brother, I heard that a disciple was placing some food outside the gate and it attracted a lot of disciples in the sect to grab it. How can this be tolerated?" The leader of Yao Peak spoke first.

Xiao Yuanwu was stunned: "What's the big deal? The food is delicious. Junior brother can also try it."

"Senior Brother~" The clan leader was a little helpless. Why was Senior Brother still like this?

"Big Brother, the most important thing for a cultivator is cultivation. Now that all the disciples in the sect have gone out to eat, how can they cultivate?" The master of the Deacon Peak couldn't help but speak.

"Oh! I seem to have seen my junior brother's disciples, Mingyu and Jiushi." Xiao Yuanwu said casually.

"What!" Now the eyes of several fellow disciples were on the master of Deacon Peak.

"Why are they there?"

"Junior brother asked me, how should I know." Xiao Yuanwu shrugged, looking like he knew nothing.