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

But this time, the two of them looked a little embarrassed! They were still cursing.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yuanwu, as the eldest senior brother, spoke first. If the second junior brother was not around, he would not have cared about these trivial matters. When would Qi Hengzhi come out?

"The eldest senior brother is doing something shady." Xuanguan Ling complained aggrievedly.

The four of them looked at Fu Wu, asking what he had done to allow the third senior brother to break down his defense!

Xuanguan Ling is the third senior brother, but he has the gold spiritual root and is particularly fond of refining equipment. He spends almost all his time on it, so his cultivation is so low, not as high as his junior brothers such as An Yi and Zhen Lun.

But he didn't care. He just didn't have the authority of a senior brother. Instead, he acted like a child who hadn't grown up and often quarreled with his junior brothers.

However, Fu Wu expressed his innocence: "Third Brother, the eldest brother didn't say that we can't use external forces! You didn't think of using a spiritual weapon, so what if I used a teleportation talisman? Besides, third brother, didn't you use a spiritual weapon in the end!"

Fu Wu's words were well-reasoned and blocked Xuanguan Ling's heart: "You, you..."

"What's wrong, Third Senior Brother?" Fu Wu's attitude was still very good, as if whatever Third Senior Brother said was the truth.

But it just made Xuanguan Ling even angrier. He wasn't the kind of person who used his seniority to bully others: "It's okay!"

Xuanguan began to speak with a burst of spiritual energy, and he decided in his heart that he should pay more attention to cultivation in the future. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing if he could not outrun his fifth and sixth junior brothers, let alone his seventh junior brother.

"Well... I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay!" Xiao Yuanwu tried to smooth things over.

Xuanguan Lingxin reluctantly stood behind Fu Wu. He was as angry as he could be. He must not lose again tomorrow.

He was careless today. If you compare speed with him, he has many spiritual weapons that are related to speed. If he doesn't kill his seventh junior brother, he would not be named Xuan.

Xiao Yuanwu's was already ready, Yan Zhiyin packed it for him: "Master Xiaofeng, yours is ready!"

"Okay, thank you, little girl!" Xiao Yuanwu's attitude towards Yan Zhiyin remained the same as before, with no changes.

Because there were not many people around, Xiao Yuanwu took out the tables and chairs from the space and put them down just like on the first day. He then sat next to the cart and started eating happily.

Yan Zhiyin was also stunned when she saw this, and suddenly she remembered that she had only sat on the recliner she had prepared for her for a while on the first day of talking, and afterwards she didn't even have time to rest, let alone sit for a while.

Hey! Why am I a little envious?

Not to mention that several peak masters were envious, but they were not the eldest brother, so who would have time to prepare tables and chairs in the space?

Should they be prepared too?

Xiao Yuanwu didn’t know what they were thinking, but he had already eaten it.

At this time, Zang Fuming, who had the lowest cultivation level, finally arrived: "Senior Brothers, you are running too fast!" It took him a lot of good things to run here from his own mountain, all of which were obtained from Senior Brothers Xuan and Fu.

Then he consciously stood behind Xuanguan Ling.

Yan Zhiyin raised her eyebrows. Not to mention that she was quite self-aware, she was already at the back of the queue!

Xuanguan Ling sighed and put his hand on Junior Brother Zang's shoulder: "Eighth Junior Brother, you have to work hard in the future. When Junior Sister comes out of seclusion, it will be even more embarrassing if you can't compare to her!"

Zang Fuming thought about it and felt that it made sense, but his talent was not as high as that of his senior brothers. It was like this before, but how could he compete with them every day in the future? How could he face his junior sister? "

"Ahhhhhh! No, no, I must practice hard. I will be too ashamed to face anyone if I can't beat junior sister!" Zang Fuming shouted in his heart.

"Master Anfeng, you are fine!"

"Thank you!"

Then, An Yi came to Xiao Yuanwu with freshly baked soy milk and fried dough sticks: "Brother, brother,"

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't laugh so scaryly. It makes me unable to eat!" Xiao Yuanwu turned around in disgust.

Phew! Sorry, Yan Zhiyin really couldn't help it, the old man's words are still so funny!

Not only Yan Zhiyin but also several other peak masters were trying to hold back their laughter. Yan Zhiyin had discovered that these peak masters of Lingyun Sect looked very serious on weekdays but were actually more childish and funny than the other.

"Ahem.....Brother, can I sit down?"

"Sit down!" Xiao Yuanwu said indifferently.

"Hey! Thank you, senior brother!" An Yi was afraid that Xiao Yuanwu would go back on his word, so he quickly sat down.

"Ouch!" An Yi, who was happy the previous second, fell to the ground the next second.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Several peak masters and Yan Zhiyin all laughed heartily. It was really hilarious. Yan Zhiyin secretly complained in her heart that the fall was a bit ugly!

This Lord of Wan Peak used to be such a good-looking person, like a beautiful scene on a snowy night, but now after falling down, all Yan Zhiyin could think of was his embarrassment in falling down.

"Senior Brother?" An Yi looked at Xiao Yuanwu in disbelief, then secretly turned back to warn several senior and junior brothers, and the people behind him immediately stopped laughing.

Only Yan Zhiyin hadn't reacted yet and her laughter was still going on. Everyone else stopped laughing but she was the only one who was still laughing.

Yan Zhiyin closed her eyes while laughing, and suddenly the others were silent. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the person who fell was looking at her angrily.

The people in front of the stall looked at her with gloating eyes, and Yan Zhiyin was instantly embarrassed.

"Hahaha... I just like to laugh. You won't care about this too, right?" Yan Zhiyin looked at Anyi with an innocent face.

But because of Yan Zhiyin's words, the others couldn't hold back their laughter anymore. They were trying so hard to hold back their laughter that their faces turned red.

An Yi was helpless and had no way to deal with the opponent.

"Senior Brother?" He looked at Xiao Yuanwu doubtfully. It was all his fault that he was not prepared, otherwise he would not have fallen so badly and been laughed at by them.

"There's nothing I can do if it doesn't want to!" Xiao Yuanwu waved his hands innocently, and the chair that was under An Yi's butt just now flew behind Xiao Yuanwu arrogantly.

He was swaying around and it was obvious that he was trying to provoke An Yi.

Yan Zhiyin was so happy that he almost went crazy. Even the chair was bullying him, right?

An Yi looked constipated. He didn't expect that this chair was intelligent. He was fooled for no reason!

Humph! If he doesn't want to sit down, then don't sit down. He doesn't care. He will prepare a set of tables and chairs tomorrow.

Whoever wants to sit can sit!

"Xiaolu~ go back!" Xiao Yuanwu said, and the chair that was still acting so arrogantly behind him instantly went back obediently.

Yan Zhiyin was surprised. She knew this set of tables and chairs was new when she saw it on the first day, but she didn’t expect it to have intelligence. It’s rare to see something with intelligence.

And he is also called Little Face, which is probably named after his color! The name really fits his appearance.