The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

"It's time to eat dumplings!" The filial disciples brought the dumplings to the masters.

Because there were so many people, basically every apprentice would make a cover of dumplings for his own master to enjoy.

then……

Dongfang Kuang received a bowl of soup, while the leader of Tiangan Sect received a bowl of dry hard balls that looked like sheep poop.

The leaders of the Rongzhu Sect and the Leling Sect were relatively lucky as they received normal dumplings.

The leader of the Leling Sect picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the dumplings made by his apprentice, nodded with satisfaction, and then raised a very hungry face and asked with a smile, "Huh? Bailian Sect Leader, Tianqian Sect Leader, why don't you eat? Is it because you don't like eating dumplings by nature?"

Dongfang Kuang: "..."

Tianqian Sect leader: "..."

The leader of the Le Ling Sect: Damn it, for so many years, ever since he succeeded to the position of leader, the Le Ling Sect has always been subordinate to this bunch of rough guys. Finally, the day will come for him, the leader of the Le Ling Sect, to be proud of himself.

Who says that if there is no competition at the dinner table, it is not a Shura field?

Great!

The leader of Rongzhu Sect was very honest. He took a bite of the dumpling, stretched his neck to look at the other leaders, and commented frankly and scathingly, "Making dumplings is a job that tests your skills and thoughts. Our Tiezhu is a craftsman, and his first time making dumplings was pretty good!

Hehe, I never expected that I, a disciple of the Rongzhu Sect, have never been ranked high for all these years, but I actually beat you in making dumplings once!

I am a little happy. This is the first time since I became the lord of the clan that this has happened!"

Tianqian Sect leader: "..."

Bailian Sect's leader: "..."

Le Ling Sect leader: "..."

Yin Yuhuang poked her master's lower back with the handle of her axe, "Master, don't you want to try it? It will get cold soon."

Bailian Sect's leader Dongfang Kuang looked at his five disciples who were looking expectant, picked up the big bowl, took a big sip, smacked his lips, and then gulped down the whole bowl.

Dongfang Kuang burped, "Well, it's quite delicious! The soup my apprentice made for me is delicious!

This is to take care of Master's teeth, so that it can be absorbed and digested easily! Hahahaha...

Good! Very good!

Tiangan Sect Master, you should try it too! After all, it is the children's gift."

The leader of the Tiangan Sect's hands trembled slightly as he picked up the dumpling, put it in his mouth, and chewed... Hmm?

It seems that as long as you don’t look at the ugly appearance of the dumplings, you can eat them. At least, they are made by these children.

Chew, chew, chew... Soon, the bowl of dumplings was finished by the leader of Tiangan Sect. His expression eased a little, and when he looked at his disciples, there was a hint of tenderness on his face.

Bai Wuchang waited until everyone had started eating before he smiled and said, "Everyone, don't eat too much. The main course hasn't been served yet. I just wanted you to appreciate the cooking skills of my beloved disciple."

……

When Ying Dafa ate the dumplings made by his son for the first time, he was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes and he cried.

The head of the Rong family thought he was dirty, so he built a protective barrier to isolate himself from him.

The head of the Rong family tasted the dumplings made by Rong Yin and Rong Le with satisfaction, but he said, "In our Rong family, there are so many servants waiting on us that it is not their turn to cook. This is also the first time I have eaten dumplings made by the children themselves.

It is only in your Renxin Sect that they have this kind of experience of living a hard life, which is not bad. "

The head of the Yin family strongly disagreed, "No, no! Head Rong, I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about the hard times.

The wealth of the Renxin Sect is so great that even you, the Rong family, cannot compare to it.

It’s just that they are returning to their original nature!”

Rong Le also smiled and said, "Dad, I don't think this is a hard life. I am very happy and relaxed in Renxin Sect. I like to come to Renxin Sect to play!

Next time there is this event, I will come again!

Making dumplings, farming, feeding pigs, I like doing them all!"

Bai Wuchang praised, "What a simple and good child! This may be a medical practitioner who was delayed by the Tao!"

The head of the Rong family immediately scolded: "Rong Le, you are the young master of the Rong family, you should concentrate on practicing. Doing these useless things all day long is degrading yourself."

The words of the Rong family's patriarch made everyone put down their chopsticks and look at him.

Dongfang Kuang had already taken out his big axe, "What's the matter, Rong Laogou? It's New Year's Day, and you're looking for trouble? Believe it or not, I'll chop you to death!"

The leader of the Leling Sect also sighed, "Brother Rong, if you don't want to come, don't force yourself. Why bother? You are coming here uninvited, and you are also degrading yourself!"

The Si family patriarch said, “The Rong family patriarch is a music cultivator, and I’m afraid he doesn’t know much about us medical cultivators and medicine cultivators.

We tend to spiritual plants and refine medicine ourselves, which is also a way of practicing to comprehend the way of heaven and earth."

The Rong family's Patriarch wanted to speak, but was frightened by the Gou family's Patriarch and trembled, "Okay, well said! I respect the noble character of everyone in the Renxin Sect! Come, Sect Master Gou, I will toast to everyone in the Renxin Sect."

Rong Yin also raised his glass and said, "My father may have been seriously injured in the last battle and has not recovered yet. Please forgive me. I will drink three glasses of wine on my father's behalf to apologize to you all."

Just as the patriarch of the Rong family was about to open his mouth to curse, a hand forced something into his mouth that was extremely bitter and disgusting.

The hand that looked like a ghost's claw was still covering his mouth, preventing him from spitting out.

He struggled for a while but failed to break free and was trapped by a rope again. Another hand with spiritual power pinched his lower back and twisted his waist fiercely.

In pain, he was too weak to struggle and swallowed the unknown thing.

The head of the Rong family turned around in horror, and saw Yin Yucheng smiling with his head tilted, smiling at him very closely.

Qian Ren, who had just released the immortal rope, and Si Qingyu, who had strangled someone, had already sat back at the children's table.

"..." The head of the Rong family pointed at Yin Yucheng and found that he could not make a sound. Then, bubbles began to come out of his mouth.

Yin Yucheng said with satisfaction, "So this is the effect of the mushroom cloud."

The patriarch of the Yin family drank a glass of wine calmly. It was the first time he felt that his son's madness was quite good.

Finally, at midnight, everyone stood on the top of the mountain and lit hundreds of fireworks.

The sky is full of colorful and dazzling colors. The auspicious clouds blooming in the deep night sky illuminate the bright eyes of young people and also add a layer of warmth to the elders.

Si Qingyu clasped his hands together.

Yin Yuhuang asked, "What are you doing?"

Si Qingyu: "I'm making a wish! Make a wish towards the New Year's fireworks, and it will definitely come true!"

Dian Zan tilted his head and asked, "Really? Then I have to make a wish! I want to become a master who will be remembered for thousands of years in the world of cultivation! A celebrity of the generation!"

When others heard this, they followed suit.

Wang Tiezhu shouted to the sky: "I will definitely refine a peerless magic weapon!"

Rong Yin said, "I hope that I will be myself in the future, Rong Yin, no longer burdened with any shackles, and free forever!"

Kuang Zhan: "I want to be invincible in the world!"

Yin Yuhuang: "Then I just want to be good friends with everyone forever!"

Lu Zhantian: "Long live friendship!"

Chi Baobao: "I want to have endless delicious food!"

Some wishes of some people can be expressed out loud, while some wishes should be kept in their hearts.

Nangong Chiyang clasped his hands together and looked up at the sky: I hope that I can always protect my master, my country, and everyone I care about.

Ying Tianxing: May this moment last forever and be engraved in everyone's heart. May the world of cultivation be peaceful and tranquil.

Qianren: I hope we can kill Lu Qingcheng as soon as possible, kill all the demons, and wipe out the Demon Realm!

Gu Yubai: I hope I can stand shoulder to shoulder with Nangong Chiyang soon, keep pace with him, and have a long-lasting friendship.

Shen Yewei: I hope Si Qingyu can always remember me.

Dian Zan: I haven't finished wishing! I hope that my eldest brother can get what he wants and fly with Nangong Chiyang, I hope that Si Qingyu's inspiration is like diabetes insipidus and he can write forever, I hope that I have endless books to read! I hope that Master will live a hundred years, and I hope that we can all ascend!

Si Qingyu closed his eyes and prayed devoutly, "I hope that everyone's wishes at this moment will come true."

The elders stood in a row and looked at the children's serious expressions, and couldn't help but smile.

Bai Wuchang sent a message to all the clan leaders and family heads, "Everyone, the children have made dumplings and are eating them. The New Year is over. Let's talk about business."

The leader of Rongzhu Sect: "As a teacher, I will do my best to protect the children."

The leader of the Leling Sect nodded and said, "The children have fulfilled their filial duties, and I will definitely be a good master. I have no regrets in this life."

Tianqian Sect leader, "There is no time to lose."

Bailian Sect leader: "Just do it!"

Ying Dafa: "I'm ready too."

Patriarch Si: "Uh, are you really not going to leave any of them? If we let them all go, what if..."

Hua Wuying stepped forward and said, "As long as I am here, Lu Qingcheng will definitely die."

The head of the Yin family: "That's good."

The head of the Rong family wanted to speak but couldn’t open his mouth. The poisoned man was mute: “???”

What's this about? Why don't you take him along? How come he doesn't know anything?

Why do they sound like last words? Aren't they just here to celebrate the New Year?

Gu Changfeng, the great elder of Dingkun Sect, and several seniors including Yun Yin set up a small wooden table in the fields of Renxin Sect. They drank aged wine, ate peanuts and cold dishes, and looked at the fireworks in the sky, feeling quite emotional.

Yunyin: "These kids really know how to have fun! It's much more interesting than when we were younger."

Gu Changfeng: "Who said it wasn't true? They were really noisy."

The great elder of Dingkun Sect said, "I heard from Sect Master Bai that the ancient secret realm is about to open, and she plans to let these kids go in for training.

Changfeng, I remember you went in there that year, and after you came out, your cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, and there is no limit to your potential.”

Gu Changfeng stretched himself lazily and tapped Yunyin with his chin, "He's been in there before, and when he came out he was the leader of Ledao!

I really don’t know what kind of advancement these kids, who are already much better than us back then, will achieve once they enter.”

Yunyin hissed, "Normally, the Ancient Secret Realm opens once every thousand years, so there should be more than four hundred years before the next opening. How come it opened ahead of time?

Isn't there something wrong?"

The great elder of Dingkun Sect immediately became alert, "Changfeng, you have the most say over Sect Master Bai, you have to remind her."

Gu Changfeng ate a peanut and said, "I told her a long time ago! Besides, she is the sect leader, how could she not know?

Of course, she has her own reasons for doing so.

I say, big brother, when you retire, just treat it like a retired person, and don’t worry about everything!”

……

On the first day of the new year, when everyone opened their eyes, it was already noon.

They all drank a lot yesterday, and after drinking, they simply slept in the Renxin Sect cafeteria.

Some people woke up in a big basin, some woke up in the pigsty hugging an old sow, some woke up in a pickle jar, and some planted themselves in the soil.

Si Qingyu stretched himself out on the table and slept all night. When he got up, he felt a sore back.

She jumped off the table, stretched her muscles, and went to wash the pot to prepare some rice porridge.

She walked to the back kitchen and saw Bai Wuchang and Hua Wuying cooking porridge and steaming buns.

Then, these disciples received a gruel that smelled like burnt food, and hard stone buns...

Bai Wuchang straightened his messy hair and said, "No need to thank me, and no need to be too touched. As long as you enjoy your meal, that's all."

Wang Tiezhu reached out and grabbed a steamed bun, "But..."

Nangong Chiyang stuffed a steamed bun made by Hua Wuying into his mouth, blocking Wang Tiezhu's mouth.

Nangong Chiyang: "Thank you, Master, thank you, Uncle Master."

Si Qingyu glanced at everyone with a smile, then looked at Qianren who was wiping a large needle, with an obvious warning in his eyes.

Therefore, everyone exercised their chewing muscles and teeth early in the morning.

After the meal, Bai Wuchang threw a scroll to everyone, "The ancient secret realm has been opened. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Once you come out, you will all be the leaders in the world of cultivation!"

Si Qingyu looked at the golden scroll in front of her and tried hard to recall. How could she not remember any description of this ancient secret realm in the original book?