Each disciple is not simple

Although it is a custom to eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, no one at Chijian Peak knows how to do this.

Mu Feng was an orphan in his previous life. For a family reunion like making dumplings, he could only cook frozen dumplings while watching TV.

Jun Moyao and Mingjia are the ones who can only eat but not do anything.

The canteen was closed for the New Year, and the manager Zhu Hong also went home, so there was no one to help.

However, there is a kind of delicacy that does not require much technical content and is suitable for eating during reunions.

That’s hot pot!

There are also pots in the world of cultivation, so Mu Feng’s proposal would not be out of place.

With the Chosen Swordsman here, no matter what the ingredients are, they can be cut into the size and thickness that Mu Feng wants.

Mu Feng looked at the plates of exquisite ingredients with a grin that showed his teeth, and flattered Jun Moyao without paying any money.

Jun Moyao wiped the Zhanyuan Sword with a look of heartache, and the look she gave Mu Feng was enough to almost kill him.

However, when she turned around and saw her master staring at the bubbling pot with sparkling eyes, she sat down obediently. Jun Moyao's eyes flashed with a gentleness that she herself had not noticed.

Unconsciously, the man who was bent on revenge and wanted to leave Tai Shang Sect after repairing his spiritual roots was able to relax and truly express his joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.

"Are we not late?"

As soon as everything was ready, Mo Yan and Dan Qing arrived at Chijian Peak.

Putting down the gifts in their hands, the two said: "I wish Master Mingfeng good health in the new year! I wish the two junior sisters and brothers to improve their cultivation!"

The three men from Zhijianfeng returned the greeting, and the five of them took their seats, and the atmosphere instantly became relaxed.

"Try the shabu-shabu pot I made! The red oil is super spicy, so you guys should eat according to your ability!"

There are only plain water hotpots in the world of cultivation. Although Mu Feng does not love spicy food, plain water alone is too boring. The bottom line of hotpot is mandarin duck!

As someone who had been eyeing the food for a long time, Mingjia naturally tried the spicy hotpot.

Others who were watching asked curiously, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Mingjia was not in a hurry, and without changing his expression, he praised generously, "It's very delicious! Very delicious!"

Naturally, everyone knew that Mingjia was the best eater. When they heard her say it was delicious, they picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it in their mouths without thinking.

Including the chef Mu Feng, he had never tasted what this special soup base tasted like, but seeing that Mingjia didn't feel any discomfort, he became bolder and covered the ingredients with red oil.

Just a second after the entrance——

"Cough cough cough..."

“Hiss! Hiss! So spicy!”

"Water! Water! I'm poisoned! I can't feel my tongue anymore!"

"Ahem! Ugh—"

The four people who tried it for the first time were all stunned by the spiciness!

I saw the skin of several people turning from pink to red, and they were busy drinking water and rinsing their mouths.

Mingjia was the only one watching the four people falling to the ground. He remained calm and took a big gulp of water, with beads of sweat quietly flowing down his forehead.

"Master! You are teasing us!" Mu Fengla was so upset that tears came out. His crying appearance successfully made Mingjia laugh.

Seeing Mingjia laughing happily, everyone else looked at her silently with condemning eyes.

"I just said it was delicious, but I didn't say it wasn't spicy?" Mingjia said righteously, "Besides, you saw me didn't even take a bite."

That makes so much sense, I am speechless!

“Ahhhh! I don’t care! Master, I’m sad! You fooled me!” Mu Feng hugged Lang Yuejian in a funny way, “Master! You have to make the decision for me! Master is bullying the younger generation!”

After hearing Mu Feng's joke, Mo Yan and Dan Qing couldn't help laughing out loud, and even Jun Moyao couldn't control the upward curve of her lips.

Lang Yuejian was annoyed by Mu Feng's howling, so he jumped out of his arms, flew to Ming Jia's side, and knocked her on the head very lightly, pretending to use a lot of force.

Then he flew to the table and swayed his body, as if telling Mu Feng, "Stop howling! Master will teach your master a lesson for you!"

Seeing this, everyone laughed at the same time.

Seeing Mu Feng showing off, Ming Jia also smiled and was willing to cooperate with him. Dan Qing and Mo Yan showed some envy in their eyes.

Perhaps it was because Mingjia looked like they were of the same age, Chi Jianfeng's way of interacting with them was sometimes indeed relaxed and informal.

This is a rare existence in the entire Tai Shang Sect, or even the entire world of cultivation.

"…This is the good wine I got after waiting in a long line at the foot of the mountain. Let's make it clear that no one is allowed to use spiritual power to neutralize the alcohol!" Mu Feng brought a large jar of wine, "It's a festival after all, we won't go home until we're drunk! Let's see who surrenders first!"

Having said that, he poured it directly for everyone.

Danqing was traumatized by the Nichang wine last time, and after returning to the sect, he secretly trained himself to drink more, so he was naturally not afraid of drinking. Perhaps because the atmosphere was too relaxed and he didn't have to bear the burden of being the eldest brother, Danqing also became cheerful.

"I'm not afraid of getting drunk! Besides, it's not certain who will get drunk first!"

"Not convinced?" Mo Yan, who had finished a large bowl, was a little indulgent. "I, Mo Yan from Pozhen Peak, specialize in dealing with those who are not convinced! Fill it up!"

Jun Moyao, who didn't let go at the beginning, was not the kind of person who was used to provoking others, and Feng Aotian's character was completely exposed.

"I've never been afraid of anyone when I drink! You're no match for me!"

There were no elders or juniors at the table. Even Mingjia was forced to drink three big bowls of wine.

This earthly wine is indeed very strong, and everyone's face has a blush.

Perhaps he was really happy, Mingjia waved his hand and said, "Wait! The master has something good!"

As she spoke, Mingjia turned and ran to the tree where she often took shelter from the heat. After she had dug a cup of tea with her hands, she mysteriously brought over a jar of carefully sealed wine.

"This is Shenxianzui! I stole it from my master when I was a kid!" Mingjia's eyes flashed with cunning, "When my master found out, he chased me and beat me with his sword, but I know he wouldn't be willing to really hit me!"

I don’t know if she was really tipsy or was moved by the scene, but Mingjia rarely showed the demeanor of a little girl.

She unsealed it, and the rich aroma of wine and spiritual power emanated, instantly making the others feel that the wine they had just drunk tasted like chewing wax.

"This is a good thing!" Mu Feng swallowed his saliva, but he still had some reason, "Master, it's a bit of a waste to give us such precious wine!"

"Drink, drink!" Mingjia filled everyone's glasses, "This wine is for relatives and friends!"

As she spoke, she raised her bowl, and everyone followed suit and drank happily.

The power of spiritual wine cannot be compared with that of ordinary wine!

After taking a sip, everyone felt as if their whole body was clear and spiritual energy oozes out from every pore.

Good wine! Really good wine!

After a bowl of liquor, everyone was intoxicated. There was no need to be reserved anymore. They just toasted each other generously.

I don’t know how much wine I drank, but Mingjia sat drunkenly in the rocking chair under the tree, watching the four people playing at the table.

She held the empty wine jar in her arms, and her ears seemed to echo with her master's joke when she buried the wine that year.

"...You bury a jar of Shenxianzui every year, and when you and... hold a marriage ceremony, we will dig it out and entertain relatives and friends, okay?"