Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

On the entire first floor of the Great Competition, all eyes were on the five people who were in high spirits at Zhi Qiong Peak.

What aura is exhausted, nothing.

"What's going on? The foundation building with the Qiankun ruler has just been exhausted."

"Yeah, could it be that you took Lingling Pill?"

"What nonsense is it, a spiritual supplement can only restore 20%. But look at him, does this look like a 20% recovery?"

When everyone looked around, they saw Yu Dong, dressed in blue and holding a ruler in hand, standing in front of the five people in Zhiqiong.

At this time, the black hair was floating, and the eyes were like torches.

Who is this tonic?

The five Zhenxuanfeng had long been waiting for the challenger position in the ring, and now they stepped onto the ring with solemn faces.

On the first day of the competition, their peak master was not present. If this challenge is won, and if they are Zhenxuanfeng guarding the fight, their master will attend and sit on the peak chairman seat of Qiongfeng at this moment.

Now, they are only leading the team, Zhou Yu, who has just entered the early stage of Jindan.

"Don't be in a rut, even if they have a powerful elixir, they will at most have one or two," Zhou Yu gritted his teeth and said to comfort his younger brothers and sisters, "First use up this female cultivator's spiritual power. So empty, lay down the ring."

The younger brothers and sisters all lit up and responded immediately.

The ruling elder immediately burned incense and flew into the bronze tripod, "Begin—"

Zhou Yu nodded, took a step forward, and bowed to the five people at Qiongfeng, "Please advise."

Before he finished speaking, he was bound by Hang Wan'er's five immortal ropes in an instant.

A crowd of onlookers: "…"

But in an instant, when Zhou Yu was about to be knocked off the ring by Hang Wan'er's double hairpins, the junior brother behind him immediately released an iron hook and threw him into the high altitude of the ring.

The double hairpin that Hang Waner arrived later hit the air.

Her eyebrows rose.

Even if all four of Zhenxuanfeng were knocked off the ring, Zhou Yu would still be intact.

As long as the golden elixir is there, they will have the final chance of winning!

Hang Wan'er's face sank, "Senior Brother Fifth, Brother Six, we will do our best to defeat those four!"

She did not dare to separate one or two of the five immortals from Zhou Yu.

Zhenxuanfeng's spiritual power is long, and if she takes it off, causing Zhou Yu to break the Five Immortals Rope ahead of time, it will be in vain.

Yan Yan and Yu Dong don't need her to say, the eighteen swords are one, the universe is bright, and they have already attacked the four.

"I think Zhenxuanfeng can win!"

"That's right, just consume it to Qiongfeng!"

"In the final analysis, Changying Peak was unlucky just now. It is obvious that the strength is good, but the failure is not prepared."

The onlookers whispered.

It all depends on Yan Yan one-on-two, Hang Waner and Yu Dong are one-on-one.

The sword light from both sides continued, but for a few breaths of sweat dripped from Yan Yan's forehead, Hang Wan'er's face was pale, and they couldn't hold it any longer.

The outcome is already tilted.

Qian Qingqiu frowned and looked at Su Yu, "Why don't you ask Junior Brother Lu to come?"

How to win?

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a bang on the ring, Zhenxuanfeng's Jindan Zhou Yu broke free from the five bright lights on his body, and the knife in his hand flew out.

Qian Qingqiu is not good.

"It's over until the peak!"

"The nun can't hold it anymore, her head is covered in sweat, she can't use the magic weapon this time—"

The onlookers all sympathized.

But before she finished speaking, Hang Wan'er's face was pale, and her left hand quickly slapped a palm-sized white china bone dish from her waist!

Everyone: "??"

The five Zhenxuanfeng: "???"

A light fragrance of spring plums immediately wafted over the entire tower ring, overflowing all around.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Hang Waner's bone dish shake, and a five-petaled spring plum that seemed to be dripping with dew, catapulted into her red lips.

She swallowed.

"What is that?" Someone asked.

But no one has answered yet. In the blink of an eye, Hang Wan'er's pale face turned pink.

She shouted loudly when the golden elixir sword was about to fly in front of the five people in Qiongfeng.

"Give me—close again!"

Unable to mobilize his spiritual power, his big sword fell three meters away in front of Yu Dong, and lost its power.

Everyone: "!"

What is the lack of spiritual power, sorry, nothing.

And soon, Yan Yan on the side of the ring looked tired and stood still, and a pink plum blossom flew out from his waist tremblingly and was sucked into his mouth.

In an instant, the aura was revealed.

The Sword Formation of Unity takes shape in an instant!

Why he can only use eighteen swords twice, sorry, nothing.

To Qiong Peak, all the members were full of blood.

The disciples of Zhenxuan Peak turned pale with shock, and the other disciples in the audience who were lucky and wanted to pick up the leaks and challenge to Qiong Peak were also in an uproar.

All the onlookers were astonished.

The whole ring soon showed a strange picture.

The Nanxun Grand Competition lasted for a hundred years, and this ridiculous situation has never occurred.

A dignified golden elixir has no use at all.

As for the other four foundations of Zhenxuan Peak, I thought they would be able to win the foundation of Qiongfeng, but it was only in a dream.

Hang Wan'er's three people's spiritual power seems to be inexhaustible.

Every time they get tired, they take out a flower from their waists, inhale it, and return to their peak... After two or three times, the four people with a higher cultivation base, Zhenxuanfeng, can't support it anymore. , The hand holding the sword trembled, the breath was heavy, and he was soon lost. He was hit by Yan Yan and flew out of the ring.

"Offend!" In the end, Zhou Yu was the only one left. Hang Wan'er used double hairpins to push him off the ring mercilessly.

She looked down the arena and wanted to challenge the rest of Qiongfeng, raising her fair face.

"Next, who?"

The audience was stunned.

To the cafe where all members of Qiongfeng rested, Su Yu calmly retracted his gaze and continued to browse the opened map of monsters.

I won.

Qian Qingqiu's forehead twitched, feeling that he was going to re-examine Zhi Qiongfeng's strength.

The most important point is-

"Sister Su, are these plum blossom-shaped medicinal pills? Did the hoof flower pill come from an alchemy master?"

Qian Qingqiu did not dare to call each other an alchemist at will.

Being able to come up with miraculous elixir over and over again is definitely not an ordinary alchemist, and is already worthy of the honorary title of a master.

Su Yu raised his eyebrows, seeing the sweet cane grass that the second-grade unicorn deer likes to eat on the map, he couldn't help but stop flipping the scroll.

Looking at Wei Zhao in confusion, "You didn't mention it to Brother Qian, are these produced by our Zhiqiongfeng Kitchen?"

Qian Qingqiu:

Just after getting out of the ring, Yu Dongzheng happily accepted the praise of Taoist companion Zhu Yingjoy, and almost stumbled upon hearing this.

What?

Which part of the peak is the kitchenette? Why has he never heard of it, is it because the senior brother stayed before he left this time?

Yu Dong looked at Su Yu like a dream.

Wei Zhao bowed his hands to Qian Qingqiu apologetically, "Senior Brother Qian, I forgot to tell you that I shouldn't. These elixir are made by my second sister."

Yu Dong took a step back.

The tea cup in Qian Qingqiu's hand fell on the table with a bang. Even if he was golden, he didn't have time to catch it.

All the younger brothers and sisters in Zhi Qiongfeng changed their expressions, but soon returned to normal.

"It turned out to be Second Senior Sister. That seems to be normal. She can refine Bazhen Fungus Decoction Dan powder every day, and it seems that an elixir to restore spiritual power is nothing."

"Yeah, it all makes sense."

What makes sense? Is this reasonable!

Yu Dong looked at Su Yu in disbelief, she only had the fifth level of qi refinement, oh no, the seventh level of qi refinement.

But even if she has built a foundation pill, she is a thorough sword cultivator, when did she concoct pills? He has also refined medicinal pills that are more powerful than ordinary alchemists?

"This... I've never heard Brother Xiao say it," Qian Qingqiu smiled wryly after being shocked, "Brother Xiao and Zhi Qiongfeng are so closely concealed, I don't even know that there are still junior sisters like this. An alchemy genius."

He didn't know what to hide... Yu Dong held the Qiankun ruler and sat down in a hurry.

He suspects that the eldest brother does not know.

Moreover, he had never seen the scene of the senior brother and the second senior sister talking before.

Seeing them in such amazement, Su Yu admitted generously, "I didn't hide it, I only found the small kitchen in the peak recently."

Yu Dong: "...?"

Qian Qingqiu: “…”

These words, even if they make friends and talk well, they don't know how to take it now.

Alchemy can be learned in a short time.

What does the small kitchen have to do with alchemy?

If he asks again, he will not be interested.

Qian Qingqiu hurriedly smiled and said, "So it turns out, junior sister is really talented."

Yu Dong's expression froze on the side.

Qian Qingqiu understand? He still doesn't understand!

Top of the North Iceberg.

Several lightning bolts slashed on a broad sword without embellishment.

Sweat dripped from Xiao Muge's forehead, clenched his hands, and in a blink of an eye, he threw up a piece of broken ice in the ice lake and injected terrifying spiritual power.

He faced the thunder calamity, condensed the ice soul containing the power of Jindan attack once on ten days, marked the seal of the peak master, and sent it to Qiongfeng.

In the past three months, nine pieces of ice have been condensed.

The competition does not seek to win, but only for the younger brothers and sisters to protect themselves, not to be injured or to destroy the foundation.

Xiao Muge pursed her lips tightly.

…

Su Yu was drinking tea leisurely under the ring, and suddenly felt cold in the mustard bag.

She found a piece of broken ice condensed next to the peak master Xiaoyin without being probed by her divine sense.

"Amazing."

At first she didn't have any feelings for this peak master Xiaoyin, but this is simply a natural ice maker.

A large ice cube on the tenth day, she has collected nine pieces so far, and it is just right to keep the flesh and bones of monsters that are not needed for the time being.

Su Yu observed this new piece of ice with satisfaction.

This shape is like a lofty mountain. If it is used as a plate of raw and cut fish, the appearance must be spectacular. She likes it very much.

It would be better if you could condense other shapes next time…

I wonder if it is effective to place a mold next to the small print on the peak?

Su Yu pondered, and five ghostly figures quickly appeared on the ring.

"Shadowless Peak!"

The disciples in the audience exclaimed.

Su Yu couldn't help but look up, and saw the five shadows on the stage that looked like black shadows in the smoke, their faces were indistinguishable, and their bodies were still fluttering from time to time, it seemed that they could not use their spiritual sense to locate.

"Wuying Peak used to appear on the last day of the competition, why did it come on the first day?"

"Senior Brother Three, send the jade slip to Brother Four!"

Yu Dong clenched the ruler in his hand.

"Wuyingfeng specializes in body-building exercises. Their chief Chen Yingyi uses spiritual power and walks at a high speed. Ordinary monks can't see it with the naked eye, and can't detect those with lower spiritual consciousness. , he is erratic, and the Seventh Sister's Five Immortal Rope can't trap him at all!"

"Whether the others are building foundations or golden cores... I can't tell." Yu Dong tried to investigate the level of cultivation of these five people, but all failed.

Wuying Peak is the strangest peak of the Nanxun School.

In the past, there were really third-level peaks that rolled over in their hands, but Wuying Peak was good at hiding and raiding, but not good at defending. .

But now...they can only build the foundation!

Yu Dong gritted his teeth, "Only the fourth senior brother can do it, he may be able to capture the opponent with his piano attack."

"It's too late, hahaha—"

Spooky laughter came from the ring.

"There is still half a column of incense time, you can call a helper now, it is too late!"

Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth, "third senior brother, I'll deal with that Chen Ying, if I don't believe it, I can't!"

Having said that, but her beautiful eyes looked at the five gray fog figures on the other side of the ring, and after a sense of consciousness, her face became decadent.

It really cannot be located.

Unable to find the object, how to bind the five immortals rope?

Yan Yan clenched the dragon scale sword, "I will force him out with sword energy."

"What can't be done, he can't catch the figure in the middle stage of Jindan, and his moving speed is extremely fast. No matter how many swords you have, you can't cover every part of the ring." Yu Dong's mouth was bitter.

Everyone's face is very bad.

But Su Yu raised his eyebrows, "...all over the place..."

Master Su has some occupational diseases.

Hearing these descriptions, she couldn't help but reminisce in her mind the days when she was studying in the back kitchen. In order to make the dish successful at the best heat, she practiced repeatedly, so that every night late at night Closing your eyes, there are traces of phantoms shaking in front of you...

She was continuously dizzy and insomnia, and she couldn't escape the adhesion in the dream until half a month later.

Remembering this, her dantian five-element pot suddenly shook. Can't seem to wait, let's dance!

Su Yu looked strange and couldn't help but hold down his lower abdomen.

"Maybe...I can give it a try."

Yu Dong was shocked, "You?"

In the past few years, her broken water sword has been stored in a mustard bag and is rarely used again.

But she used to be a wind-type spirit sword cultivator with great talent. The speed of swinging the sword is extremely fast, and when the water is cut off, the light and shadow dance, as if cutting off the Nine Heavens Galaxy.

The rest of the people couldn't help but follow his gaze, looking forward to looking at her.

"Second Senior Sister." Hang Wan'er's voice trembled, and her eyes were a little red.

The nuns are going to stand up again? !

"You're finally taking up your sword again!"

Su Yu: "...?"

"What sword, I only use a sword when I'm serious."

Wei Zhao: "?!"

Yu Dong: "??"

Yan Yan: "??"

Hang Wan'er: "Senior sister, I started late, don't lie to me, so you are a knife repairer?!"

Wei Zhao: “…”

Junior sister is simpler than the fourth junior brother, but what should I do?

But he was about to open his mouth when he saw Su Yuzhen took out a copper-colored second-grade sword from the mustard bag.

The two round copper rings on this knife are very familiar to him.

Wei Zhao:

Isn't this his copper knife?

"Three Senior Brother's knife?"

"Oh Fourth Senior Brother is in retreat, the knife is here with Second Senior Sister."

The disciples were talking.

After Wei Zhao was stunned, he also nodded. It turned out that it was normal for Fourth Junior Brother to hand over important treasures to her for safekeeping before retreating.

But in just a moment, he saw Su Yu's hand holding a red copper knife, the blade condensed a shadow, and directly peeled the long mountain spirit root of the arm taken out from the mustard seed bag, pushing and pulling it between , the shadow of the knife flickered, and snow-white hob blocks fell, all of the same size.

Wei Zhao:

To Qiongfeng everyone:

Hang Wan'er took a step back, her face pale, "really... Knife repair!"

Qian Qingqiu is handsome.

How can the disciples of Zhi Qiongfeng be like this?

Brother Xiao… What have you taught your brothers and sisters?

This hand seems to be dealing with elixir materials at all.

Shanling root can be used as medicine.

"Junior Sister Hang, keep your voice down, alchemy shouldn't be disturbed."

The alchemy is blocked, the alchemy will be destroyed in the light, and the sea of ​​​​knowledge of the alchemist will be damaged.

Qian Qingqiu hurriedly stretched out his hand and placed a restriction on Su Yu to isolate the outside world.

Hang Wan'er and everyone in Zhiqiongfeng were sober.

Wei Zhao suddenly said, "My knife can be used in the step of making pills, and it can be considered effective."

Speaking, there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

Qian Qingqiu helped him find medicine, but there was no news.

But he quickly suppressed his disappointment, dissipated his regret, and looked at Su Yu with a proud expression.

"Senior Brother Lao Qian concocts alchemy for my sister and protects the law!"

This cauldron is unremarkable, and even looks a bit inconsistent with the identity of an alchemist.

“???”

"Isn't this the one from the small kitchen?" The eighteen brothers who often deliver goods to Su Yu for Yan Yan recognized it at a glance.

Why did she bring out a pot! ?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Even Qian Qingqiu was dumbfounded.

"Senior Brother Qian, are you sure my senior sister is concocting alchemy?" The eighteenth junior brother couldn't help but ask.

Qian Qingqiu: “…”

Excuse me.

I don't know.

They were stunned and shocked, but Su Yu, who was under the restraint, had an unbiased gaze.

This dish she is going to cook pays great attention to the heat, and it is all based on the experience and observation of constant attempts, even now she does not dare to be distracted at will.

Su Yu calmed down and threw the shanling root into the pot to stir fry.

The disciples were stunned.

"Sister is cooking?"

"Shut up! Senior Sister said, to prepare for the enemy Wuying Peak..."

Zhu Ying also sneaked up to Yu Dong, "What are you doing, second senior sister? It's really alchemy, why not an alchemy furnace? Donglang, tell me quickly, you know?"

What does he know? Yu Dong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Why did he take out the pot, why put the first-grade spirit root into the pot, he was dumbfounded.

He doesn't know anything.

But he vaguely thought of the soft and sweet fragrance at the entrance of Chunmei Dan, and had some kind of terrible association in his heart.

Is it possible that all her pills are fried in a pot?

Yu Dong bit his tongue when he thought of it.

Stop this, such a rebellious idea!

But he kept his eyes fixed on Su Yu, and saw Su Yu's spatula flipping over, shrouded in white mist, as if spiritual energy was rising.

"Today's third match, Wuying Peak, battle to Qiong Peak. The disciples from both sides are on the ring!"

The ruling elder let out a majestic voice and fell down.

Yu Dong's expression changed, and he hurriedly looked at Su Yu.

It was too late.

Hang Waner gritted her teeth, "Let's go up first and delay for a while."

The brothers and sisters smiled bitterly, "If the second sister is to make alchemy, it will take at least half a day."

But as soon as the voice fell, a warm porcelain white jade plate flew towards Yu Dong.

Yu Dong was stunned for a moment, hurriedly caught it, and started with a warm feeling.

When she turned her head to look, she saw Su Yu slipped the spatula in his left hand, scooped out a spoonful of golden irregular solids, buckled it on the jade plate heated by the spirit fire, and shot at Hang Waner And go.

Three spoonfuls and three dishes in a row, flew towards Yan Yan and Sixteen Eighteen.

"After the fight begins, use chopsticks to pull the spirit root in the dish. Try it out, come back if it doesn't work."

Hang Wan'er was surprised and delighted, "I understand, senior sister, let's go!"

Yu Dong: "?"

Understand what? What does it mean?

Is this Dan?

Yu Dong doesn’t feel like it, it’s more like—

"Hey, what is that!"

"What did you bring to Qiongfeng?"

"Why are there still dishes? Why did the disciple still take out chopsticks? What is the use of this to Wuying Peak?"

"Zhi Qiongfeng will not invite people to dinner, let them spare them? Hahaha!"

The onlookers burst into laughter.

In the ring.

The five people from Wuying Peak also laughed hoarsely, and disappeared in the arena like ghosts.

Yu Dong's complexion changed, and he heard the sound of breaking the air around him constantly, and the strange spiritual power was constantly shuttled around him. He turned his head left and right, but he was invisible to the naked eye!

"It's futile. You can't catch us at all, the Five Immortal Rope...It's useless to us!"

Chen Ying's laughter came from all directions in the arena, arrogant and majestic.

Yu Dong looked solemn, "Seventh Junior Sister, I'll try him first—"

He was about to throw the ruler, but before he finished speaking, somewhere outside his field of vision, a gleaming lustre suddenly flashed, like golden threads of silk, floating and endless, as if In those hundred years, the demon silkworm kept poking out...the longer it floated, the thinner it was pulled, the smoother and more translucent...

When he was stunned, he found more and more transparent silk threads floating around him.

When he turned his head, he happened to see the Sixteenth Junior Brother use a pair of chopsticks to pick up the golden lumps on the warm white plate, and then pulled out several fragrant and soft silk, with a sweet taste. After dragging it with chopsticks a few more times, the silky golden thread actually doubled and pulled out and floated on the ring.

I hear a muffled sound—

Yu Dong raised his head in response, looked towards the upper right of the ring, and saw a piece of black robe corners stuck by a crystal clear thread!

"Hahaha, you have infinite spiritual power, and you can use your treasures to help me...he...he..."

In the ring, Chen Ying's wild and sneering laughter suddenly froze.

The source of sound from all directions seems to have a fixed point.

"!"

The sweet smell became stronger and stronger throughout the ring.

The man in black robe moved westward at a high speed, but the silk thread sticking to him was getting longer and thinner, and it never broke. Soon ten, one hundred, more and more permeating the ring, and gradually, the hands, feet, back of the man in black robes...the human figure hidden in the ring slowly appeared.

Chen Ying: "!"

Everyone: "!"