I cultivate immortality for ten consecutive guarantees

Chapter 21 Eat a feast (Please collect)
In the attic next door, in the shadows.

"Hmph, this little girl can play tricks."

A middle-aged man in red glanced down, raised the wine glass in his hand, with a mustache and a gloomy expression, took a sip of the wine, looked at the other two monks present, and continued to speak.

"This girl has made a move, Er Lao, what's the matter? That old monster Heshan is a waste, and he will be repelled by the little girl on the second floor of Qi Refining."

"It is indeed a means to put the matter on the table, but our cultivation level can completely control the situation. The strength of the immortal world is the hard method. Even if that little girl wins most of the people's hearts, she can't suppress it with the strength of the three of me. .only."

An old man in blue on the left stroked his goatee, first looked dismissively, commented, then seemed to remember something, frowned slightly, and hesitated.

"It's just, is the big monk on the sixth level of Qi training real or fake?"

The old man in green on the right took the call and expressed his worries.

As soon as these words came out, the three of them fell silent, leaving only the breeze.

Although the three of them are in the mid-stage of Qi refining.

But he was only at the fifth level of Qi refining, and was far from a match for the sixth level of Qi refining.Zhou Chuanying was on the sixth level of Qi Refining. During his lifetime, he suppressed the compound alone, so that the three of them did not dare to have any thoughts.

Only now that she is dead, only a poor granddaughter on the second level of Qi training is left, and they dare to covet her.

But now another sixth level of Qi Refining has popped up.

This is a bit difficult for them to decide.

Although this news is not necessarily true, it is nothing more than killing a resentful soul at the fourth level of qi training instantly, but they can still do it.

But what if it's true, what if?
Even, what if Zhou Chuanying is not dead?
The empty black hall made their imagination run wild.

"No matter what, we are already on the verge of riding a tiger, but don't forget, we saw Zhou Chuanying's natal jade slip shattered with our own eyes."

"Besides, don't you all want to get the old man Zhou's means of drawing talismans? Don't hesitate, break it when you break it!"

Finally, the middle-aged man in red had a stern look in his eyes, he crushed the wine glass, and with a bang, the wine splashed and stained his clothes, but he didn't realize it, and made a decisive sound, as if the word "gambling" was written all over his body.

The two old men next to them were lost in thought, their eyes dim.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

The funeral bell rang, and the sound of the bell rippled like ripples. The originally noisy funeral scene quickly returned to solemnity, and it seemed that there was some kind of magical power to cleanse people's hearts.

"Hiss, a magic weapon is used as a ritual weapon. This bell must cost at least a thousand spiritual stones. It's rich! No wonder so many people care about the property left behind by Mr. Zhou after his death."

He Fengliu sat next to Su Han and took a breath when he heard the bell. His face was full of envy and he whispered to Su Han.

He was very surprised to see Su Han's calm face.

"Why, Fellow Daoist Su, are you not tempted? You know that this clock is more than enough to pay off your debt, or is it that you have no hope of repaying the debt, and your heart is ashamed, and you plan to come here and be a hungry ghost when you die?"

"Fellow Daoist Su, don't give up. Don't want me to introduce you to some fairies. They are all quite rich. With the appearance of a fellow Daoist, if you are willing to wrong yourself, you will definitely have a chance."

He Fengliu suddenly started to pimp him, with an envious look on his face.

He envied Su Han from the bottom of his heart.

With such a handsome face and strong figure, he was born to eat soft food.If he had this kind of appearance, he would have lived among thousands of flowers, and I am afraid that he would have taken off long ago.

Su Han's face darkened upon hearing this.

The surname is He.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, there is a saying that wealth cannot be lustful, power cannot be subdued, it is better to live standing than to die kneeling, so I won't bother you, fellow Taoist, I have a plan."

He righteously refused.

He Fengliu was a little disappointed when he heard this.

"It seems that you, Daoist Su, don't know the fairies at all. Let me tell you, whether you're standing or kneeling, there's something special about them."

Seeing that He Fengliu started chattering, Su Han felt a headache, turned his head away, and ignored it.Seeing this, He Fengliu could only give up resentfully and chat about things.

The funeral process seems a bit unusual.

It was served quickly.

White chopped guinea fowl, braised iron armor bear meat, steamed spirit fish, red stewed lion head, and stir-fried spirit vegetables are all worth looking forward to.
The monks looked at the pearl-like spiritual rice in the bowl, and what was emitting from it was not hot air, but pure spiritual energy.

Just how do you feel that these pearl rice are big and small?

But it doesn't matter, I have never eaten so good.In an instant, he moved his index finger, swallowed his saliva, and started eating directly.

Su Han chewed the spiritual rice in his mouth.

It's hard for him to describe what it's like, it's sweet and sweet, with a special aroma of rice, and it melts quickly after entering the mouth, turning into a stream of fine aura, wandering around the limbs and viscera.

Even the progress of the cultivation base has increased visibly with the naked eye.

Other than that, the other dishes are pretty good too.

Such as braised iron armor bear meat.

The meat of the Iron Armored Bear is as hard as iron, but after a long time of burning and stewing, it has been smelted into soft fingers, salty and soft, and it melts in the mouth with a sip, and the rich meaty aroma explodes in the mouth Open, soak the whole taste buds.

The guinea fowl is tender, the iron armor bear meat is fragrant, the spirit fish is fresh, and the stir-fried spirit vegetables are refreshing. The taste of each dish is completely different, giving people great enjoyment.

Su Han felt more and more that the funeral was worth it.

Never had such good food.

It can also improve your cultivation!

Zhou Chuanying, Mr. Zhou, your death was not in vain.

"Boom!"

The bell rang again, attracting everyone's attention.

A tall, slender woman in mourning white clothes, with a slender figure above her slender legs, exquisite features, a beautiful face, a single ponytail, and a sad face appeared.

She walked slowly to the center of the funeral, where the black coffin was placed on a high platform.

Standing in front of the stage, the woman spoke as if giving a speech.

"My name is Zhou Qingyu. I believe all of you fellow Taoists already know who I am. I am the granddaughter of Zhou Chuanying, the founder of the compound. Now that my grandfather has unfortunately passed away, I am very grateful to all of you fellow Taoists who came to attend this funeral to see my grandfather off. "

Zhou Qingyu's voice was cold, and the empty valley was filled with orchids.

After saying this, she bowed and gave a salute, then spoke, but the topic of the conversation changed sharply.

"Of course, I know that some people don't really see my grandfather off, but do it for my grandfather's position and the property he left behind."

Zhou Qingyu's tone became cold, mixed with a hint of sadness.

"I can tell fellow daoists that the disturbance in the compound last night and the attack by the old monsters of rivers and mountains were the work of those people. It was they who destroyed the compound and killed many fellow daoists."

"They are simply the pests of the compound!"

This woman's words seemed to have some strange power, like plucking a string, imperceptibly plucking the heartstrings of the monks, making them feel the same and faintly angry.

All the monks recalled the loss last night, and anger ignited in their hearts.

That's a bunch of bastards.

Next to the attic.

The three people listened to this speech with cold faces.

The monk in red gritted his teeth, furious.

"This little girl, dares to go further and lift the table? I don't believe that Old Man Zhou can leave her another middle-grade amulet. Do you really think that I don't dare to cast a spell and kill her!"

The other two old men did not speak and were still deep in thought.

Zhou Qingyu continued, with a loud voice.

"Those moths want my grandfather's position, they want my grandfather's property, and they want to divide the spiritual stones, secret techniques, magic weapons, and talismans among them, but I won't give it to them."

"Of course I also know that I can't defend it with my own cultivation."

"So I made the following decision. I will give my position as the master of the compound, and everything my grandfather left behind, including property inheritance, to my grandfather's best friend, who helped me fight off the old monster in Heshan last night and restore peace to the compound. That great monk at the sixth level of Qi refining!"

These words were like a bomb.

It detonated and exploded in the hearts of the monks, completely shocked.

Su Han, who was gnawing on the roast chicken, also froze suddenly.

what?
　The time of release seems to be just in time for dinner, so it will increase your appetite, laugh
　　
　
(End of this chapter)