As the four major forces in the East Realm, Diyun Mountain acts in the north, and is also the place where the qi of the Zhengyang is located.

The evil spirits killed by the heads of Diyun Mountain in history are also suppressed here, using the righteous energy to suppress the evil spirits. Now behind Feng Wuxin is one of the evil spirits, so there is a scene outside the Mingzheng Hall.

"I see."

No wonder I always feel that something is following me behind me.

Feng Wuxin picked up the tea cup and ate a mouthful of winter tea. The taste was different from that of ordinary tea and had a unique fragrance.

"Wuxin, are you sure you want to participate in the Tianlist battle four years later?"

Ziyun Zhenren poured himself a cup of tea, gently rubbing the teacup with his slender fingertips. He seemed to be hiding something in his gentle eyes, but asked Feng Wuxin whether he wanted to participate in the Tianlist battle four years later.

Feng Wuxin's answer was naturally yes. The battle on the Tianlist four years later was not only for killing Luo Yujun, but also for Yuanwang and enter the Netherworld Purgatory to find that person.

Looking at Feng Wuxin's red eyes, Ziyun Zhenren sighed helplessly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. The smile was mixed with too many emotions, but Feng Wuxin didn't understand the meaning at this time.

"Well, since you want to participate in the battle for the Heavenly List, it will be easier for Qian Chu to practice hard from today. Let's step down."

"Yes, Master, I have no intention of retreating."

Feng Wuxin got up and left Mingzheng Hall to go to Qingyi and elegant residence. However, he knew that Ziyun Zhenren's eyes had been on Feng Wuxin's back, and the sad smile in his eyes was even stronger, with a sense of self-mockery.

"After all, I still didn't remember."

A slight sigh showed the helplessness in Ziyun Zhenren's heart. Even though Feng Wuxin had disappeared, he was still looking at the disappeared back and could not move it away for a long time.

At this time, shortly after Feng Wuxin left Mingzheng Hall, Qingfeng appeared with a letter.

"Master, the letter written to you by Master Qingmo."

"Um."

In response, Ziyun Zhenren took the letter and took it apart. The handwriting on the letter was written by Jiang Qingmo, and the content on the black and white words also made Ziyun Zhenren frown slightly.

The next day.

Feng Wuxin was woken up by Qian Chu early in the morning. Qian Chu, who was in charge of everyone's diet, prepared everyone's breakfast very enthusiastically.

The turquoise that cannot be described in words, if Feng Wuxin had not seen the original appearance of the ingredients with his own eyes, he would definitely not have guessed that the food they are eating now was chicken.

But the white and fat hen that Aunt Zhang gave her was so poor that she turned out to be like this after her death.

"Come on, come on, try the chicken soup that my senior brother made for you. Seeing that the weather is about to snow again, you must drink more chicken soup to nourish your body."

On the table in front of everyone were some unknown dishes and a bowl filled with so-called chicken soup. The black-painted thing in the bowl was the hen of Mrs. Zhang's house.

Facing the chicken soup with a strange smell, everyone frowned.

Eat it and you will die.

If you don't eat it, you will die.

This is not a multiple-choice question at all, it is a question that is given away.

"I'm fasting, you guys eat it."

The first person to speak was the eldest brother Feng Qingyang, who successfully used his flawless use of himself to survive.

Awesome!

It is worthy of being their senior brother, and the reasons they are looking for are so convincing.

"That's a pity. Since the elder brother is fasting, let's leave these for the junior brothers and sisters to eat."

"...That, I'm also fasting for the second brother."

"Yes, yes, yes, I will fast with my fourth senior brother."

“So too.”

For a time, the entire canteen refused to eat the breakfast made by Qian Chu on the grounds of fasting.

In an instant, a chill that came out of nowhere filled the cafeteria, echoing clearly around everyone, and every pore of everyone was filled with cold wind.

The smile on Qian Chu's face also changed from gentleness to gloomy.

"Why didn't I know you were fasting?"

Feng Wuxin showed something. Whenever the second senior brother was unhappy, he would transform from a gentle personality to a violent personality. Sure enough, he didn't even react to everyone. With a crisp sound, Qian Chu smashed the dining table with a punch.

The rice bowl and vegetable plate on the table also bounced up because of this force.

Guru~

A dangerous aura came to him, Qian Chu walked to Qingfeng, put his hands gently on his shoulders, and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Eat, or not, I'll give you a chance to choose."

"Eat, you have to eat it. The food cooked by the second senior brother is extremely delicious. Whoever doesn't eat it will be the grandson."

Qingfeng immediately became timid, holding the dishes in his mouth with chopsticks. As the dishes were in his mouth, the twisted expression on his face was clearly visible, but he also pretended to be a delicious dish, and praised them while eating, and pulled Feng Wuxin and others into the water.

"Junior brothers and sisters, eat, don't waste the second senior brother's intentions."

Qingfeng, you are a blue pool, you are cruel!

In the end, under the threat of Qian Chu's violent personality, everyone went to death to eat a table of dark regional dishes.

Two hours later, it became dark, and a bonfire burned on the hills of Qingfeng Yaju, and an attractive fragrance scent was scattered in the air.

This is probably the last spiritual crisis for everyone, and it is also the only reason for them to survive.

Chewing the fragrant barbecue, the breeze rushes to the moon, Li Ru and Qi Tian are all moved and crying.

“This is delicious!”

Looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, Feng Wuxin was a little puzzled.

"The food made by the second senior brother is so unpalatable, why don't you explain it to the second senior brother?"

She has seen people with poor cooking skills, and has seen kitchen blind people who regard sugar as salt, vinegar as soy sauce, etc.

But this is the first time she has seen a fresh and refined kitchen blind man like Qian Chu.

If she hadn't helped Senior Brother Qian Chu in the kitchen today, she would have never seen such a spectacle in her life.

If a person can make the aura of fighting on Huashan swords, only Qian Chu can reach this level in the world.

The easiest way to cut a good lotus root into slices, blanch it in water, and then add the seasonings cold.

But the second senior brother of Diyunshan, Qian Chu Tiancai, did not go through the ordinary path. He insisted on cutting the lotus root into pieces, stuffing the lotus seeds into the lotus root and steaming them in a pot. After steaming, he had to fry it and put it in Panax notoginseng Angelica to stew it together.

According to the words of the second senior brother of Genius, the Diyun Mountain masters and brothers were too hard to practice, so they should replenish their bodies. So they added these miscellaneous things to make up for their reputation. When Feng Wuxin saw this scene, he was confused. Even if he wanted to help, he had no idea how to start. He admired the old and young people of Diyun Mountain who could survive until today under the destruction of the second senior brother, and was really powerful.
Chapter completed!