While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Chapter 11, Staying in Lingxian Sect
  While Zhao Muyang explained patiently, he led Song Zhi through the empty hall and turned around the corridor full of flowers.

The two of them walked and stopped, and finally stopped at the foot of a towering mountain.

"Zhizhi, this peak is called Wentian Peak. Have you seen the thatched hut halfway up the mountain?"

"That's where you and I will live from now on!"

Zhao Muyang pointed to a row of huts looming halfway up the mountain and introduced them happily.

Song Zhi blinked, his expression a bit dull.

"No, fellow Taoist Xiao Zhao."

"You can't retaliate against me because I'm ugly and reject you, and deliberately arrange for me to live in a straw hut and eat chaffy vegetables, right?!"

"The Lingxian Sect is so big, and there are so many caves in the main hall. Even if I just find one, it's better than your thatched hut."

"Zhao Muyang, to be honest, this is not a good way to treat guests!"

It's not like Song Zhi couldn't bear the hardships of training. She even dared to live in a cave with a strange bat beast, not to mention a mere straw hut.

But the question is, why would she ask for trouble when there are better options?

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  Song Zhi obviously misunderstood, and Zhao Muyang immediately became anxious and quickly waved his hand to explain.

"Zhizhi is not what you think!"

"The main hall and cave at the foot of the mountain are indeed very good, but there is no spiritual energy for cultivation at the foot of the mountain."

"Zhizhi, you have insufficient blood and stagnant cultivation. If you want to recover well, you must have enough spiritual energy to practice. The place where the straw shed is built is actually the only two spiritual vein springs left in our Lingxian Sect."

"In the sect, spiritual energy can only be generated in the straw shed. Zhizhi, if you think the straw shed is ugly, I can rebuild a more beautiful cave for you."

After Zhao Muyang had said all his good things, Song Zhi was not a ungrateful person. He immediately put away the disgust on his face and flew up directly with little Zhao Yujian in hand.

Zhao Muyang is still a rookie on the fifth level of Qi Refining, so when going up and down the mountain, he can only climb the long and steep stone stairs with his feet.

Song Zhi was on the second floor of the foundation building, so he naturally did whatever he could to save trouble.

"It is said that the 30,000 stone stairs at Wentian Peak were specially created during the sect's heyday as a way for new disciples to ask questions."

"I don't know when our Lingxian Sect will be able to regain its former glory."

In front of the hut halfway up the mountain, Zhao Muyang set up three alchemy furnaces. While licking the furnaces with the ground fire, he talked to Song Zhi who had his eyes closed to rest.

Song Zhi was in the foundation-building stage, so he didn't need to eat or drink. He only needed to take some Bigu Pills for his glory.

But in order to express his warm welcome to her, Zhao Xiaoliu insisted on showing Song Zhi his skills so that Song Zhi could have a taste of Dan Xiu's cooking skills.

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  Yes, you heard me right, it’s alchemy cultivator’s cooking skills, not alchemy skills.

After the two of them reached the mountainside, Zhao Muyang arranged for Song Zhi to live in the straw hut where he lived, while he himself transferred to the fifth senior brother's room.

When Song Zhi came out from a stroll, he happened to see Zhao Muyang rolling up his sleeves and squatting on the ground pulling the yellow feathers of the little fat chicken.

He was gnashing his teeth, as if the little fat chicken had some deep grudge against him.

As soon as he saw Song Zhi, Zhao Muyang declared enthusiastically that he would treat her to a delicious meal in the world of cultivation, so as to recall the mortal life before entering the world.

"Zhizhi, maybe you can have an epiphany and improve your state of mind!"

This was Zhao Muyang's sincere blessing for her, and Song Zhi silently accepted it.

She actually wanted to tell Zhao Muyang that her body had been that of a monk since birth, and that her family was not an ordinary person, but a family of cultivators.

The wonderful thing of having an epiphany after eating a spiritual meal probably has nothing to do with her.

Moreover, Zhao Muyang is sure that the food he stewed and stir-fried in the alchemy furnace is delicacies in the world of cultivation?

The stewed little yellow chicken looks clear in the soup, and the meat is delicious. It smells very delicious, but when you eat it, it tastes like nothing. The stir-fried Chinese cabbage is emerald green and has a refreshing smell. It has both color and fragrance, but the taste is hard to describe.

The steamed rice is plump and crystal clear.

Song Zhi thought that the white rice had no technical content, so he could eat it normally now, right?
  As soon as she put it in her mouth, she smelled the smell of overcooked rice...

"Zhao Muyang, I can't survive this day!"

"Listen to my advice, stop it and let the alchemy furnace return to its original function!!"

What's going on with this generation of young monks?
  The main focus of cooking is to look good and be nutritious, but is it delicious?
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  "Wuwu Zhizhi, believe me, this is definitely a mistake."

"It must be that my cultivation level is too low and I didn't master the heat of the earth's fire well. Just wait until I break through in seclusion and do it again. I will let you eat the best delicacy in the world of cultivation!"

Song Zhi really couldn't understand Zhao Muyang's desire to win.

However, she was happy to see him taking the initiative to practice in seclusion and improve his cultivation.

She herself has outstanding qualifications, and her cultivation reached the late stage of Jindan in her previous life.

Although it is only the second level of foundation building now, it is due to the loss of soul due to forced three drops of hard work.

Just take some Qi-Building Pills to make up for it.

Zhao Muyang, however, has ordinary qualifications with three spiritual roots. If he wants to keep up with Song Zhi, he must work twice as hard.

After taking a long look down the mountain, Song Zhi turned around and entered Zhao Muyang's hut.

Although it is said to be a straw shed, the interior decoration is very warm and not shabby.

The small spiritual vein spring is under the bed board. Just place a spiritual gathering array and the spiritual energy will swarm in.

Although the purity of spiritual energy is not as rich as that of Dongzhou Hanyuan Sect, it is already a very precious existence in Lingxian Sect, a world similar to the mortal world.

Zhao Muyang may be crazy, but he treats her sincerely.

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  If her guess was correct, Su Zhi should still be recuperating in the Han Yuan Sect at this time.

Especially her face that was damaged by corrosion. If it is not repaired in time, it will probably stay with her for the rest of her life.

It will take about half a year for her to recover and go out for training.

In the past six months, Song Zhi only needed to improve his cultivation and did not care about anything else.

As for the two hidden dangers of the Xianzhen Sect and the Zhao family of the Wuji Mountain Alchemy Sect, as long as the Tianji Mysterious Formation exists, they are not a concern.

No matter what, we have to wait until she recovers her cultivation.

After leaving a message for Zhao Muyang, Song Zhi swallowed a ninth-grade qi-boosting pill, closed his eyes and announced to retreat.

Spiritual energy traveled around her body, constantly repairing her injured meridians.

The essence of spiritual energy gathered in the elixir, while generating new blood essence, also broke through her unopened spiritual orifices, expanding Song Zhi's spiritual veins wider and thicker.

Zhao Muyang, who is next door, is also in seclusion at this time to attack the foundation building period.

Thanks to the effect of Song Zhi's spirit gathering array, the spiritual energy Zhao Muyang received was much purer than usual.

Although he has the qualifications of three spiritual roots, the purity of each spiritual root is high and equal, so even if he has three spiritual roots, he is among the best among the three.

With just a "tick" sound, Zhao Muyang, who had achieved great perfection in Qi refining, successfully pressed the spiritual energy all over his body into a liquid state, suspended it on his Dantian, and successfully advanced to the early stage of foundation building.

He was overjoyed, and quickly calmed down his emotions, absorbing the remaining spiritual energy to consolidate his cultivation, while mentally planning to start refining the elixir after leaving seclusion.

This time, he wanted to change his mind and make Yixue humiliated. He had to make Song Zhi impressed by his superb alchemy skills.

If the so-called cooking skills are not good, then he can use his alchemy skills to make up for it, and he can always find a shining point that will open up Song Zhi's eyes!
  (End of this chapter)