From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 126

Zhang Wuji was a little dumbfounded when he heard this.

"In other words, Han Xian'er appeared here to investigate me?" Zhang Wuji asked a little depressed.

"It can only be said by the way!"

"Who can predict what will happen that day?"

Xuan Yi smiled and glanced at Zhang Wuji: "You don't have to be like this. In fact, there is nothing wrong with being targeted by Tian Ji Shen. That guy is called a half-immortal, and he can glimpse some vague future pictures. If he really sent a first-rank killer Just to find out your information, you boy will definitely be the master who can stir up the whole trend of Ziwei Star in the future."

"Not to mention anything else, the Qingyun Ranking once every ten years will be updated soon. This is a list specially set up for Foundation Establishment disciples, and it is open to the entire Nanzhanbu Prefecture. This time, you will probably be on the list."

"I go!"

"There really is such a bullshit list!"

Zhang Wuji looked depressed: "I don't want to be famous, I think trouble will be inevitable."

"Haha, this is not like you, where is the drive to kill the Korean prince!" Xuan Yi seemed to be in a good mood, chatting and laughing with Zhang Wuji.

The teleportation array was directly sent back to Mo City, so when the two reappeared with King Han, they arrived in Mo City.

Zhang Wuji pondered for a while and said: "Master, if I have no other tasks for the time being, I want to stay in the ink kitchen in Mo City and help Fat Master Uncle."

"You want to comprehend his sword intent of life!" Xuan understood the meaning of Zhang Wuji's words in an instant, and said with a smile.

"Yes!" Zhang Wuji didn't hide anything, and nodded directly.

"Actually, a teacher also has sword intent, which is exactly the opposite of the sword intent of life, but the sword intent of death. Do you want to learn it?" Xuan Yi suddenly laughed.

"Of course I want to, Master please give me the Dharma?" Zhang Wuji was overjoyed, his face a little excited.

"Originally, as a teacher, I should teach you personally, but this time when I go back to be a teacher, I will almost retreat and hit the Nascent Soul Realm, so if you want to learn the sword intent of a student, stay here and learn!"

"As for the sword intent of death as a teacher!"

With a flick of Xuan Yi's hand, a small jade sword came out.

"I didn't give you any gifts when you were a teacher. This jade sword contains the sword intent of the master's sword of death. I leave it to you to understand it!"

"However, I think it's best for you to comprehend the sword intent of life of your fat uncle first, and then comprehend the sword intent of death in this jade sword of your master, so that the cycle of life and death can be completed."

"I see that your main practice is the Yin-Yang Dao Jing."

"If you can understand life and death thoroughly, then it will be of great benefit to you."

As Xuan Yi said, he threw the jade sword in front of Zhang Wuji with a flick of his hand, Zhang Wuji took it over happily, and put it in his storage bag with great care.

This small sword is much more precious than anything else.

"Okay, let's report to the Mo Kitchen!" Xuan Da waved his sleeves, and led the old King Han to the organ city. Zhang Wuji bowed deeply again, and then walked in the direction of the Mo Kitchen.

He used to work there for a few months. To be honest, he quite liked the atmosphere there. The most important thing is that he can eat a lot of delicious food there than in his previous life, which is great for big foodies. Good news.

Do you want to comprehend my sword intent of life? Fat Master Uncle scrutinized Zhang Wuji up and down.

"Yes, uncle, please teach me!"

"I don't dare to teach you, but you have to think about it. If you want to comprehend the sword will, you can't succeed overnight. Are you ready to cook with me for a long time?"

"I can tell you, if you don't concentrate on cooking, even if you stay here for 100 years, you still won't be able to comprehend this sword intent."

Fat Master Uncle's face was serious, and he no longer had the laughing and joking look of the past.

He has no name, and was adopted by the Mo family since he was a child. Although he is now a major repairer of jiedan, he still runs this Mo kitchen here. He is willing to cook for ordinary people. Not in this line of work.

"I understand that I dare not say that I will succeed, but I will definitely work hard to calm myself down." Zhang Wuji bowed again, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

"That's really great, nephew, quickly change your clothes and follow me to the back kitchen. I've tried the ice cream you mentioned a few times, but the taste is still a bit off. Come and teach me how to make it." !"

Fat Master Uncle's serious face instantly smiled, and he eagerly pulled Zhang Wuji to run to the back kitchen.

Zhang Wuji was dumbfounded.

But he realized it in an instant, nodded with a smile and said: "Very good, uncle, speaking of which, I really want to taste the taste of ice cream again, we must succeed this time..."

Zhang Wuji settled down completely in this small and unremarkable restaurant in Mocheng, and every day he got up from dawn to dusk to help Fat Master Uncle.

His job is to chop vegetables, and chop all the ingredients to be prepared for the fat uncle. This job is commonly known as cutting and squatting, and the workload is quite heavy.

And if the business is good, he will also serve as the waiter in the shop and deliver food to people.

As time passed day by day, the surrounding residents gradually became familiar with this young man who kept running back and forth with a big box on his back.

Of course, no one would regard him as a senior brother of the outer school of the Mo family. After all, the senior brother of the Mo family is tall and mighty, and he is a person who does great things. How could he stay in such a small place as a waiter?

Seven years passed in the blink of an eye. From the very beginning, he was thinking about how to comprehend the sword of life every day. Now he has completely let go, or in other words, he has completely integrated into this restaurant.

No one bothered him, or even knew he was there.

"Xiao San, are you going to buy vegetables?" This morning Zhang Wuji went out as usual to deliver all kinds of vegetables for the day to Mo Chu, and as soon as he walked out, someone greeted him.

"Yes, Mr. Ma, you come out to bask in the sun early in the morning, and you are really leisurely." Zhang Wuji responded with a smile, and he was already immune to the title "Missan".

When he was first called that a few years ago, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, but now he is used to it.

Isn't it just Xiaosan?What's the big deal, a mistress is a mistress in this world, but there is no special extended meaning...

"Three..., tell your big shopkeeper that I'm going to hold a banquet tomorrow, and ask him to fix me a table according to the highest standard." Another person smiled and patted Zhang Wuji on the shoulder.

Zhang Wuji turned his head and saw that the person who spoke suddenly smiled brighter: "It's easy to say, but you have to prepare money this time, Mr. Qian, so you don't get kicked out by your old man with a stick again."

"What are you talking about? Is my Fourth Young Master of Mocheng a poor man?" Just make a fuss! "Mr. Qian gave Zhang Wuji an unhappy look.

Zhang Wuji didn't care either. He was very familiar with these people, and after seven years of getting along, they wouldn't turn their faces just because of one or two jokes.

(End of this chapter)