Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

    The secret realm of the North has never been so absurd.

    A rare event that has not been seen in a hundred years, the Buddha son of Sakyamuni joined Nanxun!

    The elders and disciples of various factions in the secret realm came quickly.

    The original ban imposed by Hang Waner and others has been lifted. Because too many Nascent Soul elders have come here, and together, their restraint is simply not enough.

    Fortunately, the whole altar of incense was eaten up by them.

    More than 300 people in the Bingling Sect are extremely fortunate.

    Qing Xuan and Zhang Daoren soon landed here, where most of the third-grade monsters appeared.

    At a glance, she saw Su Yu being behind a group of core disciples of the Bingling Sect, tipping her iron pot.

    And the beautiful Buddha, who has grown hair now, is clasping his hands together, not far from where they landed, listening carefully to Hang Wan'er's words, nodding compassionately from time to time.

    "So that's the case, your senior sister Su is the second highest ranked senior in Zhi Qiong Peak. The next one is her senior brother, and then the next one is Nan Xun Zhi Qiong Peak ranked first senior brother."

    The Buddha is enlightened.

    Hang Waner: "…"

    Qingxuan and Zhang Daoren who just arrived: "…"

    "Qingxuan, Zhang Daoren, okay, it's no wonder you didn't look for the Buddha just now!" They all abducted people to their own sect!

    The other elders in the southern border were all speechless.

    Co-authoring is completely useless.

    Elder Jinbamen was very fortunate that he did not move.

    But she couldn't help but said, "It's not authentic, Qing Xuan, our two factions - a century-old friendship, eh? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

    Zhang Daoren laughed suddenly, and nearly made Yuan Ying laugh out.

    Qing Xuan held her forehead.

    It's not, did he know?

    "Everyone," Qing Xuan looked around, "Although the highest monster in the secret realm is only rank 5, it is not appropriate for us to stay here with such diverse babies and spirits. It is easy to cause Monster beasts riot, it's better to leave the secret realm first."

    "What did you say? Qingxuan, you haven't returned the Buddha's son to Shakyamuni?"

    Tian Shengzong Li Yiming held the chessboard and scolded him for taking a step forward.

    He was the first Tianshengzong to disagree.

    "The elders of Shakyamuni can testify that they found the secret place and found the Buddha with the fourth-grade talisman of our Tiansheng Sect."

    If you leave the secret realm, then how to say it clearly, the three prophecies of Tianshengzong will fly.

    A prophecy is worth thirty million spirit stones.

    Li Yiming squinted and blocked the only way to the secret realm, "You are in a hurry to leave, are you trying to steal the credit of Tianshengzong for finding the Buddha? If you are worried about monsters, you don't have to."

    This secret realm is for disciples to experience.

    In turn, he threw down the chessboard in his hand, and immediately formed a fifth-grade defensive formation.

    "Make it clear, we'll leave together!"

    The elders headed by Sakyamuni have white beards reaching their chests.

     Hearing this, he sighed and looked at Nan Xun and others, "Indeed, I have received the assistance of Tiansheng Sect. Please Nan Xun return the Buddha's son as soon as possible, otherwise it will be with me, Shakyamun. enemy."

    "What to return?"

    Zhang Daoren was about to choke when he heard the Buddha retort.

    His diamond eyes were not angry and mighty, but he was as clear as a child. "I vaguely remember that I have not been able to gain enlightenment for thirteen years. Today's breakthrough has nothing to do with Shakyamuni."

    Elder Shakyamuni almost suffocated, "All sentient beings are suffering, this is the fifth layer of my Shakyamun Heart Art!"

    The Buddha smiled, "Then what do you say the next layer is?"

    "Sixth floor, smile." Elder Shakyamun knocked on his tin stick.

    The Buddha nodded, "This is indeed known to many donors."

    Sakyamuni: "…"

    "I'll recite Nianhuayi's mind to you!" The elder took a step forward and wanted to transmit the sound.

    But the Buddha frowned and clasped his hands together, "The elders lied. To go back to the truth, you need to pay more attention to your own mind and be conscious of your nature. Do you remember the way of mind, what does it have to do with the next?"

    “…!?”

    "Now, my sister-in-law's elixir, which helps you to comprehend your own mind, is the way to walk below. If Sakyamuni is also down there, is there an elixir to help you comprehend Nianhua's smile? "

    "If there is, I will believe it, maybe I have some relationship with Sakyamuni."

    Elder Shakyamun was stunned.

    How could this possibly have an elixir?

    He himself is still suffering on the fifth floor!

    "Buddha, there is no such medicine in the world!"

    Tian Shengzong Li Yiming couldn't help but chuckle, "Indeed, everyone knows that Nianhua smile is the sixth level of mind of the senior elders of Sakyamuni. Not to mention Nanxun doesn't know how to cultivate , even if you know, it is impossible to refine the medicine pill."

    Zhang Daoren waved his sleeves, "No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak! If we really refine it, could it be that you are the master and let Sakyamuni merge into our Nanxun?"

    Buddha's disciples are the most enlightened disciples of each generation of Sakyamuni. It is said that he holds the most important five-grade instrument of Sakyamuni, the wooden fish of ten thousand monks, and makes him recognize his master.

    Once the current Venerable Shixuan of Sakyamuni passes away, the Buddha's son will succeed him, and the next Buddha's son will be elected.

    The reason why Sakyamuni had to find the Buddha's son is because unless the Buddha's son died, the five-rank instrument could not be changed, nor could a new Buddha be selected. He still He is the next director of Shakyamun.

    Everyone was amazed.

    Elder Shakyamuni also glanced at Li Yiming complainingly.

    Then he took a step forward and sighed towards Qingxuan, "Junior Sister Nanxun, who is always called by the Buddha, doesn't know where she is? Nanxun is also a great cultivator that has been famous for a long time. Did she come forward and explain it clearly to the Buddha?"

    Hang Wan'er and others immediately looked bright, turned their heads in admiration, and looked at the second senior sister who was behind the hundred people in the Bingling Sect.

    Qing Xuan also nodded, turned his head and called Su Yu.

    "Nephew Xiao Su."

    But he shouted, but she was focused behind the stove without raising her head.

    "Ah," Hang Wan'er patted her forehead, "Elder Qingxuan, my second sister just thought it was too noisy here, so she added a mute tactic to herself. She can't hear you now. I Go call her."

    Qing Xuan: “…”

    Sakyamuni: "…"

    It is hard not to suspect that Nan Xun deliberately abducted the Buddha.

     But Su Yu quickly raised his eyebrows, wiped his hands unhappily, and quickly walked in front of them.

     "What's the matter with Elder Qingxuan?"

    "I'm preparing a parting gift for the disciples of Bing Lingzong, I'm in a hurry."

    After she finished speaking, she looked back at the more than 300 core disciples of the Bingling Sect.

    For such a large corporate group meal order, Master Su hopes to leave a deep five-star impression on the other party.

    So, she is going to make an extra piece to bring them back.

    But even she couldn't complete the gift for 300 people in a short time.

    But she can't keep the guests waiting for a long time, so she is really in a hurry at this moment.

    Zhang Daoren coughed lightly, looked at the Buddha, and winked at her.

    Su Yu held his forehead, "It turns out that this is the case, I have already explained it to him."

    Master Su has always been honest in his business.

    She glanced at the people who came from Sakyamuni, and could only go to the beautiful Buddha in ragged white clothes again, speaking clearly, so that everyone could hear clearly, "Buddha, I have been with you. As I said, you are not from Nanxun, and I do not understand your Bodhi method."

    Zhang Daoren and Qing Xuan quickly looked at each other with strange expressions.

    She also said the same when Baiyufeng relied on Xiaosu's nephew.

    And then...

    Then, Junior Su is the master of Baiyu Peak!

    They know it all too well.

    But both the Shakyamun elders and Tianshengzong Li Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, "Buddha, you heard—"

    But for a moment, the rich-faced Buddha put his hands together.

    "The lost are ordinary people, and the enlightened are Buddhas. I have been lost for a few years, and today I saw the Dao again with the help of my junior sister. Why did my junior sister not recognize this senior brother, but what did I do wrong?"

    Sakyamuni:

    Tian Sheng Zong:

    Su Yu threw her hands at them, and there was a bit of helplessness between her eyebrows, "You all heard. That's it, if it's okay, I'll continue to work."

    She left after she finished speaking, and gave herself a sound insulation formula.

    Buddha, this is the plot of the lucky heroine.

    Master Su doesn't want to keep it as a comparison group, there is no need to listen to one more word.

    And the quarrelling really hindered her kitchen efficiency and prevented her from doing business.

    If she hadn't been entangled, she would have already completed half of the gifts.

    Su Yu immediately returned to his cutting board.

    At this moment, there is a sea bowl on the cutting board, which is about 60% full of high-quality spiritual water.

    She added a closure to herself, which was also helpless.

    She can only use her spiritual power to restrain her to ensure that the water will not condense and the ingredients will not be frostbitten.

    Feeling that the temperature was finally ignited by the spirit fire under her feet to a suitable temperature like spring, she carefully brought out the white jade-like condensed tofu from the mustard seed bag.

      Broken.

    Su Yu sprinkled some water on it, and then dipped the surface of the kitchen knife with water before starting to move.

    Today, in the frozen snow, she was going to present a large jade flower that the disciples in the northern realm did not see often - a thousand-filament double-petal flower-carved tofu.

    Nine points of this dish are in the knife work.

    If you don't practice knives for three days, the finished product will be greatly discounted.

    Master Su took a deep breath, and gently pressed the giant tender tofu with his left hand, and the kitchen knife in his right hand was steady and fast, cutting it quickly.

    …

    "You heard it, it has nothing to do with Nanxun, it is the Buddha who follows the Great Way."

    Zhang Daoren couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at Tianshengzong and Shakyamuni in front of him.

    It’s really good reincarnation!

    He turned around and was about to leave, to see what good things Xiaosu was doing.

    Zhi Qiongfeng and others followed him, ready to leave.

    "Wait a minute," Shakyamun elder took a deep breath, "My Shakyamun ancestral hall is dedicated to the relics of several generations of elders. If you take it, you will be able to understand that all living beings are suffering."

    "Has Nanxun stole my Sakyamuni relic?"

    Qing Xuan frowned, "Sakyamuni speaks carefully."

    The elder Shakyamuni took a step forward, "Otherwise, how would you explain it? The practice is not passed on, and I lost two of the relics of Shakyamuni three years ago, and the whereabouts are still unknown."

    Tian Shengzong Li Yiming smiled instantly, "Is it not easy to understand?"

    "All factions are here today, why don't you be a witness and see if Nanxun still has Dan to make a breakthrough!"

    He held the chessboard and smiled, "If you can't take it out, either return the Buddha's son, or the Sakyamuni relic is lost and the practice method is stolen, just settle it with Nanxun."

    "Bah!" Elder Zhang angrily called out the sword of life, "Nan Xun didn't think of asking for a Buddhist son, but you are wrong! Then I won't take him away, I'm sorry to you all It's gone!"

    The elder Shakyamun sighed helplessly, "Although Tianshengzong's words are direct, they are reasonable. I have no malicious intentions. One of the disciples around me happens to have not yet realized that all living beings suffer, Ruo Nanxun makes alchemy. Shi Neng concocted alchemy on the spot, without using the relic, and letting him break through, naturally solved my doubts."

    "I will give you the compensation related to alchemy and my misunderstanding of Nanxun."

    Elder Wuwang, opened a pair of majestic eyes.

    "But if someone steals the treasures in my door, don't even think about leaving here today."

    Qing Xuan snorted coldly, green bamboos grew on the sleeves, and was about to ask Elder Wuwang for advice.

    However, I heard one after another shouting from the core disciples of Bing Lingzong.

    "Lost two relics? Isn't that the only way to make two pills?"

    "Sakyamuni lost two hundred, or two relics?"

    Elder Shakyamuni was stagnant, and the tin stick in his hand almost waved towards the Bingling Sect.

    “We have not yet had two hundred elders passed away!”

    This is the curse of Shakyamuni to destroy the door!

    "Hey," Wei Shuang stomped and ran out with two sticks, "Then it's fine, it's definitely not the relics you dropped."

    "Yeah, Master Su made a full altar of incense for 300 people. Two relics, how can that be enough..."

    “??”

     "Yes, we each have at least one bowl, and we took at least one piece of Dan from the bowl."

    “???”

    The elders in the audience were sluggish.

    Three hundred?

      so much?"

    She looked at Su Yu admiringly.

     "Senior Sister Su has a noble character and is very powerful, and my Bingling Sect disciple can testify."

    As soon as the voice fell, there was a panting soft water-like voice.

    "I, I, Shui Lingmen, can also testify!"

     "Elder Shakyamuni, I am Xuening, the core disciple of Shuilingmen, and my 280 brothers and sisters can also testify for Master Su!"

    Wei Shuang looked back in amazement, and stared at Xuening.

    Xue Ning blushed, "That, that, I also admire Senior Sister Su very much..."

    Micro Cream:

    She raised her head in awe, "My Bingling Sect Master can also testify for Senior Sister Su!"

    Shening:

    She immediately raised her head, "My Sect Master of Shuilingmen can also testify for Senior Sister Su!"

    Shakyamuni was stunned, as were the other nine sects in the southern border.

    And not long after, there was another flame in the air, condensed into large characters and floated in the air.

    My chief disciple of Jinbamen, Jin Haotian can also testify to the character of Junior Sister Su.

    She is really good at alchemy, she doesn't need relics at all!

    I can testify!

    Elder Jinbamen: "?"

    Elder Li, who held the chessboard in Tianshengzong, laughed in surprise.

    "It turned out that Nanxun was very ambitious and deceived so many..."

    Before he finished speaking, the voice stopped.

    Not far away, behind the 300 core disciples of the Bingling Sect, suddenly the spiritual energy fluctuated.

    A spiritual flower with stretched petals, about two feet wide, instantly appeared in the air.

    Hundreds of layers of golden leaves twisted like a feather, clustered around the soft flower heart, and now floating with the aura.

    "This is-"

    Everyone looked back and was stunned.

    "Isn't it..." Hang Wan'er covered her red lips in the crowd, "Senior sister has really made the Nianhuayixiao Dan that Buddha said just now?"

    Everyone was stunned.

    However, Daoist Zhang didn't think it was a big deal, so he turned his head and gave him a sideways look, "Hey, isn't the Shakyamun Avenue right in our Nanxun? If so, I'm afraid Shakyamun stole my Nanxun Gong Law!"

    Everyone:

    Elder Shakyamuni is in a hurry.

    Most of the disciples in their sect have high cultivation level, but they are trapped in the cultivation method.

    Twelve elders, only one of them realized Nianhua smiled.

    The rest of the people searched the books but couldn't.

    It is not because of lack of comprehension, daily practice and insufficient homework.

    It was they who predicted a demon disaster a hundred years ago. Twelve seven-grade magic weapons were destroyed on the spot, and six elders passed away.

    The secret cannot be leaked.

    Since then, their Shakyamuni has been particularly slow in comprehending the Bodhi method, and it seems that they have been punished by heaven.

    A hundred years ago, they have not recovered.

    Nianbsp;

    How could it appear casually in the South?

    "If Nanxun really has someone who can refine medicine pills and let me wait for a breakthrough to smile, then what will I do when I enter Nanxun—"

    No anger, but halfway through, he coughed.

    He will not lose his mind in excitement, and will soon make up for it.

    "Then I'll wait... Follow the Buddha and call her Junior Sister Su!"

    Hang Waner: "…"

    Zhang Daoren: “…”

    They had a bad feeling about it.

    Without arrogant words, he leaned on a tin stick and quickly pushed aside the people of the Bingling Sect, shrinking to the gathering place of the double-petaled flower aura.

    But when he saw it, he was startled.

    I saw Buddha's hands clasped together, smiling and looking forward.

    And where he looked, it was his junior sister, Nan Xun's young female disciple in a turmeric dress.

    I saw a kitchen knife flowing with water in her hand, quickly cutting a large piece of white jade tofu on the desk.

    She didn't seem to need to breathe, and there was no hesitation in her heart, dropping the knife was like following a certain rule between heaven and earth, dropping several knives at the tofu in an instant.

    Smooth and silky... Maybe only a cultivator with a higher cultivation level than her can see how many knives she has dropped.

    "Eight hundred and twenty-one."

    The Buddha replied with a smile.

    Everyone was stunned.

    I didn't know for a while, whether I should be surprised that the Buddha was watching so seriously, or why Nanxun Sister Nanxun would do such a cooking thing here.

    But in an instant, she saw her knife stop, and wiped the smooth knife surface with no tofu residue with a white cloth. Then he tilted the chopping board, the spirit water rushed down, and the whole piece of tofu, which had been cut for more than 800 knives, but was neither broken nor rotten, slid into the glass water tank next to it.

    Thousands of petals are clustered around the heart of the flower, and the buds are soft and magnificent.

    Immediately, a spiritual energy condensed from the bowl, and the gorgeous flowers with thousands of double petals slowly floated out of the golden soup and flew into the air, shrouding everyone in the Ice Lingzong.

    In an instant, Yan Yan sat down beside Su Yu, cross-legged.

    His thirty-six swords were lifted into the air, like golden petals hovering in one place.

    The ice soul sword in the hands of the disciples of Bing Lingzong, a handle was unsheathed, gathered around his thirty-six swords, like layers of petals surrounding the stamen!

    Thirty-six, thirty-seven, …forty-eight swords…

    His breath was soaring, and he was about to condense golden elixir.

    Everyone was surprised.

    And a piano sound also sounded instantly, and when he turned around, he saw Nanxun Qinxiu, and Lu Yizhou also smiled and crossed his knees.

    The strings are lightly picked and turned into blossoming golden flowers.

    Aerial flowers, more and more.

    "What's the matter, they broke through?"

    "This is... an array? What kind of array is this? Can people realize breakthroughs on the spot?"

    They were surprised when they saw the beautiful Buddha with bare feet, his hands folded in a ragged white robe, and his shoulder-length messy black hair draped behind his head.

    With a pair of pure and innocent eyes of compassion, he smiled at Yan Yan and Lu Yizhou who were in the epiphany, and Su Yu who was still immersed in the rhythm of knife rising and falling.

    Looking up, looking at the flowers condensed by the hundred swords and the sound of the piano, he stepped into the golden light.

    For a breath, he smiled, as if to correspond to their wisdom roots.

    The right hand slowly stretched out, the index finger and the thumb were gently twisted, and a long branch and leaf was vaguely formed between the fingers.

    Smile.

    Everyone:

    Sakyamuni:

    Tianshengzong: "???"

    Zhang Daoren took a step back.

    Something went wrong.

    He opened his mouth... He is going back to Nanxun with Shakyamuni, what should I do?

    Hang Waner hissed and covered her dantian.

    Help.

    Second Senior Sister, if this goes on like this, it will not be far from the day when her Hang Wan'er soars.

    The secret realm of the North is suffocating.

    Mei Zhener, who came in a hurry, her eyelids twitching.

    A hundred feet away from the northern assembly.

    【Qing Xuan stay. 】

    Mr Daoist glanced at the jade slip and waved his robe in the air, "Wuwang, this old guy, actually helped Zhou to abuse and help Tianshengzong to humiliate us! Brother Hong Yun, don't panic, sixteen I played against Wuwang a few years ago, and I can still win half a point! Speaking of which, he will also call me Brother Mu!"

    Hong Yun smiled wryly, blood on his face at the moment.

    They came to the north, but they were extremely unlucky and fell into the crack created by the aura vortex.

    For some reason, Nanxun's luck has been declining recently.

    He glanced at the Nascent Soul whose dantian had shrunk by three-quarters, and sighed, "Save it, your Nascent Soul is already like that. Don't you want to be buried there after the beating?"

    Mu Daoren don't look too far, "You get off the boat first, call Wuwang directly, and I will fight him to the death. Don't tell my apprentice, I am here."

    His Nascent Soul deteriorated rapidly, and he couldn't last long without fighting.

    "Let them think I'm dead outside!"

    Hong Yun didn't know how to answer the call, the boat was already parked at the address given by Qingxuan - the Nanxun assembly shop.

    "I'm not going - you do as I say."

    Mu Daoist was wearing a green robe, dancing in the wind.

    "You don't have to persuade me."

    "I would rather let my disciples remember the most powerful figure of my Daoist, the omnipotent master, and not let them see my weak and incompetent last days. However, with the last bit of spiritual power I have, I will go to Nanxun and seek justice from Sakyamuni!"

    Hong Yun sighed, "Don't act rashly, wait for me to observe the situation first."

    He had no choice but to control the talisman and get off the boat with the other two elders.

    On the boat, the Taoist priest closed his eyes and stood against the wind, a drop of crystal glittering at the corner of his eyes.

    "Teacher, I'm sorry for your teacher."

    "But this is for Nanxun, and for the thousands of other disciples like you...!"

    He took a deep breath and took out the jade slip from the mustard bag.

    Start writing a suicide note.

    He still has many exercises that he hasn't passed on to his disciples, and there are 500,000 spiritual stones hidden in the house that he hasn't told his disciples!

    But in an instant, I heard the sound of a talisman coming from behind.

    Mu Daoist turned around quickly, "Where is Wuhuang?"

    Hong Yun looked complicated, "It's right at the door of my Nanxun shop..."

    "What, what's the point! He really sees me as nothing in Nanxun!"

    Mu Daoren rushed down immediately, and even pinched a hidden trick for himself.

    "Wuwang old thief, do you still remember me, Brother Mu!"

    He shouted angrily.

    "Wuwang, I have seen Senior Sister Su."

    Mu Daoist: "??"

    The old bald donkey quickly turned around again and faced the gentle male disciple standing next to Su Yu, holding a violin - Daoist Mu was also very familiar.

    "Wuwang, I have seen Junior Brother Lu Yizhou."

    Mudao: