I'm a passerby, I'm the daughter of God

The spiritual power gradually dispersed, and the cyclone began to weaken. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that several brothers had already eaten.

Right in front of her, there was a table with a blanket on the floor. Several brothers were sitting around the table, already having a hot pot.

My goodness, Second Brother Shen Linxi was holding a big pork elbow and was almost finishing it.

She closed her eyes, sighed, and didn't dare to open them, hoping it was my illusion...

"Xiaowu, what are you still doing here? Come and eat."

"Oh, here we come."

Chi Yue took two steps at a time, walked forward and sat under the carpet.

Everyone's bowl was filled with hot flesh and soul, except Jiajing's, who had nothing in it. He sipped the tea in his hand, turned his head and smiled at her, and naturally pushed the lychee pastry he had made not far away to her side.

Chi Yue looked down and saw a white plate with peeled lychees placed on the outside and a small milky white hill in the middle. It was very delicate, giving the impression of a rough man eating fine bran.

The cream poured on top looked like modern cream, and she took a spoon and gently scooped a mouthful. It had a dense and smooth texture, with the sweetness of lychee, but not greasy.

Jia Jing glanced at her slightly curved eyebrows from the corner of his eye and picked up the teacup to suppress his smile.

The other brothers were eating with their heads down and no one noticed this detail.

Chi Yue ate a lychee and looked around: "No, we are in front of the mountain gate. Does the master allow us to eat here?"

The second brother shook his head: "You have been enlightened for almost five days, and when we are hungry, you can't even let us eat two bites."

The fourth brother picked up a soup dumpling, nodded frequently, and put it directly into his mouth.

The skin of the soup dumplings was thin and even translucent. Chi Yue picked up the dumplings with chopsticks and took a bite. The delicious juice flowed into her mouth. The meat soaked in juice was not fat or greasy, and it tasted smooth and refreshing...

The smell of fireworks day and night, the gentleness of cups and drinks in the world.

The elders who were coming and going not far away all chose to turn a blind eye.

Although it was humiliating to do so in front of the mountain gate, it was understandable that they were young and easily hungry. Besides, Chi Yue, that kid, had been enlightened for five days, so he must have been starving. Let the child eat something, what's wrong?

It was hard for the disciples standing guard not far away. They were originally guarding at the mountain gate. Now their position was taken by someone else, so they had to move back. It's not that the position is bad, it doesn't matter where you stand. It's just that the fragrance is really mouth-watering...

Not only the disciples who were guarding, but also the disciples who were practicing swordsmanship not far away. Although they had been fasting for a long time, they could still feel hungry. If it weren't for the physical training, their stomachs would have been growling long ago.

The disciples in the Qi training stage complained even more. You are fasting, but they are not. As a human being, you have to eat three meals a day. Who wouldn't be confused by the fragrance?

Even the Shang Canteen has not improved its food. They serve steamed buns with cabbage every day, which is not only bland but also extremely unpalatable.

Sword cultivators swing swords every day, and if they don't eat, they will starve to death. Now, in comparison, it's like heaven and earth. Suddenly, they secretly groaned in their hearts, their eyes misty... Who is as miserable as them...

An elder watched the disciples lose their focus while practicing sword skills, patted his thigh, and looked like he was disappointed with them. Then he gritted his teeth and rushed to the uncle master: "You should take care of it. Those bastards are eating and drinking at the mountain gate. Those disciples with low cultivation have no intention of practicing sword skills.

The uncle opened his small eyes and looked at the elder for a few times: "They eat their food, what does it have to do with others?"

"No, if they were at Fufeng, who would ask for this? But they started eating right at the entrance of the mountain. The smell even drifted into the sword training ground."

The uncle master opened his eyes: "What..."

The elder looked at the expression of his great-grandmaster, and felt relieved. He bowed his head and said, "You can take care of it."

Upon hearing this, the great-grandmaster took two steps at a time and strode out, muttering, "You little brats, you guys think you can eat and drink in your own territory, Fufeng, but you ate outside without inviting me. Fine, fine, go to hell with all the respect for teachers, it's all bullshit..."

The elder watched the great-grandmaster rush out in a hurry, as if he was going to fight, and felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly shouted at his back: "Great-grandmaster, why don't you move to another place and go back to Fufeng to eat. There just happened to be a batch of vegetables delivered this morning in the canteen, let them go and get them..."

After saying that, he frowned again. When the master uncle is in a good mood, he is very good, but his train of thought is beyond the reach of ordinary people. I wonder how the master uncle is going to teach those brats a lesson this time. If they get beaten because of him, it would be a big sin. Hey, he just wants them to move to another place...

When the uncle-master ran to the door angrily, he looked down at the few people sitting cross-legged on the blanket and eating happily. He couldn't help but let out a loud "hum..."

Everyone stopped instantly, holding bowls and chopsticks, and looked up at the person who had come.

Chi Yue quickly interjected, "Master uncle, why are you here? Come on, come on, please take a seat. This is a freshly roasted rabbit leg. Try it. It's delicious."

Second Senior Brother Shen Linxi quickly stood up, made a gesture of invitation, and spread the carpet on the seat next to him: "Uncle Master, please."

The uncle-master looked at their fawning ways, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he still snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Chi Yue took out Qingxuan wine, poured a full cup and placed it on the table.

The uncle smiled and sat down. This kid is the best. He took a sip from the cup, which made him feel full of spiritual energy and the fragrance of Qingxuan fruit. He took the freshly roasted rabbit leg and tore off a piece of meat with one bite. It was so beautiful~

Zhang Lao returned to the sword training ground and cast a look of relief at several inner disciples. Everything was in the hands of the master. The master had taken care of it, so they could practice sword training with peace of mind.

The disciples nodded and continued to lead the disciples in sword practice. But the fragrance was everywhere, and it even became more and more fragrant, so greedy that even they kept looking towards the mountain gate...

The elder was slightly puzzled, and his figure flashed. In the middle, there was a sloppy old man sitting on a blanket. He put his hands on the table, one hand holding some roasted rabbit legs, and the other holding a wine glass. He was eating happily...

There are three question marks on his head. Didn't he come here to ask for punishment? Why did he eat it?

The elder of the Mission Hall patted his shoulder, stood beside him, and sighed: "Don't you know your uncle yet? He can even pour wine into a teapot. Look at him, isn't he confused after seeing this?

Do you think no one noticed so many elders coming and going? Forget it, these kids have worked hard. They went out alone and advanced again and again. They must have suffered a lot. It’s okay to let the kids eat something. Besides, they didn’t eat the sect’s food. They brought their own…”

Elder: "......" secretly complained: No, I'm not stopping them from eating, I just want them to move to another place...