The Heavenly Master Gives Me Food: Brother and Sister Bravely Enter the World of Cultivation

After walking for several days, Yu Zhouwan and Song Lisheng arrived at Qiushan Town, a small town near Pujueshan.

Because of the thunder in Pujue Mountain in recent days and the strangeness of Pujue Mountain, outsiders became curious.

Now many people have come to the town, including people from the three sects and schools, as well as individual cultivators.

It broke the peace and tranquility of the town and made it crowded and noisy.

The people in the town were all ordinary people at the first or second level of Qi Refining. When they saw outsiders, most of them were terrified, and only a few who wanted to get rich were happy.

Yu Zhouwan and his companions arrived late, as the only three inns in the town had already been booked.

In that case, Yu Zhouwan and Ran Ruoheng decided to sleep in the mountains.

Two people were sitting around a campfire with an iron plate and an iron pot on top.

There is magical chicken stewing in the iron pot and magical pork roasting in the iron plate.

"Hiss...hot, hot...sha." Song Lisheng put the roast pork in his mouth without even blowing on it.

Yu Zhouwan flipped the barbecue and smiled helplessly, "Slow down, there's still a lot left."

"I take back what I said just now. In life, we should eat and drink as much as we can. It is easy to accumulate impurities and become a cloud of dust."

When Song Lisheng was in Tianyuan Sect, the masters all told him to abstain from food, as the desire for food would easily cause an increase in impurities in the body, which would be difficult to eliminate during cultivation.

So he followed the crowd and stopped eating and only took fasting pills.

But now, Song Lisheng held a bowl of soup, took a sip, and let out an "ah" sound.

Delicious food can really make people forget their worries for a while!

Yu Zhouwan raised his chin proudly, and once again fell in love with her cooking skills.

"Don't even look at who did it."

Song Lisheng looked at Yu Zhouwan's proud expression and praised him generously.

"Chef Yu, you are amazing. It's my fault that I didn't taste your cooking earlier."

Yu Zhouwan and Song Lisheng looked at each other and both burst into laughter.

The atmosphere is relaxed and cheerful, allowing one to briefly forget the troubles of the world of cultivation.

"It smells so good, so good, it's so good that I can't sleep!"

The sudden sound instantly made Yu Zhouwan and Song Lisheng alert.

Yu Zhouwan's spiritual sense is no better than that of ordinary people. As long as someone approaches within ten feet of them, Yu Zhouwan will notice it.

But she actually waited until this person spoke before she discovered him.

Yu Zhouwan and Song Lisheng turned around to look at the person who suddenly appeared. He was wearing what looked like a black and white cassock, and Yu Zhouwan even saw oil stains on it.

His right arm is bare, with twelve scars from his ordination.

"Little girl, what is this? It looks delicious."

Hearing his question, Yu Zhouwan looked at his face. He had white beard and eyebrows, and a bald head.

I thought he was an old monk, but there was no trace of time on his face, only his eyes that reflected the passage of time.

I can see through your heart at a glance, making it impossible to look directly at it.

He squatted by the campfire, looking longingly at the things on the iron plate.

Yu Zhouwan replied, "This is barbecue and chicken soup, uh... you..."

"Little girl, just call me Jueliao." The monk said with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on the baking tray.

"He has twelve scars from his ordination and he's a monk. He should be a master of a relatively high status in the Rama Temple. But I haven't heard of any outstanding master in the Rama Temple." Song Li's voice sounded like it came out from between Yu Zhouwan's teeth, and his lips didn't move at all.

Yu Zhouwan raised his eyebrows when he saw the monk who claimed to be the most powerful one had his eyes on the meat on the grill.

"Can monks eat meat?" Yu Zhouwan tilted his head back and asked Song Lisheng in the same way.

Before Song Lisheng could answer, the monk rushed to answer.

"You can eat it, you can eat it, why can't you eat it?"

Yu Zhouwan and Song Lisheng smiled awkwardly, feeling as if they were caught saying bad things about someone behind their back.

Yu Zhouwan took out a bowl from the storage ring, put the dipping sauce in it, and handed it to Jue Liao.

You dip the BBQ in the sauce and it tastes even better.”

"There is such a way to eat it!" Jue Liao took the dipping bowl, his eyes full of curiosity.

Holding a piece of barbecue, he ate as Yu Zhouwan said.

The sizzling pork is covered with dipping sauce. When you take a bite, the sauce mixed with the aroma of the meat explodes in your mouth, stimulating your taste buds.

Jue Liao swallowed it and looked at the dipping bowl in his hand with sparkling eyes.

Seeing that he liked it, Yu Zhouwan gave him more and made him a bowl of soup.

"Eat as much as you want. There's still plenty of meat in my storage ring." Yu Zhouwan said with a smile.

The three of them ate their fill and sat down leaning against a tree.

Jue Liao looked at the two and asked, "I forgot to ask you, what are your names?"

Yu Zhouwan and Song Lisheng exchanged glances, and Yu Zhouwan turned to Jue Liao and said.

Yu Zhouwan: "My name is Yu Wan, and I come from Lianxi City."

Song Lisheng: "I am Song Li, from Nanfeng City."

Yu Zhouwan explained, "We are friends. We heard that there are rare treasures in Pujue Mountain, so we came to take a look to see if it is real."

Jue Liao's lips curled up into a smile and his eyes narrowed.

"Yu Wan, Song Li, very interesting names. I don't have anything to do. Can I go with you?"

Yu Zhouwan's eyes slowly turned to Song Lisheng, and Song Lisheng's eyes also turned to Yu Zhouwan.

Song Lisheng: What do you say?

Yu Zhouwan: It’s strange that the monks from Rama Temple went up Mount Pujue with us.

Song Lisheng: Don't be afraid. The monks from Rama Temple are good people who walk the world of cultivation. They will never hurt us.

Yu Zhouwan blinked and nodded.

"You are welcome to do as you please, but I am afraid that we will hold you back."

"Hahaha~ Young people should experience ups and downs. There is no such thing as one holding anyone back." Jue Liao laughed.

Jue Liao is witty and humorous, not at all like the stuffy old monk that Yu Zhouwan had in mind.

The three of them had a pleasant chat. Jue Liao knew a lot of things, which shocked Yu Zhouwan and Song Lisheng.

When she was happy, Yu Zhouwan took out the strange stone spirit beast egg that her senior brothers and sisters had found for her at the market.

"Master Jueliao, can you please take a look at this stone egg? I clearly feel life inside it, but after careful examination, there is nothing."

Jue Liao picked up the stone egg and used his spiritual power.

The Buddhist mantra penetrated into the stone egg, and the spirit beast egg emitted a red light, but it did not trigger the stone egg's protective shield.

Yu Zhouwan sat up straight, staring at the stone egg.

After a stick of incense, Jue Liao opened his eyes and a ray of golden light flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Yu Zhouwan and said, "Reach your hand."

Yu Zhouwan extended her hand, and Jue Liao scratched her palm, dripping blood onto the stone egg.

Drops of blood fell on the stone egg, and the stone egg cracked inch by inch where the blood had stained it.

A contract formation lit up between Yu Zhouwan and the stone egg, and a spirit beast that Yu Zhouwan did not recognize appeared on it.

Yu Zhouwan's eyes widened. Song Lisheng, who was originally sitting casually, also stared at the stone egg when he saw this scene.

Jue Liao's pupils shrank. It turned out to be this divine beast!

Until the blood soaked the entire stone egg, the extreme spiritual power swept across Yu Zhouwan's palm and the wound healed.

The three of them looked at the stone egg, and a blue light was emitted from the cracks.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the stone egg remained the same, with no sign of cracking.

Three people:......

Jue Liao coughed twice awkwardly, "Ahem, ahem, it looks like you'll need some time to incubate it."