I am the master of food up in the world of comprehension

"Changqi Mountain is the number one immortal sect in the world, and Tianshu Peak is where the head is. Even though the head is hundreds of years old and is a master of a generation, he is very friendly." Mo's tour guide took the initiative to introduce the scenery and human conditions to him, "Actually, there is no difference between mortals and immortals. They all have their own temperament. Changqi Qifeng, the head and the other five chiefs are very easy to get along with, except for that... the one from Yuheng Peak. Xia Bingshan!"

"Xia Bingshan?" Lin Mo thought the name was quite interesting.

Mo Changfeng on the side couldn't help but sneered and said, "Okay, Junior Sister Wanling, aren't you afraid that Xia Shouzuo will hear this?"

"What are you afraid of? Xia Bingshan doesn't seem to care. In his eyes, we are similar to little bugs." Xu Wanling pouted, and the three of them walked towards Tianshu Peak while chatting and laughing.

Tianshu Peak, inside the Qingming Hall.

Xia Jinghan stood in front of the water mirror with an indifferent expression, turning a deaf ear to Xu Wanling's teasing words, but the leader Jiang Yumu was a little embarrassed, touched the tip of his nose and said: "Children are not sensible."

"It doesn't matter." The woman in the blue shirt behind Xia Jinghan said lightly, "Who is that mortal?"

"It should be brought back from the world, and you will find out after asking."

Xia Jinghan nodded slightly, and the atmosphere became silent again.

Lin Mo was brought down to the hall, looking at the first two "immortals" a little nervously.

I saw one of them, wearing a Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk, with a faint smile on his mouth, looking very elegant.Lin Mo guessed that this was the head of Changqi Mountain that Xu Wanling mentioned.

And his nervousness was mainly aimed at the other person sitting above—the first time Lin Mo caught a glimpse of him, there was only one word that came to his mind—beautiful and incomparable!

The man glanced at Lin Mo lightly, then his eyes fell elsewhere, as if he didn't exist.

But even so, Lin Mo was still like a student waiting for the teacher to take the school exam, his palms were slippery, and he was in a panic.

Even Xu Wanling, who was always lively, became serious when she saw the person sitting above her, and told the whole story about her trip to Northern Xinjiang to investigate the Demon Cult and her encounter with Lin Mo on the way back.

"So, this little friend Lin is now a family member who has died and is homeless?" Jiang Yumu said in a pitiful tone, "Nowadays, monsters and beasts are running rampant, and the Devil's Cult is about to move around. This world is not safe anymore!"

Lin Mo was relieved by Jiang Yumu's kindness, but he heard a cool female voice: "The head of the sect means that he wants to take in this young man of unknown origin?"

It was the woman in the green shirt behind Xia Jinghan who spoke. When Lin Mo was curious about her identity, the woman said again: "He is the only one alive in the whole village. Is there something else wrong?"

These words hit Lin Mo's sore spot, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

After hearing this, Xu Wanling defended weakly: "Xia Shouzuo, we walked with Young Master Lin and found nothing unusual..."

Lin Mo looked up at Xia Jinghan, who was expressionless, and the woman in green shirt behind him, who was also expressionless, and had a vague guess in his heart.

"Is it wrong for me to survive?" Lin Mo's tone was flat, but his words were loud.

Jiang Yumu was startled slightly, and said in a warm voice: "It's a blessing that Xiaoyou Lin survived this catastrophe. I, Chang Qishan, is willing to take Xiaoyou Lin in. Of course, Xia Shouzuo's doubts are not completely unreasonable..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Jinghan walked down the stairs and walked straight to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's heart palpitated endlessly, but he pretended to be calm on the surface.

Xia Jinghan is worthy of being a high-ranking monk, and the coercion radiating from his body is not at the same level as Xu Wanling and Mo Changfeng.

Lin Mo froze in place, looking up slightly at the handsome man in white clothes who were snow-white and clean, walking towards him.

Xia Jinghan is several hundred years old, but his appearance is no different from that of a 22-year-old youth. In addition, his appearance is extremely handsome, and his expression is very indifferent.

But now, such a person was standing in front of Lin Mo, separated from him by a distance of less than a foot, with cold eyes, as if he could see through him.

Lin Mo raised his eyes to meet him, and felt his heart tense, wishing to tell the whole story about himself.

Xia Jinghan just looked at him like this, without expression or speaking.After a while, he turned and left Qingming Hall.

Lin Mo was a little confused, so Jiang Yumu got up and came to Lin Mo, summoned a few magic tools, and looked at Lin Mo, like a doctor examining his body, and finally said with a smile: "Don't blame Lin Xiaoyou, Xia Shouzuo is afraid There is a demon who borrowed your body to rebirth, I have checked it just now, and there is no abnormality. If Lin Xiaoyou doesn't dislike it, you can stay in Changqi Mountain."

Hearing this, Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked Jiang Yumu repeatedly.

Mo Changfeng brought Lin Mo Yujian to a village under Changqi Mountain. Lin Mo was a little confused: "Didn't you say that I can stay on the mountain?"

Mo Changfeng smiled, a little embarrassed: "Those who cannot practice can't stay in Changqi Seven Peaks, and are usually placed in Liuxian Village at the foot of the mountain."

Lin Mo looked at the clean and spacious streets of Liuxian Village and the similar wooden houses that had been repaired, and thanked him with a smile.

He has nothing to complain about. This place is a thousand times better than the Lin Family Village he was in before. To put it bluntly, he is just an idler who cannot cultivate. It is considered a great kindness for others to provide him with food, drink and accommodation.

Mo Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief at Lin Mo's reaction, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Liuxian Village is different from the villages in the mortal world. After all, it is protected by Changqi Mountain, and there will be no monsters. Pleasant, with good weather every year. Most importantly, miscellaneous spirit roots can also practice some spells. Although it is impossible to become a fairy, it is more than enough to prolong life."

After hearing this, Lin Mo knew that Mo Changfeng was comforting himself, but he couldn't help feeling a sense of loss in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face.

Mo Changfeng took him to the largest courtyard in the village, which was the residence of the new disciples before going up the mountain - the Yingbin Courtyard.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man, slightly fat, with a square face, fair skin, full cheeks, he looked honest and gentle.

Mo Changfeng affectionately called him Lao Li. Lao Li was the steward of the Welcome Academy and was responsible for receiving new disciples who had just arrived.

"This is Lin Mo, Fellow Daoist Lin." Mo Changfeng introduced, "He is good at cooking, and I hope you can arrange a place for him in the kitchen."

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk." Lao Li smiled kindly, "I'll talk to Big Fatty and Er Fatty later."

Mo Changfeng sent Lin Mo to the welcome courtyard and left. Lao Li took Lin Mo to the kitchen.

It was time to make lunch, and the kitchen was filled with fireworks.

Big Fatty and Er Fatty were sweating profusely cooking vegetables by the big stove, and a dark and thin boy was washing and picking vegetables beside him.

"Big Fatty, this is the new Xiao Lin." Lao Li said to Big Fatty with a smile on his face.

Fatty raised his head and glanced at Lin Mo from the cooking fumes. Although separated by the lingering smoke, Lin Mo could still read the disdain in his eyes. What can you do? You can’t even hold a spatula?!”

Old Li laughed and coughed twice, choked by the oily smoke, "This was recommended by Immortal Mo Changfeng."

"Cut, who the hell! To get into this kitchen, you have to have real skills, not embroidered pillows!"

Lin Mo rolled his eyes in his heart, not understanding how he became an embroidered pillow, and argued, "I can cook."

Er Fatty sneered, filled up the freshly cooked hot dishes, and pointed to the skinny boy who was washing the dishes in the corner: "You, like him, go and help first."

Lin Mo looked at Lao Li for help, only to see Lao Li chuckled twice, turned and left.

Lin Mo sighed, and sat on the side washing vegetables with the black and thin boy.

Although washing vegetables is not what Lin Mo wants to do, it is also an essential step in cooking. Lin Mo still carefully washes every vegetable leaf.

At the end of the day, in addition to washing vegetables, Lin Mo also did miscellaneous tasks such as picking firewood, pouring slop, and even feeding chickens. At night, he was so tired that his back ached.I secretly made up my mind that tomorrow I must fight for a chance to prove my cooking skills, and I can't just suffer these bullying.

At night, Lin Mo and the black and thin boy slept on the same bunk.The black and thin boy has a name that doesn't match his appearance at all - Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu was introverted and taciturn, and he did not speak more than three sentences a day with Lin Mo, and it was still when Lin Mo asked him.

Perhaps it was because of working more and eating less, Lin Mo was so hungry that his chest stuck to his back in the middle of the night.

"Goo—" the stomach let out a loud protest.

Lin Mo rubbed his stomach and let out another "goo".Hey, why doesn't it seem like it's your own?

Lin Mo turned around, looked at Wang Hu who was lying on his side with his back facing him, and suddenly realized that he was not the only one who was hungry late at night.

He climbed out of bed softly, put on his robe and went to the kitchen, thinking about finding some food to satisfy his hunger.

All the meat and meat dishes were wiped out by Da Pang and Er Pang. Lin Mo frowned as he looked at the cabbage leaves on the chopping board.

Finally, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the bamboo basket by the stove, and couldn't help but feel happy.

The hares in the basket were just sent by Orion tonight. Lin Mo's eyes were shining, and he cleaned up the hares and cut them into cubes.

The fiery red dried chili is cut into small pieces, poured into a hot oil pan with various seasonings such as onion, ginger, and garlic, and stir-fried with the diced rabbit.

The rich and fiery aroma made people move their index fingers, and Wang Hu came to the kitchen on tiptoe angrily.

He quietly stood at the door of the kitchen and watched Lin Mo cook, and watched the pair of white and slender hands twirling in front of the stove, the movements were smooth and graceful, like flowing water.

He has seen people who cook well, but he has never seen someone who cooks so well.

As for whether it is delicious or not, the aroma in the kitchen is the best answer.

Wang Hu couldn't help swallowing, and the hunger in his stomach became even worse. Under the coercion of Da Pang and Er Pang, he ate less food and worked more every day. He hadn't seen such delicious food for a long time.

Lin Mo turned around and met Wang Hu's eager eyes.

Lin Mo smiled at him, and came to Wang Hu with a plate: "This is cold eating rabbit, it tastes better when it's cold. Let's go back to the room first."

Just as the two were about to leave the kitchen, they heard a roar: "What are you two doing sneaking around in the middle of the night?!"