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

Xia Jinghan's words are correct, a smart cultivator knows how to "change with the times".The environment has changed, and the method of practice must naturally change accordingly, otherwise it is normal to die badly.

But the key lies in how to change, how to change.

Xia Jinghan, who had just returned to the Profound Sky Continent, hadn't thought about this point, but he suggested that the monks should not think about fighting with the sky, don't rush to practice, and don't try to solve the situation of stagnant spiritual power immediately.

This is undoubtedly a torment for the monks.May I ask who can accept that the incomparably powerful self has become like an ant, and those powerful monks suffer more than ordinary monks, because they are closer to success, and they are about to reach the end, but they are told by the referee to run again and start again. It doesn't matter if you run, but this time you have to touch the ground with your hands.

Dare I ask who can stand such a toss?As a result, many cultivators' mentality collapsed, and they became obsessed. Many sect tragedies occurred in the Profound Sky Continent, and some sect masters even started to kill their own disciples in a frenzy.

Lin Mo and Xia Jinghan originally wanted to leave the Profound Sky Continent quickly and return to the lovely 21st century, but there were too many troubles, and no one was willing and able to solve them. Xia Jinghan, as one of the highest cultivators in the cultivation world, One, you can only take on the heavy responsibility.

Of course, with his ability, he could also choose to leave, but he didn't.

Lin Mo and Xia Jinghan flew with their swords in a refreshing manner, without wearing gas masks, because they found that the turbid air didn't seem to have any effect on them, they could cast spells as usual, and their spiritual power was not stagnant.

This made Lin Mo feel very strange. Could it be that he and Xia Jinghan were really so lucky, the so-called "chosen ones"?

The place where the Zongmen tragedy happened is in Danzhou. The last time Lin Mo came here was more than a hundred years ago. At that time, he had just left Changqi Mountain, and it was here that he met a strange man—a famous gourmand of comprehension— Tanzhou old monster.

Danzhou is a land of warm mountains and soft waters, with beautiful mountains, clear waters and beautiful scenery.Although there is a sect here, the atmosphere of life is strong, shops and restaurants abound, which is really different from Changqi Mountain.

So, after the Zongmen tragedy was solved, Lin Mo decided to go for a walk with Xia Jinghan to relax his tense mood.

It was spring at this time, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and plants. The singer of the Qinlou and Chu Pavilion sang a new word, holding a round fan half-covered her face, and gently threw a piece of fragrant handkerchief, and fell impartially. On Xia Jinghan's shoulder.

Xia Jinghan raised his head and looked at the woman on the singing tower, only to see that woman smiled slightly, even the brightest flowers in spring can't compare, even Lin Mo, who has seen many beauties, can't help but admire.

But Xia Jinghan's expression didn't change a bit, he glanced at Lin Mo, and handed the handkerchief to Lin Mo.

"The beauty gave it to you!" Lin Mo teased with a smile.

"Not interested in."

"Tsk, it sounds like I'm interested."

"Are you not interested?" Xia Jinghan's expression moved slightly, "I am very happy to see you."

Seeing Xia Jinghan's appearance, Lin Mo couldn't help laughing. This guy is like an iceberg most of the time, but his expression is much more vivid when he is with him. This discovery made him laugh in his heart for a long time.

After a while, Lin Mo hesitated and said softly, "I'm only interested in you."

Xia Jinghan turned to look at him, the two looked at each other and smiled, Xia Jinghan gently held his hand.

The two of them moved forward all the way without a clear destination, they just walked along the way, enjoying this rare quiet time.

Suddenly there was a commotion in front, and when I walked in, I found a lot of people gathered around a white-haired old man in a black robe. I saw that the old man in the black robe was tall and thin, with a long face, a pair of bright eyes, and a beard. It is as long as the chest, and it looks like a fairy.

Lin Mo and Xia Jinghan hadn't figured out the situation when they saw everyone kneeling down and shouting "Long live the God of Cookery" with expressions of admiration.

Lin Mo looked at Xia Jinghan in a daze, Xia Jinghan shook his head, expressing that he didn't know what was going on.

The old man who was watched stretched out his arms, his face full of intoxication.

"Couldn't this be the leader of the sect?" Lin Mo whispered to Xia Jinghan.

"It's possible." Xia Jinghan said, "I don't think this person has any real skills."

Lin Mo smiled: "Compared to you, no one is really capable."

Lin Mo's praise from the bottom of his heart was distorted by Xia Jinghan's honest face: "Are you talking about being in bed?"

Lin Mo was stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief, and then he looked down at his toes, pretending that he didn't understand anything.

Xia Jinghan looked at the corner of Lin Mo's mouth with a smile, and stretched out his hand to pinch the tips of his red ears.

At this time, the neglected old man in black couldn't take it anymore, and everyone else knelt down in front of him with great admiration, only this couple of dogs and men regarded him as nothing, and they were bored with themselves, which was really annoying.

"Why don't you two bow down when you see the God of Cookery?" The old man held up a dark red statue, talking nonsense solemnly.

"We didn't say we were going to teach either!" Lin Mo replied bluntly.

"You..." The old man was at a loss for words for a moment, his face flushed red. "The God of Cookery protects his believers. Those of you who disrespect him will definitely not be able to survive this catastrophe!"

Xia Jinghan ignored this meaningless threat and said, "What is the God of Cookery?"

The old man said triumphantly: "You don't know that, do you? The God of Cookery is the old monster Danzhou!"

"What does Old Monster Danzhou have to do with you?" Lin Mo asked. Anyway, he can be regarded as Old Man Tan's only true disciple, and it's not easy to watch others use the name of Old Monster Danzhou to bluff around.

The old man stroked his beard, looked at the two of them with the eyes of an ignorant child, and said with embarrassment, "I am the only true disciple of Old Monster Danzhou."

"What's your name?" Xia Jinghan asked.

"Hmph, you don't know this? You really are short-sighted!" The old man smiled dizzily, "Of course I am Shi Ran, his only true disciple!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Lin Mo petrified on the spot, but Xia Jinghan was also stunned.

After a while, Lin Mo said slowly, "You can't be Shi Ran."

Seeing Lin Mo's words being so sure, the old man's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Why?"

Lin Mo smiled: "Because I am Shi Ran."

"Eh?" The old man was surprised this time, because although he had encountered doubters, no doubter dared to say that he belonged to Shi Ran in such a sure tone.

But after all, the old man has been in the rivers and lakes for many years and has rich experience. He immediately suppressed his horrified expression, and said sternly: "Nonsense! How can you, an ordinary-looking young man like you, be able to pretend to be the disciple of Old Monster Danzhou?!"

As soon as these words came out, Xia Jinghan said coldly: "A mediocre appearance? Are you blind, old man?"

Lin Mo: "..." Is this an indirect compliment for my good looks?And Mr. Xia, why is your focus so strange!

The old man didn't know whether he was intimidated by Xia Jinghan's aura, or bewitched by Xia Jinghan's beauty, he was stunned for a moment, and then said blankly: "No...not as good-looking as you."

Xia Jinghan: "..."

Lin Mo couldn't help laughing out loud, and supported Xia Jinghan to laugh forward and backward.

Xia Jinghan looked at the old man and said seriously: "They are all prettier than you."

Lin Mo laughed even harder when he heard this, and it took him a long time to calm down. He gave Xia Jinghan a thumbs up: "Boss, I admire you!"

Lin Mo finally discovered that Xia Jinghan is so humorous, and it is such a creative humor, it seems that he really can't be judged by his appearance!

Seeing Lin Mo smiling so happily, Xia Jinghan couldn't help laughing.

The believers kneeling in a circle on the ground looked up and looked at this side and then there, with a dazed look on their faces.

"Who are you?" Xia Jinghan finally returned to the topic.

"I... I am the old monster Tanzhou himself!" the old man in black said angrily, but he obviously lacked confidence.

Lin Mo smiled: "I said I am Shi Ran, you think I don't even know my master?"

"You...you can tell that old Tanzhou monster is fake, and I am the real one!" The old man showed his unreasonable and nonsensical skills.

When Lin Mo was thinking about what to do with this thick-skinned guy, an old and loud voice sounded: "Beer, melon seeds, mineral water..."

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, and then continued with a smile: "Peanut melon seed eight-treasure porridge!"

"Come on, make way, make way!" An old man in a coarse blouse and carrying a sack squeezed in from the kneeling crowd.

Looking at the group of people kneeling around, the old man with the sack frowned, waved his hand and said, "Get up, don't kneel here and get in the way."

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, finally a middle-aged old lady stood up, and the others followed suit.

"Who are you?" The black-clothed old man was a little confused, one by one, and a third one appeared.

"Who am I? You pretend to be Lao Tzu, and you don't even know who Lao Tzu is?" the old man with the sack said angrily.

"You, you are..." The old man in black stared at the old man in the sack for a long time, with tears in his eyes. "Bu Er, I am Er Zhu!"

The old man in black shouted emotionally, as if seeing a long-lost relative.

"You are... Er Zhu?!" The old man with the sack opened his eyes slightly.

"Yes, it's me..." the old man in black cried.

"..."

Lin Mo and Xia Jinghan looked at each other, and both read the bewildered feeling of "what the hell is this plot" from each other's eyes.

Looking at the two live treasures who were embracing and crying, Lin Mo was a little speechless, and interrupted with a light cough: "Are the two seniors ready to cry?"

The old man in black wiped his nose: "Wait a little longer."

The sack old man calmed down quickly: "I'm fine, thank you."

Xia Jinghan watched the performance of the two calmly, and now he was a little impatient, frowned and said: "Can you bother me to introduce myself?"

"I am Tan Erzhu," the old man in black spoke first, "He is Tan Buer."

"Tan Buer?" Xia Jinghan turned to the old man with the sack, "You are the old monster Danzhou?"

The old man with the sack smiled and stroked his beard: "It's my lord, Comrade Xiao Xia, it's a pleasure to meet you!"