The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

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"Yes." Huang Rong unfastened the flying sword on her back, put it on the table, and said, "My flying sword has a red sword spirit, and sister Xiuxun's flying sword has a blue sword spirit."

Shang Xiuxun also untied his flying sword.

Ling Chi looked at the two swords and said, "Miss Sword Spirit, can you show up and see?"

"I'll see you as soon as you say, why?" The red sword spirit in Huang Rong's sword snorted coldly, and didn't even shake it, but the blue sword spirit in Shang Xiuxun's sword flew out, saying: "Hello, I am Xiaokui."

Looking at this small blue light ball, Ling Chi said in his heart: It really is her.

"Hi, Xiaokui." Ling Chi nodded with a smile, "I'm Ling Chi, Ling from Lingyun Zhuangzhi, Chi from Jiuchi Roulin, and senior brother from Qionghua School's Zhujian Valley. You can call me Brother Ling."

"Brother Ling." Xiaokui called out very meekly.

"Hello, Xiaokui." Ling Chi smiled and said, "Xiaokui is really a gentle girl, very lovable."

"Yes... I have won the award."

"Yo, I'm still shy." Ling Chi smiled and said, "Xiao Kui, you are so cute. If you cultivate a human body one day, you will definitely be crazily pursued by countless men."

"No, no." Xiaokui's blue light was a little more red, which amazed the three girls present.

"Humph! Dengtuzi!" The red sword spirit flew out and stood in front of Xiaokui: "You dare to moles Xiaokui, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

Ling Chi looked at the red sword spirit and chuckled lightly: "What's your name?"

"None of your business!" The red sword spirit had a bad temper: "Don't moleste Xiaokui again, or I'll make you look good."

"I didn't tease her, I just told the truth." Ling Chi said, "Don't you think Xiaokui is cute?"

"Of course Xiaokui is cute, but you just don't want to tell me." The red sword spirit said coldly.

"You have quite a personality." Ling Chi smiled and said, "Okay, don't be so fierce, and I won't bully Xiaokui."

"It's better not, or I will make you regret it." The red sword spirit said fiercely.

Ling Chi shrugged, turned his head and asked, "So, Master is still casting the magic sword?"

"Yeah." Huang Rong nodded, and said, "I don't know if it's been cast yet?" After a pause, "But that magic sword is too big, it's more suitable for men, so let Brother Ling use it then!"

With a buzzing sound, Feng Huo Lei from behind Ling Chi rushed out and buzzed continuously at Huang Rong, as if to say: Xiao San shut up!

"Hee hee, Feng Huo Lei seems to be jealous." Huang Rong covered her mouth and laughed.

"Huh?" The red sword spirit sensed the sword spirit contained in the wind, fire and thunder, and said: "Your sword spirit is not bad, although it is not as good as mine, but it has extremely high intelligence, good material, and high potential!"

"Of course." Ling Chi stretched out his hand, Feng Huo Lei fell into his hand, buzzing twice, like a coquettish puppy, begging to pet the dog's head.

Ling Chi smiled slightly, stroked the blade, and said, "Fenghuolei is a divine sword tailor-made for me by Master, and the entire Qionghua Sect cannot find a second flying sword comparable to Fenghuolei."

buzz-

Feng Huolei buzzed a few times triumphantly, as if saying: Come on, let's boast a little more.

"..."

The red sword spirit smiled and said: "It's really interesting, your sword is good, if the magic sword is recast, let Xiaokui return to the magic sword, and I will forcefully be the sword spirit of your sword!"

buzz-

Feng Huo Lei kept humming, seemed a little out of breath, and cursed: You little three, you are so shameless!

"Dare to scold me?" The red sword spirit rushed into Fenghuolei, and after a burst of fighting sounds, the red sword spirit shrank Fenghuolei sword spirit, and dared not fight with the red sword spirit anymore .

"..." Ling Chi was dumbfounded: "This is also okay!?"

"Of course." The red sword spirit smiled proudly: "The environment here is good, the aura is abundant, suitable for cultivation."

"Xiaohong, are you going to abandon me?" Huang Rong bit her handkerchief with a resentful expression on her face.

"It's disgusting." Xiaohong tutted: "This place is much better than your broken sword environment. I want to cultivate a human form as soon as possible. I must choose a better environment. This place is more suitable than yours."

This is very sad.

Huang Rong looked at Ling Chi tearfully.

"..." Ling Chi sighed, and said, "If the magic sword belongs to me, then Fenghuolei will be used by you!"

"Thank you Brother Ling, you are so kind." Huang Rong happily snatched Feng Huolei over and said, "That's great, Xiaohong, we can be together again."

"Hmph! I want to practice, don't make noise." Xiaohong stopped talking.

Seeing Huang Rong snatch Ling Chi's Feng Huo Lei, Shang Xiu Xun fell silent: What should I do?

If the magic sword is used by Ling Chi, then Xiaokui will definitely go back, so her flying sword will become the worst of the three, and can only be on par with Shuang'er.But now she has spiritual roots and can practice spells, but Shuang'er doesn't. If she still uses this sword in the future, she won't be able to keep up with the progress.

Maybe because he saw Shang Xiuxun's troubles, Ling Chi said: "Don't worry, let Master make another flying sword for you later, the quality is definitely not inferior to Fenghuolei."

Shang Xiuxun breathed a sigh of relief, nodded: "Yes."

"..." Shuang'er was silent for a moment, then said: "Next time you go to Buzhou Mountain, can you take me there?"

"Sister Shuang'er will definitely go." Huang Rong said: "When the time comes, Senior Shenlong will also open up the spiritual roots for Sister Shuang'er, and we will be able to practice spells together."

A smile appeared on Shuang'er's face: "Thank you."

"Thank you, we are the best sisters." Huang Rong smiled.

"Ah."

Ling Chi scratched his head and said, "I only have better fire spirit roots. I wonder if this senior Shenlong can help me improve my other spirit roots?"

"That depends on the mood of Senior Shenlong." Huang Rong said with a grin, "So when brother Ling goes, he must roast the meat deliciously, so that Senior Shenlong can eat it to the point of death, so that he will be in a good mood. , maybe I’m willing to give you a higher spiritual root level.”

"That makes sense." Ling Chi nodded, and said, "When is the next time?"

"Senior Shenlong said that there is a lot of death in Buzhou Mountain. If a living person stays for a long time, it will affect the lifespan. With our cultivation level, going once a month is the limit." Huang Rong said.

"One month?" Ling Chi nodded: "Then I will hone the red-level meat recipes during this time, and hope he will be satisfied."

"Well, Brother Ling, come on, you can do it." The three girls encouraged in unison.

Ling Chi smiled slightly, and said: "I'll go and see how the master forged the magic sword, you can do whatever you want!"

"it is good."

……

On the farm, Ling Chi heard a burst of tinkling sounds, each of which carried the power to shake the soul, which was amazing.


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