The Strongest Sect of All Times

“Oh, my God, this is delicious! ”

“I've never had such delicious fried rice before, give me another bowl... no, two bowls! ”

“Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh, duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh ”

In the canteen, the disciples swallowed the tiger and ate the stir-fried rice, praising it and not even wasting a grain of rice.

This delicious fried rice, they can no longer describe it in words.

Even the cold Lu Qiang sits alone at the table in the corner and eats slowly.

Not to mention Li Qingyang.

After eating stir-fried rice, you can only describe your previous cooking as‘ garbage ’.

Xiao Sin has delicately tasted every grain of rice. The expression on her face changes and she darkly exclaims: “The food of the world! ”

Gun Chang laughed and ate two bowls, meaning to put down the chopsticks and hiccup on the chair.

Liu Wanshi across the street held his cheek in his hands and his eyes twinkled with a smile: "Master, how is my cooking? ”

King Chang laughed and praised: "Too much better than the Star Moon Building chef! ”

He's really glad that he's crying about coming to the Iron Bone Pie, otherwise where can he go to find such an awesome cook?

Liu Wanshi smiled and left his mouth open: “The Star Moon Building is just an ordinary cook, I am a senior cook, waiting to learn the higher level, the food can provide strength. ”

“So good?” Kingston smiled silly.

Lu Xuan glanced over and continued to eat stir-fried rice with his head slightly lower.

Liu Wanshi hipped and laughed: “Master, can I stay in the Iron Bone Pie now? ”

“Yes.”

Kingston laughed completely unconsidered.

Liu Wanshi's stir-fried rice made the disciples feel comfortable and returned to their places of residence without forgetting to whisper.

……

The night is coming and the moon is high.

Lu Qiu sat on the roof of the hall with his hands on his knees and his chin against his arms, looking at the view of the mountain forest outside the door pie.

“It's late, why don't you go to bed and do your job tomorrow?” Jung-chang jumped up from below.

Lu Xiao ignored him, a pair of cut water eyes, always looking at the distant view, the cold wind blow, soft green silk floating.

King Chang sat down with a smile and kept his distance from her: “This seat feels a little better if you have something to say to someone. ”

"'I'm fine,' said Lu Qiu. ”

King Chang smiled: "Sitting on the roof in the middle of the night just to see the stars and moon? ”

“Yeah. ”

“… so elegant. ”

"“ Master, Liu Wanshi is not simple, "said Lu Qiu. ”

“Why isn't it easy?” King often laughed.

Lu Xiaofaintly said: “As far as I know, only the Ouyang family of the Royal Heavenly Oracle will make a meal that can improve strength. ”

Royal City of Heavens?

Jun has never heard of laughter, but judging from the two words of Wang Cheng, it must be a very unbelievable place.

“Doo Doo is not Ouyang. ”

“Name can be changed, surname can be hidden. ”

“Like you? ”

Lu Qiu was silent and jumped.

Looking at the wonderful back of the room, King Chang shouted with a smile: "Lu Xiao, remember, you will always be a big disciple of the Iron Bones. ”

"'I know,' said Lu Qiu. ”

"If you have any enemies, any resentments, when the Gate is strong, you will be in charge here, don't be reckless, and don't do anything stupid. ”

Lu Xingxing's eyes flashed, then pushed the door open, went in, closed the door.

King Chang smiled and beat up a debt and jumped from the room back to the main hall.

Lu Qiang stuck it in front of the door of the room and said faintly: “It seems like you know a lot. ”

……

The next day.

At dawn, Liu Wanshi tied his apron and began to busy in the kitchen. Soon, the vegetable aroma filled the entire yard, and his appetite opened when his disciples had just woken up.

“Mmm... it's delicious! ”

“Feel like eating these dishes and not getting tired all day! ”

“Serve me soup! ”

Inside the doorpin cafeteria, the disciples swallowed and swallowed the tiger, completely endorsing Liu Wanshi's cooking.

After eating, the disciples felt full of strength, walked to the martial arts and began a new day of cultivation.

“Qingyang, Qingyang, go on with your mission. ”

King smiled at the toothpick and walked out of the cafeteria.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, an explosion came, and a red paint door flew out from the side ‘cum’ and broke into pieces on the far ground.

My door...

The toothpick in his mouth fell, and his stiff head turned to the front door.

“Step.”

Yesterday the swordsman stepped in and sighed and drank: “The drifting knifeman, Ma Yongning, has come to teach the Iron Bone Sect to master high tricks! ”

……

In the martial arts.

Gun Chang smiled and held a green dragonfly knife. His eyes erupted into anger.

After eating and drinking enough, he came out with a toothpick and make-up bite. As a result, the door was kicked out with one foot and everyone else was angry.

Ask Ma Yongning's knife to look him in the eye, slowly pull out the knife and throw the sheath into the field: “Confirm your eyes, you are the one I want to fight. ”

“Confirm your grandfather! ”

King Chang smiled and stepped up. More than 2,000 kilograms of power were poured into the green dragonfly knife and suddenly chopped off.

Without the martial arts, his knife, although cold as it may seem, is far from killing the drifting and handsome of the elders of the Springs.

“Ding!”

Ma Yongning held up his knife and was surprised: "Have you not entered the martial arts yet? ”

“Brush!”

Gun Chang smiled and spanked again with the same trick.

But Ma Yongning went on to say, “Ma has challenged more than thirty gatekeepers in a row. I've never seen you so weak! ”

“That's a lot of bullshit! ”

Gun Chang laughed and waved the knife. He cut it off.

Neha, the other party is a real samurai, easy to catch and escape.

Ma Yongning followed several moves and retreated to the edge of the martial arts field: “Boy, you are too weak, Ma doesn't have a sparse hand. ”

“Really?”

King Chang smiled and threw the Green Dragonfly knife out, offering his first cold sword. “Do you dare to take this sword? ”

Ma Yongning swept a slightly chilly sword and judged it extraordinary, but faded away: “Do you think we can bridge the gap between us with high-quality weapons? ”

Take a step and put yourself in a pick-up position.

“Brush! Brush! Brush!”

King Chang laughed and waved with his sword, carrying out the nine overlapping wave swords in one, two, three... until after the eighth, he rose in the sky and cut out the ninth formula in the layered waves!

He who broke through the eleven veins and cultivated the Easy-Muscular Sutra, once again spreading the sword trick, the power far outweighed the previous!

“Shh...”

Jianqi converged on nine overlapping waves, practicing without double-chopping.

Ma Yongning sneered, holding his hands on the knife handle and laying them across his shoulder, spiritual force into the knife surface, obviously hardening the Nine Overlap Sword Type IX!

“Ding!”

The sword energy is blown directly from top to bottom on the knife surface, the cold sword spread, and the dust on the floor is blown away instantly.

“Knock! ”

The next second, the sound of the weapon breaking up, the knife infused with spiritual power was cut off by the sword, and Yue Wei did not shrink to the side of Ma Yongning's shoulder.

“Boom!”

Nine overlapping swords bombarded the ground, leaving half a metre of long sword marks and a broken knife stuck on the slab.

Ma Yongning stunned, slightly, pounding on his knees, trembling his hands and pulling out the half-cutter, his head torn open, his lungs shouted: “My knife--”