"This Taoist Master, I beg you, accept me into the mountain gate. My parents died when I was young. I have been living alone and wandering around the world. Because I admire the reputation of the immortal gate, I beg all the way to the mountain gate. I just want to become a disciple and seek Taoism.
, Qianxiu Taoism, you can always put me in the door wall, I will definitely..."
Thousands of miles of mountains, hundreds of famous peaks, and hundreds of thousands of cultivation sects in the world. There are only five sects that can be called top-notch, known as the Five Great Immortal Sects, and this is where Xuanji Sect, which was once one of the five great Immortal Sects, is located.
In front of Xuanjimen Mountain, hundreds of young people were lining up in a long queue, waiting for a fat Taoist in front of the mountain gate to ask questions. At this time, in the front of the line, there was a fifteen-year-old boy crying with tears on his face.
The face is dirty, but the eyes are very bright.
The fat Taoist glanced at the young man impatiently, squinted his eyes and said, "Cultivation to immortality is something you mortals can't understand. Not to mention that my Xuanji Sect won't accept you, I'm afraid even other third-rate small sects won't accept you.
, I think you should accept this and go home to farm honestly!"
Lin Feng looked at the fat Taoist in embarrassment. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He just felt aggrieved. This is not how the script was written!
Cultivation of immortals also depends on qualifications. Qualifications are divided into ten levels. In addition to the ten-star qualifications that are rare in ten thousand years, the strongest one is the nine-star qualifications. All the major immortal sects are eager to get such talents.
Lin Feng is not talented, but his qualifications are half a star!
Damn it, half-star qualifications are nothing. Sporadic qualifications are just mortals. They don’t have to think about cultivating immortals for the rest of their lives. They probably won’t even be able to touch the threshold.
Although one-star qualification is the worst qualification, you can barely get started. You will have to struggle in the Qi refining period for a lifetime. If you are lucky, you can build the foundation of the spiritual platform. If you are unlucky, you will be a handyman for the rest of your life.
But what is half a star?
Lin Feng has always felt that if he can be spotted by three talented people, it will not be a problem for him to get into a sect. Now it is better. If ten-star qualifications are rare in ten thousand years, then half-star cultivation qualifications are rare in a million years.
All rare to see.
"Wake up, I have been responsible for recruiting disciples for more than sixty years. This is your first time meeting half a star. No immortal sect will accept you. Go back quickly!" the fat Taoist kindly advised.
Are you kidding me? I, Lin Feng, am a time-traveler, and I also possess three heaven-defying scriptures. With such a good start, how could I just go home and farm?
Gritting his teeth, Lin Feng, who has been drifting since he was a child and has never done any menial work, still doesn't believe in this evil today.
"Master Dao, please do your best. I can do anything as a handyman, even if it's just a handyman. Just accept me. Even though I'm young, I can do any kind of work. I can do laundry, cook, carry water, and do odd jobs, especially cooking. I
No one who has tasted his craftsmanship can say anything bad about it!" Lin Feng tried his best to promote himself with tears in his eyes.
The fat Taoist was a little impatient. Just as he was about to kick this bastard away, he heard a sound that was like the sound of nature.
"Is your cooking really as good as you say?"
When Lin Feng heard this, he tilted his head and saw a beautiful figure flashing in front of him. She was beautiful, with long legs and big breasts. More importantly, she had a noble temperament. Even at this moment, she was holding a roasted sweet potato and eating it in small bites.
It doesn't lose any of its charm.
"Of course, my master is the royal chef, and his skills are unparalleled. I have cooked more than 4,000 kinds of dishes, and I can recite 100,000 kinds of recipes alone!"
It was obvious that the beautiful figure in front of him raised his eyebrows and seemed a little moved.
When the fat Taoist saw it, he hurriedly said: "Senior Sister, this guy is dishonest. There are so many dishes in the world, and he boasts and doesn't draft them. I'll throw him out right now to save you trouble!"
After saying that, she rolled up her sleeves and was about to take action. The senior sister tilted her head slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, just leave him to me!"
When Lin Feng heard this, his eyes lit up. This senior sister seemed to have a high status and seemed to care about food. He had to find a way to get in touch with her and sneak into the immortal sect.
Seeing that the senior sister had spoken, the fat Taoist did not dare to object anymore. He quickly stopped his hand and stood aside. He glanced at Lin Feng and secretly said: Little guy, senior sister is not an ordinary person. If you don't have the ability you said, no matter what.
You are too full to eat and walk around.
The senior sister said to Lin Feng: "Follow me!"
After saying that, she walked into the mountain gate first. Behind her were two little girls, Pianzi, with red lips and white teeth, and skin so tender and greasy that it would probably make water flow if she pinched it.
The three of them were all carrying a small backpack filled with food. Lin Feng followed behind and took a look. They were all small things. Roasted sweet potatoes were the most popular, and the others were all big cakes and steamed buns. They had no selling point. Could it be that they were here?
Food is extremely scarce, so wouldn’t it be a great advantage to have a head full of recipes?
Lin Feng didn't have time to measure how big the Xuanji Sect was, but the range of hundreds of famous peaks was terrifying to death.
Lin Feng was determined to enter the Xuanji Gate. Firstly, his qualifications were really embarrassing. Secondly, the world was so big and boundless. It took Lin Feng four or five months just to find the Xuanji Gate. In the first place, cultivation was
The younger the better, over and over again Lin Feng felt that even if there were other sects willing to take him in, by the time he found one, he would already be in his mid-twenties and would have missed the golden age of cultivation.
I don’t know how long it will take to arrive. Just as Lin Feng thought this, the senior sister had already stopped. She turned around and said to Lin Feng: "Come in quickly!"
The location she was on was a flat ground, and there was nothing unusual. Lin Feng stood there confused, and saw that the scenery in front of him changed, and he had arrived under a mountain peak.
I don’t know how high the mountain peak is, and the top reaches straight into the sky. Could this be the teleportation formation in the novel?
"Let's go!" Senior Sister said again and grabbed Lin Feng with one hand.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng's feet left the ground. He was so frightened that he was running around. He finally felt that there was something under his feet to support his feet. However, he found that the mountain peaks continued to enlarge, and the wind kept ringing in his ears. He flew higher and higher, and he was so scared that he was sweating all over.
The two little girls turned around and turned into two cranes flying through the air. In the blink of an eye, the four of them had reached their residence on the top of the mountain.
Lin Feng was completely confused, but he finally understood that the senior sister was flying with her sword. It was very magical to reach such a high mountain in the blink of an eye. However, this was the first time that Lin Feng discovered that he actually had a fear of heights.
This is embarrassing. Can I still fly with a sword in the future?
The senior sister was considerate of Lin Feng and let him rest for a while. The two little girls each ate the roasted sweet potatoes with gusto and were making fun of Lin Feng.
After resting for a long time, Lin Feng finally regained his composure and hurriedly said: "Sister, I'm fine!"
The senior sister nodded and said, "Then make something for me to eat!"
Leading Lin Feng to the kitchen, Lin Feng looked around for a while. Apart from firewood, rice, oil, salt and vinegar, there were no dishes in the kitchen. Instead, there were a few fist-sized eggs on the rice bowl. When he lifted the lid of the pot on the stove, there were still a lot of things in the pot.
There was little rice, so Lin Feng took a pair of chopsticks and tasted a little. There was not much water in it. It was rice that had been cooked overnight, but it was just right.
Lin Feng's cooking skills are all about cooking. He gets into the mood almost as soon as he enters the kitchen. He lights up the fire, washes his hands, puts a small pot on the small stove, pours a spoonful of oil on it, and it's piping hot in the blink of an eye.
He held two eggs from unknown animals in his left hand. He knocked the shells and broke them into pieces. The yolks and whites flowed into the pot. He stir-fried them with a spatula and turned them into egg droplets in the blink of an eye. He poured the egg droplets into a bowl on the side.
Although the seasonings are complete, there are no side dishes. Lin Feng can only cut some green onions and stir-fry, pour in the rice and egg droplets one by one, sprinkle with salt and stir-fry for a while, and the hot egg fried rice is ready.
The steam was hot and fragrant. Lin Feng clearly felt that the senior sister swallowed her saliva. She divided the rice into three bowls, put it on the table and said, "Try it!"
It is obviously the simplest egg fried rice, but it is very strange for monks who have cultivated immortality and bigu. At least Lin Feng can tell that the senior sister has never tried to eat it like this.
What's more, Lin Feng has confidence in his cooking skills. The color of the eggs is very uniform, not too tender or too old, making the whole bowl of rice appear an attractive golden color, and the frying is perfect.
In fact, Lin Feng can guess from the satisfied expression on the senior sister's face that the proportion of seasonings is appropriate, the oil, rice, and eggs are adequately mixed, and the soft and tender eggs wrap the elastic rice. It is a comprehensive treatment for the tongue and teeth.
enjoyment.
After all, the senior sister was concerned about her image, so the two little girls didn't care about anything else. They ate rice all over their faces, and after finishing a small bowl, they still felt like they were still unfinished.
Holding the small bowl, they looked at Lin Feng pitifully. Lin Feng filled it up for them in a funny manner. The egg portion was enough, and the portion that Lin Feng fried was not small. He also made a bowl to share the food. After a while, the four of them were
Just eat the bottom of the pot clean.
The senior sister gave Lin Feng a thumbs up with great satisfaction and said, "That's right. From now on, you can stay in Qian Xuefeng and concentrate on cooking. You don't have to worry about anything else!"
Chapter completed!