"Bastard master! Master, you bastard!"
Meng Qinghan walked into the kitchen with a frantic look on her face.
To think that she, the dignified Great Empress, would be reduced to cooking for a Dragon Realm cultivator. It was simply too humiliating!!
The entire kitchen was clean, and there was a white and flawless stove.
She had spent the whole day yesterday to chop down the crooked tree and had already piled it up piece by piece.
"Hmph, you want to eat breakfast, right? Let's see if you can eat bengong's dark cuisine!”
Meng Qinghan seemed to have thought of something, and a smirk appeared on her face.
Then, she used a wooden spoon to scoop out a large spoonful of rice grains from the rice jar and prepared to put them into the big pot on the stove.
" Huh??"
Suddenly, she stopped.
"Wait!"
"This, why is this rice so fragrant?"
She widened her eyes and looked at the rice grains in the spoon.
The sesame-sized grains of rice were crystal clear and flawless, shining with a faint moonlight.
An extremely rich fragrance came from the rice grain.
"Hiss ~~!"
She took a deep breath and immediately felt refreshed. Even her cultivation was much smoother.
"What kind of rice is this?"
Meng Qinghan's eyes lit up.
Normally, rice was one of the five grains. Ordinary cultivators would not eat it.
This was because not only did these grains not have any spiritual energy, but they also contained traces of toxins. Although long-term consumption of grains did not have much effect on cultivators, it would more or less affect their cultivation speed.
However, the spiritual energy contained in the rice grain in front of her was even purer than some ordinary spirit stones!
"This Qingxu Peak is not simple!"
Meng Qinghan muttered to herself.
Yesterday, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cut down the crooked tree.
Today, it was rice grains that contained surging spiritual energy again!
No matter how foolish she was, she had some guesses in her heart.
Perhaps every blade of grass and tree on Qingxu Peak was extremely strange.
Immediately, Meng Qinghan didn't delay any longer. She quickly poured the rice into the big pot, added spring water, and started to cook.
"Humph, it's just cooking, it's not difficult for bengong.”
Meng Qinghan moved the firewood into the stove and wiped the sweat off Bai Jie's forehead. A smug smile appeared on her face.
"Master, Master, let's see what else you have to say after I finish cooking!”
Meng Qinghan clapped her hands and began to circulate the spiritual energy in her body. Flames surged out of her sleeves and began to burn the firewood to cook.
A minute passed…
Ten minutes passed…
The time for an incense stick to burn passed.
"Impossible!"
Meng Qinghan's face was black from the smoke. She stood up with a 'thud' and stared at the stove.
Inside the furnace, five or six pieces of firewood were quietly placed there.
It was exactly the same as before. There was no trace of burning at all.
" How did this happen??" Meng Qinghan's mouth was slightly agape, her face full of astonishment.
After the time for an incense stick to burn, even refined steel would be melted by the true fire she had activated, let alone firewood.
"Is the rice not cooked yet?"
At this moment, a slightly lazy voice sounded.
"Master?"
Meng Qinghan was startled by this voice and quickly turned around to look.
Chen Xuanfeng approached her with his hands behind his back and looked at her indifferently.
"Master, there's something wrong with your firewood. It can't burn at all!”
Meng Qinghan said, somewhat embarrassed.
"You think it's the firewood?"
Chen Xuanfeng raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a faint smile.
"Of course!"
Meng Qinghan raised her chin and nodded vigorously.
However, Chen Xuanfeng spat out four words after receiving the answer.
"Foolish!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Meng Qinghan immediately went crazy.
Foolish!
Ahhhh!
Her master, a mere Dragon Realm cultivator, actually called her stupid!
Whether it was in her previous life or this life, who had ever said that she was extremely stupid?
"Master, watch carefully! I have to prove to you that it's the problem with the firewood!”
Meng Qinghan squeezed out these words from between her teeth. Then, she angrily turned around and once again controlled her true fire. She directly stepped over the firewood and began to burn the big iron pot, wanting to directly cook the rice grains in the iron pot.
The fire snakes surged and crackled as they burned the iron pot.
Chen Xuanfeng leaned against the door and closed his eyes to take a nap.
This experience baby disciple of his was still too inexperienced.
He said a few words and directly broke through his defense. His mentality was a little bad.
"That's good. If I don't sharpen your temper, you really don't know how high the sky is.”
Chen Xuanfeng smiled faintly in his heart.
ten minutes passed
an hour passed
Meng Qinghan was drenched in sweat, and a few strands of hair by her ears were drenched in sweat. Her moon-white gown clung tightly to her body because of the sweat, outlining the unique graceful figure of a woman.
She panted slightly and opened the lid to take a look.
“！！”
"How did this happen? Impossible!"
He saw that the spring water in the big pot used for cooking had already boiled countless times, but the white and flawless rice grains did not look cooked at all.
Suddenly, Meng Qinghan took three steps back, her eyes filled with shock.
She widened her eyes, and her pretty face gradually became dejected.
Wuwuwu, it was too difficult!
"This time, it's still the problem of firewood?"
Chen Xuanfeng slowly opened his eyes and spoke.
Meng Qinghan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, she glanced at the rice grains in the pot and said dejectedly,
"Master, please guide me."
Chen Xuanfeng nodded. After a moment of silence, he said,"Do you still remember how you chopped down that crooked tree when I asked you to do so yesterday?”
"Remember, cultivation is the cultivation of the heart. Try to calm down and feel it. You will never be able to find the true Great Dao in a rush.”
"I've already made myself clear. I'll wait for you at the Clear Void Hall. If you can't even cook this rice within two hours, you won't be qualified to be my disciple.”
Chen Xuanfeng's voice gradually faded away.
Meng Qinghan stood rooted to the ground.
Cultivation is to cultivate the heart
If he couldn't cook the rice within two hours, he would find his way down the mountain…
Chen Xuanfeng's words were like two heavy bombs, instantly exploding Meng Qinghan's head!
The second sentence, in particular, shattered her pride as the reincarnation of the Great Empress!
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