Picking up the beans that Qing Lan had picked and washed, the Sect Master of the Cold Sky Sect was about to cut them with his trembling hands, but the hand holding the knife was trembling uncontrollably.
After all, it was his first time coming into contact with something of this level. He was so nervous that he couldn't cut the beans properly in half an incense's time.
"This kitchen knife is indeed not very useful anymore. It seems that it's about time to change it.”Seeing this, Qing Lan said apologetically. He had thought about it for a long time. He had forged this kitchen knife not long ago. Although it was sharp, he felt that it was not very smooth.
The sect leader shivered when he heard this.
Senior was indeed a senior.
Are all kitchen knives so demanding?
One had to know that the kitchen knife that he had mentioned was not very useful. It was something that the sect master of the Cold Sky Sect had always dreamed of but could not obtain. In the eyes of the senior, it was not even qualified to cut vegetables. "Senior is too humble. How can such a saber not be useful?”The sect leader sighed." If only I had such a saber."”Qing Lan could not help but sigh. It seemed that this old man's family was indeed very poor. They were so poor that they did not even have a decent kitchen knife at home. Soon, three dishes and a soup were served to the table by Qinglan. When the first pair of chopsticks entered their mouths, the eyes of the Sect Leader and Yao Xina lit up. The two of them swore that they had never eaten such delicious food in their lives! Looking at their gazes, Qing Lan nodded with a smile. He was quite confident in his food. Although he was a lazy person, he was forced to do so because the food in this world did not taste good. Other than occasionally eating the beef noodles on the other side, Qinglan could only improve her diet. Of course, Qing Lan had taught him a thing or two about beef noodles. Qinglan and the others were full of wine and food. Back hall. The wild dog that had been knocked out by Qing Lan gradually regained consciousness. "Ouch, it hurts." "Damned mortal, I'll kill you when I recover.”Gou 'zi roared in his heart. He was filled with hatred towards Qing Lan. He was not only a member of the Demon Wolf Tribe of the Tyrant Valley, but also the son of the Demon Emperor of the Tyrant Valley. It was a great humiliation for him to be killed by a mortal. How hateful! "If I, Ou Dan, hadn't left the tribe and been severely injured by the evildoers, causing me to be unable to use even a ten-thousandth of my cultivation, how could this have happened?”"Don't let me find you. I'll cut you into pieces!”
As he roared in his heart, Gou 'zi finally opened his eyes. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! At this moment, countless beams of light shot towards him, so bright that he could not open his eyes. These beams of light seemed to place him in a rain of blades and swords. When he forced his eyes open, he found countless weapons scattered around him. " These weapons..." Orden opened his mouth in shock. The lowest of these weapons was spirit grade. Heavens! Gou 'zi suspected that the dog had given birth. Even though he was the son of Demon Emperor Tyrannical Origin, he had never seen so many sacred objects above the spiritual level! Not to mention him, even the old man behind him had probably never seen so many.
What was even more ridiculous was that these weapons were scattered all over the ground like rags. Who was it that was so generous! "That's not right." Orden seemed to have noticed something. The weapons scattered on the ground were all defective. "Onima." Ordan was even more shocked, unable to calm down for a long time. If defective weapons had a spiritual grade, then what grade would these weapons be if they were finished products? One had to know that a master craftsman who forged a finished product into a spirit grade weapon was completely different from a master craftsman who forged a defective product into a spirit grade weapon. Only the heavens knew what kind of person a defective product into a spirit grade weapon was. It was simply terrifying! "Who is it?" "What exactly is this place?"
Ordan took advantage of the fact that he had recovered a little strength from his coma to prop himself up and walk outside, carefully exploring the area. However, he accidentally stepped into the front hall. The moment he walked into the front hall, he felt as if the world had turned upside down. A powerful pressure descended on him. Then, the paintings on both sides of the wall shone with dazzling light. The eighteen weapons in the paintings shot at him like they had transformed. "Awoo." Ordan roared, feeling his legs go weak. He couldn't care less about anything else and ran. What kind of terrifying thing was hidden in that hall? He was so scared that he peed his pants. What the hell was this place? He ran in another direction in a panic and stepped in carefully. "Phew!" He heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no such terrifying thing.
However, there was someone! And that mortal was there too. Ordan's eyes were filled with hatred. He arched his body and prepared to tear this hateful mortal apart. That was not right. At the critical moment, Ordan stopped his body. The person eating with that mortal was…
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