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

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In addition, Ling Chi also practiced a set of sound wave skills for searching souls through sound transmission, which is the kung fu used by Li Qiushui and Wu Xingyun before the final battle in the original book.This set of kung fu is activated by internal force, and it is directly transmitted to the brain of the person through speech, disturbing the mind of the person, even if the ears are covered, it will not have the slightest effect.

But the biggest effect is that this set of sound wave skills can be positioned. As long as the person who hears it responds, they can know the location of the other party.This is how Li Qiushui found Wu Xingyun, and then there was the final battle of life and death.

Ling Chi felt that this technique was particularly useful. In the past two months or so, he had sent voice transmissions to Shuang'er, Sijian and even Wu Xingyun several times, and learned their locations accurately. The four courier girls brought food over, and then asked Wu Xingyun to come over for dinner, and tell him some difficulties in martial arts by the way.

With the sound transmission soul search method, Ling Chi felt that his quality of life had improved significantly, but it also made Wu Xingyun dumbfounded: "The sound transmission soul search method I sent was actually used by you as a mouthpiece. It is a waste of money."

"For me, there is no distinction between good and bad martial arts, only good or bad." Ling Chi looked at the old Wu Xingyun and sighed: "Every time I see your face, I think it's better to be a martial artist." Children are better."

"Huh!" Wu Xingyun gave him a stern look, then remained silent, and said, "In February next year, I will be rejuvenated, and you will be able to see me when I was a child."

Ling Chi opened his eyes wide: "Really?"

"This is also my catastrophe." Wu Xingyun said lightly: "I practice the Changchun Kungfu of Everlasting Immortality. I started practicing at the age of six and rejuvenated every 30 years. It's just that every time I rejuvenate, I will lose my kung fu, and then I will grow up every day. At the age of one year, the power also recovers for one year, after the body stops growing, but the power still recovers for one year every day until it stops."

"I rejuvenated for the first time at the age of 36, and it took me 30 days to recover my skills; I rejuvenated once at the age of 66, but it took me [-] days to recover my skills. Next year will be my third time, and it will take [-] days to recover. Those [-] days When I am the weakest, my enemies will definitely take the opportunity to come and kill me, so I ask you to protect me."

"Why... why is there no such skill on the wall?" Ling Chi asked.

"This is my master's self-created magic skill, which was only passed on to me. But this skill still has flaws, so it is not easy to engrave it on the stone wall." Wu Xingyun said.

"So that's how it is." Ling Chi suddenly said, "But this martial art is really good. Although it has flaws, it can be rejuvenated once in 30 years, and it is powerful enough."

After a pause, Ling Chi asked, "Your master isn't a god, is he?"

"Immortal?" Wu Xingyun was silent for a moment, and said: "I only know that Master flies to the sky and escapes from the earth, and is omnipotent. As for whether he is an immortal or not? Only he knows."

"So, your master is not dead?" Ling Chi asked.

"I don't know." Wu Xingyun said indifferently: "Sixty years ago, the master passed the position of master to the younger brother and left the Vulture Palace to me, and then drifted away without a trace."

"Sure enough, it's the demeanor of an expert." Ling Chi guessed: "Maybe he will leave the mundane affairs and leave after he ascends in the daytime!"

"Maybe!" Wu Xingyun took a sip of the egg soup and said, "With you here, I don't worry much about the disaster in the coming year."

"Don't worry!" Ling Chi smiled and said, "With me here, no one can hurt you."

Wu Xingyun smiled: "Don't you feel disgusted when you say this to me, an old woman in her 90s?"

"Isn't it going to be eighteen next year?" Ling Chi said, "I'll give you a big gift then."

"Oh?" Wu Xingyun was a little curious: "You won't cook me another table of good food, will you?"

"It's much better than that." Ling Chi pretended to be mysterious: "You will know when the time comes."

"Playing with mystery." Wu Xingyun put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said, "I'm done eating."

"Are you full after just a few mouthfuls?" Seeing that she had only drank a small bowl of tomato and egg soup, a slice of steamed buns, and a few mouthfuls of vegetables, Ling Chi said, "Your appetite is much worse than before."

"It's probably old! I can't eat much." Wu Xingyun caressed her snow-white long hair. Not only her face was old, but her voice was also old. The voice is older.

"It's not that old." Ling Chi comforted, "Young lady is half-old, she still has her charm."

Wu Xingyun chuckled: "Although your mouth is very poor, it is also quite sweet sometimes. If you use it on those little girls, you will be able to hold children by the end of this year."

"Hehe." Ling Chi smiled and said, "I haven't thought that much yet."

Paused: "In another month, I want to go back to Song Dynasty."

Wu Xingyun frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Take care of some private matters." Ling Chi smiled and said, "Don't worry! I will definitely come back in half a year at the most."

"..." Wu Xingyun was silent for a moment, and said, "I'll let Four Swords accompany you."

Ling Chi looked at her and said, "Don't worry about me?"

"No." Wu Xingyun shook his head: "Your martial arts are much higher than Four Swords, they can't stop you. Let them take care of you along the way! They will send back your news as soon as possible."

Paused: "The Vulture Palace has a large sphere of influence, if necessary, I will let you order it."

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "Then I'll keep Shuang'er too! I'm leaving, and only Shuang'er can cook for you."

Wu Xingyun glanced at him and nodded: "Alright."

……

That night, Ling Chi returned home and explained the terms of exchange with Wu Xingyun today.After hearing this, Shuang'er nodded, "I'm relieved to have Sijian taking care of my brother. Don't worry about my brother, I like the atmosphere of Vulture Palace very much."

"I have nothing to worry about, but Sijian is following me, and some things are inconvenient." Ling Chi said.

Shuang'er smiled and said, "Brother cooks a few more meals for them, but they still don't obediently listen to him."

Ling Chi looked at her, and said with a half-smile, "What's wrong with you?"

"Quadruplets are rare." Shuang'er said: "Beautiful quadruplets are even rarer in the world, brother, don't miss them."

Ling Chi smiled: "Since Shuang'er has said so, I will refrain from doing it!"

Shuang'er chuckled, and was about to say something when she suddenly heard Huang Rong's voice: "Brother Ling, Sister Shuang'er, I found the tigress who just gave birth to a cub. Open the gate of the farm and I will bring the tiger in."

Ling Chi and Shuang'er showed joy, and immediately entered the God of Cooking space, opened the passage to the farm, and let Huang Rong enter the farm with the tigress in hand.

In the farm, Huang Rong was holding a shivering tigress in one hand and two fluffy cubs in the other, when she saw Shuang'er, she immediately smiled: "Sister Shuang'er, look, I found the tiger's breast. "

Shuang'er's excited eyes were filled with tears, and said: "Rong'er, thank you."

"Thank you, this is what I should do." Huang Rong giggled, put the two little tigers that still smelled of milk on the ground, and said, "Brother Ling, I like these two little tigers very much. Keep them on the farm!"

"Let's raise it!" Ling Chi smiled and said, "Are these two male or female?"

"I haven't had time to look at it yet." Huang Rong picked up the little tiger and looked at it: "This is only a female, and this... is also a female."

"It's a pity." Ling Chi said: "If it's a public one, I can drink wine in the future."

Huang Rong's face turned red and her eyes sparkled, "What does Brother Ling want to drink?"

Ling Chi gave her a provocative look: "What do you think?"

"Hee hee, I won't say anything." Huang Rong was a little excited about the success of her prank.

"Cough cough." Shuang'er coughed twice and said, "Brother, please make three bottles first!"

"Okay!" Ling Chi stopped joking, took out a few porcelain vases, and said, "Rong'er squeezes out the tiger's milk, I'll go to milk the cow's milk, and Shuang'er will go to squeeze the goat's milk."

"Ah."

The three of them worked together to divide the work, and soon got enough rewards, and then returned to the God of Cooking space to start making the drink [I want to grow up].