Mortals cultivate immortality, awaken their clones and practice together

"How is this possible?!"

At this time, Lin Yu's face flushed, and he couldn't understand why just a simple bowl of white porridge could make the senior brothers eat so much and praise it endlessly.

Could it be that this porridge is made of spiritual rice?

As soon as this thought came out, he shook his head.

Spiritual rice is such a precious thing, it is not something that ordinary people can have.

This kid is just a new disciple, how could he have it?

Seeing the fanatical expressions of the senior brothers, Ye Chunyang was also shocked, and subconsciously touched the big spoon in his hand.

"This spoon is really a treasure. I will use it to cook meals in the future, and I will definitely get fat!"

After a dark light flashed in his eyes, Ye Chunyang suddenly felt a little scared.

"I'm afraid that the spiritual porridge that was served will be seen through. Don't show your wealth, don't show your wealth. Ye Chunyang, you are really confused. The mystery of the big spoon must not be leaked out."

Although he blamed himself in his heart, Ye Chunyang pretended to be indifferent on the surface.

Ignoring the fierce looks of Lin Yu and others, he quietly washed the pots and dishes.

It was not until the evening that he returned to his courtyard with a large spoon on his back.

Having tried the special effects of the clone absorbing the Qinggu Lingye, Ye Chunyang specially brought back a lot of rice, fresh meat and other foods from the canteen this time, and quietly cooked them with a large spoon in the room.

Although it did not have the miraculous effect of the spiritual liquid, ordinary food became extraordinary under the infusion of the spiritual light of the large spoon.

Sure enough, after the clone ate the food containing spiritual power, Ye Chunyang felt his body heating up and his strength was faintly fluctuating.

"It's a pity that the Qinggu Lingye has been absorbed. It is obviously not enough to rely on food alone to stimulate strength. I remember that Senior Brother Sun said that only when you reach the sixth level of Qi Refining can you accept the sect's tasks, which include tasks that reward pills. Now it is better to improve your cultivation as soon as possible."

Ye Chunyang thought secretly and began to make plans for the future.

...

In the next few days, Ye Chunyang never used a spoon to cook in the canteen again.

The short-lived "spiritual porridge" was gradually forgotten by his fellow apprentices.

This also made Ye Chunyang feel relieved.

The days in the dining room were dull, but because he was a chef, Ye Chunyang's skills in making spiritual food captured the stomachs of a group of fellow apprentices.

Although Lin Yu and others did not like Ye Chunyang, they were just low-level Qi-refining cultivators, and they would just say a few sarcastic words to him on weekdays.

Due to Ye Chunyang's cooking skills and Su Xueyuan behind him, they did not dare to provoke him.

These days, Ye Chunyang felt more and more the indifference and selfishness of the immortal cultivators.

Being alone in this undercurrent atmosphere, he sought peace and quiet, and quietly improved his cultivation.

So.

Ye Chunyang lived a low-key life in the dining room during the day.

At night, he quietly brought food back and fed his clone with a big spoon.

...

Two months passed quickly.

In the wooden house.

Ye Chunyang looked at his clone, who had grown into a five or six-year-old fat boy, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

After punching through the air and making four consecutive air explosions, Ye Chunyang was secretly satisfied.

After two months, he and his clone had both reached the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Although he had broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining, Ye Chunyang felt that the spiritual power that could be dissolved by the spirit spoon alone seemed limited.

In the past few days, the spiritual power that the clone absorbed from the spiritual food transformed by the spirit spoon was not enough for the two bodies to absorb, and the speed of cultivation also slowed down.

"We still have to think of a way to find more spiritual objects for the clone to absorb. If there is no other source of spiritual power, it will take at least half a year to break through to the sixth level of Qi Refining under the current situation. This speed is still too slow."

Although Su Xueyuan had not looked for him again in the two months since he entered the sect.

But Ye Chunyang's defensiveness against this woman did not decrease at all.

"No matter what Su Xueyuan's plan is, the only way to protect yourself is to improve your cultivation as soon as possible and narrow the distance with her."

After worrying for a while, looking at the little fat clone in front of him, Ye Chunyang muttered to himself again.

"It's a bit awkward to keep calling you by your clone. How about giving you a name? Ye Xiaobao!"

"Ye Xiaobao, Ye Xiaobao."

...

The next day, as usual, Ye Chunyang went out at dawn and prepared to go to the canteen.

After thinking deeply last night, he felt that time was running out, so he was thinking about how to find more spiritual materials along the way.

"Ye Chunyang, how are you?"

When passing through an attic, a strange voice suddenly came from the front.

Looking up, Ye Chunyang actually saw a familiar face.

The person who came was Su Hu, another person who was selected by Su Xueyuan and brought out of the Su Mansion to cultivate immortals.

Su Hu was wearing a long robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, and followed by four or five guards and servants, looking at him with great momentum.

Ye Chunyang frowned and said, "Su Hu? What are you doing here?"

In the past two months, he has been practicing with all his heart, but he forgot that after Su Hu entered the sect, he seemed to be assigned to the guard team of the servants' courtyard.

What a coincidence that this guy showed up at this time, is he here to cause trouble?

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang remained calm and waited to see what Su Hu would say.

At this time, Su Hu patted the hilt of his sword and said with a proud look: "Ye Chunyang, you and I entered the sect together. Although you are still a cook who washes pots and cooks, and have made no progress, it doesn't matter. Now that I have been promoted to the guard team, I will naturally take care of you."

He is extremely talented, and he has even detected dual spiritual roots. His cultivation has improved by several levels in just two months since he entered the sect.

With such qualifications, even many senior brothers are attracted to him.

He was very upset when he thought that he and Ye Chunyang, the cook, were selected by the eldest lady to join the sect.

Seeing that Ye Chunyang was still as timid as a mortal, Su Hu thought that his spiritual roots must be very poor, and he might not even have broken through the first level of Qi Refining.

So he smiled coldly: "Ye Chunyang, what do you think? Now you just need to kneel down and beg me, and I will accept you as a slave, so that you will not be bullied in the future and lose the face of the eldest lady."

As soon as these words came out, several errand disciples beside him also laughed.

Each of them looked at Ye Chunyang with a playful look.

At this time, Ye Chunyang's heart sank.

This guy came to trouble him so blatantly, I am afraid he has something to rely on.

I have only cultivated to the fourth level of Qi Refining, and Su Hu can be promoted. Could it be that he has cultivated to a higher level?

I am weak and cannot compete with this guy head-on, so I can only use Su Xueyuan to suppress him.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang pretended to be angry and said, "Su Hu, you and I were both selected by the eldest lady to join the sect. We should support each other. You dare to act recklessly. Aren't you afraid that the eldest lady will punish you?"

"Act recklessly? Hahahaha... Just because you are a useless waste, even if I kill you, the eldest lady will not ask!"

Su Hu raised his head and laughed. His cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and his status has also risen.

Su Xueyuan's deterrence naturally faded a little in his heart.

Today he must teach Ye Chunyang a lesson and feel completely satisfied.

Before he finished speaking, Su Hu had bent his hands into claws and chopped them fiercely.

A series of gas explosions sounded in the air, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground were swept away with a crackling sound.

Even the crowd that gathered was forced to retreat several steps.

Ye Chunyang's heart was solemn.

I never expected that Su Hu would not take Su Xueyuan seriously and would attack as soon as he said.

Could it be that he has already risen to the high level of Qi Refining and is not far from building a foundation?

Seeing the claw wind approaching, Ye Chunyang thought about saving his life.

He tried to dodge but it was too late, so he poured spiritual power into his palm, just thinking about pushing away the claw first.

Su Hu looked disdainful, thinking that with his current strength, how could a waste like you resist?

Seeing the claw and palm were about to collide.

What happened next.

Everyone was shocked.