system's super sect

"Uncle Wang."

As he walked, he met Uncle Wang who was carrying food to Tingyu Pavilion. Wen Ping quickly took a few steps and took the wooden plate from his hand.

Woof!

Woof!

The mountain dog Hahaha was circling around Wen Ping, and Wen Ping could only free up one hand to touch its head.

Uncle Wang responded in a hoarse voice: "Sect Master, it's time to eat."

"Uncle Wang, you don't have to go out of your way to bring me food from now on. Just put the food in the kitchen and I will eat it myself when I get hungry. In two days I will have time to go down the mountain and buy two maids.

You don’t have to be so tired.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Wang suddenly took a deep breath, shook his head, and said: "Sect Master, I can't do it, I can't do it. I'm already over ninety years old, and it's too much for two prostitutes. If the Sect Master is willing, help me find it.

A wife is enough."

"Forehead……"

He really couldn't accept what Uncle Wang said.

My hearing has deteriorated, but why has my wandering heart not diminished with age?

A maid can listen to a maid, she is really invincible.

"Okay, I'll help you find a wife."

I could only continue following the topic, and unknowingly I had arrived outside the door of Tingyu Pavilion.

Uncle Wang chuckled, grinning his already toothless mouth with a bright smile, and then said to Wen Ping: "Sect Master, please."

"You heard that clearly."

"I'm not deaf, so how can I not hear clearly?"

"Okay, please come back. If you have nothing to do, find a place to rest. Don't be busy all the time. Wait until I find a maid to come back and serve you."

Uncle Wang's smile suddenly disappeared again, and he quickly called Wen Ping with some melancholy, "Sect Master, you can't help me. I'm already dying. I really can't stand the trouble. It's better not to find a wife. I'll be content with having a wife."

"Okay, here we go again."

Wen Ping smiled and shook his head, walked into the house with the wooden tray, put it on the table, turned around and saw Uncle Wang off.

After seeing Uncle Wang off, Wen Ping hurriedly filled his stomach, changed his clothes, and prepared to go to the gravity field to continue practicing.

Just as he was about to leave, Yun Liao came.

As soon as Yun Liao entered the room, he handed some pieces of yellow paper in his hand to Wen Ping. After glancing at it twice, he remembered what happened yesterday.

These pieces of yellow paper were the application for star promotion written by Shihua, as well as various information. However, the current situation of the Immortal Sect described above was very different, and he really couldn't find any similarities.

It said that there were over a hundred disciples of the Immortal Sect. Wen Ping glanced at Yun Liao, and there were only four of them including him, and one of them was a fish.

But he knew that this was just nonsense, and the purpose was just to get a three-month safe period.

"Elder Yun, please accompany me to Cangwu City early tomorrow morning. Don't go to the foot of the mountain to recruit disciples this afternoon."

"OK."

Yun Liao nodded.

Wen Ping suddenly changed his mind and asked, "Elder Yun, can you cook?"

"You should know a little bit about this kind of trivial matter."

"Okay, then I'll have to worry about the food for the past few days. Uncle Wang is about to be over 100, and it's really inconvenient to move around."

"I cook?"

Yun Liao was stunned for a moment.

Wen Ping is probably the first person besides his parents to ask him to cook, right?

Isn't it a bit too wasteful to let a monk who is at the 13th level of physical training waste time cooking?

"When I come back in two days and buy some maids, I won't need you anymore. I'll give you another surprise then."

"surprise?"

"Yes, I'll give you the opportunity to learn Huang-level low-grade pulse technique."

"Yellow level inferior pulse technique!"

Yun Liao took a breath and looked at Wen Ping as if he had heard wrongly.

The expectation for Wen Ping to speak again flashed in his eyes, and Wen Ping could only nod vigorously to make sure there was no slip of the tongue.

"really?"

"Am I still going to lie to you?"

Wen Ping smiled.

Yun Liao quickly picked up the bowls, chopsticks and dishes on the table, quickly packed them and put them on the wooden plates. Although he was very unfamiliar, he smiled like a child.

Because practicing pulse art is something he has always wanted to do in his dreams.

It's a pity that even the low-grade yellow-level pulse technique is a sect-suppressing treasure of a 2-star sect and will not be allowed to be practiced by anyone except the sect leader.

Now, after cooking for two days, I actually have this opportunity!

"Then I'm going to wash the dishes first."

Yun Liao immediately walked out of Tingyu Pavilion carrying the wooden tray, as if he wanted to do this well.

…

Yang Lele stepped out of the house, her head turned white, and she patted it, causing a puff of light dust to rise.

Then he glanced at Zhao Qing who was practicing outside the house and asked curiously: "You didn't sleep all night, did you?"

"Is this a ghost place for people to sleep in?"

The broken house, the rotten bed, and the thick dust everywhere. As a demon clan, she was famous for not choosing a place to sleep, but now she extremely disliked the place to sleep.

"After all, we are still geniuses. We don't ask for preferential treatment, but you can't mistreat us like this."

At this time, Haha suddenly raised one leg on the pillar of the house and took a nice pee.

Zhao Qing quickly shouted, "Look, the dog is still peeing here."

Yang Lele smiled coquettishly and said immediately: "It's a bit too quiet. Let's talk to Elder Yun together. Although he looks cold, he is definitely easier to talk to than Sect Leader Wen who has rules for everything."

After all, Elder Yun is the strongest person in the Immortal Sect. He must have some status when speaking, and he must have the power to arrange a place to live.

"Walk."

"Let's go and tell you that if I can't help you change your place of residence today, I'm not worthy of being your confidant and friend!"

"you said."

Zhao Qing smiled and hurriedly walked towards the main hall behind Yang Lele who was striding like a meteor.

After some searching, the two found Uncle Wang sunbathing in the sun, and the mountain dog who had just returned from urinating.

Both of them guessed that apart from Yun Liao and Wen Ping, the Immortal Sect was the only one with this person and one dog.

After Yang Lele hesitated for a while, he asked: "Old man, have you seen Elder Yun?"

"who are you?"

Uncle Wang narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Lele.

Yang Lele quickly replied: "Old man, we are new to the Immortal Sect. We have something to do with Elder Yun, but we can't find him anywhere."

"Oh, you're talking about that pretty boy."

"Babyface!" Yang Lele smiled helplessly, but felt that this nickname was really appropriate, "Yes, old man, we are just looking for him."

"He's inside." Uncle Wang pointed to the wooden house behind him.

"Thank you, old man."

After thanking him, Yang Lele opened the door and entered the house. However, after taking two steps, he felt something was wrong.

Cai Dun!

kitchen knife!

Thread the peppers in skewers!

And golden corn!

Isn't this the kitchen?

Zhao Qing couldn't help but ask after seeing this: "Have we been deceived by the old man?"

"impossible."

Yang Lele took two steps forward, then looked at the person squatting in the corner with some confusion, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "The back looks like Elder Yun. Hey, it's really Elder Yun! Elder Yun, we have something to do with you, can you?"

Give us some time?"

When Yun Liao heard someone calling him, he turned around with a bowl in one hand and a rag in the other.

Yang Lele was startled, staggered and almost fell flat on the ground, "What's going on?"

The 13th level body training monk is washing dishes in the kitchen!

Ordinary people are relaxing in the sun outside.

Does anyone believe this?

Compared to having to do things that were done by servants, Yang Lele felt as if she was being given preferential treatment. She said to Zhao Qing who was standing aside: "I think the place where we live is not bad. Let's go and practice in the gravity field."

"Well, let's go practice. I'll clean up the house in the afternoon." Zhao Qing nodded.

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