Chapter 9： hiss! Terrible kitchen knife

The eyes of the two seemed to want to see through Zhong Qing.

Noticing this kind of gaze, Zhong Qing felt a little uncomfortable, but still smiled naively, "Have you come as a guest, how are you two?"

"Hello."

Although I couldn't see the reason in Zhong Qing for a while, but no matter what, this is also the senior's beloved disciple, and he is definitely a generation that they dare not neglect. The two quickly stood up and bowed their hands.

"Then you all sit first, and I'll go and help Shizun." Zhong Qing nodded, then lowered his head and walked towards the back hall.

After Zhong Qing left, the two ancestors of Qingshan looked at each other.

"Master, have you seen anything this young man, why can't I see anything?" Luo Lanxue whispered towards Qingshan Patriarch.

Old Ancestor Qingshan frowned, shook his head and said, "Forgive Master's clumsy eyes, and I didn't see anything in this young man. Not only is there nothing outstanding, but I think his meridians are blocked, so he has no talent at all!"

"Then why?" Luo Lanxue said inexplicably, "Why did that senior accept such a person as a disciple?"

"Shh!"

Old Ancestor Qingshan glared at her and said, "You can't speak so rudely."

"What Master taught." Luo Lanxue quickly shut up, knowing that she had said something wrong, she lowered her head and said, "I also ask Master to clarify your doubts."

"How can I solve your doubts!" ​​Old Ancestor Qingshan shook his head and said bitterly, "But what I can be sure of is that there must be something we can't see through this young man. It's not a general generation, we can only blame our low vision."

"The two of you have been waiting for a long time." At this time, Yi Feng came out with a smile and said apologetically, "Maybe I have to trouble you two to sit here for a while, and I will go and cook for you first."

After speaking, Yi Feng walked out of the martial arts hall, bought some home-cooked dishes from a vegetable stall not far away, and then walked into the kitchen.

"Teacher, it's not the way for us to sit here. We can't let the seniors do the work alone. Let's help together." After sitting for a while, the ancestor Qingshan got up and said.

Luo Lanxue nodded and followed Qingshan Patriarch towards the inside.

After the front hall, there is a small yard, which was planted with flowers and plants by Yi Feng. In addition to the flowers and plants, several wooden piles were erected.

A peaceful place, birds chirping and flowers fragrant.

"Comfortable!"

Standing in the yard, the ancestor of Qingshan was full of emotion and said: "Teacher, the mountain behind my Qingshan gate looks like a fairy mist, and it looks like a holy place, but compared with my predecessors, it is full of vulgarity!"

After some emotion, the two walked to the kitchen.

The kitchen is not big or small, but it is clean. When I walk in, I see Yi Feng squatting on a small stool and picking beans.

"Teacher, the senior's state of mind is really hard to study and study!" Qingshan's ancestors said with emotion: "Senior's appearance of doing everything by himself, if we can calm down and learn one or two, I am afraid that the cultivation will be high. There are not so many bottlenecks anymore.”

Luo Lanxue nodded her head, felt what her master said, and watched Yi Feng lowered his head to pick beans. She seemed to have realized something at this moment, and her mood couldn't help but improve a bit.

"Master Yi, let's help you!" Old Ancestor Qingshan said with a smile.

"Why is this so embarrassing?" Yi Feng raised his head and smiled.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about." Old Ancestor Qingshan waved quickly to Luo Lanxue.

Seeing this, Luo Lanxue quickly picked up the peppers from the stove and washed them on the running water beside them.

After Luo Lanxue got busy, the ancestor of Qingshan tugged at the corner of his clothes, what should he do? How big is that? After thinking for a long time, I finally found a job and said, "Senior, let me help you cut vegetables!"

"That's fine." Yi Feng has never been a restrained person. On the contrary, he prefers this kind of feeling, so he smiled: "The kitchen knife is by the cupboard, then I will trouble you."

"okay."

Old Ancestor Qingshan smiled and walked towards the cupboard, looking for a kitchen knife.

Suddenly, startled.

"hiss!"

For a time, the ancestor Qingshan, who was standing in the same place, trembled all over his body, and his mouth was breathing cold air.

And his eyes were fixed on the other kitchen knife beside the cupboard.

The kitchen knife seems to be ordinary, but if you look at it, you will find that a stream of light flashes by. If you look at it for a long time, I am afraid you will lose your mind.

The most terrifying thing is that there is a ray of heavenly power in the flashing light of the kitchen knife. And if he hadn't discovered this power of the Heavenly Dao before, it was only after he was promoted to Martial King that he was qualified to capture a little bit.

What kind of quality should something possess the power of heaven?

Items?

Holy product?

Or the legendary emperor?

Old Ancestor Qingshan couldn't imagine it, he felt like he was going crazy.

What surprised him most was that something of such a quality was actually a kitchen knife in Yi Feng's kitchen?

"Yes, it's the knife in front of you, please." Yi Feng looked at the dazed ancestor Qingshan, thinking that he didn't know whether to use this knife or not, so he reminded him.

"Eh, good."

Old Ancestor Qingshan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, shaking his palms, and finally picked up the kitchen knife.

It seemed ordinary in his hand, but he felt heavy.

He even felt that with this kitchen knife, he who had just entered King Wu could even play two rounds with a master who stepped into King Wu with half a foot.