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Chapter 135: Boiled live fish

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It is impossible to put all three hundred exercises on Yan Chu and wait for his disciples to come and receive them.

Yan Chu remembered that there was a power transmission peak in the Xumi world, and there was a tall nine-story power transmission tower in the peak.

There are countless restrictions around the power transfer tower, mainly to prevent outsiders from breaking into the power transfer tower and stealing the sect's skills.

However, it is extremely difficult to enter the Sumeru world, let alone break into the power transmission tower.

The restrictions in the power transmission tower are not only to restrict outsiders, but also to restrict the disciples within the sect.

After all, the skills are different from the magic weapon flying sword. No matter how powerful the skills are, they are dead objects, while the magic weapon flying sword has a two-way choice with the user.

If the magic weapon is not approved, the disciples in the sect cannot take it away.

However, if the technique is not suitable for the disciples, they will not resist and will only allow the disciples to practice. No one can tell what the consequences will be in the end.

Therefore, the restriction of the Kungfu Transfer Tower is to restrict the disciples within the sect from accessing the secrets of Kung Fu techniques that are beyond their ability.

This was very convenient for Yan Chu. He didn't even need to recruit the elders who were specifically responsible for guarding the power transfer tower, and the complete set of prohibitions was directly completed.

"First put all the exercises in the power transmission tower, and then inform the new disciples to go there and look for the exercises on their own!"

Yan Chu was thinking so and walked out of the house, but suddenly found smoke rising from the kitchen.

"Didn't Xiao Mo go to the secret realm? Who is working in the kitchen?"

Yan Chu came to the kitchen and saw a cold figure squatting in front of the stove to add firewood seriously.

"Qing Qian?"

Yan Chu asked in surprise: "Why didn't you go to the secret realm for a trial?"

Mu Qingqian replied: "I went there early in the morning, but because the challengers in the secret realm knew that the disciples were merciless, and they were frightened by the ice sculptures outside the palace, no one dared to pass by the palace all morning. Elder Xiao I also feel that the disciple is wasting some time in the secret realm, so I asked the disciple to come back and take care of the leader."

Yan Chu grinned.

You know, Mu Qingqian was a girl who dared to go into the mountains and kill bandits at the age of eighteen.

Naturally, she would not show any mercy when dealing with those challengers.

"Master, those challengers are not really dead, right?" Mu Qingqian suddenly asked.

Yan Chu leaned against the door frame and said with a smile, "Why do you ask that?"

"The leader is kind-hearted and cannot allow us to enter the secret realm and kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"You also guessed that I won't let you kill innocent people indiscriminately, so you didn't hesitate to do it, right?"

Mu Qingqian nodded.

Yan Chu was not surprised that Mu Qingqian guessed these things.

After all, she is the chief senior sister of Yan Chu, preparing for the existence of emperors and sages!

And Mu Qingqian also knew Yan Chu very well. He was not the kind of person who regarded human life as trivial at all.

The immortal cultivators who came to explore the secret realm were actually a group of very courageous people, and Yan Chu admired these guys from the bottom of his heart.

It's just that it's not that simple to take things away from his secret realm!

The people who could make Yan Chu kill would only be those who posed a threat to the disciples of the Jinglei Sect. Mu Qingqian knew this very well.

"What did you do?" Yan Chu came to the stove and sniffed carefully with his nose.

He is still fresh in his memory of Mu Qingqian's cooking skills and has lingering fears in his heart.

Just don’t make any more nuclear fusion reactors!

Now that the elders and disciples that Yan Chu is familiar with are gone, no one can help Yan Chu test the poison.

Mu Qingqian smiled confidently.

"Boiled live fish."

Yan Chu: "..."

Who gets up early in the morning to eat boiled live fish?

He suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Mu Qingqian lifted the lid and saw that the big black pot was filled with water, with a red fish swimming happily in it.

It’s really boiled live fish! ! !

Yan Chu asked with a trembling voice: "Qingqian, why is this fish still alive?"

"Huh?" Mu Qingqian asked doubtfully, "Isn't boiled live fish just boiled live fish?"

Yan Chu swallowed his saliva.

The attentive Mu Qingqian discovered this detail and said with a smile: "Master, don't be greedy. This fish will be cooked in a while."

Yan Chu took a breath of air.

Darling, if you really eat this fish, you won’t be able to get out of bed for the next three days.

Especially since this fish didn’t even have its scales shaved off!

Yan Chu couldn't help clenching his fists when he thought about the terrifying future he would face in half an hour.

no!

I must not accept my fate easily!

There must be a way to break this deadlock!

Just when Yan Chu was thinking about his bald head, a figure suddenly broke into Yan Chu's mansion!

"Headmaster Yan!!!~~~"

Yan Chu turned around suddenly.

This familiar voice... could it be...

Shepherd City Lord!

Yan Chu was overjoyed. He had given Mu Xu Zong a pass token but did not take it back, so that he could come to visit Mu Qingqian from time to time.

Unexpectedly, the savior is coming!

Yan Chu and Mu Qingqian rushed out to greet him.

"City Lord Mu, long time no see, I miss you so much!" Yan Chu stepped forward and hugged Mu Xuzong tightly.

Mu Xu Zong was surprised, why is Head Yan so enthusiastic towards me today

This is not logical!

Mu Xuzong said: "The Thunder Sect has grown so big now that you actually have to buy tickets from the village elders to enter the Apricot Blossom Forest. If I hadn't revealed my identity as the Lord of Yong'an City, they wouldn't have let me in. !”

Yan Chu coughed twice when he heard this. Mu Xuzong must have been going to Tianxiang Pavilion every day during this period. Otherwise, how could he not even hear about the secret realm of Xinghua Village

Mu Qingqian's reaction was very indifferent: "Dad, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to visit you!" Mu Xuzong said with a smile, "Look, dad even brought you our Yong'an City specialty white steamed buns!"

White steamed buns

Yan Chu's eyes widened, and then with lightning speed, he quickly snatched the white steamed bun from Mu Xuzong's hand.

Brunch is done!

Yan Chu pulled Mu Xuzong enthusiastically and said:

"City Master Mu, you came at the right time. Qing Qian just cooked a fish. You are in luck!"

Mu Xuzong's originally cheerful face suddenly changed color after hearing that Mu Qingqian was cooking.

"Uh-huh... I suddenly remembered that my clothes at home were confiscated. I... I'm going back first!" Mu Xuzong said with an embarrassed look.

Yan Chu couldn't let Mu Xuzong escape, so he quickly shouted:

"City Master Mu, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Do you think Qing Qian's cooking skills are not good enough?"

"I didn't! It's not me! Don't talk nonsense!" Mu Xuzong's expression changed drastically.

Mu Qingqian silently pulled out the purple-green sword on his waist.

Mu Xuzong shrank his head and looked at Yan Chu angrily and innocently.

Master Yan, we are born from the same roots, so there is no need to rush into conflict with each other!

Yan Chu silently patted Mu Xu Zong on the shoulder: City Lord Mu, you have to endure the crying of your own daughter!

As long as someone is willing to try Mu Qingqian's dishes for Yan Chu, Mu Qingqian will definitely be satisfied. When the time comes, Yan Chu will find an excuse to escape, and Mu Qingqian will not do anything to him.

Yan Chu was very happy.

What a clever little guy I am!

Mu Xuzong, on the other hand, had an expression as if the wind was rustling and the water was cold, as if he was about to go to the execution ground.

Suddenly, Mu Xuzong had an idea:

"Master Yan, did you tell me last time that you like to eat boiled live fish the most?"

The smile on Yan Chu's face suddenly froze.

(End of chapter)