Dressed as a villain: I rely on an iron pot to revive the world of immortals!

Chapter 15 Sweet Potato Vermicelli
"Door... Lord?"

Chen Muxue looked left and right, no matter how you looked at it, there were only three boys in the courtyard.

"He's hiding?" Chen Muxue put one hand on his hips, and the other iron pot rested on his shoulder, forming a posture of a meteor hammer with the pot.

Dagui looked around: "Who?"

"Who is hiding?" Xiaohu immediately became vigilant.

"The one who hurt you!" Chen Muxue said, only to realize that Xiaohu didn't look like he was injured at all.

She frowned and walked forward, looking around Xiaohu for a long time.

Just when Xiaohu's goosebumps were all rising, Chen Muxue patted him on the shoulder: "What a boy, you actually have spiritual roots!"

Although it is only the lowest-grade fire spirit root, but with the spirit root, it is more or less a step into the threshold of cultivating immortals——

Well, one toe counts as stepping in.

"I don't know what's going on...Since..." Xiaohu looked at Chen Muxue with twinkling eyes, "Since the door master's cooking became more delicious, I feel some changes in my body every day."

"He was reluctant to eat the steamed buns left by the sect master at noon. He ate them just now. Once he ate them, it was like... like a super big fart."

After Dafu described it, he scratched his head.

oops!I can't speak by myself, I would have let Dagui speak if I knew it earlier!

Fortunately, Dafu's face was dark, and he couldn't tell if he was red.

Chen Muxue was silent. She recalled the shock of her aura when she was promoted...it was a bit...

Xiaohu clenched his fist excitedly: "Master, can I practice now?"

"That's right." Chen Muxue smiled and patted Dug's head.

Smiling and laughing, the words "kindly smile" popped up in her mind, so she immediately put away the smile.

Well, she's only in her 20s!

Duo blushed with excitement.

He can practice too!The Qianding Sect is no longer carried by the Sect Master alone, he can also share the burden for the Sect Master!

Dagui at the side looked at Chen Muxue's hand touching Dahu's head, and curled his lips quietly.

Cen Lizhui in the dark didn't know what expression to put on.

He has always been very good at controlling himself, but at this moment his heart has set off a huge wave!

In the whole world, so far, there is no way to allow people who do not have spiritual roots to have spiritual roots!
How many children born in sects were sent back to their hometowns as soon as they were born because they did not have spiritual roots?

If he was born in a fickle sect, he would be abandoned at birth, or... directly smothered to death!
Even some elders or children of the head of the sect disappeared because they had no spiritual roots. No one knew where they went, how much hope they carried before they were born, and how much condemnation they would bear after they were born!
And as long as you have a spiritual root, even if it is only the lowest grade, you can wash your marrow with various elixirs and manpower. Although the process is extremely painful, it is always a way...

Cen Li looked at Chen Muxue with complicated eyes.

If the world knows that she, or the iron pot in her hand, has this effect, it will probably be a bloodbath...

As the person involved, Chen Muxue didn't know anything about it, she just thought that this pot was too fierce, she loved it!
The iron pot also buzzed and vibrated as if asking for a compliment.

"Here, this is the training book of our sect. This is, uh, the basic cultivation of alchemists, post-alchemy care for alchemy furnaces, basic cultivation, cultivation theory and skills..."

Chen Muxue took Xiaohu to the pitifully small library of Qiandingmen, and almost piled all the books in front of Xiaohu.

Xiaohu looked at her looking at the cover of a book, he hesitated: "Sect Master... You haven't read these books, have you?"

Chen Muxue said incredulously: "Is that why you miss your head?!"

"No, no, no..." Xiaohu quickly waved his hands.

Chen Muxue snorted inwardly, of course she had seen it—wouldn't it be considered that she had seen her body after seeing it!
Before she transmigrated, the original owner read it every day. Did the book curl up without reading it?
"I gave you all the books, and everything about cultivation is written on it, you can read it yourself!" Chen Muxue ran out quickly without waiting for Xiaohu to speak, and closed the door of the study very intimately.

It's too dangerous, what if Xiaohu asks a question?She has never practiced immortality, how would she know?

Chen Muxue hummed a song and was about to go back to take a nap. She vaguely felt that she had forgotten something, but she didn't remember it after thinking about it for three seconds, so she forgot it.

In the kitchen, Xiaohua waited for a long time, but she didn't hear any movement, but the owner of the door didn't come back, so she would not mess around.

The kitchen with the door closed was a bit dark, and Xiaohua didn't like dark places, so she squatted in the sunlight from the window to watch the ants move food.

A group of ants moved a shiny bead from nowhere. The purple bead, the size of a fingernail, shone in the sunlight and immediately attracted Xiaohua's attention.

"Little ant, this doesn't seem to be edible, can I exchange it with you?" Xiao Hua whispered, took out half a piece of steamed bun from her bosom, and broke off a small piece.

Chen Muxue's steamed buns are so real that Xiao Hua can't finish them.

Surprisingly, the ants seemed to understand Xiao Hua's words, they let go of the beads and surrounded Xiao Hua, as if they were waiting for her to put down the steamed buns.

Gently put down the steamed bun, Xiaohua picked up the purple beads and looked carefully, and could vaguely see something like a gas rushing around inside.

"It's so beautiful!" Xiaohua wiped the beads with the corner of her clothes, and put them away cherishingly.

After sleeping for more than two hours, Chen Muxue finally remembered in her dream that she had forgotten something. She sat up in shock, looked at the sky, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

It was already dark, and the kitchen was dark.

Opening the kitchen door, Chen Muxue called Xiao Hua while lighting the oil lamp.

"Master! Xiaohua thought the master was asleep too..."

Chen Muxue only felt that her legs were hit, Xiao Hua hugged her legs tightly, her little shoulders twitched.

She was indeed asleep...but "falling asleep" has another meaning to Xiaohua.

Chen Muxue comforted: "Xiao Hua is fine, the door master will always be there, don't be afraid."

Xiaohua raised her head, her face was wet, Chen Muxue saw the puddle of wetness on her skirt, and knew that she was crying.

What exactly did a four or five-year-old girl go through to be able to stay quietly in a room alone, and cry secretly without making a sound?

She realized that the little girl in front of her was a real person, not a supporting role that could be described in a few words in the original book.

"Okay! Come on, Xiaohua, let's make something delicious!"

Chen Muxue picked up her sleeves, and easily lifted the large tank, which was about the same height as her, and filtered the water inside.

With her magical little finger, there is no need to boil water in the pot, and the water is boiled directly when it is released.

Put the sieved flour water on a long and wide shallow dish that has been brushed with oil, steam in a pan for about 1 minute, remove the mold, cut into strips, and the sweet potato vermicelli is made.

Chen Muxue nodded in satisfaction, small restaurant?Let you see the power of roadside stalls!
(End of this chapter)