I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 924 Queue Feifei
Hu Qing was going to the fighting arena commonly used by disciples of Shuangyang Sect. As soon as she went out, wow! There was a huge crowd of people outside, blocking her door.

When everyone saw her coming out, they shouted in unison: "Master, please teach us!"

The noise reached the ears of heaven.

At this moment, Hu Qing was glad that he was not the Immortal Emperor of the Cunzhong Realm, otherwise, he would be deaf.

Hu Qing rubbed his ears and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you guys are so impatient, I'll go eat first. I haven't eaten at home for a long time."

Then someone shouted, "Hu Qing, you don't have to go to the cafeteria. We've brought our stuff here and we'll make sure you always have something hot to eat."

Hu Qing looked over and was stunned: "You all are here? Our cafeteria is closed?"

"Open it, in the open air, and eat while squatting."

Hu Qing was speechless: "My doorstep? I have to go——"

"Yes, yes, yes, look, Senior Sister."

Everyone moved aside to allow Hu Qing to admire the large arena they had made temporarily, which was big, flat and smooth.

"Absolutely durable, can be repaired anytime it breaks."

Hu Qing had no more excuses: "Okay, then - let's eat first."

The stove was in full swing, and food and drinks flew directly into large bowls as soon as they came out of the pot. No one needed a stool, they just squatted down and started cooking. While eating, they were still typing on their phones: Don't come over yet, it's not your turn, wait until our family finishes the challenge first.

Hu Qing finished ten bowls of noodles in a row, drank the last bit of soup at the bottom of the bowl, put the bowl down and licked his lips: "Come on."

She jumped onto the ring, and whoosh, whoosh, the people three meters away started to line up, and in the blink of an eye a huge long line was formed.

"…Are you kidding me?" With just one glance, she knew that all the disciples in this long line were first-level immortals. She pointed at herself, lowered her eyes slightly, and glared at the one in the front, "Brother, your first-level immortal is still a fake. Who are you from? Why are you here to make up the numbers?"

The younger brother, who was a head shorter than her, smiled with eyes like the moon: "Big sister, I bribed many senior brothers to be ranked first, I beg you, just give me a punch and knock me away!"

Hu Qing: "."

No more nonsense, just punch him to the sky.

A cheerful voice crossed the sky: "Thank you, Senior Sister——" and gradually faded away in the distance.

Everyone raised their heads in unison: "Wow——"

I felt that these disciples were too lively, and she held her face like a flower bone and sent her. As the only master, how could she disappoint her cute younger brothers?

It’s hard for Hu Qing to describe his mood, but everyone is very happy.

After working day and night and sending off a group of disciples, Hu Qing sat in front of the stove, crossed his legs and chewed on a big bone: "There are fewer disciples."

In the past, it would have been impossible to finish it so quickly.

The chef concentrated on stirring the soup, not even looking at her. After a long while, he chuckled and said, "There will be more in the future."

Hu Qing took a bite of the cartilage and it crunched. There were even fewer people eating, and she didn't see many familiar faces, so she didn't dare to ask.

The chef took the initiative to say: "The old Zen master from your hometown is very remarkable. He let us see their reincarnation with our own eyes. We are all relieved. Calculating the time, when the sect recruits more disciples, everyone will come back again."

Hu Qing lowered his head, burying his face in the shadows: "Hmm."

The chef served her a bowl of boiling hot soup, and she drank it slowly until dawn. No one spoke, just watching the sky change from black to white, bidding farewell to an old cycle and ushering in a new one.

Someone ran over and said, "Big Sister, can we second-level people also line up?"

Hu Qing waved his hand: "Let's line up. I'm at level five now. You can't beat me even if you fight me in a group. If you line up, we can get the best of both worlds."

The chef's knife trembled as he cut the bamboo shoots. Is it raining and dewing evenly? Looking at the long bamboo shoots on the chopping board makes my teeth ache.

So the second-level disciples happily lined up to wait for the rain and dew to be equally shared. When the master came and saw it, he was so angry that he laughed and scolded: "How can you be beaten for nothing like this? Fight back, attack first, you have no blood at all."

Then he said to Hu Qing: "You are so soft, what are you doing? You are not so soft even when you beat a child."

Hu Qing frowned: "I don't hit children."

Everyone looked down on him, "You've fought hard, hurry up, if you don't use all your strength, we'll beat you up in a group."

The lowest level of these masters is level three - after the Nine Sects War, many people can accept disciples as masters as long as they reach level three, and train them accurately. Those who are shouting now are all Hu Qing's former senior brothers and junior brothers. There is no need to be polite when talking to Hu Qing.

Hu Qing laughed: "Okay, I will let you see the strength of the fifth level today!"

Move your wrists and shoulders, and you will hear crackling sounds from the joints.

The disciple on the opposite side panicked: "Master Sister, you you you——"

The names are all messed up, his master even calls Hu Qing "Junior Sister".

Hu Qing smiled gently: "Be good, don't be afraid, don't open your mouth, go directly to the pharmacy after landing and have the tooth replanted."

Suddenly, everyone who heard this felt pain in their cheeks, and subconsciously tightened their cheeks and bit their lips.

Hu Qing clenched his fist, smiled brightly, and swung his fist out with a sound of wind and an afterimage.

The man flew out, flying very high, without any scream, because he closed his mouth tightly and half of his teeth knocked against each other in his oral cavity.

Even so, some people even said something sarcastic: "It's still not strong enough, are you not full?"

Before Hu Qing could say anything, the person next to him kicked him and said, "You are just bored. If you use more force, your brain will be knocked out. Can you cure it?"

Well, we really can't use any more force. Disciples are precious and one stupid one will be a great loss to the sect.

On this day, from this moment on, the people in the medicine hall were very busy. There was an endless stream of disciples coming to get their teeth implanted, so they had to go dig herbs and mix the ointment on the spot. It was just a tooth implant, and they didn't even need to take pills, that's it, eh, who wants to see these ugly big mouths. After the ointment was prepared, a spoonful was given to the person who came, and they could apply it in front of the mirror, because they were most familiar with their own teeth.

Thanks to Hu Qing, all the second-level disciples had the experience of dental implant.

It actually made the first-level disciples itchy and they wanted to try it again.

Hu Qing refused sternly, saying, "You're just kidding. Her time is precious and she doesn't want to play with these naughty kids."

When it was the third level's turn, they wanted to form a formation to deal with Hu Qing, but Hu Qing disagreed: "You didn't understand what the above meant, right? I didn't even use my spiritual power. Let's fight with force, no empty talk."

If she used her spiritual power and skills, even the first and second levels combined would not be her match.

Everyone laughed and said, "We use formations, and you use force. Don't you think this is more training?"

"What a clever head! Come on, come on, I'll cut it off to show you what a genius is." Hu laughed and scolded, "You are allowed to fight in a group."

Don’t even think about the formation.

Everyone laughed: "Okay, you're ready."

Just when they were about to fight, a low and slightly shy voice sounded: "Wait, Hu Qing, um, fight with me."

This shy tone immediately attracted the attention of a group of rough men, and everyone looked over in surprise.

"Qing Hou? Didn't you go out with Senior Brother Han?"

Qing Hou turned to Hu Qing, his face flushed: "Well, I came to find Hu Qing."

Everyone looked at this and that, their eyes fixed on Qing Hou's red face, and they all felt that something was not right.

Oh my god, someone is trying to steal Su Shan’s girl!