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Chapter 68, Liu Family Guards Arrive

Mu Yunsheng whispered in his heart, his eyes firm, his true energy pushed the millstone, and his mind probed into it.

"Sha~Sha~" The bitter wheat was ground by the stone mill, making a pleasant sandy sound.

Mu Yunsheng's mind once again entered a world of blue-black stone mill. His true essence pushed the stone mill, and the rhythm of grinding the bitter spiritual wheat changed slightly.

The middle-aged man sat in the courtyard with his back to Mu Yunsheng, sipping the tea prepared by Shui Lin'er. His ears moved, and he turned to look at Mu Yunsheng who was grinding bitter wheat. A smile appeared on his face, and he chuckled softly.

"Not bad!"

"Sha~Sha~" Mu Yunsheng's mind sank into the world of the stone mill grinding the bitter spirit wheat. He then let go of his concern for the outside world and focused on making the bitter spirit recovery noodles.

This is also due to his own love and respect for making delicious food. Once he enters the process of making food, he rarely cares about other things and enjoys the various changes in the process of making food.

Take the spiritual juice from the root of sheep's foot, mix it with the dough, blend the spiritual charm, wake up the dough, and activate the spiritual charm.

Mu Yunsheng's mind was completely immersed in the process of making the Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodle step by step, and he could not feel the passage of time in the outside world.

The middle-aged man sat in the courtyard, watching Mu Yunsheng making the Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles step by step, not caring about the passage of time. The smile that initially appeared on his face grew a little brighter.

Until Ku Ling came back to the surface, he was pulled out of the boiling water in the jade pot and into the jade bowl by Mu Yunsheng's true energy.

"Wow~" A spiritual light like the morning light emanated from every bitter spirit in the jade bowl, and the spiritual energy condensed like a sea of ​​​​blue waves.

The shadows of bitter wheat and sheep's foot healing roots continued to evolve in the sea of ​​blue smoke formed by the condensed spiritual energy.

"Done!" A smile appeared on Mu Yunsheng's face. He carried the bowl of bitter soul-recovering noodles and walked towards the middle-aged man.

At this time, three people walked into the courtyard of the wooden house. They were Li Changwang, a Liu family Lingtian guard wearing the Lingdan Liu family uniform, and a 27-year-old young man wearing ordinary clothes.

"Senior Sister Meiyu, am I seeing things? How come Xiao Lin'er saw that the bitter spirit recovery noodles made by Brother Yunsheng this time contained bitter spirit wheat and sheep's foot recovery roots?"

Shui Lin'er and Zhao Meiyu were also in the courtyard. When they saw the bitter spirit recovery noodles made by Mu Yunsheng this time, they were shocked. Shui Lin'er was even more confused and couldn't believe it, so she asked Zhao Meiyu.

"Xiao Lin'er, you're not mistaken. Senior Sister Meiyu also saw the spiritual mist condensed by the Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodle made by Brother Yunsheng this time. It was constantly evolving with the Bitter Spirit Wheat and Sheep's Foot Recovery Root."

Zhao Meiyu's eyes were filled with heroic spirit, and she replied in shock.

"The spiritual light is like the morning light, and spiritual energy is born. This is the evolution of quality B spiritual food."

At this time, a surprised voice was heard in the courtyard of the wooden house. It was not said by the middle-aged man, but by the guard of Liu's Lingtian who came with Li Changwang.

With a look of shock on his face, he quickly walked towards Mu Yunsheng and the middle-aged man. Li Changwang and the 27-year-old young man next to him hurriedly followed.

However, when they walked not far from Mu Yunsheng and the middle-aged man, the Liu family spiritual field guards hurriedly stopped, looked at the middle-aged man with surprise and doubt in their eyes, and lowered their heads with a respectful expression on their faces.

"A medium-quality B-grade Kuling Qi-recovering noodle. Not bad. How long have you been practicing? What was your assessment score at Xiankeju?"

The middle-aged man seemed not to have noticed the arrival of Li Changwang and the other two. He was still sitting on the reception chair in the courtyard, looking at the bitter spirit healing noodles in Mu Yunsheng's hand and asked with a smile.

"Replying to Senior, I was rated C-low in the assessment at Xiankeju. Since returning, I have been practicing the crafting of the Kuling Qi-recovering Noodles."

When Mu Yunsheng heard the middle-aged man's question, he felt relieved and quickly replied respectfully. Then he presented the jade bowl containing the bitter spirit recovery noodles to the middle-aged man with both hands.

"C-low grade..." The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He took the Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles, looked at them for a moment, then turned to Mu Yunsheng and asked, "When you took the test, how many times did you make Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles?"

"The second time, the first time failed," Mu Yunsheng replied. The middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly when he heard Mu Yunsheng's answer. He looked at the medium-quality B-grade Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodle in his hand for a moment, then looked back at Mu Yunsheng.

There are no words, and I don’t know what he is thinking.

"I'm saying, what are you two talking about? Haven't you seen our Lingdan Liu family, Master Liu Zhijun, here? Why don't you hurry up and make your bitter spirit recovery noodles?"

At this time, the 27-year-old young man in ordinary clothes next to Li Changwang saw that Mu Yunsheng had been talking to the middle-aged man. A look of joy appeared in his eyes, and he spoke to Mu Yunsheng and the middle-aged man.

After saying this, he gave the Liu family's spiritual field guard a flattering look, then walked towards Mu Yunsheng and the middle-aged man with an arrogant face, speaking in a proud tone.

"This bitter spirit recovery noodle will first be given to our Lingdan Liu family's Lord Liu Zhijun. You can make your own."

"If we hadn't heard that someone in the Yuxu Spiritual Field was making spiritual food recently, Master Liu Zhijun of our Lingdan Liu family wouldn't have come here. This is an honor for you."

As he spoke, the 27-year-old young man reached out to the Ku Ling Hui Qi Noodles in the middle-aged man's hand, wanting to take it away.

"Gao Zheyu, what are you going to do!" Liu Zhijun, the guard of the Liu family's spiritual field, was frightened. He raised his head, circulated the true energy in his body, and hurriedly grabbed the 27-year-old young man who was walking forward.

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at them.

"Boom~" The true energy burst out, and Liu Zhijun, who had the cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi Refining, and Bai Zheyu's body flew backwards in an instant, falling directly onto the land beside the spiritual field more than ten feet away.

Blood gushed out of his mouth and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Li Changwang, who was standing by, was also not feeling well. Although he was not attacked, he was forced to kneel in the courtyard by a powerful force.

"Send them over!"

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze and said to Li Changwang.

In this short period of time, the spiritual energy that erupted was as heavy as a mountain and as vast as a river.

Mu Yunsheng was like a mayfly. Although he could feel the spiritual fluctuations emanating from the middle-aged man, he still couldn't figure out what level of cultivation the cultivator was.

"Yes~ Thank you for your mercy, Senior. Thank you for your mercy, Senior."

Li Changwang's face turned pale, with fear in his eyes as he kowtowed and said, then he got up in a panic and ran out of the courtyard, dragging Gao Zheyu with one hand and picking up Liu Zhijun with the other, and left quickly.

"He does have some talent in the art of spiritual cooking, but his cultivation is too low." The middle-aged man looked at Mu Yunsheng again, whispered, and shook his head.

He didn't show any concern at all about severely injuring Liu Zhijun and Gao Zheyu, as if he had stepped on a few ants. He was not afraid at all that the Ling family, one of the seven major forces in Qianyuanzhou, would retaliate against him.

When Mu Yunsheng heard the middle-aged man's words, his heart sank and he said nothing.

The middle-aged man stopped talking, picked up his chopsticks and started eating the bitter soul-rejuvenating noodles that Mu Yunsheng had made for him.

After more than a quarter of an hour, the middle-aged man finished eating the bitter spirit food noodles, looked at Mu Yunsheng and spoke.

"Well, after you eat this bowl of bitter spirit recovery noodles, I will give you a secret recipe for making a first-grade low-grade spirit food. If you can make it within a month."

"Come to Xiankeju to find me. My surname is Zhu."

(End of this chapter)