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Chapter 69: The Dharma is not passed on to the six ears

The middle-aged man left, told Mu Yunsheng his last name and a secret recipe for making first-grade low-grade spiritual food, then got up and left.

"Brother Yunsheng just said something to you, Senior Zhu. Why can't Senior Sister Meiyu and I hear anything? Xiao Lin'er almost suspected that there was something wrong with her ears."

After Shui Lin'er and the other middle-aged men left for a while, she came to the guest table, put away the jade bowl and chopsticks he had used, and asked Mu Yunsheng with her jade-like face.

"Didn't Xiao Lin'er hear it?" Mu Yunsheng looked at Shui Lin'er and Zhao Meiyu with confusion in his eyes. The last words the middle-aged man said to him were the secret method of how to make the first-grade low-grade spiritual food he gave him.

"Hmm~" Shui Lin'er nodded.

"Brother Yunsheng, after he finished taking the Bitter Spirit Rejuvenating Noodles, Xiao Lin'er and I couldn't hear the conversation between you and Senior Mu."

Zhao Meiyu nodded in response to Mu Yunsheng's inquiring gaze.

"Is that so..." When Mu Yunsheng heard Zhao Meiyu and Shui Lin'er's answers, he understood in his heart that it was the middle-aged man who had done something. As the saying goes, the secret should not be passed on to others.

The secret method of making first-grade low-grade spiritual food that he gave to Mu Yunsheng this time had a different purpose from the secret method of making the bitter spirit noodles used in the Xiankeju for fate assessment.

Naturally, Shui Lin'er and Zhao Meiyu would not hear it.

"It's okay, it's just that Senior Zhu told me a secret method of making spiritual food. I can't tell you this secret method for the time being." Mu Yunsheng thought to himself, a smile appeared on his face, and he said to Shui Lin'er and Zhao Meiyu.

"A secret method for making spiritual food! Senior Sister Meiyu, the bitter spiritual energy we sold is worth the face value." Shui Lin'er said happily and pleasantly, with Yueya'er's eyes full of smiles as she ran towards Zhao Meiyu happily.

Without asking any more questions, Mu Yunsheng had obtained the secret method of making spiritual food.

"Hmm~" Zhao Meiyu said softly with a smile on her beautiful and heroic face. She hadn't sold many bitter spirit recovery noodles in the past few days, and the pressure in her heart disappeared in an instant.

Just looking at Shui Lin'er who came to her happily, Zhao Meiyu felt another pressure in her heart. She looked at Mu Yunsheng and asked worriedly.

"Brother Yunsheng, Senior Mu just injured the Liu family guards here. Will the manager of the Liu family's Yuxu Spiritual Field come to cause trouble for us?"

"I don't think so." Mu Yunsheng replied with a smile, looking towards the place about ten feet away where Liu Zhijun and Gao Zheyu were knocked down by the middle-aged man with one glance.

The middle-aged man said his surname was Zhu, and he lived in Xiankeju in Qihefang City. He had strong spiritual cooking skills and profound cultivation.

"If I'm not mistaken, this middle-aged man who challenged me to make the Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles should be Wang Suzhou's second-level low-grade spirit chef, Zhu Daochang!"

Mu Yunsheng whispered in his heart, and the smile on his face became a little wider.

And what he guessed in his heart was not wrong. Not long after Zhu Daochang left, Liu Jiangyue hurried over. After hearing Mu Yunsheng say that Zhu Daochang had left.

Seeing the hurried look on Liu Jiangyue's old face, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Mu Yunsheng with complicated eyes, sighing in disbelief.

"I didn't expect that you, a kid, could establish a relationship with Senior Master Zhu and let him come to your place to eat the bitter spirit recovery noodles. There are many people in my Liu family who are familiar with the profound knowledge of spiritual medicines and the interaction of the five elements."

"I participated in the disciple recruitment and affinity test organized by Senior Master Zhu at Xiankeju, but I failed to get a second glance from Master Zhu."

"Boy Yunsheng, when did you learn to make your own spirit-recovering noodles?" Liu Jiangyue asked Mu Yunsheng, and walked to the guest table in the courtyard where Zhu Daochang had sat before, and sat down.

"Manager Liu, I learned this during the disciple recruitment and affinity test held by Master Zhu at Xianke Residence some time ago." Mu Yunsheng replied with a smile and bowed, without explaining to Liu Jiangyue that this was actually the first time he met Zhu Daochang today.

However, Mu Yunsheng didn't let this make him arrogant. He bowed to Liu Jiangyue and poured him a cup of tea. "Yunsheng, what do you think of my Liu family's elixir?" Liu Jiangyue took a sip of the tea, pondered for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his old face. He asked Mu Yunsheng with a smile.

There was a hint of recruitment in his words. Although he was not sure about Mu Yunsheng's talent as a spiritual chef, he was very clear about the importance of a second-level low-grade spiritual chef.

Mu Yunsheng heard the intention of recruiting in Liu Jiangyue's words, but did not answer immediately. After thinking for a while, he said with a smile.

"The Lingdan Liu family, to which Manager Liu belongs, is one of the seven top forces in Qianyuanzhou. Naturally, everything is good. However, if it is the Qingyun Lingmi that Manager Liu sold to Yun Sheng."

“It would be better if the price could be lowered a little bit.”

"You little monkey..." Liu Jiangyue cursed with a smile, knowing in his heart that Mu Yunsheng was politely rejecting his offer, but the expression on his old face did not reveal the slightest dissatisfaction.

His Lingdan Liu family has been standing in Qianyuanzhou for thousands of years. He has seen countless so-called geniuses in Qianyuanzhou, but they were lost in the ordinary group of cultivators in Qianyuanzhou and could not cause any waves.

Just like the old man Kushe from the Chensha Gang, he was once a well-known genius among the independent cultivators in Qianyuanzhou, but now in the eyes of Liu Jiangyue and others.

Old Man Kushe was also submerged in the waves of Qianyuanzhou.

"The price of Qingyun Spiritual Rice is unlikely to drop. However, I can ask the guards of my Liu Family Spiritual Farm to take care of your business of Kuling Huiqi Noodles."

Liu Jiangyue was thinking in his heart, and was also concerned about the unclear relationship between Zhu Daochang and Mu Yunsheng. He said with a smile on his old face, and then looked at Mu Yunsheng and continued with a little curiosity.

"Senior Master Zhu, I came here to eat the bitter spirit recovery noodles, right? Give me one portion too, I want the same quality as Master Zhu's."

"Six pounds of bitter spirit wheat for one portion, right?"

After saying that, Liu Jiangyue took out a low-grade spirit stone from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Mu Yunsheng.

"Manager Liu, six catties of bitter spirit wheat for one portion of bitter spirit recovery noodles is sold to the spiritual farmers in the Yuxu Spiritual Field. With your and Master Zhu's status, how could you possibly eat six catties of bitter spirit wheat for one portion of bitter spirit recovery noodles?"

"Your bitter spirit recovery noodles are worth three low-grade spirit stones each."

Mu Yunsheng said with a smile and extended his hand to Liu Jiangyue.

“Hmm…?” There was a dazed look in Liu Jiangyue’s old eyes, but when he saw Mu Yunsheng looking at him with a smile, he took out two more low-grade spirit stones, handed them over, and said with a smile.

"Alright, then today I'm going to take a good look at the difference between these three low-grade spirit stones and one portion of bitter spirit recovery noodles that Master Zhu and I ate. Ha~ha~."

night,………….

The night sky of Yuxu Lingtian tonight is very different from the past. It is covered with dark clouds and the stars are hidden. It seems that it will rain heavily tomorrow.

Mu Yunsheng walked out of the Qingyun Lingmi spiritual field. Now he can spend every day in the spiritual field, absorbing and refining spiritual energy to assist in his practice. He has successfully reached the entry stage in practicing the Xuanqing Miaoling technique.

"Crack~" Mu Yunsheng lay on the recliner produced by Lingtian, his eyes looking at the dark night sky, his mind contemplating the secret method of making first-grade low-grade spiritual food that Zhu Daochang had taught him today.

This is a spiritual food that can help monks practice and increase their cultivation.

(End of this chapter)