I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

But after losing to Mu Wanyi many times, she realized the gap between them, but she did not give up challenging her again.

This day shouldn't be too far away.

A long sword appeared in Lin Ruowei's hand. The name of the sword was Pride, just as she believed that she was also proud.

She raised her proud bones above her head and said, "You guys stay away."

Before she finished speaking, all her disciples dispersed.

There are large expanses of water in Yunze, as well as scattered islands and muddy areas with aquatic plants.

There are many monsters living here, and there are also a lot of green vegetation, which makes the place full of vitality.

But as Lin Ruowei's sword fell, the tranquility and peace here were broken.

The sword was as powerful as a rainbow, and the sword energy penetrated the sky and the earth. The white sword rainbow divided the waters of Yunze into two sides from south to north.

Yunze was more than fifty miles away from north to south, and this sword just cut it in half like cutting a cake.

The sword struck out with the force of the earth collapsing and the sky collapsing. The sound of rushing water echoed throughout the fields, startling large flocks of water birds. However, many of the birds were strangled by the rolling sword energy that spanned the north and south before they could fly away, disappearing without a trace.

The earth was torn apart by the sword energy, and the sound of the earth rumbling was like thunder, and then the thick and hard rock layer underground was exposed.

Then the rock layers were cut open layer by layer, like cutting a cake, and the power of this sword penetrated deep into the earth.

A large amount of water was evaporated by the terrifying sword energy, vegetation and mud disappeared in the sword energy, and many creatures that happened to be in the path of the sword were not spared.

There happened to be a crocodile monster with the strength of the God Transformation Stage underwater, exactly in the straight line where the sword fell.

It didn't even notice that a woman in the sky swung a sword.

When the sword energy enveloped it, it was completely unaware, so it died peacefully without feeling any pain, and its body and soul were completely destroyed.

The displaced water formed tall water walls on both sides, which took a long time to fall.

Her sword just missed the pillar of light rising into the sky by a little bit, forming a long and straight abyss, about three or four miles wide at its widest point, which could just serve as a passage to the underground.

Seeing such a spectacular scene, the disciples present all gasped.

I've often heard of some highly skilled swordsmen capable of splitting the sea with a single strike, and I've always thought it was just a distant legend. But seeing it today, I realized that such a feat is a piece of cake for a truly powerful being.

"Master's sword is so powerful! If it were to strike the protective formations of those first-rate sects in the Eastern Region that are one level lower than the Holy Land, it would probably tear a hole in them."

"When will our generation of sword cultivators be able to swing such a brilliant and magnificent sword?"

"As for you, you might as well go back to sleep. You can dream about anything."

All the disciples of Jianya Hall were dumbfounded and started to argue.

The most shocked person present was Gongsun Shu, the first disciple. Although she had seen her master fight a few times before, her master certainly didn't put in much effort back then. But today, when she saw her master fight seriously, she was surprised to see such a big scene.

Gongsun Shu flew closer to Lin Ruowei again, her voice trembling, "Master, Master, the sword energy is surging below. I'm afraid we'll be shredded if we enter."

"Don't worry, I can keep you safe. Just go down and explore the way." Lin Ruowei's indifferent voice came.

All her disciples followed the order and flew towards the huge crack on the ground that ran through Yunze.

Although the people from Zi Yang Holy Land, especially Jianya Palace, have already taken control of this place, Lin Ruowei dare not take it lightly until she gets that thing.

This matter is of great importance, so she came in person.

……

Kurumu Village has been destroyed by several waves of righteous monks who arrived later.

Although the demon cultivators stationed here were very tenacious, they were still outnumbered, so the remaining demon cultivators wisely gave up this place.

A dozen demons who escaped from the Deadwood Village were running around aimlessly in the dense forest.

Aunt Zhang, no, the real identity of this charming woman is the Blood Demon Girl, one of the twelve elders of the Blood Luo Sect. At this time, she was leading the remaining demon cultivators to retreat to the outskirts of Yunze.

The idiotic giant followed closely behind her. This man, Zhang Xiong, was no ordinary fool; he was one of the Twelve Elders of the Blood Luo Sect, nicknamed the Evil Fist Ghost. He wasn't born a fool, but rather one who had become possessed by his own martial arts training.

Moreover, they are not mother and son. In fact, when Zhang Xiong was still mentally normal, they were a pair of Taoist companions.

Just like many demonic cultivators, the two of them were not of the same mind and had their own agenda.

After Zhang Xiong became a fool, the Blood Demon Woman lied to him that she was his mother. She not only took away all his property, but also made him her free bodyguard.

"Wow, my sister Hong'er, sister Hong'er." Zhang Xiong Mengnan sobbing.jpg.

Miss Hong'er had gotten separated from them, but Xuesha suspected she had run away on her own.

When Zhang Xiong learned that Hong'er was missing, he cried like a baby.

"Stop crying, it's so noisy. What's there to cry about?" If she wasn't reluctant to throw away this free thug, the Blood Demon Girl wouldn't have worked with him for a long time.

Not long ago, she picked up the demon woman while she was out, and originally thought that she could trick her into staying in the Deadwood Village.

Unfortunately, the woman was not someone she could control. This time, after the destruction of Deadwood Village, the demon woman had no lingering feelings for the place and left them behind.

"You useless thing, I'm so unlucky to have met you." As she said this, she kicked Zhang Xiong's legs a few times.

"Wuuuuwaaa!~~" Zhang Xiong cried even louder.

The bloody woman didn't intend to coax him, so she just stood aside coldly and waited for him to finish crying.

At this moment, a subordinate came up to her and said, "Elder Xue, the righteous coalition has already taken control of Yunze. Are we just going to give up like this?"

"Give up? Don't you want to live anymore? The Blood Lord didn't order us here to live a secluded life." The woman's eyes were fierce and her face was distorted and hideous.

As early as more than ninety years ago when the first strange phenomenon occurred in Yunze, the spies of Xue Luomen learned about the situation here.

Unfortunately, the Xue Luomen did not send any strong members to the Eastern Region at that time.

At one point they thought they would lose the chance to fight for the treasure.

Especially after Xue Zining and Shangguan Lin intervened, they had even less chance.

Unfortunately, after the two women fought and were both injured, it seemed that neither of them took the treasure away.

The Blood Lord concluded that the book must still be somewhere in Yunze.

For this reason, not long after the great war broke out in Yunze, a small group of Xue Luomen demon cultivators were sent here to investigate.

Later, they, the Xue Luo Men, relied on the art of divination to roughly calculate that the Heavenly Book was indeed still in Yunze.

So over the years, the Xue Luo Sect has sent multiple batches of personnel to Yunze.

The group led by the Blood Demon Girl arrived here more than three years ago. In order to conceal their whereabouts, they established the Deadwood Village nearby and disguised themselves as ordinary villagers.

Although they and the demon cultivators in the secret base in Yunze all came from the Xueluo Sect, they came from different batches.

Before coming here, according to the divine deduction, the treasure was about to be born.

The Blood Demon Girl originally thought it would be a good opportunity to make a contribution.

However, many of their colleagues were killed and forced to withdraw, making it very difficult for them to achieve meritorious service.

But she was unwilling to give up. If they returned empty-handed, the enraged Blood Lord would likely sacrifice them to blood.

Suddenly, the sound of feet breaking dead branches came from behind the bushes.

Everyone, who were already on edge, subconsciously looked towards the bushes.

"Who is it?" The Blood Demon Girl keenly noticed that there was someone opposite her.

Anyone who appears near them at this time is probably an enemy, not a friend.

A young man dressed in black, with strong features and handsome eyebrows, jumped out from behind the bushes. He had a devilish smile on his face and asked politely, "Fellow Daoists, how do I get to Yunze?"

All the ferocious demon cultivators looked at him unkindly, with mocking eyes, as if they were looking at an idiot.

Actually asking a demon cultivator for directions?

……

On this day, Zhao Kangping once again cooked in the kitchen.

At first, Wan Baiyi said that she wanted to eat the food he cooked again, and then Aunt Yun agreed. Soon, Zhao Mengyao also came to join in the fun.

Unable to refuse the kind offer, Zhao Kangping had to show off his skills in Aunt Yun's yard.

He knew how to cook when he was still on Blue Star in his previous life. He had honed his skills after being single for many years. Many of his friends, relatives and neighbors praised his cooking for its delicious taste.

Later, he was reincarnated to this time and became a monk. He really couldn't get used to eating fasting pills, so for a while he cooked for himself.

When the senior sister discovered that he could cook, she often came to his place for meals.

He always felt that his senior sister's relationship with him was gradually getting closer, which was also related to the fact that they often ate at the same table during that period.

Being able to cook well can indeed add a lot of points to a man, he deeply agrees with this.

He had thought a long time ago that if he had not been taken away by Aunt Yun and had not embarked on the path of cultivation with his master, he would probably have become a cook.

But there are not so many ifs in the world.

Many people helped in cooking this time.

Zhao Mengyao was responsible for washing and picking vegetables, Ji Miaoyan was responsible for cutting vegetables, the head chef was naturally Zhao Kangping, and Aunt Yun helped him.

They had a lot of dishes to cook, including steaming, frying, stewing, stir-frying, and other methods. Sometimes Zhao Kangping and Nangong Ruyun would cook their own dishes at the same time. Fortunately, the kitchen utensils here had been prepared long ago, which was enough for the two of them to do their best.

"Why are the ribs chopped so finely?" Zhao Kangping looked at the ribs that were only as thick as his thumb nail, and then he looked at Ji Miaoyan.

The Sixth Princess was seen chopping at the chopping board as if to vent her anger. Even though there were no ingredients left on the board, she still had not stopped using the knife.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you?" She had chopped the chopping board into cracks, and he could see that something was wrong with her mood.

He had never paid any attention to Ji Miaoyan since she moved into the City Lord's Mansion.

Zhao Kangping was just a little harsh in his tone, but the girl burst into tears, as if he had bullied her.

After being scolded by him, Ji Miaoyan calmed down instantly. She lowered her head, stopped what she was doing, and pretended nothing had happened.

"What's wrong with her?" Zhao Kangping didn't know the situation, so he asked Aunt Yun via telepathy.

Ji Miaoyan usually lives in the same yard with her, so it would be right to ask her.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated.

"I'm not sure either. She's been locking herself in her room all day these past few days and doesn't go out. I don't know what's going on."

"Maybe she has no friends here and is feeling bored. Why not let Mengyao and Baiyi hang out with her more often to relieve her boredom?"

The kind aunt made suggestions that she thought were appropriate.

Zhao Kangping nodded and responded, "I'll talk to them later."

Unfortunately, he couldn't read minds, and he didn't know why Ji Miaoyan was in such a bad mood today.

Although Ji Miaoyan is a heroine with a lot of scenes in the original novel, she is too troublesome and a master at starting conflicts. She often causes all kinds of troubles and also implicates Luo Xueqing, forcing her to trigger a lot of unnecessary side plots.

So Zhao Kangping actually didn't like her very much.

After this little episode, Ji Miaoyan returned to her silent state and became a little transparent again.

It didn't take long for them to prepare all the dishes.

The dinner table was set up in Aunt Yun's yard. There were only six people in total: Zhao Kangping, Aunt Yun, Zhao Mengyao, Wan Baiyi, Dongfang Jingrou and Ji Miaoyan. However, there were ten dishes and two soups on the table. Most of them were main dishes, and the portions were very generous.

The table is full of delicious dishes with good color, aroma and taste. I am afraid that even the dishes prepared by the royal chefs of some countries may not be as delicious as this one.

"It's still so lively when there are so many people around," Zhao Kangping sighed. In his heart, he thought, it would be even better if Senior Sister and Xue Qing could come along.

Unfortunately, Senior Sister had matters to attend to, and Xue Qing participated in the demon-slaying operation.

The pretty blue-haired aunt continued, "If you were willing to cook every day, every day would be so lively."

This left Zhao Kangping at a loss for words. Actually, his cooking depended entirely on his mood. He was too lazy to cook unless it was absolutely necessary.

Being able to cook doesn’t mean you like cooking.

He only wants to do it when he feels like it.

This time many people asked him to do it, and he couldn't refuse, so he came here once.

Just do it every day, forget it.

Dongfang Jingrou tasted the man's cooking and had a better impression of him.

The last time he made hot pot, she came to try it. It was the first time she had seen that style of eating, and it felt quite fresh. However, hot pot can't reflect a person's cooking skills. But this time, she did see it.

It is really rare that he can cook so many dishes with different flavors, and each one is delicious.

"I've heard from the Holy Lord a long time ago that your cooking is delicious, and it really lives up to its reputation." Dongfang Jingrou seldom compliments others, but his cooking skills really caught her stomach.

"As long as it tastes good, I'll leave you a pair of chopsticks whenever I want to cook it next time." Zhao Kangping said casually.