Taiping Village, east of Kunlun Fairyland.

Lan Jingxue has been busy since four o'clock in the morning, kneading noodles, making soup, and making soy sauce, just to make this hot pot of noodle soup.

Although this Taiping Village is not big, there are many people making breakfast, but the only one here sells the best noodle soup, the soup is strong, the noodles are strong, and the taste is great!

The farm work in the village is still free, and many people have already rushed to line up in front of this small shop.

Old Man Ge, who was in the front, knelt his pipe on his pants legs and smiled at Jing Xue, "Xiaoxue, are you enough for this side today? Old Hetou on East Street hasn't gotten up yet, so don't be able to eat it then."

"Uncle Ge, it should be enough to do more today. If it really doesn't work, I will make an extra bowl later and send it to Uncle He."

The girl smiled like a flower, said hello, and wiped the fragrant sweat from her little face with her sleeve.

Old Man Ge waved his hand, narrowed his eyes and replied, "How can you do it? Your business is so busy. In this way, you give me the bowl of Lao He. I'll go to his old boy's house to smash the door!"

"Then the relationship is good."

The girl appreciated the love and began to prepare for her final work slowly.

Her cloud silk noodles are on sale at 6 o'clock every day, not one minute earlier or one minute later. Although the villagers know this unwritten rule, they still can't help but urge them.

In fact, these few urging sentences are just an introduction, I want to talk about it for a few more words.

After all, Lan Jingxue is a famous little beauty in this area. She has already become such a symbol at such a young age. If she is older, she will definitely be called a beauty on earth.

It is both beautiful and virtuous. Who wouldn’t want to have such a daughter-in-law? No matter how helping you, it would be a pleasure to be able to talk to a matchmaker.

However, the girl never cared about this. She just wanted to save some money and go to the place where she thought about it.

But sometimes it is like this. Things you don’t care about are seen by others, but they are jealous.

"Get out of the way!"

It was about to be six o'clock, and the girl's first bowl of cloud silk noodles was about to be out of the pot. Three monks wearing long swords and wearing white clothes inserted in from the side.

The thick-browed monk on the right shook his hand, threw out a few copper plates, and shouted arrogantly: "Supply three bowls of me!"

These people are all newly acquired disciples of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect. They were ordered to come to Kunlun area for investigation. When they passed by Taiping Village, they wanted to take a break and tamper their stomachs.

Before the three of them entered Shushan, they were all from aristocratic families, with wealthy families and high-profile people, and were used to shouting and shouting.

On Shu Mountain, I dare not be arrogant, but after I went down the mountain, I became this face again.

Old Man Ge is considered a veteran in the village. He could see the background of several people at a glance and quickly winked at Jing Xue.

He then coughed twice and smoothed out his feet: "This... these are all cultivators on the fairy mountain. It is very hard to kill demons and eliminate demons on weekdays, so we should give in."

"Yeah, is the old guy quite good at it?"

The thick eyebrows hooked Old Man Ge's neck with no size, raised the corner of his mouth, and stroked the lustful eyes on the girl, teasing: "I heard it, why don't you give me some good things to the guys, come and serve me?"

"Please let go of Uncle Ge first."

Jing Xue didn't want to pay attention to them, but when she was thinking about Old Man Ge's safety, she lowered her head and put down her posture and served a few bowls of noodles.

Seeing that the pretty girl was tactful, Thick Brow swung her hand and let go of Old Man Ge, and sat down on the only table next to her.

This table was specially left by Jing Xue for the elderly who were unable to move. On weekdays, everyone is very conscious. They either stand on the street or take it home to eat. There is basically no one eating noodles on this table.

Several monks were not polite. They sat by the table, crossed their legs and touched the table in disgust, and talked endlessly.

Jing Xue took a basket, put two bowls of noodles in, and handed them to Old Man Ge.

"Uncle Ge, your face."

Old Man Ge pinned his pipe to the back, took it reluctantly, frowned, and the ugly face was as ugly as it was.

He had a clear mind at this moment. Although these monks were from Shushan, their temperament was completely different from that of gangsters.

Afraid that Jing Xue was at a loss, Old Man Ge couldn't help but whisper: "Xiaoxue, you must not act irresponsibly, what if..."

"I know." Jing Xue smiled sweetly at Old Man Ge, "Go back quickly, I, Uncle He, are still waiting to eat noodles."

Old Man Ge secretly glanced at the monk over there, sighed deeply, and left the noodle stall.

After he left, Jing Xue did not rush to show the monks faced each other, but spread a yellowed notice on their table.

Thick eyebrows glanced at the notice, and the thick eyebrows spread out, and she smiled proudly: "I have good eyesight, I know that the masters are from Shushan? Your notice was used for the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect recruitment last year. Coincidentally, the masters entered the door at that time, with thousands of people, but only a dozen of us entered."

After he said this, the two monks beside him also looked proud.

Jing Xue lowered her head and didn't look at the faces of several people. She brought the three bowls of noodles over and murmured: "I originally wanted to go to Shushan too..."

When Danmei heard this, she immediately became interested. She thought she had met a fan girl. Her eyes shone and said quickly: "Why don't you go back with me and find a place to take you to practice well. When you have the opportunity to recruit students in the second half of the year, you can guarantee that you can live!"

"But...I'm a little disgusted now!"

After Jing Xue finished speaking, she picked up the noodle soup on the table and splashed it directly at her thick eyebrows!

The Shushan Immortal Sword Sect is the leader of the seventy-two immortal worlds on earth and is the place she respects the most. She gets up early and goes to bed late to make money, just to save enough money and leave here and go to Shushan to become a disciple of Shushan.

In her eyes, all the disciples of Shushan should be righteous and swordsmen with a strong spirit and a world-renowned swordsman.

When I saw her today, she was extremely disappointed.

"You're looking for death!"

Thick eyebrows, his hands were fast and his eyes were fast. He avoided the bowl of hot noodle soup. His long sword was unsheathed and put it on her neck, and he said sternly: "My Shushan Immortal Sword Sect is now stronger than the Immortal Sects. Even the people from the Seven Kunlun Sects have to nod and bow to me. You ignorant of life and death dare not be disrespectful to us!"

At this moment, many people queuing up to buy noodles had dispersed, leaving only some young people who were worried about Jing Xue but did not dare to step forward.

Among these young people, one of them looked particularly abrupt. He was wearing a hat, white coat, a slanted garment, holding his hands in his pocket, and chewing something in his mouth. He looked like a standard ranger, but he lacked a long sword.

The Ranger walked out of the crowd and said to the guy behind him, "I'm No. 34. Don't say I'll go to the lineup when I'm back later."

The guy next to him was stunned for a moment, thinking that so many people had left, who still cares who was in the queue just now, but out of politeness, he nodded and responded.

The Ranger walked up and immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the thick eyebrows.

Thick eyebrows slanted their eyes and asked disdainfully: "Why, I want to be the first bird, don't you know if the gun shot the first bird?"

"Do you have a gun?"

The Ranger's hand was still in his pocket, his face was still calm, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and urged, "Where are you talking about it, do you have any?"

Seeing this man and the rogue dressed up, although he didn't have much cultivation, he was afraid that he would really encounter a tough guy. His tone was a little restrained and replied, "How could my dignified Shushan monk use such a kind of inequality mortal weapon?"

"That's good." The Ranger responded, turned his head and said to the girl, "Break the sword on your neck, and then make them a comeback. In terms of movement, follow your instinct."

"Ha?" Thick eyebrows tilted their necks and laughed, "I thought I had a hidden master, but I didn't expect it to be a fool!"

Jing Xue wanted to look back and see who this "fool" was, but she still had a sword around her neck and couldn't turn around.

To be honest, she also knew that the person behind her was a bit unreasonable, but she didn't know why her body was so obedient:

She slowly raised her right hand and carefully pinched the sword around her neck.

Seeing this, Thick Eyebrow frowned and shouted, "You are crazy, too?"

Click—

Just in front of everyone, the long sword actually broke in response to the sound.

"I...my sharp blade!"

Thick Eyebrow's pupils contracted rapidly and screamed. The sharp spirit blade was filled with green light, the sword edge was cold and elegant, and the spiritual energy was extremely powerful. Thick Eyebrow's father asked someone to cast it from Tie Zeju for a high price. Not to mention that he is only at the fourth level of the Cohesion Realm now, even if he reaches the Foundation Establishment Realm, he will definitely be more than enough to use this sword.

Before the thick eyebrows could feel sorry for the sword or vent their anger, a small fist that was like raindrops had already hit him!

He never expected that such a weak little girl's fist would be so hard, and hitting her body was like being hit by a stone!

Thick eyebrows abandoned the broken sword, ran away with their heads in their arms, shouting: "Go away! This is a witch! The witch!"

Seeing this, the two companions dared not stay there. They wanted to run away without even taking their luggage.

But as soon as he took two steps, he was slipped by something sticky. He was just a "old lady drowning into the quilt", and she grinned and called her mother.

He forced his eyes to open his eyes, and a thin figure was reflected in his eyes, which was the ranger just now.

The golfer said in a cold tone: "Hey, I don't know how your master taught you, but from now on, I have eight sects in Kunlun Immortal Realm. Even if Qionghua Palace has been destroyed, we are still eight sects. Have you remembered them clearly?"

The Ranger paused for a moment, let out a sip of cold breath, and added another sentence, "If you don't accept it, come to Zicui Palace Dajiu Peak to find me. Also, this girl is also from my Zicui Palace from now on.

Don't be upset here, just go away."

When the two saw him letting go, they quickly got up, stumbled and ran towards the entrance of the village.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, a monk with a short sword on his waist made a harsh sentence:

"Wait for me! In less than a year, my Shushan Immortal Sword Sect will step on your Kunlun to the plain!"

Then, he stumbled into the distance.

Jing Xue rarely attacked people, and she beat her up suddenly, making herself tired, and said with her waist crossed, "I didn't expect... I was so tired to beat someone..."

She gasped for a while, then she remembered that she had not yet thanked her, and quickly bowed to the Ranger and said, "Thank you, hero!"

After Jing Xue said thank you, she secretly raised her eyelids and glanced at his handsome iceberg face, and asked in a tentative voice: "Well, can I really... be able to worship the hero as my master?"

The Ranger did not take Jing Xue to heart. While picking up the salutes and broken swords that fell by several people, he replied casually: "I am not a hero and I am not qualified to accept disciples, but if you really want to enter my Zicui Palace, you will be with me when you finish your work here."

When Jing Xue heard that she could enter Zicui Palace, she was overjoyed. Her eyes accidentally swept the admission notice from Shushan again, bit her lip gently, took out all the money she saved, and handed it to the Ranger.

"Thank you for saving me. Please be sure to collect the money. As for the introductory assessment fee, I will continue to save it. When I save enough money, I will definitely follow the hero..."

“No need.”
Chapter completed!