Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 80: A Temporary Rest in War
After the morning class that day, Kang Rongquan was the first to walk out of the scripture room with some joy.

Master Pei Yi and Uncle Jiang Qing were called by my great uncle to go to the market to help a few days ago.

Han Yundao and Duan Anle were also sent out. He Muxian from the Aries Temple came to report that someone seemed to have used tricks on the temple and there were evil creatures at work.

This lively and naughty little fat boy suddenly lost the supervision of so many elders and seniors. I don’t know how happy he must be these days.

In addition, Yuan Jin has been presiding over the morning classes recently. Although he has a bad temper, he is a generous person.

During the morning classes these days, any junior who could answer his questions would receive a small reward. This morning, Kang Rongquan received a silver ring magic weapon.

He originally thought that the first magic weapon in his life would be a magic hoe or something like that knocked out by Uncle Yuan, but this silver ring magic weapon was much better than he had imagined.

Kang Rongquan was so happy that he finally got his first magical weapon in his life. The fat boy was so happy that he rushed back to his room after morning class and wanted to start practicing it immediately.

But just as he arrived at the door of his own dormitory, he saw his great-uncle just stepping into the courtyard. Kang Rongquan suppressed his excitement and was even more delighted, so he stepped forward and greeted him.

"My grandson says hello to my great uncle."

"It's Rongquan. Great uncle wants to discuss something with your uncle Yuan. Go to the kitchen and ask Shilun to prepare some food and water and send it to my room." When Kang Dabao saw that it was Kang Rongquan, although there was a hint of fatigue in his tone, there was a look of kindness on his face.

"Hey, grandson, I'll go now."

The courtyard was not big, and Kang Rongquan reached the kitchen in a few steps, only to see Jin Shilun taking Mo'er and Zhang Le to clean up the mess.

Jin Shilun didn't expect that after he entered the Tao, he would still be unable to leave the kitchen.

However, he was much luckier than Kang Rongquan. As soon as he entered the Tao, he had two fine magical instruments available: a first-grade mid-quality black wooden steamer and a first-grade low-quality cauldron.

The young leader who always prided himself on being a talented swordsman when he was a child never thought that after he joined the Chongming Sect, he would develop his talent as a spiritual chef under the discerning eyes of his teachers.

If Jin Shilun's talent in knife skills can barely be counted as "one", then his talent in spiritual cooking may be a bit modest to say it is "ten".

It is naturally a good thing that Jin Shilun has such a high talent in the art of spiritual cooking.

However, compared with formation masters and talisman masters, practitioners who are able to engage in this art of cultivation, although they lack a little glamour in front of others, they can get far more benefits.

A truly advanced spiritual chef can not only cook spiritual objects to make them more delicious, but the spiritual food made by the spiritual chef can also help people practice spiritual cultivation just like the elixirs made by alchemists.

Just like Master Jia, the inheritance of spiritual chefs in this world is also incomplete, so their status is not as prominent as that of the alchemist.

However, a spiritual chef who has reached a certain level is something that many small forces desire but cannot obtain.

Kang Rongquan hurriedly stopped Jin Shilun and the other two from cleaning the kitchen. He briefly explained what Kang Dabao had arranged. The other two then helped Jin Shilun to prepare a table of dishes as quickly as possible.

Mo'er naturally placed a few exquisite side dishes on the small bamboo table. Things like delivering meals to the teacher were usually done by her.

"Sister Moer, please take a rest and let Xiao Rongquan go." Kang Rongquan took it with a smile.

Mo'er is pretty and has no master yet, so all the male disciples in the sect, regardless of their cultivation level or age, call her "Sister Mo'er" or "Sister Mo'er".

On the contrary, except for Duan Anle, everyone else would just call Zhang Le "Junior Sister Zhang" coldly.

Although Mo Er was a little surprised, he did not ask any more questions. He handed over the small plate with a smile and told Kang Rongquan, the "immortal master", to be careful when serving the dishes. The little fat man's arms were strong enough to carry a bull, so why should he be careful with a small plate with a few dishes?

Walking quickly to the headmaster's room, Kang Dabao was waiting for his disciples to deliver food, so in order to avoid trouble, he simply opened the door wide. The fat man's pace slowed down instantly, and the conversation between the two elders came into his ears.

"So is this a done deal?" Yuan Jin asked.

"I guess so. His family suffered a loss, and our families didn't gain any advantage. Dai Yuanjiang originally wanted to have a fight, but after thinking about it, I still felt it was inappropriate. First, I might not win; second, even if I win, there will be casualties and it will add to the feud. It's better not to fight. It can save the war and it's also a good thing."

"Well, Brother, can we really not open gambling houses and embroidery shops in our market from now on? These are businesses that can make a lot of spirit stones."

"If you don't want to open it, then don't open it. This is such a conscienceless business. Apart from the Xue family, no one here has the intention to do this kind of business."

"So the patrol team is really going to be disbanded within a year?"

"Just go ahead and disperse. It's a good opportunity to save some spirit stones. The magic tools, talismans, and annual salary... add up to a lot of money. Even though there are less than 30 people, it accounts for almost half of the total annual income of the market."

"From now on, will the two families be able to live in peace?"

"Well, at least in the past few years, everyone can get along on the surface. It is inevitable that they will resort to tricks behind the scenes. We will just deal with them as they come. His family has more capital after all. We just need to agree to these conditions, and he will no longer embarrass us. The two families can live in peace with each other, and they are willing to give 500 spirit stones as a stepping stone. It's also OK. It's better to earn less now. In a few years, when the third son has established his foundation, you will see how I will kill them then."

"Rongquan, how long are you going to listen outside?!" Yuan Jin shouted softly, and the little fat man walked in with a small case and a flattering smile on his face.

"Uncle Yuan, I'm not eavesdropping. I'm waiting in front of the door because I'm afraid that my entrance would interrupt your conversation with my great-uncle."

"Humph, I don't know who you learned this kind of smooth talk from." Yuan Jin also laughed after hearing this, "Go away. Remember, you are not allowed to discuss what you heard before with your fellow apprentices."

"Hey, great uncle, Uncle Yuan, have finished your meal. Rongquan will go back to refine his magic weapon first." The little fat man slipped away swiftly as if he had been pardoned.

"Every time I hear Rong Quan calling me your great uncle and calling me uncle-master, I always feel like I'm a generation lower than you." Yuan Jin pretended to be aggrieved.

"So do you want him to call me uncle, or call you great-uncle-master?" Kang Dabao retorted to him unhappily.

"Haha, I wouldn't dare." Yuan Jin laughed for a while.

"By the way, where did this kid get this magic weapon?" Kang Dabao picked up a piece of crystal clear pork elbow and started chewing it.

Not to mention, eating like this is much more elegant than chewing on the elbow, but it feels less satisfying.

"He answered the question correctly in the morning class, so his junior brother rewarded him with a silver ring."

"Oh, so that's how it is. By the way, speaking of morning prayers, last time I found the Tripitaka and asked you to recite it fifty times a day along with the Tao Te Ching. Have you done it?"

".Brother, please eat some vegetables."

"You little king."

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