The dishes are delicious.

Luo Qingzhou was not polite and buried himself in eating.

Linghu Qingzhu picked up the wine flask, poured him a glass of wine, and placed it in front of him.

Luo Qingzhou took a look and said, "Thank you, uncle, but I don't drink."

Linghu Qingzhu said: "Smell it first, it's fruit wine, you won't get drunk."

When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he lowered his head and smelled it. Sure enough, there was a faint fruity fragrance.

He hesitated for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip. It was sweet in the mouth and fragrant in the throat. It was indeed very delicious.

He drank it in one gulp and continued eating.

Linghu Qingzhu picked up the wine pot again, poured him a glass, and asked, "Why don't you eat this plate of meat?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the dish and said, "Uncle, I don't like eating donkey meat."

"Donkey meat?"

Linghu Qingzhu was startled when he heard this, and then said: "This is venison, how could you recognize it as donkey meat?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at the meat on the plate, keeping Sister Yue's words in mind.

Even if it is venison, he will not eat it.

"I don't like to eat venison either. Uncle Master, you can eat it alone."

He continued to eat other dishes.

Linghu Qingzhu picked up Kuaizi, picked up a piece of venison, put it into his bowl, and said, "Try it."

Luo Qingzhou quickly picked it up, put it back into her bowl, and said, "Uncle, I really don't want to eat it."

Linghu Qingzhu narrowed his eyes, glanced at him, then looked at the meat in the bowl, and then looked at him again and said, "You don't suspect that there is something wrong with the meat, do you?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Of course not, I just..."

"Just what?"

Linghu Qingzhu said coldly.

Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Uncle Master, I just think that small animals such as donkeys and deer are so cute, how can I eat their meat? I can't eat them."

The tip of Linghu Qingzhu's eyebrows twitched and he said: "There are so many people in the Jinyi Guards, but you can destroy the corpses and eliminate all traces of them, leaving no trace behind. Now you tell me that you can't bite these animals?"

Luo Qingzhou defended with a serious face: "Uncle, that's different. The little animals are innocent and didn't do anything bad. The Jin Yiwei are all bad people. Moreover, I really didn't kill the Jin Yiwei."

Linghu Qingzhu looked at him with cold eyes for a while, then picked up the meat in the bowl, put it into his bowl, and said, "If you don't give me a reason that I can accept today, you have to eat this meat."

Luo Qingzhou looked at the meat in the bowl and thought to himself: Sister Yue said she couldn't eat this meat. I wonder if she saw something from that photo. After all, Sister Yue's strength is unfathomable. However, Uncle Shi didn't know either.

If you need to harm me, is it possible that you can drug me?

How can it be?

Why did my uncle drug me? Steal my things? The root of thunder spirit?

That's not right, my uncle doesn't seem to know that I have thunder spirit roots.

Or maybe, Sister Yue really saw it wrong.

Or maybe, this meat conflicts with the efficacy of the Spiritual Transformation Pill?

Thinking of this, he couldn't even eat it.

The Spiritual Transformation Pill was hard-won. Sister Yue spent a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to help him refine it. It must not be wasted.

"Uncle, it's like this."

He immediately explained: "Uncle, have you ever heard of a song? I have liked to listen to that song since I was a child, so I have loved animals such as donkeys, horses, deers, etc. since I was a child, so I would rather starve to death.

I won’t eat their flesh.”

Hearing this, Linghu Qingzhu put down his kuaizi and said, "What song? You sing it and I'll listen."

Luo Qingzhou also put down Kuaizi and said: "Uncle, my singing may not be good, but if you listen to the lyrics, you will know how cute they are. I really can't put it down."

Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "Stop blabbering and sing!"

Luo Qingzhou cleared his throat and sang in a low voice: "I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day I rode it to the market on a whim..."

Linghu Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have sung this song when he went down the mountain that day.

So, he didn't lie?

Luo Qingzhou finished singing and then said: "Uncle Master, when we were young, we changed the donkeys in the lyrics to horses and other animals, so I still remember them vividly and I like those animals very much. Now Uncle Master suddenly let me

I really can’t bear to eat their meat.”

Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment, picked up Kuaizi, picked up the meat in his bowl, put it on the plate, then picked up the plate, put it on the stone bench aside, and said calmly: "Eat

Let’s have another dish.”

Luo Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, picked up Kuaizi and said, "Thank you, uncle, for understanding."

After a while.

Linghu Qingzhu suddenly looked at him and said: "I remember when you went down the mountain last time, you sang about holding a ponytail in your hand. How come you are holding a small whip in your hand today?"

"ah?"

Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this, blinked his eyes, and said, "Really? Did your uncle hear me sing last time?"

Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "I heard it. The song was about riding a donkey, holding a pony tail in his hand, and it was splashed with mud, not fallen."

Luo Qingzhou hesitated and said: "Oh, maybe I forgot the lyrics and sang it randomly. I just said that some of the words in this song can be changed, donkey to horse, deer or something like that.

Yes, it’s all fine, maybe it’s wrong..."

Linghu Qingzhu looked at him doubtfully and said nothing.

Luo Qingzhou continued to eat with his head down.

Not long after, the food on the table had been swept away by him like a whirlwind.

"Uncle Master, thank you for the dinner. I'm going back to practice."

After Luo Qingzhou had eaten and drank, he was ready to leave.

After all, it was already night, and it was not good for a man and a woman to be alone in a cave.

And it's time for him to go back and take the magic pill and prepare to retreat and sprint.

Linghu Qingzhu looked at him and said: "You promised me that you would practice swordsmanship with me. We haven't finished practicing the black and white swordsmanship last time."

Luo Qingzhou looked confused: "Uncle Master, can you wait a few days? I will definitely accompany you to practice in a few days."

Linghu Qingzhu was about to speak when Su Feng's voice suddenly came from outside: "Master, just now the sect leader sent someone to inform you and Junior Brother Chu to go to the main hall, saying that the ancestor has left seclusion."

As soon as these words came out, Linghu Qingzhu's expression suddenly condensed and he immediately said: "Let's go to the main hall."

Luo Qingzhou was surprised and immediately followed behind.

While walking on the road, he asked carefully: "Uncle, who is the ancestor?"

Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment and said: "He is the senior, longest-lived, and strongest master-uncle of my Lingxiao Sect. He has been in seclusion for more than ten years. I didn't expect that he would come out of seclusion today."

Luo Qingzhou's heart moved and he said: "Uncle Master, how high is the ancestor's cultivation level?"

Linghu Qingzhu shook his head and said: "I don't know either. I'm afraid there are only a few people who really know his cultivation, not even the sect leader knows."

Luo Qingzhou wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Linghu Qingzhu looked at him and said: "There is no need to hide it later. If the ancestor wants to ask about your cultivation, just tell the truth, otherwise the sect master will be in trouble. After all, you are the sect master's direct disciple, you should understand

I mean, right?"

Luo Qingzhou nodded and said: "Uncle, I understand. If I am too weak, the sect leader will definitely be blamed, right?"

Linghu Qingzhu said: "I don't blame you, it's just that the sect leader doesn't look good on his face."

Luo Qingzhou nodded and said, "I understand."

at the same time.

In the main peak hall, the ten elders and several peak masters gathered here, and everyone's face showed excitement.

Even Fairy Zixia, the leader of Lingxiao Sect, stood respectfully below.

Sitting on the top seat was a tall, thin old man wearing a gray robe, with silver hair, a ruddy complexion and a high energy level.

He is none other than Zhuang Zhiyan, the most senior ancestor of the Lingxiao Sect.

At this time, several elders were telling him what had happened in the sect in the past few years, skipping some small things and only talking about some more important things.

Although Zhuang Zhiyan had never cared about such mundane matters, he had been in seclusion for more than ten years, so he listened very seriously at this time.

Finally, he talked about the recent Lingxiao first trial, as well as the new disciples accepted by each sect, etc.

The Great Elder Wu Youzi also told Xianyun Pavilion about the marriage they wanted to have.

After they finished speaking, Zhuang Zhiyan pondered for a while, looked at Fairy Zixia on the side, and said with a kind face: "Zixia, the direct disciple you accepted is just because he has the talent to crack the formation? Are there any others?
To be continued...