On the first day of time travel, Su Xiaoxiao roasted a chicken, and Elder Huashen ate the roasted wings, breaking through on the spot.
The second day of time travel: Chicken Soul Xiaoliu exploded and chased her and scolded her.
The third day of time travel: All the sect bosses lined up to find trouble.
"Mortal! The food in the pot is not ready yet?!"
"Mortal! There's not enough seasoning!"
"Mortal! What you did today was unqualified!"
The big guys lined up with bowls in their hands and looked flattering on their faces: "My little friend, are there any more?"
After everyone else ate, they all realized their enlightenment and achieved breakthroughs, but Su Wanqing, who was in charge of the dish, couldn't even improve at all.
Su Xiaoxiao has a bit of a bad temper, and she just wants to be quiet and show off.
Chicken: No.
The whole sect boss: Get in line.
——This world of cultivating immortals has been completely out of order ever since there was this broken pot.
