If there are wandering Taocheng who wants to rely on us, if there are only two or three people, let them come to talk to us.”

Wang Sheng nodded and agreed. Compared with other Taoist inheritances, the Chunyang Sword Sect had just established a sect, and the conditions for the "sector" were already very good.

It's just that the quota is a little less.

Wang Xiaomiao raised her hand and spoke: "Master! Do the chef have any requirements?"

"It's good to cook, so it's best to know more cuisines. Whether you have a cultivation level or not is not important, you should also pay attention to your mentality and appearance."

Mu Wanxuan immediately gave his master a thumbs up.

"Okay," Qing Yanzi smiled, "In the future, we will practice in this sword sect. Not only disciples, but you and I will also abide by the rules......uh."

While speaking, Qing Yanzi hung a few black lines on his forehead and silently covered his eyes.

"What's wrong with Master? Are you feeling uncomfortable suddenly?" Wang Sheng asked worriedly.

"No, I seem to have forgotten to consider the rules of the sect..."
Chapter completed!