"It seems like a rice fragrance!"

"But it also seems somewhat different from ordinary seductive fragrance..."

Yuan Ji, who rarely speaks, slightly furrowed his brows and said softly.

"Indeed, it smells like rice!"

Hua Ming nodded as well and continued, "But judging by this aroma, it's much more fragrant than the regular rice we eat."

"Just smelling this aroma makes me feel hungry!"

"This fragrance seems to be coming from that direction..."

Yu Yang sniffed the air and pointed towards the southeast of the dormitory.

"Uncle Master, I didn't expect that your Shangqing Tao really produces extraordinary people and places!"

"Even the rice used for cooking is much better than the other sects."

Hua Ming said with a smile.

Xuanming, upon hearing this, gave an awkward smile, "To be honest, this is the first time your Uncle Master has smelled such rice fragrance."

Lu Heng's affable and honest uncle was quite straightforward and naive.

Even though he had been handling daily affairs for over twenty years, he still didn't have much cunning.

A few words were all it took for Hua Ming to figure out the details.

"Is it really the first time for Uncle Master too?"

"That's a bit peculiar!"

Hua Ming feigned surprise.

As he spoke, he exchanged glances with Yuan Ji and Yu Yang beside him.

With such a rich and enticing aroma, just a smell was enough to whet their appetite and make their stomachs rebel.

Something so magical cannot possibly be an ordinary item.

Could this be the handiwork of that "God"?

But isn't "God" supposed to be Taoist Xuancheng?

Why would the old Taoist be doing something near the disciples' dormitory?

In the hearts of the three, they all had the intention to explore the source.

Thus, upon exchanging glances, they nodded slightly to one another.

"Let's go and take a look!"

Xuanming didn't think much of it, simply curious about where the scent was coming from.

Under his leadership, Hua Ming and the other three closely followed, walking towards the source of the rice fragrance together.

It wasn't just them; even other disciples preparing to go out were drawn to the aroma.

Unconsciously, they all converged at Lu Heng's doorstep.

When the crowd stood at the door, the rice fragrance was even stronger.

It could truly be described as fragrant to the nose, making one salivate!

Even someone as honest as Xuanming subconsciously licked his lips, completely drawn in by his appetite.

"Qingfeng, are you inside?"

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Xuanming gently knocked on the door.

"Uncle Master, I'm here!"

Lu Heng had long noticed the commotion outside the door.

However, when he opened the door, he was still taken aback.

Goodness!

Almost all the disciples of Shangqing Tao were now standing at his doorstep.

"Uncle Master, why have you come?"

Lu Heng feigned surprise.

At the same time, he felt a bit regretful inside.

If he had known the Immortal Crystal Rice combined with the Spirit Water had such an effect, he would have gone to the Seeking Immortality Temple to eat.

But now, he had almost alarmed the entire Shangqing Tao.

Hey?

Isn't this also a great opportunity?

Previously, he had been wondering how to create a big scene to implement his plan.

Seeing everyone drawn in now, isn't it the perfect opportunity?

Thinking of this, Lu Heng quickly drafted a mental plan, modifying the story he had previously made up.

"Qingfeng, what delicious thing are you making in there?"

"How come it's so fragrant?"

Xuanming got straight to the point without beating around the bush.

As soon as he said this, everyone's gaze fell on Lu Heng.

Their intention was simple.

It was to find out exactly what kind of rice this was to have such an extraordinary fragrance!

"Ahem..."

Lu Heng lightly cleared his throat and smiled, "Uncle Master, I just cooked some congee to share with my junior sister."

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

Qingyue also came over.

As she spoke, she unconsciously swallowed saliva.

"Congee?"

Xuanming was taken aback, then asked, "Where did you buy this rice?"

"I didn't buy it."

Lu Heng shook his head and said, "It was given to me by someone."

"Given by someone else?"

The three exchanged a glance, sharing an understanding look.

This Qingfeng is quite suspicious!

Hua Ming smiled and said, "Junior, to be honest, I've had quite a bit of rice myself."

"But it's my first time encountering rice with such a strong fragrance."

Lu Heng secretly pouted.

Not just you, even I have never seen such a thing before.

If I hadn't known about the power of this Immortal Crystal Rice, how could I have let you all smell it?

"Who gave this to Junior Brother?"

Yu Yang asked.

"Well... that's hard to say!"

Lu Heng showcased unprecedented acting skills, wearing a face of hesitation, stumbling for quite a while before squeezing out a few words.

"Could it be given by Uncle Master Xuan Cheng?"

Hua Ming probed.

"It's not!"

Lu Heng shook his head firmly.

"Not?"

The trio was taken aback.

Isn't this "God" Taoist Xuancheng?

Could they have been wrong, and the "God" is someone else?

"Junior Brother Qingfeng, could it be that the 'God' who revealed divine signs on Dragon Tiger Mountain is you?"

Yuan Ji suddenly asked.

This remark shocked everyone present.

Even the brothers who were familiar with Lu Heng began scrutinizing him with their eyes.

They had never associated "God" with Lu Heng before.

After all, in their eyes, Xuan Cheng was the only designated "God."

As for Lu Heng, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old kid, how could he have anything to do with "God"?

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Heng remained quite calm.

He gave Yuan Ji a meaningful look, wishing to commend him...

You guessed it right!

I am indeed the God you seek!

Unfortunately, with his current power, he couldn't be this self-destructive hero.

"Senior Brother, how could I be the 'God'?"

Lu Heng shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Why not?"

Yuan Ji took a slight step forward, confidently, "For instance, the rice you cooked now is absolutely no ordinary item."

"Only someone among the gods could produce such wonders!"

Everyone present nodded, and the way they looked at Lu Heng changed once again.

They're not fools!

No one has ever seen such extraordinarily fragrant rice.

Only that "God," who could summon lightning, condense clouds into words, and form clouds to bring rain, might possess such magical items.

Even Xuanming's gaze was filled with doubt.

Could this little guy, abandoned as a child and brought back to the mountain by his senior brother, really be the divine "God"?

"Senior Brother is joking!"

"Saying someone else is a God may have such a possibility."

"But as for me... there's absolutely no way I'm that 'God'!"

Lu Heng's smile turned even more bitter.

"Because..."

"I am suffering from terminal leukemia!"

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