Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

In the back kitchen of the hotel, in a big tank, there is a wanton aroma, and the heat is rising.

Standing in front of the big tank, Pan Shi carefully unfolded a small paper bag, and then poured the ice crystals in it into the tank.

Suddenly, the originally clear soup boiled suddenly, bringing out a golden halo.

"This Beihai frost spirit salt is a rare fire-attribute condiment in the world."

After taking a sip of the aroma, Xu Cheng smiled.

"The ice rim valley where Frost Soul Salt was produced in the past was occupied by the Chongming Bird, and the Frost Soul Salt could not be produced at all."

There was a smile on Bingfeng's face, and then he whispered: "Actually, this salt is all about it. I know that Chongming Bird takes it to bathe."

Salt for bathing.

The disciples standing next to the big tank covered their noses one by one.

This soup smells fragrant, but what people use to bathe is not bath water?

"Huh, why, people are ancient mythical beasts, if the salt used by the real birds is a good thing."

Seeing the appearance of these guys, Bing Feng gave a cold snort.

"Well, I value Mingbird's human form, but it's pretty." Yu Luo licked his small tongue and stared at the soup in the big tank.

"Okay, let's bring these dishes, it's rare to meet someone who knows the goods today." Xu Cheng waved his hand and let the disciples prepare to serve the dishes.

"You mean it's rare to meet someone who is being taken advantage of?" Bing Feng said with a smile.

With these words, Pan Shi and others nodded again and again.

A dish of millions of sacred stones, what is it not to be taken advantage of?

The key to this dish is bath water...

"You guys," Xu Cheng shook his head, with a distressed expression on his face: "Are we here to open a restaurant to make money?"

Yes.

Many people whispered in their hearts.

Not to make much money, but to experience the joy of making money.

"We are here to experience life."

"Do you understand that our world is the weak and the strong."

"Those who were intercepted yesterday were weak."

Xu Cheng's words made everyone around nod their heads.

One meal lost his life.

Such things are completely unnecessary for the disciples of the Heavenly Master Palace.

This thing is worthless.

"We have to see through the world and understand the rules of this world."

Xu Cheng showed a hint of arrogance on his face, and then looked at everyone: "After that, we need to master the rules and change them."

Xu Cheng's body was filled with a breath that made people unable to speak.

"We are the rules."

Throughout the back kitchen, there was only the crackling of firewood and the gurgling of the soup pot.

Whether it was Pan Shi or those disciples, they were all standing there, not daring to say anything.

Set the rules first, then change the rules.

What Xu Cheng wants is the dispute over the great road.

For those small practitioners, such disputes over the Great Dao simply cannot participate and can only drift with the flow.

Just like the guests who were intercepted yesterday and the guests who were kicked out today, they can only follow the rules.

Yesterday, that was the rule in this world, the weak and the strong.

Today, it is Xu Cheng's rules in the restaurant. No matter who it is, as long as he can't overwhelm him, he can only obey his rules.

When Xu Cheng passed down the thirteen path inheritance, he had the heart to control the rules.

The disciples of the Celestial Master Palace, whether they want to or not, must participate in it.

Today this small restaurant is just the beginning.

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On the second floor of the restaurant in front, although all the dishes were served, no one moved his chopsticks.

Just kidding, there are hundreds of thousands of Chaos Essence Stones as soon as one chopsticks go down. Yesterday I didn’t know it. Who is so taken advantage of today?

However, there are still people who are willing to move their chopsticks.

Everyone focused on the table with the big tank.

The red-clothed girl held an octopus in one hand and stuffed the paw into her mouth, while holding the bamboo chopsticks in the other hand, stirring it in the big tank.

"Ice tortoise, I saw the tortoise's head. Forgetfulness flower, it is probably this flower. Spirit-seeking fish, Spirit-broken shrimp, Spirit-breaking crab, well, they all have..."

"Grandpa, why didn't I get the ninth spirit you said?"

"Don't you say that the last spirit is the most peculiar, but it is an extremely rare treasure in the North Sea."

Just now the old man sold the door, making the entire second floor extremely curious about what this last spirit is.

When the girl asked, everyone pricked their ears.

Practicing the world, experience, is also a kind of power.

Opposite the girl, the old man had a complicated look on his face, picked up the soup spoon, carefully scooped up a spoonful of bright light yellow soup, and brought it to his mouth.

At the entrance of the soup, the old man was slightly stunned, his eyes slightly narrowed.

The whole second floor was swallowing.

This is the soup of the million sacred stone.

This bite is probably millions of Chaos Essence Stones, right?

"The Ninth Spirit of the North Sea, Ice Edge Valley, Frost Spirit Salt!"

Opening his eyes, there was a terrifying light in the old man's eyes.

"Ice Edge Valley..." The girl who was still chewing on the octopus feet widened her eyes: "That's not us—"

Her words were interrupted by the old man raising his hand.

The old man picked up the small bowl, scooped up a large spoonful of soup, and then began to enjoy it slowly.

After drinking three bowls in a row, the girl who ate octopus was so greedy that she could not take it anymore, and followed her with a bowl of soup and meat.

On the second floor, except for the sound of hula drinking soup, there are all kinds of saliva.

Zuo Lin's eyes fell on the dishes in front of her.

This kind of suffering is so difficult.

However, the loss of hundreds of thousands of chopsticks made her choose to turn her face away.

"By the way, meeting is fate. Come on, everyone, I have more Nine Spirits Shengyang soup. I invite you all to have a bowl."

The old man seemed to be in a great mood, took a bowl of soup, and looked around.

Drink a bowl?

Many people wanted to stand up, but stopped.

"Haha, the younger generation has taken the lead. The younger generation is not hungry today, so I won't drink this soup." A big man in a gray robe stood up and arched his hands.

"Yes, yes, today's junior bigu, just take a look at this dish." Someone on the other side also stood up and said with a smile.

Suddenly, on the second floor, there are people who are full, some who have recently lost weight and diet, and some who are not interested in meat dishes.

Zuo Lin raised her eyes to Lu Mingyu.

Lu Mingyu shook his head.

Can't afford it.

I can not eat it.

How can there be so many free lunches in this world?

Seeing everyone declined, the old man was not annoyed, smiled and shook his head, and feasted with the girl opposite.

This time, the second floor is even more suffering.

After half an hour, the girl burped gently, stretched her legs and lay back comfortably.

"It's so comfortable, I haven't had a full meal like this in 100,000 years."

One hundred thousand years!

All the people on the second floor who had been quietly observing the grandchildren turned their heads away in an instant.

With a smile on his face, the old man waved to the disciple of the Heavenly Master's Palace standing far away.

The disciple stepped forward.

"I want to meet the chef who makes these dishes."

The disciple nodded, turned and walked downstairs.

After a while, Pan Shi came up with a reluctant face.

"Master Pan."

"This dish was actually made by Mr. Pan."

"Master Pan is here."

Although there is only one side, everyone on the second floor greeted them in a familiar manner.

Pan Shi walked up to the pair of grandparents and grandsons expressionlessly, and his expression was slightly gentle as he watched the dishes on the table licked clean.

"I made this dish. Is the taste satisfactory?"

Hearing Pan Shi's words, the red-clothed girl raised her head and looked at him, with the same halo in her eyes.

"Yes, yes, if you can catch..."

The old man glanced at Pan Shi and said lightly: "The taste is very unique, it is the most delicious thing I have ever tasted."

"However, I am even more curious, how did you find this frost spirit salt?"

Hearing what the old man said, Pan Shi turned his head and left.

"As long as you don't have an opinion on the taste, I don't care about the others."

His answer made the old man stunned slightly, and the girl in red covered her mouth and giggled.

"Little friend, I want to know—"

The old man's words stopped.

Pan Shi has already turned around and said: "Guest, what you are inquiring about is the secret of my restaurant. If you want to listen, you have to add more money."

Add money.

Just now, the old man and the young girl have eaten more than one million sacred stones, and now they have to add money.

Sure enough, outsiders do not understand the world of local tyrants.

The old man nodded, took out a dark red spar, and threw it towards Pan Shi.

Pan Shi stretched out his hand to take it, looked at it, and closed it with his backhand, and then said: "It is said that the Frost Soul Salt was collected in a valley."

"In the past, the Northern Sea Overlord Zhongming Bird would bathe in this valley with frost spirit salt."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the surprise on the second floor, and the corners of the old man's eyes twitched slightly, and went straight downstairs and left.

In the back kitchen, Xu Cheng pointed at Pan Shi in the light curtain and said: "So, this guy is still not good at making friends with people."

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at the ice wind on the side: "You said, they are here to find you?"

"Well, three million years ago, this Guiyuan Demon Zun lived in the Ice Edge Valley, and only then left the Beihai after the relationship with Zhongming Bird froze."

"When he left, he said he was going to find the Demon Court."

Demon Court.

At the beginning, the demon clan imperial court, the East Emperor Taiyi built, sheltered all the demon clan, and competed with the human race and the abyss evil demons.

Only later the God Court fell, and the Demon Court also disappeared.

This kind of things countless thousands of years ago, no one can say clearly.

"Then he is from the Demon Court?"

Xu Cheng frowned slightly.

Bing Feng shook his head and said, "I don't know, but it's an old friend after all. I'll meet him."

"That little Hongyun girl was still raised by me for tens of thousands of years."

After speaking, Bingfeng walked straight out of the kitchen.

At this time, the guests in front have already packed their dishes for checkout.

"Senior, your dishes are discounted. We collected a total of 1.8 million sacred stones."

Jin Dahao smiled while holding a small book, looking at the grandparents and grandchildren who came downstairs.

The others are busy staying away.

The price is too scary.

A meal that has been difficult to accumulate for a few business firms for thousands of years.

"Sacred stone?"

The red-clothed girl shook her head and said, "I don't have a **** stone."

The old man beside her also shook his head: "I originally brought a piece of iron, but I just used it to buy news."

His voice fell, and the other guests immediately stepped back around.

Free food?

Overlord meal?

interesting.

Jin Dahao smiled unabated, his eyes swept over the girl, and he whispered softly: "Generally speaking, our rules, if we don't have money to pay, then take the body to pay the bill."

"Starting in five hundred years, you will consume 1.8 million sacred stones. Approximately, you will need to work for our restaurant for five million years."

Five million years, how many people in the world can live for five million years?

People around Jin Dahao shook their heads.

But the young man who was alone not far away showed a hint of aura in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Five million years, too long. If there is less time, it's not impossible..." The girl murmured softly, fingering.

"Little Hongyun girl is still so greedy, it's really a human being to die for money and birds for food."

Bingfeng's words made the girl widen her eyes and turned around suddenly.

"Aunt Bingfeng—"

A red cloud directly slammed into the icy wind in white.

Bingfeng raised her hand a little, and the girl turned into a flaming little bird, whispering around her.

This girl is not a human race!

Unconsciously, the surrounding guests took a few steps back again.

"Long time no see, Guiyuan Demon Venerable." Bing Feng turned his head and looked at the sorrowful old man.

Demon Lord!

Venerable Yaozu, at least causal power!

All the guests have retreated to the corner.

"The Bingfeng Demon Venerable goes further, stepping into reincarnation, the old man is really ashamed..."

A loneliness flashed across the face of the Guiyuan Demon Venerable, and he shook his head lightly and said, "If it weren't for the Chongming Bird to tell me, I would not be reconciled. The Ice Wind Demon Venerable has only been in sight for three million years, and the strength of his cultivation has been suppressed. "

When he left, his cultivation base was comparable to that of Bingfeng, and both were six levels of cause and effect.

Now, he has only eight levels of cause and effect, and Bingfeng is already the power of reincarnation.

Bingfeng glanced at the surrounding guests with cowering eyes, and chuckled softly: "We haven't seen you for many years, let's talk upstairs."

After speaking, he turned and walked upstairs.

The flaming bird stood on her shoulder.

Guiyuan Yaozun also followed upstairs.

"No, I'm afraid this meal will cost you money." Jin Dahao flipped through the booklet in his hand, and then whispered in pain.

"Treasurer, knot, knot, check out." A guest carefully stepped forward and handed over a small bag with trembling hands and feet.

Demon Zun.

Chong Ming bird.

I shouldn't have listened to this just now.

I can leave alive today and never come again next time.

What place is this restaurant!

Jin Dahao raised his hand to take the Chaos Essence Stone, weighed down and said: "This restaurant opened yesterday, and there is no discount today. You have enough stone, no change."

…

On the third floor, standing in front of the windowsill, you can see the market outside.

In the street market, many people quietly stared at the guests walking out of the restaurant.

"Ice Wind Demon Venerable, what is the identity of that Dong Zhou Hou?"

Guiyuan Yaozun looked at Bingfeng and spoke softly.

The little red bird was also curious, looking at the ice wind.

Bingfeng raised his hand, stroked the little red bird gently, then shook his head and said, "You don't need to care about his identity."

"Are you from the Demon Court?"

Bingfeng mentioned the demon court, a trace of complexity flashed across the face of the Guiyuan Demon Venerable, nodded, and then shook his head.

"If it can still be regarded as a demon court, then UU reading www.uukanshu.com will be it."

He looked down and whispered: "Over the years, I have wandered many places with Xiaoyun. There are not many places that can be as peaceful as the ancestral world."

His words made the little red bird on Bingfeng's shoulder nod repeatedly.

The ice wind stroked the feathers of the little red bird, and then looked at the Guiyuan Demon Zun.

"Then this time, are you planning to return to the Ancestral Realm?"

"I have no interest in taking Beihai, so I can leave it to you."

Back then, Guiyuan Yaozun left Beihai and failed to compete with Zhongming Bird.

Now that Chongming Bird is leaving, Bingfeng doesn't want to return to Beihai. It doesn't matter if Beihai is handed over to the Guiyuan Demon Venerable.

Guiyuan Demon Venerable turned his head to look at Bing Feng, and said in a low voice: "Ice Wind Demon Venerable, do you still remember the ancient precepts passed down by the demon clan?"

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