The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"Finally out of the pot!"

"I can't wait to taste it now."

"Come on, let the little junior sister wait for twenty judges to taste, and the rest is our dishes."

The disciple of the Misty Sect whispered.

In front of the stove.

Li Jiaojiao moved swiftly and poured the dishes from the pot on the plate, making it shine with dazzling brilliance.

Bai Hanlin and other disciples were not slow.

Each of them completed the finishing touches.

In a limited hour, everyone must make three dishes.

And now, hundreds of contestants have all completed.

"Next, start tasting!"

Ye Feng said.

Li Jiaojiao and other disciples immediately presented their first dishes in the order in which they were drawn.

Judging seat.

Qingshan Jianzu picked up a steamed Breitling turtle meat made by a female disciple with chopsticks, and said: "The meat is good, neither fat nor thin, just right, I will give it 8 points."

"I give 7 points." Liu Feng said.

"7 points." Xia Wenwen also gave a score.

Other judges also scored one after another, and came up with a total score of 145 points for this dish.

"Next!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the second disciple hurriedly served the dishes, which was tasted and scored by twenty judges.

The review process is fast.

An hour later.

The first dishes of hundreds of disciples have been tasted. Among them, only the top 50 disciples can advance to the second round.

They took out the second dish and let the judges taste it.

In the second round, only ten people advanced to the final round.

At this time, only ten elite chefs, including Li Jiaojiao and Bai Hanlin, were left on the court.

They are either the cook **** or the cook king, or the cook king, and the dishes they produce are superb.

They took out the third dish that was still piping hot, tasted and scored by twenty judges.

The first to appear is Bai Hanlin.

"8 points!"

"10 points."

...

"9 points!"

Twenty judges scored a total of 184 high scores.

"It deserves to be the final game, the score is very high."

"The head has announced the rules. The three dishes have their ranks corresponding to the Qi Refining Realm, the Ju Yuan Realm, and the Spirit Sea Realm, so the higher the rank, the higher the score naturally."

"So it's like this!"

Some disciples didn't know the situation, and they discussed it quickly, and only then did they learn the rules of the game.

"184 points... great!" Bai Hanlin's eyes were full of joy when he heard his score.

Twenty judges, a full score of 200 points.

Can get 184 points, which is very high.

However, Bai Hanlin was too happy too early.

In the next review, super high scores of 185, 188 and even 190 have appeared one after another.

"The last one, Li Jiaojiao."

Finally, it was Li Jiaojiao's turn to serve her third dish.

This is a plate of boiled vegetables!

This dish seems plain, but it has gone through countless processes.

First of all, the main ingredient is Cangqing forbidden wild vegetables, which are comparable to treasure medicines. They are boiled with the oil of the thousand-year pig king and spiritual spring water, and refined salt from the seas of Tianyuan is added.

Its crisp taste and delicious taste have conquered everyone.

"10 points!"

"10 points!"

...

"10 points!"

Liu Feng, Xia Wenwen, Qingshan Jianzu and others raised the score cards one after another, only three of them got 9 points, and the others all got 10 points.

"Li Jiaojiao ranked first with a total score of 197. Congratulations to her for winning the first place in the God of Cooking Contest!"

Ye Feng announced the result.

"Senior Sister Jiaojiao is mighty!"

The disciples raised their arms and shouted.

"Next, the more than 1,000 dishes made by the back chef will all be distributed for everyone to taste."

After Ye Feng looked around, he said slowly.

There were hundreds of disciples participating in the competition, each with three dishes, and each dish was very generous, exceeding ten catties. If the scores were averaged down, everyone would be able to eat one catty.

"Okay!"

The disciples couldn't bear it for a long time, and rushed up, with a little bit of each dish, and started eating in the square.

The overall atmosphere is very harmonious.

Ye Feng looked at the audience with a smile.

The ultimate goal of holding the God of Cooking Contest is to enliven the atmosphere of the sect and avoid lifelessness.

Now, he clearly achieved his goal.

"It's delicious!"

Qiao Jiaxi had a rare trip back from the hardwood plains, holding a rice bucket, eating dozens of catties of rice and several catties of vegetables alone, with a happy smile on her face.

"Junior Brother Qiao, you told you that these dishes are too much, you can easily hold on to eat alone, let me share a little bit for you." Long Tianxing walked from the side and grabbed the dishes from Qiao Jiaxi.

"Really?" Qiao Jiaxi was stunned.

"Are you feeling your stomach?" Long Tianxing asked earnestly.

"No!" Qiao Jiaxi rubbed his stomach, only to realize that Long Tianxing was frantically grilling rice, and finally reacted, "Ahhhhhhhh, so you are trying to grab food from me!"

"Hey, you found it." Long Tianxing grinned and ate the last piece of grilled lamb chops.

Upon seeing this, Qiao Jiaxi wanted to cry without tears.

The top of the misty peak.

Ye Feng looked at the disciples of the Misty Sect in a harmonious atmosphere, and the smile on his face gradually brightened.

"Master, I have broken through again."

Gong Qingqiu walked out from the side, revealing the aura of the peak of the Divine Origin Realm.

"Not bad!"

Ye Feng looked at her with a brighter smile on his face.

The pill made by the Seven-Star Pill Refining Furnace has no side effects. With this, Gong Qingqiu can continue to take the medicine and upgrade, and it will be sooner or later that it will become the Void-Breaking Realm.

"Thanks to the high-level concentrating pill of the head, I feel that I am closer to becoming an ancestor-level powerhouse."

Gong Qingqiu said.

"After a while, you will be promoted to the Shattering Void Realm." Ye Feng said.

"Really?" Gong Qingqiu was surprised.

"I use the Seven-Star Pill Refining Furnace to refine the'Broken Void Pill'. Only one hundred pieces will allow you to condense the magic elements and advance to the first level of Buffing Void." Ye Feng said.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the surface of the seven-star alchemy furnace.

After some communication, Ye Feng learned the required materials.

Then, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it lightly, and a large amount of elixir flew out of the elixir garden and fell into the seven-star alchemy furnace.

Clang Dang Dang Dang!

The seven-star alchemy furnace automatically made alchemy. After half an hour, it produced a hundred golden pills, each of which was the size of a longan and contained a majestic aura.

"Take it to eat!"

Ye Feng, like the boss, put one hundred inferior Poxu Pills in Gong Qingqiu's palm and let her take it.

"Thank you, the head!"

Gong Qingqiu accepted the pill and began to retreat.

...

Deep sea.

A figure came here.

There are two heavy dark circles on his face, and his lips are pale and tired. It is Feng Chuan.

Recently, he has published more than a dozen lists in the name of Tianji Pavilion, but the response has been mediocre, so that the reputation of Tianji Pavilion has not improved much at all.

After being so angry that he vomited blood one after another ~www.readwn.com~, he chose to travel.

Today, Feng Chuan came to the deep sea.

"Damn Ye Feng!"

Feng Chuan remembered the various failures he had experienced in recent times. Hearing the sound of the waves crashing, he felt that it was a mockery of him, and his mentality collapsed again and roared into the sky.

"You want to kill Ye Feng too?"

A cold voice sounded out of thin air, making Feng Chuan agitated, and quickly followed the sound.

In sight.

An illusory figure in a red dress came slowly.

"It's you... the Queen of Heaven!"

Feng Chuan had experienced the battle of the Misty Sect, and had seen the Queen of Heaven with his own eyes through a crack in space.

Thus, he recognized the person who came in an instant.