The kung fu of "Wuli Mist" was created by Zhang Kai and Zhang Gongchao, a Taoist master in the Eastern Han Dynasty, which contains a lot of Taoist high intentions.

Don't look at the chubby figure of the old man in the red robe, after carrying a big heavy pocket and holding a sled to attack in a row, he is not angry and does not change his face, and he has a kind of kung fu that combines shrinking and lightening, which is fast enough, but after all, it is useless, it is simply a waste of effort, and it takes some time.

What an inexplicable long white-haired broom, if I continue like this, I will eventually be tired and lie down. The old man in the red robe hesitated, threw the sleigh down, as if he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and began to "snort" and pant heavily.

Cha Hufa didn't take advantage of this opportunity, just smiled and looked at the fat old man.

The old man in the red robe didn't know if he couldn't deceive people anymore, or if the opponent's eyesight was too clever, but in fact, they didn't want to hurt his old man at all.

The red-robed old man quickly slammed his pocket towards the Cha Protector when he was panting the hardest, but he still got the same ending as before, but the main purpose of his old man's attack this time was not this, and he thought that the timing was good, so he grabbed the things out of his pocket and threw them at the Cha Hufa.

Some of these things can make beautiful music, some can move according to certain rules, and some can even stretch and contract over a relatively long distance, and everything that resembles a toy seems to be snowing heavily and rushes to check the Dharma.

You don't have to think about the consequences of those things hitting your body, it's just fun to watch, and it's important not to damage them, so you use a silver wire to guide those things to fall gently, and put them away in a row.

Seriously, if there wasn't anything else, the old man in the red robe didn't want to see those things destroyed, they were all carefully made by Snow White's dwarven guards for his old man.

In the end, the old man in the red robe used the stunt of pressing the bottom of the pocket, and the "bag monk" in the "five scattered people" of the Ming Sect said that he could not leave the "pocket skill", and the pocket in his old man's hand was also equivalent to the "back pocket" of the Qiankun bag.

It is not uncommon to see someone eating with plates and bowls, and it is not uncommon to eat with a basin, but who has ever seen someone eat with a table of feasts?

On this battlefield, Elder Shu was actually eating with a table of dishes, as if he would not fight if he was not full.

I saw that Elder Shu grabbed the edge of the table with one hand, and as soon as his hand moved, a dish of vegetables on the table would fly in front of him, and a pair of silver chopsticks took a mouthful of food and threw it into his mouth, and then a little bit of the edge of the plate, it flew back to its original position, neither spilling soup nor leaking oil, as if the fierce competition around him was like child's play, but there was no meaning of drinking with child's play.

Sect Leader Jiang walked over, in the forest of blade shadow fists and feet, as long as Sect Leader Jiang politely used his hand to lightly block and support, it was easier than passing through a hotel full of friends, this is another mastery of the old lady, called "Hundred Lonely Thousand Spirit Palms".

At this time, Elder Shu put the Eight Immortals table covered with red silk in front of Sect Leader Jiang, and then put down his chopsticks and hugged his fist, "Sect Leader Jiang is invited." ”

Sect Leader Jiang smiled slightly, and also returned the salute with a fist.

"Sect Master Jiang is a guest from afar, our Tianwai clan has not yet fulfilled the friendship of the landlord, even if these dishes are not very precious, but they can not be seen everywhere, but it is a pity that the little fourth son has also learned the cooking skills of the uncle, but I hope that the Jiang sect leader can taste a different taste. With that, Elder Shu picked up a plate of soft and slippery pork slices with a special side dish with silver chopsticks, and threw it over to Sect Leader Jiang.

Sect Leader Jiang made a kung fu of "sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai", when he practiced this kung fu, when to catch the fish with a straight hook and when to get up, at this moment he saw that the vegetable juice on the plate was about to splash over.

But the strange thing was that Elder Shu saw that a piece of meat in the dish flew into Sect Leader Jiang's mouth, and the vegetable juice returned to the plate without any waste, and the plate also returned to its original position, but he didn't see any major movement from Sect Leader Jiang at all.

At this time, Sect Leader Jiang chewed slowly, and after swallowing it, he frowned slightly, but still nodded, signaling that the craftsmanship of this dish was still explained.

"Condensing the void", people who don't know this skill will definitely be taken aback.

Probably because of his weight, Elder Shu was able to hold his breath, and he didn't show any surprise when he saw such a scene, and casually picked up a tall white porcelain wine jug on the wine table.

"I toast Sect Leader Jiang with a glass. ”

Sect Leader Jiang picked up the small wine cup in front of him, and saw that a wine line driven by true qi came straight to him, and he didn't need to make too much action, he used the wine cup to pick it up, but the small wine cup couldn't fit it at all, so he shook his hand and shook the wine inside out of a wine line and went straight into his mouth.

"Kweichow Moutai, good wine, but unfortunately the amount is shallow and can't be enjoyable, so let's return it to the master's house. Sect Leader Jiang said as he hit the spout of the wine jug with the dangling wine line, a pot of good wine is still clean and good wine, especially this kind of precious good wine can't be bad.

Elder Shu began to knock on the plate with a silver chopstick, "Take a bite of food, eat a glass of wine, it seems that Sect Leader Jiang has a bad appetite." How about I hit a song to help the drink?"

In fact, the sound of percussion is not a song, but it has a certain rhythm, and the dishes on the table are advancing with the vibration of this rhythm, and after a while, it will all be buckled on Sect Leader Jiang's body.

"There are songs without words, it is unsatisfactory, why don't you let Jiang chant a few sentences to add some elegance?" Saying that, Jiang recited a poem by the Song Dynasty poet Wen Tong, "Xingyuan Mansion Garden Pavilion Miscellaneous Songs?"

"Tantan is prosperous, and the windows are open. It is high and deep and the ground is called, and a big banquet can be held. If the government is less off, it will be a good guest. ”

With the chanting of every word in Sect Leader Jiang's verses, those plates began to "withdraw" back, although they seemed to be reluctant, but they still withdrew to the original "station", and then some of the delicacies on each plate were also "captured" by Sect Leader Jiang one by one.

Elder Shu didn't seem to be full, because his head seemed to be sweating with hunger, but he didn't pick up vegetables for himself to eat, and stirred in a plate of fragrant dried Ma Lan's head, as if it was not stirred well, because the chopsticks and saucers were too slippery, and a piece of dried fragrant vegetables in the cold salad actually flew out, and immediately stood up, leaned forward, and waved silver chopsticks to grab the clip, but in fact, the chopsticks were running to the "sinus" point next to the armpit of Sect Leader Jiang.