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Thousands of miles away from the coastline of the Qingfeng Empire, there is a towering and towering city where a behemoth sits down, this city is very huge, covering a vast area, and the city wall is even more towering into the clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

The border city is the largest city in the Qingfeng Empire's defense line, with a long history, and the imperial capital, Xixuancheng is known as the three ancient cities of the Qingfeng Empire.

From a distance, the city over there looks like a huge god of war, standing majestically, with a rock-like quaint atmosphere, sitting on the frontier of the Qingfeng Empire, guarding the territory of the Qingfeng Empire.

Outside the border city, the vast plain, a long line walked slowly, and there was a carriage pulled by a strong spirit beast in the long line, and on the side of the carriage, there were strong men riding one-horned spirit horses, and this group of people came straight towards the border city.

The heavy sound of trumpets sounded from within the border city, deafening, and spread mightily.

The gates of the border city creaked open, and out of them came a number of Imperial soldiers in armor, who bowed their hands slightly to greet the group.

Ji Chengyu was magnificent, his face was indifferent, riding on the one-horned spirit horse as steady as Mount Tai, he looked at the soldiers who greeted him respectfully, and the corners of his mouth were also flushed with a hint of arc.

As soon as he entered the border city, he felt like he had stepped into another world, and the streets of the border city were completely occupied by the soldiers defending the city, and Ji Chengyu's men and horses entered it and stopped in the center of the team.

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and an old figure slowly emerged from the carriage.

This is an old man in a black robe, his face is wide and horizontal, his breath is a little fluctuating, he holds his hands, looks at the people around him, and exhales lightly.

From among the many generals, there were many figures who were also wearing black robes, and they saluted the old man respectfully.

"Greetings to His Holiness the Shuramon. ”

The black-robed powerhouses opened their mouths one after another, bowing and saluting, with great respect.

The Shura Sect, which does not belong to the top ten sects, is an ancient sect, they are reappearing today, waiting for the opportunity to rise again, and the Qingfeng Empire is the first stepping stone for their rise.

The furrow on the old man's face shook, waved his hand, and said to everyone: "The high priest sent the old man here today, first to assist King Yu to ascend to the throne, and secondly, for the struggle for the rise of our Shuramen, our Shuramen has been silent for too long, and most of the world has forgotten the past glory of my Shuramen, the hundred thousand rivers, the wild land, and the damned forces of the Illusory Spirit Ze probably don't remember us, but soon, they will recall the fear of being dominated." ”

The eyes of the Shuramun suddenly showed a look of fanaticism.

Ji Chengyu squinted at this scene, a ripple appeared in his heart, and his face was even more solemn.

This Shura ...... It is the force behind Mahayana Island, and it is Zhao Musheng's backer, and now it is ...... is his Ji Chengyu's backer, and it is his Ji Chengyu's reliance to regain the throne.

However, he always knew very well in his heart that this Shura Gate was definitely a double-edged sword, and it was a very sharp double-edged sword, and if it was not used properly...... It's not just about breaking your muscles and bones.

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The immeasurable mountain, towering into the clouds, is like a long sword rising into the sky, straight into the sky.

In the mountain gate of the Heavenly Machine Sect, in a dilapidated double-storey wooden house, an old man with white hair and white eyebrows sat cross-legged, holding a few yellow jade talismans in his withered hands, and suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a strong light flashing in those eyes.

The yellow jade talisman in his hand suddenly floated up, suspended in the void, forming a strange pattern.

The old man's face was full of solemnity, he took a deep breath, pinched a strange mark with both hands, and pointed at the jade talisman.

The strange blood color seeped out from the jade talisman, and the rich smell of blood spread, spreading in this double-storey wooden house, the old man was suddenly frightened, and his eyes shrank slightly.

"Kill the generative Shuramun...... It was actually born again, how could this evil sect be so tenacious, and it seemed that the land of southern Xinjiang was about to stir up a bloody storm again. The old man sighed and sighed.

As soon as the handprint turned, the blood on the yellowed jade talisman suddenly disappeared, and the jade talisman fell into his hand, and the old man narrowed his eyes, as if he was estimating something in his heart.

"It's the Qingfeng Empire again, why are all the big things happening in the Qingfeng Empire these days?" the old man's face trembled, a little strange.

"But this time...... I'm afraid that the Qingfeng Empire is in great trouble. ”

......

In the early morning, sunlight casts into the room, dispelling the coolness of the night.

Bufang opened his eyes, yawned comfortably, stretched his waist, and was still comfortable in his room, got out of bed, and after Bufang finished washing, he came to the kitchen.

Yufu hasn't gotten up yet, and Xiao Xiaolong's kid hasn't arrived yet.

Bufang came to the stove, the kitchen knife turned, and began to practice knife work and carving, a few days without practice, Bufang is quite nostalgic for this feeling.

After practicing knife work and carving for a while, Yu Fu came down from upstairs, and after saying hello to Bu Fang, he went to his stove by himself and began to practice knife work and carving.

"Xiao Xiaolong hasn't come yet, you practice for a while, and when he arrives, we'll start the assessment." Bufang said with a frown.

Yufu nodded obediently, blinked her eyes, picked up the prepared ingredients, and began to chop vegetables.

Bu Fang put the big kitchen knife away, is to start preparing to cook drunk pork ribs, after a while, the rich aroma of meat is wafting in the entire kitchen, smelling this fragrance, Yu Fu's face is intoxicated, her cooking skills and Bu Fang are still too bad, just from the fragrance of this dish can be seen the gap, she has to walk a long way!

Holding the drunken ribs, Bu Fang opened the door panel and walked out of the shop.

In the early morning of spring, the temperature is still a little cool, and a gust of wind blows, spreading the fragrance of drunken pork ribs in Bufang's hand, which is extremely charming.

"Blackie, it's time to eat. ”

Bu Fang put the drunk ribs in front of the big black dog who was still lying at the door, and said lightly.

Xiao Hei lazily opened the dog's eyes, glanced at the drunken ribs in front of him, and the dog's mouth pulled, as if he had lost the excitement of seeing the drunken ribs before.

The fat dog's humane expression suddenly gave way to Fang Fang stunned, what's the matter?

However, when the black dog's nose sniffed the drunken ribs, the dog's eyes lit up in an instant, and he glanced at the step with resentment, and Xiao Hei couldn't wait to eat the porcelain plate, which looked like he had been hungry for several lifetimes.

Bu Fang raised his eyebrows, touched the little black and silky hair that was not stained with the slightest dust, and stood up, ready to return to the shop.

But as soon as I walked to the door, I saw the figure of Xiao Xiaolong coming slowly at the mouth of the alley.

"Do you usually come so late, and what kind of knife and carving do you practice?"

Bu Fang looked at Xiao Xiaolong, and said directly, with a bit of anger in his tone.

Xiao Xiaolong couldn't help but shake his body, patted his head, his face turned a little dark, he forgot that Bu Fang had come back, and in the past few days that Bu Fang was not in the shop, he was used to being lazy......

"Go into the kitchen, test your knife and carver, unqualified, hold a heavy kitchen knife, practice knife and carver all day. ”

Bu Fang seemed to have guessed something, and suddenly snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and turned into the kitchen.

Xiao Xiaolong's face was black, as if he had smeared the ashes at the bottom of the pot.

Entering the kitchen with a sad face, he saw Yufu, who was already practicing diligently, and suddenly had an even more headache.

Bu Fang pulled a chair and sat down, looking at Yu Fu and Xiao Xiaolong expressionlessly, his eyes full of scrutiny.

"As my apprentice chef, I hope you will be diligent, don't be lazy, real chefs are ten years of practice, can be achieved, I hope you can remember this truth, work hard to practice cooking, now start to test your knife skills and carving, you two compete with each other, in the specified half an hour, who handles more ingredients...... No one will be punished. ”

Bu Fang said lightly, he also came from the chef's apprenticeship, so he naturally knows the importance of diligence.

Yu Fu and Xiao Xiaolong both nodded, indicating that they understood.

Next to the stove of the two, there are a large pile of fat radishes, and Bu Fang's request this time is for the two of them to cut all these radishes into strips, within the specified half an hour.

Yufu is okay, her face is calm, and she is not panicked at all.

Xiao Xiaolong is different, his face is as black as the bottom of a pot, and his big eyes are spinning non-stop, so panicked. (To be continued.) )