Chapter 652: Heavenly Spring Holy Son
The hustle and bustle outside the noodle shop made many people turn their heads and look over. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Such a large formation still attracted the attention of many people, and in the Gluttonous Valley, there were quite few people who could make such a large formation.
As soon as everyone looked around, they saw a figure in a golden robe walking in from outside.
This man is a burly man, with dragon leather boots on his feet, a golden crown on his head, and a golden robe, noble and magnificent.
Just looking at it, everyone felt a burst of burning eyes, and from that person's body, it seemed to burst out of a very terrifying aura, and faintly, everyone seemed to find that their spirits were a little trance.
Hiss!
Everyone gasped.
"This is the Heavenly Spring Holy Son!The top existence among the younger generation of the Tianquan Holy Land, has he been out of the customs? He actually appeared at the Immortal Banquet this time!"
"Holy Son of Tianquan Holy Land, I heard that five soul ladders have been condensed, and I am ready to start condensing the sixth soul ladder......
"I finally saw the living Son!
......
The diners in the restaurant all felt a sense of horror when they looked at the Heavenly Spring Holy Son.
The coercion on this man is too heavy.
As soon as he entered the noodle shop, the gaze of the Heavenly Spring Holy Son turned and fell on Xiao Yue, who was sitting in the position, his eyes were extremely sharp, like a long sword that was about to tear the sky.
Xiao Yue frowned, his face solemn.
He also turned his head to look at the Tianquan Holy Son, and the momentum between the two seemed to be a little rivalry.
However, Xiao Yue's aura was still much worse than that of the Heavenly Spring Holy Son, just like the gap between Haoyue and Firefly.
But that's normal.
After all, the Holy Son of Tianquan is a Divine Soul Realm powerhouse who has condensed the Five Soul Ladders, and he is the Holy Son of a great holy place in the Hidden Dragon King's Court, so he is naturally extraordinary.
And although Xiao Yue is also the leader of the younger generation, his cultivation is only a Divine Soul Realm powerhouse who has just condensed the soul ladder, and he is naturally much weaker than the Heavenly Spring Holy Son.
However, everyone had no doubt that this Xiao Yue definitely had a chance to grow into a terrifying existence like the Heavenly Spring Holy Son!
Airplanes......
The Heavenly Spring Holy Son stood quietly like this, his breath continued to rise, and he slowly crushed towards Xiao Yue like a big mountain.
Xiao Yue's face was as solemn as water, and the glazed long sword behind him began to shake rapidly, and the surging sword intent permeated from Xiao Yue's body, resisting the coercion of the Heavenly Spring Holy Son.
Everyone held their breath and looked at this scene, as if it was the young genius of the Tianquan Holy Son who was bullying the Tianshu Holy Land.
Suddenly, the Heavenly Spring Holy Son raised his palm, and the slender palm was pulled up and pointed out.
Xiao Yue's eyes shrank, and his body trembled.
The long sword behind his back roared up, a sword groan, the sword light was bright and dazzling, and the entire noodle restaurant was raging with sword qi.
Bite!
One finger grinds a sword.
The two collided in the void, and the sword qi collapsed and shattered directly under this finger.
Xiao Yue's long sword was suspended in front of him, constantly shaking, and the sword groaned.
The Holy Son of Tianquan held his hands, and the haughty color in his eyes appeared.
Everyone felt a chill, could it be that the Heavenly Spring Holy Son really wanted to kill the genius of the Tianshu Holy Land in this King Pavilion?!
This might really provoke a war between the Tianquan Holy Land and the Tianshu Holy Land.
It is said that the Holy Son of Tianquan is domineering, but what I see now is really domineering.
Xiao Yue was also in his heart, he naturally couldn't sit still so easily, so he had to fight back.
The action of the Holy Son of Tianquan was also somewhat unexpected by him.
Or rather...... It is very likely that the Holy Son of Tianquan was asked to do it.
As for who asked the Holy Son of Tianquan to help...... Xiao Yue knew it in his heart.
Holding the hilt of the sword, Xiao Yue's hair fluttered violently, and his eyes became very sharp.
"Huh, still want to resist?" Tianquan Holy Son's eyes narrowed.
turned his fingers into palms and slapped them at Xiao Yue.
The sword seems to be bent.
......
in the kitchen.
Ouyang Shenfeng smiled and led Bufang into the kitchen.
This kitchen is very large, and there is a surging flow of people in it, with a large number of people, all kinds of fires, and all kinds of aromas.
In front of the rows of stoves, there are many chefs wearing chef robes, who are cooking delicious dishes in full swing, and there is even a second-class chef in the middle of the walk.
In addition to the stove, there is also a separate area in the kitchen for making pasta, where flour is flying and the sound of noodles is constantly being beaten.
As soon as the two entered the kitchen.
Those chefs all respectfully greeted Ouyang Shenfeng.
Ouyang Shenfeng also smiled and nodded, and by the way, he said a few words of encouragement to everyone, and he did not have the arrogance of a first-class chef at all.
His peacefulness was slightly surprised.
"Little friend, come here. Ouyang Shenfeng said with a smile.
The chefs who were cooking around were stunned.
What? Chef Ouyang is going to take this kid into the kitchen? That's Chef Ouyang's own kitchen!
On weekdays, other people don't have a chance to enter at all, unless Ouyang Shenfeng wants to teach cooking skills, his chef apprentice will enter, otherwise he won't give others a chance to enter at all.
Now he actually brought a strange young man into the kitchen.
Could it be that this young man is Chef Ouyang's new chef apprentice?
But...... Look at this, no!
However, an insider said Bu Fang's previous words in the noodle restaurant, and many chefs were stunned, and the next moment, their eyes widened.
"What? The little chef actually said that he wanted to teach Chef Ouyang how to cook noodles?"
"That guy is crazy, isn't it! Chef Ouyang is a first-class chef, where did that kid get the confidence and courage to dare to let out wild words!"
"Let's go, sneak over and see, this little chef is doing things at a pace!"
......
Many of the apprentice chefs were talking to each other, and their faces were filled with righteous indignation.
The second-class chef even played with the glass kitchen knife in his hand, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were quite cold.
His respect for Chef Ouyang made him not allow others to insult him like this.
That's right, he felt that Bufang was insulting!
So, a group of people came to Chef Ouyang's kitchen, poked their heads out, and looked into the kitchen.
Bu Fang came to Ouyang Shenfeng's kitchen.
The kitchen is separated, and everything in the kitchen is much better than the kitchen in front of it, with the emphasis on the delicate kitchen knife in the center of the kitchen.
The kitchen knife is really very exquisite, unlike the peculiar kitchen knife, which is extremely domineering, but there is a kind of small jasper, and its blade is almost transparent.
"This is my exclusive kitchen knife, when I became a first-class chef, I asked the elders of the valley to help me make a kitchen knife, called the cicada wing knife. ”
When it came to this kitchen knife, Ouyang Shenfeng was extremely proud.
As if interested, Ouyang Shenfeng hooked his hand, and the kitchen knife fell into his hand, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the kitchen knife turned in his hand as fast as lightning, almost making it impossible to see.
The cicada wing knife is as thin as a cicada's wings.
Bu Fang was also quite amazed by this kitchen knife, compared to the ice spirit kitchen knife in his knife cabinet, this cicada wing knife was much more advanced.
"The kitchen has arrived, let's see Xiaoyou's pasta making. Ouyang Shenfeng said.
This time, the smile on his face faded slightly.
As a first-class chef, he naturally has the pride of being a first-class chef.
Although he also knew that his face might have some flaws in the production process, he was always looking for this flaw and improving it.
But being proposed by Bu Fang so Chiguoguo, he was still a little uncomfortable in his heart.
The people outside the door also held their breath when they saw this scene.
Some people even sneered in their hearts.
I just think that this young man is here to pretend to be forced.
Bu Fang glanced at Ouyang Shenfeng and didn't say anything.
He exhaled softly, and the next moment, green smoke rose from his hand, and a slight dragon groan suddenly rang out.
A black kitchen knife appeared in Bufang's hand.
Airplanes......
Ouyang Shenfeng's eyes shrank, and the cicada wing knife in his hand actually trembled slightly the moment the pitch-black kitchen knife appeared in this step.
What's going on?!
Ouyang Shenfeng looked at Bu Fang in disbelief, as well as the kitchen knife in Bu Fang's hand.
Holding the keel kitchen knife horizontally, Bu Fang didn't explain anything, of course, he didn't know what to explain, the origin of the keel kitchen knife, he naturally couldn't explain it.
The kitchen knife played a knife flower in his hand, and then he picked it up in the air, and a bag of flour flew in.
A gentle pick of the kitchen knife.
The sack of flour had a crack in it, and white flour was spilled from it.
The unique aroma of flour spreads, and there is a fresh aura fluctuating.
"Good noodles!" Bu Fang raised his hand, the true qi in his hand condensed, and constantly absorbed the flour in his hand, making the white flour flutter around his palm, under the light, quite dense.
"This is the flour milled from the unique Lingmai in the gluttonous valley, which is naturally good. Ouyang Shenfeng explained.
He stared at Bufang, as if trying to see through Bufang.
But Bu Fang's body seemed to be covered with a layer of vague fog, which made him completely unable to see through.
The next moment, his eyes suddenly shrank.
Because the steps are starting to move.
Whoa!
The shining water droplets flew out one after another, and suddenly merged with the suspended flour in Bu Fang's hand.
"With water?"
Ouyang Shenfeng was stunned for a moment, when he kneaded the noodles, he would use elixir juice, or powerful spirit beast blood, so that the kneaded noodles would be filled with unique fluctuations.
That kind of noodles are more flavorful.
Bu Fang seemed to understand what Ouyang Shenfeng was thinking, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said: "Clear water will not overshadow the unique fragrance of flour, that fragrance is the most important thing." ”
Brush!
Bu Fang's hand snapped back.
Suddenly, there was a roar, as if it exploded, and the ball of flour turned into powder suddenly expanded, as if there had been an explosion inside.
Boom Boom!!
Bu Fang's mind sank, and the majestic spiritual power suddenly surged, and the explosion in the flour ball continued, and the roar continued.
There was a bang.
The dough was slammed on the stove by Bufang.
The violent sound frightened everyone for a moment.
Ouyang Shenfeng was also full of strangeness, looking at Bufang very strangely.
Are you kneading dough or throwing dough?
Think that if you smash the noodles, you can knead good noodles?!
And Bu Fang didn't care about everyone's strange and puzzled gazes, and the dough in his hand was raised and thrown again.
Syllable!!
Slammed it on the stove.
Ouyang Shenfeng looked at Bu Fang's movements, and suddenly his face froze, and there seemed to be something incredible in his eyes.