On the far left side of the competition area, the little monk who was in Ding Qiuqiu's finger was full of astonishment, he stopped the carving that was about to be completed in his hand, put down the piece of white jade tofu that had been carved into the source flow map of the Dharma Realm and appeared in unison, and put his palms together, his eyes full of doubts.

It was inconvenient for him to speak, so he had to secretly inform the assistant who would come with him with the method of Yuan Shen sound transmission, and after a few seconds, the Southern Shaolin lay disciple who helped the cook behind him (shēn) was stunned, and suddenly said to Ding Qiuqiu as if he had realized it:

"Judge Ding, although you are the chief judge of this Kitchen Fairy Star Competition, you can't make your own decisions and kick people out casually.

Since the senior brother participated in the competition, he has been strictly abiding by the competition system, and has not violated the rules at all......"

The five big and three rough cooks were still talking some high-sounding (tào) words, Ding Qiuqiu glanced at the Ten Lotus Master next to him, and the great monk shook his head in disappointment and remained silent.

If you don't want to come out, then I'll discipline and discipline the younger disciples for you.

Ding Qiuqiu swept his cold eyes, and an ice field suddenly opened under the feet of the kitchen chef who was arguing with reason, and the chill like the blade of the sword and halberd pierced through the sole of the kitchen's feet, freezing the stout man into an ice sculpture.

"As a kitchen fairy on the other side, the most important thing is to concentrate on the same, in less than two hours, you have been distracted and watched the three female contestants eleven times, what kind of system!

Is Southern Shaolin such a door style? It's disappointing.

Unreasonable quibbles, the crime is added to the first degree, and you will be out immediately, (jìn) Race for a hundred years! ”

When the little monk heard the words "(jìn) race for a hundred years", his face was flushed, he threw down the ivory carving knife in his hand, and stretched out his hand to Sun Xunqiao, who was still staring at the three female contestants:

"He's also watching, and he's been watching it for so long, why only punish me for one!"

Ding Qiuqiu followed the fingertips of the little monk who had taken the void and landed his gaze on Sun Xunqiao (shēn), with a look of admiration on his face.

"Engrossed, calm, relaxed, from beginning to end did not look at the faces and irrelevant parts of the three female contestants, put all their attention on every step of their cooking, keep looking for flaws, only less than a quarter of an hour left, still insist on planning and then moving, the heart lake is like a mirror, the ancient well has no waves...... Fight for the other side of the kitchen fairy, he is much more qualified than you! ”

The little monk who quit the sky still had to speak, the ten lotus master on the rostrum spread out his palm, the palm lit up with a golden swastika, the immeasurable Buddha light sprinkled down the stage, the little monk who quit the sky involuntarily floated into the air, he (shēn) after the frozen kitchen also unsealed (jìn), helplessly in the Buddha's light ups and downs, the ethereal Sanskrit singing, the little monk and the kitchen shrunk smaller and smaller, and in a blink of an eye, they shrunk into two grains of fine sand and flew into the palm of the ten lotus master.

"The tree is big and has dead branches, and there is no way to discipline the temple, which makes the donors smile."

There was no sadness or joy on the face of Master Shilian, and he saluted with his palms, and the audience was silent.

Everyone took the initiative to apologize, revealing the magic power of the Buddha country Sumeru mustard seed in the palm of one hand, with a dead face of great mercy and compassion, who would dare to touch the mold.

In every sense, the Donkey Kong Divine Power Monk Corps in South Shaolin on the other side is not vegetarian!

"What crooked melons and cracked dates."

Ding Qiuqiu snorted coldly, and the words reached the ears of more than 100,000 viewers through the microphone in front of (shēn), but few of them responded, just pretending to be deaf and dumb.

In the stands on the northwest side of the venue, Bai Hekong burst out laughing, and she knocked on Mu Yigui's shoulder with a small hammer condensed by the Illusory Sea Xuanqi, and said:

"Senior, this judge (tǐng) is interesting, didn't you help Sun Gou to tease her?"

Mu Yigui looked at Ding Qiuqiu from afar and said:

"I watched the video of the last Dark Cooking Contest on the other side more than 300 times, and with the assistance of other peripheral materials, I tried Ding Qiuqiu on the day when the Yuan Shen borrowed the image, and the average simulation degree was not higher than 10%, but I was sure of one thing.

This woman is really (xìng) will become, and she is a hard and hard iron stone (xìng), the kind that can't rub a little sand.

She gave Sun Gou a low score, really just because she felt that Sun Gou's food concept was not good.

Even if she thinks that Sun Gou's food concept is not good, she still recognizes Sun Gou's cooking skills, and the other side of the dark cooking competition is scored by the same group of people from beginning to end.

I have known Sun Gou for so long, and I have lived and died together a lot of times, but I still can't look at him objectively.

She can do such an incredible thing (qíng), I think she has been objective and neutral to the point of being very sick.

This kind of woman is not the type that can be shaken by chatting for hundreds and thousands of pages, and besides, Sun Gou has never talked to her in Tongxu, the number of conversations is 0, and there is no basis for early communication at all, and the price ratio is too low, so I didn't talk to her. ”

"That's it......" Bai Hekong turned the small sea-blue hammer in his hand, "I still like her, Sun Gou's vision is so bad." ”

She set her eyes on the churning sea of fire in the competition area, and the nine dragon-shaped true fires behind Ye Shuangliu tried their best to restrain them, condensing into nine reins, pulling the dragon turtle blood plate in the center of the sea of fire, and the nine dragons pulled the turtle, constantly passing the cavity of the tortoise shell through the nine-colored sea of fire.

The dragon tortoise's back armor melted in repeated cautery, and the herb essence obtained from the towering green mountains gathered into a drop of turquoise jade in the real fire, and smashed into the center of the dragon tortoise's belly armor at the moment when the back armor completely disappeared.

The nine-colored true fire burned several subtle cracks on the earthy yellow belly armor, and the turquoise herb jade liquid fell into it from the sky, outlining the shape of the six cracks, and those herb essences only existed on the dragon tortoise belly armor for a few breaths, and then they were ignited by the ignorance flame of the nine-color true fire, expanding the six cracks to the thickness of half a foot.

The strongest defense of the Baxia Dragon Turtle One (shēn) is not the back armor that protects the green mountain, but the abdominal armor that protects the vital points.

The harm of snakes and insects of different species, there must be spiritual grass within ten steps.

Although Baxia is a dragon and restrained, it is also just above the green mountain it bears.

If it weren't for the burning of the herb essence concentrated to the extreme, with Ye Shuangliu's cultivation, he would not be able to tear such a wide crack on the belly armor of this dragon tortoise.

The flame of ignorance disappeared, and the cracks on the belly armor of the dragon tortoise were six hexagrams.

Dry three times, away from the void, dry from the top, the fire is great!

When the three judges commented, they only saw that this was a Baxia dragon turtle carrying a mountain of grass, but they did not see that there was no grass on the mountain of dragon turtle.

There was only one kind of spiritual grass on that mountain, and that was yarrow.

As the old saying goes, the hook is deep and far-reaching, and the one who determines the evil fortune of the world is nothing more than a yarrow turtle.

Since ancient times, the emperor has used tortoise shell and yarrow for divination to determine the opportunity of war sacrifice.

The fire and heaven hexagrams, the great hexagrams, the upper nine, since the heavens, there is no disadvantage.

The name of this astonishing masterpiece of the Flying Imperial Diet is as follows:

"The world is lucky!"

Ye Shuangliu snorted lightly, and the abdominal armor that had absorbed the essence of the entire dragon turtle was sent to the judges by the nine dragon-shaped true fires.

"Flying Imperial Diet, the world is auspicious, please taste!"