In the early morning, the warm orange sun peeks out of the clouds and spreads the sun all over the land.

The green leaves shimmer brightly in the sun.

Suddenly, a figure stepped past the unknown plant, and the breeze caused the water to drip down.

"I thought I was early."

Entering a purple bamboo forest and coming to a magnificent wooden house, Mu Er saw about ten people standing quietly in front of him, and walked to a clearing and stood shaking his head and sighing with emotion.

A few minutes after Maku'e arrived outside the wooden house, two more people arrived from the purple bamboo forest.

After everyone arrived, the wooden house creaked, and a white slim kitchen with a cloud pattern bottom walked out of the room indifferently.

Looking around at the people who were standing a little cautious, Chef Daozi smiled kindly: "I think it's a good thing that some people already know the purpose of calling everyone." ”

"It's okay if you don't know, I'll explain it to you in detail next."

Speaking of this, Chef Daozi paused, and after seeing that except for a few people, the breathing on the faces of the rest of the people had become obviously heavy, and then he continued: "That's right, three days later is the opening time of the Heroic Spirit Ruins this year, and we have ten places in the Four Arts Peak. ”

Hearing that there were only ten places in the entire Four Arts Peak, except for Mu Er and the other two young men with deep breaths, the faces of the rest of the people couldn't help but change.

Mu Er was also puzzled in his heart at this time, and he asked silently in his heart: "Tomb, can the Demon God Order detect the existence of you and the Heavenly Monument?" ”

A line of small fireflies quickly appeared in front of the eyes of the curtain.

"Impossible."

"So can the Demon God Order detect the existence of other orders?" Makue continued to ask.

"If the will of the Demon God Order personally descends on the subsystem, it can perceive the breath of any other order."

After getting the tomb's answer, Mu Er looked at the smiling chef Daozi who was standing on the steps, and already knew roughly why the chef Daozi would give the cyan Xiaoyu to himself.

Although the gaze of the curtain is hidden, the master of the kitchen is naturally able to detect it.

Chao Mu'e smiled and nodded imperceptibly, and then looked at the people who had lost their initial calm.

"Therefore, in order to make the distribution of places more fair, the four factions have decided to each select a certain number of disciples to compete, and the top ten disciples will be able to go to the Heroic Spirit Ruins."

It was a matter of whether or not he could break through the Knocking Dao Realm, and some people couldn't sit still, and couldn't help but ask: "Dare to ask the hall master what are the rules of this competition?" ”

"Isn't it possible to divide it evenly?"

"Roar!"

A low and oppressive beast roar resounded in the body of the chef, and the majestic momentum pressed towards Mu Er and the others.

"Poof!"

The disciple who spoke before bore the brunt, and in the face of the majestic momentum, he was directly pressed to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Although the others were not as stressed as that disciple, they were all pale and their legs trembled.

At this moment, Chef Daozi revealed his true face, and the so-called kindness was just a disguise.

"Didn't your spiritual master tell you to be respectful of the strong and the elders?"

Retracting the majestic momentum into his body, Chef Daozi's face distorted a few times, and he returned to his previous kind appearance and kindness.

"The disciple deserves death!" The disciple, who was still coughing up blood, knelt on the ground with a frightened expression.

Seeing this, the others did not dare to show the slightest emotion on their faces despite the anger in their hearts, and lowered their heads one after another.

When they came to the Purple Bamboo Forest, some of the senior brothers had warned them that the hall master's temper was not as good as it seemed.

But now they understand that this temper is not good, it is clearly cruel!

"Host, please note that the Demon God Order has begun to deify the parasites."

"The Demon God is a powerful weapon of the Demon God Order, and its strength is very powerful."

"Obviously, the will of the Demon God Order is always watching this world."

When Mu Er and everyone lowered their heads, small firefly characters appeared in front of his eyes.

The news brought by the tomb made Makuai's heart tighten, and Yun Dabi still had two months to go, but at this moment, the Demon God Order had already begun to act.

"If you break through the knock road, you will go to Xia Baichan, and you must ask some things clearly......"

Outside the door of the wooden house, the chef was very satisfied with the trembling performance of everyone at the moment.

"Okay, it's okay not to make mistakes again in the future after you know it, and now it's all for me."

Everyone saw that the chef walked to the purple bamboo forest in a few steps, and felt that they were following.

After what happened before, everyone didn't dare to ask where Chef Daozi was going to take them, whether to participate in the quota allocation competition.

Along the way, the disciples of the Chef Palace, who were relatively old, saw the chef Daozi and bowed their heads and greeted respectfully.

There was a kind smile on his face, but the indifference in his eyes betrayed his essence.

Along the way, turn left and right, cross a piece of spiritual field, and finally Mu Er and the others came to the outside of the kitchen hall.

"Wait a minute, don't move." Chef Daozi glanced back at Mu Er and the others.

The powerful power of the divine soul is like an invisible big hand that grabs the curtain and others.

Countless white mist appeared at the foot of the kitchen road, and finally formed a white cloud.

The clouds were flying, and the chef Daozi stood on the white clouds with Mu Er and others, looking at the fairy wind bones, and his temperament was ethereal.

Soon, Chef Daozi took Mu Er and others to the sky above the Four Arts Hall.

On the ground, a short man wearing a tattered Taoist robe and a muscular body said disdainfully when he saw the appearance of the chef.

"What are you pretending to be, it's not that you are grabbing those boys with the power of your soul, otherwise he would have pirated the clouds and fog, and people would have fallen from the clouds a long time ago."

"Listen to the little guys in the kitchen hall, the temper of the chef has been unusually hot recently, aren't you afraid?"

A red tunic dress highlights the figure, the long black hair is soft and waist-length, the autumn water is flowing in the eyes, and the woman with red lips covers her mouth and chuckles.

"Hehe, in red, don't provoke the two of them."

An old man with white hair and wearing a gossip robe, saw that the face of the master of the hall was not good-looking, and said with a smile.

"Old fellow, you're not a good bird either." The red-clothed man rolled his eyes, and gave the old man in the Taoist robe a white-clothed mockery.

The disciples standing behind the three of them looked at each other at the moment, and they didn't seem to hear any of the conversations between them.

"A few people, even if the peak master gives way, everyone is an old friend, so you don't need to be cynical."

The chef carried Tengyun to the ground, withdrew the power of the divine soul, and walked to the three of them and said gently.

"What's in it? A few of us don't know what kind of goods you are, since you are here, let the disciples in our hall see the real chapter! ”

The master of the Refining Weapon Palace, Mingqi, obviously did not deal with the chef Daozi, and when he saw his hypocritical posture, he looked disgusted, and he waved his hand directly.

Standing behind Chef Daozi, Mu Er saw the other two standing aside and chuckling at the conflict between Chef Daozi and Mingqi.

Obviously, the two don't have much affection for Chef Daozi.

A trace of blood appeared in his eyes, and Chef Daozi looked at the three of Mingqi: "Since Brother Mingqi is so urgent, then let's start the competition." ”

"According to the rules discussed before, the melee will be carried out, and the last ten people who remain are the candidates to participate in the Heroic Spirit Ruins this time."

The old man in the Taoist robe touched his white beard and smiled.

"No problem, let's open the arena."

The red clothes laughed skillfully.

"Go!"

The old man in the Dao robe flipped his hand, and two Yuan Magnetic Array disks appeared, and two clouds of cyan divine light burst out, soaring straight into the sky.

In an instant, an esoteric pattern appeared in the sky, and after nine turns clockwise and counterclockwise, it turned into a streamer and shot back into the two yuan magnetic arrays.

"Open!"

The green mist on the fingers of the old man in the Dao robe rippled, and the special runes were quickly pinched out by him as the handprint was completed.

"Boom!"

The Yuan Magnetic Array Disk shook violently Xie Dao Robe's old man's hand flew out, and one after another Shenxia shot out, and the space began to ripple, and soon a wide space passage appeared outside the main hall.

Streams of earth and flowers emanated from within.

"This is a small secret realm left behind by a senior of our Four Arts Peak."

"Although the opportunity inside has disappeared with the passage of time, after the transformation of the ancestors of the past generations, there is no need to worry about life safety problems, and it is suitable as a test venue for this time."

The old man in the Taoist robe touched his beard and smiled.

Hearing this, Chef Daozi nodded, still with a gentle smile on his face, and turned his head to Mu Er and the others: "Go ahead." ”

Several people glanced at each other, the heat and vigilance burned in each other's eyes, and they stepped into the spatial passage one after another.

Seeing this, the curtain also followed.

Seeing this, Mingqi turned around and shouted at the disciples of the Refining Hall behind him: "I saw that the guys in the Kitchen Hall all beat me hard, do you know!" ”

"Understood!"

The disciple of the Refining Weapon Hall yelled with a flushed face.

"Hehe, you guys go too." Hongyi chuckled lightly and instructed the disciple behind him.

The old man in the Taoist robe said to the disciples of the Dharma Palace: "I am fortunate to have gained, but I have lost my life." ”

"Be careful, let's go."

Soon, as the last disciple stepped into the spatial passage, the spatial power of the spatial passage tumbled and turned into a circle.

After that, an ancient tree was towering, a swamp was dense, and a picture of a jumping figure appeared on it.

"Sit down, you can't stand and watch."

The old man in the Taoist robe took out four chairs and a long table from the spatial ring, on which were placed four steaming green teas.

Hongyi's eyes lit up when he looked at the green tea, and he took a sip of tea on the chair and said in surprise: "Sanye Cuiling Tea, a good thing." Old-fashioned, have you modified? ”

The old man in the robe shook his head and was silent, not wanting to talk to the red robe.

"Humph!"

Mingqi snorted coldly, sat down next to the old man in the Taoist robe, and cast an indifferent gaze at the chef Daozi.

The bloodshot under the eyes of the chef Daozi increased a little again, but his face was still gentle, and he seemed to sit on the chair without any care.

As several people sat down, some of the disciples in the picture also met, and a fierce battle was about to break out.