Chapter 877: Old Kitchen Knife
In a word, Chu Zheng immediately looked at this monk.
Chu Zheng clenched his fists and said loudly: "Thank you Daoyou for reminding me, but I still have to walk in and take a look at this big array." ”
The monk took a closer look at Chu Zheng and nodded slightly, turning his gaze back to the pitch-black void, obviously in his eyes, Chu Zheng was a dying person, and since he had already dissuaded him, he had fulfilled his obligations as a fellow clan.
The Phantom Spirit Divine Monarch nervously pulled Chu Zheng's hand, but he didn't say anything, but his nervousness was already evident.
Chu Zheng patted her palm, signaling her to rest assured, daring to feel that it was useless, and immediately smiled and said, "What the monk said just now is good. If we go deeper, any singularity in the world, including the stars and planets at every moment, is a node, a node of metamagnetism, and a highlight of the Heavenly Dao. The nodes here are bigger than the stellar planets, and the stellar planets I have already penetrated into them, as long as I understand them thoroughly this time, I can go to the next level, besides, the understanding of metamagnetism has not surpassed mine, you can rest assured. ”
Imagining the strange performance of Chu Zheng all the way, in the end, the Phantom Spirit Divine Monarch still let go of his hand.
The celebrity-hued monk in the distance glanced at him in surprise, and his heart was a little hesitant. In his opinion, this Protoss monk is not like the kind of gambler who doesn't know the height of the sky, and he may really have some ability to enter the dark space in front of him with such a bearing.
"Daoist friend take a slow step. The monk immediately shouted and stood up and arched his hand, straightened up and pointed to the other side, "There is a small floating island there, and the monks gathered nearby will be there to study and discuss the harvest, and it is best for Taoist friends to know as much as possible." ”
Chu Zheng thought for a while and said, "Okay, there is Lao Daoyou to lead the way." ”
In fact, Chu Zheng had already heard about the situation here on the way here.
The Phantom Spirit Monarch obtained the Black Gold Floating Island here, so he would naturally send the monks of the Black Gold Tower to sit here, and he knew the situation here very well.
This place is a Jedi, and I haven't heard of anyone getting anything here, but it's possible that it's as secret as the Phantom Divine Monarch.
But even the Jedi had monks who came to the Enlightenment, but there were not many of them. According to the news of the Black Gold Tower, there are about seven or eight hundred monks who have attained enlightenment here, but seven or eight hundred monks are quite sparse compared to the area within a radius of tens of billions of miles.
Later, I don't know which monk proposed it, and I don't know what time it was, they moved to a small floating island as a place for everyone to gather and discuss with each other, but there were not many monks in the first place, and most of the time was spent in retreat, so naturally there was no popularity.
The place occupied by Chu Zheng and the phantom spirit is the place where the phantom got the black gold floating island back then, and the other party is the Terran God Monarch, so it doesn't matter if the other party sees it, but since the other party invites a discussion, it doesn't matter.
The three of them flew side by side to the floating island, the floating island is not big, it can even be said to be a big rock, but it is polished by the void, this stone with a radius of 100 zhang is crystal clear, it can be regarded as a first-class spiritual material, and it also contains spiritual veins.
There is even a small stream flowing on the rock, which looks like a waterfall at the edge of the rock, but it dissipates into the air as soon as it flows out of the rock.
There is not much grass on the stones, and there are even fewer plants that are a little taller, and there are only a few dozen third-grade bamboos and a third-grade grape trellis, but
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There is a bamboo house behind the grape trellis. Under the trellises there are two people sitting on a stone pier, and in the middle of a flat stone are placed two cups of tea and a teapot.
"True Source Daoist. A middle-aged man in a dark robe beckoned, and another old man in a Confucian shirt beckoned to the wooden house, "The old kitchen knife is about to clean up a table of good wine and good dishes, and the newcomer is here." ”
"You're in for a treat!" A shirtless, lean white-haired old man with a goatee rushed out with a kitchen knife, glared at him with his mouth cocked, and then looked at Chu Zheng and the others, "Oh, old customers, you are still unashamed to greet others." ”
"Ye Daoyou, don't come unharmed. The Phantom Divine Monarch raised his hand with a smile.
"So you know each other. Zhenyuan, who brought Chu Zheng here, looked at Chu Zheng and the two of them in surprise, "I thought you were novices." ”
"You dare to come only if you have a basis. Chu Zheng clenched his fists.
"Who are these two True Source Daoists?" the two Divine Monarch Monks stood up under the grape trellis.
"That little fox is the Phantom Divine Monarch. Old man Ye raised his chin and looked at Chu Zheng, "This young man...... Oh no, you're here, boy. ”
"It's also a pleasure to see my brother here, let's have a good chat in a while. Chu Zheng smiled.
"If you're happy or not, you have to pay for food. The lean old man with his bare shoulders hunched and carrying a kitchen knife walked into the wooden house.
The three Divine Monarchs present greeted the Phantom Spirit Divine Monarch, but they couldn't help but look at Chu Zheng.
"In Xia Chu Zheng, he is the husband of the phantom. Chu Zheng saluted, and Zhenyuan introduced the other two Divine Monarchs to him.
The middle-aged name of Xuanpao is Chen Huating, and he is a mid-term true monarch. The old man's name is Li Hanlin, and he is the Late Divine Monarch. The true source is the early Divine Monarch. What the three of them have in common is that they are all Divine Array Masters.
The three of them have been in retreat around here for thousands of years, and they basically don't care about the news of the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Clans, and they have not heard of Chu Zheng's name. But when it comes to Qingyuan, the old man named Li Hanlin and him are both from the Formation Foundation Dojo, and they have a good relationship with each other.
There was such a relationship, and the somewhat unfamiliar atmosphere was suddenly dispersed by laughter.
As for the old man's real name, basically no one knows it, but people here generally call him the old kitchen knife.
The old kitchen knife has always shown just the initial aura of an ordinary Divine Monarch, but Chu Zheng knew that this was not the case at all, the other party was an old man who had also cultivated the alchemy technique of "Tianyuan Bafang" like him, and the old man's qi and blood condensation degree exceeded that of his mid-stage Divine Monarch.
"Old kitchen knife, can you make Shenjun Demon Dragon meat?" Chu Zheng, who heard that the old kitchen knife had first-class cooking skills and still retained his appetite, immediately raised his neck and asked.
"You can afford to wait, you have to stew for 180 years. The old kitchen knife in the house shouted and went about cooking by himself.
"That's it. ”
The last time he killed the Demon Dragon in the middle stage of the Divine Monarch, as a result, whether it was a monk in his Divine Kingdom or a monk in Great Qin, no one could cut it, let alone make any dishes. Chu Zheng was reluctant to melt it directly into the source of the source, so he kept it. The most important thing is that the flesh of the Divine Monarch Demon Dragon does have the effect of strengthening Chu Zheng's muscles and bones, and it is a bit of a waste if it is directly turned into a source.
After a while, the old kitchen knife took out a large basin and slammed it on the stone: "Tianjun is a healthy meat, stewed for a hundred years is enough to absorb the flavor." You kid keep one of the dragon meat for me
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I'm sure I'll make you some specialty dishes today. ”
"Okay, I'll exchange something nice with you later. Chu Zheng took out four sets of utensils and placed them, and when he glanced at the phantom spirit and saw that she had no taboos, he was relieved.
Chen Huating picked up the chopsticks and smiled and signaled: "The old kitchen knife is eaten here, don't worry about it." ”
"I'm used to it. The phantom picked up his chopsticks and picked up a plate and picked up a piece, "You can't use mana to eat here, you can only come and go like a monk, and everything else is the same as a mortal." ”
"That's fine. Chu Zheng picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, "Well, it tastes good." ”
This mouthful of Tianjun Dangkang's meat not only has a far more effective effect than Tianjun Dangkang, but also has an endless aftertaste.
"Come, drink. Chen Huating raised his wine glass and drank a glass together, and asked, "Brother Chu, did you kill a Divine Monarch Demon Dragon?"
"Well, it's five hundred zhang long, the middle stage of the Divine Monarch. ”
"That's right. Can you cut your love for a little bit?" Chen Huating glanced at Chu Zheng in surprise, although it slightly showed that his cultivation was in the middle stage of the Divine Monarch, they still felt that it was really difficult for them to kill the same level of demon dragons in the middle stage of the same Divine Monarch, even if they were Divine Array Masters, it was difficult to do it. If you want to defeat or seriously injure you, it's very difficult to kill directly.
"Yes. Chu Zheng nodded. The Demon Dragon's recovered body size after the fall was five or six hundred zhang long, and such a behemoth was nothing to distinguish it from.
"Chilled bamboo heart. The old kitchen knife casually left a plate on the table, and Li Hanlin immediately smiled and signaled, "The old kitchen knife, this cold bamboo heart is a must, and the bamboo is unintentionally condensed through special techniques, soaking a lot of spiritual juice, and the taste is really good." ”
"If you boast more, the price will rise. The old kitchen knife in the room shouted, took out a plate of wine spirit fruit and sat down by himself, "I only entertain guests once in ten years here, and only make three dishes at a time, boy, you can eat it." ”
"Don't just make a living, brother, what you do is simply a must. If I'm right, my brother's alchemy will definitely be unique. ”
"The word unique is a good use. The old kitchen knife seemed to have been tickled, and finally showed a smile.
There was no talk about anything else at the wine table, but he was afraid of talking deeply, and after he dispersed, the old kitchen knife took Chu Zheng into the wooden house. The wooden house looks small on the outside, but inside it is a hundred zhang square, and it is shining with the light of the formation.
"Boy, are you cultivating "Tianyuan Bafang"?" The old kitchen knife did not ask about the demon dragon meat, but was blunt. Like Chu Zheng, the old man also found him different.
Chu Zheng snorted: "So I came here to take a look, it's really good, it's very suitable for me." But brother, I see that your cultivation is slightly different from mine's. Or...... Where did my brother cultivate?"
"A bit of insight. The old man glanced at Chu Zheng, "I often enter that area for about ten zhang, and I practice for ten years at a time, but after I cultivate, ...... It's not that I'm boasting, it's difficult for the demon clan in the late stage of the Divine Monarch to block me with one sword, but I can only make one sword, and I will die first if I make three cuts. ”
Looking at the old kitchen knife's longing and stubborn old man's appearance, Chu Zheng smiled slightly and fell into contemplation, and after a while, he said tentatively, "Or it's more appropriate for me to break up first, right?"
With a slap, the old kitchen knife pointed at Chu Zheng and said with a smile: "The kid is smart, when it comes to the point." ”
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