The noodle courtyard, the cooking place of the noodle sect master face ancestor Li Ruohai.

Originally, only the elders of the Noodle Sect and a few disciples could enter this courtyard, but now, there were countless figures surrounding the courtyard.

And the disciples of the Pasta Sect also stood in the courtyard, looking at the two people on the field - Li Ruohai and Luo Xiu.

At this time, Li Ruohai's chest bleeding had stopped, and only a deep incision remained.

The injuries in his body were slowly recovered after swallowing the light dishes...... But it will undoubtedly take days to get back to his best.

"In line with the principle of fairness, if you recover from your ancestor, we will start!"

Luo Xiu stood there and said to Li Ruohai.

Li Ruohai snorted coldly: "No need, start now!"

This battle is a matter of life and death for the Noodle Sect, so he has to wait for it.

Under Luo Xiu's strength, he had to agree to his request, and this cooking battle became very meaningful.

But at this very moment-

"Hahaha, Mianzu, Shopkeeper Luo, you kitchen war, why don't you notify us!"

Swish!

With a loud roar, Nie Xuankong, who was dressed in formal clothes, came directly to the door of the noodle house in a few steps.

Smack!

The body fell, and countless onlookers suddenly exclaimed.

"Hall Master Nie?"

"It's the Nie Hall Master of the Lizhou Temple!"

"Why is he here?"

Countless people spontaneously got out of the way, and then after Nie Xuankong, the tower master of the Sanfu Holy Tower, the sect master of the Food Pole Sect, Yun Yan, the elder Ye Litian, and Mo Yingqiong and the elder Xu Fengshu of the Spirit Vegetable Sect also followed behind them.

For a while, everyone present did not dare to come out.

It's amazing!

Who would have thought that not only Nie Xuankong, who left the state temple, but also the people and horses of the other two sects, rushed one after another.

"I should have gone down that day, and I will personally witness your cooking battle...... Why, Shopkeeper Luo came to the Pasta Sect and didn't say a word to the old man?"

Nie Xuankong looked at Luo Xiu, his eyes moving slightly.

He had heard from his subordinates about what had just happened.

"Face ancestor, your face is a little not good-looking!"

At this time, Mo Yingqiong of the Spirit Vegetable Sect also glanced at Li Ruohai, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes...... If it weren't for the disciple to report it, she wouldn't have known that such a big event had happened in the Pasta Sect.

The strength of the shopkeeper of this nine-story building is simply earth-shattering.

A character like Mian Zu can be so deflated, you can imagine how fierce the grand occasion should have just been.

"Humph!"

Li Ruohai frowned slightly, looked at the visitor, and felt a little aggrieved in his heart.

He had never been so embarrassed.

These two people are obviously here to see the joke.

Luo Xiu on the side was not much surprised, looked at Nie Xuankong and said, "It's just a private matter between me and the ancestor, how dare you talk about the hall master!"

"But Hall Master Nie, you came just in time, the old man was deeply injured a little, and he urgently needs to be treated, otherwise...... This face-up duel between me and him is unfair!"

"Oh?"

Nie Xuankong's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Li Ruohai, and sighed slightly.

How could he not know why Li Ruohai was injured?

Swish!

I didn't see how complicated his movements were, and a rich bright light flashed in the sky in an instant.

The light flickered like a meteor, and it suddenly wrapped the whole body of the ancestor.

The method of light healing - Holy Bathing Light Therapy!

At the same time, Nie Xuankong's body flashed, and a white light surged in the palm of his hand, slapping it towards Li Ruohai's seriously injured part.

Bang!

Li Ruohai didn't resist a little, but the light on his chest couldn't help but flourish.

A flash of reverence flashed across everyone's faces, the Sanctuary and the Holy Chefs were of such an extraordinary status, and they had a lot to do with this Hand Light System Healing.

"Thank you, Lord Palace!"

Li Ruohai's face was grateful, and his pale expression became more and more ruddy, and in the end, the shocking wound on his chest was also wrapped in light, and it quickly fused and scarred at a speed that was discernible to the naked eye.

Luo Xiu saw it sincerely, and his heart was a little urgent about the spirit of the light system.

"It's just that the heaven and earth spiritual creatures of the light and dark systems are the most mysterious!"

"To achieve supreme purity, you must have a heavenly rank to be satisfied!"

"The heaven-level artifacts in the Nine-Story Building, those are all sky-high prices......"

Tens of thousands, or even millions, the current Luo Xiu can't even afford to pay a fraction.

Luo Xiu thought about it, Li Ruohai's injury, but under Nie Xuankong's treatment, he was completely healed, and even the feeling of his whole body was better than just now.

It didn't even take 10 minutes before and after.

This is the sacredness of the light system, the power of the Great Sage's hand, and it is not a problem to treat a little injury, of course.

"You don't need to thank me, if you can, you can leave me a copy of the noodles for a while!"

Nie Xuankong smiled slightly, how could the face ancestor not agree.

"Okay, the face ancestor has recovered from his injury, this cooking battle should be able to start, right?"

Nie Xuankong looked at the two of them, and because of the recovery of his strength, his face found his previous domineering spirit again: "Today's battle is the grudge between my Pasta Sect and the Nine Towers!"

"If I win, I hope that Shopkeeper Luo can follow the agreement just now and leave Lizhou!"

Li Ruohai's face was jealous, but he was still confident.

After all, the cooking of dishes has nothing to do with strength, but depends on ingredients and experience.

The ancestor has such a background as the noodle sect, and the noodles made by Luo Xiu have not been taken into account yet.

"Well, if I'm lucky...... The Pasta Sect must obey me!"

Luo Xiu's words made everyone present change color in unison.

No one thought that Luo Xiu's arrogant words that day seemed to be coming true now.

On that day, the ancestor said that he would give Luo Xiu a chance to challenge him, but no one expected that in thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, now the plot has taken a turn for the worse, and there has been a big reversal.

"Shopkeeper Luo, this ...... I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right?"

Nie Xuankong looked at Luo Xiu, but Luo Xiu shook his head: "There's nothing wrong with it, when the face ancestor oppressed me in the Nine-Story Building, I should have thought of today's situation!"

"The winner is the king, the loser is the villain, if I don't have today's strength, the nine-story building ...... I'm afraid it will be eaten by the Pasta Sect a long time ago, right?"

Luo Xiu said word by word, and Nie Xuankong couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't know the truth that Luo Xiu said.

"Hmph, I'll talk about it if you win!"

Mian Zu gritted his teeth and yelled: "Give me the desk, today...... I'll let you see the old man's famous pastry skills!"

A group of elders of the Noodle Sect shared the same hatred and moved a huge solid wood long table out of the noodle courtyard.

Whoa!

Everyone saw that the ancestor had put on a posture, and they all spontaneously formed a big circle.

However, Nie Xuankong and the others had already sat on the top under the arrangement of Li Zhenghe and others, and watched this kitchen battle that could be called the pinnacle duel for Lizhou.

Whoever wins, who will be the new ancestor of Lizhou.

Luo Xiu's face was expressionless, standing there, but his eyes were full of a calmness beyond this age.

A pinnacle showdown from the state noodle boundary officially kicked off......