"Congratulations, Shopkeeper Luo!"

On the way back to Snow Moon City, Ye Litian rode Feng Yu and looked at Luo Xiu with envy.

"Where does the joy come from?"

"The Lord of the Nie Palace is the master of Lizhou, he can invite you to participate in the Haizhen Festival, he is definitely very optimistic about you!"

Ye Litian said, but Luo Xiu shook his head: "He takes a fancy to the identity behind me, I guess...... He's trying to lure the snake out of the hole, right?"

The Haizhen Festival is just a gimmick, and Nie Xuankong is still Luo Xiu's idea of "Master".

He wanted to take this opportunity to lure the people behind Luo Xiu out, after all, Luo Xiu's cooking skills were so good, and the person who trained him was by no means an idle person.

"These old foxes, I don't know what they are up to?"

Luo Xiu smiled coldly, he is a human being in two lives, and he still has the certainty of seeing people.

It's like Ye Litian, just a hot-tempered old guy.

"That's it!"

Ye Litian secretly glanced at Luo Xiu, and said slightly: "Then the master of Luo's shopkeeper is really in the Nine-Fold Building?"

"No comment!"

Syllable!

Luo Xiu jerked Feng Yu's buttocks, Feng Yu was in pain, and instantly soared his speed to the extreme, leaving Ye Litian, who was eating soil behind him.

"Shopkeeper Luo, wait for the old man!"

Ye Litian was so depressed, he still had something to discuss with Luo Xiu!

"Xuanchen, this kid's talent is better than mine, staying in the Food Pole Sect will only bury his talent, my old Ye In this life, it is estimated that the Holy Hand will not be able to break through, and the limit can only be a hundred years old...... I want him to follow Shopkeeper Luo, I don't know ......"

After Ye Litian caught up, there was a hint of pleading on his face.

"It's okay to follow me, start with the basics, I want him to be in charge of the Ink Champs and be the head chef, but-"

Luo Xiu turned his head to look at Li Xuanchen, who was a little silent: "You have to listen to me, except for the cooking time, the rest of the time, the foundation of practicing knife skills and techniques, when you are qualified, I will transfer you back to the Ninth Building!"

"Now you can't be my cook!"

Luo Xiu's words, before they were released, Ye Litian would obviously scoff.

Now, it's too late for him to be grateful to Dade.

"Yes, Chef!"

Li Xuanchen was also grateful, the three sects would be the yuan, he had witnessed Luo Xiu's cooking strength with his own eyes.

That was definitely the existence that made him look up, although he was not following Luo Xiu, but how dare he disobey Luo Xiu's advice.

"Then it's decided!"

The three of them talked and laughed all the way, and galloped towards Snow Moon City.

......

On the other side, Li Zhenghe and Li Xinghe's uncle and nephew hurried towards the Noodle Sect.

Nothing to say all the way.

The Noodle Sect is located in the deep mountains of Canglan Province.

Overlooking the mountains, the "Ruohai Peak" where the noodle sect is located looks lonely and arrogant, and layers of huge clouds surround the peak body, ethereal like a fairyland.

The peaks are more like they have been dyed green, and they are verdant everywhere.

But even among the steep peaks, there is a building that crosses it, which seems very small among the peaks, but no one can underestimate it.

Pasta Courtyard, the place where the ancestor of the pasta sect is located!

This building is Li Ruohai's residence, and before you get close, you can feel a suffocating sense of oppression.

In the sect that straddles the seven mountains in the hinterland, countless young kitchen cultivators and spirit chefs are honing their cooking skills, or planting spirit vegetables and captive demon beasts.

This is one of the three major sects that are famous in Lizhou - the Pasta Sect.

The ancestor Li Ruohai was born 50 years ago with a first-hand pastry and founded a huge sect here.

Although the background cannot be compared with the hundred-year-old sects such as the Food Extreme Sect and the Spirit Vegetable Sect, it is the largest number of the three sects, and there are as many as five elders above the beginner holy hand.

"The Great Elder—"

Seeing Li Zhenghe and Li Xinghe coming to Mianzu's noodle courtyard, a few kitchen repairers guarding the door immediately bowed down.

"Is my father out of the customs?"

Li Zhenghe looked at one of the kitchen cultivators with a serious face, and the thunder kitchen cultivator shook his head: "Half a moon ago, Lord Ancestor and the second elder stepped into the small secret realm, and they haven't come out yet!"

"Not out yet?!"

Li Zhenghe's brows tightened, and his face became more and more embarrassed: "Forget it, I'll personally go into the secret realm to find it!"

"Xinghe, go down...... This time the failure of the three sects is not your fault, you must not take it to heart!"

Li Zhenghe said, but the two kitchen cultivators on the side raised their heads: "The three sects of Huiyuan lost?"

"Well, it's a long story, I'll see my father first!"

As he spoke, Li Zhenghe stepped into the inner floor of the noodle house.

"Hahahaha...... Zhengliu, this time I cultivated the Earth Treasure Spirit Valley, thanks to your research!"

At the moment when Li Zhenghe stepped inside, a strong voice suddenly spread, and Li Zhenghe's face couldn't help but be happy: "Father!"

"Oh, Zhenghe, he's back!"

Swish!

An old man with a naked body stepped out of the room.

The old man's hair was knotted, his cheek was scarred, his eyes were shining, and his body exuded a wild aura.

This is the well-known pasta sect master in Lizhou - the ancestor Li Ruohai.

And beside him stood a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing, water mist and creatures were born around him, and after Li Xinghe outside the door saw it, he couldn't help but walk in, and said respectfully: "Grandpa, father!"

The middle-aged scribe is the father of Li Xinghe, and the noodle sect cultivates as the highest spiritual value husband Li Zhengliu, and he is also Li Zhenghe's own brother!

The Noodle Sect has only been established for less than 50 years, so most of the high positions of the sect are controlled by the Li family.

"Xinghe, how are the three sect huiyuan?"

Li Zhengliu looked at the son who had high hopes from this sect, but Li Xinghe's expression was a little bitter, and he shook his head: "Lost, at the bottom!"

"Oh?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the face ancestor's expression.

The original ecstatic look also retracted: "Xinghe, you missed?"

"No, father, this is exactly what I want to tell you, this time the three sects will be yuan, there are a lot of variables!"

Li Zhenghe looked at his father and second brother, and described the experience of today's Hailin Secret Realm and the two in detail.

"Seventh-Order Spiritual Diet?"

Li Ruohai's eyes narrowed.

"Well, I'm not as good as others, but that kid actually didn't choose to say anything, saying that his father's pastry was desecrating pasta!"

Li Zhenghe gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.

Li Ruohai's expression couldn't see a trace of change, but Li Zhengliu on the side snorted coldly: "The pastry of our pasta sect is not the turn of a hairy boy to judge!"

"But this son came prepared, there must be a strong backing behind it!"

Li Zhengliu groaned slightly: "Father, could this be back then-"

"No!"

Li Ruohai stretched out his hand and signaled that Li Zhengliu didn't need to say anything more: "He really defeated the noodles you blended with the Nine Heavens White Fierce Fang and the Divine Sea Giant Spirit Beast just by relying on the noodles he made?"

Li Ruohai suddenly looked solemn and looked at Li Zhenghe.

"Yes!"

Li Zhenghe was stunned, and then nodded immediately.

"By the way, father, he said...... Ten days later, you will come to our noodle sect and ask your old man to teach pastry skills!"

Li Zhenghe held his head high, but Li Zhengliu's face on the side was a little surprised: "This kid, how dare you say such a rebellious thing?"

"Yes, father, I heard it with my own ears!"

Li Xinghe echoed on the side, but the face of the ancestor Li Ruohai became cloudy.

It was the first time for the three of them to see Li Ruohai with such a look.

"Let him come, when the time comes, win or lose, leave him behind!"

Li Ruohai flicked his sleeves, and the expression on his face was full of determination.

"But, father...... At that time, on the side of the Holy Tower, it is possible that Nie Xuankong of the Holy Temple will also come over...... Behind this kid?"

Li Zhenghe couldn't help but say.

"It's okay!"

Li Ruohai waved his hand: "They won't say anything, a kid with no background, if you kill it, you will kill it!"

"But—"

Li Zhenghe also wanted to say two words, in case after killing Luo Xiu, the people behind him would be furious?!

"Nothing!"

Li Ruohai said lightly, the scar on his face looked extremely hideous: "Our Pasta Sect, noodles are the foundation and the foundation, this person, since he dares to touch our foundation, then no matter what, kill!"

After speaking, Li Ruohai's body ...... It's already hidden in the room.

"Hey!"

Li Zhengliu and Li Zhenghe looked at each other and sighed slightly.

They didn't understand that Luo Xiu's pastry did touch the best interests of the Pasta Sect.