There is a well-known restaurant in Luoxia City,—— Chaofeng Tower. It has some of the best chefs in the city, and they make delicious dishes that will keep diners who are addicted to delicious food coming back for more, and the gourmets hate the cooks here so much, because of their craftsmanship, because they can't always wait in line, and if they want to eat here, they have to wait. No, there are a lot of people gathered in front of Chaofeng Tower, all of them are regular customers of the restaurant, and the crowd is crowded, all of them are familiar faces. Some of the newcomers who were waiting impatiently had already begun to rush to the door, thinking of finding an opportunity to rush in first to occupy a place, but they were soon discovered by the guards standing at the door of the restaurant and carried out, these guards were also the "old men" of the restaurant, they had seen too much of these people, and it was absolutely impossible for them to sneak in.

If one person is accidentally put in, these guards will have a hard time.

In fact, sometimes these guards will also be very kind, and chat with the gourmets waiting outside the restaurant for a few words, otherwise it will be boring to stay at the door all the time. If they hadn't been one of these diners before they became guards, they would never have been so loyal here. For them, returning to the restaurant every day when they change shifts and eating a few dishes made by the old chef is more wonderful than those cultivators becoming immortals. There are even some gourmets who really like the dishes of the chef, so they don't need any wages, they only need the restaurant to provide one or three meals a day to let them stay outside the door no matter how long, among these people, there are many people who have cultivated and succeeded, and after reaching the top of the god realm hopelessly, they went to the food of this place, chose to stay, and slowly, they regarded the foreign land as their hometown.

My hometown is too far away, so it's good to stay in my memories.

There are many cooks in the restaurant, but if you want to say that the chef with the best craftsmanship can only be the "bald head" here, the "bald head" has very little hair, a shiny head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he is an old man, with a strong posture, solid and powerful arms, and beautiful muscle lines. The original name of "bald head" was "Zhao Shuzhi", but people never called it. Because of his bright head, he was named "bald head", and he was not annoyed when he heard it, and he still smiled.

The "bald" has a good temper, everyone knows it.

The craftsmanship of the "bald head" is not said, but everyone agrees.

This bald man, whose real name is "Zhao Shuzhi", raised and fell on the cutting board, and those cultivators were also amazed to see it, they had never seen such a precise knife technique, and the timing was just right, not a little more, not a little less. "Bald" is very serious about cooking, and he is also very researched. The amount of food the guests eat, what kind of drinks they like to drink, and how much they drink, these questions are all answered in his mind, and the answers can be found in the first dish and the first glass of wine ordered by the guests after they sit down. There are exceptions, but generally speaking, people who can drink will not hesitate to drink it all, and these people will drink the first drink very quickly.

The speed at which a person drinks his first glass of wine is basically proportional to the amount of alcohol he drinks. "Bald" will be the guests all watched

In the eyes, in the heart. He will cook some snacks for the guests according to their preferences, and will also design the menu for the number of guests while taking into account the cost. Every guest is different, from the elderly to children. Many of the guests may be here because of the dedication of the so-called "bald head".

"Baldhead" once told other cooks in the kitchen that he did not have any lofty ideals and goals, he just hoped that the dishes he cooked would make all the guests feel delicious and happy after eating. For this reason, the "bald head" does not know how much effort has been put into the recipe,

Not far from the restaurant, a man walking on the street stopped walking after seeing so many people outside the restaurant. He wept and rubbed the stubble on his chin, and turned away helplessly. I remember that when he first came to Luoxia City, he happened to enter the place called "Chaofeng Tower", because it was not a meal at that time, so the people were not very special, so he got in by luck. At that time, he remembered that he had ordered a lot of dishes by himself, and the table was full, and when the first chopsticks were down, he instantly felt that he was rejuvenated, so he began to chew slowly.

Never had such delicious food.

At that time, he saw a bald old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes standing not far away, looking at him with a smile. He looked at the man, and he was a little embarrassed.

The man with a stubble on his face went away sadly alone, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw a teahouse not far away, although the teahouse was ordinary, but he could still eat well.

This person is not good at anything, but he is good at feeding.

He grinned, twisted his foot lightly on the ground, and then disappeared in place, leaving only a slight swirling cyclone.

————

In the teahouse, Lin Futian and his party sat at the table, talking about the duel between that martial artist and Murong Qingshan.

Although it is just such a simple move and two styles, many of the "meanings" in it are actually difficult to see clearly, the same move, different people use it differently, so it is for the Emperor of the Underworld Lin Futian only saw a rough idea, but it is not very clear.

But this does not prevent Lin Futian from telling Luo Mei what he understands "probably" word by word, touching the bypass, it is good to take a look at the road that others have walked, after all, the legendary place that leads to the Divine Domain has to be reached by people walking up and passing the level step by step.

The young monk sat aside, quietly drinking tea while listening to Lin Futian's detailed explanation of the battle just now.

Luo Mei and the others also listened quietly, after all, this young-looking son of the Lin family always felt as if he had lived for an unknown number of years, and he knew everything.

Lin Futian drank tea while explaining to everyone what he had just done.

The tea in Luoxia City is really not very good. I really miss my son at home, and I can still drink a leaf of tea with a progressive taste every day, alas, it's just that, let's go home after a while.

thereupon

Lin Futian smiled and spoke, "You all saw Murong Qingshan's control of the thunder and lightning elements and the fire element just now, right?" The reason why he is so comfortable with these two elements may be because of his diligent practice, or because of his special physique, so his affinity for these two elements is relatively high, so he can launch the fusion technique of the two elements just in the moment between breaths, thunder and lightning are the mainstay, supplemented by the fire element, not only to increase the attack of the thunder element, but also not to make the fire element's difficult fusion and the thunder element conflict, so his first hand is very beautiful. Let's talk about his sword, the sword is a good sword, if I am not mistaken, there should still be the soul of a strong man in the sword, but it is a little broken, these souls are used to refine the sword, so this sword should be much heavier than an ordinary sword, before Murong Qingshan entered their family's trial ground, it is estimated that he will not be able to use it like this. It's just that he is not a person who specializes in sword cultivation after all, he is just a child of a family who has not been holding a sword for a long time, so his sword qi and murderous aura have not reached a real fusion, but they just look like they are together on the surface. It is precisely because of this, so that the martial artist has a greater chance of winning, since ancient times, the martial artist and the swordsman of the same realm, are not on the same level, the martial artist is nearly invincible, the swordsman can only resist the enemy with sword energy, and then supplemented by sword moves with sword intent, in order to play a tie with it, the solidity of the body in this real life-fighting time, it really comes in handy. That martial artist should have understood this after the fight, and I also said before that Murong Qingshan is not a swordsman after all, he is just a person who uses a sword, but he can't really pick up a sword. ”

Lin Futian paused, talking too much, and was a little thirsty, he picked up the teacup and took a sip gently. Looking at the thoughtful Luo Mei in front of them, Lin Futian smiled.

"Do you have any questions you'd like to ask?" Lin Futian asked.

Zhao Jingzhi nodded, and then said: "I don't think that martial artist seems to be the kind of martial artist we understand, his momentum is really terrifying, he can completely suppress the import and export of all the spiritual energy of that Murong Qingshan, blocking Murong Qingshan's recovery of spiritual power, just now, there is a big barrier between the two of them, only the two of them are shrouded in it, in that, Murong Qingshan seems to be really like what that person said, he can be killed at any time." ”

Mo Yunfu was dumbfounded.

Although I guessed it, I didn't expect that person to really be so strong. Is it possible that if you meet Wufu in the future, you will have no way?

Lin Futian approvingly: "That's right, it seems that you have looked very carefully." That martial artist can indeed end Murong Qingshan's life at will, but, first, that person and Murong Qingshan do not have any big grudges, so it is naturally boring to kill him, and second, although that person has advanced cultivation, he is dressed plainly, and he thinks that he is a person in the rivers and lakes, and the people in the rivers and lakes are the most disciplined and righteous, and they will not kill people because of a few words of discord. He should have come to this realm step by step, as a martial artist, it really is

It's not easy, because it's generally difficult for martial artists to get ahead, just every boring practice can make people crazy, so many martial artists just walk a little way and give up, no longer move forward, those martial artists who stick to it, all of them are martial arts in martial arts, the strong among the strong, that person, that's it, after reaching his realm, he can already become a small world of his own, anyone who is close to him will be in a very passive state, it is difficult to escape, and in the end he can only consume his spiritual power in it and be killed by a punch......”

Lin Futian suddenly stopped speaking and turned his head in the direction of the door.

The person standing at the door was the pure martial artist with a stubble on his face before, and he was smiling and applauding.

He rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you, a cultivator, to know so much about us martial artists, I'm really a little curious about you now, hey, boy, what's your name? Make a friend?"

"Forest burial day. Lin Futian replied. "What about you?"

The man said, "My name is Ouyang Shi. He took a chair casually, sat next to Lin Futian, and said with a smile: "This Brother Lin, do you have any money?"

Lin Futian was thoughtful, and replied, "Ouyang Cheng, the second son of Huanshu City, is you?"

Ouyang Shi was stunned for a moment, "Ouyang Cheng is my brother, what's the matter, you know each other?"

Lin Futian smiled helplessly, then nodded and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Ouyang Shi smiled brightly, "Chicken legs!"