Zhou Dalai is the maker of "Ice Wind Spreading Wings".

He is not a chef in "Youyiju", he can only cook a dish of "Ice Wind Wings", but it is this dish that "Youju" treats him as an honored guest.

In fact, Zhou Dalai is an outer disciple of the "Linyuan School", a sect of cultivating immortals in Yongzhou, and there are many sects of cultivating immortals in Yongzhou, and the "Linyuan School" is just one of the low-level existences.

And Zhou Dalai passed the outer disciple test of the "Linyuan School" many years ago and became an outer disciple.

But later, because of his mediocre qualifications, as soon as the time came to become an outer disciple, he had not yet been promoted to an inner disciple, so he was expelled from the sect.

But Zhou Dalai also has a bit of a foundation for cultivating immortals, and knows some basic techniques, and "Ice Wind Spreading Wings" is what he made through the recipes.

It is rumored that the maker agrees to give you a taste before you can taste it, but in fact, Zhou Dalai has cultivated a pair of discerning eyes in the sect, and when he looks at which diner is extraordinary, he will go up and stammer, which cannot be regarded as a stammer, but smart.

In this way, the dishes made by Zhou Dalai became more and more famous, and the immortal cultivator who came to the mortal world in disguise came to "Youyouju", was recognized by Zhou Dalai, and let him taste the "Ice Wind Spreading Wings", and asked for handwriting, for a while, Zhou Dalai and the dishes he made were widely spread in Mu Bingcheng, and even people from other cities wanted to taste it.

At this time, he closed his eyes in his room and cultivated silently, although his qualifications were mediocre, it did not hinder his hard practice.

"Moo!"

A cow's cry sounded outside "Youyouju", but this voice was only heard by Zhou Dalai.

Zhou Dalai woke up from his cultivation, he walked to the window inexplicably, and saw the old man in green shirt riding on the back of the ox, and the old man was looking at him, smiling slightly and driving the green ox away.

At this time, there was a knock on Zhou Dalai's room, but it was the receptionist who opened the door.

"Mr. Zhou, someone has proposed to taste 'Ice Wind Spreading Wings', I don't ......know what you mean," the receptionist replied.

"Is there an old man in a green shirt?" Zhou Dalai asked with a frown.

"Yes. "The receptionist doesn't know why Zhou Dalai knows who ordered this dish.

Immediately, Zhou Dalai waved his hand to let him go down and said, "I'll go make it." ”

The reception was even more shocking, because Zhou Dalai had only made a move once for a long time, and it was the first time he worked here to meet Zhou Dalai and wanted people to taste it.

Seeing that the reception was stunned, Zhou Dalai snorted coldly: "Don't go yet!"

The reception was clever, knowing that the old man in green shirt and the little beggar were not small, so he immediately went to entertain the two.

Zhou Dalai read the meaning from the eyes of the old man in green shirts, so he agreed to do it, he was originally a person who cultivated immortals, and he understood some things even if he didn't say it.

Although the old man in the green shirt has left, Zhou Dalai must have someone else who followed the old man.

An hour later, Zhou Dalai, who had come in person, came to the little beggar's room.

"Go down, and let no one else come in without my command. Zhou Dalai said indifferently.

Receiving the order, and then leaving, here Zhou Dalai's words are still very effective, this is the prestige accumulated over the years.

Zhou Dalai stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, waiting for a while, but no one opened the door.

With a slight groan, he gently pushed the door open.

The little beggar was sleeping on the table, saliva was still flowing out, and he was unkempt and made Zhou Dalai obviously stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the old man in green shirt was followed by a young man who looked like a beggar.

Zhou Dalai put the ordered dishes on the table one after another, waiting for the little beggar to wake up.

The little beggar had a dream, he dreamed that an immortal took him as an apprentice and taught him the magic of flying in the sky, just as he was playing in the air, suddenly the sky darkened, and the blood instantly covered the little beggar, and the little beggar's eyes were full of blood, and he panicked inexplicably.

At this moment, a ray of light from the sky dispelled the blood around them.

The little beggar saw the man clearly, it was an old man riding a green ox, and then the old man smiled and disappeared.

By the time the little beggar woke up, five or six hours had passed, and the light curtain on the horizon descended, sprinkling a layer of dim veil, and the pedestrians and hawkers gradually disappeared, and Mu Bingcheng was peaceful at this time.

"You're awake. Zhou Dalai whispered on the other side, and observed the little beggar.

The little beggar heard Zhou Dalai's voice, but at this time his eyes were attracted by the delicacies on the table, especially one of the dishes, a bird-like beast with wings spread and singing entrenched on a branch made of solid ice, from which the little beggar could faintly hear bursts of high-pitched birdsong.

The "Ice Wind Spreading Wings" made by Zhou Dalai already has a trace of psychic realm, which is also because of the raw material "Wind and Sparrow".

Zhou Dalai frowned slightly, he was also an immortal, but at this moment, the little beggar ignored his words and ignored him, and inexplicable anger surged up, Zhou Dalai wanted to reach out and flick the little beggar's slightly red forehead.

The hand was outstretched, but he retreated with lightning speed, and the chair retreated from the force of his force, making a souring sound.

Zhou Dalai's face was covered with cold sweat, his expression changed drastically, just now he wanted to touch the little beggar, but a cold snort suddenly sounded in his mind, that voice made him almost lose his Dao heart, and after the loss, he was no longer an immortal.

His eyes groaned, wiped his cold sweat, and glanced out the window, but he didn't find anyone, at this moment, Zhou Dalai didn't dare to have a trace of disrespect for the little beggar brought by the old man in green shirt.

The little beggar only noticed Zhou Dalai at this time, and opened his mouth to ask, "Who are you?" The little beggar looked around again, as if he was looking for someone.

"Me, you can call me Uncle Zhou. Zhou Dalai said with a smile.

"Where is the immortal master!" the little beggar asked in surprise when he didn't find the old man in the green shirt.

"Immortal Master......" The little beggar had no defense against his pure heart, and thought of what to say, but Zhou Dalai heard something else, and said secretly: "It seems that the old man is really an immortal who came to the mortal world, and his strength is very strong!"

Zhou Dalai had no reason not to believe the majestic voice in his head, so he looked at the little beggar again and asked, "What's your name?"

"Wang Yuan. The little beggar's disappointment had not yet disappeared, and he said in a low mood.

Zhou Dalai came here for the first time and smiled, and said: "The word yuan is born in Miaoyi, from Miaoyi, divided into three yuan, it is a good word." ”

"It was given to me by the Immortal Master!" Wang Yuan looked at Zhou Da and said, his eyes without a trace of impurities as if he was not lying.

"Your master...... Is he gone?" asked Zhou Dalai tentatively.

Wang Yuan's expression darkened again, and he said, "The master was still here just now, but I suddenly fell asleep, and when I woke up, he was gone!"

Ordinary children leave more or less tears after their relatives leave, but Wang Yuan does not, just a little regret.

Zhou Dalai took a closer look at Wang Yuan, who was born as a beggar, and his parents were also dead, but he was able to survive strongly, which shows his strong belief, and there is a trace of purple light of immortal cultivation qualification that only immortals can perceive, and he is also related to the old man in green shirts.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dalai suddenly exclaimed: "There is no problem with his background, his qualifications are middle and upper-class, his personality is strong and stubborn, he is a good seedling for cultivation, the person that the old man likes is really not simple, even I found that Wang Yuan is different!"

Wang Yuan didn't know what Zhou Dalai was talking about, and his eyes were on the dishes again, after all, he was still a child.

Zhou Dalai's slightly blessed face was huddled together at this moment, and he said with a smile: "Wang Yuan, you can just call me Uncle Zhou in the future, your master will entrust you to me to take care of when he leaves, and I can also let you join the Immortal Cultivation Sect, how about it?"

"Cultivating Immortal Sect!" Wang Yuan's eyes widened and he couldn't believe all this, and thought to himself: "Just now, the master just taught me a method, and he also said that it was a useless method. He also said that I could cultivate immortals, but for some reason he didn't take me away and made me faint. ”

If Zhou Dalai knew that what Wang Yuan just said was still concealed, he would add another one to him - thoughtful. If Zhou Dalai knew that Wang Yuan could see that the old man in the green shirt was a good person, he would add one more - careful observation.

Zhou Da looked at the look of admiration in Wang Yuan's eyes, nodded with a smile and said, "I can recommend you to enter the Immortal Cultivation Sect, whether you can be accepted as a disciple depends on your creation." ”

"I can definitely do it!" Wang Yuan said without hesitation with confidence in his eyes.