Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 426 Jade Separation Conference

   Braised human head?

   Before the old man could carry it to the back kitchen, the dignified young owner of Qinghong Villa fainted on the spot.

   The fright that this ordinary little inn brought him should be unforgettable in his life.

  The old man waved his hand, and the waiters had already disposed of the two corpses.

  For a while, all the monks in southern Xinjiang looked at each other, each feeling terrified.

  Who would have thought that such an expert was hidden in such a small inn outside the Shasheng Temple?

   For a while, no one dared to move the bowls and chopsticks.

  In the huge inn, there was only Qu Huanbo at the table in the corner, and there was a sucking sound of 'Zi Liu' and 'Zi Liu'.

   "Hey, brother, did you enjoy your meal?"

  The old man tremblingly picked up the wine jar, went to Qu Huanbo's table, and filled it up.

  It seemed that the instant beheading just now had nothing to do with him.

  Qu Huanbo threw down the slippery bones in his hands, and let out a hearty laugh.

   "Well, this water basin mutton really lives up to its reputation."

   "Although it looks rough, it is fragrant, tender, fresh and smooth, and has aura lingering. It is the best in the world."

   "It seems that 'Beheading the Pao Ding Feng Cook' is still a treasured sword in the future."

  Feng Chef? ? !

  Everyone was amazed when they heard the words.

  If this name was a hundred years ago, it would have been well-known.

   It is said that "Feng Chef" was inherited from the former prime minister Yi Yin.

   Proficient in the "Pao Ding Dao Gang", where the blade points, the head will be separated, and Pao Ding will kill the cow.

  In an instant, you can make a hundred swords.

  After the blade is cut, when the blood flows out, it will make a sound like the wind.

  That's why it got the name 'Feng Chef'.

  Just like the disciple of Qinghong Villa who was beheaded just now.

  Even if his head was cut off, he still didn't react.

   It shows that his sword skills are fast.

  The most talked about by Feng Chuzi is that he wanders among the wilderness and nine states, catching strange animals and cooking delicacies.

  The alien beast dishes he cooks fully retain the essence of the spirit and flesh of the alien beast, and there is a chance to comprehend the supernatural powers of the alien beast after eating them.

  The effect is better than Jindan!

  So once upon a time, one of Chef Feng's dishes could attract monks all over the world and go crazy for it.

   There are countless dignitaries who want to ask him to cook.

   But for some reason, it suddenly disappeared a hundred years ago.

   There are rumors that he made the holy son of the Yaozu into dishes, and was chased and killed by the Yaozu.

  Some people also said that he was swallowed by a strange beast when he was fighting with it.

  No one expected that he would appear outside the Shasheng Temple and open such a little-known inn.

  The old man put down the jug, wiped his hands gently on the sweat towel, but still had a faint smile on his face, as if he was not surprised at all after being called a bad name.

   "Sir, the prize is too high, eat and drink well."

   After speaking, he picked up the jug, turned his head and left.

   And Qu Huanbo looked through the edge of the bamboo hat, and landed on Feng Chef's back.

  He will never appear in Shasheng Temple for no reason.

   It's just that the other party didn't say anything, and it's hard for me to ask too much.

   Qu Huanbo frowned secretly, wondering if he had anything to do with what the emperor ordered.

  …

   Time flies by, and night falls in a blink of an eye.

  The guests in Shasheng Temple came in droves.

  Why is the Yufen Conference held at night?

  Because the water spirit jade will only show psychic moonlight under the moonlight.

  All the famous sects in southern Xinjiang gather here.

   Even the ghost sect, which has always been at odds with Shasheng Temple, sent Venerable Chilian over this time.

  No way, for a sect.

  Luck is really important.

  Exchange the Nebula Banner for the Water Spirit Jade.

   Take what you need.

  Li Chen stood on a high place, raised his head slightly, the corner of the crescent was half covering, half hazy.

  Looking at the endless flock of Southern Xinjiang monks outside the mountain gate.

   The corners of Li Chen's mouth curled up slightly.

  The stage is almost done, the only thing missing is someone who can sing.

  He had already passed through the Southern Kingdom and learned the news that Da Guangming Temple wanted to intervene.

  At the contest for talent, Li Chen rescued the ten arrogances of the Candle Dragon Temple.

   At the bank of Shangyang Lake again, send Master Huolong to the bliss early.

   The enmity between the two sects is dead.

   Behind the Candle Dragon Temple is the Daguangming Temple. I am afraid that the uninvited visit this time is not just to vent anger on the Candle Dragon Temple.

  Two hundred years ago, Shasheng Temple was crowded out by the three major Zen temples.

   Reluctantly quit the world of comprehension, closed the temple and closed the mountain.

  Da Guangming Temple is one of the culprits.

  As soon as the Shasheng Temple was closed, the Daguangming Temple supported the Candle Dragon Temple in southern Xinjiang.

   Collect sesame oil everywhere to make good fortune.

  In this way, it can be said that new hatred is added to old hatred.

   "It's time to meet them."

  Looking at the crescent moon in the sky, Li Chen tapped his feet, and it disappeared.

  …

  The school field of Shasheng Temple was crowded with people.

  Their purpose of participating in the Jade Distributing Conference is not just for the 'Shui Lingyu'.

  The news that Da Guangming Temple is going south has spread like wildfire.

  What is Daguangming Temple?

  One of the three major Zen temples in the world.

  Taking the meaning of light, worshiping the mother of the Buddha, for the universal illumination of the Buddha's light, and the wish to save all living beings.

   and the Shushan Sword Sect share the luck of "Tianshiyuan".

   It is also called: Nantian Sword Zen.

   On the other hand, look at Shasheng Temple.

   It has been silent for two hundred years, so lonely and shabby.

  Although he came back out of the rivers and lakes, it was still a shock.

   Compared with Daguangming Temple, it is a world of difference.

  One goes up and down, and the other goes up and down.

   Therefore, many sects have already defected.

  Thinking in my heart: Cranes and clams compete for the fisherman's profit.

  At this time, a square table was set up in the middle of the Shasheng Temple's school yard.

  There are fist-sized stones stacked on the table.

  Under the moonlight, it emits a faint white light.

   These are the water spirit jades that all the sects in southern Xinjiang flock to.

  At this time, a group of monks from southern Xinjiang looked at the table full of water spirit jade with wild eyes.

   "Is this the water spirit jade?"

   "Hey, of course, this thing is a natural spiritual species. According to legend, it is transformed by the spiritual power of the water **** and can suppress water veins."

   "And my southern Xinjiang has a lot of water and waterlogging, and there must be water spirit jade to solve the flood."

   "Hmph, water spirit jade is certainly important, but exchanging nebula banners for water spirit jade is a good idea."

   "Well, I'm afraid Shasheng Temple is not satisfied this time."

   "Everything has its own destiny, we just wait and see the good show."

   "Then wait and see?"

   "Wait and see!"

  But at this moment, a Buddha's call suddenly came from outside the crowd.

   "Amitabha."

   Li Chen came in belatedly as soon as he wore the moon white monk robe.

  Behind him were three elders and five heads.

  The noisy voice just now suddenly became much clearer.

  Li Chen walked to the middle of the school grounds, glanced around, and saluted together: "Amitabha."

   "Please benefactors, travel thousands of miles to gather and kill together."

   Before he finished speaking, there was a cold snort from the crowd.

   "Return my junior brother's life!"

   This cold shout was like thunder on the ground.

  The originally quiet school field was particularly eye-catching.

   All the monks gave way to the sides, and soon there was an extra path in the middle.

  And at the end of the path are monks in fiery red cassocks, who else is not Candle Dragon Temple?

  PS: Monthly ticket, recommendation ticket, come to the bowl~

  (end of this chapter)