Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

In the back kitchen of the hotel, a large vat was filled with wanton aroma and steam rising.

Pan Shi stood in front of the big vat, carefully unfolded a small paper bag, and poured the ice crystals inside into the vat.

Immediately, the originally clear soup boiled all of a sudden, bringing out a golden halo.

"This Beihai Frost Spirit Salt is a rare fire-attribute condiment in the world."

Taking a sip of the aroma, Xu Cheng smiled and said.

"In the past, the Ice Edge Valley, where the frost salt was produced, was occupied by the Chongming Bird, and the frost salt could not come out at all."

There was a hint of a smile on Bingfeng's face, and then he said softly: "Actually, that's what this salt is all about. I know Chongmingniao uses it to bathe."

Bath salt.

The disciples standing beside the vat covered their noses one by one.

This soup is fragrant, but what people use to bathe is not bath water?

"Hmph, why, he is an ancient beast, if it is really the salt used by Mingniao, it is a good thing."

Seeing the appearance of these guys, Bingfeng snorted coldly.

"Well, I value Ming Niao's incarnation in human form, it's quite beautiful." Yu Luo licked his little tongue and stared at the soup in the big vat.

"Okay, let's serve all these dishes. It's rare to meet someone who knows the goods today." Xu Cheng waved his hand and asked all the disciples to prepare to serve.

"You mean it's rare to meet someone who is taken advantage of?" Bingfeng said with a smile.

These words made Pan Shi and others on the side nod repeatedly.

A dish with millions of divine stones, what is it if it’s not being taken advantage of?

The key to this dish is the bath water...

"You guys," Xu Cheng shook his head, with a distressed expression on his face: "We came to open the restaurant to make money?"

yes.

Many people whispered in their hearts.

It's not about how much money you make, it's about experiencing the joy of making money.

"We're here to experience life."

"Do you see that,

Our world is the jungle of the jungle. "

"Those who were intercepted yesterday were because they were weak."

Xu Cheng's words made everyone around nod their heads.

A meal can cost your life.

For the disciples of Tianshi Palace, such a thing is completely unnecessary.

This thing is worthless.

"We have to see through the world and understand the rules of this world."

Xu Cheng showed a look of arrogance on his face, and then looked at everyone: "After that, we need to master the rules and change the rules."

There was an unspeakable aura circulating in Xu Cheng's body.

"We are the rules."

In the entire back kitchen, there are only the crackling of firewood and the gurgling of the soup pot.

Whether it was Pan Shi or those disciples, they all stood there, not daring to say anything.

Make the rules first, then change the rules.

What Xu Cheng wanted was a battle for the Great Dao.

This kind of Dao dispute, for those small practitioners, simply cannot participate, and can only follow the trend.

Just like those guests who were intercepted yesterday and those who were kicked out today, they can only follow the rules.

Yesterday, that was the rule in this world, the strong prey on the weak.

Today, it is Xu Cheng who sets the rules in the restaurant. No matter who it is, as long as he can't overwhelm him, he can only obey his rules obediently.

From the time when Xu Cheng passed down the thirteen ways of inheritance, he had the heart to control the rules.

Tianshi Palace disciples, whether they want to or not, must participate in it.

Today's small restaurant is just the beginning.

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On the second floor of the restaurant in front, although all the dishes were served, no one touched their chopsticks.

Just kidding, there are hundreds of thousands of Chaos Essence Stones with one chopstick, it's just that I didn't know it yesterday, who is so taken advantage of today?

However, there are still some people who are willing to use chopsticks.

Everyone focused on the table with the big vat.

The girl in red grabbed an octopus in one hand and stuffed the claw into her mouth, and stirred it in the big tank with bamboo chopsticks in the other hand.

"Ice Spirit Turtle, I saw the turtle's head. Forgotten Spirit Flower, I guess it's this flower. Spirit-seeking fish, spirit-broken shrimp, spirit-broken crab, um, all of them..."

"Grandpa, why didn't I get the Ninth Spirit you mentioned?"

"Didn't you say that the last spirit is the most peculiar, an extremely rare treasure in the North Sea?"

Just now the old man's trickery made the whole second floor extremely curious about what this last spirit is.

At this time, when the girl asked, everyone pricked up their ears.

Cultivating the world, experience, is also a kind of strength.

Opposite the girl, the old man had a complicated expression on his face. He picked up the spoon, carefully scooped up a spoonful of bright light yellow soup, and brought it to his mouth.

When the soup was in the mouth, the old man was slightly stunned, his eyes slightly narrowed.

The entire second floor was drooling.

This is the soup of a million god stones.

I'm afraid this mouthful will be worth millions of Chaos Essence Stones, right?

"Ninth Spirit of the North Sea, Edge of Ice Valley, Frost Spirit Salt!"

Opening his eyes, the old man's eyes revealed a terrifying light.

"Frim Valley..." The girl who was still chewing on the octopus feet widened her eyes: "That's not us—"

Her words were interrupted by the old man raising his hand.

The old man picked up the small bowl, scooped up a large spoonful of soup, and began to enjoy it slowly.

After drinking three bowls in a row, the girl who ate octopus was so greedy that she followed the bowl to drink soup and eat meat.

The entire second floor, except for the sound of hula drinking soup, is all kinds of saliva.

Zuo Lin's eyes fell on the dishes in front of her.

This kind of suffering is actually so difficult.

However, the loss of hundreds of thousands of chopsticks made her choose to turn her face away.

"By the way, meeting is fate. Come on, everyone, I still have a lot of Nine Spirits Shengyang Soup, I invite you to drink a bowl."

The old man seemed to be in a very good mood. He picked up a bowl of soup and looked around.

drink a bowl?

Many people wanted to hold their bowls and stand up, but they stopped.

"Hehe, this junior has received my senior's favor. If I'm not hungry today, I won't drink this soup." A big man in a gray robe stood up and cupped his hands.

"Yes, yes, today's junior Bigu, just take a look at this dish." On the other side, someone stood up and said with a smile.

Immediately, there were people on the second floor who were full, some who had recently lost weight and dieted, and some who were not interested in meat dishes.

Zuo Lin looked up at Lu Mingyu.

Lu Mingyu shook his head.

Can't afford it.

I can not eat it.

How can there be so many free lunches in this world?

Seeing that everyone declined, the old man was not annoyed, he shook his head with a smile, and began to feast with the girl opposite.

This time, the second floor was even more tormented.

Half an hour later, the girl burped lightly, stretched her legs and lay back comfortably.

"It's really comfortable. I haven't had such a full meal in a hundred thousand years."

One hundred thousand years!

The people on the second floor who were quietly observing the grandparents and grandchildren all turned their heads away in an instant.

With a smile on his face, the old man waved to the disciples of Tianshi Palace standing in the distance.

The disciple stepped forward.

"I want to meet the chef who made these dishes."

The disciple nodded, turned and walked downstairs.

After a while, Pan Shi walked up with a face full of reluctance.

"Mr. Pan."

"This dish was actually made by Mr. Pan."

"Mr. Pan is here."

Although they only met each other once, everyone on the second floor greeted each other as if they were acquainted.

Pan Shi walked in front of the grandparents and grandchildren with a blank expression on his face. Seeing that the plates on the table had been licked clean, his expression softened slightly.

"I made this dish, is the taste satisfactory?"

Hearing Pan Shi's words, the girl in red looked up at him, with a similar halo in her eyes.

"Not bad, not bad, if you can catch..."

The old man glanced at Pan Shi, and said lightly: "The taste is very unique, it is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten."

"However, I'm more curious, how did you find this frost spirit salt?"

Hearing what the old man said, Pan Shi turned his head and left.

"As long as you don't have an opinion on the taste, I don't care about the rest."

His answer made the old man slightly stunned, and the girl in red covered her mouth and giggled.

"Little friend, I want to know—"

The old man's words stopped.

Pan Shi had already turned around and said: "Guest officer, what you are inquiring about is the secret of my restaurant. If you want to listen, you can pay more."

Add money.

In the meal just now, the old man and the girl had eaten more than one million divine stones, and now they need to add more money.

Sure enough, outsiders do not understand the world of local tyrants.

The old man nodded, took out a dark red spar, and threw it at Pan Shi.

Pan Shi reached out to take it, sized it up, then took it away, and said, "It is said that the Frost Spirit Salt was picked in a valley."

"In the past, Chongming Bird, the overlord of the North Sea, would bathe in this valley with frost spirit salt."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the surprise on the second floor and the slightly twitching eyes of the old man, and went directly downstairs to leave.

In the back kitchen, Xu Cheng pointed to Pan Shi in the light curtain and said, "So, this guy is still not good at making friends with people."

Speaking of this, he turned his head and looked at Bingfeng beside him: "You said, they are here to look for you?"

"Well, three million years ago, Guiyuan Yaozun lived in the Bingyuan Valley. It was only after his relationship with Chongmingniao became tense that he left Beihai."

"When he left, he said he was going to find the Demon Court."

demon court.

At the beginning, the imperial court of the monster race was built by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi to protect all the monster race and compete with the human race and the abyssal demons.

It's just that later the Shenting fell, and the Yaoting was also missing.

It is difficult for anyone to explain this kind of thing that happened countless thousands of years ago.

"Then he came from the Demon Court?"

Xu Cheng frowned slightly.

Bingfeng shook his head and said: "I don't know, but we are old friends after all, I'll go see him."

"That little Hongyun girl was raised by me for tens of thousands of years."

After finishing speaking, Bingfeng walked straight out of the back kitchen.

At this time, the guests in front had already packed their dishes and checked out.

"Senior, your dishes are discounted, and we charge a total of 1.8 million divine stones."

Jin Dahao held a small notebook with a smile, and looked at the grandparent and grandson who came downstairs.

Others are busy staying away.

The price is really scary.

With one meal, several commercial firms could hardly accumulate wealth for thousands of years.

"God stone?"

The girl in red shook her head and said, "I don't have a god stone."

The old man beside her also shook his head: "I originally brought a piece of divine iron, but I bought news just now and used it up."

As his voice fell, the other guests immediately retreated around.

Freeload?

Overlord meal?

interesting.

The smile on Jin Dahao's face remained undiminished, his eyes swept over the girl, and he said softly: "Generally speaking, according to our rules, if you don't have money to pay, you should pay with your body."

"Starting in five hundred years, you spend 1.8 million divine stones, and you need to work for our restaurant for about five million years."

Five million years, how many people in the world can live for five million years?

Jin Dahao's words made everyone around him shake their heads.

However, the young man who came alone not far away had a glint of inspiration in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Five million years, it's too long, if there is less time, it's not impossible..." The girl wrung her fingers and muttered softly.

"Little girl Hongyun is still so greedy, she really is doing money for money and killing birds for food."

Bingfeng's words made the girl's eyes widen, and she turned around abruptly.

"Aunt Bingfeng—"

A red cloud directly crashed into Bingfeng who was dressed in white.

Bingfeng raised his hand a little, and the girl turned into a fiery red bird, chirping around her.

This girl is not a human race!

Unconsciously, the guests around took a few steps back.

"Long time no see, Guiyuan Yaozun." Bingfeng turned his head and looked at the old man with a sad face.

Yaozun!

The lord of the Yaozu is at least capable of cause and effect!

A group of guests have retreated to the corner.

"Ice Wind Demon Venerable has gone one step further and stepped into reincarnation, I am so ashamed..."

Guiyuan Yaozun's face flashed with loneliness, he shook his head lightly and said: "If Chongming Bird hadn't told me, I would not be reconciled, Bingfeng Yaozun has only been gone for three million years, and his cultivation base is already overwhelming. "

When he left, his cultivation was comparable to Bingfeng's, both of which were in the sixth level of cause and effect.

Now, he only has eight levels of karma, and Bingfeng is already a great power of reincarnation.

Bingfeng looked at the guests around him who were cowering in their eyes, and said with a chuckle, "I haven't seen you for many years, let's discuss it in detail upstairs."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked upstairs.

The flaming bird stood on her shoulder.

Guiyuan Yaozun also went upstairs.

"No, I'm afraid I will lose money on this meal." Jin Dahao flipped through the books in his hand, and then whispered in pain.

"Shopkeeper, check, check, check." A guest carefully stepped forward and handed over a small bag with trembling hands and feet.

Yaozun.

Chongming bird.

Shouldn't have heard that just now.

I can leave alive today, and I won’t come again next time.

Where is this restaurant!

Jin Dahao raised his hand to take the chaotic essence stone, weighed it and said: "This restaurant opened yesterday, and there is no discount today. Your essence stone is just enough, no change."

...

On the third floor, standing in front of the window sill, you can see the street market outside.

In the market, many people quietly stared at the guests who came out of the restaurant.

"Ice Wind Demon Venerable, what is the identity of that Eastern Zhou Marquis?"

Guiyuan Yaozun looked at Bingfeng and spoke softly.

The little red bird also turned its head curiously, looking at Bingfeng.

Bingfeng raised his hand, gently stroked the little red bird, then shook his head and said, "You don't need to care about his identity."

"You, are you from the Demon Court?"

When Bingfeng mentioned the demon court, a trace of complexity flashed across Guiyuan Yaozun's face, he nodded, then shook his head again.

"If that's still considered a demon court, then it is."

He looked down and said softly: "Over the years, I have taken Xiaoyun to many places, and there are not many who can be as peaceful as the ancestors."

His words made the little red bird on Bingfeng's shoulder nod repeatedly.

The ice wind stroked the feathers of the little red bird, and then looked at Yaozun Guiyuan.

"Then this time, are you planning to return to the ancestral realm?"

"I'm not interested in taking Beihai, so I can leave it to you."

Back then, Yaozun Guiyuan left Beihai because he failed to compete with Chongming Bird.

Now that Chongming Bird has left, Bingfeng doesn't want to go back to Beihai, so it's okay to hand over Beihai to Guiyuan Yaozun.

Guiyuan Yaozun turned his head to look at Bingfeng, and said in a low voice: "Bingfeng Yaozun, do you still remember the ancient teachings passed down by the Yaozu?"

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