Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

After a long time, Tang Mufeng finally had other news.

Song Yu waited for him to wake up before releasing him.

Seeing Tang Mufeng's figure reappear, everyone couldn't help but focus on him.

But Tang Mufeng did not see any other changes.

He cupped his hands towards Song Yu.

"Thank you, Boss Song, I will thank you another day."

After speaking, he left quickly.

Sensing the ups and downs of his breath, Song Yu felt that he was about to break through.

At this time, Su Xianlong walked in slowly with small steps.

"Hello, Senior Su..."

Many people hurriedly said hello.

"Tang Mufeng seems to be about to break through."

Su Xianlong said, looked at the column of squirrel mandarin fish, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.

"Boss Song, bring me...exquisite twice-cooked pork and a bowl of rice. You can finally have white rice in your store."

Everyone showed a look of envy.

The best twice-cooked pork requires 3,000 points. It has the effect of stabilizing the heart and widening the meridians.

It's too arrogant to eat so much for a casual meal.

Song Yu replied: "Okay, I haven't seen you for a few days, congratulations to Daoist Su for breaking through."

He looked a little surprised, Su Xianlong's breath was obviously different from before.

"It's just a matter of course."

Su Xianlong waved her chubby little hands and said casually.

The rest of the people were also shocked when they heard the words, and then they thought of something, and they all became shocked.

Su Xianlong broke through?

Isn't that... the Realm of the True Monarch?

When Song Yu mentioned this, Su Xianlong actually admitted it.

Daoxuan Peak has a Daoxuan Zhenjun, who eclipses many forces in the Taoist sect, and there is a hidden meaning that Daoxuanfeng is the leader.

But Zhenjun Daoxuan has not shown up for many years, only two disciples are occasionally rumored in the practice world.

Among them, Su Xianlong, the third disciple of Zhenjun Daoxuan, named Lin Xianzi, although his body is about the size of a child, his cultivation base is the peak of the real real world, and his talent is unmatched.

Although Fairy Qiong's cultivation level is not clear, she should be in the realm of real people, but she is famous for alchemy and weapon refining. Although she has made few shots, she has the name of Qiongdan god casting, which is considered an outlier in the practice world.

As for the eldest disciple of Zhenjun Daoxuan, he is very mysterious. People in the cultivation world only know of his existence, and have not seen anyone else so far.

Su Xianlong has now broken through to become a True Monarch, and it is very rare in the entire cultivation world to have two True Monarchs in one sect.

What's more, Zhenjun Daoxuan's cultivation is Tongxuan, and few people see him displaying his abilities with all his strength.

Su Xianlong has practiced for more than 30 years and achieved the cultivation level of Zhenjun. In another 20 or 30 years, it is very likely that he will be the second Daoxuan Zhenjun.

With the addition of Fairy Qiong and that mysterious first disciple, Daoxuanfeng's position became even more stable.

When everyone had different thoughts, Su Xianlong had already launched an attack on the twice-cooked pork in front of him.

Lan Ning looked at Su Xianlong curiously.

She was stunned for quite a while before realizing that the person everyone was calling senior was Su Xianlong.

No matter how you look at it, you are a kid in kindergarten.

But the boss calls him Daoist Su, so it shouldn't be bad.

How did he cultivate?

Lan Ning, who didn't know the details of Su Xianlong, was shocked on the spot.

When she doubted her life, Su Xianlong followed the gaze that was looking at her, but the chopsticks in her hand stopped.

But in the blink of an eye, he returned to normal and continued to eat.

Song Yu didn't notice this scene, but Lan Ning was taken aback, and quickly avoided Su Xianlong, not daring to look at it again.

This little doll looks milky, but judging from the attitude of the boss and the others, he is obviously a powerful person, maybe he is an old monster who has rejuvenated, so it is better not to provoke him too much.

Lan Ning packed the ostrich and began to tidy up the tables and chairs.

Within a few minutes, Song Yu who was at the counter suddenly frowned and looked at Su Xianlong.

Because Su Xianlong was casting a spell quietly.

When Song Yu looked at him, Su Xianlong was shocked, his mana dissipated, and smiled at him, as if nothing happened.

"Daozhang Su..." Song Yu walked to sit opposite him and said.

With a smile on Su Xianlong's face, she replied, "Well, Boss Song, what's the matter?"

"Su Daochang has something to say, are you observing Lan Ning?"

The smile on Su Xianlong's face disappeared, and after a long silence, he said, "Boss Song is letting a person born with a spiritual body waste her innate spiritual energy, why don't you teach her how to practice?"

His tone was full of puzzlement, and he didn't think Song Yu would fail to see it.

But why doesn't a strong man like Boss Song teach Lan Ning how to practice?

Do you have other plans?

He was waiting for Song Yu's answer.

But Song Yu himself was dumbfounded.

Born with a spiritual body?

What is this existence?

However, he pondered for a moment, then calmly shook his head and said, "My way of cultivation cannot be followed by others."

Su Xianlong was startled when she heard the words, and her eyes became hot when she looked at Lan Ning.

At the same time, he was also surprised what Song Yu was cultivating.

But right away, he understood.

Because a majestic aura emerged from Song Yu's body, and the terrifying aura in it made Su Xianlong shudder.

This feeling disappeared in a flash, and Su Xianlong seemed to see a world in a trance, where demons and ghosts were rampant, and Shura was everywhere...

Those creatures are not the ghosts that are now playing tricks and devouring souls in the ghost realm, but the terrifying existence that hangs upside down at every turn, the sun and the moon tremble, and the gods and Buddhas are frightened.

Seeing Song Yu with a calm tone and a smile on his face, Su Xianlong felt chills all over his body.

What kind of practice path is this?

Or is it my hallucination?

My perception is affected?

Su Xianlong fell deeply into doubting the rhythm of life.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, glanced between Song Yu and Lan Ning, and never mentioned the innate spirit body again.

It is not easy for a ghost to grow up in such a world, even if it is an innate holy spirit, right?

What's more, this is just a vision formed by Song Yu's leaked air mechanism.

The rest of the diners were calm, what to do, they didn't feel at all.

This is because their strength is too low to perceive.

Su Xianlong analyzed quickly in her mind, but felt that something was always blocking her thinking.

He rubbed his temples involuntarily to relieve his confused head.

This is the sequelae of keeping the body young, and sometimes the brain seems to be like a child.

"She can choose her own life, no one can be her master."

Suddenly, Song Yu's voice came, making Su Xianlong startled.

Looking up, he found that Song Yu had returned to the counter, as if nothing had happened.

And their conversation just now did not attract the attention of the rest of the diners.

Is he blocked?

Silent, terrible means.

Su Xianlong fell into deep thought, and glanced at Lan Ning from time to time.

Lan Ning didn't know that her boss and Su Xianlong had already had a discussion because of her.

She is just doing her job conscientiously.

Su Xianlong was silent for a while, then continued to eat, with a tangled expression.

When he finally left the store, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Boss Song, what do you mean, you don't care if others touch her?"

"However, she is also an employee of my store, and she can't just sit idly by when she is bullied."

Su Xianlong's eyes lit up, and a strange look appeared in them.

"Boss Song, Pindao is taking my leave first, see you some other day."

After speaking, he turned and left.

As I walked, it gradually turned into bouncing.