I'll never be useless when I'm full of strength

Master of Nocturnal Remnants: "Wait a minute."

Chen Yu turned around in surprise and asked, "Master, what are your orders?"

"What are you going to do with these foods?" Master Nocturne asked.

Chen Yu: "Um, I haven't made up my mind yet."

Master Mengyi raised his head slightly, looked at the moon in the sky, and said lightly: "Amitabha, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? Just leave the food to me. As monks, we can't waste food. In this case, I am the only one Finish eating."

Chen Yu: "..."

Nocturnal Nocturnal Master: "Is there a problem?"

Chen Yu quickly offered the mung bean cake food box with both hands.

Master Mengyi took the food box, opened it and took a look: "Mung bean cake?"

Chen Yu nodded: "Yes."

Master Mengyi nodded slightly: "Mung bean cake is also okay. But let's make white sugar cake tomorrow night. I like white sugar cake more. Do you know how to get to the abbot's room?"

Chen Yu: "..."

In the blink of an eye, 20 days have passed.

In the past few days, Chen Yu finally obtained the chef certificate.

As he had decided before, he did not use the chef's certificate.

In the same way, ever since he met Master Mengyi at the door of the Eighteen Bronze Man's practice room that day, he began to count up the favorability of Master Mengyi and sent him a supper every day.

It wasn't until yesterday that the favorability level was brushed to [good].No plot triggers, no gains.

uncomfortable.

This evening, Chen Yu made another colorful fruit jelly platter and sent it to Master Nocturne.

He decided to take the initiative to ask Master Nocturnal Nocturnal tonight.

Shaolin Temple 72 unique skills, you can give any one!

When he came to the door of the abbot's room, Chen Yu knocked lightly on the door, and said respectfully, "Abbot, I'm here."

Master Mengyi responded: "Come in."

Chen Yu opened the door and walked in, seeing Master Mengyi sitting cross-legged on the futon, and slightly opened his eyes.

Chen Yu stepped forward and put the prepared dishes in front of Master Mengyi.

Master Mengyi glanced at it, took a bite with a spoon, and then looked up at Chen Yu: "Chen Yu, you have been in the back kitchen of Shaolin Temple for a while. The dishes you cook have not improved at all..."

Chen Yu: "..."

I haven't had time to say anything yet, why are you blocking everything I want to say?

Is it true that low charm and luck are not worthy of triggering the plot?

No, I still have to struggle.

Chen Yu said earnestly: "Master, give me a chance, I will work hard!"

At worst, I will use that chapter of the chef's certificate!

Master Mengyi looked at Chen Yu quietly for a moment: "I heard from the Eighteenth Bronze Man that you are very enthusiastic and talented in martial arts. I think you are also enthusiastic about the old monk these days, so I will Give you a chance."

Chen Yu had tears in his eyes.

Finally, the favorability of the Eighteen Bronze Men was not in vain!

Seeing Chen Yu's reaction, Master Mengyi nodded with satisfaction: "If you can take over my three palms, then I will accept you as a disciple of the Su family in Shaolin Temple."

[Mission: Test of the Nocturnal Master]

[Task content: Stand up after receiving the three palms of the master of nocturnal legacy. 】

[Task Reward: Certificate of the Monk]

Chapter 11. Bald head

Seeing this task, Chen Yu was too excited to speak.

More than a month, a whole month of hard work, finally paid off.

Wait a moment,

Want to receive the three palms of Master Nocturnal Nocturnal?

In the world of Master Nocturne, the God of Cookery, it should be the highest level of combat power.

Although he only shot once in the plot, he severely injured a Shaolin monk with a simple palm.

Three palms, will you beat me to death?

do not care.

Isn't my full strength just to face this situation?

He took a deep breath and said resolutely: "I am willing to accept your test! However, the disciple has not yet completed martial arts training and has no knowledge of martial arts. Please be merciful to the abbot."

Master Mengyi raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction: "In that case, then take my first palm. I will use three successes in this palm!"

As soon as Master Mengyi finished speaking, he struck out with both palms.

Chen Yu pursed his lips and greeted him with both palms.

boom!

The four palms of the two touched together!

"Oops~"

Master Mengyi felt a huge force coming, and his body was involuntarily blown away. The younger generation hit the wall of the room, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Yu: "..."

"Abbot, are you okay?" Chen Yu took half a step forward, wanting to help Master Mengyi.

Master Mengyi raised his hand: "No need to help, I will do it myself."