I open a restaurant in Xiujie

If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have a real body, Xu Ying would definitely spit out a mouthful of blood. He yelled at Ji Chuchen heartbrokenly: "I said take the third one, the third one!"

While he was speaking, the other two clusters of light in front of Ji Chuchen's eyes were rapidly dissipating—this is the case with many opportunities in the world, you can only choose one, and if you miss it, you will miss it forever.

In other words, Ji Chuchen can no longer be the living successor of the phantom.

But Ji Chuchen was still laughing, his slender hand brushed the light ball, and the light ball slowly dissipated in his hands, turning into a set of neat and clean kitchen utensils.

Although it is kitchen utensils, it is actually a set of knives. It is neatly arranged in a row on a wooden shelf. Leather knives, bone chopping knives... and several narrow or short pocket knives.

Those knives looked similar, and Ji Chuchen couldn't tell exactly what they were used for, but the more he stroked these knives, the more he felt that Yu Xiaotan would definitely like them, and boundless sweetness filled his heart, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

A phantom with a dead heart: "..."

Xu Ying is very sad, too sad, he is actually a divine idea left by the ancient Da Neng, who is responsible for passing on the Dao Dharma for Da Neng.

Da Neng's own aptitude is outstanding, and the disciple who can inherit his mantle must also be one in a million.

Xu Ying waited for an unknown number of years before waiting for Ji Chuchen, a peerless genius with a spiritual heart and wisdom, and at a young age, with a sword heart and a strong cultivation base.

From the moment Ji Chuchen stepped into the secret realm, Xu Ying was trembling with excitement. As one level after another passed, the young man showed extraordinary comprehension and strong talent, all of which made Xu Ying venture against According to the rules, come out in person to give Ji Chuchen a reminder of the last level.

Xu Ying thought that in this way, he would definitely be able to securely take down this disciple.

But in the end, Ji Chuchen chose the light group in the middle without hesitation, and chose the set of waste left by him!

"Aren't you a sword cultivator?"

After all, the phantom is just a divine thought, and it won't last long. At this moment, his figure is faltering, and the outline is becoming more and more blurred, but it can still be seen that it is obviously eclipsed.

"That exercise contains all my swordsmanship comprehension in my previous life," Xuying sighed, lamenting again and again, "All my swordsmanship comprehension can withstand your decades or even hundreds of years of hard work, don't you feel the slightest bit?" interest?"

Ji Chuchen thought for a moment, then said slowly: "That's not the case."

"Senior must have cultivated extremely well in his previous life, and the skills he left behind must be extremely high-grade, but I have practiced thousands of ways in this life, and I also have my own understanding of sword skills. I want to rely on myself and try to see if I can walk out of an unprecedented path."

After hearing this, Xu Ying became even more heartbroken.

Listen to this, what a boast!

If the new avenue is really so easy to open up, how can countless geniuses throughout the ages be smashed into the sand?

But before Xu Ying denounced "this statement is absurd", Ji Chuchen suddenly smiled again and shook his head: "But this is just an excuse."

"To tell you the truth, senior, I do want what the chef left behind."

"No matter how many choices there are, the most precious thing in my mind is only this one."

Phantom: "..."

The phantom is gone.

After thousands of years of waiting, thousands of choices, and finally such an outstanding disciple, I didn't expect that there was something wrong with my brain, so stupid.

I don't like magic weapons, I don't want martial arts, but I just treasure a bunch of knives for chopping meat and vegetables.

Where did this bastard come from? Could it be that he was purely angry with him?

Xu Ying took a deep breath, and with the idea of ​​making one last effort, he said with emotion: "Alright kid, it's not bad that you have your own ideas. Before you leave, is there anything else you want to ask me?"

Xu Ying thought that Ji Chuchen should ask some questions about swordsmanship and Taoism, so that he could give some pointers, at least to give an explanation to the thousands of years of waiting, and also give up his fiery and restless love talent heart of.

But after a moment of silence, Ji Chuchen asked, "Dare to ask senior, have you ever seen the legendary chef?"

"What kind of person is he?"

Phantom: "..."

Xuying didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are you a sword cultivator or a spirit chef? Why are you so interested in other cooks' cooking?"

"Fairy Chef, Fairy Chef... Well, I don't know where you heard his story, but from now on, it's better not to mention it."

Ji Chuchen was slightly taken aback: "Why?"

"Fairy Chef... what a pity, what a pity."

Xu Ying shook his head slightly and sighed: "He has great ambitions, which are far more lofty than anyone I have ever met. What kind of person is he? I can only say that if you were born in that era, you would You must have heard of his name and received his favor."

"People in the world either love him like crazy, or hate him like crazy, but no one can deny his greatness. If Qixia has been in the dark night since ancient times, he is the brightest star in the sky."

Pausing for a moment, Xu Ying suddenly changed his words: "But of course, in the eyes of the cultivators who opposed him, the kitchen fairy is a one-in-a-million alien, and it is the most terrifying disaster in the Qixia world since ancient times. Facts have proved that it is true , he died, leaving Tianzhou in a mess, and it seems that the chaotic Taoism there has not yet restored order? Sigh, what a crime."

Ji Chuchen was just asking casually, but after listening to Xuying's rambling, he became more and more curious about what happened thousands of years ago, and couldn't help asking: "How did the chef die? Who killed it?" he?"

"It's not who."

Xu Ying showed a secretive look in his eyes, and a look of fear flashed faintly on his blurred and old face.

It seems that that kind of fear still remains in his mind. Even though he was a mighty person who was one step away from ascension in his lifetime, even though thousands of years have passed now, a little memory in the gap of time is still unstoppable. Live trembling.

"It was the way of heaven that killed him..."

……

In Luo Town, Qingzhou, it was originally a clear and clear sky, but suddenly a dark cloud came from nowhere, and a light rain fell.

Yu Xiaotan was packing his luggage, stuffing everything he thought he might need into the storage ring.

He has already greeted Master Wang and Chen Yufeng on Xianyou Street, and he can rest assured that they are there.The restaurant was handed over to Uncle Wang and Bai Junda to greet him, and Yu Xiaotan left a stack of sound transmission talismans to ensure that he could be contacted in time.

The phantom formed by the magic pill stayed in the back kitchen to cook. Under Yu Xiaotan's thousand reminders, Bai Junda promised that he would never step out of the restaurant, and would guard it firmly.

"If someone comes to make trouble, you don't have to hesitate to activate the formation directly."

Yu Xiaotan raised his hand in the shape of a knife: "Slice him."

Bai Junda nodded indiscriminately: "Okay, okay, I already know, Yu Xiaotan, you are a mother-in-law. The restaurant must be guarded for you, so you can rest assured."

Reluctantly putting their hearts into their stomachs, Yu Xiaotan and Qiongqing Che Yunwen set off.

The moment he stepped out of the gate of the restaurant, Bai Junda chased him out of the house again, and shouted loudly at Yu Xiaotan's back: "I will work hard to cultivate! When you come back, I will definitely build a foundation, I swear! "

Yu Xiaotan froze for a moment, then smiled suddenly.

He knew that Bai Junda actually wanted to go to Yunhaizong together, but Bai Junda had never mentioned it in the past few days.Fatty Bai knew that his cultivation base was low, and he was only holding back when he went. This trip was not for fun, but to go to a large sect to seek revenge for Boss Ji, which had a lot to do with it.

So he can't go.

If he doesn't go, helping others guard the restaurant is the greatest contribution he can make.

Bai Junda stayed in the restaurant, looking at the backs of Yu Xiaotan and others walking away, his eyes turned red unconsciously.

He grabbed the door of the restaurant and shouted into the distance: "Yu Xiaotan, you must bring Brother Ji back intact!"

The wind brought a misty shout, Yu Xiaotan turned his head and waved at him.

The moment they left the city, on the canopy of several big trees outside the city gate, someone jumped up suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth opened, revealing a sinister grin.

It was those brokers who had been standing by for a long time.

They had been waiting for seven or eight days, and the deadline set by the elders was about to arrive. The broker was so anxious that he seemed to be placed on a frying pan and stir-fried repeatedly.But fortunately, the hard work paid off, and he finally got the chance.

The few people walking beside him were also excited, and patted the broker's shoulder: "What's the matter, does the sword cultivator have a company?"

The broker sized it up for a moment, then said excitedly, "No, that sword repairman didn't come!"

Everyone was excited immediately, talking and saying: "This shopkeeper is really bold, he dares to leave the city under such circumstances."

"Who said it wasn't. But he was so reckless, didn't he just give us a chance?"

There are also cautious people who hesitate: "But there are two unfamiliar faces beside the shopkeeper..."

"What are you afraid of?" The broker sternly said, "You look so young, so you must not be too strong. You are a Chinese cabbage, a genius swordsman, can you grab two or three?"

"Stop rambling, listen to my orders, let's go up together, grab that unscrupulous palm—"

His voice was just half spoken.

At the distant city gate, Qiong Qing raised her head slightly, her exquisite brows were slightly frowned, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Pfft!"

The broker's forward pounce also froze in mid-air.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and there was a powerful devouring force in the pain, pulling his spiritual energy and blood to flow towards the wound.

The broker lowered his head in astonishment, and found that it was the giant tree under his feet that had been hiding for several days. A thick and long branch pulled out from the crown of the tree, and pierced through his chest with lightning speed!

The other monks couldn't avoid it either, they were pierced by the branches one after another, screaming and hanging strings on the branches, and soon as the essence and blood flowed away, they couldn't even scream, they could only cry helplessly. The hands and feet drooped and swayed with the branches and vines, like warts tied to the tree one by one.

At the foot of the city gate, Yu Xiaotan turned around suspiciously: "I seem to hear something..."

"Have it?"

Qiongqing tilted her head slightly, her face was exquisite and flawless, and her smile was pure and innocent.

"But I only heard the wind."

"Don't look at Xiaotan, let's go, we are still in a hurry."