My ancestor who served with my ability

Guiling jelly has a good heart-clearing effect, and everyone has personally experienced it.How can there be enough points for only one hundred parts?Seeing that there was still half of Tang Yu's pot left, everyone lobbied Tang Yu to send it all out.

Tang Yu had no choice but to turn on the stove again, repaint a hundred dishes, and send out the remaining half of the pot.Because of the small amount, each person took a small bite.

Of course, helplessness is false.After doing everything, and being able to earn another wave of spirit stones, Tang Yu was really happy in his heart, but there was an air of calm and breezy on his face, that's all.

After collecting the spirit stones to his heart's content, Tang Yu planned to go back to the inn to rest—making Guiling jelly consumed too much spiritual power for Tang Yu, and he needed to recharge his energy for tomorrow's special competition.

The Teko arena is different from other arenas. This arena has judges and rewards.If you win the first, second or third place, you can get the corresponding spirit stone rewards.

Of course, Tang Yu doesn't expect extravagant rewards, but only to accumulate experience.

Closer to home.

He also participated in Tecco twice.

The topic of the first round was to let the contestants treat a group of sore demon cultivators. For him, who was still familiar with the ingredients, he was caught off guard and had nowhere to start.

And the second time, it was to find out what kind of poison a group of practitioners with swollen limbs had suffered, and then treat them.

Both are treatments.No wonder the special department is called the intractable disease department by the world.

This time he participated in the competition, he wanted to try to look at these intractable diseases from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine. As early as in the blood supplement field, Tang Yu dug out the poor theoretical knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine in his previous life, and found that he still remembered a lot, so he Write it down quickly.

Soon, it was Tekesai, which was held every ten days, and the square was crowded with people as usual.

At this time, the Clear Water Theory Dojo has changed drastically.The stone pillars in the middle of the field were moved to the front of the Jinjiang City Palace, and the entire square was vacated. Stoves were erected on the ground and spread around the square, leaving only a platform in the middle.

Before the time was up, all the participating spectators crowded the several roads leading to the square, and only the contestants could enter the formation range of the square with their entry cards.The number of stoves is limited each time, and if you go late, there will be no space.

Shen Tukun protected Tang Yu through the crowd and sent him to the sidelines.

Tang Yu took out his entry card and stuck it on the outside of the formation, and he was able to slip in smoothly.Looking around, most of the stoves were already occupied, so he quickly found an empty stove and stood there.

After a while, the food repairers who arrived one after another filled the stove.At the moment when the entry card was pasted on the last hearth, the formation was opened in a flash, and the middle table floated high in the air.

The stoves around the table are also rising one after another. The stoves in the inner ring are lower than the middle table by two heads, and then from the inside to the outside, each ring of tables is a few points lower than the inner ring, until the outermost layer .Even the outermost layer is two heads taller than the surrounding spectators.

The stoves throughout the arena are stepped.In this way, the spectators standing on the periphery of the formation can look up and see clearly the cooking and practices of each food repairer.

In this kind of situation, even the less courageous food cultivators will panic.This is also one of the reasons why Tang Yu was directly fooled in the first scene—unexpectedly, he, who has kept a low profile all his life, enjoyed the feeling of performing on stage after time travel.

Soon, the main monk from the Teco Arena came out.With long fluttering beard, wide robe and big sleeves, he looks like a fairy.

Tang Yu only knew that his surname was Zhao, but he couldn't tell what his cultivation was.

He only heard two hehes, and said in a kind voice: "Fellow daoists, we meet again. Today, we invited a group of people to the Teke competition..."

Everyone below held their breath.

"...the demon cultivators from the Western Continent." Cultivator Zhao slowly glanced around the crowd in the square, and then said slowly, "This group of demon cultivators, they are quite special..."

Someone from below shouted: "Old Taoist Zhao, don't keep doing this trick all the time, finish it quickly!"

The master, Cultivator Zhao, didn't mind either, stroked his long beard, and replied cheerfully: "Old Master, I'm just about to say this."

There was booing in the square.

Cultivator Zhao coughed lightly, and then he didn't want to be fooled, but introduced seriously: "Okay, let me take my time. This time, we invited the Blood Wing Clan from the Western Continent to be our referee." He ignored the following Exclaimed, and began to explain, "The Blood Wing Clan monster is a bloodthirsty winged bat, bloodthirsty by nature—"

Seeing the horror below, he quickly waved his hands: "Of course, although the main body is a bloodthirsty winged bat, they will not kill people indiscriminately, oh, and neither will demons."

He thought for a while, and then said: "They are no different from ordinary monsters on weekdays, but they need to hunt monsters to suck blood, and they are no different from everyone hunting monsters for food. After becoming Dan, the Bloodwing Clan is more self-controlled , you don’t need to panic.”

Then everyone let out a sigh of relief.

Tang Yu reacted slowly.He remembered that Shen Tukun once mentioned bloodthirsty winged bats when he introduced the monster race to him, and only said that they were a group of weird guys who only loved blood and didn't like to eat meat...

Cultivator Zhao continued to say: "Today's competition topic is to make suitable dishes to help them reduce their bloodthirsty desire."

Not only the people below, but even the contestants were in an uproar—this is not in the field of medical treatment at all, it is to curb the nature of the monster race!This time the competition is more difficult than before, it is not a star...

Tang Yu has a big head.Why did the competitions he participated in become more and more difficult?Although it's all for exercise, isn't this too challenging for his blind spots in knowledge?

Of course, it's not just Tang Yu who has a big head, everyone is suffering from headaches.

Cultivator Zhao didn't care what everyone thought, turned around and shouted towards Fucheng after speaking, "Please come out and say hello to everyone."

A gust of wind blows.

On the high platform where there was only Cultivator Zhao, suddenly there was a large group of demon cultivators with dark red hair and eyes.The clothes on their bodies are also different from the robes here.The patterns and colors are complicated, the neckline and cuffs are decorated with multiple stitching, and the cuffs and trousers are tightly tied, which is also a bit like a bunt-of course, it must be much more gorgeous than a bunt.

They spontaneously stood in a circle, bowed their hands to the contestants and spectators in all directions, and said in unison: "Hello, fellow Taoists from the Eastern Continent."

Although the tone was accurate, it had a strong foreign accent, as if Tang Yu had seen a foreigner speak the Chinese dialect in his previous life.

After they greeted each other, Cultivator Zhao said directly: "The old rule is that each person makes enough weight according to the number of Blood Wings on the stage, and let them judge the result." He flicked his sleeves, "Okay, the competition begins now."

Tang Yu looked around subconsciously, and at a glance he saw Shen Tukun, who was still extremely tall among the monks.

And Shen Tukun also looked at him with trusting eyes.

For some reason, Tang Yu's heart suddenly stabilized.Forget it, it's just a trial, why should he be nervous.

He began to look at this group of Blood Wings intently, and the Chinese medicine thoughts that had been entrenched in his mind during this time began to run at a rapid speed unconsciously.

The body tends to be lean and thin, and the complexion is all pale or dark... Could it be kidney deficiency?

Love to suck blood but not to eat meat... Could it be because of spleen and stomach deficiency?

Uh, stop, stop, these are demon cultivators.Tang Yu shook his head, trying to shake off the half-baked Chinese medicine theories in his mind, and then continued to frown and think carefully.

……

Tang Yu scratched his hair frantically.do not care.Since you can't think of any other way, let's... treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Tang Yu reached into his armband with his spiritual sense, and Tang Yu began to pick out ingredients.

After picking and picking and finding some ingredients that can invigorate the spleen and nourish the kidney, Tang Yu decided to make... mush.

That's right, gooey.

In fact, according to the ingredients and taste, soup is the best.Unfortunately, judging from the experiments during this period, the more carefully the material is processed with spiritual power, the better the effect of spiritual power will be.

In order to get the best results, Tang Yu decided to grind all the ingredients into a paste and boil them.

finally taste...

Perhaps, it will only have a different taste from the soup... right?Tang Yu thought irresponsibly.Anyway, Teco didn't specify that the taste must be good, right?

Thinking of doing it, Tang Yu took a deep breath and started to work.

In less than an hour, Tang Yu's... the mushy old fire soup was ready.

At this time, most of the contestants have finished the finished products and put them in front of the stove.

After all, it is a dish with spiritual power, and it is impossible for the Blood Wings to eat all of them at once.According to past experience, the group of Blood Wings will each try one, and after the trial, they have to absorb it with luck on the spot. If the effect is good, other people will follow suit.This speed can be faster.

But it will take some time.So Tang Yu began to look at other people's dishes after making a mess.

The dessert made by the uncle on the left looks so beautiful.

Yo, is the one on the right a roast suckling pig?So unrestrained!

Ahhh, the dishes made by the pretty sister in front are so beautifully arranged!

……

A dish for meditation exercise can be as short as a stick of incense, and as long as half an hour.This group of Blood Wings, old and young, had more than [-] people here.And before Tang Yu finished it, they had already started to try those works that were completed earlier.

Therefore, after Tang Yu glanced around and made sure that it was not his turn so soon, he simply sat down cross-legged on the spot, and started to read the books he had copied from Zongmen Book Pavilion.

Although these books, he has read them in the past few months.But after the trials of these days, looking at it again, he actually understood a lot.In this way, he simply prepared to read all the books related to food repair in his hand.

"Cough." Suddenly there was a light cough.

Tang Yu woke up with a start, his gaze shifted from the book in his hand to the stove, and he saw a young Blood Wing.

Well, looking closer, this man's face is even paler, and there are barely visible blue spots in his eyes.

Tang Yu hurriedly collected the book and got up, with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "Sorry, I lost my mind."

The young man's face was pale, probably due to a language problem, and he said word by word: "It's okay, what kind of dish is this?"

Tang Yu coughed lowly, quickly put away his guilty conscience and introduced him softly.

The young man nodded, picked up a small bowl of paste, held the spoon, and took three or two mouthfuls of it. After wiping his mouth, he put down the bowl and began to meditate.

Anyway, I didn't dislike the taste.Tang Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then stared at him anxiously.

This staring lasted for half an hour.During this period, Tang Yu still felt uncomfortable, and subconsciously glanced at Shen Tukun a few times—he must be too nervous.

After finally waiting for the young man to open his eyes, before Tang Yu could speak, he watched the young man curl his finger and put it to his lips to make a whistle-like movement.

Tang Yu was stunned.What, what does this mean?whistle?I didn't hear any sound either.

He was in a daze, swished a few times, and a lot of figures fell in front of him.

Without him needing to say hello, this large group of Blood Wings poured his family's mush into their mouths one after another.

Huh?This means... the gooey effect he made is okay?Tang Yu blinked and glanced around at the envious, jealous and admiring eyes of the contestants around him, and couldn't help getting excited.

Immediately afterwards, the blood wing clan who were still meditating at other hearths and transforming spirits also came over one after another.

But for more than half an hour, all the demon cultivators of the Blood Wing Race had tasted Tang Yu's gooeyness.After they were done, they gathered together and chattered some words that everyone couldn't understand.

Tang Yu looked at them expectantly.

As a result, these people dispersed and flew away after finishing their speech.

Tang Yu's shoulders slumped.Well, there are other people who have not finished trying their dishes, so wait.

Waited for another hour.After going through all the dishes, the Bloodwing finally returned to the middle platform.

Cultivator Zhao whispered to them for a while, stroked his long beard and nodded, then turned around.

At this time, the sun had already started to set, and the rays of light spread across the square and floated on the stove in mid-air, which made the stove full of fireworks look gorgeous and spectacular, just like the pyramid of life, one step up is success and fame...

Cultivator Zhao stood on the middle platform, and the platform added with formations spread his voice far away: "This time, No. 3 is Zhong Qingyang in the special field."

There was a cheer.Immediately afterwards, cheers erupted from the outside spectators.

Tang Yu followed the voice and looked at the award-winning cultivator, just in time to see that he and the stove floor under his feet began to float towards the middle.

Ah... I'm so envious!Tang Yu looked at him enviously.I heard that No.3 has tens of thousands of spirit stones!

Then No.2: "Zou Mingchen."

The cheers sounded again.

Tang Yu remembered that this person was the first real cooking process that Tao Yunhan brought him to see, and he was also the first person he threw ten spirit stones into.

It really is real.

"...No.1, Tang Yu."

Oh, I don't know if I can ask this senior Zou for advice after the show is over-what's wrong?

Tang Yu hurriedly supported the floating stove with a dazed look on his face.

etc--

Were you calling his name just now? !

Tang Yu froze, then became ecstatic.Fuck!Hit the jackpot!He actually stepped on shit and guessed the physique of the Blood Wing Clan? !Tens of thousands of spiritual stones are about to fall into his pocket? ! !

But in an instant, the stove under Tang Yu's feet floated to the central platform.

He maintained his composure and set foot on the central platform following the example of the first two.

Cultivator Zhao stroked his long beard and smiled lightly: "It really is the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead... The future of young people must be limitless."

The two winners next to him also looked at Tang Yu with complicated expressions.

Tang Yu understood that he was indeed too young compared to the life span of a cultivator who lived for hundreds of years.In addition, the two winners in front of me should be both Jindan stage—no, even in the past, there were very few foundation-building stage practitioners who could win awards in the Teke arena.

But right now, Tang Yu can't say that he really just bumped into it by chance while stepping on dog shit, can he?

Therefore, he had no choice but to put on a shy look, and bowed his hands to him with a slight smile: "Cultivator Zhao's reputation——"

"Wait a minute—" From far away, a loud shout suddenly came, "Tang Yu is too shameful, I don't agree with him winning." The voice was loud and angry, and even had spiritual power.

Among the spectators, many low-level practitioners were shocked and had a splitting headache.

Tang Yu, who was wearing all kinds of protective magic weapons in the formation, didn't seem to be surprised. He was stunned and turned his head to look at the voice.

At the end of the street, several figures were rushing towards the square, but they arrived at the front of the formation in the blink of an eye, floating in the air aggressively——

Staring at Tang Yu.