Enter the kitchen

The jade slip was handed in as the registration certificate, and now Lu Shiyi is holding another piece in his hand.Putting the new jade slips in his sleeve, he was the first to change the jade slips, the next one is scheduled for tomorrow, and he also has some free time to visit the Fuchen Palace again.

When he first came to Fuchen Palace, he had to worry about making a living, but now that his pockets are bulging, he naturally wants to reward himself well.Earlier, he had taken a fancy to a few ingredients that he had never seen in the world of cultivating immortals, and after calculating the price, he bought a little of each.When he was about to leave, all the spirit stones in the universe bag had been replaced with various ingredients.

Lu Shiyi patted the Qiankun bag hanging on his waist happily, and as soon as he walked out the door of the shop, he was startled by the surging crowd in front of him.

Although the Fuchen Hall has been lively these past few days, it has never been as noisy as it is today.

"What's the matter?" Lu Shiyi had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed a fleeing immortal. The immortal was stumbled and was about to get angry when he realized that the immortal who grabbed him looked familiar. "It's Boss Lu."

Immortal is a frequent visitor to the food shop. Seeing that it was Lu Suyi, he was not annoyed that he was stumbled. He pulled him away with the crowd and hurriedly said: "The young master Chu and Zhang Yuezong who came to watch the ceremony met. They Water and fire cannot tolerate each other, and I am afraid there will be a fight."

Lu Shiyi was shocked when he heard the words, if this is the case, now is not the time to leave, he hastily thanked the fairy who pulled him away, and ran against the crowd to the center of the commotion.He was staggered by the knock, and when he got up again, he found that there was no one around, only a few stewards of the Fuchen Palace looking at the sky with bitter faces.

Lu Shiyi couldn't control the slight heat in his eye sockets, and looked up at the two figures that were almost turned into spots of light. He tried hard to identify the two blurred lights and shadows, and couldn't help getting closer under his feet, but he just walked two steps away. He was stopped by the steward of the Fuchen Palace: "Don't go forward any more, this spiritual coercion is not something you, a mortal, can bear." On the tip of the knife, the invisible spiritual power was like a wind blade, cutting through his unhealthy fairy body one by one.

For Fanxian, going here is already the limit, and if he goes any further, he will be in danger of losing his soul at any time.

But that person is within reach, and now he is not reconciled to letting him go.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and both the ground and the sky were strangely restored to calm.

Lu Shiyi could only calm down because of the spiritual shock, while Chu Shumo was because of Lianbao's words.

"I heard an interesting piece of news. I wanted to tell you on the day of the banquet, but I was interrupted." Chu Shumo frowned, impatient to listen. The immortal suffered a dark loss, he was too lazy to entangle with it and just wanted to get it done once and for all.

"He dug out the spiritual root for you to deal with the thunder disaster, but it's a pity he didn't make it through." Chu Shumo looked at the malice on Lianbao's face, and the murderous look in his eyes was raging, and he couldn't control the chill all over his body anymore. The general frost and snow cut off each other.

Lian Luo had already made plans to anger the other party, turned around and waved the magic weapon, the barrier formed by the fan wind blocked the frost, and the powerful force erupted from the impact attacked the surroundings with them as the center. He vomited blood from the coercion, closed his eyes and passed out.

Lu Shiyi had a splitting headache, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw Ziwu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, staring down at his face with an inquiring look.Lu Shiyi was taken aback for a moment, and there was a moment of blankness, thinking that he was still in Taiyi City, until the other party shook his head and sighed before regaining consciousness.

"You really don't want your life." Immortal cultivators have to go through nine deaths in Feisheng, and all of them cherish their lives very much, unlike Lu Shiyi, who always runs to the place of death.

"Where's Shumo?" Lu Shiyi blurted out, hearing the unfamiliar name, Ziwu frowned and asked, "Who is Shumo?"

"Talking fast for a while, where is the lord of Zhangyue Sect?" Lu Shiyi endured and endured, so that he didn't gnash his teeth when he mentioned Lianbao, and tried his best to ask in a peaceful tone.

"The master of Fuchen Palace is back. Lian Luo and Young Master Chu always wanted to show some face, and now they have left." Ziwu glanced at him and did not continue to explore.

"How do you feel?" Ziwu helped Lu Shiyi up and asked, Lu Shiyi shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.

Zi Wu handed him the cup of Lingquan on the table, "Yesterday, there were rumors in the Fuchen Palace that there was a newly ascended Fanxian who won the first place in the cooking competition. I didn't expect you to be so secretive."

"How did you know this news?" Seeing his surprised expression, Ziwu replied with a smile: "I saw your jade slips, this competition is more intense than ever, and you are a mortal I'm afraid that I won't be able to live in peace in the future after suppressing so many strong men."

Lu Shiyi didn't think so much, looked at the sky outside the window and asked, "What time is it now?"

"The big competition will start in two hours." Zi Wu guessed what he was thinking, and followed his line of sight and looked out of the window.

In today's competition, Lu Shiyi had Ziwu who followed him no matter what, and he was no longer alone.

If you want to say that he is the biggest dark horse in this competition, Lu Shiyi has a low level of cultivation, but he has gained some fame through his first try, and he has attracted a lot of attention as soon as he appeared, making Zi Wu, who was by his side, reluctant He couldn't help holding his head high and whispering in his ear: "It's the first time I've attracted so much attention."

Lu Shiyi didn't have the mind to pay attention to other things, and couldn't help but glance over the dense crowd of immortals, squinting at the seats on the high platform.

It was prepared for distinguished guests, and it was very likely that Young Master Chu would be sitting there.

"I'll wait for you in the stands!" Ziwu thought he was nervous, so he patted his shoulder, comforted him and left.

Lu Shiyi was indeed nervous, but not because of Dabi. His palms were sweating, his thoughts were spinning rapidly, and he was thinking about countermeasures. This might be the closest he was to Young Master Chu, and it was also the only good time to confirm whether the other party was Chu Shumo. , he cannot miss.

Dabi had enough ingredients, and the stove was arranged several layers along the circular field from outside to inside, which looked like concentric circles from a distance.In the middle of the concentric circles are all kinds of ingredients prepared for Dabi.

Lu Shiyi's goal is clear. His purpose of participating in the big competition is not to win. Besides, with his cultivation base, it is simply a fantasy to stand out from this group of immortals and win the championship. After all, this is not just a competition of taste, more The most important thing is the test of cultivation.

He was extremely fast, and while others were still hesitating, he decisively picked a fat chicken, and chose a few simple seasonings, and when he was ready to leave after picking, he took a fancy to the mushrooms next to him.

After a little thought, he took some mushrooms and cornmeal before returning to the stove.

The first time he and Chu Shumo met was on Mount Futu, that was the day he personally cooked a roast chicken for him with very simple ingredients, and today he will cook it again with the same ingredients and method.

The fat chicken is divided into two, one half is smeared with fine salt, the other half is smeared with sugar, wrapped in layers of emerald green leaves, and then pasted with yellow mud.

Due to the influence of the previous initial test, Lu Shiyi, as a dark horse, naturally attracted extra attention. Many chefs secretly used their peripheral vision to see what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd. Unfortunately, after watching for a long time, they couldn't see anything except yellow mud. What other tricks.

After finishing the chicken, his eyes fell on the mushroom again. There was still dew on the mushroom. It looked like it had just been picked. Lu Suyi could even smell the fragrance of the soil left on it.The roast chicken he originally made didn't use mushrooms, but for some reason he suddenly remembered the tortillas he made when he left Lujiacun, and took mushrooms and corn flour by mistake.

Lu Suyi's technique is skillful. The mushrooms are cut into dices of uniform size by his hands for later use. The oil pan is heated up, and the onion, ginger, and garlic are sautéed until fragrant. use.

Whether it's a chef from the Lingyuan Continent or a chef from the Immortal World, even if they are cooking, they look like they are filled with immortality, and they don't eat the fireworks of the world. They are not as enthusiastic as Lu Shiyi.

On the other side, the person Lu Suyi was looking forward to has not yet appeared.

"Young master, the big competition has already started, let's get in quickly." The steward who came with Chu Shumo had already wandered around the door twice, and his hair had fallen out visibly to the naked eye.

"Yesterday, I stopped for the sake of the owner of the Fuchen Palace." Chu Shumo's voice came from the room, "There will be no second time." After he finished speaking, the steward of the Chu family only felt that his His head became even more bald, and it was obvious that He Lianbao had to fight to the death before giving up.

"Keep listening to the Immortal." Chu Shumo was strangely quiet, and the door of the room finally opened after a while, "You said, the Lingyuan Continent and the Immortal Realm have been cut off, could it be because...he came .”

The steward sighed, feeling that the young master Chu in front of him was about to be dazed.Not many people know about his affairs in Lingyuan Continent, and even he only vaguely knows that the other party has a like-minded Taoist partner in the next generation, but it is not clear why it has become the current situation.

When the hope sprouted, all the guesses seemed to become logical. Listening to Immortal Venerable insisted on letting him come to Fuchen Hall to watch the ceremony, and even the unfinished words, now connected together, it is very likely that it is the one he thinks about day and night, the one he misses in his heart Answer.

Cut open the cooked tortilla, just as Lu Shiyi stuffed a spoonful of stuffing into it, he shivered from the cold. At some point, the sky darkened, and fine snow fell in the air.

His hand trembled, and the tortilla in his hand almost fell on the stove.

It's him!The movements of Lu Shiyi's hands were much lighter, and the tension and joy in his heart were intertwined, becoming an extremely complicated emotion. If he had to explain it, it would be excitement.

Ziwu looked back at the young master of the Chu family who was sitting by his side, drinking tea with downcast eyes, and Lianbai, who was playing with the folding fan in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he got up and walked to the main seat. He didn't want these two to be impulsive. Ruined this contest.

"Young master Chu, suzerain." Ziwu restrained the breath around him, and released his own cultivation in the blink of an eye.

"It turns out that this is the palace master's way of hospitality." Although Lian Luo was almost beaten yesterday, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he lost his demeanor, but he is used to being arrogant, and he is not a master who likes to suffer. I couldn't help but stabbed a few words.

"I'm late." Ziwu's original frivolity has all disappeared, and he looks like a prudent master of the first palace no matter what, he raised his glass and said generously: "I will punish myself with a glass, and I ask the suzerain to forgive me. "After speaking, he drank the clear wine in the glass in one gulp.

Even ironed and curled his lips, he didn't pursue it any further.

The time is coming to an end, and among the chefs, some have already made it, and some are finishing it.

"Hallmaster, it's time." The steward of Fuchen Hall saw that the weather was getting better, and handed the golden gong and a small hammer to Ziwu.

With a sound of "bang dang", the sound of the golden gong spread all around. This golden gong is a fairy weapon, so the movement is naturally not small.As soon as the chef fairy heard the sound, he immediately stopped his hands. If he continued, he would be directly judged to be out.

Of these hundreds of dishes, one taste is enough, so like Ziwu, they will only pick a few that are pleasing to the eye and taste two. Such dishes will also give extra points in the subsequent evaluation.

Lu Shiyi didn't understand these rules. He put the yellow mud ball on the dinner plate, which attracted strange eyes from the chefs around.In fact, he did this with some ulterior motives. This dish needs to be cracked to eat the yellow mud outside, and most people have no way of doing it, so he can use this opportunity to get close to the high platform.

Ziwu asked the steward to come over and give some instructions for other guests to choose.Chu Shumo scanned around the same dishes in the fairy world, slightly disappointed, not even interested in roasting, and only concentrated on drinking the spirit wine brewed from spirit fruits in front of him.

Seeing their lack of interest, Zi Wu was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "I met a friend recently, although he was only a mortal, he has a lot of insights in the matter of cooking. Bi, I just ask you to comment on one or two."

A ball of yellow mud was brought up with a few cornbreads on the side. Chu Shumo was so shocked that he almost couldn't control his trembling hands.

Zi Wu's expression froze when he saw the yellow mud, and then he returned to normal, as if what he saw was not a lump of yellow mud but some delicious food.

"My friend is just ingenious." Ziwu didn't see anything unusual on his face, but he was obviously helpless with this lump of yellow mud.

"Give it to me." Chu Shumo spoke for the first time on the high platform, and Ziwu nodded, signaling the steward to put the plate in front of him, "Can you borrow this small hammer?" Ziwu agreed without hesitation.

Chu Shumo's fingertips turned white, and the hand holding the hammer seemed to have exerted tremendous force. He took a deep breath, and carefully knocked the yellow mud away with the hammer.

Zi Wu was surprised to see him use his slender fingers to push away the yellow mud, and Lian Luo seemed to have thought of something, his face was ugly.

The yellow mud that locked the aroma was knocked open, and the aroma wrapped in layers was released at once. Chu Shumo looked at the delicacies in front of him and tried his best to suppress his emotions, and asked word by word: "Can I ask the lord?" This friend of mine is here?"

No matter how slow-witted Zi Wurao was, he could sense the strangeness between the two of them. He remembered how Lu Shiyi tried everything he could to meet Young Master Chu, and finally nodded and told the steward beside him, "Bring him up."

"No!" Chu Shumo stood up abruptly and eagerly, and said quickly, "Take me to see him."

As soon as Ziwu responded, Chu Shumo turned and left impatiently.

"Young master?" It was also the first time that the immortal attendant of the Chu family had seen him show his emotions so much. Thinking of the steward's earnest entrustment to him when he went out, he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he hurriedly saluted Ziwu and Lianzhuo and followed Chu Shu Mo ran out.

Chu Shumo's figure was like lightning, and instantly turned into a light and shadow, falling among the chef fairies.

Although few immortals had seen Chu Shumo's figure, his cold aura was familiar to all immortals.

Zi Wu was also confused, standing on the high platform and watching the commotion caused by Chu Shumo, seeing that Lian Luo's face darkened, he asked curiously, "What's wrong, Young Master Chu?"

"Don't worry about it, the iron tree is just blooming." After finishing speaking, he turned and left without even turning his head, leaving only Ziwu who was confused.

No matter what others think, Chu Shumo only has Lu Shiyi in his eyes at this moment.

The drifting fine snow seemed to have touched a warm light source, and gradually melted around him. The dry sea of ​​consciousness was moistened by the trickling stream, and in an instant it merged into an endless ocean.

They are Taoist couples, and their fate has long been implicated by countless silk threads. No matter how far apart they are, they will meet each other one day.

The endless heavy snow on Xuanyuan Peak, the spiritual root that will be dug up every once in a while, the thunder that almost splits the sea of ​​consciousness... All the disasters seem to be a distant dream. The suffering paid off in an instant.

Seeing that he suffered from the separation of his spiritual root, Lu Qi once asked him if he regretted it.

Lu Shiyi was puzzled, why should he regret it, as long as he thought of the reunion in the future, he would never regret it.

The fact that Shen Xinghai saved his life was the beginning of everything. From now on, they will be entangled together for life after life, and they will never be separated again.

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