Honghuang Snack Restaurant

At this stop, the world was shocked and weeping ghosts and gods.

This stop made countless people in the hall look sideways.

This stop made Kunpeng completely lose that great opportunity.

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is really a good person, thank you very much." Zhunti sat down on the futon directly, and pushed Kunpeng further away from the futon with his thin body very cooperatively.

"You, you, you!" Although Kunpeng, who looked tall and well-cultivated, was not easy to mess with, but he was an authentic and honest person, and he was so angry that he couldn't even speak clearly.

Kunpeng looked at the cheeky Zhunti who had disappeared with red eyes, and was even more furious. He could clearly feel that the opportunity that belonged to him had left him, and at the same time, there was more cause and effect.

Why does he want that karma!

Zhunti, who successfully occupied the futon, no longer focused on Kunpeng at this time, and looked at the people in the first row, thinking that he would continue to occupy a futon for his senior brother.

Who to look for?

Persimmons need to be pinched softly, so Hongyun is the best choice.

Although there is a good friend Zhen Yuanzi behind Hong Yun, but that is just a good friend, how can a good friend block the other party's own decision?If you refute it, wouldn't it be bad for the relationship between the two.

Once the plan was worked out, the two of them began to cry and cry again, their physical condition instantly became thin and haggard, and their faces were full of sadness.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I'm sorry for you. Senior Brother is useless and only has a futon to sit on. It's the fault of Senior Brother who has been weak since he was a child." While talking, he stood together and planned to give way to the guide.

Of course, he didn't stand up completely, and led him to press the person on the futon, "Brother, I don't blame you, brother, it's all the blessings of brother, brother, you can sit by yourself." A handful of tears.

"It's all my fault that my brothers and sisters are not friendly enough to others in normal times. That's why today's retribution happened. We really realized our mistake." Yo, there was even a hypocritical apology here, which is amazing.

The two were humble to each other, and at the same time lamented their difficulties, the mistakes they made in the past, the suffering of the two of them, and so on.

And Yan Mo, at this time, was digging a bowl of Shuangpi Nai and eating happily.

Oh, what a great show for free.The excellent singing and dancing performances of the two Western brothers are really enjoyable to watch. If this is the obvious actor now.

However, at this time, Hong Yun stood up for some reason, "Fellow Daoist, come and sit with me. If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about it. I hope you won't be deceived by fellow Daoists in the future."

Meow meow meow?

Hongyun, what's wrong with you?Lost your mind?Why are you sympathizing with them?He even snatched your things before.

"Red..." Before she could say the second word, she clearly felt that the bone in her throat that made the sound couldn't move.

Your uncle, Hongjun, this old lady spent a hundred years playing games with you for nothing, and if you say that you are forbidden to speak, then you will be silenced, it is too fucking cruel!I yell that no one will let me go!

Obviously, this is because Hongjun doesn't want Yan Mo to continue to hinder Honghuang's operation and development.

"Tongzi, this Hongjun is too ruthless. He promised that he would not report to Tiandao? Why is he silenced by labor and management today? He doesn't mean anything!" Damn, Hongjun is a liar! , She was so angry that she swears, and she was not allowed to speak at the critical moment, how could she persuade this silly, sweet and stubborn kid.

However, at this time, not only her voice was suppressed, but her limbs were also immobilized, even if she wanted to poke Tong Tian in front of her to ask him to help her.

"It's his uncle, it's too cruel, why don't you be so thorough!!!" Yan Mo in the consciousness space exploded, but after the explosion, she saw that Silly Baitian gave up her seat according to the original track, and she couldn't help but shed two lines of hatred Tears that turn iron into steel.

Hongyun, why are you still so silly and sweet!They are trying to bully you, they are all monks, and they are all in the temple, and you are the only one who believed their nonsense!

Kunpeng, who was squeezed to the side by the big guys, naturally also saw the farce, but he was not good at words, but there was sympathy for Hongyun in his eyes.

This fool is worse than him.

Kunpeng drank the rose tea in his hand and ate the biscuits slowly. He suddenly felt that although there were many well-cultivated monks in the Great Desolate Continent, those skinless and shameless people made everyone very upset.So, should he seek refuge with a certain powerful force for his own stability?After all, it is too difficult for him to be a lone ranger.

I heard that the little girl runs a restaurant. I don’t know if she is still short of manpower. The little girl has good friends with Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhenyuanzi, Taiyi and others. security.He is very capable, and he can help, just chat with him and give him some delicious food.

After Yan Mo was finally able to speak and move, a man with white hair and white clothes walked in from behind, and the crowd stopped clamoring instantly, after all, they couldn't bear the coercion in the hall.

Only Yan Mo was a special case, but she was not too happy, instead she glared at Hongjun, liar!Deceived her feelings, causing her to think that she has the ability to change the prehistoric world for a hundred years, but it turned out to be a bunch of fantasy.

"Mo, calm down, it's better than we expected now. Although Hongyun can't sit on the futon, he still has a majestic purple spirit. Let's think about it in the long run." Sensing that his host was angry, the system used a particularly soft The cute little milk voice comforted her.

Irritable and unhappy, the time-traveling heroine opened and hung up her golden fingers, but in the end she would be stopped if she made any big moves, she was sorry for those time-traveling seniors.

"Mo, don't think too much about it. I'm a regular production system and don't do bad things. If it affects the prehistoric world too much, it will lead to the overthrow of the heavens. We can't afford this huge debt of destroying the world."

Oh, well, she is not a heroine, Mary Su and the domineering queen are other people, and she has to do what she deserves.

"Don't be angry at the end, it's okay for us to change some small things, don't be discouraged, come on!" A bunch of 0s and 1s made a cheering gesture in the air.

Oh, what else can I do, admit it.

The Taoist in white raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd below without any emotion, and then sat on the futon above, "The sermon begins, and it will last for a thousand years. You are not allowed to leave Zixiao Palace for a thousand years."

millennium?

Yan Mo looked at her small body, she must have been sitting stiff for a thousand years...

But obviously other people didn't have Yan Mo's thoughts, and sat down cross-legged very calmly. Every minute of the saint's sermon is very precious.

"At the beginning of chaos, there are three thousand ways of Taoism, which can be said to be the same or different. The way of all living beings is like this. One is..."

When the sage preaches, it is a vision from heaven, hype falls, and countless merits and virtues pour in.

The Dao that Hongjun talked about was all he comprehended from the jade plate of good fortune. The three thousand Dao, the highest point of which all lead to the same goal, is a saint.In the past thousand years, he has described the Three Thousand Ways and their cultivation methods one by one, and introduced in detail the promotion methods from entry to the later stage of Da Luo Jinxian, which can be said to be very detailed.

As for the people listening to the sermon below, some listened with gusto, such as Sanqing, some frowned occasionally, but quickly relieved them, such as Nuwa and others, and some kept frowning after preaching on a certain realm , such as those whose cultivation base is not too high.Some people are even in a state of half-dream and half-awake.As for the other ancestral witches who were forcibly brought here by Houtu, I'm sorry, they were all forced to come here by force of their sister. After listening to it for a hundred years, they completely fell asleep leaning against the wall, leaving only a hatred of Houtu. Watching them try to hear the sermon with iron and steel.

The preaching became more and more complicated in the later stage. Many people in Zixiao Palace could not stand unsteadily. Some people had already sat down cross-legged and lowered their heads to yawn to sleep. Some even leaned against the wall just like the witch , went to sleep directly.

As for Yan Mo, in the tenth year when everyone was fascinated by listening to it at the beginning, Mimi quietly avoided everyone and walked to Hongjun's backyard.In this regard, Hongjun, who can clearly see every move below, did not stop her, but instead indulged her in shielding everyone's sight.

"Oh my god, my butt is numb. It's the first time I found out that I can sit still. Why didn't I know that I could sit for ten years in class?" Yan Mo recovered after leaving the hall. By nature, clutching his numb thighs, he limped and sat down on the stone bench in the backyard, and by the way, put a pot of tea and a plate of pastries on the table.

Taking food and drink with her when she goes out is probably the biggest benefit of her being a chef.

At the same time, Haotian and Yaochi, which were transformed from the stubborn stones in the pool, also did not listen to the sermon. The two boys cleverly turned into prototypes and soaked in the pool water. After seeing Yan Mo coming, they turned into cute and delicate boys.

Then for many years, the three of them ate and drank in the backyard. Yan Mo took advantage of the opportunity to release his own restaurant and cooked most of the dishes in the system memory.

After all, 1000 years, you can't even get out! ! !

And after feeding Haotian Yaochi for thousands of years, Yan Mo's cultivation base also took advantage of the trend to rise to Jinxian.

Life is not easy, after so many years of cooking, her cultivation has finally reached Jinxian.

Weeping with joy, the happy Yan Mo hugged the soft Yao Chi and cried painfully, but the person who was hugged was dumbfounded.

This is, cooking crazy?

"Tongzi, I'm so happy to think that there are two more sermons." It was so happy that it was about to cry. Did she not only have to empty the system memory, but also create new dishes?

Disturb her, she still clearly remembers that she graduated from the Department of Computer Science, and now she is almost becoming a chef of her own innovative dishes. Chef ahh.

Woohoo, her college studies were really wasted.

Thousands of years later, Yan Mo, who was so joyful that he had no love in his life, saw San Qing, who was full of energy, and suddenly felt that he had no love.

Is this the showdown between the scumbags and the gods?

It's amazing that their buttocks don't feel numb after sitting still!

Don't those who sleep for thousands of years are not stiff?

The prehistoric monks are all very powerful.