MTL - The Sage Who Transcended Samsara-~ Fan Wai (1)

A new era, a new era.

Qian Yun sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the Universal Realm in his hand, and focused on watching the live broadcast projected on the opposite wall.

The "Goddess of Heaven and World Realm Kitchen God Contest" hosted by Moon Palace is nearing its end. At this moment, the last two players will compete for the title of God of Kitchen before the "Guanghan Fairy" Ruan Yu writes, and the winner will not only be hailed as The **** who holds the corresponding authority, and can also get a bottle of Guanghan wine "laurel wine", which can extend life for 90,000 years, and has the effect of reborn.

In the lunar palace, Qing Hui is bright and clean, as if wearing a layer of silver gauze, Ruan Yushu, the "Guanghan Fairy" bathed in it, sitting on his knees a few times after the first case, straight, focused, serious expression.

Although her face was vague, she still had an amazing impact, making Qian Yun admire in her heart, worthy of being recognized as a stunning beauty among the fairies.

Ruan Yushu directly opposite the center of the palace, a half-height copper furnace towering, spraying the flames mixed with dark green and dark, thick and dirty, heavy, and the heart of hope was throbbing.

Beside the copper furnace, stood a man in a black robe with loose hair and a sickly handsome facial features. It was Dong Shuli, the "Killer King" who appeared first. It is said that he was descended from the descended former chef **** and inherited the other's All the mantles, but do not open a new path by themselves, the sword took a sharp approach to the extreme, winning all the way, not only because of the cooking style received many criticisms, but also because it is more delicious every time, won the recognition of regardless of rivals.

He arched his hand as a salute, and said coldly:

"The natural way, the more dangerous and the more beautiful and splendid, the food is no exception. Only in this way has the mundane" **** eat pufferfish "saying, today I use the" ghost-faced jellyfish to be `` seven-step mangrove juice '' ghost ghost 蜈Tooth `` jealous anger python sac '' eats the golden poisonous bird's stomach and other five poisonous things, supplemented by the burning of 'nine yin demon fire' and the manipulation of the heaven and earth's poison king power. The evil hour came out and cooked a "nine dead and no regret soup", which was extremely poisonous and extremely delicious. A bowl of fairy people would also taste it. If you take a vulgar bite, the aftertaste of Yin Cao Difu will return! "

"Of course, the fairy is a legendary power. She can only enjoy delicious food without worrying that the toxicity will affect her too much."

After speaking, Dong Shuli's acupuncture points lit up one by one, emitting different lights, forming a colorful match, and the sound of the sounds seemed endless. It seemed to be poisoning the void, and the bright and beautiful inside the mustard ring was hidden with horror and terrible. The ingredients are drawn one by one, and according to the mysterious law, a specific amount is slowly put into the copper furnace, and it is burned by the "Nine Yin Demon Fire".

Gradually, the magic fire weakened, rising only at the bottom of the copper furnace. Depending on the time, it was constantly changing under the control of the "Heaven and Earth Poison King Gong".

After the "Nine Dead Don't Regret Soup" entered the final and longest brewing stage, Qian Yun waited for the audience to see an ordinary-looking woman set foot in the hall, wearing a dark blue dress, giving people a dull feeling, it is today's scramble. Du Xiaozhi, the "Mr. Xiao Du" with the title of Chef.

Mr. gentleman, the master comes first, no matter whether it is men or women, in the way of food, Du Yizhi is enough to be called Mr., because of his participation in the "Gods of the World Realm Chef God Contest", there is also an "Mr. Du" Angelica Du, Therefore, she is "Mr. Xiaodu", and the cooking style is peaceful and returning to the true. The more ordinary the dish is, the more unforgettable it is, and it is welcomed by the vast majority of audiences such as Qian Yun.

Du Yanzhi's solemn salute, convergent look said:

"This time, all I have to do is a bowl of porridge."

A bowl of porridge? How can a bowl of porridge reflect cooking skills? How can it be compared with the "nine dead and regretless soup", which is a kind of culinary complex, scarce materials, dangerous and involuntarily close to you? Qian Xuan hugged the pillow, biting the edge, his heartbeat slammed.

"This bowl of porridge will be based on 'Longya Rice', with the sweetness, thoughts, pain and loneliness that I have turned around for 37 years, and will be made with 'Seven Love and Six Fire Techniques', followed by the recitation of Buddhist scriptures. Read and other auxiliary materials. "Du Yanzhi's eyebrows softened, as if immersed in memories," This bowl of porridge, I named it "I can't ask for it", I can't ask for it, there is bitterness in the bitterness, but it is difficult to hide the original Sweetness and heartbeat, that is the most beautiful, most memorable and the most impossible to go back in the past, drink this bowl of porridge, remember this taste, there will be no second bowl, because all my feelings in this regard have been wagered here , Can't make a second bowl again, just like the person who was in the beginning, can only look at it from a distance, but cannot. "

She talked a little messy, but her voice was low, immersed in people's hearts, heard Qian Xuan and other inexplicable feelings in a strange calm, and then watched her perform the "seven emotions and six fire tactics" and began to boil the bowl "can not ask Porridge.

As time passed, the "Nine Dead Soup" was first completed. The copper furnace was opened, and a drop of water just like an upside down starry sky fell into the jade bowl. It was just a small half, crystal clear. It can show different colors and beauty because of different angles. It was amazing, and the fragrance was even more amazing. The servants of Yuegong who were serving around couldn't help swallowing saliva, wriggling their throats, and felt an appetite that was unimaginable in the past.

Ruan Yushu's solemn and solemn expression was like facing the most pious things in the heavens and the world, holding up the small bowl, closing his eyes, and taking a sip.

After a moment of quiet aftertaste, she drank it bit by bit, regardless of the image, until the "Nine Dead and Don't Regret Soup" bit by bit, her face turned red and blue, but all recovered quickly.

"After drinking, there is a kind of delicious taste of fireworks in my mouth, which is extremely exciting, brilliant and extremely delicious." Ruan Yu commented concisely, then took another small bowl and sipped. Qiongyuyu liquid, wash away the previous feelings, so as not to affect the next judgment.

Dong Shuli showed a smile that was hard to conceal, and stepped aside, waiting for Du Xunzhi to finish the porridge.

After a while, Du Fuzhi opened his own furnace tripod, pouring out a bowl of seemingly ordinary white porridge, but the maids of the moon palace around first sniffed, then closed their eyes, revealing a sweet and beautiful expression of satisfaction, As if it was just the scent that let them taste the essence of this bowl of porridge.

The white porridge was delivered to the case in front of Ruan Yushu, and the maid immediately showed a look of loss, sorrow, thought, pain, but longing. It seemed that it was not a bowl of porridge. "White Moonlight."

Ruan Yushu closed his eyes again, held the jade bowl, stirred the spoon, and took a snack.

Her whole body seemed to be still there, and she didn't return to her mind for a long time. The corners of her mouth sometimes twitched and sometimes throbbed, but she was more happy than she was.

I do n’t know how long, she opened her eyes, black and white, crystal clear and bright like a moon, gently said:

"Simple deliciousness is not as good as 'Nine Dead Don't Regret Soup', but for every taster, I will have a deep feeling in my heart. This is the taste in my heart, this is the taste of memories. I want to keep slowly to taste . "

"The winner of the` `All Heavens and Realms Chefs Contest '' is Du Yanzhi."

After speaking, without looking at the expressions of the two, and not paying attention to the discussions in the World Realm World, Ruan Yushu took out the lamb fat vial and flew to Du Yizhi, smiling lightly and elegantly:

"This is a wine made from the flower of the laurel laurel tree for thousands of years, supplemented by the peach blossom. It can last 90,000 years and can help you reborn and have a quiet charm."

Du Yizhi was rejoicing and immersed in the emotion just now. He smiled complexly. He took the "laurel wine" and couldn't wait to taste it. It was not for the purpose of extending his life.

At the entrance of Gan Min, she went into her heart indifferently, and suddenly Du Duanzhi had a feeling that he was drunk. The emotions of the missing, sweetness, joy, pain, unwillingness, loss, and wandering just precipitated one after another, leaving only satisfaction. And calm.

In front of him was a hazy, cold moon hanging high, clear and bright, as quiet as the bottom of his heart.

It is not that he has forgotten the past, but that he has got rid of the shackles. His life has all kinds of experiences and experiences that belong to him, all of which have nothing to do with him, his likes, his sweetness, and his pain have nothing to do with him.

Looking at the bright round, looking at the cold and noble moon palace fairy, Du Xun's heart slowly flowed a poem:

Mingyue was there, and Zeng Zhaocai returned.

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