Roll the noodles with your hands as thick as chopsticks, place them in a large celadon flower bowl, pour the thick beef bone soup that has been cooked for five hours, sprinkle a spoonful of stewed beef cubes on top, add chopped green onion and coarse salt. And spicy food, don’t mention the taste.
Fourteen saints, each holding a bowl——
This is what the Yingsi people are talking about.
Just eating beef noodles to fill your stomach is definitely a great event for ordinary people.
But for the saints who have been away from the world for many years and have not been stained by the world, it is somewhat embarrassing. At least the noodle shop owner and his wife stood watching not far away. No matter how they looked at it, they felt incongruous.
Although they don't know who these people are in front of them, the men are all extremely handsome, with refined temperaments, elegant and indifferent, and their every move has a special charm; the women are all slim and beautiful, with skin like jade and jade, and light eyes. Almost fainting.
Such a group of people should not come here to eat beef noodles.
"Although I have been fasting for many years, it is drizzling. Sitting in the bamboo forest on the hill and eating such a bowl of folk beef noodles, I really wouldn't change it for a god!" Li Chunyuan smiled and motioned to everyone: "Please!"
Zhao Tong'er also played with the hair beside her ears and said with a smile: "We rose from the deep sea for the last time and became holy together. We became saints for heaven, earth and people. We are transcendent and refined. From now on, we will not be born, old or sick, and our bodies will be like those of heaven and earth. , fleeing hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant is like searching a bag to retrieve something, it may not be a kind of fate. I wonder if there will be a chance to meet again in the future. It is fitting that we have a bowl of beef noodles together today."
"hehe……"
Everyone chuckled, each holding chopsticks and eating noodles.
Xin Zhuo sat between Zhe Feiyan and Yam, shaking his head, "Graduation ceremony".
Zhe Feiyan's long hair is sitting in a flying fairy bun, and she is dressed in green clothes. She looks extremely capable and handsome, especially because of her practice of destroying illusions. After becoming a saint, her eyes are as hazy as smoke and rain, like a fairy, but she doesn't seem to like eating beef, so she simply gently Pick up and put into Xin Zhuo bowl.
On the side, Yam Yao was dressed in tight black clothes, with long hair in a simple ponytail, and a seven-star Longyuan sword at his waist. He looked brave and heroic, with a pair of exceptionally bright blue eyes. Upon seeing this, he picked up the beef in the bowl and put it in Xin Zhuo In the bowl.
The bear's paws were like those of an elf, but after becoming a saint, he became more holy and solemn. Seeing the two girls acting like this, he simply put the beef into Xin Zhuo's bowl. Not to mention, he also vomited half of the beef he had eaten in his mouth. Take it out, with some drawing, put it into the Xinzhuo bowl, it is very beautiful.
Cui Ying'er, who is graceful, dignified, and seems to have great power, with a pair of fearsome fox eyes, has been staring at Xin Zhuo at the moment, as if she wants to say something, so she simply takes away the beef.
Then, the four girls were stunned together.
Su Miaojin, with flowers flowing between her brows and a bit of holiness, dressed in red, with a slender waist and an orchid heart, like an orchid in an empty valley, picked up the beef and raised it in the air. It was hard to tell whether she wanted to eat it herself or not. What to do? He glanced at Xin Zhuo and the four girls.
Xin Zhuo looked at the big bowl of beef piled high with his appetite, and half of it disappeared at once. What does it mean?
"Eh-" Jiang Wuwei's cheeks twitched and he clicked his tongue.
"What are you doing?" Cui Ying'er and Zhe Feiyan said in unison, their eyes cold.
"Hot mouth!"
Jiang Wuwei looked indifferent and ate noodles leisurely. He had always been domineering and unruly. Otherwise, how could he dare to kill so many masters in the same realm? But facing several "Xuanyuan Saints", he didn't dare to be presumptuous, especially the pervert Xin Zhuo.
Jiang Nuying looked at this and that, then smiled and smoothed things over: "Sisters, you are not only my uncle's old friend, but we have also become saints together. How polite you are!"
He blinked and said to Xin Zhuo: "Uncle, if you can't finish eating, you can share some with me."
Xin Zhuo said: "No, I came here specially to eat beef. Thank you for your treat!"
There was some emotion in my heart, except for Sai Qingzhu, Ying Jianying and the weakest Qingxuan from Beiming Mansion, all the old friends of the Jiang family were there.
Who would have thought that the "bandit subordinates", "gongzi", "blue-faced confidants", "concubines" and "concubines" who had been in the mirror all those years ago would all become saints?
He asked casually: "Are you waiting for arrangements?"
"Exactly!"
Qingxiao from Beiming Mansion, a woman with a slightly big mouth, but extremely charming, Qingxuan's senior sister, said seriously: "We are waiting for 'Sheng Linyuanqi' to become the True Yuan Saint, and for Brother Xin to become the Hunyuan Thunder Tribulation Saint. , has spread throughout the great region, and everyone in the world says that we are the strongest human saints. The ancestors and elders above naturally put us last. I have nothing to do. I heard that Brother Xin is temporarily staying in this town, so I came here for a while. .”
The great disciple of Zeng Konghai, Siwuwu, has a round face full of sorrow. It is said that he was born in a farmer's family and only started to practice at the age of thirty-six. His temperament matches the elegant name of "Siwuwu" and the cultivation level of the Zhenyuan Saint. Too consistent, he also said: "It should be today, after this bowl of noodles."
Everyone stopped talking and ate noodles in silence.
After a moment, a person from a distance flew over quickly, landed at the foot of the mountain, and walked towards him step by step.
Everyone put down their chopsticks.
coming!
"Juniors have met all the saints!"
The man arrived outside the noodle shop, saluted respectfully, and then held up the jade sign with both hands: "Master Jiang Wuwei receives the order, please go to the Fire Frost Cave 370,000 miles east!"
Fire Frost Cave, a bitter cold place, the frontline of all races!
"Come as soon as you say."
Jiang Wuwei stood up, with a trace of nostalgia on his face. He looked at the sky and sighed softly: "Everyone, take care of me!"
Even though he is the son of an immortal family on the mountain, with a transcendent status and strong strength, the three mountains are sealed, and all races do not recognize who you are, and life and death are commonplace.
Everyone stood up one after another and said to each other: "Brother Jiang, take care of me!"
"In the coming year, if you inherit Ling Yun's ambition, you will be the only husband who will wipe out all the races!"
Jiang Wuwei has not loved reading since he was a child, and his education is not high. He writes crooked poems, but he is full of a tragic, heroic spirit that never comes back and an uncompromising pride.
It wasn't until Jiang Wuwei disappeared from the horizon that everyone sat down in melancholy. However, before they could say a word, someone came from a distance again.
"Brother Siwuwu, please go to Baiyun Mountain, which is 410,000 miles to the east!"
Baiyun Mountain is an extremely dangerous place for all races, and there is a narrow escape from death.
Siwu, who looked like a country boy, didn't say anything for the occasion, just chuckled, grabbed the sign, and ran straight into the distance, free and easy.
Next are Qing Xiao, Ji Pizong and Li Chunyuan, all of whom are in the most dangerous places ahead.
The fifth person was Yam Yao. Her light blue eyes were somewhat sad, and she bowed to Xin Zhuo. No one knew what this gift meant.
The sixth place was Xiongzhao. There were some tears in her eyes. She hugged everyone seriously, suddenly grabbed Xin Zhuo's hand, took a bite, and ran straight away.
The seventh and eighth people were Ying Si and Zhao Tong'er. The two of them didn't speak. They just finished eating the beef noodles without leaving even a drop of soup and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The ninth one was Zhe Feiyan. Before leaving, she looked at Xin Zhuo for a long time and smiled miserably: "Will you remember me?"
Xin Zhuo whispered: "I will always remember it!"
Zhe Feiyan breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had settled all his worries, grabbed the sign and ran straight into the distance.
The eleventh and twelfth places were Cui Ying'er and Jiang Nuying. Cui Ying'er didn't say anything, as if she didn't know what to say. Jiang Nuying, on the other hand, had red eyes and said softly: "I am the concubine of my father." , my mother died young, and no one loved me since she was a child. It was my uncle who taught my niece many principles in the mirror. My niece is grateful and will never forget it.
I'm afraid my uncle doesn't know why we people came here to see you, because... we became holy together with you, and we know best how terrifying you were at that moment, your practice was the weirdest, your talent was the highest, your battle Your strength is the strongest and your luck is good.
The elders and ancestors have to fight against the masters of all races. If we are all gone, I hope... you can protect this world! "
As he spoke, he turned around with heavy tears, grabbed the jade token, and disappeared into the horizon.
The drizzle is like silk, and the sky and earth are hazy.
Under the awning of the beef noodle restaurant, only Su Miaojin and Xin Zhuo were left.
The mountains and rivers far and near are picturesque.
The beef noodles have cooled down, and a layer of butter is floating on them.
Xin Zhuo laughed and said, "Has it reached this level?"
"Yes!" Su Miaojin replied softly.
Xin Zhuo looked at her: "It is said that there are masters of the Holy King level and the Three Realms of Huangji in the Holy Land Cave Heaven?"
Su Miaojin said: "Yes, but there are more masters from all races."
Xin Zhuo had nothing to say.
Su Miaojin suddenly said seriously: "Actually... although the Ten Thousand Races are scary, they are far less scary than the Human Race."
Xin Zhuo asked: "What do you mean?"
Su Miaojin said: "Do you know which of the three thousand small formations is the most dangerous?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head: "I haven't studied it!"
Su Miaojin said: "Hundred Clans Abyss! Anyone who has gone to the Saint will be dead. It is where the ten major ethnic groups gather. There are at least ten masters of alien saints and tens of millions of people from the ten tribes, and they are all weird and terrifying. , extremely bloody aliens!”
"so?"
"The Medical Emperor has caused a lot of trouble. You are his disciple, you are the Hunyuan Saint. Your talent is too terrible.
Your character is destined to be uncontrollable, and it is difficult not to be feared. It is most suitable to send you there.
If you hold on forcefully, you are in danger of death! If you don't keep it, you will be in trouble! "
"Are you sure I will be sent to Baizuyuan? To die?"
Xin Zhuo chuckled. He had never believed the words of those experts from the mountains and the Holy Land.
Su Miaojin was silent and looked into the distance.
A figure quickly passed over there, and it turned out to be a pseudo-sage master personally delivering the order. His attitude was extremely polite and he smiled: "Sage Xin, the ancestors have arranged a very ordinary small formation for you. It is not very dangerous. You can practice at the same time. Guard on one side!"
As he said that, he handed over the jade token with both hands.
Xin Zhuo glanced at it and saw a line of big words on it:
"Baizuyuan, Xinzhuo, 550,000 miles southwest!"
(End of chapter)
