Text_Chapter 1911: Chef Wang

Chapter 1911 Chef Wang

Whoever can find the Holy Son first will have the absolute initiative. ? WwW.suimeng.lā

even!

Can control the entire Holy Buddha Realm.

Although it was the Holy Son who selected him, he was secretly looking for the Holy Son.

Long eyebrows are looking.

Other elders are also looking.

The host is also sending people to look for it.

Everyone wants to be the first to find the Son.

There are many more envoys from the Palace of Paradise in the Western Buddha City, but... after a few days, no one has found the legendary Son.

The matter of the selection of the Holy Son has become even more important.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

"The selection date has been set."

"Three days later, it will be held in the Great Hall of Bliss in the Western Buddha City. The first round is the comparison of Buddhist practice."

...

for a while.

The entire Buddha City was boiling over it.

Every Buddhist wants to give it a try, because becoming the Son of God is an extremely glorious thing, and it is also a dream thing, flying to the sky in one step.

The key is,

All people do not know who the Son is.

That means.

Anyone can become the Son of God, and the threshold for this selection is relatively low, anyone can participate.

This also seems helpless for the Paradise of Paradise.

They can only use this method to select, not to miss anyone.

Western Buddha City was packed with people.

teahouse,

Everyone in the hotel is talking about the selection of the Holy Son this time. Latest and fastest update

"Who do you think will be the Holy Son?"

"It's hard to say, but... I heard that there will be three Holy Sons appearing in the three Thundering Sons this time."

"The prosperous age of the three holy sons has never appeared before. If the three holy sons are born, the evil spirits will have nothing to hide."

"I heard that a young man appeared in Donglin Town. He has never cried since he was born. He has a Buddha seal on his body. He has been extremely talented since he was a child, especially in the study of Buddhist scriptures. It can be said that he is better than some eminent monks. He is This time the popular candidate."

"I've heard that too, but that kid's martial arts is too weak. The selection this time is not only a selection of Buddhist practitioners, but also a selection of martial arts. There is a young man in Nanyuan Town who is very powerful. He was born with the blessing of the Lord Buddha, I heard that he hugged Nanyuan Town by himself."

...

Various voices of discussion.

The gate of Buddha City.

Although the Western Buddha City is not as majestic as the first Buddha City, it is shrouded in a peaceful light, and it should be the last pure land of the Holy Buddha World.

in front of the gate.

Long Fei slightly raised his head and looked up, looking at the two giant Buddhas, looking into the distance.

At this time, several people ran past him, "Hurry up, the last day of the Holy Son's selection is for registration, if you don't hurry up, it will be too late."

"I must be that Son of God." A man in rags rushed into the city frantically.

Not only him.

There are all kinds of people, farmers, merchants, ladies, children, women.

Long Fei had never seen such a grand selection, and thought to himself: "Do you all want to be the Holy Son?"

Long Fei also quickened his pace.

There are 100 registration points in the Buddha City, almost every day is full of water.

You can't even squeeze in.

Long Fei exhausted the strength of his boss to squeeze to the registration place, and said, "I want to register."

"what is it call?"

Before Long Fei could speak, a man next to him, who was still holding a cooking spoon in his hand, held his nose and said, "Me? My name is Chef Wang."

Immediately afterwards.

A big pen fell down, "Chef Wang."

"alright!"

"This is your ID card. You can go in and select after you read your name."

Handed a bamboo stick-like identity card to Long Fei's hand, and then shouted, "Next!"

That Chef Wang wanted to sign up.

Unexpectedly, the owner of the restaurant in the distance shouted, "Chef Wang, come back to me, there are guests."

Chef Wang was a little reluctant, but he was even more afraid that the boss would deduct his salary, so he grinned and said, "Maybe I am the legendary Son of God."

Reluctantly squeezed out of the crowd.

Long Fei held the identity board and looked at the words 'Chef Wang' written on it, feeling a bit dumbfounded.

Too many people signed up.

No one cares what your name is, because... no matter what your name is, as long as you are not the Son of God, no one will remember your name.

If you become the Son, no one will remember your name.

because.

Others will only know you as the Holy Son!

Suddenly.

The crowd rioted, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, stay away from me, do you hear me?"

Not far away, a dozen strong men made their way through the crowd.

The strength of the strong man is not weak.

Hundreds of people squeezed around, but they all stood still, and their cultivation was not low.

In the distance, a young man in a purple and gold cassock, with a bald head, walked slowly.

There is a ray of light on his body.

Everyone was shocked.

"Buddhists in Luoyue Town?"

"It's really him!"

"There is still a Buddha's light on his body."

At this time, many people knelt down and worshiped.

A disciple of the Buddha is a precious status. A disciple selected by the Buddha is actually a disciple selected by an eminent monk, but he has some researches on Buddhist cultivation that ordinary people can't match.

The Buddha's eyes were a little cold, and he didn't look at the people around him. He walked forward, put his hands together and said slightly: "Buddha, Lin Yuan."

Write down the name and pass it up with both hands.

Lin Yuan took it, and then walked away slowly. For some people who knelt down and worshiped him, their eyes were still cold and they didn't even look at him.

Long Fei smiled in his heart: "Buddha?"

"I don't know where there is even the slightest bit of Buddha-likeness. Just such a cold and cold idiot wants to become a holy son, but his brain is squeezed by the door?" A man next to Long Fei scolded disdainfully, "Just don't let me meet you like this little boy!" If not, let him go to the Lord Buddha with a punch."

Long Fei glanced at the man beside him.

Strong physique.

It's a bit like Piccolo in Dragon Ball, but with a different skin color and no horns on his head.

He glanced at Long Fei and said, "What are you looking at? I can make you see the Lord Buddha with a single punch for a cook like you."

Very crazy, very violent.

finished.

He strode away.

Long Fei shivered slightly, and smiled slightly.

Just when he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly tightened.

at this moment.

The man who left suddenly stopped.

far away.

A woman in white was walking on her tiptoes, stepping on a lotus flower with every step, her body seemed to be floating on the ground.

Not only that.

The appearance of the woman is also a holy appearance.

With a shallow smile, smile to everyone around you.

Compared with the Buddhist disciple Lin Yuan just now, she is the real Buddha.

Lin Yuan's expression changed slightly.

A dozen strong men around him immediately understood and rushed forward.

Long Fei's brows tightened, and he couldn't help reminding, "Be careful!"

At the same time, Long Fei also stepped forward.

at this time.

The man who looked like the big devil Piccolo suddenly moved, "Boom!"

The clothes on the upper body exploded immediately, heavily blocking the eight strong men.

The other eight strong men bumped into from the other side, Long Fei's eyebrows twitched, and the aura burst out from his body, as if he was a powerful force rushing forward.

"shock!"