Chapter 189 The News Spread, the Situation Is Surging

One hundred thousand mountains and rivers stretch as far as the eye can see, endlessly, with overlapping peaks.

Suddenly, from the mountains and rivers, there was a violent whistling sound, and a black spot flew from a distance, constantly enlarging.

This is a black goshawk, very huge, its feathers are galloping and hunting, the goshawk's eyes are very sharp, exuding a chilling light.

There was an eagle's cry, loud and clear to the sky, and there were many birds flapping their wings in the hundred thousand rivers.

On the eagle's back, sits a young girl wearing a warrior robe. The girl's long hair is tied into a ponytail, which looks very capable and simple. .

Sitting on the eagle's back with a longbow on her back, the gust of wind howled and was blocked by an invisible shield. The girl who was not affected in the slightest was happily eating the spiritual fruit.

"Brother Diao, master told us to go to the imperial capital of the Qingfeng Empire, you fly slowly." The girl stretched out her white and tender palm, patted the eagle's head lightly, muttered with a smile, and continued to eat the food in her hand. Spirit fruit.

The eagle soaring high with its wings rolled its eyes in a humane way, and galloped out.

...

Mahayana Island, a huge island floating in the vast sea, has many majestic buildings standing on the island.

In a nine-storey tower, in a secret room, a figure sits quietly cross-legged. The aura of his body is constantly rising and falling, as if there are strange fluctuations circulating, and a faint golden qi lingers around his body.

A golden relic rotates, and Sanskrit sounds are chanting from it, giving people a sense of calmness and calmness.

After a long time, the relic fell down and floated into the man's hand, and he put it away with his backhand.

"In the battle of Tianxuanmen, the cultivation base that was almost beaten was regressed... This old man can't give up just like this, Bu Fang...Fangfang Xiaodian, just wait for me."

The person sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden light overflowed immediately, illuminating the entire secret room.

Zhao Musheng stood up slowly with a solemn expression. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Ruge walked in slowly and respectfully, and when he saw Zhao Musheng standing with his hands behind his back, he immediately bent over.

"It's Ruge, why, is something important going to happen to Emperor?" Zhao Musheng asked with a gentle smile when he saw that it was Zhao Ruge who came.

The expression on Zhao Ruge's face was a little excited, and he looked at his father, "Wang Ding, the ghost chef, has entered the imperial capital of the Qingfeng Empire, and he has even been to Bu Fang's shop."

"Oh? Ghost chef Wang Ding? Doesn't he live in seclusion in Qingyang Town?" Zhao Musheng didn't change his face.

"That's right, it is Wang Ding, the ghost chef who claims to have traveled all over the mainland. Ji Chengxue hosted a banquet and invited him, and there is a very important news... spread."

"Traveling all over the continent? Hehe... This old man is still as thick-skinned as ever. Come on, what is the important news?" Zhao Musheng twitched the corner of his mouth and gave a slightly disdainful smile.

Zhao Ruge glanced at his father, and said solemnly: "The first prize of the Baijia Banquet is a seed of the five-pattern Enlightenment Tree, and that seed... sprouted in Bu Fang's shop."

boom! !

A surge of aura burst out from Zhao Musheng's body immediately, Zhao Ruge was hit by this terrifying force, his whole body took a few steps back, and hit the wall of the secret room.

"What did you say? Five-pattern Enlightenment Tree? Is this news true or false?!"

Zhao Musheng's eyes were slightly opened, very excited.

The five-pattern Enlightenment Tree is recorded in the Buddhist Zongshu Pavilion on Mahayana Island. It is a magical spiritual tree that can make a seventh-level war saint realize that he has entered the realm of an eighth-level war god. It can emit mystery and help epiphany. As far as the seventh-rank battle saints are concerned, they all have indescribable temptations.

But isn't it said that the five-pattern Enlightenment Tree is already extinct? Why does it still appear...and it is in Fangfang's small shop.

"This news came from the imperial palace. The ghost chef Wang Ding said...it should be true." Zhao Ruge stroked his chest to relieve the oppression in his chest.

That's the one who opened the mouth.

"Hahaha! God help me, Bu Fang, Bu Fang, you won't die if you don't do it! As long as the old man spreads the news, how will your small shop be able to win the battle among many seventh-level war saints?" Existence under siege? Even... the eighth-rank god of war will take action! At that time, there is no need for me to take action...you are already finished!" Zhao Musheng laughed heartily.

Zhao Ruge looked at the laughing Zhao Musheng, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Father, there is a supreme beast at the door of Bufang's shop..."

"What a supreme beast! You heard their rumors, have you ever seen a real supreme beast? That is a supreme existence... How could it be possible to lie at the door of a small shop as a watchdog?! Maybe it's just an eighth-level spirit beast That's all... But even the eighth-rank spirit beasts can't protect Bu Fang against the piles of seventh-rank war saints, or even eighth-rank war gods."

Zhao Musheng never believed that a supreme beast would lie at the door of a small shop. He had seen a ninth-order supreme beast with his own eyes. paste.

Zhao Ruge was choked and didn't know what to say.

Zhao Ruge continued to laugh, turned around and walked out of the secret room, "This old man is going to contact the ancestors of other sects. Those old guys who are afraid of death have been unwilling to join forces. This time there is a five-pattern enlightenment tree. I don't think they can sit still." Can sit still."

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In the early morning, Bu Fang opened the door of the small shop, walked out of the shop with drunk pork ribs exuding a strong meaty aroma, and placed the drunk pork ribs in front of Xiao Hei.

After stroking the food dog who was refreshed by seeing the drunken ribs, Bu Bianyi turned around and returned to the kitchen to start the daily business.

Fatty Jin came with his fat man army in a mighty manner. When he stepped into the small shop, he greeted Bu Fang and started ordering food. He was already familiar with the road.

He ate almost all the dishes in Bu Fang's shop, but he didn't feel bored in the slightest. This is a bit miraculous, maybe it's because Bu Fang's cooking skills are so good.

When Fatty Jin and others left, Ouyang Xiaoyi came bouncing around, followed by her three silly brothers, Ouyang Sanman, these three were rare visitors.

"Hey, Boss Bu, I'm a bit greedy for wine today, let's come to the altar of ice heart and jade pot wine." Ouyang scratched his head and smiled at Bu Fang.

"Do you want a distiller's lees fish? The current food and drink are also good." Bu Fang blinked, and his face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

But Ouyang Wu hastily waved his hands, he will not be fooled by Bu Fang again, he just ordered this Bingxin Yuhu wine and distiller's fish lees, but after drinking the wine, eating distiller's lees fish has no taste at all... It was a waste of yuan crystal.

Bu Fang turned around regretfully, and while Ouyang Xiaoyi was giggling, he walked into the kitchen and took out a jar of ice heart and jade pot wine.

"In a short while, there will be a new wine, you can come and taste it, the taste is definitely better than Bingxin Yuhu wine." Bu Fang said seriously to Ouyang Sanman.

The eyes of the three brothers lit up immediately, Boss Bu was about to release new wine, so he had to join in, the three brothers nodded excitedly.

...

In Fengxian Tower, Qian Baosheng looked at the woman in the loose robe in front of him without love, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Why did this woman come back again? Didn't she already leave the imperial capital?

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your little life, Boss Qian, is going well." There was a smirk on Ni Yan's beautiful face, and Qian Bao was covered in hair. It is definitely not good for this woman to show such a smile. With good intentions.

"My... aunt, didn't you leave the imperial capital? Why are you back?" Qian Bao's face was almost wrinkled, crying.

"I want to cook Boss...'s dishes, can't I go back to the imperial capital? Stop talking nonsense and ask someone to empty the kitchen for me. I just learned a dish and I want to ask Boss Bu for advice." Ni Yan said.

Qian Bao is so angry... If you want to ask Boss Bu for advice, shouldn't you go directly to Boss Bu's kitchen... How can you bully people like this!

Qian Bao wanted to say something, but he was stared at by Ni Yan's beautiful eyes, and immediately shrank back, thinking of the terrible cultivation of this beautiful and outrageous woman, forget it, let's bear it.

You are amazing, you are awesome, the kitchen is left to you!

Afterwards, Ni Yan occupied the kitchen of Fengxian Tower excitedly, messed around for a while, then left happily with a lunch box, heading towards Bu Fang's small shop.

Tang Yin couldn't laugh or cry when he looked at his hot-tempered master. He took a few Yuanjing and stuffed them to Qian Bao. After apologizing to Qian Bao, he followed Ni Yan's footsteps.

Qian Bao trembled, glanced at the Yuanjing in his hand, then put it away silently, pursing his mouth.

"It seems... not a loss." 8