Chapter 271: Venerable Asura Gate

Qingfeng Empire, Border Town.

Thousands of miles away from the coastline of the Qingfeng Empire, there is a majestic and towering city that looks like a colossus. This city is very huge and covers a vast area.

The border city is the largest city in the Qingfeng Empire's defense line, and has a long history. It is also known as the three ancient cities of the Qingfeng Empire along with the imperial capital and Xixuan City.

Looking from a distance, the city over there looks like a huge God of War, standing majestically, with a rock-like quaint aura, sitting on the border of the Qingfeng Empire and guarding the territory of the Qingfeng Empire.

Outside the border town, on the vast plain, a long line of people was walking slowly. In the long line were carriages pulled by spirit beasts with powerful auras. Beside the carriages were all strong men riding unicorn spirit horses. Straight towards the border town.

The heavy horn sounded from within the border town, deafening and spreading mightily.

The gate of the border town opened with a creak, and many soldiers of the empire in armor came out of it. They slightly bowed their hands and greeted the group of troops.

Ji Chengyu was majestic and imposing, with an indifferent face, riding on the one-horned spirit horse as stable as Mount Tai. He looked at the soldiers who greeted him respectfully, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Once entering the border town, it feels like stepping into another world. The streets of the border town have been completely occupied by the soldiers defending the city. Ji Chengyu's troops entered and stagnated in the middle of the team.

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and an old figure slowly appeared from the carriage.

This is an old man in a black robe, with ravines on his face, and his breath fluctuates a bit. He folded his hands, looked at the people around him, and let out a soft breath.

Among the many generals, many figures also wearing black robes appeared, and they saluted the old man respectfully.

"Congratulations, Lord Shuramen."

The strong men in black robes spoke one after another, bowed and saluted with great respect.

The Asura Sect is not one of the top ten sects. It is an ancient sect. They have reappeared today, waiting for the opportunity to rise again, and the Qingfeng Empire is the first stepping stone for their rise.

The gully on the old man's face trembled, he waved his hands, and said to the crowd: "The high priest sent this old man here today, firstly to assist King Yu to ascend to the throne, and secondly to fight for the rise of our Asura Sect. After a long time, most of the world has forgotten the glory of my Asura Sect in the past, the hundred thousand rivers, the barren land, and those damn forces in the illusory spirit lake probably don't remember us, but soon, they will recall the past. The fear of being dominated."

Fanaticism suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Shuramen.

Ji Chengyu squinted his eyes at this scene, a wave of ripples appeared in his heart, and his face became even more dignified.

This Asura Sect...is the power behind Mahayana Island, Zhao Musheng's backer, and now...it is Ji Chengyu's backer, and Ji Chengyu's backing to regain the throne.

However, he has always been very clear in his heart that this Asura Gate is definitely a double-edged sword, and it is a very sharp double-edged sword. If it is not used properly... it will not only hurt the muscles and bones.

...

Wuliang Mountain towers into the sky, like a long sword rising into the sky, straight into the sky.

Among the mountain gates of Tianji Sect, in a dilapidated two-storey wooden house, an old man with white hair and white eyebrows was sitting cross-legged, holding a few yellow jade charms in his haggard hands. Suddenly, he opened his eyes. There seemed to be a bright light flickering in the eyes.

The yellow jade talisman in his hand immediately floated up, suspended in the void, forming a strange pattern.

The old man's face was full of solemnity, he took a deep breath, pinched the strange mark with both hands, and pointed at the jade talisman.

Strange blood seeped out from the jade talisman, and the strong smell of blood spread throughout the two-storey wooden house. The old man was frightened immediately, and his eyes shrank slightly.

"The murderous Asura sect...is born again. Why is this evil sect so stubborn? It seems that the southern border is about to stir up a bloody storm again.

"The old man muttered a bit, and heaved a long sigh.

As soon as the handprint was turned, the blood on the yellowed jade talisman disappeared immediately, and the jade talisman fell into his hands. The old man narrowed his eyes, as if he was estimating something in his heart.

"It's the Qingfeng Empire again? Why are all the major events happening in the Qingfeng Empire these days?" The old man's face trembled, a little weird.

"But this time...the Qingfeng Empire may be in great trouble."

...

In the early morning, the sun shines into the room, dispelling the coolness of the night.

Bu Fang opened his eyes, yawned comfortably, stretched his waist, he was still comfortable in his own room, got out of bed, and after Bu Fang finished washing, he came to the kitchen.

Yufu hasn't gotten up yet, and Xiao Xiaolong hasn't arrived yet.

Bu Fang came to the stove, turned the kitchen knife around, and began to practice knife and carving skills. After a few days of practice, Bu Fang missed this kind of feeling.

After practicing knife and carving for a while, Yufu came down from upstairs, and after saying hello to Bu Fang, she went to her own stove to practice knife and carving.

"Xiao Xiaolong hasn't come yet? Practice for a while, and when he arrives, we will start the assessment." Bu Fang frowned and said.

Yufu nodded obediently, blinked her eyes, picked up the prepared ingredients, and began to chop vegetables continuously.

Bu Fang put the large kitchen knife away, and started to cook the drunk pork ribs. After a while, the rich meaty aroma wafted through the entire kitchen. Yufu's face was full of intoxication when smelling the aroma. , compared with Bu Fang, her cooking skills are still far behind, the difference can be seen just from the aroma of this dish, she still has a long way to go!

Holding the drunk pork ribs, Bu Fang opened the door and walked out of the shop.

In the early morning of spring, the temperature was still a bit cool, and a gust of wind blew in, spreading the aroma of drunk pork ribs in Bu Fang's hands, which was extremely charming.

"Xiao Hei, it's time to eat."

Bu Fang placed the drunk ribs in front of the big black dog who was still lying at the door, and said calmly.

Xiao Hei lazily and sleepily opened his dog's eyes, and glanced at the Drunk Ribs in front of him, the dog's mouth pulled, as if he lost the excitement of seeing the Drunken Ribs before.

The fat dog's humane expression immediately gave way to Bu Fang, what's going on?

But when the black dog's dog nose sniffed the drunk pork ribs, the dog's eyes lit up in an instant, and he glanced at Bu Fang resentfully, Xiao Hei couldn't wait to eat it on the porcelain plate , It looks like I have been hungry for several lifetimes.

Bu Fang raised his eyebrows, and after stroking Xiao Hei's soft, undyed hair, he stood up and prepared to go back to the shop.

But as soon as he walked to the door, he saw Xiao Xiaolong's figure slowly approaching from the alley.

"Do you usually come so late? Then what kind of knife and carving do you practice?"

Bu Fang looked at Xiao Xiaolong, and said directly, with a bit of sullenness in his tone.

Xiao Xiaolong couldn't help shaking his whole body, slapped his head, his face turned dark, he forgot that Bu Fang had come back, and he was used to being lazy when Bu Fang was not in the shop for the past few days...

"Go into the kitchen and test your knife skills and carving skills. If you fail, hold a heavy kitchen knife and practice knife skills and carving skills all day."

Bu Fang seemed to have guessed something, snorted coldly, shook his sleeves, turned and entered the kitchen.

Xiao Xiaolong's face turned black as if he had been wiped with ashes.

After entering the kitchen with a mournful face, he saw Yufu who was already practicing diligently, and immediately felt even more headache.

Bu Fang pulled a chair and sat down, looking at Yufu and Xiao Xiaolong blankly, his eyes full of scrutiny.

"As my chef apprentices, I hope that you will be diligent and not lazy. A real chef can only achieve success after ten years of practice. I hope you can remember this truth and practice cooking hard. Now Let’s start testing your knife skills and engraving skills, you two will compete with each other, and whoever handles more ingredients within the stipulated half hour... will not be punished.”

Bu Fang said lightly, he also came from an apprentice chef, so he naturally knows the importance of hard work.

Both Yufu and Xiao Xiaolong nodded, expressing their understanding.

Next to the stove of the two of them, there was a large pile of fat radishes, and Bu Fang's request this time was for the two of them to cut all these radishes into strips within half an hour.

Yufu is okay, her face is calm and she is not panicking at all.

Xiao Xiaolong was different, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his big eyes were rolling around, he was so flustered. (To be continued.)