The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

"Then hurry up, we still have to guard against the attack of the six major factions."

"It'll be fine right now."

……

Ling Chi set up an iron pan, lit the hot oil, and fried pieces of stinky tofu in the pan.After a while, a foul smell wafted away.

"What... what is this?" The Ming Cultist's expression changed drastically, and he covered his nose.

"Ugh~~~~~~~~~" Some people still couldn't stand the smell and vomited.

"It stinks! Is this shit!?" Someone was suffocated by the smell.

"You dare to tease Mingjiao! You want to die!" The long knife was unsheathed, and the angry Mingjiao was about to hack Ling Chi to death.

"Don't worry, this stinky tofu just smells stinky, but it tastes delicious." Ling Chi put his finger into the blade, and only used his left thumb and index finger to clamp the cut blade, explaining with a smile.

The Ming Cultist drew his long knife vigorously, but did not move at all, and was shocked in his heart: "You—"

"Stinky tofu? Wait!" A Mingjiao seemed to have thought of something, and said in shock, "You...you are the peddler who sold stinky tofu in XX City a few days ago?"

"So the guest officer has heard about me." Ling Chi smiled, let go of the long knife, and said: "Since that's the case, the guest officer must have heard about the grand occasion that day."

The Ming Cultist nodded, and told his companions about the situation that day.After hearing this, everyone was surprised and uncertain.

"This stinky tofu...is it really so delicious?"

"It doesn't cost money if it doesn't taste good." Ling Chi smiled and said, "But each serving costs five taels of silver. I wonder if the guest can afford it?"

"Joke! Will we not be able to afford it?" The man felt insulted and immediately took money out of his pocket.

Looking at the broken silver in his hand, he took out his cuffs, looked again...he took out his belt again, and saw that five taels of silver were all there, he was relieved: "This is five taels! If it doesn't taste good, be careful to smash it Your stall!"

"..."

Ling Chi felt that something was wrong, this Mingjiao...wasn't it a bit poor?

But those people were quite rich before!

"Zhang San, did you lose the gambling again last night?" A bearded man laughed and took out a few silver coins, any one was worth ten taels: "Shall I lend you some? Just marry your sister to me, and the money There is no need to pay it back."

"Release NNDP!" Zhang San was furious: "If you hit my sister again, be careful of your lifeblood!"

"..."

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Guangmingding, the meeting hall.

Green Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao and the five scattered people came here through several tunnels.

Zhou Dian yelled, "Yang Xiao, the vampire bat and the five scattered people are looking for you!"

After a while, a middle-aged scholar in a white coarse cloth robe walked into the hall.This middle-aged scholar is about 40 years old, with a handsome appearance, but his eyebrows are slightly drooping, and there are a few deep wrinkles around his mouth, which inevitably looks a bit old and miserable.Seeing these five people, he smiled and said: "I really didn't expect Bat King and Wu Sanren to come here. Yang Xiao couldn't go far to meet them, so I hope you will forgive me."

Zhou Dian didn't appreciate it, and said in a bad tone: "Why are you hypocritical? You must be cursing inwardly. Wu Sanren's words are like farting. They said that they would never go to the Guangming Summit and would never pay attention to Mingjiao. Bring it to your door."

Knowing his temper, Yang Xiao didn't get angry, he clasped his fists and said, "Six major sects are besieging from all directions, and my younger brother can't fight alone, and he is worrying about himself. Now that Bat King and Wu Sanren look on Ming Zun's face and help each other out of righteousness, it is really the blessing of our sect. "

Seeing that Yang Xiao had a good attitude, Zhou Dian's expression turned pale, and he said, "It's good that you know."

Now Yang Xiao invites five scattered people to enter, and Tong'er brings tea, wine and rice.

Yang Xiao saw the bulging cloth bag that he couldn't afford to throw at his feet, as if someone was there, and asked, "Who did you arrest again?"

He couldn't help but kicked the cloth bag, and said: "A very interesting boy, he has a lot of connection with the Sky Eagle Sect, and recently he has been favored by the Five Elements Flag. In the future, it may fall on this boy to mediate the rift between the two parties."

Wei Yixiao said coldly: "The position of the leader of the sect is always uncertain, and the disputes in the sect are always indissoluble. With his great ability, this rift can never be resolved. Yang Zuoshi, I want to ask you a question, step back. After the enemy, who do you have as the master?"

"I..." Yang Xiao was about to answer, but suddenly smelled a strange smell, frowned, took a few deep breaths, his face turned dark immediately, and he cursed angrily: "Which bastard knocked over the pot of shit!?"

Wei Yixiao and the Wusan people covered their mouths and noses one after another, their faces were very ugly, Zhou Dian scolded: "A dung pot can't be so smelly, someone must have knocked over the dung truck."

"Come on! Come on!" Yang Xiao shouted.

Immediately, a servant ran in, but also covered his nose: "What is the master's order?"

"How did this stench come from!?" Yang Xiao said angrily.

"This... seems to have come from the bottom of the mountain." The servant said with his legs swinging.

"Nonsense!" Yang Xiao was furious: "The mountain is hundreds of meters away and hundreds of meters high, how could it float up!?"

"My lord, it was indeed passed down from the mountain!" The servant almost cried, "If the little one tells a half lie, the little one will be struck with a thunderbolt and die a terrible death."

"This is really strange." Seeing the servants' swearing, Wei Yixiao and Wu Sanren's anger subsided for a while, but they became interested in the stench from the bottom of the mountain: "The stench that can float up from the bottom of the mountain is because someone put all the dung trucks in the world. Pulled over?"

Yang Xiao snorted coldly, waved his servants back, and said, "Go, go and have a look!"

After the words fell, he stepped out of the living room first, and everyone followed immediately, heading down the mountain.

As soon as everyone left, they saw a man in gray robes flashing out, his eyes were gloomy: "Mingjiao thieves! Let's see how long you can survive the cholera!"

The cloth bag shook suddenly, attracting the attention of the man in gray.

Turning around to see the bulging cloth bag, it must have caught someone.

This man can't stay!

Murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the man in gray, and he poked at it with his finger.

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Chapter 92 Blue Winged Bat King

At the foot of the mountain, Ling Chi's small stall was crowded with Mingjiao people. The clothes of the first few who had already eaten were messy and unsightly. The people behind saw that the stinky tofu was so delicious that it made people lose their composure, and their sense of anticipation grew stronger. .

For some reason, the stench didn't seem to be so bad, but there was an indescribable aroma, which aroused the gluttons in the stomachs of the people and made them urge again and again.

"Little brother, hurry up! My stomach can't wait."

"It's fine."

……

Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and Wu Sanren couldn't help being amazed when they saw this scene.