Steamed fish, boiled fish, braised fish, charcoal grilled fish... all the famous and unknown cooking methods in the world. In order to make the master happy, Tao Yao tried them all.
Yes, the master was really happy after eating. No, he was stroking his round belly again, lying in the shade of a tree and basking in the sun, stroking his beard over and over again. Not to mention how comfortable it was.
Tao Yao gritted her teeth: "Master, today is the tenth day."
"oh."
oh?
Does Mr. Cen know why she has to work as a cow and a horse for ten days? Is it because she feels that cultivating immortals is boring, so she wants to change her career to a cook?
Some people said that as long as he is happy, he can accompany her to the finals. If he is happy, it is okay to save her life in the finals!
Just for this reason, she swallowed her anger and tried her best, okay?
Who would have known that before dawn, when Tao Yao was dressed beautifully and ready to go to Tumi Palace to show off her talents, she asked her master to carry her to the waterside and said she wanted to eat a pot of pickled fish.
Is this still a practitioner? This is not a human being!
"Little fellow Taoist, it's time for you to wash the pot."
This light command made Tao Yao burst into anger. She kicked over the pots and pans, threw the shovel to the ground, and stomped on it three times angrily.
"Master Cen, it's been ten days. I've been up early every day, waiting for you to eat fish, and I've washed the pots. I've served you hard and without complaint. But then you didn't allow me to go to the competition. You're old and disrespectful, you betrayed your promise, and you broke your promise—"
Tao Yao scolded her heartily. Master Cen picked up a piece of grass, picked his teeth, then stood up and said to Tao Yao: "Let's go."
"ha?"
Tao Yao instinctively retreated. Although this old boy looked kind on his face, he was actually rotten in his bones. Could it be that she had scolded her a few times and wanted to re-educate her as a teacher?
"Aren't you going to the finals? I'll take you there."
The happiness came so quickly that Taoyao couldn't accept it for a moment. She said blankly: "...Thank you...Thank you."
"I don't dare. I've eaten your fish for ten days. If I really dared not to send you away, I don't know what you would scold me for!"
"Uh..." Daqing, or was she wrong?
Master Cen stretched out his hand and summoned two clouds, one that looked like a flower for him to ride on, and a cloud that looked like malnourished withered grass and gave it to Tao Yao.
Tao Yao hugged the white clouds as delicate as toothpicks tightly, fearing that she would fall, and silently comforted herself, beautiful clouds, ugly clouds, those that can fly are good clouds.
"Little fellow Taoist?"
"ah?"
"Why did you come to Kunlun?"
It seems that she has nothing to do when she comes to Kunlun. It's all about chasing ducks? If there is a reason, is it because there is a thick and beautiful thigh on Kunlun Mountain?
Adhering to the concept of having good things right in front of her and not using them for nothing, she stayed?
Of course, this truth must not be told to the Master.
Tao Yao tried hard to recall herself when she was young, and acted like a good student. She said categorically: "Master Cen, I am here to practice."
Master Cen raised his lips slightly and asked with piercing eyes: "Really? If my little Taoist friend goes to the school for spiritual practice, then why did my little Taoist friend and I spend ten days together day and night, but never asked me a question about my practice?"
Tao Yao smiled on her face, but was shocked in her heart.
I thought that in the vast Kunlun Wonderland, hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators were living carelessly, but I didn't expect this cheerful, addicted to fishing, and greedy for food and drink, but he was confused on the surface, but he understood in his heart.
Thief, really an old thief!
When dealing with an old thief, you can't be careless. After all, she is a monster but not a human being. If you accidentally miss the mark, she will become the old thief's meal.
Tao Yao's mind suddenly changed: "Master Cen, I'm here to take refuge."
"Escape?"
Tao Yao was a little entangled, hugging Xi Yun tightly with one hand, covering her eyes with the other hand, and said with infinite sadness: "I have been naughty since I was a child and often got into trouble, but my parents love me and have always indulged me.
Not long ago, when the elder of the clan was in seclusion for cultivation, I accidentally trampled on his most beloved magic weapon, causing him to almost become possessed and destroy his cultivation.
No, no matter how much my parents love me, they can't stop the anger of the elders, and I will be accidentally beaten to death by the angry tribesmen, so my brother hurriedly protected me and escaped from home."
Master Cen looked at Tao Yao and asked in disbelief: "Little fellow Taoist, do you call this naughty?"
"if not?"
"..."
"I just ran away from home, and the elders chased me so hard that I almost couldn't fly. I didn't want my parents to send their white-haired people to black-haired people, so they sent me to join Kunlun to recruit disciples. Brother thought, if I can have some shitty luck,
Even if Kunlun takes a fancy to him, the elders cannot kill Kunlun."
"Your brother is quite smart."
Seeing that Mr. Cen had no doubts, Tao Yao was a little relieved. However, this story about Tao Yao, the real protagonist, was actually true.
"My little fellow Taoist, you are very naughty when you come and go. No wonder you dare to do things that blaspheme the immortal as soon as you come to Kunlun."
Is this considered blasphemy? If Mrs. Cen saw the "Erotic Palace Pictures" given to her by her second brother, what words should she use?
"Little fellow Taoist, aren't you afraid that if I find out that you are good at mischief, I will tell Dan Qiu that you are not suitable for going to the Burning Hen Mountain?"
That’s okay!
"Master Cen, you say I'm fooling around. There's nothing wrong with me. But if you say I'm not suitable to go to the Burning Hen Mountain, that's a big mistake. People like me should go and learn from Jing Shangxian.
After all, it is unbelievable that after so many years, I have become a good disciple that the Master is full of praise for."
"Little Daoist, if you cook the fish well, you can speak better."
"The master praises me erratically."
In a blink of an eye, we reached the sky above Tumi Palace. There were about a thousand people standing in front of the palace.
Tao Yao was busy looking around the clouds, but she heard Master Cen say solemnly: "Little fellow Taoist, if you have the ability to go up to the Mountain of Purification, I won't stop you, but as a master of the school, I need to remind you that on the way to practice,
There are no shortcuts.”
"ha?"
Master Cen didn't give any explanation. He waved his sleeves and the clouds began to fall.
Why is there no shortcut?
If it really doesn't exist, why is the Monster Clan's book "How to Become an Invincible Monster in the Shortest Time" a banned book?
It was just banned because it was too real!
Looking from the top down, the Tumi Hall in the final venue was less noisy than the previous days and more quiet and solemn. More than a thousand onlookers, each wearing bright new clothes, were surrounding the ring in eager anticipation.
What are you looking forward to? They can't be looking forward to the old and strong Master Cen, or her new disciple who is not worth mentioning. They are looking forward to the immortal above the beautiful scenery.
Tao Yao glanced at the nine finalists in the ring and asked puzzledly: "Master Cen, how come there are not many people coming to join in such a big event like the finals? Could it be that seeing others being able to climb the Mountain of Burning Hatred, the cultivators
You are so jealous that you don’t want to come?”
Master Cen raised his eyebrows and snorted: "In this arena, there are more than 100,000 Kunlun disciples. They are either disabled or beaten so hard that they cannot see anyone. Why do you think no one came to watch the finals?"
Thinking of those senior brothers who were burned beyond recognition by their senior brother, Tao Yao felt deep sympathy.
"I heard that senior brother is the most ruthless?"
"It should be said that everyone is ruthless."
"Master Cen, is it okay for immortal cultivators to be so cruel?"
"You also said that they are cultivators, not immortals. Besides, they are so cruel. Who is the instigator?"
"Well……"
Taoyao decided to keep her mouth shut, lest Master Cen would be taken away by her again before the finals started.
While they were talking, they landed on the ring, and the eldest brother and the eight finalists all came forward to salute: "Master, you are polite."
"Danqiu, you are in charge of Kunlun. Are you having a good time this time?"
"..." The senior brother looked embarrassed, but behind him, the second senior brother, the third senior brother and the fourth senior brother were snickering happily.
Master Cen frowned: "Why are you laughing again? Danqiu has played too much, but you have not gone too far? It's just a fifty-step smile, a hundred steps, and you have the nerve to laugh?"
"..." The four of them lowered their heads, all looking disgraced.
"Who's winning?"
The eldest brother laughed dryly and pointed at himself, the three senior brothers, and the few behind him.
Tao Yao, who was standing at the back, quietly poked her head in. Except for the four senior brothers who were male, the other five were two male and three female. The three female ones were all extremely beautiful.
Speaking of which, she had been in Kunlun for a while, but she didn't meet a senior sister. The last time she watched the battle at Siwei Mountain, she was far away and she didn't have the chance to see clearly who looked good or bad.
Thinking of this, she immediately looked around and found that most of the thousand people who came to watch the finals were female disciples, and each one was prettier than the last, which made Tao Yao's eyes go straight.
Could it be said that cultivation is directly proportional to appearance? Otherwise, why would the mountains and plains of Kunlun be filled with beauties? Compared with them, she was actually extremely ugly...
I am not afraid of being ugly and unique, but I am afraid of being beautiful and uniform. Thinking of this, Taoyao's head is even higher.
The senior brother raised his hand: "Master Cen."
"What?"
"Didn't you say that in today's finals, Immortal Jing Shang will come to Tumi Palace in person?"
"Are you anxious?"
"It's not that I'm anxious, it's that everyone is anxious."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of impatient cheers was heard, and everyone raised their necks at a 45-degree angle and looked up at the sky.
There was a person floating in the sky. He neither soared into the clouds nor wielded a sword, but just walked over. His walking was strange and incredible. He covered hundreds of meters and a thousand kilometers in just one step. There was a stream of light under his steps, which was as bright as snow.
, when he got closer, snow began to fall outside Tumi Palace.
In the pitter-patter of white snow, fairies appear on the scenery.
"Greetings to the Immortal Jingshang——" The cultivators all lowered their heads, and no one dared to raise their eyes to look directly at the Immortal Jingshang, except Tao Yao.
As expected of the beautiful thighs she chose, the more she looked at them, the more they suited her aesthetics, and they made her feel more and more unbearable. She wished she could start the finals immediately and start her dream journey of seducing beautiful thighs.
Jing Shangxian nodded slightly: "Master Cen."
"Meet the Immortal."
"The ten-day period has arrived, and I am here as promised."
"It's hard work for the immortals."
"Master, you don't have to be like this."
"In the scene, the Immortal and the Kunlun cultivators competed in the arena for ten days, and nine winners were determined. Including Tao Yao, the new disciple who was exempted from the exam, there are ten people in total. At this moment, they are all here, just waiting for the Immortal to pose the question."
Jing Shangxian glanced at the ten people at random, and when his eyes passed Taoyao, Taoyao hurriedly expressed her feelings to him. However, Jing Shangxian seemed not to notice, and looked away calmly.
What does this person mean?
Didn't you visit her at night a few days ago? Why did she act so alienated and cold in public?
"When Master came to Pinhen Mountain, he once said that there were disciples in the mountain who were at a loss as to how to practice. Then he hoped that I would agree to accept one of his disciples and train him personally?"
"yes."
"Master, when it comes to teaching and educating people, no one in the mountains can compare with Master."
Master Cen waved his hands eagerly, with an unworthy and fearful look: "The Immortal is too modest. Yes, as a Master, I may know better about teaching people, but that is not what the disciples in the mountain want.
For Kunlun cultivators, the existence of the Immortal King is unparalleled. If the Immortal is willing to accept someone by his side to train him, it will be an excellent supervision for the cultivators."
The immortal in the scene did not speak.
No, is it possible that he will regret it now? This chapter has been completed!