I am the God of Cooking. I fed the whole mountain to the sky.

And a pot....

Only then did everyone react, and only one of the ribs of this meat pill bone sword was eaten.

Hong Bai was stunned for a moment, "Fang Xiaoyou, you don't have too much psychological pressure, relax and eat, absorb better." "

Besides, it won't be all right.

No matter how powerful an alchemist is, there is always nearly half of the waste pill in each furnace.

This big pot of braised pork ribs is already very good if it can be made into two or three.

Not to mention such a groundbreaking attempt.

Fang Qi was urged, no longer hesitated, and devoured ribs one by one.

"Phew!"

The familiar wolf howl sounded, the fierce sword qi, and the treasure light that fell from the sky.

"Phew!"

Another bone sword spat out.

Wolf howl, sword energy, treasure light.

"It should just be Fang Xiaoyou's luck, and he ate it one after another."

Hong Bai smiled.

But gradually, his face became demented.

Fang Qi seemed to eat a quasi-one, and the bone sword he spit out didn't stop!

The treasure light continued to fall from the sky as if it didn't need money!

Accompanied by the rich aroma of sauce, there were more and more bone swords flying around Fang Qi.

"Hiccup~"

Fang Qi stretched out his chopsticks and wanted to clip them, but found that a large pot full of braised pork ribs was eaten accidentally!

He couldn't get enough of it, so he dipped the juice with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth to taste it.

There are 20 ribs, all of which are meat swords!

None of them failed!

Looking at the flying swords like a flock of birds, Hong Bai was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

100% success rate?!

How much control does this have to be?

I'm afraid that even the grandmaster doesn't have this level, right?

The other disciples were surprised now, but they didn't have time to look at the flying sword for the time being.

Seeing that Fang Qi hadn't put down his chopsticks yet, Liu San was anxious.

"Senior brother, this meat is for you to eat, you should always leave some soup!"

"That's it, brother! Don't eat it! Du Yu'er was also anxious, feeling that if they didn't remind him, Fang Qi would be able to drink all the soup in this pot!

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Fang Qi scratched his head in embarrassment and put down his chopsticks.

The mouth is still tasting a wonderful taste.

Seeing that his new master didn't take care of himself, 20 bone swords were not happy!

They kept circling around Fang Qi, and they also made a sad cry similar to grievances, like a wronged little daughter-in-law!

But they were all like this, and Fang Qi still didn't pay attention to them.

It's like I'm not interested.

Bone Sword is uncomfortable, and Bone Sword wants to cry.

No wonder Fang Qi, he was still swimming in the ocean of taste, not noticing everything around him.

"Haha, it's so beautiful!"

Liu San filled a large bowl of rice and scooped the soup into it in a panic.

The brown sauce soaked in the crystal white rice looks very tempting.

Steaming hot, he hurriedly took a big sip.

After this mouthful, he could understand why Fang Qi was crying just now.

It's so fragrant!

He can make five bowls of rice with this sauce alone!

"Liu San! You stinky shameless, scoop so much!

Du Yu'er was distressed and anxious, but she was ruthless.

It is also a large spoonful of hot soup poured over the rice.

Soon she couldn't talk anymore, buried her head in the bowl, and most of the bubbling rice was wiped out in a while!

The originally thin belly also bulged slightly.

But she didn't have enough to eat at all, so she immediately went to add another bowl, and still beat the rice.

The other disciples weren't happy.

"Senior brother and sister, why didn't you put the dishes and chopsticks just now!"

"You two can't eat any more! The rest is not enough for us to share! "

They didn't have a bowl in their hands, and they couldn't grab it at the first time, how could they let Du Yuer and Liu San eat the second round!

The first one reacted, and the disciple who ran back to get the bowl was about to rush to scoop the soup.

A figure of brush stood in front of him.

It was Elder Hong Bai with small eyes and a small belly!

"Elder, why are you still robbing our disciples?"

The disciple's tone was full of grievances.

Hong Bai was also a little embarrassed.

As a Yuan Baby, relying on cultivation to grab in front of him seems to be a little immoral.

But he couldn't help it!

I haven't been able to eat meat just now, so I have to have some soup!

This fragrance is so gluttonous!

Not to mention that he could only watch Fang Qi finish all the ribs by himself before!

Live torture!

He would rather lose his first-order cultivation than do it all over again!

There's no way, if you let these posterity eat first, I'm afraid that even the bottom of the pot will be scraped clean when it's his turn!

He smiled slightly awkwardly, and with a wave of his robe, several bottles of pills appeared in each disciple's hand.

"This is the second-grade snow pill I refined, which contains a rhyme, and I can wish you to enhance your divine sense."

That's okay, right?

He was arrogant, this was a second-grade pill that contained his Yuanying cultivation understanding!

Put it in some small ratios, it can be used as a prize for the competition!

But in this way, the disciple still seemed hesitant, and seemed to be reluctant.

Halfway through, he gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Elder Hong, don't scoop too much!" There are so many more people behind us! "

No, Elder Hong, you don't have any chopsticks in your hand!" A sharp-eyed disciple noticed that he was empty-handed.

Hong Baile hehe, waving his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not needed."

This is not difficult for him Yuanying.

Vigorous spiritual power burst out from him, and the pressure belonging to the Yuan Infant spread.

The spiritual power seemed to be tangible, rolled up the soup in the pot, and turned into a round ball under the urge.

The same is true for rice.

The two converge and become one.

The rice is full of soup and has a tempting brown color with fat.

"The Great Law of the Shape Spirit!"

Du Yuer screamed!

This set of exercises can shatter the affairs shrouded by spiritual power, and attack invisibly, which is the original exercise created by Elder Hong Bai Yuanying, and has a great reputation.

But now, Elder Hong Bai is actually working with all his strength with the Yuanying Technique in order to be more flavorful!

Just for the perfect blend of white rice and soup!

Outrageous went to grandma's house!

"Live and learn, haha"

Hong Bai was hungry, grew his mouth, and swallowed the rice ball in one bite!

His body shook violently, it was so delicious!

Due to the loss of consciousness after tasting the taste, his exercises also stopped, and a small amount of soup dripped onto his white robe.

How can Hong Bai have half of the dignity of a great elder, he is completely a gluttonous old man of the people!

It's not enough, it's just a mouthful!

Seeing that he hadn't left yet, the disciples behind him all protested.

There was no fear of Elder Yuanying at all.

For this mouthful, where can you take care of so much!

Elder Hong Bai saw Wei Jitong looking at him, so he smiled and let go.

He can still tell the difference between a meal and a meal.

The last disciple, holding the flatbread, scraped and scraped against the bottom of the pot.

When the inside of the pot is completely clean and translucent enough to be used as a mirror, I put it down unwillingly.

If it weren't for everyone, he would really want to lick it directly!

Liu San noticed that a disciple was sneaky, and shouted, "What are you doing!"

The disciple quietly put the small half bowl of soup in the storage bag.

Seeing that he was discovered, he didn't dodge: "I'll keep the noodles to eat, and I'll kill you!" "

Holy!

The other disciples were all shocked.

How could they not have thought of it!

This little taste must be excellent when used with noodles!

Everyone regretted it.

After everyone finished their meals, they slowly turned their attention to the bone sword that had been left out in the cold.

The bone sword buzzed and swirled, as if it was about to cry.

Aren't they a thousand-year-old spiritual artifact?

How could no one bother with them!

Something must have gone wrong, they want to reopen!