Late Night Cafeteria: A Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man at the Start

"Damn, damn, let me eat that kind of dirty food, so humiliating me!" In the embassy of the Holy Light Church, Bishop Thomson was furious.

The paladin George on the side, with a hint of helplessness on his face, persuaded him: "Master Bishop, since you don't want to eat it, just take a bite, why did you eat all the six shaomai?"

Bishop Thomson's face became stiff, he stopped his incompetent and furious behavior, and his whole body fell silent.

What can he do? After eating the first bite of shaomai, all the cells in his body are eager, his stomach screams in his stomach, desperately wanting more shaomai.

Before he knew it, six shaomai had been swallowed.

Moreover, Thomson had an idea that he strongly rejected, but it was always lingering.

He seems to like the smell of pig offal.

"I am one of the two cardinals of the Holy Light Church second only to the Pope! How many delicacies in this world I have never enjoyed before, so why do I so obsessed with the taste of those few pig offal shaomai?"

The reason why Bishop Thomson was angry was not just that he felt humiliated, but more importantly, he felt that he was depraved.

Paladin George suddenly said: "They must have done it deliberately. Could it be that they discovered our 25's plan and that's why they deliberately embarrassed you?"

Bishop Thomson calmed his mind, once again restored the grace of the second in command of the Holy Light Church, and affirmed: "If they can't find out, I will find it strange. I used to be a dignified maneuver."

"However, I thought it was a foolproof plan, but I didn't expect it to be defeated."

Paladin George said: "This is Cliff's dereliction of duty. Using the power of Snake Fruit, the dishes made were easily defeated by the No. 66 contestant of Xuanlong Country. Should you punish him?"

Bishop Thomson shook his head, recalling the illusion created by the shaomai, and sighed: "This time I underestimated my enemy. I can't think of the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon of the Profound Dragon Kingdom, a young man with such a powerful soul chef. Yi, tell the person in charge of the church embassy and ask him to collect as much information as possible about the No. 66 contestant."

"Yes, I will make arrangements!" Paladin George retreated.

On the other side.

Sitianjian branch of Jianlai City, in a secret quiet room.

Since the end of the Imperial Soul Cooking Competition, Zhou Xuan was taken here immediately, before he even had time to meet the three of Ling Xinzhu.

"Congratulations, Zhou Xuan, for being the top champion in this Royal Soul Kitchen Contest. Not only did you win the competition, but you also defeated the conspiracy of the Western missions." Sitian Supervisor Zheng Yin Zhong looked at Zhou Xuan kindly and smiled. .

The first time I faced this kind of big boss, even if Zhou Xuan At the moment did not radiate the domineering, but in my intuition perception, I was facing a sea of ​​Wangyang.

"The reward for the first name in the Imperial Soul Cooking Competition has long been announced, and you must know that it is these three first-class masters of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism who have changed your fate for you, making you a genius who can practice the three teaching methods!"

Jian Zheng stroked the goatee growing on his chin, and said, "But I still want to warn you that you are greedy and not chewing. Although you can practice the three teaching methods in the future, it is best to choose a method you like to focus on. Practice."

Although the celestial master Zhang Pinwei is the oldest of the four, he has a heart of innocence. He couldn't help but said: "Old Yin, don't give it to the mother-in-law, first give the reward to the Zhou boy, I will come first!"

The dust in Zhang Tianshi's hand gently swept over Zhou Xuan's head, and thousands of white filaments were scattered and turned into thousands of white lights and penetrated into Zhou Xuan's body.

Heavenly Master Zhang could only hear: "Boy Zhou, you have five element mixed spiritual roots in your body. I can refine several attributes for you while improving the purity of the spiritual roots. Do you want to keep the spiritual roots of that attribute? It's best not to exceed them. Two kinds."

Zhou Xuan replied without thinking, "I want the spiritual root of fire."

As a chef of the imperial soul, he is naturally inseparable from fire.

Zhang Tianshi chuckled and said, "Well, you have to grit your teeth and don't scream out in pain!"

Zhou Xuan suddenly felt a ball of Fire burning violently in his body, and a stream of pure auras from Zhang Tianshi's body, through the filaments hanging down from the dust, constantly penetrated into Zhou Xuan's body.

Pain, the sharp pain of Fire burning!

Zhou Xuan was sweating profusely, like a fish out of water, lying helplessly on the ground and breathing heavily.

In just ten minutes, Zhou Xuan felt as if he had been struggling in pain for ten days.

"Okay! The old way not only has purified the fire roots for you, but also has a wind roots, which will help the fire, and it will be good for you in the future." Zhang Tianshi's voice became a little hoarse, he took the dust back, and his own breath became a little sluggish.

"The old way is a bit expensive. If you want to go back to Yuyou Mountain to cultivate for a period of time, you need to take a step first."

Zhang Tianshi's figure disappeared into the quiet room.

Ling Zang Bodhisattva took another step forward, and didn't say much at all, oh yes, he couldn't talk.

Ling Zang Bodhisattva slapped Zhou Xuan's forehead directly, and the Buddha's light shined all the time.

Suddenly Zhou Xuan found that his memory became extremely clear. It was his soul that had penetrated into this world, and he received the memory of the original body. Naturally, he did not remember many things that the original body had forgotten.

But at this moment, every picture and every voice heard since the original body opened his eyes, clearly emerges in the memory.

More than that, Zhou Xuan's own past life memories also surfaced one by one, clearly.

At the beginning, he was stuck in the hospital due to illness, so he could only use various movies, novels, games, and animation works to cultivate his sentiment.

Because the works he has seen are too many and complicated, some of them have been forgotten by himself, but under the light of Buddha, he recalled all of them. Every word in the novel is remembered, and every picture in film and animation is engraved in his mind. Among.

"It turns out that this is turning on Su Hui?"

Ling Zang Bodhisattva stopped casting the spell, his whole body became dim, and then he waved goodbye to the others in the quiet room.

In the end, only Yan Yuan, a Confucianist, was the only one who wanted to build a literary palace for Zhou Xuan.

"Zhou Xuan, I will use my talents to help you open up a literary palace and raise your realm directly to a Confucian ninth grade child student."

"However, at the moment of opening the literary palace, you will get the attention of Wenquxing. At that time, you need to have a clear mind, and you will unconsciously read an article, or a poem, or a word."

"If you want to go further on the road of Confucianism in the future, don't forget what you are reading."

Zhou Xuan nodded.

Yan Yuanyasheng waved his hand, and patches of talent fell on Zhou Xuan's head like a spring rain.

In the sea of ​​knowledge, the God of Cooking sign-in system quietly disappeared, and a quaint palace emerged.

This is the literary palace of Confucian scholars!

Suddenly, a star appeared on Zhou Xuan's head.

The extremely bright star in the middle is the source of strength for Confucian scholars-Wenquxing!

In this world, Wenquxing is the brightest light.

It sheds starlight, and a little bit of starlight penetrates into the Zhou Xuan Wen Palace.

A turbulent mood forced Zhou Xuan to vomit.

He thought of a poem, and then read:

"The golden talisman of the purple mansion descends on the jade platform, and the feathers of the Jing Zhuang cover the three platforms;

The Lei Wen fights in succession, and the stars are opened first.

Discuss selflessness and claim the highest virtue, which breeds self-order and long-term talent;

From then on, the gods, the demons, and the ghosts were determined, and it was inconvenient for them to fall into the grass. "

Hum~

At this moment, Wenquxing suddenly burst into violent light, and a huge amount of starlight poured into the Zhou Xuan Wen Palace. .

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