New White Snake Asking Immortals

On the top floor of the restaurant, Bai Yujun slowly admired the scene.

It is said that the private room actually occupies almost the entire top floor. In addition to the exquisite lifting pavilion for guests, there is also a lifting device for waiters, which can accommodate hundreds of people and hold large banquets.

The decorations are very tasteful and add color with vintage plants.

Various flower pots with strange shapes are decorated everywhere according to the formation. The spiritual fruit trees are full of fluorescent light, and the spiritual flowers of different sizes and colors emit a delicate fragrance. Each spiritual plant is at least a thousand years old. The aura in the building is rich and incomparable. Some small families are in trouble.

Maybe someone came unexpectedly, and the furnishings on the top floor needed to be changed, so the maids were busy silently and orderly.

The extra seats were removed, screens were brought in to change the layout, and new cushions were laid.

There are no doors or windows on the south side and it is completely open. The outside terrace is equipped with railings, so you can enjoy the night view inside the building and drink and watch the moon on the terrace.

The sweet-looking little maid felt that Mr. Bai Yu was not that difficult to get along with.

Quiet and indifferent, it looks like a smile, but in fact there is a kind of coldness that is high above the nine heavens. It is close in front of you, but far away in the horizon that is difficult to reach. It is like two worlds. At least you don't have to worry about making things difficult for your little maids.

"Senior, do you need dance music?"

Bai Yujun thought about it seriously.

When you come to a restaurant, the main purpose is to taste the delicious food. There is no need to dazzle your eyes and affect your appetite.

"Just listen to the music, don't dance."

The maid bowed her head to show her understanding, took a few steps back and turned around to make arrangements.

Soon, groups of female musicians holding various musical instruments went upstairs. They lowered their heads and silently walked behind each screen. Many of the instruments had strong wild characteristics. They started playing when they were ready. Although it was far inferior to the heavenly music, it was still good. Very rare.

The clear sound is like spring water, melodious and melodious. At the beginning of the spring dawn, there is a continuous cold rain, and then the chirping of birds changes in an unpredictable way.

Seeing the mysterious girl nodding, Xiaojiabiyu's maid secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the ornaments and decorations had been rearranged, she brought an exquisite jade plate and placed it on the low table.

Touching the magic circle with a light touch, the jade plate casts a virtual shadow.

Various dishes are projected, there are hundreds of them densely packed, and they are all foods with rich spiritual energy. It is dazzling and looks very appetizing.

He handed Bai Yujun, who was sitting at the table, a jade pen that could be used to order dishes.

Moubai glanced at all the dishes, drew circles on ten dishes in a row with his pen, and then put down the jade pen.

The maid looked at the circled dishes, first confirmed the style, and then offered a few kind words.

"These ten dishes are pure and elegant, the spiritual fruits are sweet and crispy, the fragrant rice is as white as jade..."

Before he could finish his words, Moubai shook his head.

"In addition to these ten dishes, I want all of them, plus 700 kilograms of fresh animal meat. Don't worry, I'm not short of money. Let's serve the dishes quickly."

"..."

The cute little maid was stunned for a moment before bowing her head and retreating. She prepared a bunch of words such as "Danran Chuchen" at the back. It seemed that she was no longer needed. Master... it was indeed different.

Bai Yujun sits with his elbows resting on a soft cushion on a low table, enjoying the night view. Right in front of him, a hollow decoration of exotic flowers and auspicious clouds carefully crafted by master craftsmen is like a picture frame. In the picture, there are terraces, lakes, city lights and starry sky, filling the world. Fireworks.

There is no curfew in the city, the night is noisier than the day, and the whole city is brightly lit.

The fat-headed cat returned to its tiger form and didn't pay attention to the scenery outside, just waiting for meat to be served.

Moubai glanced at his mount.

This guy was just a monster in the mountains at first. After becoming a mount, he could easily break through with his cultivation. He usually bullied the rookies based on his profound cultivation, and occasionally used the aura of the big monster to scare others. His actual fighting ability was worrying.

It's not okay to go on like this. The reason why Bai Bai is lazy is because he is tyrannical.

He has participated in countless tragic wars.

You don’t even need the fighting experience in the Awakening inheritance. It’s no joke to call yourself a tyrant on weekdays, but the mount is a weak-skinned rookie who pretends to be a tiger and a dragon. It seems that changes need to be made. At least let this guy be able to compete with Monks of the same level must not fall behind in a fight with demons, otherwise they will lose face.

Fat Hu, who was sitting obediently waiting for the meal, felt something was wrong.

He glanced at the shop owner quietly from the corner of his eye and shuddered immediately.

Something's wrong!

He stepped on his paws uneasily and peeked at the boss from the corner of his eyes. He found that his eyes were still wrong. Fat Tiger always felt that something bad was going to happen. All he could do now was to be as obedient as possible and make himself look like the best person in front of Mr. Obedient students.

Soon, the maids served fresh animal meat that had been processed and full of evil spirit, and placed it all in front of Fat Tiger.

A certain dragon squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth to smile. Fat Tiger's whole body trembled with his gaze. Then, he heard the boss say in a kind tone.

"Eat, eat more. Only when you are full will you have strength. From today on, I will give you homework."

After speaking, he waved his hand and pushed the fresh meat to Fat Tiger.

Be calm...

The fat tiger hinted over and over again that he had to hold on still, pretending to turn his head as if nothing had happened, and looked at the boss with a sleepy and dazed look on his huge tiger face. He didn't know what homework was, but he was sure it wasn't a good thing, and it was very scary!

Seeing that the tiger was not eating, Moubai instantly became cold-faced.

"Didn't you hear? Eat quickly, eat it all right away, right away."

The frightened fat tiger lowered his head and ate without saying a word. He tore the meat off and swallowed it without chewing. The seven hundred kilograms of meat was like seven kilograms of barbecue. The frightened fat tiger swallowed it in three or five mouthfuls, and then ate it as fast as possible. After digesting it, he still didn't dare to look at the boss, and only dared to peek out of the corner of his eye.

Bai Yujun nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good. Once you've eaten, you'll start doing your homework."

Then, Fat Tiger and the cute little maid saw a paper umbrella appear in Bai Bai's hand.

Fat Tiger, who was in charge of the store, could tell at a glance that this umbrella was very expensive. He had seen with his own eyes that the boss used crystal clear spiritual bamboo to make the umbrella ribs, pounded the fragrant fairy grass into a pulp, and then used it to draw the purple energy of the morning sun and the night of the full moon. The moonlight is injected into straw pulp to make white paper. In short, it is a paper umbrella with complicated workmanship.

Suddenly there was a writing brush in my little hand. I dipped the tip of the pen with some saliva and started to draw on the umbrella surface. I drew a lot.

In the past, only one picture was painted on the paper umbrella, but now almost the entire umbrella surface is painted in a circle.

There are mountains, forests, deep valleys, ancient buildings, caves, rivers, lakes, seas, etc.

After finishing the painting, he put away the brush and threw the paper umbrella towards Fat Tiger. The paper umbrella opened on its own and sprinkled mysterious starlight on Fat Tiger's head.

Immediately afterwards, Fat Tiger disappeared.

And the umbrella covered with ink paintings has a tiger...

The maid was at a loss when she brought the dishes and put them on the table. She didn't know what happened. The powerful demon disappeared unexpectedly. She knew that the umbrella was a treasure, so she inevitably felt greedy in her heart and wanted to possess it. But what did her reason tell her? Don’t even think about it without seeing it, let alone talking about it.

Serving food and tea honestly, greed can indeed promote progress, but excessive greed can easily kill yourself.

Bai Yujun tasted the dishes leisurely, while the little maid served the dishes.

The Fat Tiger in the Paper Umbrella Secret Realm was attacked. It was very real. First, it was ordinary low-level monks, monsters, demons, and ghosts. The Fat Tiger easily beat these inexplicable guys into ink, but after beating one batch, another batch came, sometimes appearing alone. , sometimes appearing in groups, and their strength also increases from the initial Qi refining stage.

A certain Bai said vaguely while eating.

"I copied the opponents I had killed in the secret realm, monks who were good at all kinds of weapons, magic weapons, and techniques, all kinds of monsters that ran on the ground, flew in the sky, and swam in the water, evil cultivators who were good at refining corpses and practicing evil methods, and all kinds of ghosts. , there are also paranoid and crazy demon cultivators, etc. What you have to do is to defeat them. You must remember that if you are injured, you are really injured, so work hard."

The paper umbrella rotates slowly, and the tiger in the ink painting on the umbrella jumps up and down...

Too lazy to care about the maids around me or whether they secretly remember the conversation.

Start focusing on the food in front of you.

Braised, steamed, cold and stewed fish breasts in soup and dipped in sauce, large and small plates come and go like running water, the braised pork is shiny and shiny, the bamboo shoots are fragrant and the crab is fat, the white goose and brocade pheasant are fresh and crisp, behind the screens on both sides The musicians played beautiful music, and Bai Bai enjoyed the night view and ate happily.

I took pity on the fat-headed tiger in the secret realm of the paper umbrella. He fought off a wave of opponents and another wave came. He roared loudly and struggled to break through the level.

After eating about sixty or seventy dishes, Moubai slowed down his eating speed.

The little maid who had been waiting beside him left for a while, and soon returned to the low table to serve tea and water.

"Senior, our boss has been waiting outside the door for a long time. We just want to ask for some advice in person."

Bai Yujun, who was eating and listening to music, was not surprised. When he appeared at the door of the restaurant, the news quickly spread to all the major forces in the city. It was normal and a normal phenomenon in the cultivation world.

It just so happens that I am a little interested in this young restaurant owner, so I would like to meet him.

"Can."

The little maid was obviously relieved.

Nodding to another maid waiting in the distance, the message was quickly passed to the one outside.

The pavilion reached the top floor, and there were footsteps approaching.

In fact, monks can walk silently, but they must make footsteps that are neither light nor heavy to inform the other party that they are approaching, showing respect and politeness. Approaching quietly is a sign of ignorance of the rules. What if they are thought to be malicious.

Several maids quickly placed low table cushions on the side, briefly placed a few desserts and tea, and then quickly returned to the screen.

A middle-aged woman came in, wearing a light pink dress and a light blue dress. She was dressed simply but still had a luxurious temperament.

The woman walked to the side and bowed respectfully to salute.

According to the rules of the cultivation world, those with higher cultivation levels are considered seniors. She knew that her cultivation level was not as good as that of the mysterious girl, so she naturally had to regard herself as a junior, otherwise it would be a provocation.

"Junior Tuyue, pay homage to senior."

Although he lowered his head, his eyes were attracted to the paper umbrella from the moment he stepped onto the top floor.

She was sure that this paper umbrella was of the highest quality. It floated slowly in the air and shed starlight. The white paper was like an ancient moon. Its spiritual energy and charm made people want to be immersed in it. If it weren't for the distinguished guests, she would have sat down cross-legged and started. Enlightenment.

Bai Yujun glanced at the restaurant owner. Well, he was indeed a young man, much more pleasing to the eye than some four-armed blood god.

"sit down."

"Thank you, senior, for the seat."

He bowed again and sat down carefully and respectfully.

Moubai picked up the river delicacies with a tassel and tasted them leisurely. It was very fresh and he was very satisfied with the skill of the cook.

The middle-aged woman named Tuyue knew that big shots didn't like to beat around the bush and she wanted to speak directly if she had something to say, so she said her purpose after thinking for a while.

"Senior, I would like to ask if you are the medical immortal of Baibao Pavilion in Qingyun Fairy Mountain. I have something to ask of you."

Bai, who was drinking tea and gargling his mouth, was stunned when he heard this.

"..."

Baibao Pavilion? It sounds like Qingyun Xianshan is my own store. It is obviously a grocery store, why did it become Baobao Pavilion? What's the deal with being a medical fairy?

"If you are talking about the pavilion grocery store in the mist, it is indeed me."

Tuyue looked happy and smiled awkwardly.

Grocery stores are the business of ordinary traders. They cannot be used to refer to the shops of high-level monks. They can only be called Baibao Pavilion.

"My fellow Taoist junior once bought a spiritual elixir from the temple of my seniors, which cured an age-old hidden disease. I call you the Medical Immortal of the World. My mother, my junior, was assassinated by gangsters and was poisoned. My relatives and friends were helpless. I climbed the mountain many times to seek medical treatment, but it was difficult to get through." The thick fog is finally visible today, and I asked the medical fairy to give me some elixir to save my life."

Hearing this, Moubai remembered the monk who did not choose the paper umbrella and chose elixirs for his practice.

He helped promote it, but he only promoted alchemy and medical skills. This really left Long speechless. Didn't he see so many treasures? If I see him again, I will definitely help him cure his eye disease. It's a pity that he can't see clearly at such a young age.

"I obviously opened a grocery store, but ended up becoming a drug dealer. Alas..."

Mou Bai raised his head and sighed.