This fellow Taoist in front of me...
Can't see through!
You have to know that Zhang Guolao and Lan Caihe are among the Eight Immortals and are the backbone of the Heavenly Court. They are top-notch beings who will receive invitations to the Peach Banquet. Their cultivation and experience are not comparable to those of ordinary gods.
However, looking at the Taoist friend in front of them who looked to be in his twenties, they couldn't see through him!
Not simple! Not ordinary!
The two people's originally casual expressions suddenly became serious!
They knew that there were countless powerful beings in the world, and some of the more low-key gods were people they had never seen or even heard of.
Let’s not talk about anything else, just talk about the monkey who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace. His master is still a mystery to this day!
Until now, no one knows who taught the monkey.
There is an existence that can teach such a perverted monkey, but no one in the Heavenly Court knows about it. This in itself is a very terrifying existence!
Thinking back on it, this restaurant definitely appeared out of nowhere and I had never seen it before.
And if the Second God had not passed by and seen it with his own eyes, even his own spiritual sense would not have been able to detect it.
Even now, when I released my spiritual sense, it was all blank and I couldn't detect anything.
After discovering this, their evaluation of the hotel owner who looked extremely young rose to a higher level.
Zhang Guolao and Lan Caihe exchanged a glance, then stepped forward, bowed, and said, "I am Zhang Guolao (Lan Caihe), honored to meet this Taoist friend. May I know his name?"
The God of Cookery was also curious. Although he had known the immortal for such a long time, he still didn't know the immortal's name.
"Ahem!" Yu Wuwei cleared his throat and put on the vicissitudes of life of a hermit. He said, "No need to be so polite, my two fellow Taoists. I have been immortals for a long time and haven't used my original name in who knows how many years! Besides, the so-called name is just a code name, so there is no need to be too obsessed with it. You can just call me 'Wuming'!"
He really couldn't think of any cool Taoist name at the moment, so he had to quote a common pretentious plot in novels and TV dramas and just call himself "Wuming"!
Zhang Guolao and Lan Caihe were a little confused for a moment after hearing this.
And Wuming, what kind of Daoist name is that? Is it really so long ago that I can't remember it? But what you said does make sense. A name is just a code name, just to distinguish you. It doesn't matter what you call yourself, so just Wuming is Wuming!
Zhang Guolao and Lan Caihe were at a loss for a moment. Lan Caihe even secretly wanted to use his wisdom eyes to check the other party's true identity, but found that he couldn't see through it at all!
For a mortal to become an immortal, he has to practice a lot. Those who can ascend to heaven in broad daylight are old fellows who have practiced for countless years. Not everyone is as special as Zhang Guolao who can become an immortal by eating a goblin.
The reason why Zhang Guolao was able to become an immortal was, on the one hand, because he ate goblins, and on the other hand, because he had practiced hard for decades and had reached the threshold of enlightenment.
In fact, if Zhang Guolao wanted, he could also become a young man.
In the eyes of mortals, you can transform into any image you want at will, and mortals cannot see it with their naked eyes.
But it is different in the eyes of gods. Gods all have wisdom eyes. No matter how ordinary gods transform themselves, they are exposed in front of the gods' wisdom eyes. They remain as they are.
However, no matter how they looked at this "nameless" Taoist friend in front of them, they could not see anything and could not figure out his true nature, which made them feel uneasy.
If even their keen eyes can't see clearly, then how many levels higher must the great god in front of them be than them?
Generally speaking, immortals who have cultivated their wisdom can see through the illusions of immortals of the same level or even several levels higher. As among the Eight Immortals, Zhang Guolao and Lan Caihe's cultivation level is already among the masters in the Heavenly Court.
However, even they could not see through the true identity of the nameless Taoist friend in front of them!
When you think about it this way, it’s really terrifying!
But at the moment, Zhang Guolao is not concerned about Yu Wuwei's identity!
Zhang Guolao stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, Immortal Wuming, is this restaurant owned by an immortal? Was that aroma I just smelled a dish you invented?"
Yu Wuwei nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, it's called barbecue, and it's made by baking over charcoal fire!"
Zhang Guolao was delighted when he heard this: "Then may I ask, Immortal, if I may have a taste?"
"Of course, since I've opened this restaurant here, why wouldn't I open the door to welcome customers?" Yu Wuwei pointed to the upright refrigerator and said, "There are skewers over there. You can choose whatever you want, but no more than forty skewers!"
Zhang Guolao was overjoyed when he heard this, and happily went to the refrigerator with Lan Caihe.
The kid over there immediately got upset when he heard this and said, "My Lord, you're biased! Why can they eat forty skewers while we only have twenty?"
"Yes, Immortal, you can't do this. We also want to eat forty skewers!"
Yu Wuwei's face darkened upon hearing this, and he said sternly, "I'm a great immortal, and you're just little brats. Of course it's different! Go watch your cartoons. If you don't want to watch them, I can turn them off!"
The naughty kid immediately shut up when he heard that, pouted and turned back to continue watching the cartoon.
This won’t do. The cartoon is so good, how can I give up?
Seeing these naughty kids turning their heads away obediently and not daring to say a word, the God of Cookery almost knelt down to Yu Wuwei!
It's so fucking awesome!
Who in heaven dares to speak to these little ancestors like this and call them little brats?
Except the Jade Emperor, there is no one!
Then, even the Jade Emperor couldn't be like the immortal, who could make the little ancestors sit down obediently with just one word!
Faced with this situation, the God of Food, who was at the bottom of the food chain in Heaven, was completely conquered by Yu Wuwei!
Elsewhere, Zhang Guolao and Lan Caihe had already picked out forty perfectly stacked skewers and handed them to Yu Wuwei. Then, they said, "Sir, we had hot pot at the last Peach Banquet, but it wasn't satisfying. Do you have any here..."
Yu Wuwei nodded and said, "I'm not some immortal here, I'm just the restaurant owner, and you're a customer, so don't be too nervous! Just sit there and wait!"
Yu Wuwei felt a little awkward being addressed as "Sir, Sir" so respectfully by an old man who looked older than his grandfather.
Yu Wuwei put the skewers on the oven, then went to the kitchen to get out the simmered hot pot and base, and called the God of Cookery: "You know this too, mix it for them!"
"Oh!" The God of Cookery was overjoyed and happily prepared hot pot for Zhang Guolao and Lan Caihe.
It is definitely an honor to be ordered to do things by such an awesome immortal!
You must do your best!
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