Chapter 182 Meow Meow
The leader of Liefeng Pavilion held the roujiamo in a daze.
She barely realized what she was doing, and had no time to think about where the Roujiamo came from. Her mouth opened uncontrollably and she took a big bite of the Roujiamo...
The teeth first felt the crispness of the steamed bun skin.
After the pastry is broken, bite down to reveal the soft and dense bun core. The marinade from the elbow completely soaked all the gaps in the steamed bun. The fragrant juice overflowed with every bite, and then you could taste the elbow meat.
——Ah, pork elbow!
The leader of Liefeng Pavilion felt as if his soul had been purified, and he was so happy that he just wanted to raise his head and sing.
Elbow meat!
When you first taste it, the elbow meat, which is covered with soup, has a slightly hot surface that is delicate and smooth, with the aroma of stew and oil intertwined. When chewing, the elastic texture and tough elbow meat have the unique elasticity and smoothness of gelatin, with distinct layers.
Such a big mouthful, firmly wrapped in the crispy and soft steamed bun, every bite is full of wheat aroma, and every bite has thick gravy flowing out...
The leader of Liefeng Pavilion looked up and felt that although his body was still on earth, his soul had already ascended to the paradise along with the delicious roujiamo, where he sang and feasted with the immortals!
“…”
After finishing the first roujiamo in no time, the leader of Liefeng Pavilion came back to his senses immediately.
She looked at her three colleagues who were in silence, and made a prompt decision, lying on the ground!
The leader of Liefeng Pavilion smiled foolishly and gathered all the roujiamo scattered on the ground into his arms: "This is vomit, you all think it's disgusting, right? If you don't want it, I will accept it without hesitation, hehe..."
The other three Pavilion Masters: "..."
You are really hungry!
"Haha, you are really not picky." The leader of Bi Yan Pavilion was the first to sneer and draw a clear line between them.
"I have no objection." Pavilion Master Mingkong said calmly.
The leader of Danling Pavilion seemed to be hesitant to speak, and in the end said nothing.
But looking at the embarrassed look on the face of the master of Liefeng Pavilion, the three masters all revealed a bit of contempt in their expressions.
…Although they showed disdain on their faces, for some reason, the three Pavilion Masters all had a strange feeling in their hearts.
Some, cracked.
——Unlike the leader of Liefeng Pavilion who would eat occasionally for fun, the three of them had been fasting for nearly a thousand years. No matter what delicacies they had, in their eyes, they should be no different from grass, trees, and dirt.
but why……
When they see the hot and fragrant roujiamo, even if they know it is vomit, their hearts will feel itchy, as if they are being scratched by a cat's claws?
Why do they unconsciously secrete saliva from their mouths?
Why, when they saw the Roujiamo being taken into the arms of the Pavilion Master of Liefeng Pavilion, they felt as if their treasures had been taken away from them, and even wanted to go forward and take them back...
Pavilion Master Bi Yan and Pavilion Master Ming Kong were still trying to suppress the impulse in their hearts, but Pavilion Master Dan Ling could bear it no longer.
He flicked his apricot-yellow sleeves with his chubby arms, stepped forward to stop the leader of Liefeng Pavilion, and shouted angrily: "Stop!!!"
The leader of the Liefeng Pavilion asked back dissatisfiedly: "Why?"
Pavilion Master Bi Yan and Pavilion Master Ming Kong also looked at him in confusion.
“……” Only then did the leader of the Danling Pavilion realize that he had been impulsive and had accidentally exposed his true intentions. He immediately felt extremely embarrassed and sweated profusely.
He thought urgently about how to explain it.
After a long while, he spoke vaguely: "...I smell a strange fragrance from this thing, it must be a precious material for alchemy, and the trialist who made this thing might also be an alchemy genius.
“Rather than letting those rough guys in Liefeng Pavilion destroy it, it would be better for me to take it back to Danling Pavilion and study it carefully.
The leader of the Danling Pavilion straightened out his lies. A light bulb suddenly lit up in his mind and he came up with a good idea. He spoke more and more confidently:
"As for the trialist who made this thing, if you don't want to accept him, then I will!"
After that, he called back the chief steward, handed him his token, and ordered: "Tell the trialist not to leave yet. I am willing to accept him as my personal disciple in Danling Pavilion!"
Chief Deacon: “……?”
Without paying any attention to the confused deacon in charge, and without further explanation, after saying those words, Pavilion Master Danling immediately followed Pavilion Master Liefeng's example and lay down directly, stretching out his arms, and put as many roujiamo as possible into his arms!
Of course, the leader of Liefeng Pavilion was not happy when his roujiamo was suddenly snatched away.
She pushed the Danling Pavilion Master and snatched back the Roujiamo, cursing angrily:
"You fat bastard, who are you calling a rude person?! I've disliked you for a long time. You lied so sweetly, but you just want to steal my food??!! You're dreaming!!! Besides, it's just taking in a personal disciple, who wouldn't——"
As she spoke, she angrily threw her token to the chief deacon: "Go and tell him that we at the Rift Blade Pavilion are also willing to accept him as our personal disciple. You see who he chooses!"
Chief Deacon: “……???”
Hearing this, the head of Danling Pavilion gritted his teeth and laughed through gritted teeth: "Good, you are such a smart scholar!"
The leader of the Liefeng Pavilion refused to be outdone: "Big fat pig!"
The head of Danling Pavilion: "Illiterate!"
The Rift Pavilion Master: "Idiot!"
“…”
Both of them were so angry that they were shaking all over. They lay on the ground, holding the roujiamo tightly in their arms, staring at each other like two enraged bulls.
The head of the Danling Pavilion took out his Flame Spirit Ring from his Qiankun bag and said, "You want to monopolize the Roujiamo? Dream on!"
The leader of the Liefeng Pavilion drew his own Lieya Knife from his waist and said: "If you want to steal my Roujiamo, you have to step over my dead body first!"
The next second, they all shouted at the same time and rushed towards each other.
A fight started!
The two of them were not even playing around, but were fighting seriously, with swords flashing and smoke everywhere, and every move was a killing move aimed at taking someone's life.
Pavilion Master Biyan and Pavilion Master Mingkong: "..."
The head of Mingkong Pavilion took a deep breath, formed a lotus seal with one hand, closed his eyes and chanted softly: "Buddha has mercy on me."
The Biyan Pavilion Master maintained a calm and detached expression, and simply wiped away the dust that splashed onto the hem of her skirt with a finger gesture: "Hmph, a fight between ants."
The two were extremely calm, as if the farce before them had nothing to do with them.
But their mask of calm did not last long.
because……
In the fight between the Master of the Crack Pavilion and the Master of the Mingkong Pavilion, no matter how cautious they were, it was inevitable that two roujiamo were blown away by the shock of spiritual power.
The two roujiamo drew a parabola in the air, and were about to fly off the platform and fall down.
Pavilion Master Mingkong and Pavilion Master Biyan opened their eyes at the same time, their pupils constricted, and their sharp gazes like hungry eagles, staring at the two roujiamo.
The flower language of Roujiamo is...
If you’re slow, you’ll miss out!
In an instant, two figures moved at the same time.
The leader of Mingkong Pavilion was as fast as the wind, stirring up invisible air waves in the air. He leaped towards Roujiamo with his two palms and opened his mouth wide: "Ah——"
The Biyan Pavilion Master was as light as a swallow. The Tingshuang sword was unsheathed in an instant. She flew towards another Roujiamo with the sword and opened her mouth wide: "Ah——"
Boom, boom.
Two sounds of roujiamo being eaten were heard one after the other.
The two Pavilion Masters held the Roujiamo in their hands, hovering in the air, and began to chew them in big mouthfuls as if they had been hungry for hundreds of years: "Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah..."
While eating, tears welled up in both of their eyes.
Eight hundred years!
Eight hundred years of fasting were destroyed in an instant!
But... being able to eat such delicious roujiamo... ahhhhhh... it's worth it! ! !
“…”
The deacon in charge watched all this in amazement.
——These are the four Pavilion Masters in their Wanling Sect who are second only to the Immortal Venerable!
And now, the two pavilion masters are fighting over Roujiamo. The two pavilion masters are addicted to Roujiamo.
He was trembling all over.
This, is this true?
He must be dreaming, right? ? ?
He wanted to pinch his thigh to wake up from the nightmare, but suddenly realized that he was still holding two tokens in his hands: one was the token of the Lord of Liefeng Pavilion, and the other was the token of the Lord of Mingkong Pavilion.
Not only did the two Pavilion Masters fight for the Roujiamo, they also wanted to take the cook, oh no, the trial-taker, as their personal disciple...
The deacon in charge was a little unsteady on his feet and was swaying.
My heart is a little unstable.
Just when he finally took a deep breath and calmed himself down, two more black shadows flew towards him.
The two black shadows came from Pavilion Master Mingkong and Pavilion Master Biyan respectively.
The deacon in charge quickly took it, took a closer look, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat:
Wow, two more Pavilion Master tokens!
The voices of Pavilion Master Mingkong and Pavilion Master Biyan rang out one after another:
"Go and tell him that our Mingkong Pavilion and Biyan Pavilion are also interested in taking him in as a personal disciple. As long as he is willing to join our pavilion, we will offer him elixirs, magic medicines, and treasures from heaven and earth!"
Deacon in charge: “…”
Deacon in charge: “…………”
The selection process of Wanling Sect is extremely strict, and there is a consensus among the Pavilion Masters that they generally will not compete for the same disciple.
The highest record in the past was that a genius with ice and fire spiritual roots that appeared once in a thousand years was fought over by three pavilion masters at the same time. But even then, the pavilion masters did not fight each other, nor did they all join in the snatching.
But now, all four Pavilion Masters have offered tokens to take that trial-taker as their personal disciple...
And the trial-taker did not have a single spiritual root, nor even double spiritual roots, but just a mixed spiritual root that was hard to tell what it was!
The deacon in charge could almost imagine what kind of uproar this news would cause if it spread.
What on earth is happening to this world?! ! !
“…”
The deacon in charge took a deep breath, and then another deep breath, and his blood pressure finally came down.
However, after glancing down from the platform, his blood pressure immediately began to soar again.
…The four Pavilion Masters on the high platform were in chaos, and the trial field below the platform was also in a mess. All the trial participants surrounded the young man eating Roujiamo. They looked like they were queuing or begging for food. It was very noisy. I really didn't know what the charm of Roujiamo was.
The noble and quiet atmosphere of Wanling Sect for so many years was completely destroyed because of a small steamed bun!
——At the moment, Pavilion Master Liefeng and Pavilion Master Danling were still fighting, and Pavilion Master Mingkong and Pavilion Master Biyan, who had just finished eating roujiamo, seemed to be joining in. The trial participants were in chaos, and the situation was about to get out of control.
This was simply not something a mere deacon like him could handle!
After thinking it over again and again, the deacon in charge wiped his sweat and instructed his men to announce the decision of the four pavilion masters to accept disciples to the trial-takers.
But he changed direction and went quickly into the depths of Wanling Sect.
…We must ask the Immortal Lord to step in.
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