Refa is King

Chapter 224 Fat Boss, Let's Have Stir-fried Ten Thousand Years Ginseng

Qingcheng Sword Sect is a sect with a longer history than Jiuyangmen, occupying the entire Qingcheng Mountain Range, which is a famous spiritual mountain in the practice world.

It is said that the Qingcheng Sword Sect has the inheritance of the Immortal Sword, and also has a lot of caves and blessed lands. As for the specifics, no one can understand.

And the development of Qingcheng Sword Sect is very balanced, that is to say, it is the top in the industry in terms of refining equipment and alchemy, at least it will not ask for help.

Qingcheng Sword Sect ranks in the top ten super sects, while Jiuyangmen ranks at the bottom in 33 days, mainly due to the shortcoming of physical training.

On the way here, Bao Bushu has already learned from Shensha that there are conflicts among the super sects. In fact, despite the fact that the entire practice world is very large, from top to bottom, almost all of them are 33 days old. Super, the sects are divided up, the small sects rely on the medium sects, the medium sects rely on the big sects, and the big sects rely on the super sects.

The reason why Shen Sha and others came here for the Ouyang family incident is because the Ouyang family is within the influence of the Jiuyangmen, and they are not farts, which means that the Jiuyangmen despise the Ouyang family.

As for the purpose of Jiuyangmen, it is not necessary to reason with those who are below the super sect. Big fists are the reason.

It has to be said that this is a double standard, but it is recognized by the entire practice world, and the 33 super sects are also the default among each other.

As for whether other sects have opinions, it doesn't matter.

Bao Bushu entered the red house, and the wood of the house exuded a burst of fragrance, which shocked Bao Bushu, and Bao Bushu was very surprised.

There is a two-foot-high space inside the house, just like a large restaurant. Restricted by the civilization of this era, restaurants are almost all in the same pattern. When you come in, there is a large counter, and there is an aisle outside the counter, and there are tables next to the aisle.

The table was full of people, and when they saw Bao Bushu wearing Jiuyangmen's costume, the members of Qingcheng Sword Sect laughed loudly: "Haha, haha, another disciple of Jiuyangmen?"

The disciples led by Jiuyangmen were very surprised when they saw Bao Bushu. Didn't this junior fall into the Yaozu? Why did he come out?

"Greetings, brother." Bao Bushu came to the seat where the disciples of the Nine Yang Sect were sitting, and said to the leader, Yuanying Zhenjun.

"Junior brother, come. Sit, sit." The senior brother leading the team is one of Jin Yao's disciples, Jiutai, who is relatively stable among Jin Yao's disciples.

The other Dzogchen disciples in the Foundation Establishment Period looked at Bao Bushu sitting next to Jiutai with bewildered faces, Jiutai's junior?
"Brother, this place?" Bao Bushu asked in a low voice.

"Hey, Jiutai, isn't this kid the illegitimate son of your master?" The two sword immortals led by the Qingcheng Sword Sect asked when they saw that Bao Bushu ignored them.

Bao Bushu turned around and looked at the two leaders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, who were also true masters, Bao Bushu asked: "Senior brother, the master said that this flying sword can be included in the dantian, why are these two senior brothers Carry the flying sword on your back?"

"You can do whatever you want." Jiutai didn't know what Bao Bushu meant, and replied honestly.

"Oh, on the way here, I saw a group of Confucian scholars with long swords on their backs, but others said that these guys are pretending to be coercive. Brother, what do you mean by being coercive? It's a curse word to be coercive on our side?" Bao Bushu continued to ask with a puzzled face, but looked at the Qingcheng Sword Sect with a smile on his face.

"Boy!"

The two leaders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect were still listening carefully, but Bao Bushu said it all at once, and everyone understood what it was.

"Haha, haha, that's right, they're just pretending to be aggressive." Jiutai also laughed out loud when he heard this, his little junior brother is too bad.

"Oh, senior brother, can I get something to cook here for dinner?" Bao Bushu asked the leader of the Qingcheng Sword Sect with a livid face and turned his head.

"Yes." Jiutai looked at the dishes that everyone had already eaten, and replied.

The two leaders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect wanted to argue with Bao Bushu, but with Bao Bushu's strength, it would be a little bullying for the two of them to come forward, and Bao Bushu didn't name himself.

"Hmph, it's not like people can take out all the junk here and make it." The two team leaders transmitted their spiritual thoughts, and a female disciple spoke.

Bao Bushu looked at the female disciple, then curled his lips and turned his head.

Seeing Bao Bushu curling his lips, Qing Fei stood up as soon as he patted the table, pointed at Bao Bushu and shouted: "Boy, what expression did you have just now?"

"Boss, boss." Bao Bushu looked at it again, still shook his head, then ignored it, and shouted loudly.

"Here we come, here we come." A round guy came out of the door behind the counter and said with a smile.

"Boy, let me ask you, what did you mean by that expression just now!" Qing Fei is a direct disciple in the sword sect, when has he been treated like this before, and asked unwillingly.

Bao Bushu shook his head and said, "I don't like talking to people with smaller breasts than me."

After saying no book, he crossed his hands, his chest was bulging, and then shook his head.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Haha." The disciples of Jiuyangmen laughed when they heard Bao Bushu's words, even the fat shopkeeper laughed.

"Boss, I just like to talk to you. Your breasts are bigger than mine." Bao Bushu looked at the fat man. Despite his smile, the fat man had a very high cultivation level.

"Boy, I love to listen to what you say. You said just now that you want to bring something out for me to make. Let me say it first. If you can't come up with good things, I will kick you out. You know that my time is very precious." Yes." The fat man said with a smile, but his tone was not polite at all.

"Senior, I love to hear your words. A group of guys who have never seen the world are ashamed to say that the customers in your store are poor ghosts. Don't these guys know that they are in the same room with poor ghosts? Is it similar to poor ghosts? Tell me if these people’s brains were burnt out during cultivation. I don’t understand this. Sigh, I don’t know how hard these people’s masters have to worry about to keep these guys from losing their brains. Continue to burn out." Bao Bushu is not afraid of Qingcheng Sword Sect, everyone's territory is not connected, Jiuyangmen is not afraid of Qingcheng Sword Sect, besides, this is the territory of Kunlun Sect, you can move your mouth, do it, wait Get beaten up by Kunlun disciples.

"You..." The two leaders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect were unable to refute what Bao Bushu said. Indeed, you call him a poor ghost, and you sit with the poor ghost.

The fat man wanted to say something else, but Bao Bushu took out a jade box, opened it and said, "Boss fat, since you said you can make anything, stir fried ginseng."

The fat man's eyes popped out when he saw the Wannian ginseng that Bao Bushu took out, and when he heard Bao Bushu's words, he looked at Bao Bushu, and asked depressedly: "Why didn't I stir fry the Wannian ginseng?" heard about it?"

"Really, then you can't do it anymore. Just now whoever said I can't produce good things drove me out. Now that I have produced something, you can't do it..." Bao Bushu smiled.

Seeing Bao Bushu like this, the fat man said angrily: "Small-minded boy, I can't do it, but you can do it?"

"I can't even make such a simple thing. Cut the ginseng into thin strips, then fry it in an oil pan over high heat...don't move." Bao Bushu didn't finish his nonsense, the fat man didn't know where He took out a big spoon and made a gesture to hit it.

Bao Bushu held the jade box in his hand, and seeing that the fat cook didn't seem to continue beating, he shook his head and said, "Since you can't make it, forget it, I'll go back and soak in water to drink."

The disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect stared wide-eyed. It is true that there is no Wannian elixir in the Qingcheng Sword Sect, but there are only two leaders, and it is rare to see them, let alone the disciples below.

"Come on, masters and nephews, take a piece for each person, take it back and soak in water to drink." Bao Bushu looked at the four Jiuyangmen disciples, took out the spirit ginseng, and then broke off some roots, one piece for each person, and the rest The next trunk was directly stuffed into Jiutai.

"You..." The fat shopkeeper or the fat chef turned around and left angrily.

The two leaders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect stopped talking, stood up and left depressedly, when Qing Fei was leaving, he glared at Bao Bushu, Bao Bushu curled his lips, Qing Fei almost pulled out his flying sword and cut Bao Bushu.

"Keep it in your mouth, hurry back and practice your kung fu." Jiutai watched several disciples staring at the roots of the spiritual ginseng in their hands in a daze, Jiutai shouted immediately.

Seeing that Bao Bushu still had the heart to eat, Jiutai shook his head and said, "Junior brother, you..."

"Come on, senior brother, I'll give you this thing. I got it by accident. You can sacrifice it. But let's talk about it first. This thing may not be a good thing." Bao Bushu took out a dagger, which was still The one-horned King of the Monster Race obtained it. The material is almost top-notch, and the refining method is not bad.

When Jiutai saw the flying sword, he didn't have the slightest inspiration, touched it carefully, and immediately went back to sacrifice and practice. Jiutai thought that Bao Bushu had obtained some inheritance from the earth immortal.

After Jiutai left, Fatty came to Bao Bushu and asked depressedly: "Is there really fried ginseng?"

"I lied to you, I just saw that those bull noses of Qingcheng Sword Sect are uncomfortable." Bao Bushu said.

"But I think what you said makes sense, but the materials must be carefully considered..." The fat man said while looking at Bao Bushu.

Bao Bushu asked in bewilderment; "Senior Fatty, what are you looking at me for?"

"I want you to bring out some good things. I haven't had any good things to practice with for a long time." The fat man said.

Bao Bushu was very depressed, the fat senior couldn't see the details, Bao Bushu said: "In terms of materials, the oil should use the fat of high-level spirit beasts, and then use high-grade spirit wine, put the spirit ginseng into the oil pan, and then cook it in High-grade spirit wine, stir-fried quickly, should not let the spirit power be lost, and you think, the spirit wine is rushed by the heat, the smell... can be smelled even miles away."

"No, no, the firepower is wrong, the general ground fire is not enough." The fat man thought for a while and said.

"It needs spiritual fire, and then use... No, if there is ice spiritual fire, that's right. The medicinal properties of spiritual ginseng are overheated, so using ice spiritual fire can neutralize the heat inside the spiritual ginseng." Bao Bushu said.

The fat man said angrily, "Have you ever seen someone make food out of ice?"

"Hey, the main reason is that there is no ice spirit fire, otherwise I will make you a delicious dish, you fat senior will probably swallow your tongue." Bao Bushu said with a smile, what Bao Bushu thought of was fried ice cream, and said It is fried, but it is actually fried at low temperature.

"You brat swollen your face to pretend to be a fat man. If you come up with something good again, I'll find you an ice spirit fire." The senior fat man said with contempt.

Bao Bushu chuckled, and took out a jade bottle, the jade bottle was the size of a palm, when he saw the jade bottle, the fat senior snatched it, and then opened the jade bottle.

"Okay, let's go, let's go, you kid has a lot of good things, you can't be the illegitimate son of that guy Tianming, right?" The fat man grabbed Bao Bushu, and Bao Bushu couldn't move at all.

Bao Bushu asked puzzledly: "Who is Tianming? My master is Jin Yao."

"I know, Tianming is the master of that boy Jin Yao." The fat man dragged Bao Bushu to the backyard, passed through two backyards, Bao Bushu saw that they were all monks, and these monks were monks of super sects. I was also surprised to see the fat man holding the bag but not the book.

Bao Bushu was dragged by the fat senior, through the backyard, and came to the street, the monks who came and went looked at the fat senior and Bao Bushu in surprise.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Senior Fatty came to a gate. This gate could be seen as a monk's private yard, because there was a spiritual light shining on the gate.

"Junior Sister, Junior Sister, here I come." Fatty waved his hand, and a thick barrier of spiritual power was directly outside Bao Bushu and Fatty's body.

Seeing the streaks of spiritual light shining on the gate outside the spiritual barrier hit the spiritual barrier, Bao Bushu was terrified. The formation outside seemed to be very powerful, but this fat senior had profound magic power.

The fat man rushed into the gate in a flash. Inside was a large yard with exotic flowers and plants.

"Senior brother, you..." A voice sounded, obviously a little angry.

"Hundred-flower honey spirit wine, junior sister, I found the hundred-flower honey spirit wine." The fat senior was dragged away without even touching the ground, regardless of how fat he was.

Bao Bushu took a closer look, okay, this fat senior didn't touch the ground at all, he was directly suspended in the air, he just said that flying is not allowed in the city, he acted like he was running.

Walking through two courtyards, the courtyards are full of exotic flowers and plants, and Bao Bushu even saw some flowers and plants that look quite spiritual.

"Junior Sister, Junior Sister." The fat senior rushed directly into the backyard, where a woman dressed as a Taoist priest in blue was among the strange flowers and plants.

Bao Bushu glanced at it and then stopped reading it. His first reaction was that it was so big.

Although Bao Bushu is a teenager, there are quite a few teenagers with a heart. Everyone knows that middle-aged men look at women differently than teenagers look at women.

When the fat man saw Bao Bushu's first glance, he was speechless, and when he thought about what this boy said he could not talk to a woman with smaller breasts than me, the fat man shook his head endlessly.

"Junior Sister." Fatty sat in the pavilion, picked up the teapot and poured water to drink.

And stuffed Bao Bushu a cup, and winked at Bao Bushu, the woman in blue clothes opposite was also very surprised to see Bao Bushu.

After Bao Bushu took a sip, his spirit was as if shaken by ice.

"Good water." Bao Bushu couldn't help saying after being overwhelmed.

"Nonsense." The fat man said angrily.

The woman in blue clothes on the opposite side took the jade bottle, and after opening the jade bottle, her originally expressionless face was filled with surprise.

"Senior Brother, it's really Baihua Mi Lingjiu." The woman in blue said.

"Of course, your senior brother, I have a good nose." The fat man said with a smile.

Without waiting for the woman in blue to ask questions, the fat man said directly: "This thing belongs to this kid, and this kid has a small heart."

"Greetings, senior." Bao Bushu said, this woman is slightly lower than Bao Bushu, but Bao Bushu is already tall.

"The disciple and grandson of Tianming of Jiuyangmen." Senior Fatty continued.

"Shouldn't Jiuyangmen not produce this thing?" the woman in blue asked.

Bao Bushu shook his head and said, "I was also given to me by the master."

Bao Bushu can't say that he still has Baihuafeng in his hand, of course Tianming also has it, because Bao Bushu has some.

"Boy, this junior sister of mine has Ice Spirit Fire, what about the good ingredients you mentioned?" The fat man knew that he was thinking of eating when he saw that he was a bachelor.

Bao Bushu is speechless, this fat man eagerly gave Baihualing wine just for eating?

"Senior, this thing is still mine." Bao Bushu is not afraid at all. In the world of monks, although the strong are respected, seniors must have the demeanor and courage of seniors. It doesn't mean relying on strength to bully juniors. Will be poked in the spine by everyone.

"Boy, do you know who I am?" Fatty asked after hearing this, only then remembered that this thing really couldn't be wrapped in a book.

"Senior, who are you, I'll go out and spread the word to you in the future, and rob the younger generation?" Bao Bushu blinked and asked.

The fat senior stopped talking when he heard Bao Bushu's words. The female cultivator next to him in blue saw that the fat senior was deflated, and smiled slightly: "Senior brother, tell me."

"Hey, kid, what's your name?" The fat man asked with a sigh.

"Senior, the boy's Taoist name is Jiu Wu." Bao Bushu said with a smile.

Hearing this Dao name, the fat man was taken aback and said, "It seems that Jin Yao thinks highly of you."

"Don't dare, dare not." Bao Bushu said, but no matter how you look at it, it's fake.

Seeing Bao Bushu's hypocritical appearance, the fat man angrily threw out a jade token: "If I give you this thing, I owe you a favor, but boy, I've made an agreement with you, if you want to give it to me today?" Let me see how Bing Linghuo cooks, I will never stop with you, even if that guy Tianming comes, I will not let it go."

The fat man's words revealed a lot of information. First of all, he dared to call Master Bao Bushu by his Dao name, so he seemed to be of the same generation.

Bao Bushu said with a smile: "Actually, some things are very simple."

The fat man was even more speechless, Bao Bushu took out a jade board and said, "Please."

"What, please?" Not only the fat man was puzzled, but even the female cultivator next to him was very puzzled.

"Of course it's lighting a fire." Bao Bushu said angrily.

As soon as the female cultivator stretched out her hand, blue flames burst out from the jade board, Bao Bushu felt the cold was overwhelming, Bao Bushu was speechless, and said: "Senior, the fire is lit below."

As soon as the female cultivator thought, there was a blue flame under the jade plate, and frost slowly formed on the jade plate.

Bao Bushu took out three spirit fruits, a thousand-year-old Tianshan snow lotus, and a bottle of Baihuafeng spirit wine.

"Senior, use your cooking spatula." Bao Bushu said.

"Small ones." The fat senior took out a one-foot-big shovel, speechless.

With two small shovels in hand, Bao Bushu shook his head and said, "Waste."

Bao Bushu's technique is very unfamiliar. He poured the honey of hundreds of flowers on the jade board, and slowly it began to condense. Then Bao Bushu chopped the spiritual fruit with two small shovels, spread it evenly on the honey of hundreds of flowers, and then poured it Some potpourri spirit wine.

Then I started to stir-fry, and the fat man's face turned green. Is there a way to stir-fry like this?

The frying is almost done, Bao Bushu flattened and compacted these things, and then chopped a thousand-year-old snow lotus flower, watching the fat man and the blue-clothed nun look at each other.

Then use a small shovel to roll them up one by one, take out a jade plate, put the rolls on the jade plate, and pour the Hundred Flowers Bee Spirit Wine.

"How is it?" Bao Bushu said triumphantly, looked at the female cultivator in the blue dress, but didn't dare to look too much, she was indeed a beauty, and she was very big.

Blue ~ The female cultivator thought, and a rolled up version of fried ice cream landed on her hand.

"delicious."

"Don't look at what a good thing it is." The fat man rolled his eyes, and the thousand-year-old snow lotus was chopped up. If his master saw this, it would be strange if he didn't beat him up.

"Seniors, please, the boy's strength is low, so he only dares to eat one." Bao Bao was not polite, so he grabbed one.

"Good, delicious." Bao Bushu couldn't help admiring himself, and looked at the fat senior.

Of course, the fat man couldn’t say that it was not delicious against his will. The fat man was very depressed. This stir-fried food is indeed simple, but the ingredients are expensive. Not to mention Baihua honey, it is Baihua spirit wine, thousand-year-old snow lotus, and those spirit fruits.

"Junior Sister, do you have anything else to ask? If not, I will take this kid away." The fat man asked.

"My senior brother and fellow Taoist Tianming are of the same generation, Jiuwu, I want to ask how this hundred-flower honey came from?" the female cultivator in the blue Taoist robe asked.

"My master gave it to me." Bao Bushu replied with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Tianming doesn't seem to have Hundred Flower Bees there, right?" the female cultivator in blue asked.

"I don't know." Bao Bushu shook his head, and left the matter to the master, even if he had any thoughts about this female cultivator, it was still too early.

"Auntie, Auntie." A female voice came in, and then, a girl with a golden piglet ran in.

"Auntie, what delicious food do you eat? Fatty can smell it outside." The girl jumped in. When the girl walked through the formation, a jade tablet on her waist shone with aura, and the surrounding formations It didn't start at all.

"Uncle fat?" Seeing the fat man, the girl asked.

"Ling'er, come quickly, Fat Master Uncle will give you delicious food." The fat man saw the girl and shouted, but there was no need to shout, the two-foot-long, one-and-a-half-foot-high golden pig had already rushed in .

Bao Bushu looked at the little pig with golden blood. This little pig stared at Bao Bushu with two small eyes, and the upturned part of its nose kept moving, obviously smelling something.

"Wow, it's delicious." The girl yelled after taking a bite. Although the girl is only thirteen or fourteen years old, her mana fluctuation is already at the golden core stage.

People are more angry than people, so of course you don't get angry if you don't have a book, Jin Danqi is dead in my brother's hands.

"Come on, Jiu Wu, call me Uncle Master." Seeing Bao Bushu lowering his head, the fat senior said, pointing at the girl.

　PS: Thanks for watching with your eyes, and the two big monthly tickets of Jinzhu Temple for their support.

　　
　
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