Shura Martial God

He had beaten up their disciple and even burned his little bird. How could Feng Qingtang let this matter rest?    

The people who were eating the noodles started to breathe heavily. They were even worried about Chu Fann.    

Zhao Xumin's expression changed. He knew that Feng Qingtang's actions were strange. He might not even give face to the Emperor.    

It seemed like something was going to happen to Chu Fann today.    

"Master Feng, hello. I am Xumin. Do you still remember me?" Zhao Xumin quickly walked in front of Feng Qingtang with a smile on his face, trying to divert Feng Qingtang's attention.    

Feng Qingtang glanced at Zhao Xumin and said in an ancient voice, "Little guy, even if it is your father, I will not give him face. You, get out of my way!"    

After saying that, Feng Qingtang waved his slender arm and unleashed a vast and ancient force.    

Tap! Tap! Tap!    

Zhao Xumin's body seemed to have been blown away by a gust of strong wind. He took countless steps back, and finally smashed into the wall. Only then did he stop.    

If it wasn't because Feng Qingtang didn't want to hurt him, Zhao Xumin would have died a long time ago.    

When Feng Qingtang was about to walk to Chu Fann's side and question him, Chu Fann's voice was heard.    

"You are the self-righteous Chef God who doesn't live up to your name? Feng Qingtang? I can tell that your name is nothing special. Clear soup, I'm afraid you only know how to cook Clear Broth Noodle Soup. "    

Everyone thought that Chu Fann would kneel down and beg for mercy, but who would have thought that Chu Fann would laugh at Feng Qingtang?    

Clear Broth Noodle Soup?    

Feng Qingtang's aged face instantly turned red and white. He was furious!    

As the Chef God of Zilai Ancient Kingdom, he didn't even give face to the Emperor. Today, he was even mocked by others.    

"Little guy, your arrogance is very similar to the Mad God Chu Lingtian that I admire, but you are mocking me like this today. Shouldn't you explain it clearly? Otherwise, I don't mind killing you! "    

After saying that, Feng Qingtang's face turned cold, and the desolate energy in his body gushed out.    

Buzz! Buzz!    

The primeval force was like a surging flood that gushed out with a gurgling sound. The aura in the vicinity of this restaurant instantly froze.    

Any aura would be suppressed by the surging primeval force.    

Puff!    

The few martial artists near Feng Qingtang turned pale and spat out blood. Their faces were twisted in pain.    

However, Chu Fann was the only one who had nothing better to do. He dug his ears and said with a smile, "Such an unorthodox noodle, and you still dare to call yourself the Hot Dry Noodles of Han Martial City? Han Martial City's Hot Dry Noodles only cost four shells per bowl, but here it costs fifteen! "    

"What proof do you have?"    

Feng Qingtang withdrew his imposing manner and stared at Chu Fann with his cold eyes as he asked.    

"This is the leftover noodles that I ate. The noodles are like diluted mud and don't have any elasticity. They are clearly steamed and boiled randomly. The soy sauce inside is not sesame sauce, but cold snow rock water mixed with ordinary soy sauce! You said your disciple's noodles are very authentic? "    

Chu Fann brought the remaining noodles to Feng Qingtang and said discontentedly.    

Feng Qingtang's expression changed. Without saying anything, he found chopsticks and directly picked them up to eat!    

Everyone's eyes widened in shock. The dignified Chef God actually ate the remaining noodles left by Chu Fann?    

"Bastard!"    

At this moment, Feng Qingtang immediately shouted. He spat out the noodles and threw the bowls and chopsticks onto the ground.    

Everyone was shocked by this shout, and their minds were affected. They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. Today, Chu Fann had provoked Chef God, and he was going to be finished!    

A dramatic scene appeared.    

"Little brother, I was wrong. This isn't hot dried noodles. It tastes like sh * t when you eat it! You taught my disciple a good lesson! To be honest, although I am known as Chef God, I never had the chance to study in Martial City. Therefore, I will not be a warm-hearted person!"    

After saying that, Chef God shook his head with a regretful expression on his face.    

To chefs, the recipe and formula were just like the precious medicinal formula in the eyes of alchemists.    

"Like sh * t? Have you eaten it before? Haha, authentic hot dry noodles. Put the noodles in boiling water for a few breaths of time first, then immediately take them out and put in seasoning and sesame sauce. After that, stir them. Lastly, add special brine water. What you need to pay attention to is. . . "    

Chu Fann slowly explained the method of making noodles as if he was reciting it.    

When ordinary martial artists heard this, they felt nothing.    

But after Feng Qingtang heard it, he nodded his head loudly, full of shock.    

He repeatedly thanked him and even found a notebook to record down the methods one by one, afraid that he would miss out even the slightest bit.    

"Brother, I have been taught to go back and experiment. Please accept my bow!"    

Feng Qingtang's expression was quite grateful. He threw the pot on his back onto the ground and bowed.    

Dang!    

A huge black pot was thrown out, smashing the ground into a huge pit.    

"Yi, a fish wok weighing a thousand kilograms? This is a second grade Treasure Artifact. " Chu Fann was stunned for a moment, then he looked at the black pot and said.    

According to the Asura Journal, the fish wok weighed a thousand kilograms, and was made by a chef from Archean.    

It was said that the fiancée of the chef was originally a prostitute. She often placed eels on her body to perform for some vulgar martial artists.    

One performance made the eels mistakenly consume the medicine. Her strength increased greatly, her body became bigger, and she was eaten in one bite.    

When the chef found out, he hurriedly found someone to catch the eel, but the eel refused to spit out its fiancee.    

In a moment of desperation, the chef invited many Profound Arts Masters and used the power of the primeval era to create a pot that weighed as much as a thousand jin.    

Using the pot, the chef cooked a fish for the eels to eat. When the eels felt that it was delicious, they threw up their fiancee.    

From then on, the boiler was not only the chef's kitchen utensils, but it was also a tier two Treasure Artifact. It was quite powerful when used to smash people, and was named by the chef as the Fish Mark Thousand Jin Cauldron.    

"It's nothing. I originally wanted to use a tier three Treasure Artifact, but unfortunately, I really like this wok, so I've always used it. Oh, that's right. In the future, brother, come and eat noodles. It's free. "    

Feng Qingtang sighed and thanked Chu Fann again and again.    

Then, Feng Qingtang ordered those warriors to reduce the price of these noodles by a lot. The price was set at three shells per bowl.    

"I won't come to eat it. Why don't I give it to you next? Haha, I won't take you to eat it either. It's better to let the girls eat it. "    

Chu Fann shook his head repeatedly, feeling a chill.    

Chu Fann didn't want to see that old thing again, so he pulled Zhao Xumin and quickly left.    

In order to help Zhao Xumin break through, Chu Fann made a trip to the Profound Arts Master Association the next day.    

Besides concocting some medicine, he also needed to refine Storage Hand Ropes.    

The Profound Arts Master Association was still bustling with people.    

In many places in the main hall, many Profound Arts Master apprentices were seriously refining Profound Arts Masters. Their faces were covered in dirt, and they were working hard to refine Profound Arts Masters.    

A somewhat handsome young man slowly walked towards a refining table in the hall.    

He looked at the busy and graceful figure beside the refining table. A trace of lasciviousness and lasciviousness appeared in his eyes. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Junior sister, I have already passed master's purification test. Now it's your turn. "    

"Senior Brother Qin Ze, you've passed the test of purification? Oh my god, that's awesome!"    

Murong Xue widened her eyes, which were shining brightly. Her beautiful face was even more shocked.    

A trace of pride appeared on Qin Ze's face. He smiled faintly and said, "Junior sister, your talent is not low either. Quickly go. "    

Purification was a basic skill for refining Profound Arts Masters.    

Only when the ingredients were purified could the medicinal properties be better. Otherwise, if the medicinal liquid was filled with dregs, there would be no distinction between good and bad.    

Murong Xue left the hall and walked towards the third floor of the Profound Arts Master Association.    

The third floor was the office of the president, Nalan Chunqiu.    

When she passed by the second floor, there was a middle-aged man who was almost forty years old. He was wearing a white robe and was about to walk down the first floor.    

"Hello, Master Chu. " Murong Xue smiled politely and greeted the middle-aged man.    

Chu Youqiang nodded slightly and the arrogance disappeared. He said gently, "It's you, little girl. Other than you, your elder sister is also here to take the second grade talisman making Profound Arts Master test. "    

"En, then I'll take my leave first. "    

After respectfully bowing, Murong Xue immediately walked towards the third floor.    

She saw that on the third floor, there were quite a number of Grade Two Profound Arts Masters sitting there.    

These Grade Two Profound Arts Masters were the judges that were here to witness the examination.    

"Murong Yanran!"    

Nalan Chunqiu, who was sitting on the seat, slowly took a piece of paper. On it was written Murong Yanran's personal information.    

The entire examination room was very spacious. Everyone who was waiting for the examination was a little nervous.    

But only Murong Yanran's heart was calm.    

"Respected seniors, the Talisman Paper I refined is called the Da Mo Body Consolidating Talisman!"    

Murong Yanran slowly walked out and stood at the stone table in the middle of the examination room with extreme confidence.    

Her wrist moved and various materials immediately appeared.    

Slapping out with her palm, the yellow paper on the table fluctuated with energy and the yellow light kept flickering.    

"Heaven and Earth are weak to begin with. Heaven and Earth are not strong. There are tens of thousands of Dao Techniques. The only way to strengthen one's body is to strengthen one's body! Mo Luo arrived and possessed his body with absolute strength. Once the incantation is out, strengthen one's body and strengthen one's body. . . "    

A trace of liveliness appeared in her beautiful eyes. Then, she began to mutter, chanting the body strengthening incantation.    

Step, step, step, step!    

At the same time, Murong Yanran's movement technique moved, and her feet continuously stepped on the ground, stepping out of the Stellar Dou Technique.    

She took out a cinnabar pen and dipped it into the red cinnabar water. Immediately, she drew complex runes on the yellow paper.    

The Blood Essence Stone was shattered by her palm. The powder condensed on the Talisman Paper under her incantation.    

One step after another was completed very naturally.    

"Tsk tsk, Murong Yanran's talent is really strong. She should be able to advance to the Second Grade Profound Arts Master in her twenties. "    

"This Talisman Paper is the Body-strengthening Talisman. I think she will also fail the last time she failed the test. After all, the duration of the Body-strengthening Curse is too short. "    

"That's right. Most of the Talisman Papers have their own unique incantations. Once the incantation is finished, the Talisman Paper can be refined. Last time, she finished chanting the Body-strengthening Curse. The Talisman Paper hasn't been refined yet. "    

Some of the tier two Profound Arts Masters began to chant one after another.    

Nalan Chunqiu's expression did not change. She was calm and collected, waiting for the result.    

Murong Xue was somewhat worried in her heart. Her elder sister, do not fail again.    

The Profound Arts Master included pharmacists, blacksmiths, talisman masters, and so on and so forth. After all, her energy was limited and it was impossible for her to master all of them. She could only have some specialties.    

"Eh? No, that's not right. Murong Yanran chanted the Body-strengthening Spell twice! How could she think of this method?"    

Suddenly, a tier two Profound Arts Master made a talisman cried out in alarm. He stood up with a shocked expression.    

Nalan Chunqiu was skilled in medicine, but she also knew a little about talisman making. She knew that the Body-Consolidating Talisman was relatively unpopular. Even some tier three Profound Arts Masters might not be able to be successfully refined.    

The main reason was that the incantation time and talisman making time clashed.    

Unexpectedly, Murong Yanran chanted the incantation twice and resolved the conflict!