MTL - Kitchen Xiuzhen-Chapter 38 [38] Fragrant smell ten miles Nie Xuankong!

"How can this be, such an ordinary spiritual material, the pasta made should not look like this!"

Li Zhenghe burst into tears and was very puzzled: "What method did I use to actually inspire this taste completely, and even the scent of my supreme Haizhen seems to be completely covered up !!"

"And ... why is my heart so quiet and regret your past mistakes!"

Li Zhenghe's heart was full of incredible, but his hands couldn't help wiping the corners of his eyes.

"Because this noodle is called Zhenhun Noodle, its biggest effect is not spirituality, but it can make the diners who smell the aroma calm down instantly!"

Luo Xi looked at Li Zhenghe word by word.

Bai Luo Zhen Nian, this is a magical noodle that will dissipate when the emperor is angry.

Li Zhenghe, of course, is no exception.

"A calm mood?"

For a moment, Li Zhenghe still has such a magical noodle?

"Okay, the results have been divided. I wonder if we can start tasting?"

At this time, a full-bodied voice came out, and the old man who had just entered the loft, surrounded by a crowd, came to Luo Xiu and Li Zhenghe.

"Ok?"

Li Zhenghe glanced at the old man and suddenly felt a great shock: "Nie Dianzhu?"

"Oh? Do you know me?"

Nie Xuankong smiled, and glanced at Li Zhenghe.

"My father is Li Ruohai!"

Li Zhenghe breathed a deep breath, but he never thought that the San Zong Hui Yuan would startle Nie Xuankong, the supreme master of the state, and the deputy chief of the temple.

"The lord of the palace--"

At this moment, the three tower masters suddenly walked in front of Nie Xuankong and bowed down.

"Ah? The Lord?"

"Is the Lord of the Black Palace?"

"This is the master of the mysterious palace, which is known as Xiangni Shili?"

All the holy chefs were stunned, and they shouted in a respectful voice in an instant: "Master Dianzhu!"

"All right!"

Nie Xuankong shook his hand: "I just happened to collect a piece of ingredients. I didn't expect to smell the fragrance here, so come and see!"

"Master Dianzhu, I am an apprentice to the sage of the patriarchal court-the emblem of the palace!"

Gong Yuhui also stepped forward and greeted Nie Xuankong.

"Oh? Are you the disciple who joined the food court this time?"

With a bright eye, Nie Xuankong looked up and down the palace emblem, with a touch of admiration on his face: "Yes, the Holy Saint has accepted a good apprentice, the fire is a single spirit, and the talent is amazing!"

"Why, this time the food ancestors joined the WTO, the saint saint let you choose our place of leaving the state? Also helped the Ling vegetable ancestors to participate in the three ancestors?"

Nie Xuankong looked at Xu Fengxuan with a suspicious look.

Xu Fengxuan immediately brought Lin Zhuo forward: "Xu Fengxun, the spirit vegetable ancestor, meet Lord Master!"

"Ok!"

Nie Xuankong nodded, but Gong Yuhui smiled slightly: "The master of the palace should know the reason? The teacher infiltrated the spirit vegetables, and this time in the snowy moon, there is exactly what the teacher needs, so send me Come on— "

"Haha, the holy saints have intentions!"

Nie Xuankong smiled and shook his head, apparently knowing the idea of ​​Gong Yuhui.

He stopped looking at the emblem of Gong Yu and faced the kitchen battle with Li Zhenghe and Luo Xiu: "It was the son of the face ancestor!"

"Sixth-order spiritual food, it is already good!"

Nie Xuankong smiled at Li Zhenghe, but Luo Xiu couldn't help but look at Nie Xuankong a lot. The old man was absolutely detached.

Standing there, no one can ignore his existence.

There is no fluctuation in the spirit, but a strong pressure is revealed all over the body.

The most funny thing is the slightly red nose, which looks ... somewhat like a clown.

"Little guy, to be honest, I'm curious about you!"

Nie Xuankong's eyes suddenly glanced at Luo Xiu, and there was a slight mistake in his face. How strong was the intensity of the aura in Luo Xiu's body once it was transformed? !!

Li Zhenghe was already smiling there bitterly. After Luo Xiu made the seventh-order spiritual meal, he knew that he had no possibility of turning over.

This guy ... the cooking power is simply evil.

Super Tier 7!

What a perverted cooking method to use a high-order spiritual material to make a seventh-order spiritual meal?

When Ren Lizheng thought of death, he couldn't figure out this super seventh-order method. The Gong Yuhui and others on the side couldn't understand it.

"The old man has been in charge of leaving the state for many years. Whoever comes from this state, even the saint and the saint, have the mind, but I have never seen such a method of making faces. Can you tell me who your master is? What? "

Huh!

Nie Xuankong's eyes were sharp, as if piercing Luo Xiu's heart at a glance.

Slightly!

Luo Xiu only saw it, it was as if he had been seen completely, as if in the eyes of the old man, there was no secret.

唰 ——

Under the shroud of this strong momentum, the flames in Luo Xiu's body suddenly rose and jumped, the spontaneous protector.

This momentum suddenly seemed to be wiped out by this flame.

"This dough is my own creation!"

Luo Xiu raised his head, neither humble nor humble, Nie Xuankong's momentum had no effect on him.

"Oh?"

Nie Xuankong, who was originally indifferent, suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Everyone around him looked up, the center of his gaze was the arrogant figure.

"Yes, it's interesting!"

Nie Xuankong smiled brightly, and was able to maintain such indifferent emotions under his own eyes, which is not what ordinary young Lang can do.

"I have 50,000 spirit crystals. I bought this noodle!"

Snapped!

Nie Xuankong flipped his hands, and numerous spar lay in the mustard.

Then he looked at Li Zhenghe again: "Your sixth-order pasta, please set a price, I just taste it together!"

"Nie Dian's main tasting is Zhenghe's personal delivery!"

Although Li Zhenghe said so, his heart still hurt.

But one of the earliest dominations of leaving the state with a little bit of money was quite a bargain.

But did not think Nie Xuankong sighed lightly: "It is ridiculous, the wing roots of the white fierce teeth of the nine days, the beast tail of the deep sea giant, but you have spent a lot of thought, right? So, 30,000 spirit crystals, I will be you once Arbitration for a kitchen battle! "

Huh!

Nie Xuankong stretched out his hand again, another Sumi mustard.

"Just taste yours!"

Nie Xuankong no longer talks nonsense. The strong aromas have made him stronger than the tip of his nose, slightly reddish.

This is a symptom of the extreme expansion of Nie Xuankong's appetite ... He has a nose that ordinary people don't have. This is a magical nose that can distinguish the spirituality of ingredients, and it is also the source of his scent of ten miles.

The strongest spiritual ingredients within a hundred-mile radius, he only needs to smell it to find his position in an instant, which is quite amazing.

"Nie Dianzhu, please taste!"

Li Zhenghe held Supreme Overlord Haizhen in his hand and solemnly handed it to Nie Xuankong.

Pieces of milky white giant jellyfish tail meat, accompanied by the fresh flesh of red armor chelates, as well as high-end ice polar crystals, Bai Haizhen, Yinyou bone scales, etc., a full bowl of Haizhen feast.

The fragrant scent, at the moment when Li Zhenghe came out, with the soup in the bowl shaking, filled the tip of everyone's nose.

"It's really incredibly worthy of Haizhen!"

After speaking, Nie Xuankong couldn't wait to pick up the food pan, but didn't look at the countless side dishes floating on the surface, but picked up the noodles scattered in the broth ... Nine days of white fangs!