On the far left side of the competition area, the little monk Jie Kong who was pointed by Ding Qiuqiu had a look of astonishment. He stopped the carving that he was about to complete and put down the white jade tofu that had been carved into a diagram of the origin of the Dharma Realm with thousands of Buddhas appearing.
He put his hands together, his eyes full of doubts.
He was inconvenient to speak, so he had to secretly inform the assistants who came with him through the method of soul transmission. After a few seconds, the Southern Shaolin lay disciple behind him who was helping the cook was stunned, and he raised his hands to Ding Qiuqiu as if he suddenly understood:
"Judge Ding, although you are the chief judge of this Chef Fairy Star Competition, you cannot make your own decisions and kick people out at will.
Since Senior Brother Jiekong participated in the competition, he has strictly abided by the competition system and has not violated any rules or regulations..."
The rich and powerful chef was still talking some high-sounding clichés. Ding Qiuqiu glanced at Master Shilian next to him. The great monk shook his head in disappointment and remained silent.
If you don't want to stand out, then I will discipline and discipline the younger disciples for you.
Ding Qiuqiu glanced coldly, and suddenly a field of ice spread out under the feet of the arrogant cook. The coldness like the sharp edge of a sword penetrated from the soles of the cook's feet, freezing the stout man into an ice sculpture.
"As a chef on the other side, the most important thing is to be attentive. In less than two hours, you distractedly looked at the three female contestants eleven times. How unbecoming!
Is this the style of Southern Shaolin? It’s really disappointing.
If you make unreasonable excuses, you will be punished with an additional penalty, you will be eliminated immediately, and you will be banned from competition for a hundred years!”
When the little monk Jie Kong heard the words "banned for a hundred years", he was in confusion. His handsome little face turned red. He dropped the ivory carving knife in his hand and pointed at Sun, who was still staring at the three female players.
Xunqiao Road:
"He was looking at it too, and he looked at it for so long, why should he only punish me?"
Ding Qiuqiu followed the fingertips of young monk Jie Kong and cast his gaze on Sun Xunqiao, with a look of admiration on his face.
"Concentrated and calm, I never looked at the faces or irrelevant parts of the three female contestants from the beginning to the end. I focused all my attention on every step of their cooking, constantly looking for flaws, leaving nothing but...
At a quarter of an hour, you still insist on making a decision before taking action, the lake in your heart is like a mirror, and the ancient well has no waves... He is much more qualified than you to compete for the cooking fairy on the other side!"
The little monk Jiekong wanted to speak. Master Shilian on the podium opened his palms, and a golden swastika lit up in his palm. Infinite Buddha light fell on the audience. The little monk Jiekong floated into the air involuntarily. The frozen figure behind him
The assistant cook was also released from the ban, and he was helplessly floating in the Buddha's light. In the ethereal Sanskrit singing, the little monk Jie Kong and the assistant cook shrank smaller and smaller. In the blink of an eye, they shrank into two grains of fine sand and flew into the palm of Master Shilian.
"The tree is big and has dead branches, and our temple has no proper discipline, which makes all the donors laugh."
Master Shilian had neither sadness nor joy on his face, he put his palms together and saluted, and the whole place was silent.
Everyone took the initiative to apologize, revealing the magical power of Sumi Mustard Seed from the Buddhist Kingdom in one hand, and wearing a compassionate face. Who would dare to get into trouble?
In every sense of the word, the Great Vajra Monk Corps of Southern Shaolin on the other side are not vegetarians!
"What a crooked melon and cracked jujube."
Ding Qiuqiu snorted coldly, and the words reached the ears of more than 100,000 viewers through the microphone in front of him, but few of them responded and just pretended to be deaf and dumb.
In the stands on the northwest side of the venue, Bai Hekong burst out laughing. She tapped Mu Yiqi's shoulder with a small hammer made of the mysterious energy of the fantasy sea, and said:
"Senior, this judge is quite interesting. Didn't you help Sun Gou flirt with her?"
Mu Yigui looked at Ding Qiuqiu from a distance and said:
"I watched the video of the last Dark Cuisine Competition on the other side more than 300 times. With the help of other peripheral materials, I tried Ding Qiuqiu on the day when the soul borrowed his image. The average simulation degree was not higher than 10%, but I am sure
One thing.
This woman is really about to become a woman, and she has a stubborn and stubborn temperament, the kind that can't rub the slightest bit of sand into her face.
She gave Sun Gou a low score really just because she felt that Sun Gou's food concept was not good.
Even if she thinks Sun Gou’s food concept is not good, she still recognizes Sun Gou’s cooking skills. The same group of people scored from the beginning to the end of the Dark Cuisine Competition on the other side. There were so many strong people in that competition, and Sun Gou was able to win the third place, which shows that
The score given by her as the chief judge in the early stage was not low.
Sun Gou and I have known each other for so long and have lived and died together many times, but I still can't look at him objectively.
She can actually do such incredible things. I think she has become rational, objective and neutral to the point of being very sick.
This kind of woman is not the type who can be swayed by chatting for hundreds or thousands of pages. Besides, Sun Gou has never chatted with her on Tongxu. The number of conversations is 0. There is no basis for early communication at all. The cost-effectiveness of flirting with her is too low. I
I didn’t go and talk to her.”
"That's it..." Bai Hekong turned the small sea-blue hammer in his hand, "I quite like her, but Sun Gou has really bad taste."
She cast her sights on the churning sea of fire in the competition area. The nine dragon-shaped real fires behind Ye Shuangliu tried their best to restrain themselves and condensed them into nine strands of reins, pulling the blood plate of the dragon turtle in the center of the sea of fire. The nine dragons pulled the turtle, constantly pulling the tortoise shell.
The cavity passed through the nine-color sea of fire.
The dragon turtle's carapace melted through repeated burning, and the essence of the herbs gathered from the towering green mountains gathered into a drop of green jade in the real fire. The moment the carapace completely disappeared, it slammed into the center of the dragon turtle's plastron.
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The nine-color true fire burned several mysterious cracks on the earth-yellow belly armor. The green herb jade liquid fell from the sky and fell into it, outlining the shape of six cracks. The essence of the herbs only existed on the dragon turtle's belly armor.
After a few breaths, it was ignited by the flame of ignorance that combined the nine colors of true fire into one, expanding the six cracks to half a foot in thickness.
The strongest defense of the Tyrannosaurus Tortoise is not the back armor that carries the green mountain on its back, but the belly armor that protects its vitals.
The harm caused by different species of snakes and insects must be overcome by spiritual herbs within ten steps.
Although Baxia is a dragon and a restrained creature, it is also right on top of the green mountain it bears.
Without the extremely concentrated essence of herbs to fuel the fire, Ye Shuangliu's cultivation would not have been able to tear such a wide crack in the dragon turtle's belly armor.
The flames of ignorance faded away, and the cracks on the dragon turtle's belly armor were clearly the six hexagrams.
The three consecutive stems are separated from the middle and empty, the lower stem is separated from the upper part, and the fire sky is abundant!
When the three judges commented, they only saw that it was a domineering dragon turtle carrying a mountain of grass on its back, but they did not realize that there was no grass on the mountain that the dragon turtle carried.
There is only one kind of spiritual grass on that mountain, and that is yarrow.
As an old saying goes, there is no greater person than the turtle with a deep and far-reaching hook to determine the bad and good fortune of the world.
Since ancient times, human emperors have used tortoise shells and yarrow for divination to determine the timing of war sacrifices.
Huotian Gua, Dayou Gua, Shangjiu, since God bless it, good luck and no bad luck.
This amazing work of Feitian Gozen-ryu is called:
"Good luck to the world!"
Ye Shuangliu scolded, and the plastron, which had absorbed the essence of the entire dragon turtle, was sent to the judges by nine dragon-shaped true fires.
"Feitian Yushanliu, good luck to the world, please taste it!"