Chapter 145 Conflict at the God of Cookery Banquet
"Catherine, do you want to become the Lord of the Blood Clan?"
After returning to Nanshi.
Chen Zheng called Catherine out and asked her a question.
"Lord of the Vampire Clan? Do you want to manage the entire Vampire Clan? That seems boring, so I'd better not give it up. But if the master can help me with the awakening ceremony, Catherine will still be very grateful to the master!"
Catherine thought for a moment and shook her head.
"When the matter in the Chinese cultivation world is resolved, I will go to Europe to meet that disobedient little girl, and then I will stop by your vampire holy land."
Chen Zheng nodded.
"Disobedient little girl?"
Catherine was stunned for a moment. She had a hunch that the little girl her master was talking about must not be simple. She might also be an ancient being like the tyrannosaurus rex!
Powerful and mysterious!
"Bo!"
However, Catherine quickly wiped away the distracting thoughts, took the initiative to give Chen Zheng a sweet kiss on the face, and then said with a charming look: "Dear Master, I am very free tonight!"
"Your awakening ceremony should be to maintain your purity."
Chen Zheng glanced at Catherine's body.
Catherine wore a hip-hugging skirt, slender legs, high heels and black stockings, and deliberately wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which was indeed very tempting.
"...Why can the master see through others at a glance?"
Catherine looked at Chen Zheng blankly.
"I can even see through her, let alone you, a little vampire."
Chen Zheng said lightly.
"She? Who is she?"
Catherine had a competitive spirit in her heart and couldn't help but ask.
"A god."
Chen Zheng pointed to the west and suddenly smiled, as if he was remembering something from the past.
"god......"
Catherine whispered, secretly thinking that indeed, she suddenly had nothing to say.
She is not even a blood count, so she cannot be a match for God!
And she knew very well that the god her master spoke of was definitely not an ordinary god, but an extremely powerful god!
But how could the owner, a Chinese, know the god in Europe? Moreover, the owner described the god as a disobedient little girl, so who could it be from the myth? Is the little girl just a nickname?
It seems a bit difficult to guess!
...
The second day.
Jiang Boyue and Yu Canghai called one after another and said that they had received a mysterious invitation letter, inviting them to attend a banquet. Not long after, Chen Zhi also called and said that the medicine king Chen Zhilong also received a mysterious invitation letter.
The mysterious invitation is also to attend a banquet.
It seems that only three people in the Chinese ancient martial arts world have received the mysterious invitation.
Not long after, an invitation letter was also sent to Su Cheng's house. The invitation letter was addressed to Chen Zheng personally.
"The Banquet of the God of Food! This is the invitation letter to the Winner's Banquet of the God of Cookery!" Chen Zheng asked Zuo Qinghong to open the invitation letter. Zuo Qinghong's beautiful face showed a touch of surprise: "The Winner's Banquet of the God of Cookery has not been held for more than ten years, so it is called
The God of Cookery Banquet is because every generation of the winner will give birth to a God of Cookery. The most important thing about the God of Cookery Banquet is that the invited guests can eat a dish that can enhance their skills for at least a dozen years or even a hundred years! Rumor has it that as long as you can pass the eight levels of the Winner's God of Cookery Banquet, after finishing the meal
A complete feast of the God of Cookery can increase one's skill for at least three hundred years! The feast of the God of Cookery is prepared for practitioners at the peak of the Grand Master and the level of land gods!"
"Why does it sound familiar?"
An Jing and Su Cheng looked at each other and felt that the two women were incomparable.
They remembered the Immortal Ascension Banquet that Chen Zheng had done before. Although the Immortal Ascension Banquet and the God of Cookery Banquet had different names, their essences were almost exactly the same. Eating vegetables could increase one's skill!
"How many people can I bring?"
Chen Zheng asked.
"There is only one extra spot per guest."
Zuo Qinghong glanced at the invitation carefully and replied with certainty.
"Then I'll take three."
Chen Zheng nodded.
"..."
The three women were all startled, and then they all laughed involuntarily.
This man always reveals a kind of domineering attitude unintentionally, leaving no one even with a chance to refute!
...
Yanjing.
A private winery in the suburbs.
The exterior looks like a combination of Chinese and European architecture, but in fact the interior is basically decorated in Chinese style. This private winery is the property of one of the three winners in the spiritual world.
The winner is mysterious. In the eyes of many people in the spiritual world, this kind of mystery is due to the low profile, which makes people unclear about the winner.
At this moment, in the Chinese-style decoration hall inside the castle, many people are looking at Chen Zheng, because there are five women around Chen Zheng, five beauties of different ages and styles!
Chen Zheng himself brought Su Cheng, An Jing, and Zuo Qinghong, then Jiang Boyue brought Jiang Rou, and Medicine King Chen Zhilong brought Chen Zhi, so not long after entering the hall, Jiang Rou and Chen Zhi came over by themselves.
"Brother! Many people are jealous of you!"
Chen Zhi couldn't help but whisper.
"Get used to it."
Chen Zheng smiled lightly.
When Chen Zhi heard this, she couldn't help but give her elder brother a look.
"Zuo Qinghong! You traitor to the Sword Sect, why don't you get over here!"
And in the next second, a cold voice sounded from the other end of the hall!
"Whoosh!"
The hall was silent for a moment. Almost everyone's eyes were fixed on that figure, and then they stared at Zuo Qinghong! That was a middle-aged man, and his whole body was like an unsheathed sword at this moment! At this moment, he was sharp
After being exposed, a cold air locked on Zuo Qinghong!
"Senior Brother Mu Changfeng!" Zuo Qinghong frowned slightly, glanced at the middle-aged man, then shook his head slightly and said: "Since I left the Sword Sect more than ten years ago, I am no longer a member of the Sword Sect.
Man, now I am just the young master’s man.”
"Young Master? Which Young Master! Zuo Qinghong! All the elders of Elder Peak have unanimously decided to marry you to Xu Pingzhi, the Second Young Master of Zhujian Peak. You will have to marry Second Young Master Xu of Xu Pingzhi for the rest of your life!"
When the middle-aged man became angry, his energy instantly doubled!
"Is the person in charge of the winner here? Why can this kid bring five outsiders to the God of Cookery banquet, but we only have one place. What does the winner mean? He looks down on us, and he looks down on me, Kunlun!"
At this time, a swordsman in green shouted coldly.
"yes!"
"That's not fair!"
“The winner’s boss will give you an explanation!”
"I can see clearly that this guy brought three women in, which is two more than the quota. If the winner wants to be fair and consistent, he should expel the two women!"
"This kid broke the rules of the winner and should be deprived of his qualifications for the God of Cookery Banquet!"
In a moment, seven or eight voices sounded, all of them condemning Chen Zheng!
Jiang Boyue, Yu Canghai, and Medicine King Chen Zhilong all stood silently behind Chen Zheng. Their brows were furrowed. They did not expect this scene to happen.
Within a few minutes of Chen Zheng's arrival, he actually became a public enemy!
"Quiet!"
At this time, a voice came from outside the hall, and an old man with white hair and beard walked in, supported by a girl in cheongsam.
"Ancestor of the winner!"
"The winner is here!"
"Meet the winner ancestor!"
Many people recognized the old man's identity and saluted him one after another, including the sword sect Mu Changfeng and the Kunlun Tsing Yi swordsman, who also looked solemnly and gave the old man a fist.
Winner ancestor!
Although he has not appeared in the cultivation world for decades, it is rumored that he was already at the peak cultivation level of land gods decades ago!
They can't afford to offend a master of this level!
"Ahem!"
The winner's ancestor walked up to Chen Zheng step by step. After looking at Chen Zhengzheng for a few times, he suddenly coughed and his body trembled. The cheongsam girl who was supporting him frowned, but the winner's ancestor waved his hand gently and then raised his head.
At first, his eyes swept over everyone's faces: "The young master next to me can bring as many people to the God of Cookery Banquet as he wants! No matter how many people this young master brings to the God of Cookery Banquet, we winners will welcome them! So there is no way to destroy the winner.
As for the rules, you’d better stop making noise!”
"What!"
"Ancestor winner, here you are!"
"This... isn't fair!"
Those who were unhappy with Chen Zheng and criticized Chen Zheng were stunned at this moment, and then each of them looked down and spoke.
"Ancestor Winner, why does this kid have special privileges? I don't accept it!"
Kunlun's Tsing Yi swordsman shouted lowly!
"It's very simple, because I, the winner, held the God of Cookery Banquet in the first place to welcome this young master! It's just that I have been waiting for thousands of years, and today I am waiting for the young master to return!"
The winner's ancestor said lightly and looked at everyone again.
As he spoke, the winner's ancestor turned sideways in front of everyone's astonished gazes, and saw that he was facing Chen Zheng. After arranging his clothes, his expression was extremely solemn, and he suddenly bowed to Chen Zheng with clasped fists!
"The descendant of the God of Cookery wins Sanshui and welcomes the return of the young master!"