I Thought I Got the Redemption Script

    Cheng Qing looked at the tray brought out by Shiweitian Shaozhu in shock, and for a moment even forgot about Yu Jue who was beside him vomiting.

    This… what is this!

    Cheng Qing subconsciously took two steps back.

    Yu Jue raised his hand and grabbed his clothes with difficulty, raised his eyes, and said with tears in his eyelashes: "Senior brother..."

    Cheng Qing turned her head, saw Yu Jue's pitiful appearance, and then looked at the tray brought over by Jing Ming, her scalp tingling for a while.

    He was not too stupid, and immediately realized that he had been tricked by a cunning woman like Yu Que.

    Remembering the appearance of her vows just now, Cheng Qing's face turned red and white, looking at Yu Que fiercely, wishing to tear this woman up on the spot.

    Looking at Yu Jue's red eyes, Cheng Qing felt pity for a moment, and immediately decided that she would never let Yu Jue touch such a thing.

    He opened his mouth and refused.

    At this time, Jing Ming stepped forward with a smile and said with a smile, "Friend Daoist, your dignified No. 1 disciple, wouldn't you want to go back on your word and regret it on the spot?"

    Cheng Qing's refusal was stuck in his throat.

    Yu Que knew that Jing Ming's words had inadvertently blocked Cheng Qing's death.

    In the original work, Cheng Qing, the second male, is a proud and flamboyant character, which is completely opposite to the male protagonist Xie Qianqiu's bitter hatred.

    Although in Yu Que's view, his character as a noble son is more like a foolish character.

    Cheng Qing in the original book, the proudest thing in his life is that he is a disciple of the Canghai Sect, proud of the reputation of the No. When he was the most irritable, he was willing to bow his head to others for the sake of Cang Haizong.

    Jing Ming brought out Canghaizong to speak, Canghaizong disciples will never break their promises and become fatter. Once this tall hat is put on, what Cheng Qing wants to say can’t be said all of a sudden.

    He looked at the tray, lowered his head, and glanced at Yu Jue with a little guilty conscience.

    Yu Jue suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

    Then she saw Cheng Qing quickly turned her head away from her, sneered, and said loudly to the young master Shiweitian: "Our Canghai Sect disciples are all men of one word! Since we agreed, How can you go back on it! The young master is taking people too lightly!"

    In an instant, Yu Jue's eyes were darkened.

    And the young master said with a guilt expression: "Sorry, I said something wrong, your Canghai Sect disciples are really men!"

    Cheng Qing hummed proudly, even if Yu Jue didn't raise her head, she could imagine his complacent appearance.

    This... idiot!

    At this moment, even if Yu Jue didn't believe it, she had to admit that the only thing she could do in Canghaizong was to rely on Cheng Qing, and Yu Que's words made her a fool.

    And he is actually her own.

    For the first time in her life, Yu Jue realized what a teammate like a pig is.

    But, Yu Que is surrounded by god-like opponents!

    Yu Jue took a deep breath and told herself that she must not be angry.

    Her situation is already very bad, Cheng Qing is the only person who can support her, she must not push him away from her.

    She raised her hand and pulled Cheng Qing's sleeve, crying: "Senior brother..."

    Cheng Qing was stunned for a moment, then turned his head.

    He also knew that he had cheated on Yu Jue, and he felt guilty, and it was inevitable that he had a guilty conscience.

    But this proud person is also used to making excuses for himself.

    He whispered: "Junior sister, listen to me, it's not all bad, although the things the young master makes are a bit unpalatable, but this is a good opportunity to have a friendship with the young master. Sometimes my father may not be able to eat the food made by the young master who eats for heaven..."

    Yu Jue nodded with difficulty.

    Seeing her so considerate appearance, Cheng Qing felt even more guilty for a while.

    He gritted his teeth and said, "It's better, I'll take the place of Junior Sister..."

    Yu Jue's eyes lit up.

    He paused, swallowed the second half of the sentence, and changed his mind: "Why not, I will eat... half for my junior sister?"

    He has a conscience after all.

    Yu Jue was silent for a moment, then smiled weakly: "Thank you, brother."

    It's better than eating all her.

    After Cheng Qing said this, he was moved on the spot.

    He said emotionally: "We share weal and woe..."

    Before the words were finished, Jing Ming on the side said enthusiastically: "Don't be afraid! You don't have to eat separately, I have prepared a lot here, enough to eat! Xianjun wants to be with this fairy. If it's hard, you two should eat together! This is called sharing weal and woe!"

    Cheng Qing shut up on the spot.

    Yu Que and Jing Ming glanced at each other and showed a comfortable smile.

    In a short while, the selection competition before the Shiweitian Imperial Food Festival started.

    The selection competition is generally held openly. The old gluttons will score first, and then the elders will re-select. Finally, ten monks who participate in the Royal Food Festival will be selected for tasting. After comprehensive scoring, the book will be selected. The leader of the Royal Food Festival.

    After the selection competition, it is the real Royal Food Festival.

    So, at the beginning of the selection competition, everyone was very active. Yu Que relied on his relationship with Jingming and went through the back door to get a front row seat.

    The food repairers who participated in this competition brought their judges to the stage one after another. Only Jing Ming was special. Several others shared one judge, and he alone brought three judges.

    Yes, three, because after Cheng Qing struggled for a long time, he finally decided to share weal and woe with his junior sister, and the strong man played like a broken wrist.

    Although everyone thought it was strange, but they didn't think it was anything. After all, it was common practice for the young master or the master to use the judges alone in the Royal Food Festival of the past dynasties. For those who have the ability to taste, score the master or the lesser master alone, so as to avoid other judges not being able to give a fair score because of their status.

    So everyone's reaction was very dull.

    Only Xie Qianqiu, who led the team, opened his eyes in shock.

    He couldn't find Cheng Qing and Yu Jue, and thought that Cheng Qing was deliberately avoiding him, but now...

    Why did Cheng Qing suddenly become a judge!

    He soon knew why.

    Judging time flies.

    After the selection started, the delicacies were brought up, either being praised by others, or being criticized as worthless.

    Finally, it's Jingming.

    Yu Que immediately sat upright to show respect.

    Jing Ming walked up with the food he prepared carefully.

    Other people who eat for the sky are also sitting upright.

    The young sect master has been in the bottleneck period for many years. After going out with the sect master, he closed the gate. After he came out, he said that he had made food that was enough to subvert the eating habits of the entire cultivation world. Why not Let people look forward to it!

    Although other people who participated in the Royal Food Festival were not as excited as those elders, they also became interested.

    This young sect master personally said on the black iron order that what he prepared this time was absolutely beyond everyone's imagination.

      What kind of scents stand out?

    Everyone came to the spirit.

    And Jing Ming quickly told them how to stand out.

    He put both hands on the lid of the tray, paused, and opened it solemnly.

    How can I stand out from the variety of scents?

    As long as you can be ingenious!

    At this moment, the elders who were eating for heaven opened their eyes in shock, and the invited diners also opened their eyes in shock!

    Subvert perception.

    More than expected.

    It turned out to be such a subversive cognition, so beyond imagination.

    At this moment, both the elders and the diners all came up with an idea.

    Could it be that the young sect master was finally tortured by the bottle and became obsessed, and now he is starting to take revenge on the society?

    Otherwise, how can this explain why the dignified young master cooks **** on the Imperial Food Festival!

    The silence.

    In the sight of everyone's shocked eyes, the young sect master smiled calmly: "The first dish, the staple food, snail lion powder. Now, let the deputy judges try it."

    Yu Jue was silent, holding up the bowl tremblingly.

    Everyone followed her, trembling eyes fell on her.

    There are such fierce people in the world who can really eat **** in public!

    Under the stage, Xie Qianqiu looked at his junior sister in shock.

    Yu Jue closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, looking at death as home.

    "Gruff-"

    …

    Shortly after the competition started, two people in black robes walked into Qincheng, where Shiweitian was located.

    One of the men in black robes with white lines on their faces looked at the mortals who were so panicked that they fell to the ground in order to avoid them, sneered, and sneered: "mortal!"

    Another man with a red striped black robe warned loudly: "Don't forget what we are here for this time, no more troubles!"

    The man pouted, but didn't say much, and walked away on his own.

    After they left, the mortals in the street were in shock.

    They know that Shiweitian recently held the Imperial Food Festival, and there are many monks in the city, but they have never seen such...

    Who are they? The legendary evil cultivator?

    At this time, the white-patterned man who had already gone far said lazily: "I really didn't expect that person to participate in any Royal Food Festival, so we had to stay with a group of mortals. Together, it seems that he has lived in the human race for a long time, and he really doesn't care about what is dirty."

    The red-striped man said lightly: "It's not surprising that he has lived in the human race since he was a child."

    The white-patterned man thought for a while, then laughed: "I really didn't expect that such a person was not born in the demon race, but in the human race."

    The red striped man did not speak.

    The white-patterned man asked again: "What is the Imperial Food Festival? Can the monks of the human race even eat something as a festival?"

    The red-striped people calmly explained: "They have a profession called food cultivation. They use food to sense the spiritual energy of the world, and the things they make are beneficial to cultivation, and sometimes they can even help people break through."

    The white-patterned man sneered: "It's gimmicky."

    The red-striped man chuckled and said: "I participated in a Royal Food Festival when I was young, but unfortunately since the door closed, I have no chance anymore. The human monks are a little bit fancy, But the things that come out are still delicious.”

    The white-patterned people disagreed: "They only know to enjoy, oh, food, wine, beauty, after these things corrupt their will, it is us to find the devil and completely open the devil When the door is opened, then the entire human race will be ours!"

    He said ambitiously, and stepped into the gate of food for the sky.

    The next moment, the strong smell rushed into the nose of the demons that was several times more sensitive than the human monks.

    The man with white stripes immediately opened his eyes and took a few steps back in shock.

    What a taste! Isn't it the Royal Food Festival? Why does it smell like **** at the Royal Food Festival?

    The white man raised his head in shock.

    On the selection stage, a female cultivator vomited while eating, and cried while crying.

      Although it doesn't smell good, the entrance is alright, I rated it as medium, is there any cultivator who would like to try it?"

    The audience was silent, and everyone looked at Yu Jue who was trying to eat in awe.

    The white stripes were also in awe, awe, and shock.

    He murmured: "Didn't you say that the delicacies of the cultivation world can corrupt people's will?"

    He smelled the stench at the end of his nose, looked at the pot of unknown ingredients, and fell into confusion.

    "Is my nose broken? Good guy, is it possible that the taste of the comprehension world is completely opposite to that of the demons? They like to eat this kind of thing?!"

    Baiwen people were shocked.

    The red striped man was also shocked, but he still had reason.

    He analyzed: "No, you see, the female cultivator is very painful to eat, they should also think it is not delicious."

    The two looked at Yu Jue at the same time.

    Yu Jue burst into tears and vomited in a mess.

    Eyes.

    The two men paused and looked away at the same time.

    The red-striped man continued to analyze: "Look, she also thinks it is not delicious, but such an unpalatable thing appeared at the Royal Food Festival..."

    He paused for a while, then came to a painful conclusion: "I am afraid that the food and cultivation world in the cultivation world has already declined, but I didn't expect that in just a few hundred years, they have actually fallen to the point where this kind of thing can It's about the level of the Imperial Food Festival."

    This also led to the fact that after the red-striped man returned to the demons, the entire demon world disapproved of the powerful force of food and cultivation in the cultivation world, and eventually suffered a lot.

    The white striped man thinks differently from him.

    After he saw the judge asking if anyone had a taste, someone immediately raised their hand impatiently.

    "Me me me!"

    A lovely looking nun jumped on stage.

    She took up the bowl.

    She took a deep breath and showed an intoxicated expression.

    She picked up the chopsticks.

    "Suck."

    The nun raised her thumb and smiled with white teeth: "It tastes great!"

    The white-patterned people couldn’t understand it, and the white-patterned people were shocked.

    Of course he didn't think it smelled so good that it really tasted good.

    He only remembered that the red-striped man said that food and repair things are good for monks.

    So in the eyes of the white-patterned people, Yu Que became a fierce man who would not hesitate to eat such a stinky thing for the sake of cultivation.

    Gan! It turned out that he had misunderstood the cultivation world!

    The monks in the cultivation world are a bunch of devils! He thought that their demons were already involved enough to intrigue in order to survive, but he did not expect that the world of self-cultivation had already been involved to the extent that they would not hesitate to eat **** for the sake of cultivation!

    He admits that even if he dies, he will not be able to eat something that smells like this!

    This can be eaten, what else can they do?

    The world of self-cultivation is so terrifying!

    So when the white-patterned people returned to the demons, there were rumors from the demons that the world of self-cultivation was seriously involved, and the monks would do whatever they could to cultivate, and they could eat shit.

    When the cultivation world did not know it, the cultivation world in the eyes of the demons had become a place where the environment was harsh, intrigues, murders and treasures, all people were the king, and food and cultivation declined.

    Yu Que didn't know anything, she saw two men in black robes looking at her in shock at the door, and she smiled at them.

    She consciously smiled cutely, otherwise, how could Senior Sister and Senior Sister like her so much.

    However, the two men in black robes turned their heads and ran away as if they had seen something extremely frightening.

    Yu Que: "???"

    What the hell? Is she so scary?

    At this time, someone in the audience asked her: "Fairy, is this... really delicious?"

    Yu Que immediately showed a business smile and raised her thumb: "It tastes great!"

    Everyone looked at each other and was about to move.

    So on this day, this Royal Food Festival truly subverts the world of self-cultivation.

    Not only the food, but also the impression of the entire demons on the cultivation world.

    It's meaningful.