I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

General Dagan steals chickens and loses rice.

Bai Lin smiled and picked up the inner alchemy.

There is a sharp contrast between the two sides.

One laughed to death, the other cried to death.

General Dagan directly rolled back to Dagan Shengguo and was depressed ever since.

And Li Junshi became an undesirable military division. He was depressed for a while, and finally suffered a serious illness.

Lying on the bed, it is estimated that this year and a half will not be able to get out of the shadow of my heart.

However, the Wangu Sect is already in continuous progress, with the protection of the formation, the disciples are more free to do what they want, and there is no worries about the future.

Everyone believed that with the protection of such a formation, no one except the gods in the sky could shake the Eternal Sect.

Even if the top sect is coming, you have to think about your own strength.

Want to break through the four-xiang gossip array, you have to pay a heavy price.

Throughout the summer, the Wangu Sect was extremely calm, watching the disciples of the Wangu Sect getting stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the great leaders also dispelled the momentum of the offensive.

Bailin can also enjoy a period of cleansing.

Looking at the posture, it should be possible to recruit a group of new disciples.

...

However, when Bai Lin was walking in Yuncheng, she planned to post some advertisements to recruit disciples.

The appointment with Zhao Mingyuan was also covered by a letter, so I didn't give up.

Qingshanmen directly recognized the counsel.

Bai Lin didn't bother to make any trouble.

Complete system tasks with peace of mind, and Zhuang Daquan can do it.

But Bai Lin still has a long way to go from upgrading to Zongmen.

It is said that the conditions for upgrading to a sect are five thousand disciples, and one hundred strong men of the gods.

There are also five hundred masters of Wuhun realm.

But Bai Lin didn't have enough disciples now.

...

Today's Yuncheng Street is extremely lively, and Bai Lin doesn't know why.

After inquiring about it, I realized that Yuncheng was holding a culinary art conference every five years, and today was the time to sign up.

It is said that Wang Taishou is also one of the judges.

"Food contest?"

Bai Lin also came interested.

What can't you do, the first place for dry rice.

For the champion of this culinary art competition, the first place rewarded a spirit stone, the second place rewarded one hundred thousand taels of silver, and the rest also had a lot of silver.

All contestants come from all corners of the world, to prove themselves for the highest culinary competition on this premium continent.

To win the championship is the greatest honor in their lives.

This culinary competition is held only once in five years and is considered the biggest event in the chef industry.

So Bai Lin also signed up for the competition.

After all, Bai Lin has knowledge of modern cuisine, which is higher than their starting point.

And Bai Lin also likes to study some food.

However, Bai Lin learned that it was too late at this time.

Now that it has entered the stage of the finals, it is clear that it is too late to sign up.

"This……"

The corner of Bai Lin's mouth twitched. If she knew that, she would have come long ago.

Why not tell it earlier.

"White head!" Prince Wang, who was about to be a judge, recognized Bai Lin in the crowd at a glance, and came over to greet him.

"long time no see!"

"Wang Taishou!"

Bai Lin looked upset.

"what's happenin?"

Wang Taishou was surprised, and Bai Lin did not show such a desperate expression when facing the 300,000 army.

So Wang Taishou guessed that Bai Lin must have encountered something difficult.

So asked.

"In fact, it's nothing, just missed the culinary contest, a little uncomfortable, want to cry!"

Bai Lin looked helpless.

After hearing this reason, Wang Taishou even wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh.

"The White Sovereign also wants to participate?"

Bai Lin nodded.

"Of course, it's just a pity that I missed the registration time. If you want to participate, you can only wait for today, five years later."

So Bai Lin was very depressed at this time.

"So it's like this," Wang Taishou's mouth twitched slightly.

"If the white head really wants to participate, there is no chance. When the champion is finally produced, as long as the white head is not convinced, if you come to challenge, I will help you qualify for the challenge!"

Wang Taishou thought of a good strategy for Bai Lin.

"Really?"

Wang Taishou nodded.

At this time, Bai Lin also had a little excitement in her heart.

"It's so good!"

On the other side, the chef contest has already begun.

The first step in the competition is very simple, and that is to start a fire.

Tinder is a very important thing for chefs, after all, cooking needs to consider the issue of heat.

Nine people displayed the fire technique at the same time and began to live.

Bai Lin said in surprise: "Fuck, are all fire-attribute warriors?"

Unexpectedly these years, I want to be a chef, but martial arts are not enough.

"Yes, yes," Bai Lin nodded.

However, one person's actions attracted Bai Lin's attention.

"Who is this little girl?"

"she was?"

Wang Taishou looked at the little girl in front of him and said: "This person's name is Lu Qianqian. I heard that he is very talented. He passed all the way and made it to the finals."

However, the Wang Taishou at this time shook his head.

"I am not optimistic about this little girl."

"Why?" Bai Lin asked.

"Because other chefs know martial arts, she is the only one who can't. Doesn't the headmaster know that chefs also need martial arts?"

Bai Lin can cook delicious food regardless of whether the chef wants martial arts or not.

At this moment, I saw Lu Qianqian get some dry firewood, and it seemed a little out of place where to set the fire.

"This girl is not a cultivator of fire attributes?"

"I can also participate in the finals like this?"

"Did you come in through the back door?"

"bored."

Lu Qianqian added dry wood and made a fire. The vegetables were all cut, and her fire hadn't risen yet.

"Only dishes made with firewood have a soul." Lu Qianqian is not a skill that does not know how to fire, but she has her own ideas. From this point of view, Lu Qianqian has won.

After starting the pot and burning the oil, others have already started to move, throwing the best ingredients into the pot, and the demons began to dance around and show their magical powers.

And all the contestants are masters, only Lu Qianqian is a little girl, and their cooking skills are not average, and they have a little bit of skill in their hands.

For example, the one in front of me will show the skill of the knife to the fullest, just an ordinary potato, unexpectedly cut out flowers.

Bai Lin doesn't catch a cold with these exquisite decorations. After all, the dishes are for eating, not for viewing. No matter how well they are made, they will smell bad.

Suddenly the scent all around was overflowing.

"smell good!"

Everyone asked about the taste of the stir-fried dishes, and their appetites were appetizing.

Among them, the most concerned is Shangguan's queen chef. The last champion was his, and it must be this time too.

Others are busy, and Lu Qianqian has just begun.

The bells and whistles with other contestants must be that Lu Qianqian didn't catch the eye of others at all.

After the chopped green onion was cut, Lu Qianqian got up and burned a whole pot of oil.

I saw that Lu Qianqian took out some dark and lacquered things, as if they were moldy, don't know what they were?

The fat man also wrinkled and asked, "What is this? It's black? It's like shit?"

Others may not know, but Bai Lin can't know this thing well.

Isn't this the stinky tofu made by Bai Lin?

Unexpectedly, this little girl also mastered the essence of stinky tofu.

For a while, Bai Lin became more optimistic about this little girl.

Stinky tofu or something, but Bai Lin's favorite things.

However, no one else knows.

Seeing the dark things, I suddenly lost interest.

The people on the side even covered their noses.

"What is their stuff? It smells so bad?"

"This thing is black and smelly like shit, don't tell me this is what you want to do?"

"Is it still something that humans can eat?"

"Referee, don't care, this thing is broken, can you still eat it?"

Everyone on the side looked at Lu Qianqian with a look of disgust.

It was even more disgusting with the things in her hands.

The people on the side had been complaining, and the referee had no choice but to come over.

At the same time, the judges' faces are also very ugly. They are all thinking, are we offending her? Want to eat stinky **** for us?

Is this little girl crazy?

The referee came over, smelled the stench in the air, and couldn't help covering his nose.

"What the **** are you?"

"Hurry up!"

"Otherwise, you will be disqualified from the competition."