Imperial Heavenly Demon Monarch

Repeating the previous movements that were indistinguishable from the magic stick, Zhao Sheng's facial muscles twitched involuntarily.

Undoubtedly, Zhao Sheng treated dust poisonous smell like this because he had changed his idea of ​​cultivating a Pill Refinement Master or Refiner Master. Instead, he wanted to compete before and after the dísciple grand competition. Build a restaurant in Cyan Sect.

Although Zhao Sheng is very clear, since the establishment of Dao Cyan Sect, there have been many such restaurants in Holy Land to satisfy the appetite.

But the final fate of those restaurants without exception was that they were unattended and then collapsed.

But Zhao Sheng believes in the smell of dust and poison, and believes in his sense of smell.

Soon, Ren Feifei and Zhang Daniu followed what they said before.

After a few people sweared, the bowl of batter soup that was almost spilled on Yong Shoulu's face was finally fed into his mouth.

A bowl of extremely delicious batter made Yong Shoulu, who was about to be unable to hold on, a little sober.

As for the batter in the two-meter-diameter cauldron, it looks like a lot, but in front of the few people who have long been unable to suppress the gluttons, it is just a cup of tea. Even the bottom of the pot is clean.

Lying on the chair in the living room, Zhao Sheng rubbed his stomach with a contented look on his face.

"Since you have all sworn, hiccup... Then naturally I won't let you down. My plan is like this..."

Zhao Sheng said Now, Ren Feifei and the three listened, while poor Yong Shoulu was locked in a bedroom with excellent soundproofing.

For a long time, Cyan Sect once established a restaurant in Cyan Sect, it is nothing more than two problems.

One is that it can't make a good taste, and the other is that there are no people who can go out alone from the imaginary formation.

Cultivators, especially those with a good cultivation base, are very picky.

If there is no good taste, how can it attract the "rich" who have gone through bigu. And those dísciples that do not have bigu have coarse tea and light rice provided by Sect. If it is not necessary, who is willing to spend a lot of money to go to a restaurant and eat a meal that is not much better than plain rice with coarse tea?

Of course, there is no particularly good taste, at least there is a certain taste. If only this is the case, all the restaurants that have been established will not be so bleak.

The root cause of the bleakness is that in the absence of good taste, those restaurants have not yet been able to leave the imaginary formation alone.

You have to know, who can be familiar with the Holy Land environment? Except for the special situation of Zhao Sheng and Dao Child who was responsible for picking up people in and out, only the Sect Masters and Elders of Cyan Sect are left.

Should those who build restaurants count on Sect Master and Elder? Hope they can see the very few Spirit Stones? Naturally not.

Once no one can go out alone, they can only rely on guiding Dao Child in and out.

For the Holy Land dísciple, enter the Holy Land from the outside, and guide Dao Child to take the lead regardless of the number of times. But if you want to go out of Holy Land, it must depend on a year to point out the introduced opportunities individually.

How many people can there be in a restaurant? One or a few people go out to purchase ingredients, and there is no huge space for treasure. How many ingredients can be purchased? And even if the purchase comes back, how long can it be stored?

So, these two problems directly lead to the fact that in Cyan Sect Holy Land, there is only a dining room that serves dísciple and handyman without bigu, but there is no one that can specifically satisfy the appetite. restaurant.

These two questions are for Zhao Sheng, who is now able to walk around in imaginary formation with a Monster Refining Pot in his hand and eyes closed?

After finishing the situation to the three, the three agreed without hesitation.

In the words of dust and poison, that is this kind of thing, and it is a fool who disagrees.

The venue, ingredients, etc., are all provided by Zhao Sheng. They only need to exert their abilities. And as Zhao Sheng said, this restaurant only opens three hours a day.

The rest of the time is at their disposal.

Who would refuse such a relaxed, laid-back, and satisfying Zhao Sheng's wishes, as well as snacks?

Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows and finished one thing, his expression is not very relaxed.

Although he is confident that in the hands of Dust Sniffer, the restaurant's business will be very good. But he has no idea how long a restaurant can last. With the complex situation of Cyan Sect, will it still encounter the sect-destroying disaster of the previous life? Zhao Sheng also doesn't know the answer to this question.

Shaking his head, Zhao Sheng only took half a breath for this kind of thing for which he couldn't think of an answer, and he already threw it where he didn't know.

Opening the bedroom door leisurely, Zhao Sheng felt it was time to ask Yong Shoulu what happened.

"Brother Lu, what's the matter with you?" Looking at the Yong Shoulu who has become like this because of him, Zhao Sheng's eyes revealed a trace of care. But there was almost no fluctuation in his heart.

This is not Zhao Sheng cold and ruthless, but he is too clear that a person's nature is difficult to change.

He has a great advantage, that is, he will not waste time on changing people who are difficult to change.

When he wanted to enter the second peak, he was stopped by Yong Shoulu, and later "cheated" by Yong Shoulu's third brother, Yong Shoulu's fate was already set by himself. .

Zhao Sheng will never doubt one thing, that is, don’t look at Yong Shoulu who is now pitifully squeezed by Zhao Sheng, if the cultivation base and strength of Zhao Sheng and a few of them were reversed, It would be very pitiful now, it must be him Zhao Sheng.

"I...I don’t know, all I know... Whenever I want to get out of this house, I get beaten up suddenly...so I’m at Junior Brother. I’ve been hungry for so long in my room...If it weren’t for my brother, you came back in time, I’m afraid I’d..."

"Ah? Brother Lu, did you provoke anyone? But A few of us, just came back from the outside, it looks safe outside."

"Really? Help me up, I want to go out and have a look."

I have been hungry for twenty days in my house, and Yong Shoulu, who has no cultivation strength, is almost collapsed. Hearing Zhao Sheng said that it was safe outside, he quickly wanted to get up.

"Brother, your current physical condition, is it appropriate to go out..." Zhao Sheng cared, and quickly pulled Yong Shoulu up from the bed, and then he (tui) arrived again Doorway.

"Uh..." Suddenly, Yong Shoulu came to the door of the room, looking at Zhao Sheng dumbfounded.

"What's wrong, brother? Did something fall?"

"That's not it." Yong Shoulu moved his weak limbs, as if he wanted his brain to react. Faster, so that he knows what happened just now.

"haha, that's good, brother, you come often when you have time, Junior Brother, I still have things, so I won’t send you off."

"pa ta ~" door , Was closed directly.

And the reason why Zhao Sheng sent Yong Shoulu away so recklessly is naturally not groundless.

Then what is he for?