Li Ying had never dreamed that one day he would ride in the same car with people from a righteous and famous family in harmony... and even make instant noodles for them.
Use your cultivation to boil spring water, and pour it into a bucket of instant noodles with dehydrated vegetables and seasoning packets.
After a while, the overbearing aroma of crow bones filled the cabin.
Several disciples of major sects who were fasting could not help but take a deep breath. Li Ying put the instant noodle bucket in their hands and said unhappily, "Eat it."
Nan Rongbo asked curiously, "Can we eat it like this?"
"Why else would it be called 'instant' noodles?" Li Ying saw that he looked like he had never seen the world, and he couldn't help but feel proud. He took out two more bags of noodles and crushed them for them, "You can even eat them dry."
Several people then held the small bucket and started eating, taking a bite of noodles and a bite of pancake.
Studio:
[233 Is this considered an airline meal? ]
[It counts as a means of transportation, but judging by their postures, they look more like they are in a green train… ]
"Delicious, delicious!" Shen Zha praised twice, "I have never eaten noodles like this, so delicious!"
"Indeed." Ming Rusu nodded in agreement and joked, "The Huijiao is a treasure trove."
If this thing can be produced continuously, it will undoubtedly be a money-making tool. It is not a treasure mountain, but it is better than a treasure mountain.
Shen Zhe suddenly realized: "No wonder the Hui Sect hasn't been causing any trouble lately."
Li Ying: “…”
They don't look for trouble, not just because they have business to do, but mainly because they are afraid of being caught and forced to operate sewing machines!
He wanted to do something bad, but the conditions did not allow it!
Zhu Changyang smiled and asked casually, "Brother Shen, would you like to consider becoming a distributor of this instant noodle? I can discuss it with Sister Yan and give your family the biggest discount."
The Shen family's business empire is huge. If we can build their channels, there is no need to worry about not being able to grow bigger and stronger.
“This…” Shen Zha was really tempted. His family had been doing business for generations, and he had a keen sense of the market. He could see the value of this side at a glance. However, doing business with the Demon Cult still brought some pressure.
After all, he was a disciple of the Zhan Cang Sect, and he was not as unruly as the Industrial Sect. He hesitated and said, "I have to discuss this with my family."
"No rush, you can take your time to think about it." Zhu Changyang did not force him, but said sincerely, "Anyway, you will always be my richest, ahem, most precious friend."
"I didn't expect that you all thought so highly of me!" Shen Zha was deeply moved and had an impulse to send money. "What new products does the Industrial Sect have recently? I'll place a few orders..."
Zhu Changyang skillfully took out a list of products and gave it to him: "Take a look at them."
other people:"… "
Such a sincere and simple friendship.
Ming Rusu couldn't help but lean over and said, "Let me take a look."
Nan Rongbo pointed at the words above and said, "Electric shaver is...?"
Jun Shu: "Handy, please introduce the product."
Li Ying: ?
The director could actually scream even more unpleasantly!
Li Ying: “…Oh.”
Studio:
[Pfft, why is there a flight promotion segment! ]
[Jun Shu is going too far! Not only did he ask someone to work as a flight attendant part-time, he even called him a robot guy! ]
Several people happily started shopping on Taobao. Jun Shu opened a bag of biscuits and suddenly realized something. He turned his head to look out the window. His eyes flashed and he sent out a ray of spiritual awareness to explore the distance.
His spiritual sense was extremely strong. In an instant, he crossed the mountains, penetrated deep into the swirling clouds, and touched a powerful spiritual power.
"The Kunlun sect has set up a protective barrier over there." Jun Shu rested his forearm on the window sill, tapped the glass lightly with his fingertips, and added, "It's a very strong barrier."
"Really?" Zhu Changyang didn't think much about it. As a modern person who had watched various international competitions, he was used to it and responded casually, "Security will be upgraded during the competition."
Jun Shu felt something was strange, so he threw the biscuit into his mouth and continued to look into the depths of the clouds thoughtfully.
The barrier was wide and vast, with powerful spiritual power, surrounding Kunlun Sect and Kunlun City. Not only that, Kunlun disciples would patrol the barrier from time to time, and the security was very strict.
Given Kunlun's might and the fact that so many masters from major sects will be gathered during the competition, it's understandable that they would be cautious, but there's absolutely no need for such a big fuss.
While I was thinking, I heard Zhu Changyang say, "We're here."
When everyone came to their senses and looked out the window, they discovered that the helicopter had already arrived above the Kunlun Sect's mountain gate.
The gate of Kunlun Mountain is composed of two huge stone swords, with their hilts pointing upwards and their tips pointing downwards, inserted into the mountain ridge.
The sword on the west side is full of ravines and grooves. It is Kunlun's trial stone. If Kunlun disciples want to go out for training, they must pass this stone before they can go down the mountain.
The sword on the east side is connected to the Immortal Platform. The top of the hilt is several feet wide and is engraved with cranes and auspicious clouds. One side is connected to a stone bridge, leading directly to the Kunlun Immortal Palace.
Zhu Changyang controlled the helicopter and circled downward.
Looking down from the air, one can see that the Wenxin Peak is crowded with people, and it is very lively. In addition to the participating sect disciples, there are also many independent cultivators and mortals.
Unlike the preliminary round, the final is a competition, which not only does not restrict others from entering, but also sells tickets to the public.
After all, in addition to selecting new talents, the sect competition is also an important publicity opportunity for each faction to expand its influence and absorb new people and local residents.
Furthermore, hosting a sect competition is very expensive, and ticket revenue is an important source of funds.
Such a top-level event is undoubtedly very attractive. Not only the righteous continent, but also the demonic continents are paying attention to it. There are countless people who want to watch it. It is said that all the inns in Kunlun City were fully booked a few days ago.
As for the guests who can reach Wenxin Peak in advance, they all come from distinguished backgrounds, either the lord of a city or the descendant of an aristocratic family.
In addition to watching the game, these people will also secretly examine the strength of each faction, which will determine which faction they will lean towards in the future and to whom they should pay protection fees.
The simultaneous arrival of the four sect leaders caused a small sensation on Wenxin Peak, and many people came to watch.
Originally, the Industrial Sect was the weakest, but as soon as the Auspicious Wheel Iron Carriage landed, it easily became the focus again.
The crowd gathered around the Immortal Receiving Platform and looked at the iron chariot curiously, especially those mortals from noble families who had been begging for a flying chariot but failed. They stared at it intently, secretly wondering how the chariot could take off.
Zhu Changyang didn't care. He calmly opened the door and got out of the car with everyone else.
There was a commotion in front, "Master Wen is here."
The crowd retreated to both sides like a tide, leaving the middle passage.
The man in the middle is wearing a crane cloak and a martial crown made of the finest Kunshan fat jade. He has sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and is dignified. He is none other than the famous Kunlun Sect Leader Wen Chuxue.
Wen Chuxue looks very young, but he is actually nearly 500 years old. He is the nephew of Master Gu Peng.
The leaders of the three major sects stepped forward one after another, "Master Wen, long time no see."
Wen Chuxue returned the greetings one by one: "I am sorry for coming from afar to meet you."
This was the first time Zhu Changyang met Wen Chuxue. Unlike the other sects, he was not as familiar with each other, so he just waved his hand politely: "Master Wen, hello."
"I think this is the master of all sects." Wen Chuxue glanced at the helicopter behind him and said with a smile, "I have heard of your name for a long time."
When the people around heard this, they almost burst into laughter.
It was rather incongruous that the head of Kunlun, the most powerful sect in the continent, said to a small sect that was not even one year old, "I've heard of your great name for a long time."
But this is the truth. Not only Wen Chuxue, but everyone present has heard about the commotion that the masters have caused in the Nine Realms in the past two years.
"Master Wen, you are too polite." Zhu Changyang remained calm and clasped his fists in return, "You are still more famous."
Wen Chuxue laughed loudly and looked at the man in white at the side: "Then this person must be the fellow Daoist Jun who killed the undead demon corpse with his sword."
"It's me." Jun Shu turned on politeness mode, "Hello."
Wen Chuxue exchanged a few pleasantries, then led the several sect leaders towards the main peak: "Please come this way..."
Zhu Changyang was about to move forward when a black shadow jumped out from his side. The developer let out a loud "meow" and suddenly pounced backwards.
Xuan Yang was startled: "Sister, be careful!"
Zhu Changyang turned around quickly and saw the developer leaping onto the rotor of the helicopter, spreading his sharp claws and slapping down behind one of the blades.
The demonic power dissipated, and another cat's cry suddenly sounded on the roof of the car. A brown ball of fur jumped up, and it turned out to be a white-bellied tabby demon cat about a foot long.
It turned out that the tabby cat took advantage of everyone's inattention and secretly ran to the roof of the helicopter to play with the propeller.
The developer had a strong sense of territory, so when he spotted another monster approaching his car, he naturally became furious and attacked the cat.
The tabby cat was not willing to be outdone. It immediately opened its mouth and pounced towards the developer fiercely, "Meow--"
Then he was hit on the head by the developer and flew out, hitting the ground with a "bang".
The tabby cat was so angry at the insult that it rolled on the ground, arched its back, and yelled at the developer: "Meow meow meow meow—"
Xuan Yang's brows knitted when he heard this: "This cat has no manners."
The developer had only intended to give a minor punishment, without even showing his teeth, but when he heard that the demon cat dared to speak rudely, his dark face suddenly became even darker, and with a roar, he jumped off the roof of the car and pounced directly on the tabby cat.
The tabby cat was shocked and wanted to escape, but it was too late. It was pinned to the ground with its white belly facing up and its four legs up in the air.
The tabby cat's eyes were filled with fear: "Meow meow meow—"
The developer turned a deaf ear to him, sat on the tabby cat, held it down tightly, then opened his mouth wide and bit the cat's head.
Then an anxious voice was heard from the crowd, "Don't eat it—"
The voice is crisp and very childish.
Along with the sound, the wind blew up and an invisible force suddenly attacked the developer.
His skills were not that strong, but he was very skillful and blew the developer away.
The developer was eating like crazy, and he had no time to protect himself, so he staggered when the wind blew. Carbon Face got angry and said, "Meow!"
"Xuan Wei!" Xuan Yang was afraid that the developer would get hurt, so just as he was about to rush forward, Jun Shu was faster than him and moved his fingers to shake off the cultivator who was attacking the developer.
At the same time, the developer gulped down and swallowed the entire head of the tabby cat.
The scene was truly brutal. The crowd shuddered in surprise. The childish voice cried out, "Xiaohua, my Xiaohua—"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a little girl, about seven or eight years old, with two buns on her head and wearing a lotus-colored short jacket.
The little girl squeezed out from behind the crowd, looked at the developer eagerly, rubbed her eyes and sobbed: "Good cat, please don't eat the flower, please give it back to me..."
When everyone saw that it was actually a child, they immediately felt sorry for him. Some people even exclaimed, "Oh my!", "It's from the Four Extremes Sect."
The Siji Sect is a major school of magic and has a very impressive background.
Everyone couldn't help but turn to look at Jun Shu, who had just tried to stop them, with complicated looks in their eyes.
In the world of cultivation, it is common for spiritual pets to fight each other. If you lose, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck, but it will still be troublesome if you mess with a big sect.
Jun Shu didn't care at all. He looked at the developer and said with disgust: "Hurry up and spit it out. The stray cats outside are dirty. Remember to brush your teeth when you go back."
The developer spit out the cat's head with a "yue" sound.
However, the cat's head was intact. Apart from a little saliva on it, there was no damage at all.
"Woo woo!" The girl was overjoyed and burst into laughter, "Xiaohua is fine!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the tabby cat meowed, arched its neck, and actually put its head into the black cat's mouth again, as if it wanted to put it back.
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The girl was stunned and asked blankly: "Xiaohua, what are you doing?"
Zhu Changyang seemed to sense something and frowned, "Shangzi, what's hidden in your mouth?"
The developer blinked innocently, looking like he didn't understand what he was talking about.
Jun Shu glanced at him calmly: "Hmm?"
The developer's eyes went blank, and he quickly made another "yue" sound, and spit out something all over the floor with a "ding-ling-dang" sound.
Zhu Changyang took a closer look—monster happy balls, cat scratching boards, cat teasers, a large bag of freeze-dried animal meat, and even a cat treadmill.
Zhu Changyang: “…”
How come this guy can swallow more and more
If I continue to develop this, I might really learn the oral storage technique of the Brahmans!
The author has something to say:
Shangzai: Wait until I learn the magic of Rugui Fupo, first I will swallow the freeze-dried food, then swallow my father, and finally take in the entire Fubiao Mountain!
(End of this chapter)