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"That's right. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I try, I can't find a way to defeat Him."
"In fact, there is no need to defeat Him. He also wants freedom. After so many years, has His strength really improved a lot?"
"I see. He has selfish motives. Come, eat the food. This is all from my disciples."
"Okay, I'll try it. Not bad, quite interesting."
"drink wine."
"This wine is not good enough."
"This is 30-year-old Jiujiang double-distilled wine. I usually can't bear to drink it."
"Well, drink my 100-year-old monkey wine."
"Hiss, good wine, what a pity, I won't be able to drink it anymore."
"The Master is a little dishonest. I just want to give some directly."
"Hahaha, thank you."
"System, copy."
[Congratulations to the host for achieving the sixth level of the Unlimited Realm and the seventh level of the Extraordinary Realm. A gentleman is not a tool. Do you want to merge them?]
"Fusion."
Some were generous, copying to the seventh realm in one breath, and also had the secret of the academy, a gentleman was not an instrument of intention.
"Master, how did Ning Que come here?"
"His mother gave birth to him."
"Master, you know that's not what I want to ask."
"I do not know."
"do not know?"
Hinata Hoshino looked at the teacher suspiciously, this didn't seem true.
"Master, look at this dish. I put so much effort into it."
Chen Pipi was carrying the dishes and looked up to see the Master and Hinata Hoshino drinking.
"Master, who is this?"
"He, my brother."
"It's polite."
Hinata Hoshino smiled and bowed to Chen Pipi, but Chen Pipi didn't understand and could only bow in salute.
"This Taoist priest, I am honored."
Chen Pipi is treating him as a Taoist priest from the South Gate of Haotian Dao. He grew up in Zhishou Temple. If he is really a Taoist priest of Zhishou Temple, he should know him.
"I don't believe in Haotian."
The Master smiled and stroked his long beard, "Pipi, he believes in the Three Pure Ones."
Three Pure Ones? Chen Pipi was puzzled, what are the Three Pure Ones? Master and Hinata Hoshino were laughing happily.
"Master, your disciple's cooking is pretty good, but it's still a little bit behind mine."
"Oh, really? I'd really like to try it."
"Little Fatty, lend me the kitchen."
"Hey, hey, I haven't agreed yet... Hey."
Hinata Hoshino walked into Chen Pipi's kitchen on his own and saw a piece of beef.
"I remember that the Tang Dynasty couldn't kill cattle?"
Although it is a fictional world, the Tang Kingdom is based on the template of the Tang Dynasty, and its capital is Chang'an.
"The cow that committed suicide."
"Don't learn from Cheng Yaojin. His oxen either crashed into trees or fell off cliffs. Even more outrageous is that the mother cow died for love."
"what?"
"Don't worry about these details. Are there any fans?"
"Have."
"flour?"
"Have."
Hinata Hoshino finished the first dish, Huang Jin smiled and closed the lid.
Chen Pipi wanted to take it out, but was stopped by Hinata Hoshino, "There is another dish, wait."
The second dish is the magical mapo tofu with six flavors in one. Put the lid on.
"Okay, let's go out."
Chen Pipi was distressed as he prepared a dish in each hand. The Master recalled the stunning glimpse he got when Ning Que came, and silently cast a layer of telekinesis over his eyes.
Seeing the teacher's actions, Hinata Hoshino felt a little amused, he was a fellow fun-loving person.
Chen Pipi opened the lid, and a golden light shot straight into the sky, "My eyes, ah oh, roo roo roo."
Chen Pipi sniffed and uncovered the next dish. Then there was another strong golden light. Chen Pipi's face trembled. "Master, I'm going to take a rest. My eyes hurt a little."
"Come, try it."
"it is good."
The teacher picked up a golden fried bun, squeezed it, and made a strange laugh. Then, as if a chain reaction had started, all the buns began to make sounds.
"This sound is a bit strange."
"I think so too, but it's good to be scary. Why don't you send one over to your disciples to have a taste."
"Hmm, good idea."
The Master waved his hand and buns flew all over the sky. His twelve disciples received the packages one after another. The Master deliberately did not send any further message.
The eldest disciple Li Manman looked at the bun with a strange laugh, picked up the water scoop and poked it, and found it was fine. He took it and took a bite, his mouth full of soup, "Delicious! Thank you, Master."
The second disciple Jun Mo subconsciously slashed with his sword, then realized that this was the second floor of the academy, and who else except the master had the ability to deliver the express silently.
He used his sword to catch the bun. Looking at the bun with a strange smile, Jun Mo was silent for a while, but still tried to take a bite, "Thank you, Master."
I mean, it's delicious, but I can't tell the difference.
The third disciple, Yu Lian, was copying books in the old library. He took the bun and took a bite, and the soup splashed all over the table.
"Click."
On the desk was the paper she copied. This was the result of her day's work. The brush was directly broken into two sections. She gritted her teeth and said, "Thank you, Master."
"I'm not saying anything, Master, you have a lot of fun."
"It's really interesting. Hahaha, drink, drink."
The fourth disciple is Fan Yue, a master of talismans; the fifth disciple is Song Lian, a chess master; the sixth disciple is a blacksmith; the seventh disciple is Mu You, a master of formations; the eighth disciple is Beigong Weiyang; the ninth disciple is also known as the chess master together with Song Lian; the tenth disciple is Ximen Buhuo and the eighth disciple is a pair of music fanatics; the eleventh disciple is Wang Chi, a lover of flowers and plants; and the twelfth disciple is Chen Pipi, who is very close.
"My Shanhe Plate! Thank you, Master."
"My chessboard! Thank you, Master."*2
"My sword! Thank you, Master."
"My flute! Thank you, Master."
"My zither! Thank you, Master."
"My flowers! Thank you, Master."
"Hahahaha!"
"Hahahaha!"
The Master and Hinata Hoshino laughed so hard that they fell backwards. It was funny, too funny. Anyway, it was just a small prank, a little bit of oil, what big deal could it be?
"Master!"*9
Except for Li Manman, Jun Mo and Chen Pipi, the other nine people all came over and knelt on one knee to salute.
Hinata Hoshino looked at the teacher and signaled with his eyes, "You solve it yourself, I'm just here to watch."
The master returned a look and said that watching the show together was accomplice, so he helped.
The two people's blinking exchanges successfully made the nine people notice the existence of Hinata Hoshino.
But for now, I still need an answer, "Are the buns delicious?"
"Master, this is a natural delicacy that I have received, but I accidentally let the grease splash and damaged my beloved creature. Please help me, Master."
The master scratched his head and said, "Just wash it."
Yu Lian took out the rice paper soaked in grease and said nothing, yet it seemed as if she had said everything.
Hinata Hoshino waved his hand, the grease was removed, the rice paper became white again, and the writing was preserved.
"Look, do you want to solve it together?"
"Master, you are so unkind. We can watch the fun together, but I am the only one cleaning up this mess."
"Hey! I am powerless, unlike you, whose power is greater than the sky."
Hinata Hoshino shook his head and helped them clean the grease. After all this commotion, Hinata Hoshino was no longer in the mood to continue drinking.
"I'm going to visit the old bookstore."
Hinata Hoshino left only one sentence and left the back mountain and came to the old book building.
Ning Que stood up slowly. He did not feel any discomfort but instead felt full of strength. The dragon meat was still on the table and a piece of paper was pressed under the wine bottle.
First, first, you are in the darkness but your feet are on the light.
Ning Que looked at the note and was a little confused. What did it mean? The next moment, Sangsang also woke up.
"Master."