Talisman Emperor

Inside the Taotie Palace Palace, Jiji meets.

Tao Zhentian and many other immortal ancestors sat in the helm, and in the middle of the 10,000-strong palace, a hundred kitchen tables were listed in turn.

On both sides of the hall, there is a row of cases with a wooden box, piled up like a mountain, all of which are rare ingredients from all over the world, prepared for the spiritual chef to be tested again.

When Chen Xi's dusty figure appeared in the palace, he was suddenly watched by more than a dozen unfair eyes, but, as if he had not seen it, he rushed to a kitchen table at the behest of the waiter.

On the kitchen table, a variety of kitchen utensils have long been arranged, neatly listed there to admire.

Chen Xituan stood in front of the kitchen table and looked at the nose and nose, no longer ignoring the surroundings.

He knew that he was now the most unpopular object in the hall, or that it was best to be quiet in order not to cause more discomfort.

Since the retrieval has not yet begun, the spiritual chef who arrived in the hall, chatting, unconscious, all looked at Chen Ti, more or less smelled surprised.

The reason is simple: after yesterday's initial trial, the list of the top 100 candidates for promotion was published and hung in the streets and alleys of Taotie City.

Chen Xi's name, also in it, caused the whole city to roar and rave.

Today, almost everyone knows that Chen Xi came to Taotie City, but no one ever thought that he would come to Taotie City to participate in the Golden List of Spiritual Chefs!

What's even worse is that he was promoted from Big Big Big Big to the top 100!

That sense of stunning and absurdity is like watching a world swordsman suddenly not fix his sword and go kill a chicken to kill a cow...

It's incredible for everyone, but it just happened, and it became an interesting, surprising story for the whole of Taotie City.

For the spiritual chefs, Chen Xi's joining made them feel that the competition had a bit of a fussy smell, and even suspected that Chen Xi's ability to advance was not the dark box operation of the Tao clan.

Admittedly, Chen Xi's credentials are stunning, and his combat skills can be described in terms of excellence among peers, but... does he know what cooking is?

These spiritual chefs, all of whom come from all over the world from the Great Lakes, are famous, the cooking lanes are extraordinary, many are also honored as “masters”, are admired by countless generations, and maintain a scepticism about Chen Xi's ability to appear here.

Even some people don't care about Chen Xi at all.

Ordinarily, they may be happy to make this man proud of himself, but since he's all here as a spiritual chef, he's different.

After all, this competition also means competition. Without the sword and light shadow, the severity is no worse. Everyone wants to be in the top three, who wants to be taken by others?

Especially... Chen Xiao may have joined the "back door"!

“Alas, I thought it was a spiritual kitchen party, and whoever wanted it was broken by a rat shit.” Someone sighed, with sandshot.

“Well, I can't say that. Perhaps there are other hidden things. I'm afraid that someone will show up and make it difficult for Taotie friends to do. Everyone understands.” Someone acted as an old good man, but outside the words, it smelled strange in the yin and yang.

“Difficult? To break the rules of the game on purpose? It's a dark screen!” Someone's got a temper, what to say, all the way.

These discussions directly stimulated the elders sitting on the head at that end, their cheeks twitched, causing a stomach fire nowhere to be vented, only to cast their eyes on the culprit Chen Xi, and their eyes were freezing to kill.

If it weren't for this bastard, how could there be such a controversy?

But the bias they can't explain, even the darker the picture, the less they can, the presence of Chen Ti is really odd, and only they know what Chen Ti's cooking is really like.

Chen Xi Lan is still not surprised. If the old monk is settled, he will not listen to everything.

Unfortunately, he was reluctant to argue with it, but in the eyes of others, he became poorly reasoned and more unscrupulous, hiding needles in every word and making the most of the mockery.

Finally, even Patriarch Tao Zhentian can't watch any longer. He can't stop it. If this continues, this retrial must become a laughing stock in the practice world.

“Okay, try again now!” Tao Zhentian announced that his gaze deliberately glanced at Chen Ti and saw the latter as a faint look, but a sigh in his heart.

He even had some hope that the guy would show his hand and not be too embarrassed to expose himself to undue stains on the reputation of the Taoist clan.

The title of the contest is written on a sheet of paper and sealed in a black box.

This jade box is made of a special material that insulates the divine discovery and is worth no less than the value of a half fairy.

The rehearsed spiritual chef will need to cook a dish according to the title given on the note after he has drawn the paper note from the box, and the best will win.

Soon after, when the competition started, an old man walked up to the front, pulled out a sheet of paper and took a moment to pick out the ingredients he needed and started.

Most spiritual chefs opened their eyes and stared closely at the old man, wanting to see what his level was, thus forming a judgement and preparing themselves for later action.

Only Chen Xi and a handful of spiritual chefs still sit there, like a muddy statue, calm and unwavering.

Time flies by.

One spiritual chef after the other, pulled out a note, followed the title, some happy, some frowned, different colors.

This retry is time-limited, and every spiritual chef must complete cooking within an hour, or they will be eliminated directly.

In just two hours, there are seven or eight spiritual chefs, even one of whom is a long-established spiritual chef, who leaves in the dark for failing to finish cooking!

This makes the atmosphere in the hall tense and dull.

The tempting fragrance lingers in the air in the hall, but no one pays attention, let alone speaks.

When this retry was almost over, Chen Xiao, as the last person, walked forward and began to extract the paper paper. In fact, there was no need to extract it at all, because there was only one last piece of paper left in the box.

Chen Xiao opened the paper, a little dozen, couldn't help it.

Other spiritual chefs have long looked forward to Chen Xi's appearance. At this time, they all looked at the paper note in his hand and saw only four words written on it - the heart of the ape Yima!