The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

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Tusita Palace.

"I've seen Laojun." Ling Chi saluted Taishang Laojun next to the alchemy furnace.

Taishang Laojun nodded and said, "When will you leave?"

"Let's go after visiting some friends." Ling Chi said, "Do you have an explanation from Laojun?"

Taishang Laojun was silent for a moment, and said: "There are people beyond people, and there is sky beyond the sky. Be careful in everything."

Ling Chi clasped his fists and bowed: "Thank you for your guidance, old gentleman, and I will bid you farewell, junior."

Watching Ling Chi leave the Tushita Palace, Taishang Laojun sighed softly: "I will be lonely in the future."

……

Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

"My virtuous brother is leaving now?" Zhen Yuanzi was full of reluctance: "You and I have only known each other for hundreds of years and we are going to be separated, Brother Yu..."

Ling Chi smiled and said: "There is always a banquet in the world, but I still have the pursuit of cooking skills, but six saints have been born in this world, and my younger brother's promotion level has been exhausted, so I have to find another way."

Zhen Yuanzi let out a long sigh: "Forget it, Brother Yu has such an ambition to make progress, how can Brother Yu stop it. It's just that the mountain is high and the road is far away, I hope that Brother will cherish it a lot, and when I come back in the future, Brother Yu will have a good time with Brother Yu again."

Ling Chi smiled and said: "If there is a day, my younger brother will definitely bring out the best food and wine, and conspire with my elder brother to get drunk."

Zhen Yuanzi laughed loudly: "Brother Yu looks forward to this day coming soon."

……

It was spring, and a student surnamed Liu, named Xi, and named Yanchang went to Beijing to take the exam and passed by Huayin.Hearing that the San Niangniang in the Xiyue Temple was very efficacious, he walked into the temple respectfully. three heads.

The hall was surrounded by incense and mist, and the statue of the Three Virgins sat cross-legged on the altar, dignified, beautiful and lifelike, he couldn't help but feel awe, but unfortunately, Liu Xi even drew three empty lots.Thinking of ten years of studying hard in the cold window, nine years of mental suffering, uncertain future, and hopeless fame, I couldn't help feeling sad, so I chanted my resentment into a doggerel and wrote it on the wall of Xueying Palace.

The poem goes: Liu Xi was full of anger when he wrote the pen, and he only blamed the Holy Mother and the third empress, who lived in the shrine with a heart like iron, and received incense in one place in vain.

After the question, Liu Xi seemed to let out a sigh of relief, so he brushed the dust off his sleeves, held his head high, and walked away.

Ling Chi, who had just left Wuzhuang Temple, had a feeling in his heart, and he knew the whole process of the matter with a glance of consciousness, his eyes turned cold immediately, and he flicked his fingers lightly.

Liu Yanchang, who was walking on the road, was suddenly shattered to pieces, his mind and soul all gone.

The servant boy who guarded the temple saw this scene, and his back immediately turned cold.Although it was Liu Yanchang who died, the fleeting horror just now made him feel the taste of death.

Thinking that Liu Yanchang ended up like this because he insulted San ShengMu by mentioning poems, he was both scared and excited.It is natural to be afraid, but the excitement is to be proud that the Three Holy Mothers I serve are such a powerful god.

On the contrary, Yang Chan, who was drinking tea and chatting with Yang Jian in Guanjiangkou, sensed what happened here. She was ashamed that a small mortal dared to insult her, but she was also happy that Ling Chi loved her so much. Chi's determination to go together.

Poor Liu Yanchang, even in his dreams, he never imagined that a marriage that originally belonged to him, but because of Ling Chi's appearance, there was a huge deviation.If he didn't get the beautiful family members like flowers, he didn't get the well-behaved and sensible son, but he ended up utterly devastated. If he had known that he would end up like this on impulse, how could he dare to vent his dissatisfaction in the Temple of the Three Virgins?

Accidentally, Liu Yanchang became a model of not being dead.

……

Leaving the boundary of Longevity Mountain, Ling Chi returned to Datang.

If it is the original history, the Tang Dynasty has perished at this time, and it was replaced by the period of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. However, Ling Chi left Li Shimin with the strategy of establishing the country, which led to the Tang Dynasty maintaining sufficient prosperity in the past 300 years. More than a dozen monarchs, almost all of them wise and powerful, also made the Tang Dynasty more stable, and the people's livelihood developed and flourished.

Moreover, as early as the Tang Taizong period, industrial research began. Now, after more than three hundred years, Datang at this time has become a relatively developed industrial empire with automobiles, trains, ships, airplanes, electrical appliances, etc., especially With the emergence of muskets, artillery, steel warships, and bombers, Datang has become the true master of the entire Nanzhan continent, and is even expanding towards the other three continents.

It's a pity that this world is ruled by gods and monsters. Although Datang has developed a super-powerful industrial civilization, these powerful industrial weapons are useless in the face of gods and Buddhas all over the sky, and with the development of industry, it has led to The rapid deterioration of the environment has polluted the aura of this world, and it has become especially serious in recent decades. This is also the reason why the School of Cooking Gods has been unable to recruit qualified helpers for three consecutive years.

Ling Chi does not regret helping Datang to develop industry. After all, human beings are weak, and gods and monsters compete to snatch incense from the world, making human beings believers and vassals of gods and monsters. When necessary, they even sacrifice boys and girls in exchange for peace.

Although Ling Chi is already a master at the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, he is still a human being in the final analysis. As a human being, he does not want to see any gods or any race riding on the human race to shit and pee. Human beings themselves are weak, but human wisdom It is infinite. Ling Chi just described the outline of an industrial empire to Li Shimin. Datang relied on its own talents and development to establish such a powerful industrial empire in just 300 years. This is how humans fight against gods and demons. Capital.

Although they are not opponents now, as long as they continue to develop, sooner or later, the human race will become the real master of this world.

Ling Chi is very confident about this, because he can say responsibly that even the Palace of Heaven cannot withstand the bombardment of mushroom bombs.The power of the mushroom bomb is comparable to the full blow of a quasi-sage master.

Although Datang has not yet developed nuclear weapons.

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Chang'an, the capital of Tang Dynasty, the center of the world.

Ling Chi strolled along Chang'an Avenue, which has a permanent population of 3000 million, and watched all the foreign merchants and overseas students from all over the world set up stalls and sell goods on the street, or travel together. Without contempt, Ling Chi smiled, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

This is the prosperous Tang Dynasty in his mind, the center of the world where all nations come to court.

"Eh!"

A sachet was thrown over suddenly, and Ling Chi raised his hand to catch it. Seeing the smiling girl in the flower skirt a few meters away, she smiled and said, "Miss, what do you mean?"

"Are you an outsider?" Seeing that Ling Chi's accent was wrong, the girl in the flower skirt took a few steps forward, with a nympho in her eyes: "Are you married?"

Ling Chi couldn't help laughing, and said: "So that's the case, I'm sorry, I have a wife and concubine, I can only live up to the kindness of the young lady." Saying this, he returned the sachet.

The girl in the flower skirt showed disappointment, took the sachet, and said: "I didn't expect you to marry a wife and concubine so early, so do you have any brothers?"

Ling Chi smiled and said: "Although I have a brother-in-law, he is quite old, and I am afraid that the grandfather of a young lady is more than enough."

"Bah." The girl in the flower skirt spat softly, and said, "This lady doesn't collect rags." After a pause, "You came to Chang'an alone?"

Ling Chi looked at her and said, "What do you want to ask, miss? You might as well speak up."

"Since that's the case, I'll cut to the chase." The girl in the flower skirt blushed charmingly, and said, "Would you like to spend some time with me?"

"..."

The boldness of the Tang Dynasty is well-deserved.

Ling Chi shook his head, turned around and disappeared into the crowd. Seeing him walking so simply, the girl in the flower skirt stomped her lotus feet, very unwilling: "Damn it, it's rare to meet such a young man like Yu."

……

Ling Chi walked the streets of Chang'an all day long, but only after dark did he realize that adult life has just begun.

The Tang Dynasty at this time did have the feasting and feasting of a modern metropolis. Even ordinary people would go to the tavern to have a drink, and when they met a lonely woman, they would talk to her and comfort her.

On the streets and squares, there are aunts dancing with the music, and under the street lamps, there are old men setting up a chessboard. Every movement and stillness complement each other.

Great country and prosperity, but that's all.

Ling Chi stayed in Chang'an for several days, and then spent three months traveling all over the mountains and rivers of Datang, witnessing the achievements of Datang's development over the past three hundred years.

Compared with modern times, although there are still some remote areas that are relatively poor and do not have any social welfare, at least the common people can eat enough with their own hard work as long as they are not lazy. In this era, it can be regarded as unprecedented. grand scene.