"What hysteria?! You..."

"Hey, don't let the two of you hurt your harmony. This Ten Dharma Conference invites people from all over the world, from Taoist sects to martial arts circles. I have read in a book that there is a process in the Dharma Conference called Xiao Lun Tao.

By using force to make friends, you may be able to meet one or two friends, and then you will know whether they are true or false."

"Hmph, when the time comes when Zhen Dao takes action, those who disrespect Dao Lord will be shocked to the point of pissing themselves!"

"Then I'll wait and see how powerful this person is."

In a tea shop, Chen Yu was sitting in the corner. He was holding a plate of glutinous rice cakes with yellow sauce in his hand. The soft glutinous pastries as big as six wine glasses cost one hundred and forty-seven yuan. Fortunately, the faint aroma made people salivate, so it was not worth it.

After asking for a long time, he found the shop at the corner of the alley.

In addition, he also bought a lot of food. He also secretly observed the preparation of some delicious food and planned to go back to try the Lingzhi ingredients.

All kinds of food were wrapped in lotus leaves and oiled paper and placed in the wonder. At this moment, he experienced the beauty of portable storage, which was really convenient.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Across from each other, the two people, who were getting more and more heated during the conversation, were already gearing up, with their faces red and their ears wide open, as if they were going to perform a full-scale martial arts show before the ceremony.

Some people who do good deeds are applauded repeatedly, while others encourage them and even throw away a few coins, as if they are giving rewards, constantly urging them.

Whistles flew together, and another person at the same table, who probably knew both parties, was sweating profusely to dissuade him. After all, it was really indecent to start a fight. If word spread about the fight, and others heard that it was actually to argue about the authenticity of the so-called gods, I'm afraid

Even more ashamed.

Immortal Taoist Lord is just talking about it, how can it be true.

"Have a rest, have a rest, brothers, please don't get angry."

Chen Yu ate the pastry, one bite at a time in the eyes of several pairs of envious eyes, savoring the flavor of this purely handmade dish.

I was thinking about how to make the same glutinous rice cake. After all, spiritual plants are different from ordinary materials, and their properties and characteristics are very different.

Wow!

The dishes fell and the wooden table fell.

"Hit him! Take him out!"

"Why are you scratching your eyes? Are you a little bitch like that?"

"Good man! Good man! Don't smash the bowl! It's my bowl!"

Just as he was thinking about it, a fight started nearby, but his companion failed to stop him after all. The tall man in blue clothes took the lead, punching and kicking him. The scene became more and more heated with the noise of the busybodies around him.

Chen Yu didn't stop him, he just curled his fingers secretly and used two rays of magical power invisible to others to protect the fallen dishes and the fallen wooden table, so as to avoid damaging the pond fish and causing losses to the store.

As for the two people fighting... their movements were weak, their moves were poor, and they could not cause serious injuries. He stroked his belly, and it was rare for him, as a monk in the Dinxia Realm, to feel a little hungry.

It's really a meal.

"Staff! Come to a bowl of noodles with oil, two liang!"
Chapter completed!