Chapter 77: Great opportunity, carving soup?

It turns out that I am the master Xiuxian. Two hours later.
The sky above Lingyun Fairy Pavilion.
The two escape lights came quickly, without stopping halfway, and rushed directly into the gate.
"Three elders, come out quickly!"
Before Lin Mufeng entered the door, he shouted excitedly, his face flushed with excitement.
Many disciples of Lingyun Immortal Pavilion paid their attention.
Anyone who knows his pavilion master deeply knows where the pavilion master got the treasure from which 80%, and came to offer the treasure!
With a slight glance, they saw the square box that the pavilion master was holding. The box was transparent and it seemed to contain something.
Could it be this?
What kind of baby will it be?
The three elders were naturally very familiar with this scene, and there was almost no delay, and they rushed out of the hall, expecting: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Is something good?"
Lin Mufeng stroked his beard, smiled inscrutablely, and said with a smile: "Visit the expert today, the harvest is quite fruitful, this treasure is absolutely beyond your imagination!"
Too big to our imagination?
Huh Huh!
The breath of the three elders couldn't help but heavier, their eyes fixed on their pavilion master.
"Really, really?" the elder asked tremblingly.
The second elder had a fierce temper and couldn't wait to ask: "What the is it, let us open our eyes quickly!"
"Hurry up, don't play dumb puzzles!" The Third Elder also urged.
Lin Mufeng's face was flushed, and the smile on his face gradually enlarged. He raised the packing box in his hand high, and said excitedly: "That's it! Dangdangdang!"
The three elders met in unison, held their breath, and cast their eyes on the packing box.
At this sight, I was stunned.
The radiant vision they had imagined did not appear. It seemed to be just a plain box with... soup?
The Grand Elder was a little confused, and he was not sure: "Could this be a box of... chicken soup?"
"No, it's carving soup!"
Lin Mufeng corrected, "This is the carving soup I finally got from an expert while licking my face!"
Carving soup?
Is there a difference?
The smiles on the faces of the three elders gradually disappeared, and they didn't know what attitude they should use to respond to their pavilion master.
And I felt a little uneasy inside, glanced at each other, and shook his head without a trace.
Could it be that the pavilion master went out, encountered an enemy, and was beaten to his brain?
"Puff, hahaha"
At this moment, there was a burst of laughter from the entrance of the hall, "Old man Lin, are you stupid? You brought back a box of carved soup as a treasure. Could it be that Lingyun Immortal Pavilion has become so poor? It's really difficult. Go get some steamed buns from me, minced meat!"
Lin Mufeng couldn't help but stunned. Then he saw that behind the three elders, there was an old man in Tsing Yi. The old man had dark skin and a lot of wrinkles on his face. He didn't have the immortal spirit bones of ordinary cultivators. Like an old farmer from the countryside.
"Old man Sun? Why are you here?" Lin Mufeng was stunned.
"I've come here to give you a chance!" Old man Sun chuckled and said, "This chance is much more valuable than your bowl of carving soup.
Lao Lin, it's not that I said you, a thousand-year-old person, don't be so naive, put down the soup in your hands. "
"You give me a chance?" Lin Mufeng smiled with disdain at the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "There is no chance like this soup! I think you clearly came here to catch the chance!"
"Old man Lin, your brain is pretty funny? I won't even look at the Yulu Qiongye when I put it in front of me. You never know where to pack the leftover soup, I will be rare?" Old man Sun immediately angered, furious. It's all red.
Insult, this is Chi Guoguo's insult!
"Haha, how can the frog at the bottom of the well know how extraordinary this soup is?"
Lin Mufeng glanced at the crowd with a scornful look, and then with a pious heart, he carefully opened the lid of the box, for fear of a splash of soup.
This packaging box is airtight and has a special craftsmanship. It can actually prevent the heat from leaking out. The whole carving soup is just as hot as it has just been served.
The things of an expert are really extraordinary, even the packaging boxes that are given away are so high-end.
"Fuck."
As the lid was lifted, an extremely strong fragrance erupted like a long-standing volcano.
Old man Sun was just about to continue taunting, but he couldn't say it anymore. He just felt that the smell was clogging his throat along his nostrils, and he couldn't speak.
The faces of the three elders also condensed abruptly, their noses twitched unanimously, and they looked at the carving soup with surprise.
Fragrant.
Good smell!
"Gudong."
Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, only feeling their mouths dry, and they urgently needed a sip of soup to relieve them.
"Pavilion Lord, this soup is white and thick as jade, the soup is mellow, and the juice is clear. I think it is a rare good soup. I think it is worthy of our careful study." As soon as the voice of the elder fell, his figure turned into a stream of light He rushed to the kitchen of Lingyun Immortal Pavilion, and when he reappeared, there was already an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks in his hand.
"The great elder said it is quite true." The second elder nodded repeatedly, and then rushed into the kitchen as well.
"Rational, won my heart." The third elders were naturally unwilling to show weakness.
Old man Sun is not slow, even though his eyes are fixed on the box of carved soup, he still insists: "Huh, no matter how delicious the taste is, it is just a bowl of carved soup, how can it be compared with chance?"
At this moment, the elder stunned suddenly, and said in shock: "Hey, this mouth is... the mouth of the Silver Moon Demon Emperor?!"
hiss
Everyone looked up and gasped.
Silver Moon Demon King!
It really is the Silver Moon Demon Emperor!
"Make a fuss!" Lin Mufeng smiled slightly, and Yun Danfeng said softly: "It's just the Silver Moon Demon Emperor, just a small eagle, don't care."
A small eagle?
The three elders looked at Lin Mufeng and their faces suddenly became strange.
My pavilion master went out, really changed, how can I pretend?
If we remember correctly, the Silver Moon Demon Emperor can shoot you to death at will, right?
"What about the Silver Moon Demon Emperor? Monster meat is just meat, what's so strange." Old man Sun was still very proud.
Everyone condensed their shock, took a mouthful of saliva, and scooped themselves a bowl of soup.
Huh?
Why is this root in the soup a bit like that of Jiuqu Lingshen?
And this blade of grass, how does it look like the leaves of neon grass?
This petal seems to be chalcedony mushroom?
They looked at the contents of their bowls, suddenly struck by lightning, and couldn't believe what they saw before them.
"This, this is..." The Great Elder looked at Lin Mufeng in disbelief.
"Yes, yes, exactly."
Lin Mufeng smiled and nodded, "Hurry up and drink while it is hot, as I said, this is a great opportunity!"