The first monk struck like a knife, dug a large piece of fat meat from the hind leg of the ox, put it in his mouth, and his eyes were round at once, because when his teeth touched lightly, he taught the meat to be sparse, and then swallowed it, and the aroma went up to the nose and down to the stomach, and it was simply delicious. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing this scene, the remaining monks were not polite, and they all started to cut the beef, and in the blink of an eye, the huge fat cow was scattered in style, and it was poured out with a white skeleton.

"Qingzhou, it's too late if you don't eat meat. ”

Gongsun Yan and Huarong hurriedly drilled forward, wanting to get a piece of the pie in the hands of many monks and enjoy the delicious taste of the strange flavor essence beef.

Seeing the monks in a circle, Qing Zhou shook his head, "Don't worry, the delicious food is behind." ”

Xie Huarong's lips were shining, obviously greedy, and when he heard Qingzhou's words, he rolled his eyes anxiously, "What are you waiting for, if you wait any longer, there will only be bones left." ”

"It's bones. Qing Zhou pulled the three girls in front of her eyes and explained to them in a low voice.

It turns out that the most essential part of the strange flavor essence beef is not the lean pork belly, nor the tenderloin steak, but a piece of ribs.

Counting the seventh rib from the heart down, which is the source of the strange aroma of the strange flavor of the beef, and it is also the most delicious area, after a fierce fire, simmering and slow smoking, the essence of the whole body of the strange essence cow, thirty percent remains in the meat, and the remaining seventy percent is integrated into that rib.

"Well said, I thought that among the people who came, they were all vulgar things, but I didn't expect that there were wonderful people like Brother Tai. ”

Qingzhou turned around, but saw the young man next to Taiyin Xingjun coming with a smile, and hurriedly nodded and saluted, "Hello Seventh Prince." ”

"No need to be polite, just teach me to be ruyi. "The Seventh Prince is polite.

It turns out that the real name of the seventh prince is Qu Ruyi, so Taiyin Xingjun should also be surnamed Qu, but I don't know what his real name is.

Qu Ruyi walked over and said to Qingzhou with a smile, "The strange flavor essence cow is extremely precious, since I was born, I have only eaten it three times, this time I have a hundred years of life, my father specially purchased it with a lot of money, and only shipped this strange flavor essence cow, I thought that I could monopolize the most precious ribs, but I didn't expect that there was a brother Tai, the old glutton." ”

Qing Zhou shook his head modestly, "It's just a fluke, I've seen someone enjoy the Strange Flavor Essence Beef before. ”

As soon as Qu Ruyi stretched out his hand, the seventh rib flew out and fell to the palm of his hand, the dense white bone was as hard as rigid, and the surface was glowing with white jade.

Then, Qu Ruyi's eyes flashed, his ribs were broken in two, the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and he saw the colorful liquid flowing in the inner cavity, and the aroma emitted instantly penetrated the five internal organs of Qingzhou, reaching the deepest part of the soul.

"Half of the meeting. Qu Ruyi kept the shorter half and handed the other half to Qingzhou.

Qing Zhou leaned in front of him and sniffed, nodded, it was indeed of the highest grade, turned around and said softly to Mo Hengxing, "This bone marrow is a supreme treasure, you can share it with Huarong and Yan'er!"

Qu Ruyi drank the bone marrow lightly, his expression was intoxicated, and when he saw Qingzhou's behavior, he stopped tasting and observed Qingzhou with interest.

The ribs are thick, like a hollow bamboo tube, and there is a lot of bone marrow in it, and it is enough for the three daughters of Mo Hengxing to share, because the aroma is too strong, which arouses the onlookers of the surrounding monks.

"I miscalculated, it turns out that the bone marrow is so delicious, and when I smell it, I feel like chewing wax when I eat meat. ”

"How many bones are there in a cow?"

Hu Zhe was holding a huge dinner plate, which contained the fattest neck meat, he shot relatively quickly, got his favorite beef neck, and just now he looked at Qingzhou and the others proudly, enjoying the delicious food by himself, and he could only eat the leftovers and cold roast.

Unexpectedly, the bone marrow taken by Qingzhou was even more delicious than beef, and the aroma alone was unbearable.

The monks rushed up and dismantled the skeleton of the Strange Essence Ox, and some even snatched the huge skull of the cow, and then hid aside and cut it into two sides with a sharp weapon.

In the center of the bones, milky white bone marrow flowed out, but there was no strange aroma, not even the taste of beef, and the monks were frustrated.

"It's shit luck that hits the best ribs. ”

"Be quiet, that's the seventh son of Taiyin Xingjun, the host of this banquet, this is his house. ”

"I'm not talking about the Seventh Prince, but about the arrogant young monk with three stunning nuns. ”

"That person seems to be from the Qingzhu Dojo, a mere third-rate dojo, not worth mentioning. ”

"Don't say it, a few days ago, the owner Su Wumian broke through the Mahayana realm, and now the Qingzhu Dojo has officially entered the ranks of the second realm. ”

"That's no wonder he will tie up with the Seventh Prince, today's Qingzhu Dojo, I'm afraid he can't stand firm in the ranks of the second-rate dojo, and he needs external assistance!"

"Su Wumian has accepted a good disciple. ”

On the other side, Duan Chiban left Taiyin Xingjun's side and looked at Uncle Huai and Hu Zhi with a serious face.

"Lao Huai, Hu is not sensible, you are an old man, how could you make such a mistake, you dare to make trouble in the Taiyin Palace, for fear that you will not offend the Taiyin Star Monarch?"

Uncle Huai was trained so much that he couldn't even lift his head in front of Duan Chiban, but the other party's status in the dojo was higher than his own, and his cultivation status was even more overwhelming, and his future was immeasurable, so he had to endure it.

Seeing that Uncle Huai was being scolded pitifully, Hu Zhi couldn't help but say, "Second uncle, it's obvious that the other party is making trouble, and the people from the small Qingzhu Dojo, who are only third-rate dojos, dare to offend me." ”

"What third-rate dojo? Su Wumian has already broken through the Mahayana realm, and now the Qingzhu Dojo is a second-rate dojo. Duan Chiban saw this unsuccessful nephew, and he didn't fight anywhere.

"So what, there is only one Mahayana monk in the Qingzhu Dojo, what kind of second-rate dojo is it. ”

Duan Chiban slapped his forehead, and finally realized that his senior brother hated that iron could not become steel, such a fool would never be able to hand over the dojo to him in the future.

If it is a certain Mahayana monk who hastily builds a grass platform, then such a second-rate dojo is indeed not terrible.

But the Qingzhu Dojo is different, although it has decayed, but it has been at its peak before, and no one knows if there is a hidden killing move.

Just look at the power on the bright side of the Qingzhu Star, the huge Qingzhu Great Array, which can invoke the power of the entire planet, before Su Wumian was only in the Dao realm, and could only exert less than one percent of the power.

Now, Su Wumian has become a Mahayana monk, at least he can stimulate the strength of the Great Array, and people who are not only at the bottom may not have a concept of this, but Duan Chiban knows that such a power can withstand the attack of the Venerable of the First Tribulation.

At the beginning, the Qingzhu Dojo declined, and countless dojos divided the territory and relics, including the Tiangua Dojo, the reason why this dojo can develop to its current state and become the king and overlord of the second-rate dojo is because of the looting of a large number of treasures in the Qingzhu Dojo.

Duan Chiban's face became solemn, and the Tiangua Dojo could be disdainful of the Qingzhu Dojo before, because the gap between the two sides was too big.

After Qingzhou first came to the Great World of Cultivating Immortals, the Qingzhu Dojo was at a low point, Su Wumian was trapped in the realm of Hedao and could not enter an inch, and the seven disciples under the sect did not have outstanding people, and if they continued to develop like this, I am afraid that they would soon not even be able to keep the name of the third-rate dojo, and they would decay into a sect that did not enter the stream.