The villain is invincible

Chapter 168 Seven Wonderful Monks
"Ouch..."

"There are still voices, people are here!" Several people pulled Xuanyuan Batian out, if Mai Fan was here, maybe he would lightly tap the opponent's head and send him back to the west.

Because at this time Xuanyuan Batian's blood volume on top of his head is 1.
Such a fragile state is really easy to deal with.

Xuanyuan Batian, who escaped unharmed, was dragged up by his helpers.

He is very wronged.

Half a year ago, relying on the memory of the last world, he placed his birthplace in the southern boundary of Tangmen.

On the outskirts of the Lost Forest, he searched for a player named Ordinary for half a month.

In the end, if it wasn't for the members of the Money Gang passing by here, he might have become the first player to be killed by mosquitoes, and won the title of "killing mosquitoes".

It was precisely because of this that he temporarily joined the ranks of the Money Gang, trying to conquer the leader of the Money Gang, so as to achieve the achievement of getting the first card in his life.

But even so, Xuanyuan Batian is not reconciled. Where in the Lost Forest did the player called Ordinary meet the entrance mechanism?

And how did he break into the Tang Sect's headquarters by relying on his great luck?
It's also human, so it's unfair.

Just when Xuanyuan Batian was lamenting his luck that he was almost killed when he came to Shaolin, Mai Fan had already entered the back kitchen of Shaolin with Huogong Toutuo.

Their firewood trains don’t need to go through the main entrance. Mai Fan always has a feeling that if he follows special people, he will definitely meet the same special people.

It was also because of this decision made by Mai Fan that he once again poked the favor of Huogong Toutuo.

When will those stewards and masters who think they are noble will fall in love with a vulgar fire-burning monk like him.

This white and clean little monk is obviously a distinguished person from Chang'an, but he has no dislike for him at all.

Thinking of this, Fireworker Toutuo turned on the stove and said to Mai Fan: "The little monk is hungry, can the big monk make you something to eat?"

Mai Fan became energetic all of a sudden, and made a small request to Huogong Toutuo: "Senior brother, do you have any tofu? My monk likes tofu the most!"

Isn't this tofu and cabbage a regular dish for vegetarians?
Why does Mai Fan still like it so much?

There's no way, Mai Fan's tavern, this time I don't know what's wrong, the pills it produces are actually divided into stages.

Originally, the upper limit of [-] pills was three months. After entering the game world, it was divided into multiple stages to complete.

In Huichang Temple, Mai Fan, who only ate ten crude spiritual power pills, stopped the tavern.

Only after seeing the prompt given by the tavern did Mai Fan know, because in the game system, the advancement of characters is staged.

Then the output of the tavern also follows the progress of the game.

The good thing of one-time indoctrination in the past is gone, he has to go to a better and higher-level temple, and his tavern will continue to produce the next stage of output.

And in this world, the ingredients of the new category of pills that produce spiritual power are: tofu.

It really fits his profession as a Buddhist monk.

Hearing that the young monk with thin skin and tender meat only wanted to eat tofu, Huogong Toutuo was very moved.

He is a rough envoy monk. Although he works in the kitchen on weekdays, he can't get good ingredients.

Now this little monk wants to eat tofu, so he will cook a delicious vegetarian tofu for him.

Thinking of this, Fireworker Toutuo took down the vegetable oil from the big kitchen.

In his opinion, fried tofu with crispy holes is the best.

Then, taking advantage of the heat just out of the pot, stir-fry the tofu, mung bean sprouts, and spinach together. The white and green one-water, not to mention how beautiful and delicious it is.

Soft tofu, fried in fragrant oil, has a swollen shape, soft and hollow skin, and is easy to taste, like gluten. This is the unique skill of Huo Gong Toutuo.

He worked so hard that Mai Fan, who was waiting by the side, also enjoyed watching.

His tavern is already ready to move.

Last time he discovered that the personal attributes of real characters can also affect the four dimensions of game characters.

I don't know how much his sudden extra mental power can improve his intelligence.

Just as Mai Fan was thinking, someone outside the door smelled it and came in.

When Fireworker Toutuo saw the person coming, he stood up very respectfully and a little embarrassed. He was so violent that he bowed to the monk at the door and said, "Junior brother."

The monk accepted it very calmly, and smiled at Tou Tuo, the fire worker: "Senior brother, sorry for the trouble, but the silver charcoal I need is available?"

The voice is as clear as mountains melting into water.

Mai Fan looked up, and saw a monk with an even more outstanding appearance than Bian Ji walking in the light and shadow.

His eyes are like bright stars, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his face is as bright as a young girl's, but his gentle expression and chic demeanor are unmatched by any woman in the world.

His whole body looked spotless, as if he were falling from the sky above the clouds.

The monk in white...

Mai Fan murmured to himself, he had tried to fool Bianji into wearing it like this, but he never succeeded. Who would have thought that he would meet this kind of monk in Shaolin.

"Senior Brother Wuhua."

What?What the hell?

Mai Fan turned his head abruptly, and looked at this senior brother again, in plain clothes and white socks, even the smile on his face seemed out of this world, it was the wonderful monk without flowers.

This is a rare monk who is not a background board for Master Gu.

His sense of presence is really too strong.

Mai Fan's eyes flicked over Wuhua's head meaningfully, but he saw that the senior brother was looking at him with a smile, but the color on his head was not the green of the same camp, but yellow with red in it. The neutral color of my own life.

Thinking of this, Mai Fan's eyes immediately brightened, he turned his head from behind Huogong Toutuo, and shouted: "Hello, Senior Brother Shenxian!"

"Hey? No, we are Buddhists, so we should be called Buddhas? Buddha? God Buddha? No, no, no, it's not right, senior brother is really a fairy."

These words didn't make Wu Hua angry, instead he smiled, pointed at Mai Fan and asked, "Toutuo, the little novice behind you has a tight face."

"Why did you go down the mountain and pick up a little monk and go up the mountain without picking up any money?"

"Is this intended to be a disciple?"

Hearing this, Fireworker Toutuo tensed up, and quickly explained: "Brother Wuhua, you misunderstood, this little monk came from Huichang Temple in Chang'an."

"It was recommended by his elder brother and our host that he came to study Buddhism."

"I have nothing to do with Toutuo."

"Oh?" Wu Hua found it interesting, and looked at the little monk who was not afraid of life at all.

(End of this chapter)