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Chapter 150 Thank You Banquet, Tianmen Pass

Lin Fan sat at the top and looked at the people around him. Two disciples from the Hongmen walked out and set up a fire next to the dining table with an ancient kettle on it.

After a while, steam rose from the kettle. Seeing that the water was boiling, the two disciples quickly took the kettle in their hands. One was holding a large bowl, while the other poured boiling hot water into the bowl. .

After finishing this, the Hongmen disciple holding the bowl walked up to Lin Fan, raised the tea bowl with both hands, and said respectfully: "Please use tea."

The people next to them stared wide-eyed. The water in the bowl was just boiling water. The temperature was not 99, but [-]. If ordinary people drank such hot tea, their throats would probably be scalded.

Lin Fan smiled hehe, took the tea bowl in his palm with one hand, and said to himself: "I let you handle it, the water is a bit cold, I like the kind of hot water that is boiling."

As he spoke, a puff of heat came out of his palm, and the originally calm water in the tea bowl began to boil, as if there was a pile of charcoal fire under the tea bowl, and someone inside was boiled away, and wisps of white water vapor rose.

Lin Fan raised his neck, poured the whole bowl of hot water into the air, rolled his throat up and down, smashed his mouth and said, "Hongmen appetizing tea, I've seen it!"

That Hongmen disciple stared blankly at Lin Fan, took back the teacup in the opponent's hand, bent his body, retreated slowly, and then held the teacup and looked at it repeatedly, as if he wanted to get out of this ordinary teacup. Find out what clues.

But the result made him very disappointed. There was no trace of tampering on this teacup.

"Master Lin is so handsome in kung fu. I don't know where he came from?"

The mighty-looking big brother from the Hongmen first asked tentatively, but his admiration came from the bottom of his heart, at least among the people he had met, there was really no one comparable to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled calmly and said: "I'm sorry, when Lin came out, the elders of the master's sect thought I was not good at martial arts, so they didn't allow me to use the name of the master's sect to show off outside, so as not to embarrass the master's sect."

What he said was half true and half false. When he left the mountain, his master had indeed instructed him not to tell him about his master's heritage, especially not to reveal his master's name.

But if it is said that his kung fu is not good enough, it would be a bit ridiculous, and there are only two teachers in Lin Fan, one is him and the other is his master.

His veiled answer made the surrounding Hongmen real power leaders feel even more jealous. If even Lin Fan's cultivation level is not good enough, his elders and kung fu brothers How scary is it?
Thinking of this, some people kept complaining about Mr. Li in their hearts, you are a good boss, why provoke this kind of person, you didn't get the benefits, but you caused a whole lot of trouble.

It’s true that the younger ones were beaten and the old ones came. I’m afraid things will be even bigger than today. Today is the flag of the branch hall. If the elders of the family come, don’t they want to go to the North American General Assembly to pull the flag? Extinguish the incense?

"Master Lin, be humble. If your kung fu is not good enough, wouldn't most of the martial arts practitioners in the world practice for nothing?"

Someone flattered a few words, until now, no one dared to underestimate Lin Fan any more.

Just as he was talking, Master Li walked over slowly. There were two people behind him carrying a wooden barrel covered with a layer of white linen that was steaming hot.

Master Li clasped his hands at Lin Fan and said, "Today, at the Hongmen Branch Church on Samar Island, I specially prepared a signature dish for the feast of Master Lin, and I respectfully invite Master Lin to taste it."

While speaking, he picked up the sackcloth on the barrel with a knife to reveal the contents inside.

The person next to him took a closer look and saw that the barrel was pure white, and it turned out to be fresh bean curd that had just been made.

Master Li flicked his wrist, and the broken knife drew a black line like lightning from mid-air, and lightly picked a large piece of bean curd on the tip of the knife.

People around gasped in admiration, this bean curd is different from tofu, when it is first made, it is tender and smooth, and it will fall apart when touched, and it usually requires special tools to gouge it out.

But Mr. Li used the broken knife in his hand to pick out the bean curd easily, and let the bean curd stick to the knife without breaking apart. This is not only about wrist strength and skill, but more importantly, the strength of the subtle points Take control.

Mr. Li picked the bean curd into the empty plate in the center of the Eight Immortals table, then turned his wrist, and the knife was like flying. After a while, he carved the bean curd into a flying dragon with teeth and claws.

He is proficient in his movements, he does it in one go, he lifts the weight as if it is light, and he is light and agile. This knife seems to have been given life in his hands. The knife style changes, like an antelope hanging horns, as if it is natural. This kind of ability cannot be practiced overnight. To be successful, one must have a sincere heart in order to show uncanny craftsmanship in this square inch.

The people around were fascinated by the sight, and each of them secretly exclaimed in their hearts: "I didn't expect Mr. Li to have such abilities. I only knew that Mr. Li was good at playing swords before. I didn't expect him to be so good. Why didn't I do it before?" Have you heard of it?"

These people were amazed there, but Lin Fan looked at it with a smile, not showing any emotion at all. In his opinion, Li Shankui's play was just okay.

First of all, this knife is a bit strange, and there is a bit of cold air on it. This cold air can help Douhua maintain its shape. Secondly, the flying dragon he carved seems to be lifelike, but in Lin Fan's eyes, there is still a lack of it. verve.

Especially those few strands of dragon whiskers, Li Shankui carved some tricks, so that the dragon whiskers are tightly attached to the dragon's head, losing the all-powerful tension.

In Lin Fan's eyes, Li Shankui's skills may have reached the point of being as pure as fire, but his understanding of the sword is not deep, and he cannot pass the surging fighting spirit on his body to the flying dragon in the plate through the broken sword.

After Li Shankui finished carving the flying dragon, he smiled at Lin Fan and said, "Master Lin, you are a raptor crossing the river. This flying dragon was specially made by me, Li, for you. Please go ahead."

Lin Fan smiled faintly. He knew that this dish would definitely not be so easy to eat, otherwise, this thank-you banquet would not have such a great reputation in the Hongmen, and was called the "Great Food" by the big men of the Hongmen. Once the Tianmen Pass is passed, it is called an immortal.

"Master Lin, it's my honor to cook this dish for you. Today you are a guest. I open the door to welcome guests. I pay attention to etiquette. I will personally deliver the dish to your mouth with this knife. "Li Shankui smiled a little darkly, secretly exerting force in his hand.

The people around had never seen Hongmen's thank-you banquet, and only after hearing Li Shankui's explanation did they know how to eat it.

Hearing this, Lei Hong was so anxious that he almost didn't rush over. He had also seen the way Li Shankui used the knife just now, which can be called superb.

If he used the knife to deliver the food to Lin Fan's mouth, he only needed to stab it lightly, and Lin Fan would die.

(For the fourth update, I'm still working hard. I can't finish coding and don't sleep for the fifth update. This character deserves a hundred praises!)

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