The middle-aged man had a white face and no beard, an elegant temperament, simple and luxurious clothes, and impeccable gestures. He jumped onto the shore, took out a set of exquisite kitchen utensils, cut open the strange fish, removed the gills, liver and intestines, washed away the blood, and put it in the

Put it on a porcelain plate, sprinkle with cooking wine, and marinate with green onion and ginger.

Then, he took out a small charcoal stove and an earthen pot, lit a fire and boiled water. When the water started to steam, he put all the strange fish into the earthen pot and simmered the soup.

The charcoal fire continues to heat, and the delicious and attractive aroma rises and fills the air.

The middle-aged man gently inhaled the fragrance of the fish soup, a hint of intoxication appeared on his face, and said with a smile: "It is indeed the most beautiful and fresh treasure in the world. It is the only season of the year when the water is high that you can catch it. The young man

Man, while I'm still in a good mood, do you have any requests?"

Guo Ting knelt down on his knees, kowtowed three times respectfully, and said in a deep voice: "Senior, I would like to ask you. I just want to learn a special skill, and in the future I will go to Lingyun Peak and make him turn upside down! Anyone who I don't like will be killed.

Got it!"

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "If you want to practice any unique skill to a great level, you must first look at the mental perseverance, secondly the physical and mental aptitude, and finally the understanding and diligence. If you are not determined enough and cannot withstand the various tests in the training process, don't expect it.

Able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts."

"Senior, please give me a question!"

The middle-aged man did not comment, picked a few green leaves, tore them into pieces and threw them into the soup. He nodded with satisfaction and said: "It's done!"

He reached out and removed the earthen pot from the stove. When the fish soup cooled down a little, he magically showed off a set of bowls and chopsticks. He drank the soup and ate the meat like a wind blowing through the clouds, letting out a sigh of satisfaction as he ate.

Guo Ting pursed his lips tightly and knelt motionless with his upper body straightened. After all, he had some vision and insight. This middle-aged man had a unique acting style. He should be an extremely powerful man with no head or tail. If he was lucky enough to be taught by him,

It's like the ancestral graves are smoking! If you want to avenge your shame, there is no hope of relying on your own efforts alone. You must worship the strong as your teacher in order to catch up with Fu Jingtao, who is at the height of his power. Otherwise, everyone in this world will have to live in the shadow of failure.

, I can never raise my head.

Guo Ting clenched his fists and dug his nails into his flesh. Now that he has a home and can't go back, everything is at stake and he can only become stronger by any means necessary!!

The middle-aged man ate all the five fish and said with emotion: "Life is like a fleeting moment, it is nothing more than satisfying the appetite!" His eyes turned faintly, and he looked at Guo Ting, who had a stubborn face, and the corners of his mouth rose.

With a smile, he seemed to have found a novel and interesting toy. He filled the last bowl of fish soup and secretly pushed it softly. The porcelain bowl seemed to be held up by an invisible hand and moved smoothly across a distance of several feet.

Flying in front of the young man.

Guo Ting hurriedly raised his hand to catch the warm soup bowl. He thought of the terrible human head in his mind, and his stomach started to churn again, and acid water surged into his throat.

This strange fish used as the base of the soup once swallowed human flesh!

The middle-aged man said without any doubt: "Drink the soup!"

Guo Ting's hands trembled, and he stared at the white and fragrant fish soup in front of him. His eyes gradually became bloodshot, revealing a red, inhuman cold light.

This is just the first test. If you drink it, you will have a chance to obtain magical skills; if you don't drink it, you will become fishing bait!

Tormented by the temptation of revenge and the fear of death, he felt fierce in his heart, raised the bowl to his lips, and drank the fish soup in one gulp.

Crack! The porcelain bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Guo Ting forced himself to divert his attention from thinking about the origin of the fish soup, cupping his fists and saying, "Thank you, senior, for the gift! Junior Guo Ting is determined to betray Xuanyuan Clan, and I beg senior to take him in!"

The middle-aged man said calmly: "How can it be so easy to get into my door? If you can survive the second test, you are barely qualified."

"Second level?"

Before Guo Ting could finish his thought, a sharp pain suddenly erupted in his lower abdomen, like a steel knife ruffling around, or like poisonous insects raging. The pain made him curl up like a red-hot prawn and break out in a cold sweat. The strange pain could even spread.

It was as if tentacles were stretched out, piercing into the marrow and joint muscles of his limbs, triggering waves of severe pain that swept through his body, one wave after another.

Is that bowl of fish soup poisonous?

Guo Ting didn't even have time to lament and regret. His whole body and mind were occupied by the severe pain in his body. He fell to the ground and rolled involuntarily, letting out heart-rending howls of pain.

The shrill screams resounded throughout the valley, scaring the birds and beasts into fleeing in all directions.

The middle-aged man looked calm and quickly packed up the kitchen utensils and fishing rods. If Guo Ting couldn't survive it and went crazy, he would have clapped his hands and left without wasting a moment longer.

"Plop!"

Tormented by the severe pain, Guo Ting almost lost his mind and rolled down the stream bank and fell into the stream. His skin was stimulated by the cold stream water, and his mind suddenly woke up. His thoughts on the verge of collapse regrouped. This was the result of perseverance.

The test must not be lost!

It would be so easy for the middle-aged man to kill him, so why would he bother to poison the soup? Since he can't die, it means that the other person has the intention to teach him skills, so what's a little pain? Thinking about the humiliation and embarrassment he suffered in the past, how can he give up so easily?

?

When a person has nothing left and nothing left to lose, he must either accept his fate and perish, or fight to the death!

Guo Ting gritted his teeth and maintained some clarity in his heart. No matter how the waves of severe pain washed away, the dam of reason never broke.

The once turbulent stream calmed down.

The middle-aged man smiled casually: "Lucky guy!"

I don't know how long he had been suffering, but Guo Ting felt that the severe pain in his body slowly receded, and he finally recovered. An indescribable sense of comfort flowed through his muscles and bones. The source of pain in his lower abdomen turned as hot as lava, and the heat flow continued to spurt out, and his true energy circulated faster and faster.

, causing him to have a strong impulse.

"Wow!" The water splashed everywhere, and he jumped onto the stream bank, turned his head to the sky and let out a roar, which echoed endlessly in the mountains.

Guo Tingmo channeled his true energy, his bones crackled and exploded in succession, and an unprecedented sense of strength filled his limbs. He threw himself to the ground in ecstasy, and kowtowed again: "Thank you, senior, for the grace of creation! I am willing to serve you from now on, and do the work of dogs and horses!"

The middle-aged man said leisurely: "You have to think clearly, I am not a gentleman. Once you enter my door, even the demon disciples will want to kill you."

"As long as I am strong enough, who dares to kill me? Who can kill me? All I want is to stand out among the others one day, and I can give up everything else!"

"Can you really give up everything?"

"It's absolutely true and you will never regret it!"

An evil cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he said slowly: "Remember, I am Bi Youming of the Tianxie Sect."

It turns out to be the evil king Bi Youming!

The number one master of the evil ways and a famous evil master in southern Xinjiang, he is well known for his ability to castrate his enemies and his fondness for delicious food. In Lingnan, Dali and even Hainan, Bi Youming's evil reputation can stop children from crying. It is said that he especially likes to cook and eat human livers.

It's simply chilling.
Chapter completed!