Dai Lu dragged his weak body and walked under the wind and sand, his back looking extremely desolate and depressed.
"Boy, don't be discouraged."
Hun cheered up and said consolingly: "If you don't swallow the bloodline, you still have the Heart Sutra. As long as you understand a higher level, you can still be invincible in the world!"
Returning to his own world is the shortcut for him to repair and become stronger the fastest.
Unexpectedly, the formation that the formation emperor once arranged was modified and became completely unfamiliar. He could only continue to stick to the original plan and focus on cultivating this human being.
Although he is a bit idiotic, even though he is a bit reckless.
But when he becomes stronger, swallows his soul and completely controls his body, he can do whatever he wants!
Dai Lu didn't know that he was just a pawn in front of Hun. Instead, he was deeply moved that someone would come to comfort him when he was hurt.
"call!"
He took a breath and clenched his fists.
"I will practice hard and become stronger until one day, Ye Xingchen and Jun Changxiao will kneel at their feet!"
A good man with great ambition!
"so."
Hun encouraged: "Don't always look for ferocious beasts, flowers, plants and trees to absorb energy. Only by absorbing warrior energy directly can you improve faster."
On the way to Beimo Prefecture, he had suggested it.
But after Dai Lu gradually gained control of the devouring power, he would only attack ferocious beasts and plants, not warriors at all.
To be precise.
Since possessing the ability to devour, most of his improvement in realm comes from ingesting ferocious beasts. Unless he encounters a warrior looking for trouble, he rarely takes the initiative to do so.
"You have no grudges against others, so isn't it inappropriate to absorb their energy?" Dai Lu said.
"Boy."
Hun said: "In this world where either you die or others die, having a compassionate heart will only push yourself into the abyss."
Dai Lu's eyes gradually turned cold.
"Listen to me."
Hun continued to encourage: "Only by absorbing warriors can we become stronger faster, take revenge, and become the master of this world!"
Obviously, in terms of deception ability, he needs a stronger system.
"good!"
Dai Lu said: "I'll try!"
"Um?"
On the official road leading to Huangsha City, he saw an old man striding forward, so his eyes glowed green and he said: "It's him!"
The person Dai Lu saw was none other than Old Weird Xu, the Grand Elder of Chengfeng Sect. He had just come out of seclusion and was about to go to the city to do something.
"Ah! Ah!"
"Senior, I was wrong! I was wrong!"
"Boom boom boom boom——————————"
When night came, Dai Lu squatted in the damp cave with a bruised nose and swollen face, like a poor kitten licking its wounds alone. His soul roared with hatred for iron and steel: "You can't find anyone, you must find a Martial Emperor!"
"
…
Eternal Sect.
Jun Changxiao was sitting in the main hall.
The seal of the space passage has been stabilized, and the invasion of the soul world will not be a temporary one.
So the matter was temporarily settled in his mind. The most important thing right now was to consider how to complete the epic mission.
"Although Shi Qi has reached the minimum standard, it must be exceeded during the settlement period one year later." Jun Changxiao murmured.
"There is also the God of Cookery Competition."
"It's only been two or three months since the start. How are Dudu's preparations going?"
Thinking of this, Jun Changxiao got up and headed to the dining hall.
As soon as I walked in, I saw Li Shangtian, Sima Zhongda and others squatting down and crying, their tears soaking the ground.
What's going on?
Could it be that Li Fei used the body of depression to make the two of them fall into a state of pessimism and world-weariness?
That’s not right!
That kid is currently training in the Experience Tower and has no time at all.
"Sect Master..." Li Shangtian wiped away his tears and snot and cried: "Senior Sister Liu's fried rice is simply... so delicious..."
Only then did Jun Changxiao realize that there was a bowl of fried rice on the table in front of him. Judging from the color, it was no different from the previous fried rice, so he rolled his eyes at them and said, "It's not like I haven't eaten before. Let's see what you two are capable of."
"No...it's not..."
Li Shangtian cried and said: "This fried rice is different from the previous ones. After eating it... wu wu wu... let me cry a little longer..."
"Newly developed?"
Jun Changxiao walked to the table, picked up the spoon and said, "I'll give it a try."
…
"Hall Master Li!"
Outside the dining hall, Liu Wanshi smiled and said: "I just developed a brand new fried rice today, and it tastes great!"
Li Luoqiu smiled and said, "The more you say that, the more curious I become."
"You can only smell it, but you can't eat it!"
"Why?"
"because……"
The little girl suddenly said with a straight face: "I added a special seasoning to the fried rice. After eating it, I can't control my emotions and cry!"
Li Luoqiu said in surprise: "So magical?"
While the two of them were talking, they had already entered the dining hall, but as soon as they stood upright, they stood there blankly, because there were three people squatting inside, covering their faces and howling.
"Ya... girl..." Jun Changxiao wiped his eyes and cried: "Did you put tear gas in your fried rice..."
"ah?"
Liu Wanshi opened her mouth and said, "Have you eaten fried rice?"
…
Jun Changxiao and Li Shangtian cried for half an hour, and their eye circles were swollen from crying before they recovered.
Like a child who made a mistake, Liu Wanshi leaned against the wall, lowered her head, rubbed her clothes with her little hands, and whispered: "Sect Master, I'm sorry... I didn't expect that you would eat this bowl of fried rice..."
"Not bad, not bad."
Jun Changxiao sat down, wiped the tears from his eyes and said: "The newly developed fried rice tastes much better than before. If it is used to participate in the God of Cookery Competition, it will definitely make the judges burst into tears."
"Sect Master, this is just something I researched casually. I participated in the God of Cookery Competition and there are better dishes." Liu Wanshi said.
"Is there anything better?"
Jun Chang smiled and said: "So, it will be easy to win the championship in the God of Cookery Competition!"
"metropolitan."
Liu Wanshi frowned and said, "I'm afraid you still don't know that the contemporary God of Cookery sent his most proud disciple to compete."
"oh?"
Jun Changxiao turned to look at Li Luoqiu, who said: "Fifty years ago, a man named Shi Weitian won the championship of five consecutive God of Cookery competitions and was known as the contemporary God of Cookery."
"ox!"
Winning the championship of the God of Cookery Competition for five consecutive years is definitely not due to luck, but to having real skills in cooking.
Li Luoqiu continued: "In his later years, Shi Weitian accepted a disciple named Song Bao as a closed disciple, and after training him for several years, he claimed to the public that he had inherited 90% of his legacy."
"The God of Cookery Competition is about to begin. Many people have already concluded that the disciples of the God of Cookery will definitely win the championship of this God of Cookery Competition. Perhaps they will also win the championship of subsequent competitions like the former and become a new generation of God of Cookery."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "So, this Song Bao will be the biggest threat to Dudu on his way to winning the championship?"
Li Luoqiu said: "Many seniors who have won the championship of the God of Cookery Competition, after learning that Shi Weitian sent disciples to fight, have sent their apprentices to participate in the battle. This God of Cookery Competition is full of masters and stars."
"..."
Jun Chang smiled and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Shi Ba's mission was to get Liu Wanshi into the top three in the God of Cookery Competition. He thought it would be easy, but now it seems that it is destined to be not easy if it can be classified as an epic mission!
“There is a challenge only when there is difficulty.”
Jun Chang smiled and said: "I believe you will be able to defeat all the masters and win the trophy of the God of Cookery Competition!"
"Um!"
Liu Wanshi nodded heavily and said: "This disciple will not let down the high expectations of the sect master!"
"come on!"
"come on!"
After giving encouragement to his disciples, Jun Changxiao went to the medicine hall.
"Huh?"
Liu Wanshi, who was about to continue studying Chinese recipes, just walked to the kitchen and asked in surprise: "Why is the bowl of fried rice gone?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
In the back mountain, the Purple Demon King was squatting on the ground, his tears flowing like a fountain. There was an empty bowl at his feet with not even a grain of rice left.
Jun Changxiao ate a small mouthful and burst into tears for half an hour.