Dai Lu dragged his frail body under the wind and sand all over the sky, his back looked extremely desolate and depressed.
"Boy, don't be discouraged."
Hun cheered up and comforted: "There is no devouring blood, but also devouring heart sutra, as long as you comprehend a higher level, you can be invincible in the world!"
Returning to his own world is the fastest way for him to recover and become stronger.
Unexpectedly, the formation that the emperor had arranged was modified and became completely unfamiliar, so he could only continue to stick to the original plan and focus on cultivating this human being.
Although a little idiot, although a little reckless.
But when he becomes stronger, he can devour his soul and completely control his body, so that he can do whatever he wants!
Dai Lu didn't know that he was just a pawn in front of Hun, but he was deeply moved, and someone would come to comfort him when he was hurt.
"call!"
He let out a breath and clenched his fists.
"I will work hard to cultivate and become stronger, until one day, Ye Xingchen and Jun Changxiao will kneel at my feet!"
Good man, have ambition!
"so."
Hun urged: "Don't keep looking for fierce beasts, flowers, plants and trees to absorb energy, and directly absorb the energy of warriors to improve faster."
On the way to Beimozhou, he had suggested it.
But after Dai Lu gradually controlled the power of devouring, he would only attack beasts and plants, and would not absorb warriors at all.
To be exact.
Since possessing the ability to devour, most of his state improvement came from ingesting fierce beasts, and he rarely took the initiative to do it unless he encountered a warrior looking for trouble.
"With no grudges or enmities with others, it's a bit inappropriate to absorb their energy?" Dai Lu said.
"Boy."
The soul said: "In this world where either you die or someone else dies, having a benevolent heart will only push you into the abyss."
Dai Lu's eyes gradually turned cold.
"listen to me."
Hun continued to instigate: "Only by absorbing warriors can you become stronger faster, get 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, "That's him!"
The person Dai Lu saw was the elder of Chengfengmen, Mr. Xu, who had just come out of seclusion and was going to do some business in the city.
"ah!"
"Senior, I was wrong! I was wrong!"
"Boom boom boom——"
When the night came, Dai Lu squatted in the damp cave with a bruised nose and a swollen face, like a poor kitten licking its wounds alone, while Hun growled with hatred for iron and steel: "It's not good for you to find someone, you have to find a Martial Emperor! "
…
Wan Guzong.
Jun Changxiao sat in the hall.
The seal of the space channel has been stabilized, and the invasion of the Soul Race world will not happen in a short time.
So this matter has temporarily come to an end in his mind, and the most important thing right now is to consider how to complete the epic mission.
"Although Shi Qi has reached the minimum standard, it must be overfulfilled in the settlement period after one year." Jun Changxiao murmured.
"There is also the God of Cookery Competition."
"It's only two or three months before the start, how is Dudu's preparation?"
Thinking of this, Jun Chang smiled and got up and went to the dining hall.
As soon as they walked in, they saw Li Shangtian, Sima Zhongda and others squatting down and crying loudly, the ground was wet with tears.
what happened
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
No!
That kid is cultivating in the training tower, so he has no time at all.
"Sovereign..." Li Shangtian wiped his tears and snot, and cried, "Senior Sister Liu's fried rice, Jane...it's 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 and luster, it was no different from the fried rice before, so he rolled his eyes at them and said, "It's not like I haven't eaten it before. Look at the two of you. "
"No... not..."
Li Shangtian cried and said: "This fried rice is different from the previous ones. After eating... woo woo woo... let me cry for a while..."
"Newly developed?"
Jun Changxiao walked to the table, picked up a spoon and said, "I'm here to taste it."
…
"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 am."
"Only smell, not eat!"
"Why?"
"because… "
The little girl suddenly said with a stern face: "I added a special condiment to the fried rice. After eating it, I couldn't control my emotions and started crying!"
Li Luoqiu was surprised: "So amazing?"
While the two were talking, they had already walked into the dining hall, but just as they stood up, they stood there in a daze, because there were three people squatting inside, covering their faces and howling.
"Ah... 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 the eye circles were swollen from crying before recovering.
Like a child who made a mistake, Liu Wanshi leaned against the corner and bowed her head, rubbing the corner of her clothes with her little hands, and said in a low voice: "Sect Master, I'm sorry... I didn't expect that you would eat this bowl of fried rice..."
"Not bad."
Jun Changxiao sat down, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "The newly developed fried rice tastes much better than before. If you take it to participate in the God of Cookery Competition, the judges will definitely burst into tears."
"Sovereign, this is just something I researched casually. Participating in the God of Cookery Competition, there are better dishes." Liu Wanshi said.
"Is there something better?"
Jun Chang laughed and said: "In this way, it must be easy to win the championship in the God of Cookery Competition!"
"metropolitan."
Liu Wanshi frowned and said, "I'm afraid you don't know that the contemporary God of Cookery has sent his most proud disciple to compete."
"oh?"
Jun Changxiao turned his head to look at Li Luoqiu, who said, "Fifty years ago, a man named Shi Weitian won five consecutive championships in the God of Cookery Competition, and was known as the contemporary God of Cookery."
"ox!"
Being the champion of the God of Cookery Competition for five times in a row is definitely not based on luck, but on having real skills in cooking.
Li Luoqiu continued: "Shi Weitian accepted a closed disciple named Song Bao in his later years, and after a few years of training, he claimed to the outside world that he had inherited 90% of his mantle."
"The God of Cookery competition is about to begin. Many people have already determined that the disciples of the God of Cookery will definitely win the championship of this year's God of Cookery competition. Maybe they will continue to win the championships of subsequent competitions like the former one and become a new generation of God of Cookery."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "So, Song Baohui is the biggest threat to Dudu on his way to the championship?"
Li Luoqiu said: "Many old seniors who have won the championship of the God of Cookery Competition, after learning that the disciples of the Food For Heaven School will participate in the competition, they have sent their apprentices to participate in the competition. This year's God of Cookery Competition can be said to be full of masters and stars."
"..."
Jun Chang smiled and twitched the corners of his mouth.
The Shiba mission is to let Liu Wanshi win the top three in the God of Cookery Competition. He thought it would be easy, but now it seems that it is not easy to be classified as an epic mission!
"Challenges come with difficulties."
Jun Chang said with a smile: "I believe that you will be able to overwhelm the masters from all walks of life and win the trophy of the God of Cookery Competition!"
"Um!"
Liu Wanshi nodded her head heavily and said, "This disciple will not disappoint the suzerain's high expectations!"
"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 into the kitchen and asked in surprise, "Why is that bowl of fried rice gone?"
"Woo woo woo..."
At the back of the mountain, the purple demon king squatted on the ground, tears flowing like a fountain, and there was an empty bowl with not even a grain of rice left under his feet.
Jun Chang smiled and burst into tears for half an hour.
This guy... eats it all.