(Great Literature.) After receiving this pile of things, Nightshade pondered the effect of this rice test, and who should he find. He rubbed his chin, ready to break through, ready to break through—hey, our Wind Master is ready to break through.

"Bang bang bang!" Nightshade knocked on the door to the forge room.

Tempest frowned, feeling irritated in his heart. Damn, you actually ran into an illiterate one? It seems that the cultural level of the Netherworld Temple needs to be improved. Ignore him.

"Bang bang bang!" Again! And there's more! Finally unable to sit still, the wind rushed over and opened the door, trying to beat up someone.

The ghost qi condensed in his hand was like a blister the moment he saw the night shadow, snapping and shattering.

"Is there something wrong with you? In the past, you wished that I cultivated, but now that I cultivate, you are desperately harassing. What do you want to do? Tempest said irritably as he slammed the door hard to let Nightshadow in.

"Master Wind, don't be angry yet. Come, come, I'm here to invite you to dinner! Nightshade was in a good mood and took out a bowl of cooked rice from the ring, the black gas lingered on the rice, but he didn't dare to compliment it.

"Are you inviting you to dinner? That's all you have? I think you're like feeding a dog. I'll see if you eat one, and I'll eat if you eat it. Hurricane pointed to the bowl of black stuff and said emotionally. The appearance of the rice makes it difficult to swallow at all. This rice is like poison, how can you eat it?

"The dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know the hearts of good people. There are good things specially sent to you, and you dislike them. Don't regret eating it. ”

Nightshade found a chair and sat down, took a large bite of rice with chopsticks, and pretended to be delicious, chewing slowly.

But he was actually broken down in his heart, is it so difficult to cook? The ones before were not completely burnt, they were all sandwiched. This time it's already the best, but it seems that some of them are not yet ripe.

Although I haven't eaten for thousands of years, the food in my impression is definitely not so unpalatable.

"Can you eat this too? You! I took it. "This back to the wind was dumbfounded, it was unbelievable that he actually ate it.

What I said just now is a slap in the face.

Nightshade: I'm going to finish my own cooking, and I'm going to finish it with tears.

"Oh, let's eat it for you, remember to finish it, otherwise it will be wasted." Nightshade gently handed out the bowl and another pair of chopsticks, and her heart was excited, it's good that you are willing to eat, otherwise I would have to finish such a disgusting meal myself.

Wind's brow was twisted.

In order not to be embarrassed in front of the night shadow, the wind quickly took the rice into his mouth with his eyes closed, and then swallowed it a little without even chewing it.

But as soon as he swallowed it, he felt the magic of the rice. The swallowed rice exuded an incomparably pure ghost aura, which was far easier to absorb by the body than the Qi Gathering Pill made by Mo Ran before. Seeing that the wind was about to break through the bottleneck, he looked at the night shadow with bright eyes, and asked hurriedly, "Is there still food?" Another bowl. ”

"No, you didn't let me eat it just now, I told you not to regret it." Nightshade put on a helpless expression.

"Then you go, I'm really going to break through." Tempest exited Nightshade from the doorway, and this time he simply sealed the entire doorway with mana, in case there was another illiterate one.

Night Shadow was in a good mood when he came out of the wind, and the rice was really good. So he came to the hall of the Netherworld Hall and sat on the throne: "Soul Eater, this king is going to hold a banquet tonight, and you invite all the soldiers in the military camp or the guards who are about to break through or cultivate to the bottleneck to come over to the banquet." "Soul Eater didn't understand what Nightshade was up to, but he respectfully accepted the order.

Night Shadow took advantage of the fact that no one had yet arrived, and then went back to the room to practice the cooking skills, so as not to be embarrassed for a while.

At night, all the soldiers were seated, looking at the bowl of black things that the maids put on their desktops, they were all a little worried in their hearts, did they make any big mistakes during this time? This can't be given death, right? Thinking of this, everyone has a bitter face.

But when they saw that there was also a bowl in front of the Shadow King, they felt that they might be thinking crookedly.

"You've had a hard time. This king specially asked people to collect some precious ingredients to share with everyone. Come, everybody try it. Pick up the chopsticks. ”

Nightshade took the lead and took a bite of food. Well, this time it's finally much better.

Everyone watched the movie king eat, and they also ate it, and after a mouthful of food, the whole hall was filled with the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl. Soon, everyone finished eating, and everyone was still unsatisfied, not because the meal was delicious, but because the ghost qi was too pure, making them feel as if they had taken a big tonic.

"Shadow King, is it okay for your subordinates to meditate here if they want to stay put?" A high-ranking general asked cautiously.

"Yes, everyone can meditate on the Nether Temple. Come on, remove the tables and chairs. Nightshade summoned the maidservants to clean up the tables and chairs, leaving the generals of a large hall to smash the bottleneck with their eyes closed, and then walked away on their own.

Nightshade returned to her study with a smile on her face, and began to pick up her pen again, ready to report the effects of the rice to Mo Ran.

"As you might expect, rice contains a lot of pure ghost qi, and eating it has the effect of hitting the bottleneck and helping to break through, and it is milder and more effective than Qi Gathering Pills."

Land of the Dead.

"Dingdong, you received a new email, please pay attention to check!"

Mo Ran opened the letter and looked at it. Sure enough, it is always milder and safer to take food than medicine.

"I'll give you a bag of seeds, and you can open up a piece of land, try to plant it, and see if you can grow it." This has been optimized, so it should be able to be planted.

Inside the Nether Temple.

Nightshade opens the letter and lets me plant? Can it really be? This can be regarded as a strategic material, so let me grow it. Does that mean that she doesn't treat me as an outsider in her heart? The thought of this makes Nightshadow happy.

He leveled a plot of land in the open space next to his study, sowed rice seeds on it, and carefully tended it.

Three days later, some soldiers with low cultivation in the main hall of the Netherworld Hall broke through the bottleneck and reached a higher realm. They went back and hyped up the matter, and kept boasting about how good and delicious the food was, which made those who still had a relatively large distance to break through envy and hatred.

However, in their hearts, they have a firm belief: they must work hard to cultivate and have "food" with the Shadow King.

Nightshade looked at the soldiers who had broken through and breathed a sigh of relief. The problem that I had been most worried about was solved with the help of Mo Ran. What to worry about before, there are not as many masters as the other party, and the strength of the other party is strong. What now? There are masters everywhere.

King Xuan, you definitely didn't think I would strike first, did you? Thought I'd sit back and wait for you to bring someone to attack? And then the territory is surrendered, kneeling and begging for mercy? Hehe, dare to come to my Netherworld Temple to spread wild, you just wait to bear my wrath. When the time comes, you'll be pleasantly surprised.

Great Literature .