At sunset, the candidates for the election had gathered enough four hundred people one after another, and the rest either withdrew halfway when they saw that they had no hope of being selected, or they were very close to four hundred.

"Please give me a chance, I've been waiting for a year, and now I'm just a few steps away, please, let me pass." At the end of the steps, there were several participating warriors kneeling, they all arrived together, but the ranking was a little bit in the early 400s.

"Go back, the rules are the rules, this year a few of you ask to let go, then can the martial artists behind you also say that they are very close to you, and then let us go?" Song Haotian persuaded hard, he also knew that the more such a warrior cherished the hard-won opportunity, but he couldn't be the master.

After Song Haotian persuaded the defeated warriors, he came to the front of all the selected warriors.

"First of all, congratulations to everyone for passing the test, your efforts, we see in our eyes, your hard work is admirable, think back then, I was like you, I went through the test, although the process was painful, but the heart was satisfied."

"Don't talk nonsense, you can go back and rest, three days later, at the foot of Guanghua Mountain, let's conduct the third and last test." After Song Haotian finished the announcement, everyone got up from the ground and limped home.

Dowling and quit drinking returned home, today he was really tired enough, even if he broke through his own limit and recovered, but the physical and mental exhaustion did not recover so quickly.

"Can you skip dinner tonight? I can't do it anymore. Dowling said with a depressed expression.

"It's okay, if you don't do it, you won't do it, you wait for me at home, I'll go out and come back in a while." Quit drinking, threw Dowling in the living room on the first floor, and hurried out.

"Strong strength is good, I'm half dead, and people don't have a big fart." Dowling slumped in his seat and sighed.

It was getting darker and darker, there was no light in the room, only his heavy wheezing in the dark and silent environment, and gradually Dowling felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and the tiredness of his body made him want to sleep in a daze.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a faint light shining in the pile of bookcases on the west side.

At first, Dowling thought it was because his body was too tired to cause his eyes, but after he blinked, the faint light was still there.

"What is it?" Dowling was puzzled, because he had been trying to make alternatives since moving in, and he had never had time to pay attention to what books were on the shelves.

Dowling gritted his teeth and got up from his chair and walked to the bookshelf step by step.

When he got closer, he could see that under a stack of books was an inconspicuous old book, and the faint light emanated from the book.

Dowling carefully pulled out the book, it was a blue book with no name on the skin.

Curious, he opened the book, and was shocked by the first paragraph.

"I don't know who you are, it may be the emperor, or it may be my Taoist family, when you read this book, I must have died.

I said that Qingtian has cooked for the people in this life, and I have also cooked for the monarch of the empire, and I have no regrets in my death, but I am unwilling in my heart! I didn't become a warrior like my father, and I couldn't even make the most basic 'Haruki Yiren'.

It is indeed a new way to use internal power for fire, but Qingyun and they don't care at all, they just want to become warriors and live a prosperous life in this imperial capital.

Wuji is the same as me, there is no talent for martial arts, maybe this is also the reason why Taoism is dominated by Qingyun, the recipes left by my father are divided into two volumes, both of which have been carefully studied by my father.

This volume is the second half of the volume, all the dishes are made with internal force for fire, although I don't know who you are, but I beg you to pass on this recipe to Wuji, so that he can carry the recipe forward. ”

Dowling was stunned after reading this paragraph, this turned out to be left by his grandfather, that is, the second half of his grandfather's recipe.

For him, it is not difficult to turn internal strength into fire, as long as his realm is improved, the dishes in this recipe will definitely make a finished product one day.

Dowling opened it and looked at it, there are not many dishes in the second half of this recipe, there are only six kinds of dishes in total, and most of them are meat dishes.

Looking at the difficulty of the dishes, Kaiyuan Realm should not be able to do it, no wonder Grandpa Tai can only make 'Chunjing Yiren'.

Put the recipe in the storage ring, and when you are stronger, you can take it out and put it into practice.

"Dowling, I'm back, wait for a hurry." Quit ran in in a hurry, carrying a huge barrel in each of his hands.

"Why did you buy two big barrels?" Dowling asked curiously.

"You'll know in a moment, today's moon is good, let's enjoy the moon together?" Quit Drinking and helped Dowling out of the living room and into the courtyard.

Dowling is now like a marionette, free from alcohol and fiddling.

Qu Shan placed two large wooden barrels in the middle of the courtyard, then filled them with water, and then took out two white bags from his storage rosary and threw them into the water.

"Wait a minute, it'll be fine right away, a comfortable medicated bath is very effective for your body's recovery." Quit alcohol mobilized his own internal force, slapped his palms on the wooden barrel, and the strong internal force was injected into the wooden barrel, and after a while, the water began to bubble.

Dowling leaned over slowly, and a thick medicinal scent wafted from the bucket.

"Take off your clothes and jump in." Quit said with a smile.

Dowling knew that quitting drinking was a good intention, and he was not ambiguous, so he took off a fine light and jumped into the barrel.

The same is true of abstaining from alcohol, jumping into another barrel.

Leaning against the warm medicated tub, Dowling groaned in comfort, and he could feel the warm currents drilling into his body.

"Comfortable, this is what my master gave me when I was young, and every time I break through the limit, I have to take a medicinal bath, which can not only strengthen the body, but also help relieve fatigue." Quit Drinking as he tossed Dowling a towel.

Dowling took the towel and naturally put it on top of his head, closed his eyes comfortably, in this late autumn season, his body was soaked in a hot medicinal bath, not to mention how enjoyable.

After a while, there was a slight snoring from Dowling's side.

Quit drinking and looking at the sleeping Dowling, he didn't call him, but sent internal force to him through the air to ensure that the temperature of his medicinal bath did not drop.

Dowling fell into a dream, in which he tried a few new dishes for the recipe, but at his level he couldn't make them at all.

His internal strength could not sustain the output for a long time, so the meat ingredients could not be cooked thoroughly, so he had to give up his attempt and instead gain experience by making 'Chunjing Yiren'.