After testing the skills, although the loss of magic power is serious, the flower candle still enters the door of life and death to carry out today's death challenge.

The passive power "Death Brand" to which the instructor belongs, can only record the souls of the same rank who died because of the Night Chiller.

Now that he has been promoted to the second rank, there is naturally no battle avatar of the same level in the Gate of Life and Death who can act as the opponent of the flower candle.

However, it is not easy.

She drew the "Grass Butterfly" made of clay sculpture.

In the first round, there was not one, but a full ten.

After the rapid extermination, twenty of them appeared at the same time in the second round, overwhelmingly surrounding.

"Boom, boom! Boom Boom! ”

In turn with a hurricane sandhammer, the flower candle violently slashed.

The third round, thirty.

Fourth round, forty.

……

In just five minutes, at the beginning of the tenth round, there were a hundred grass butterflies dancing wildly, and the wounded Hua Zhu fell into a bitter battle.

Even if every hammer falls, it can kill a large area.

But the infinite superposition, a steady stream of influx, regardless of whether you are invincible at the same level, will still be consumed alive and dead.

Flower candle lost in the thirteenth round.

When she returned to the real world, she was tired.

The grass butterfly that has never been taken to heart may become a shadow on the soul these days.

……

End of today's training.

Ye Hanjun left the training hall and rode back to Hutou Courtyard on a cow and horse.

It was only two hours before the end of the freshman competition, and there was already a postman standing at the door.

After signing for the courier, Ye Hanjun opened the box and found a gift box, which was not small.

When he opened the gift box, a silver-white pentagonal badge shining like a mirror came into view, and Ye Hanjun sighed lightly, as if he was a little emotional.

In a blink of an eye, it has been 41 days since I came to Canghai Pavilion.

Ye Hanjun really didn't expect that he would be able to have the status of a formal mentor today.

The original plan was to find an opportunity to get it after breaking through to the second rank.

Let me go crazy and challenge to reduce the process in the middle and jump straight to the result.

Moreover, there is no need to brew, today's freshman competition is watched by tens of thousands of onlookers, and once it became famous, everyone in the North Courtyard knew it.

After a little fermentation, I think that if I come to the South Courtyard, I will also hear about the legendary experience of the Han Master.

Once the name of the Han Master resounded in the Canghai Pavilion, it wouldn't be long before the Tianya Mansion next door would also receive the news that it would be half a claw, and it would be impossible for the Night Han Monarch to return to obscurity.

In this way, an important first step has been taken to achieve "excellence" through the way of education!

But this is not enough, there is only one path, and there is no certainty of passing the test of the night.

Or, find a more valuable direction to delve into and explore......

Or, multi-line development, piling up achievements from different tracks......

I pondered it for a while.

Night Han-kun's gaze fell back to the real world.

The items placed in the gift box also include a letter of appointment and a bag of spirit stones.

It is restated in the letter of appointment that formal tutors are free and do not need to follow other tutors, and are fully qualified to start classes on their own.

The hospital requires that within three days, Ye Hanjun confirm the theme of the lecture, and submit the basic process description and material list, and the hospital will cooperate to prepare within a reasonable range.

As for the spirit stone, this is not a reward, but a deserved gift.

Every month, the official mentor also has at least 3,000 lower-grade spirit stones.

Maybe it's because of the new mentor, there are not many in the bag, and there are not many in the bag.

This money is also one of the reasons why Ye Hanjun wants to become a mentor.

The biggest gap at this stage is still the "blood pact ceremony".

If you want to prepare all the ritual materials, why do you need 100,000 lower grade spirit stones to be at the bottom.

And with such an expenditure, the vast majority of third-rank dependents will feel a lot of pressure.

They do have a stronger earning power, and they go out hunting with the jade baby's womb, and the materials they catch are also of high value.

But the bigger the income, the more terrifying the expenses, and it is easy to make ends meet.

Whether it's cultivating souls, maintaining equipment, or buying life-saving props......

Or daily life, taking care of children, and cultivating apprentices......

There are very few tutors in the academy who can take out tens of thousands of lower-grade spirit stones as working capital anytime and anywhere.

Night Hanjun needs to multiply tenfold on this basis.

This is not counting treasures such as dimensional space bags, which are essential magical items, and it is impossible to exchange them for spirit stones.

- How to solve the problem? Only get rich!

If you want to find a way to make a quick buck, hurry up and get the blood contract ceremony......

Walk slowly to the bathroom and turn on the faucet to store water.

When he started to take a bath, Ye Hanjun had been thinking about this question.

……

"Did you hear that? The new tutor of the academy has already announced the theme of the lecture! ”

"Some people say that he is very erudite, knows astronomy and geography, and no matter what kind of spirit appears in front of him, he can quickly find the weak point...... His classes must be valuable, let's sign up! ”

On the streets of the North Courtyard, as long as there is a bulletin board, there are students squatting on these two days.

As soon as the news was released, because everyone wanted to join in the fun, almost every place where the bulletin board was placed became overcrowded in the shortest possible time.

An old student riding a lion in the north courtyard passed by, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but remind:

"Don't squeeze! I just came back from the course selection hall, and the cold teacher's course was snatched up as soon as it came out! ”

"What?!"

A group of people was surprised, and a few people still didn't want to believe it:

"That's too fast, isn't it? Didn't the news just come out? Is it so exaggerated? ”

The lord riding the lion shook his head and shouted:

"You don't want to think about it, no one knows how Master Han defeated me crazy, let alone us, even the mentor is particularly interested in him."

"Such a hot person, the first time he started a class, what is the difference between that scene and a star tutor?"

"I just saw that the people who went to sign up didn't have time to take a closer look at the course, but they just saw the words 'cold teacher teaching' and submitted the application brainlessly, and a hundred places were not enough to be allocated, and they were sold out in seconds!"

"But why isn't Master Han teaching about combat or cultivation-related topics, what the hell is this 'cooking'?"

In the noisy crowd, someone pointed to the bulletin board and questioned.

"Who knows."

The lion's dependents spread out their hands and said helplessly:

"He can teach whatever he wants, how can we intervene?"

"To be honest, we don't understand, and I guess those mentors are also confused."

"This cold master who is in the limelight is really not playing cards according to common sense."

……

Ye Hanjun, who was passing by, glanced at the crowd from a distance and smiled slightly.

For him, except for the disciples who need to focus on training, the rest are trivial experience points, which only occupy one-tenth of the growth of authority.

He didn't plan to stay in the North Courtyard for too long, and he would go to the South Courtyard when the time came.

In this case, choosing a course that is valuable but not difficult to teach is the most in line with your heart.

When you think about it, "cooking" is the best choice.

The official start of the class is tomorrow, and while he has some free time, Ye Hanjun went to Cross Street to purchase some supplies.

To this day, Shen Jiaoyun's investigation has progressed slowly, and no clear clues have been obtained.

On the side of the mission hall, there is no really valuable information for the time being, and the plan to find the demon is also on hold.

For the sake of his own safety, the Night Chill Monarch has spent a lot of money to upgrade his equipment, with better armor and sharper weapons, and these investments cannot be saved.

……

"Boom-boom-"

The morning sun is quiet and bright.

Ye Hanjun, who had a good night's sleep, rode a cow and horse, and stopped in front of an antique high-rise building.

The plaque in front of the building is upright and engraved with the words "Baiwei Building".

This is a restaurant.

Although there is a cafeteria in the college, the difference in social attributes and personal tastes cannot be ignored when it comes to eating.

Places such as "Baiwei Building" are generally a place for rich children to linger.

There are not only rare delicacies in the giant frog pond here, but also people can be invited to come and dance and play music, sit for a while, and be the most leisurely.

Of course, half of Baiweilou belongs to Canghai Pavilion, and half belongs to several instructors from the culinary department.

In recent years, business has been quite bleak due to the poor management of several mentors.

But the strange thing is that there are few customers on weekdays, but today it suddenly becomes crowded again.

"Look, look, the cold master is here!"

"Tut-tut, Hanshi has been in the limelight in the freshman competition, I didn't expect the mount to be really a cow and horse, this is too stumbling!"

"You know what, it's called having a personality!"

"Hey, don't talk much, drink and drink!"

"It's a shame that I didn't get a place in the class, so I can only sit here and have a drink...... They said that Master Han does not have the authority to cook, since there is no way to cook magical food, what is the meaning of him teaching such a course? ”

The voices in my ears are mixed.

With a faint smile, Ye Hanjun didn't respond to anyone's questions, and went straight to the third floor.

The first and second floors of Baiwei Building are open to the public and can be used for spending money and enjoying themselves.

However, the third floor belongs to the Canghai Pavilion, and tutors in need can choose this place as a teaching venue.

"Hanshi!"

"The cold master is here!"

There were already staff members who arrived in advance, and the layout of the third floor had already been adjusted according to Ye Hanjun's requirements.

At a glance, a hundred workbenches are neatly arranged, with boilers, cutting boards, knives, and a dazzling array of spice bottles.

Of the 100 students, none of them were absent.

Seeing Ye Hanjun ascend the stairs, their conversation suddenly stopped.

All eyes were on Ye Hanjun, looking and observing openly, surprised and surprised.

Because I told them in advance, Su Mei, Wang Xinfei, Li Jingming, and Let Me Go Crazy, the three disciples and one of them were personal disciples, and none of them appeared.

But Ye Hanjun still saw a few familiar faces.

Poisonous Tongue Yingyang and Hypnotist Meng Lina, the two newcomer king candidates, stand out from the crowd.

"Master Han, the bulletin board just mentions that you will teach the concept of cooking and the skills of cooking...... Is this literal, or is it something else? ”

In the first row, a student couldn't wait to ask a question.

Ye Hanjun smiled slightly, did not answer positively, but nodded to the staff.

"Serve the ingredients!"

A couple of staff members, pushing out a dozen cages from one pantry.

There are countless chickens locked inside, all of which are clay sculptures of "flying feather chickens", with thick and long feathers, and after sensing a lot of human breath, they are cooing and cooing.

"I don't mean anything else in this course, it's just to teach everyone how to cook."

"It doesn't matter if it's at home or in the wild."

"It doesn't matter if it's a human being, or it's a contract spirit."

"Food is a nutrient that must be consumed, and if you don't pay attention to it, it will inevitably slow down your growth."

"When necessary, food can also be used to save lives, and its effect is comparable to that of medicine......"

Ye Hanjun spoke calmly, and the eyes of some students who had originally had strong expectations gradually dimmed.

"Master Han, can I make a digression?"

Meng Lina stretched out her hand to signal, and after getting Ye Hanjun's permission, she asked in a clear manner:

"You must have something unique in the field of combat, even if you don't talk about fighting, you can talk about the cultivation of souls."

"Why 'cooking'? For many students, being able to cook the ingredients and eat them without poisoning them can meet expectations. ”

"It's even simpler, many of them eat raw meat and plants, and they don't need special processing."

"If it's a 'miracle food', it will attract similar powers to learn and comprehend."

"But if it's just ordinary food, I can't imagine the value of it."

Ye Hanjun nodded his chin and happily agreed:

"It's because most of the students don't care."

"Courses such as cooking food, only specific mandates are willing to be elective, and the overall proportion is extremely pitiful."

"I don't agree with this, the body structure of the soul is far more complex than you think, and you can learn some anatomical skills while cooking."

"Different ingredients have different effects, how to deal with them, how to match them, how to cook them...... There is a lot of knowledge hidden in it, and it is by no means a field that can be fooled with just a few words. ”

"I see."

A thoughtful Monlina ended her speech and waited for the official start of the course.

However, Yingyang couldn't wait, pulled the male duck's throat, and asked with a big grin:

"Master Han, are you going to cook Feimao Chicken today?"

"It's too simple, isn't it, plucking hair and bloodletting, cutting pieces and stewing, aren't they all things that can be caught by hand? Where is the need to teach? ”

"Oh?" The corners of Ye Hanjun's mouth lifted upward, "What if I said that today's ingredient is the chicken feathers of the flying feathers?" ”

"Huh?"

Yingyang was stunned, stunned and stunned, and couldn't help but retort:

"If you don't eat good meat, why do you want to eat chicken feathers, it's too strange......"

"If it's just an ordinary way of making, then I still need to teach?"

Ye Hanjun glanced at him and said unhurriedly:

"Poisonous tongue, huh?"

"As a word of advice, in my class, it's better to turn off all of your passive powers."

"If you annoy me because of your broken words, I will definitely beat you up and throw you off the third floor."

Yingyang opened his mouth, his eyes rolled several times, and he tried his best to resist the urge to speak.

The appearance of the cold master looks soft and weak, and he does not look strong at all.

At this time, he is also slow to speak, and it is difficult to have an aggressive tone.

But what happened the day before yesterday is vivid.

This person who can defeat the crazy man, if he wants to beat him violently, I am afraid it is really an easy thing to do.

Thinking of this, Yingyang, who has a very clear self-awareness, actually found a prop similar to a mask and sealed his mouth entirely.

"Obediently, Yingyang has been prepared for a long time......"

"But no, to make Yingyang admit it, the deterrent power of the cold master has reached a very high level......"

The surrounding students were secretly surprised, and it was really strange to see this scene.

"Each person takes a flying feather chicken, plucks the chicken feathers, uses a hair dryer to remove impurities from the surface, and puts it aside to rest."

"Then, you have "yellow snail grass" on your table, this plant can be found everywhere in the wild, take a plant and grind it to get juice, one gram of chicken feathers with one gram of yellow snail grass juice, stir well."

Ye Hanjun opened the cage, easily grabbed a flying feather chicken, and lifted it out with his wings.

He showed the chicken cubs to the crowd, tore off a handful of chicken feathers, and began to demonstrate the specific operation.

Even if the hundred students were confused, they all imitated it.

Some people know at a glance that their hands-on ability is extremely poor, and they look clumsy when they pluck their hair.

But there are also some people who are at ease and can quickly keep up with Ye Hanjun's movements, and complete every step attentively and meticulously.

"Add clean water and keep stirring."

"Until the moisture is absorbed and the wet feathers become sticky, stop."

Listening to the gurgling screams, Ye Hanjun expanded his perception.

Promoted to the second rank, the super-spirituality was greatly enhanced, and the third floor of the Baiwei Building was extremely simple.

When the students were almost on the same page, he smiled mysteriously, grabbed the hairless feather chicken with one hand, and poured the stirred feathers into its stomach with the other.

"Giggles! Giggle!! ”

The young feathered chickens are terrified.

The feathers of his body were forcibly poured into his stomach, his eyes rolled out, and he fainted.

"Okay, the rest is easy."

Ye Hanjun grabbed the swollen chicken cubs, threw them into the pot, and explained synchronously:

"No need to cut, throw a whole chicken into cold water and simmer over low heat."

"Add spices such as passion horn, pine and cypress leaves, and black soil halfway to add flavor."

"About an hour, take it out when ten is ripe, there will be a surprise."

When the students heard this, they were still a little confused, and they couldn't understand what Master Han was thinking.

However, since Ye Hanjun didn't mean to explain the principle, they didn't ask either.

At the same time, they muttered quietly at most, speculating on the possibilities behind each other.

An hour later, the most numb students finished cooking.

They were surprised to find that the belly of the flying feather chicken was bulging, and when they picked it up, they could hear the sound of liquid shaking, which was very strange.

"The first dish I taught today is called 'Flying Feather Liquid'."

"You open a skylight in the chicken's belly and pour out the juice inside."

"In this way, you can eat the cooked chicken on your own."

"And this "flying feather liquid" is not for humans to drink, after the flesh and blood spirit is served, it helps to promote blood circulation, and if it is in a state of injury, it can also promote the healing and growth of wounds."

"This is a medicinal meal that belongs to the spirits, it is mild in nature, there are no side effects, if you are interested, you can cook it again in the future......"

Ye Hanjun announced the answer.

The students were surprised that a small number of them had participated in the training yesterday and were more or less injured.

When they heard this, they summoned the spirit of the contract and carefully fed it.

The results were obvious, although I didn't see the state of the spirits improve all at once.

But none of the summoned spirits resisted the juice made of feathers, and more than half of them showed expressions of joy and enjoyment, and drank all the essence in one go.

"It's amazing......"

"To put it bluntly, this is a recipe, and the materialology and pharmacology behind the complexity are ...... None of them can be underestimated. ”

Ye Hanjun smiled, noncommittal, and continued to supplement the principle.

Some of the students who were disappointed at the beginning were unconsciously immersed in the class and listened very carefully.

"Okay, that's about the first recipe."

"Next up is the second course, maybe someone will feel uncomfortable, it's okay, take your time."

Ye Hanjun instructed the staff to bring out the second kind of spirit.

There were more than 100 "white centipedes", all of which were clay larvae, with their heads and tails as long as an arm.

"Yikes!"

Sure enough, there are a group of lucky new students who signed up, and they can still bear plucking and boiling chicken.

When I saw so many centipedes, I was so frightened that my face turned pale, and I had to hold on to the table to stabilize my body.

"The white centipede, once it grows into a clay sculpture, with the increase of toxicity, the edible value shows a downward trend."

"In the youngest stage, the blood of the centipede is taken out by the correct cutting method, and it can be turned into a stimulating inferior insect wine by heating it without adding any foreign objects, and it can be turned into a stimulating inferior insect wine, and it is forced to lift the spirit after drinking......"

Ye Hanjun gushed about it, emphasizing that this kind of insect spirit is more common in the wild.

Certain life-and-death situations, such as lost packages, depleted medications, and incomplete supplies.

If you can find the white centipede with clay sculpture and take blood to eat, maybe you can continue to work hard and regain a chance of life.

"Brush—"

Ye Hanjun held the dagger and danced a knife flower.

The tip of the knife instantly plunged into the white centipede's head an inch below and stuck in the center.

In this way, when the dagger is lifted, no matter how the centipede struggles, it will not be able to break free from the dagger's piercing.

"See clearly, take blood from the back armor."

"At most three centimeters, only less, not more ......"

The bold students gathered around Ye Hanjun, and the timid ones hid behind to snoop.

After witnessing the complete operation, senior students like Yingyang and Meng Lina immediately began to try it.

Probably because the way white centipedes handle it is not difficult, they get started very quickly.

But for budding students who have never been to the wild, such a thing is a bit out of the ordinary.

Especially when holding a dagger to probe into the nest of centipedes that are densely packed together, it takes courage to brew, and the slightest hesitation may stab crookedly.

"You, don't shake your hands, calm down."

"You, what are you doing hiding behind, the white centipede is weakly poisonous, even if you are really bitten, you will be healed by applying some medicine."

"Remember, even if you fail, as long as you can take the first step, you will improve."

"If you can't even handle such a weak bug, what can you expect in the future?"

Ye Hanjun walked through the crowd with his hands behind his back.

Group teaching is like this, it is impossible to teach accurately, you can only pick the key points and supervise.

Fortunately, he was mentally prepared, and these situations were expected, so he just dealt with them calmly.

……

Near noon, as the third course was cooked, Ye Hanjun announced the end of class.

More than ninety percent of the students suddenly realized that time had passed so quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the whole morning was over.

Ye Hanjun rode a cow and horse and returned to his residence.

A small number of students who participated in the cooking class left on their own.

More were stopped by classmates and friends on the first floor of the second floor, tortured the content of the lecture, and explored the reality of the cold teacher.

"Cold Master...... There is indeed real talent and real learning! ”

"What he talks about seems simple, but the actual knowledge system involved is too large."

"Yes, nominally it's cooking, but it's actually about survival."

"If you go out on an adventure and accidentally fall into a dying situation, memorize these recipes, maybe you can really save someone's life!"

None of the students who participated in the course questioned it, and all of them gave it a good review.

As a result, in less than half a day, it had spread throughout the North Courtyard, and for a while, the name of the Han Master seemed to be even more respected.

(End of chapter)