Dai Lu dragged his weak body under the wind and sand, and his back looked extremely desolate and depressed.

"Don't be discouraged, boy. ”

The soul cheered up and comforted: "There is no devouring bloodline, there is also devouring the 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 shortcut for him to repair and become stronger.

Unexpectedly, the formation that the Array 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 is strong, he devours his soul and completely controls his body, and he can do whatever he wants!

Dai Lu didn't know that he was just a pawn in front of the soul, but he was deeply moved, and someone would come to comfort him when he was injured.

"Whew!"

Exhaled and clenched his fists.

"I will work hard to cultivate and strive to become stronger, until one day, let Ye Xingchen and Jun Changxiao kneel at their feet!"

Good man, ambitious!

"So. ”

The soul instigated: "Don't keep looking for fierce beasts and flowers and trees to absorb energy, just go directly to absorb the energy of the martial artist to improve faster." ”

On the way to Beimozhou, he had suggested.

However, after Dai Lu gradually mastered the power of devouring, he would only start with fierce beasts and plants, and would not ingest warriors at all.

Exactly.

Since he possessed the ability to devour, most of his realm improvement came from ingesting fierce beasts, and he rarely took the initiative unless he encountered a martial artist looking for trouble.

"It's a bit inappropriate to have no grudges with others and no grudges to absorb their energy, right?" Dai Lu said.

"Boy. ”

Soul said: "In a world where either you die or he dies, having a benevolent heart will only push you into the abyss. ”

Dai Lu's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Listen to me. ”

The soul continued to instigate: "Only by absorbing martial artists can you become stronger faster, can you take revenge, and become the master of this heaven and earth!"

Obviously, in terms of flickering ability, he wants to be a little stronger in the system.

"Good!"

Dai Lu said: "I'll try!"

"Huh?"

On the official road leading to Huangsha City, he saw an old man who was striding towards a meteor, so his eyes lit up and he said, "It's him!"

The person Dai Lu saw was none other than Xu Laowei, the elder of Chengfengmen, who had just come out of retreat and was about to go to the city to do something.

"Ahh

"Senior, I was wrong!

"Boom, boom, boom——————————"

When the night came, Dai Lu squatted in the damp cave with a blue nose and swollen face, as if the poor kitten was licking his wounds alone, and his soul roared with hatred: "It's not good for you to find someone, you have to find a martial emperor!"

......

Ten Thousand Ancient Sects.

Jun Chang smiled and sat in the main hall.

The seal of the spatial passage has been stabilized, and it will not be a matter of time or a half to invade the world of the soul race.

So this matter has come to an end in his heart for the time being, and the most important thing at the moment is to think about how to complete the epic mission.

"Although Shi Qi met the minimum standard, it had to be overfulfilled in the settlement period one year later. Jun Chang smiled and muttered.

"There's also the God of Food Contest. ”

"It's only been two or three months since the start, so I don't know how I'm preparing?"

Thinking of this, Jun Chang smiled and got up and went to the dining hall.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Li Shangtian, Sima Zhongda and others squatting down and crying, and their tears wet the ground.

What's going on?

Could it be that Li Fei used his frustrated body to make the two of them fall into a state of pessimism and misanthropy?

That's not right!

That kid is going through the cultivation tower, and he doesn't have this time at all.

"Sect Master......" Li Shangtian wiped his tears and snot and cried: "Senior Sister Liu's fried rice, Jane...... It was just delicious......"

Jun Changxiao found that there was a bowl of fried rice on the table in front of him, which was no different from the previous fried rice in terms of color, so he glanced at them and said, "It's not that I haven't eaten it, look at the two of you." ”

"No...... It's not ......"

Li Shangtian cried and said: "This fried rice is different from the previous ones, after eating it...... Woowoo...... Let me cry a little longer......"

"Newly developed?"

Jun Changxiao walked to the table, picked up the spoon and said, "Let's try it." ”

......

"Master Li Tang!"

Outside the dining hall, Liu Wanshi said with a smile: "I just developed a brand new fried rice today, and it tastes good!"

Li Luoqiu smiled: "The more you say that, the more curious I become." ”

"You can only smell it, you can't eat it!"

"Why?"

"Because ......"

The little girl suddenly said with a straight face: "I added a special condiment to the fried rice, and I can't control my emotions and cry after eating!"

Li Luoqiu was surprised: "So amazing?"

The two of them had already entered the dining hall while talking, but as soon as they stood firmly, they stood in place, because there were three people squatting inside, covering their faces and crying.

"Ya...... Girl......" Jun Changxiao wiped his eyes and cried: "You fried rice...... Didn't you put tear gas......

"Huh?"

Liu Wanshi opened her mouth and said, "Have you eaten fried rice?"

......

Jun Changxiao and Li Shangtian cried for half an hour, and their eyes were swollen from crying before they recovered.

Liu Wanshi was like a child who made a mistake, leaning against the corner of the wall and bowing her head, rubbing the corners of her clothes with her small hands, and said in a low voice: "Sect Master, I'm sorry...... I didn't expect you guys to eat this bowl of fried rice......"

"Not bad, 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 Food Competition, you will definitely be able to bring tears to the eyes of the judges." ”

"Sect Master, this is just a casual study of me, participating in the God of Food Competition, there are better dishes. Liu Wanshi said.

"Is there anything better?"

Jun Chang smiled: "In this way, it must be easy to participate in the God of Food Contest and win the championship!"

"Sect Master. ”

Liu Wanshi frowned and said, "I'm afraid you don't know that the current God of Food has sent his most proud disciple to participate in the competition." ”

"Oh?"

Jun Changxiao turned his head to look at Li Luoqiu, who said: "Fifty years ago, a man named Shi Weitian won the championship of the God of Food Contest for five consecutive years, and was known as the contemporary God of Food. ”

"Cow!"

Winning the championship of the God of Food Contest for five consecutive years is definitely not due to luck, but to have real skills in cooking.

Li Luoqiu continued: "Shi Weitian accepted a disciple named Song Bao as a closed disciple in his later years, and after a few years of training, he claimed to the public that he had inherited ninety percent of his mantle. ”

"The God of Food Contest is about to begin, and many people have already decided that the disciples of the God of Food will definitely win the championship of this God of Food Competition, and perhaps like the former, they will win the championship of the subsequent competitions and become a new generation of God of Food. ”

Jun Chang smiled: "In this way, this Song Bao will be the biggest threat on the road to Dudu's victory?"

Li Luoqiu said: "Many old-timers who have won the championship of the God of Food Contest have learned that Food is Heaven sending disciples to fight, and they have let their apprentices participate in the battle. ”

“......”

Jun Chang smiled, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Shi Ba's task is to let Liu Wanshi win the top three in the God of Food Competition, he thought it would be easy, but now it seems that it is destined to be not easy to classify as an epic task!

"There are challenges when it is difficult. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said: "I believe that you will be able to suppress all the masters and hold the trophy of the God of Food Competition!"

"Hmm!"

Liu Wanshi nodded heavily and said, "The disciple will not live up to 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 her research on Chinese recipes, just walked to the kitchen and said in surprise: "Why is that bowl of fried rice gone?"

"Woo woo woo ............"

In the back mountain, the Purple Demon King squatted on the ground, his tears flowed like a spring, and there was an empty bowl at his feet that didn't even have a grain of rice left.

Jun Chang smiled and ate a small mouthful of tears, and burst into tears for half an hour.

This guy ...... Eat it all.

(End of chapter)