Dimensional Eroders

Inside, Salph killed three Uchiha instantly. Two of them stunned and fell in a pool of blood. In the end, the one ticking the blood bead, was choked by Bailang's broken neck with one hand, and hung in the air.

At the moment when his own Uchiha Great Pendulum died, Shiraito's hand trembled slightly while holding it. His DNA has moved!

This is a bit exaggerated. Scientifically speaking, at the moment of the death of the pendulum, the [template] that Gourmet Paradise imposed on him began to work and spontaneously gave a prompt message: [The ingredients have been prepared]

At the same time, a lot of information flooded into the mind, including the attributes, quality, decomposition methods, cooking methods, suitable ingredients... and so on.

This information was not generated out of thin air, but the food paradise instilled him. It is the thoughts within the scope of his own ability that Paradise gives immediate feedback based on the knowledge reserves, life experience, and past experiences in his mind.

For example, digging out the fragments of ‘Sinking Demon Cooking’ in the memory, just like it happened 10 seconds ago, very familiar; or intelligently inferring the most ‘correct’ cooking method based on existing knowledge reserves.

These are the best results that should have been tried many times. At this time, under the blessing of extremely active ‘inspiration’, I thought of it instantly, and I was about to move, feeling 100% able to do it.

…

In the adobe house, Bailang realized these'thoughts, ideas, and inspirations' silently without saying a word, and finally stretched his brows and was amazed at his own changes.

He roughly understands what is the basis of this "Deputy Professional Trial"?

My current state is similar to Xiao Fufu's ‘spiritual blessing’ when he was promoted to Tier 2 (the first Ninja mission).

In that quest, Salf caught up with the upgrade of the "devil". The cemetery directly gave her the full level of "EQ + IQ", and through the method of raising seedlings, let the original "mentally retarded" feel the future of "wisdom" in advance. 'To complete the three views of this man-made small mental retardation.

In the same way, Bailang, who has never been in a ‘canteen’, only inherits a layman who inherits a ‘gourmet heritage’, but wants to obtain the [sub-professional template] of the contractor of the gourmet department.

How can this ‘canteen staff’ work hard for several rounds of tasks and work hard to temper their extraordinary cooking skills to achieve their achievements, how can they be achieved in just one task? After all, he is not one of the best chefs in a million.

Therefore, only by being given the same ‘spiritual blessing’ and becoming a ‘one-time culinary genius’ who lasts for one mission, can it be done.

[Canteen] will not overinstill unknown high-level knowledge, but it will allow him to become 100% supernormal within the scope of his ability, accumulate a large amount of food experience, and construct a [sub-professional system].

Every time he comes into contact with an ingredient, his thinking will be active and inspiration will explode, and infinite ideas will emerge. It is used as a metaphor for a big problem. After reading the problem, there is a lot of thoughts and several ideas for solving the problem.

This kind of ‘spirituality’, even if it only lasts for a single mission, can play a role in demonstrating and boosting the miraculous effect, and quickly equalize the ordinary ‘canteen staff’. After the mission was over, Zhongyong was instantly injured, and everyone was stunned, and he was left with his laurels ever since.

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Creak.

The door of the room was opened, Bai Lang sat on his shoulders Salf the ‘Holding Fish Maiden’, holding a few half-human ‘red-skin monsters’ in both hands, and walked out in front of a kind of monsters and ghosts onlookers.

Tick, tick...

The extremely spiritual blood dripped from the wound, and when the yin wind blew, the fragrance floated for several meters, causing them to salivate and **** the air with great enjoyment.

"Grumbling.", "Grumbling."

The saliva swallowing sounded one after another, and those who did not have the ability to swallow the saliva also stared at the three Uchiha bodies and talked a lot.

This is a new breed that has never appeared before. They can feel that the strength of the three ‘corpses’ before they are alive is stronger than most of them, and they are definitely rare treasures of heaven and earth.

The hanged ghost stepped forward and said with satisfaction: "This is the kind of gift you call? It's so wonderful, and I haven't presented it soon."

Shiranang raised his right hand, Uchiha: "This is my gift of worship, for the owner of this place." Then he raised the two in his left hand, "This is for trading, trading techniques that humans can practice. "

The hanged ghost was unwilling and suddenly became gloomy. Seeing the white waves out of the old, vaguely moved the idea of ​​killing people and selling goods, but there are too many audiences around...

Just when it was trying to find an excuse, a wind suddenly blew on the side and a voice rang in its ears, which made it unwilling to give up: "Okay, you pass the review, and the previous conflicts are correct. This is a token, and now you are also counted. Ghost market guests, catch up with the great opportunity. My host would like to ask, let me do it."

From the clothes on the hanged ghost's lower body, Fei shot out a cloth tape, wrapped around the Uchiha, dragged it over and disappeared. Then the hanged ghost turned and led the way, and Bai Lang re-carried a sinking demon in each of his hands, making an appearance of ‘perturbed and expecting’, and followed behind it.

At this time, the parade had already left, and the village was lively. He carried the traded goods, passed through the mound stage in the middle of the village where the carnival was performing, and over the bustling and noisy market.

With the help of Salf, he saw a grotesque scene, a monster vendor who kept selling, a big iron pot with a human head, a pig demon carrying a boning knife to disassemble and sell another one hanging on an iron hook The pig demon, the old goat who cuts his stomach and sells fresh sheep offal, the string of eyeballs with rock sugar eyeballs, the weird rouge gouache, the slap villain who is struggling to climb in the oiled iron poke...

In the end, he was taken to the back of the ghost market, in a courtyard filled with ghosts and ghosts.

A large group of evil spirits, monsters, and skeletons huddled together, standing in the courtyard, trying to squeeze inward, eager to get close to the big house, craned their necks to look inside, but did not dare to exceed the extension of the house. Stone stairs.

After the hanged ghost entered the door, these ghosts pushed and shoved aside, staring enviously, unwillingly, and jealously at the white waves, and watched him go through the ‘crowd’.

The hall inside the house is spacious, with thick white candles lit brightly. On the innermost side stood a burnt headless Buddha statue, and in the middle of the house there was a large tripod with a copper basin that lit a charcoal fire.

On both sides of the big tripod, there are independent small coffee tables, with nine demons sitting respectively. There are Taoist priests with sheep's heads and blue shirts, human monks with skeletons hanging around their necks, and a skeleton with self-drinking... evil spirits with blue faces and fangs, female nuns with hairy faces and thunder's mouth.

Each one gave him a faint threat, hovering around Tier 2, strong and weak. After entering the house, the two hanged ghosts floated to a position near the door and sat together at a table.

Except for the two rows of monsters with the highest status in the hall, there are more than 20 people standing in the corners, all of them are confused.

The big bronze cauldron, which had lit the flame and was preheating at high temperature, was obviously for them.

Before the arrival of Bailang, these monsters were pretending to be elegant. They toasted to each other under a kind of little monster outside the door, and ate the weird food on the plate.

Some demon outsiders scratched their ears and scratched their cheeks, and some heard mesmerized. After Shirakami arrived, they put down their wine glasses one after another and looked at the Uchiha who was holding him.

Standing in the center, Bai Lang was not embarrassed, arching his hands in all directions. The hanged ghost also began to narrate. Soon, the Taoist Sheephead said: "I have a gas refining technique here. I call it "Taibaijin Refining Qi Refining Technique" and the matching'secret medicine formula'. Change the two monsters in your hand. Wish?"

Then, another skeleton raised his head, and a little bit of translucent blood and blood grew out of it, which was finally covered by a female face: "I also have a "Three Yin Tongyou Jue" here. Both humans and ghosts can practice, just change one. ."

The obese monk knocked on the table: "Your magic is lacking a'prescription', do you want to make him a medicine man? Why don't you practice the joyful meditation with the monk and the avenue of bliss."

Soon, this group of demons quarreled together, throwing the same and the same exercises that didn't sound like much sincerity. Bailang captured a piece of information from it. The exercises seem to be closely related to the matching prescriptions, and it is extremely dangerous to practice without the corresponding prescriptions.

"How do you choose?" After a quarrel, several monsters finally looked at Bailang and forced.

Lang looked at the closest Taoist priest: "I'm swapping with this senior."

"good."

The sheep's head stroked the goatee with satisfaction, then stretched out a sharp nail, opened the robe, revealing the white-haired chest, the nails cut the abdomen from the bottom up, and then stretched out the gloves.

Soon, he took out a thin, **** booklet, then tore off a layer of skin, sandwiched it in the booklet, and threw it towards the white waves. It fell to the ground with a slap, splashing a **** flower.

Then, the sheep head triumphantly looked at the others: "Hey, now they are mine. Boy, where did your monster come from? Is there a corresponding refining formula? Toxic geometry, what pharmacology, which organs are the most special and precious?"

Bai Lang carefully guessed, and roughly guessed the other party's thoughts: "This monster comes from the dragon king I worshipped. It has both water and fire. The eyes, bones, and meridians are the most precious and poisonous. I don't know how to make medicine, but I have a recipe for food tonic. "

"The food is good, you can cook one, let the big guy taste it. Warm up the conference tonight, and don't say that I'm'Qingyangjun' stingy." Then, it pointed to the many onlookers outside the door: "Use it. Don’t hide your own abilities. You can catch what you lack. They don’t dare to resist."

Hearing this, the many ghosts outside the door shivered and retreated, but they were pushed back by the back, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Bai Lang was also dumbfounded. Looking along the goat's fingers, the monster with an anxious expression began to tremble, but he did not dare to leave. Can't help but wonder: "Aren't they the servants of the predecessors?"

"Isn't my subordinates used to refine medicine? Otherwise, why don't you raise so much? Don't you need money for blood food? If you lack any medicine, seasoning, or tools, just open your mouth."

Bai Lang was stunned, and quickly came to a sense. Isn’t the Four Heavenly Kings also an ingredient? Then other monsters can naturally be ingredients. Thinking of the lively scenes of the Demon Mountain and Demon Sea along the way, it is clear that the strength is not very good, but the number is unusually large, and I always feel that something is wrong.

Now he understands that the "monsters and ghosts" of this world are deliberately cultivated in large numbers, just like the chickens in the breeding farm, the quantity per unit area has completely exploded the wild kind in nature.

Refining medicine refining medicine, cooking and cooking. The system of this world seems to have found overlap with the missions issued by the paradise.

When Bailang thought about it, a group of'maidens' held out commonly used medicinal materials, but at first glance, they all didn't recognize them at all. Growing small legs, eyeballs kicking in the air; a green medicinal plant with human faces on the leaves...

When Bai Lang commanded the maid to add water to the cauldron, and then called someone to fetch the cutting board, several big monsters talked again. Ignoring the busy white waves, they exchanged medicine refining experience and practice experience in a way of talking about metaphysics and Taoism.

The little demons from the outside gathered in a pile, and in the way of listening to each other, the white prostitutes talked about the sporadic practice experience mixed with each other in the business. This is the core of tonight's demon meeting. There are a few ghosts that have come into contact with the ‘refining the gas and transforming the god’.

How true is it? unknown. Will it mislead others and let the little demons go crazy and blew themselves up? No way to know.

It's just that this is the only way for this group of miscellaneous fishes to come into contact with a higher spiritual realm, and they can't help but not be serious. As for the price paid, every "waist card" that can enter the courtyard has to be purchased at a high price.

In addition, every year the big demon preaching has live performances, which means that lucky audiences are randomly selected to walk in the tripod according to their respective areas of expertise, and they are made into ‘big medicine’ for display.

These lucky people are also ‘attendance fees’.

This annual blind box preaching method is exciting and cheap. The entry fee is actually not high, just a special waist card, as long as it survives in the end, you will be lucky enough to watch the ‘secret techniques of refining medicine’, listen to the practice experience, and get inspiration.

This kind of speech is very common in this world, and it is even customary, with a death index, which does not exceed 14.

Where is this taking advantage? It's simply a profit, okay?