Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

Deep purple thunder is brewing, the hearts of countless cultivators are racing, and fear is growing involuntarily.

The power of God, the real power of God.

But the protagonist of the Tribulation was staring into the distance at this moment, with a trace of longing in his eyes, which made many strong people who paid attention to this point dumbfounded.

Their consciousness had swept hundreds of miles in an instant, but they were unable to detect what Song Yu was staring at.

But just when the deep purple thunder reflected the entire world in purple and slowly fell with unparalleled power, they finally saw it.

I saw Song Yu standing on the Naihe Bridge, looking at the other side with a smile.

Under the bridge, countless evil spirits and demons in the Forgotten River were roaring crazily, trying to climb up and attack him crazily.

Opposite Song Yu, a little light shone.

At first, everyone thought it was just starlight.

But soon, the light gradually brightened, and everyone stared blankly ahead.

Jian Xunxian's whole body was filled with sword intent, but when he looked over, he was stunned.

Because on the opposite side, an old Taoist was slowly dancing with his sword, and the sword intention slowly flowed around his body, immersing him in the world of swords and giving him an unparalleled sense of comfort.

Looking back again, there was only one sword left beside him, Burying Evil.

"Xunxian, this sword is good."

The old Taoist looked at him with a kind face and a smile.

Jian Xunxian hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Master, this is forged by Qiongxian for me. I plan to use it as my destiny sword."

"Not bad."

The old Taoist priest nodded happily and patted his shoulder.

The old Taoist is Daoxuan Zhenjun and the master of Jian Xunxian and the other three.

Jian Xunxian was a little stunned, but then he realized what he was doing and asked quickly: "Master, are you back from the ruins?"

Daoxuan Zhenjun frowned and said: "My master has returned a long time ago. Although we have experienced several battles and lost many comrades, we still won in the end. Xunxian, have you still not been able to wake up from the previous battle? Although the battle is tragic, it’s time for you to come out.”

Jian Xunxian was shocked, "Fight? What kind of battle?"

"After ten years of fighting between China and the Netherworld, China finally drove them back to the Netherworld. Look at the new China. Everything is prosperous. Everything is about to return to peace. Our Daoxuan Peak will also become the holy land of swordsmanship in the world. .”

True Lord Daoxuan spoke with a hint of regret, raised his hand and pointed into the distance.

Jian Xunxian looked back and saw countless people carrying swords under Daoxuan Peak, including cultivators and ordinary people.

He was stunned on the spot, and the voices of those people talking could be heard in his ears.

"It has been three months since the Netherworld retreated. Tomorrow the Daoxuan Summit will open the gate to recruit disciples. I don't know if I can be chosen."

"Daoxuan Peak has the No. 1 Daoxuan Tianjun in the world, and there is also the leader of swordsmanship, Xunxian Sword Master. He will definitely become the best in the world in the future. Daoxuan Peak's standards for recruiting disciples must be very high."

"There are so many of us, but I don't know if there can be more than a hundred people with swordsmanship talents."

"Come on, maybe we can become the direct disciples of Xunxian Sword Lord, and that would be great."

…

Jian Xunxian raised his head blankly and met the gratified eyes of Zhenjun Daoxuan.

"Xunxian Sword Master, this is everyone's recognition of your expertise in the field of swordsmanship."

Jian Xunxian shook his head repeatedly, "No, Master, your swordsmanship..."

"Sigh... Needless to say, I feel a little ashamed to be the first person in this sect, let alone the best person in the world. If there is another person who is the best in swordsmanship, I will be proud as a teacher. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.

"Xunxian, the future is yours, and it's time for the Chinese cultivation world to return to its heyday."

Jian Xunxian felt dizzy, holding the Evil Burying Divine Sword in his hand, feeling the terrifying sword intent in his body that was one with heaven and earth, and his eyes were blank.

An invincible momentum gradually rose.

"The leader of the swordsmanship...Xunxian Sword Master...is this what I want?"

He murmured.

But at this moment, a purple light pierced the sky and the earth, and the whole world collapsed completely and turned into pieces.

Jian Xunxian subconsciously held the sword to save him, but there was a roar in his head and he couldn't concentrate.

Looking up again, he only saw the scene of dark purple thunder falling on the Naihe Bridge.

The pictures in his mind were flowing, and Jian Xunxian had a look of horror in his eyes. He regained consciousness in an instant and stared blankly into the distance, but there was only a little light left, like the light of the other shore.

"Boss Song is breaking through the heavenly realm. Just now it was...an illusion."

Jian Xunxian turned his head and looked around. Countless people were in a trance, with smiles on their lips, as if they were sinking into a sweet dream.

But their eyes were fixed on the other side of the Naihe Bridge under Song Yu's feet. That little bit of light seemed to be the gathering place of all the good things, the starting point and the end point.

"What a terrifying illusion. It actually diluted my memory. I almost thought I was immersed in the past era and never woke up, if it weren't for this divine thunder."

Jian Xunxian was shocked in his heart. He looked at the several heaven-level powerhouses who were also awake not far away. In the depths of their eyes, he saw fear.

Like him, they had also fallen into that weird scene before.

But these people around them are immersed in it and have not yet woken up.

When Jian Xunxian and others watched the thunder falling completely on Song Yu's head, Song Yu slowly raised his hand and pointed on the purple thunder.

Click...

The world was filled with purple light, and the violent energy of heaven and earth not only prevented them from seeing anything, but also prevented them from detecting their spiritual consciousness.

Three minutes passed, and all the sounds gradually weakened, and only the familiar dim light began to shine.

Jian Xunxian and others stared at those lights.

Because it outlines for everyone the most perfect world they want.

What a wonderful future it would be if it all came true.

Unfortunately, it was just an illusion, just their innermost expectations.

Of course, Jian Xunxian and others also discovered the cruel smiles and even some weird expressions on the faces of some cultivators.

The beautiful world in their minds does not seem to be beautiful.

Without exception, those people were secretly marked by Jian Xunxian and others.

The light suddenly brightened, swallowing up all the purple light, and appeared in everyone's eyes in a flash.

When some practitioners who had just woken up and were still immersed in the afterglow of the illusion were confused, these lights disappeared into Song Yu's body.

Song Yu flew up and glanced at the sight of thunder that seemed to be forming in the sky. When the thought was triggered, the Wangchuan River quietly disappeared, and the Naihe Bridge also merged into the void.

The world was silent, as if nothing had ever happened, it was just that everyone gathered together by chance.

"Congratulations to Boss Song for achieving heavenly rank."

At this time, a voice came from the darkness not far away, making everyone stunned.

They all looked together and saw Demon God Shura slowly walking out and appearing in front of everyone's eyes.

He smiled at Song Yu, "Boss Song has just made a breakthrough and probably needs to consolidate. I won't say much. I'll come back tomorrow."

Cupping his hands, the Shura Demon God spread his wings and disappeared out of thin air, leaving many powerful people in China stunned for a moment.

Who is this person?

That strong man from the Netherworld who came to Boss Song’s shop during the day?

Only a few people, including Jian Xunxian and others, knew the true identity of Demon God Shura. After hearing his congratulations, all of them looked extremely complicated.