Unlimited Cultivation Players

Chapter 580

Here a family is having a happy dinner, and over there players are researching dishes for tomorrow's competition.

Strangely, there is only a small portion of ingredients, and everyone's cooking skills are not good enough, let alone what kind of taste he likes for the purgator.

Some people's ingredients are just a broken bone, or a piece of meat of suspicious origin. Fortunately, everyone has prepared before coming, so they don't panic.

There is only a group of ghosts who maintain a human appearance, looking worried at the ingredients.

Jiu Yuanzi actually reminded that the dojo might be related to food or food, but it was too difficult for them.

The mysterious taste has long been ruined by evil spirits. Other races may hate what they think is delicious, and they will vomit after tasting it.

Now looking at these people and monsters, they feel strange, but they feel that the ingredients are so fresh and good-looking, so they can only bite the bullet and discuss how to make dishes tomorrow.

The gods and ghosts are very uncomfortable, why not the dojo of killing, the kind that can win if you have the strength?

However, among all the players, there was one person who was particularly relaxed, and that was Mr. Ning.

He got a box of [-] kinds of ingredients, not No. [-] who violated the rules of the dojo and walked through the back door.

Instead, according to the regulations of the ashram, No. [-] sent a portion of ingredients to Mr. Ning, but the ingredients were packaged.

In theory, no matter how much there is, even if it is a few tons, as long as it is packaged, it is counted as one.

No. [-] swaggered and sat in the caravan that Mr. Ning broke through two prison cells, drank the coffee he brewed himself, smacked his lips and said: "The smell of this thing has the smell of an under-purified medicinal liquid. .”

Mr. Ning was opening the box to check the ingredients, and when he heard this, he said casually: "Miss Jiu also said something similar, by the way, are you afraid of being discovered by the higher authorities when you come here?"

No.[-] smiled slightly: "You are just an ordinary player, they don't pay attention to you, and you don't have enough energy."

"My authority can find out who they are staring at at any time. You are safe here, and I came here disguised as Lord Stove. If you really look at it, you will look like those little old men." He said indifferently.

Boss Ning paused for a moment, "Could they be staring at Miss Jiu?"

No. [-] asked amusedly, "Why do you think so?"

"If I had those people, Miss Jiu would be the one I hate the most. If she was there, I might not even be able to drink hot soup tomorrow." Mr. Ning said based on his usual experience.

No. [-]'s gaze was out of focus for a few seconds, as if she was just looking at something, and then said with a smile: "It's not like that, she's eating honestly now, she looks very happy."

It's just that he brought eleven Stove Lords inexplicably, which makes people feel a little weird.

Mr. Ning picked up a piece of dead Barbie fan meat, looked at it, and said casually, "Miss Jiu is good at this. She always looks happy and doesn't have any troubles."

"The appearance of winning everything, very confident."

"Although you have brought so many ingredients, I always feel that they may not be needed at all. As long as Miss Jiu is the first to enter the stage, she should poison the head of the purgatory to death and change the content of the trial." He said. Putting down the ingredients in his hands, he said to Yihao.

"..." No. [-] was silent, he knew better than anyone else the good deeds Jiu Yuanzi had done, "I'm afraid it will not be easy this time, the higher authorities are targeting her in particular."

Mr. Ning was a little surprised, "Didn't you target them on purpose before?"

"No, I'm fair." Yihao took a sip of coffee, he didn't want to mention those terrible past events.

Since you can't stop her, then let her join the group. This policy should be correct.

The two chatted for a while, and then left on No. [-]. It's not good to stay for a long time.

The night time sped up, and Jiu Yuanzi felt that the Stove Prince didn't eat two hundred steamed buns, so he suddenly jumped out of the dojo trial.

[Beautiful and delicious dojo: unlimited number of people, trial: meet the requirements of the three purgatory chiefs and become the God of Cookery. 】

Finally came the trial reminder. Although the content is very simple and even a little perfunctory, it still looks serious.

Jiu Yuanzi stood up, "I didn't expect it to arrive so soon, the happy time is always short, pack up, I will be the God of Cookery."

"Sister Jiu is great!" Gong Yangyan applauded immediately, only she blindly believed in Sister Jiu, although she didn't know where her confidence came from.

"Okay, clean up, let's go there." Jiu Yuanzi waved his hands and smiled, then glanced at the Stove Lords.

They all died like their mothers, and they had a good time just now, but now they are full of lifelessness, as if they have to die again if they follow themselves.

So, she cheered up and said: "Don't hang your head down, you should meet the Kitchen God Si Ming in a while, and cook better than him, so it's not a waste of time."

The Stove Lords were sullen, but they didn't feel happy because of this.

Not everyone wants to slap someone in the face.

Seeing that they couldn't be encouraged, Jiu Yuanzi didn't continue talking. Originally, she wanted the Stove Lord to cook first, so that they could try the taste of the purgator.

Survival means that this match is okay, if it is gone, it’s okay, anyway, these are sanctioning officials, and villains like her are hostile forces.

I won't feel bad.

Gongyang Yan quickly cleaned up the things, and a door composed of light and shadow appeared on the ground in the distance, standing in the posture of opening the door and entering here.

Jiu Yuanzi took out the Yuanzi net, and set up all eleven Stove Lords to prevent them from running away halfway.

Under the surprised gazes of the Stove Kings, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry, everyone, I don't trust you at all. I'm not human anyway, so I can only wrong you."

"..." The Stove Lord is a group of very weak little gods. It is equivalent to the Stove God commanding a person to work too tired, so he has a lot of distractions, and the same salary and benefits are used.

He himself didn't want to, but it was already like this when he took over, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to use these Stove Lords.

It is precisely because there is almost no divine power, and the spell is only a portrait of possessing, so Lord Stove is very weak.

They were trapped by Jiu Yuanzi, their faces turned ashen, they couldn't escape at all, they were dragged away by Gongyang Yan like pulling a fishnet.

Everyone pushed open the door and walked in.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

There was a deafening noise in an instant, and Jiu Yuanzi raised his head and looked around.

This is a huge colosseum-like venue, with a high platform hundreds of meters wide in the middle, with rows of stone tables on it, and they are standing in front of one of the stone tables.

Surrounded by a trapezoidal auditorium, the Stove Lord was already sitting on it, and they were shouting excitedly, like blood-slaying monsters.

Players appeared on the high platform one by one, looking around calmly.

Jiu Yuanzi saw several familiar faces, and also noticed the strangeness, which she couldn't tell from the outside, but felt it by her breath.

The familiar smell of death wronged her nose.

Mr. Ning's position is very good, whether counting from the middle or counting from the edge, he is exactly in the middle.

As long as the performance is not particularly eye-catching, it will not attract attention. It is low-key and not extreme, perfect.

The kitchen god is in command.

Jiu Yuanzi saw a group of gods standing together in a group, full of murderous looks. This time the gods came to fight with the heavens and the mortal world.

In an open battle, of course, the momentum should be a little more powerful.

Jiu Yuanzi looked behind him, there was also a group of alien envoys on the human side, led by Lie Suixing, captain Yang Jian had a red line between his eyebrows at some point, his cultivation had improved a lot, and he stood beside Lie Suixing .

Then, she also saw the four fierce beasts in the Diyi Auction House. The little gangsters still didn't get along well, and they looked weird.

More old acquaintances, Jiu Yuanzi will not pay attention to them one by one.

But when she glanced at the Qianlong waist in the Baima Shengsheng Club, she purposely stayed her gaze for a few more seconds, and swept across the four handsome servants with impunity.

Suddenly, she looked up to the audience.

There is a platform in the middle, and there is no Stove Lord around, only three figures emitting black smoke are sitting.

The extremely tall black smoke on the left is a bit light, while the petite one on the right has extremely thick black smoke.

The person sitting in the middle is black smoke, although he can't see his face, but he has a special aura.

Jiu Yuanzi stared at him with a strong feeling that this was the strongest existence she had ever seen.

The aura of this broken dojo was gently swirling around him, forming a weak whirlwind.

So, with a smile on her face, she blew a kiss to the man.

The figures on the left and right looked at the figure in the middle at the same time, as if they had said something.

boom!
The two figures seemed to have been severely beaten by something in the void, and they lowered their heads and slammed into the stone table in front of them.

Jiu Yuanzi was taken aback for a moment, then immediately laughed, he is such a irascible little cutie.

(End of this chapter)