I am cautiously cultivating immortals in a strange world

Chen Lin regained consciousness and returned to reality.

Forcefully suppress the discomfort caused by the agitation of the source of talent.

He reached out and picked up the cutlery, began to taste the noodles in front of him, and concentrated on sensing the changes in himself.

There was only a small ball of noodles.

He ate it in two or three bites.

The taste buds exploded, and an indescribable wonderful taste filled the entire mouth.

All the delicacies he had eaten before could not compare to this. Even the soul-warming buns made from big-scale fish and colorful-winged prawns were slightly inferior.

But right away.

Chen Lin was not in the mood to taste the food.

A strange energy rose from his abdomen and poured into his eyes.

The two eyes changed immediately.

It’s like wearing a pair of telescope and being able to see many strange and bizarre images, all blurry and vague.

As the energy increases, you can see more and more clearly.

The picture keeps changing.

But all the scenes in the pictures are related to the text.

finally.

The picture is frozen on a notebook.

The notebook was placed on the table, held by a pair of snow-white hands, as if they were about to open it and read it.

He had never seen the words on it before.

However, with the help of the rules of the Nightmare Realm, he could understand the meaning of the words.

There was a line of small words written on the cover.

"On the Principle and Analysis of the Formation of the Only Secret Method."

It turned out to be a thesis?

Chen Lin was very suspicious.

A thesis is something that is rarely seen in the cultivation world.

Because all secret inheritances are kept secret among the major forces, even the teaching of disciples and offspring will be restricted by contracts, and it is impossible for them to appear in the form of a thesis.

What’s more, it is the only secret method.

Chen Lin immediately perked up and focused on the notebook without blinking.

The entire void world has no consensus on the formation principle of the only secret method and is in a completely ignorant stage.

It is unknown who the owner of these hands is, but he actually owns such a notebook. It is very likely that he is not a creature within the boundary river.

This delicacy prepared by Grand Duke Bai Yueguang is indeed very mysterious.

The snow-white palm flipped gently.

The notebook was opened.

It's full of tiny print.

Moreover, this kind of text is very peculiar, like fireflies, which not only emit light but also swim back and forth and change, which is very mysterious.

But Chen Lin could understand it.

He didn't know whether it was the effect of the Nightmare Realm's rules or the effect of the Sky-Stealing Mask itself.

None of this matters, as long as you can understand it.

No time to think too much.

Chen Lin concentrated very hard, keeping the meaning of every word firmly in mind.

I don't ask to understand the meaning immediately, but just to remember it completely so that I can study it slowly after the banquet.

The memory of those in the True Realm is ridiculously strong.

Having a photographic memory is the lowest level of memory. One can even reproduce the artistic conception attached to the text in the mind exactly as it is and can restore it at any time.

But this kind of text is too wonderful, and Chen Lin still finds it difficult to remember it.

Fortunately, the owner of the hand flipped the pages very slowly, spending a long time looking at each page, and sometimes even marking them with a pen.

This prevents him from making mistakes.

The notebook was not very thick, and because each mysterious character contained a lot of meaning, one page was enough to record a lot, so it took less than an incense stick of time to read it all.

at the same time.

The energy of noodles is also exhausted

Chen Lin instantly came out of the strange state.

He did not delay.

He immediately took out a heritage bead and entered the information he had obtained into it.

Only then did I relax.

Looked around.

Duke Bai Yueguang was still sitting there with a smile on his face.

The tourists behaved differently.

Some of them devoured the food, some ate elegantly, and some lay motionless, seemingly having little interest in the food.

Chen Lin glanced at the woman in pink beside him.

The other person was the one who didn't eat the delicious food. He just took a sip of the wine from the glass.

He looked at the first place again.

The other person was a foreign man with purple wings, who looked quite gentlemanly. In front of him was a beautiful pastry. This pastry was exclusive to the first place winner, and only he could eat it.

Didn't look much further.

Chen Lin turned his attention to Xitina.

He just glanced at it, and then his eyes fell on a plate of delicious food not far away.

Just now, Xitina gave him a hint with her eyes, as if asking him to choose this.

Chen Lin didn't think that this little trick could be hidden from Grand Duke Bai Yueguang, but since Xitina did it, there shouldn't be any problems.

Don't worry too much.

The number of this delicacy is thirteen.

According to the rules, the earlier the number, the higher the level of the food, which should be good.

Chen Lin observed carefully.

The delicacy is shaped like a drum.

The whole thing is red, very festive, and there are two drumsticks on it.

As long as you look at it, the drumsticks will sound, giving people a sense of grandeur.

Since Xitina asked him to choose, Chen Lin did not hesitate. With a thought, the delicious food appeared in front of him.

He immediately began to taste it.

Banquets also have time limits. It is impossible to eat unlimitedly, so try not to waste time.

"Ok?"

As soon as the cutlery touched the drum, the whole drum shrank rapidly as if frightened and became the size of a fist.

The two drumsticks are like two arms, pushing the tableware out with force.

Chen Lin frowned slightly.

If it was something with life, he would find it hard to eat it.

"Don't worry, all the anomalies in the food are actually illusions, not real spirits."

Duke Bai Yueguang suddenly spoke.

As soon as she said this, several motionless tourists began to choose food after hesitating for a moment.

The pink-dressed woman next to Chen Lin thought about it and also picked a bowl of shiny vegetarian soup.

Seeing this, Chen Lin no longer hesitated and swallowed the small drum in one gulp.

He is not a pretentious person.

Even if Grand Duke Bai Yueguang didn't explain, he would still eat it.

He didn't know how many people he had killed, so there was no need to dwell on it. The reason he behaved that way was just to leave a good impression on Grand Duke Bai Yueguang and Xitina.

The snare drum melts in your mouth.

It has a very peculiar taste, which is hard to describe, but it has a unique flavor.

As a gourmet who can cook six-star food, Chen Lin has eaten countless delicacies, but none of them is similar to this drum.

It opened the door to a new world for him.

of course.

He is not just a pure foodie. He pays attention not only to the taste but also to the efficacy of the food.

So he concentrated his mind and sensed it.

As the small drum entered the belly, waves of drum sounds suddenly rang out.

Sad and grand.

It feels like being in an ancient battlefield.

And only he could hear the drum sound, no one else noticed it.

Chen Lin concentrated his mind and sensed the effect of the drum beats.

Xitina didn't remind me, which meant that there was no need to do anything extra and I could just wait and see.

As the drum beats become more and more rapid, the energy contained in the food gathers into a flow, like thousands of troops, rushing through the body to the beat of the drums.

Finally, it seemed to have discovered where the enemy was, and all of them rushed into the arms.

hum!

The Judge's emblem on his wrist lit up automatically.

It was as if an emperor whose majesty had been offended, releasing waves of anger.

This is?

Chen Lin was thoughtful.

After thinking about it, he didn't stop.

Although he could interrupt the gathering of energy if he wanted, he wanted to see if it was the same as he thought.

The drumbeats became more frequent and louder.

"Kill!"

"kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Woooooooo..."

There seemed to be sounds of fighting and trumpets, and thousands of troops began to charge towards the Judge's mark, and they would not retreat no matter how many people died.

The Inquisitor's emblem dimmed.

From the initial rage, it slowly turned into powerlessness, and then it showed signs of panic.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Seeing that it could no longer bear the pressure, the emblem began to vibrate violently.

The guillotine pattern opened and closed, beheading all the "soldiers and horses" that rushed up.

But it didn't work.

The soldiers and horses were endless and could not be killed at all. In the end, even the guillotine was broken and the emblem was completely disintegrated. (End of this chapter)