Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 116: The Fate of Disaster, the World's Pride

Later, Chen Xu learned cooking skills from the inn's chef for five days.

After learning how to make Wensi Tofu that day, he returned to his room at night and immediately went into the kitchen to start making the "Forget Worry Thousand Silk Soup".

Taking a kitchen knife from the stove, Chen Xu slashed with the knife as fast as the wind.

When the mind moved, a white jade-like chrysanthemum flower bloomed under the knife.

Water and shape.

Roll it into the soup made from the Forget-Me-Not mushroom, and in the soup as green as a cold pond, a flower with thousands of threads rolls out.

The two ultimate color combinations are like the strongest human heart in the world.

But who would have known that this Forget-Me-Not Soup seemed to be boiling hot, but in fact it was icy cold?
Yes, during the cooking process, Chen Xu discovered that this Forget-Me-Not Mushroom was extremely magical.

He was clearly using high heat to cook the mushroom soup, but even though the pot was boiling, the soup wasn't steaming.

When the soup was served and I picked up the bowl, I felt a chill that almost penetrated my bones.

Before drinking the soup, Chen Xu already felt extremely calm.

There is no sadness or joy, as if all the greed, anger, ignorance and desire in the world will disappear at this moment.

Even the "Tao" that he wanted to pursue seemed to become blurred.

It is dispensable, it comes quietly and goes calmly.

Fortunately, Chen Xu did not forget what he should do next.

He placed the soup bowl next to an empty side of the stove, took out the Ruyi Jade Dew, and hung it above the bowl of [Forget Worry Thousand Silk Soup].

A prompt appears: [Add Ruyi Jade Dew to the Forget Worry Thousand Silk Soup to gain the ability of Jieyuan Kongzhao.]

What is [the emptiness of karma]?
Chen Xu didn't know.

This tip is actually very vague, not as clear as [Double Qi and Blood].

It is even difficult to understand the meaning of the name, but when seeing these four words, Chen Xu, who was calm and rational at the moment, immediately decided to brew Ruyi Yulu into it.

What is brewing?
That is to drop Ruyi Jade Dew into the Forget-Your-Troubles Soup, and then seal it and ferment it for thirty-six hours.

The thirty-six hours here refer to actual time, whether it is in the kitchen or in reality.

It is not like brewing wine with the Mingxin Gourd, because it needs to be exposed to moonlight every night, and the night without moonlight does not count, so the wine in the Mingxin Gourd comes out slowly.

After all, bright enough moonlight is not available every night.

And Chen Xu doesn't have the opportunity to bask in the moonlight every night.

Fortunately, the matter of the Mingxin Gourd is not urgent. Now Chen Xu is waiting for the brewing of Ruyi Yulu.

He went in and out of the fireworks kitchen three times, staying there for a full twelve hours each time.

He was not in a hurry while the Ruyi Jade Dew was not yet brewed.

Just practice, practice, and practice again.

In addition to practicing the God of Food scroll, he also practiced his own Wenhai Inkstone.

The literary spirit was slowly growing, and Chen Xu could sense it because several of his poems were now being circulated.

The wider the poetry and prose are spread, the faster the literary spirit grows.

This seems to be similar to the practice of likes in the God of Food Scroll.

Of course, if he could compose more Qingyan poems or write more and better articles, Chen Xu's literary style would soar.

Now, the ink pool has a reserve of literary energy of nineteen inches deep. According to Master Wu, this has reached the standard reserve of literary energy for a successful candidate.

Generally speaking, in this world, one has to become a juren before one can open up the world of literature.

Chen Xu has just passed the college entrance examination and has already started studying literature. This is what a genius of the time does.

There are only seven or eight people of the same generation who can do this.

Wu Zhengze said: "Chen Xu, your talent is rare in the world.

But you have to know that in Yujing Tiandu, there are always some people among those big families that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years.

They have been eating spiritual food since childhood, meeting great scholars, and all they know and feel is enlightenment.

Although it is not easy for them to open up the sea of ​​literature in advance, if they cannot do so, how can they be called geniuses?
But even if the sea of ​​literature is opened up in advance, not all of these geniuses who are full of vigor and ambition in their youth can become great scholars in the end.

On the contrary, those who have experienced hardships since childhood and have had a bumpy road in literature are more likely to achieve great success. Do you understand what I mean?"

Chen Xu said: "Master, what you mean is that there are thousands of successful candidates in the imperial examinations, and hundreds of successful candidates in the imperial examinations within three years, but there are only a handful of great scholars.

Tell students to be modest and not to be overly complacent?

Wu Zhengze stroked his beard, but smiled without saying anything.

No one can understand the contradiction in the Master's heart.

However, Chen Xu discovered that his ink pool not only increased in depth as it grew, but also in breadth.

The Master only said that nineteen inches is the standard depth of literary talent for a scholar, but he never said what the level of an ink pool with a radius of three feet is.
His literary energy has now reached nineteen inches and it is difficult to rise further.

But the width of his ink pool often grows silently.

Chen Xu enjoyed his practice. It was only thirty-six hours, so he didn't find it difficult to wait at all.

By the time the fourth round entered the fireworks kitchen, the Ruyi Yulu was finally brewed.

Chen Xu opened the bowl of [Thousand Threads of Forget Worry Soup], his heart as clear as ice, and slowly drank the bowl of this wonderfully flavored soup.

For a quarter of an hour, his mind was almost completely empty.

No sadness, no joy, no worry, no fear.

All the experiences in this life are like the moonlight that lasts for thousands of years, flowing quietly in that empty world.

Good, bad, bumpy, high-spirited...

Or perhaps those persistent pursuits, those discouragements, those years of wandering, and even the hard training at this moment, have all transformed into a force to move forward courageously.

There is nothing, but it seems like there is everything.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Xu discovered that his innate Qi seemed to have shrunk a bit.

It only appears to be getting smaller, but in fact the power of the innate Qi is clearly more refined.

Although his cultivation level did not increase, his strength obviously grew, and Chen Xu had some realization.

In addition, he finally understood what kind of ability [Jieyuan Kongzhao] was.

This ability is very mysterious. If we want to explain it in simple terms, we can understand it as follows:

When there are negative peeping forces related to cause and effect in the world that want to fall on him, they will most likely fail.

This is the emptiness of karma.

Let’s take a simple example:
Things that had troubled Chen Xu for a long time, such as the curse mark left by the demon puppet after its death, are basically unlikely to mark Chen Xu again after he has [Jieyuan Kongzhao].

That's it!

The feeling of joy came over me belatedly and surged up.

That’s great! In the sea of ​​literature, Wu Gou is ready to make a move.

In the middle of the night, Chen Xu came out of the fireworks kitchen and decided not to continue practicing.

He had entered the fireworks kitchen six times in total today. Even though he had free attribute points that could be added at any time to relieve fatigue, Chen Xu felt that it was enough.

He planned to have a peaceful sleep.

I slept until the next morning, when it was just dawn.

Chen Xu suddenly woke up and found that there seemed to be a hazy little shadow leaning against his window.

The little shadow seemed to be asleep, leaning against the window, its head nodding.

Chen Xu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately tiptoed to the window and used some skill to open it silently.

Then, the little shadow leaning against the window fell outwards with a whoosh.

This is the second floor!
Chen Xu subconsciously moved his fingers, and immediately summoned a breeze. The breeze surrounded the fallen figure and quickly dragged it into the house.

Chen Xu stretched out his hands and caught it. The tentacles felt a little prickly and heavy.

With a cry of "Ouch", the little figure rubbed his eyes and fell on his butt in Chen Xu's hand.

It hurriedly got up again, looked at Chen Xu embarrassedly, and said shyly: "I, I, I...what happened to me? I, ah, I fell asleep..."

It was incoherent and at a loss. Who else could it be but the hedgehog demon Wei Yuan?
(End of this chapter)