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

Chapter 204 Lightning Flash, Deer Horns Hanging

In the kitchen filled with the smoke of cooking, Chen Xu's face showed joy.

The first [Literary Spirit Food] has been successfully made!

He heard the clanging sound of weapons being drawn from their sheaths in his sea of ​​knowledge.

The next moment, Wu Gou in the sea of ​​words suddenly flashed and leaped out on its own, then struck the floating page of poetry in front of it like lightning.

stab-

The sound of tearing silk rang out.

But miraculously, the page of poetry that was struck by the Wu hook did not split in two with the sound of tearing silk. On the contrary, the Wu hook in Chen Xuwen's sea of ​​water seemed to have struck a wisp of air, and instantly emerged from behind the scroll.

Meanwhile, the floating scroll of poetry seemed to possess a spirit. It curled up, like a piece of silk floating above the flames.

It folded and changed like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a yellowed Wu hook in front of Chen Xu!

Chen Xu reached out and beckoned, and the Wu hook, which was slightly tinged with a burnt yellow color, fell into Chen Xu's hand on its own.

The above already displays the relevant entries:

【Crispy Roasted Wu Hook, a spiritual food for scholars. It has a crispy and fragrant texture, and a savory and delicious taste. Eating it can help refine one's literary temperament and has an extremely slim chance of triggering a sudden enlightenment.】

It has a certain possibility of enhancing literary inspiration in a short period of time. Those who are well-versed in the poems of "Xia Ke Xing" can consume it to accelerate the solidification of Wu Gou's poetic inspiration.

It can be thrown and used as a weapon, destroying it instantly, and possesses 40% of its creator's own destructive power.

The entry was quite long. Chen Xu read through it one by one, and all the excitement he had been building up turned into joy.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud, stroked the crispy roasted Wu hook with his hand, and took a bite.

It was indeed crunchy, fragrant, salty and savory, crunchy and delicious!
His hard work of nearly six hours had not been in vain; all his efforts had not been wasted.

Chen Xu found it extremely interesting; he had never imagined that the Wen Dao Spirit Food would have such an effect, or that it could be eaten in this way.

To be honest, he didn't actually eat much of the spiritual food he made himself.

Aside from those with special effects, such as Lotus Wisdom-Nourishing Soup, Primordial Qi Jade Dew, Flowing Clouds Intoxicating Spirit Wine, Forget-Worry Thousand Threads Soup, and Red Dust Three-Two Pastry, Chen Xu himself doesn't eat much of the other ordinary spiritual foods that add qi and blood.

Now, as he carefully examined this Wu hook and savored its flavor, a strange emotion suddenly welled up in Chen Xu's heart.

Perhaps he should also eat more of the spiritual food he makes himself.

The sense of accomplishment from a delicious meal after hard work should also be part of spiritual practice, and this experience is indispensable.

As the crispy roasted Wu hook entered his stomach, Chen Xu keenly sensed that the subtle literary energy within his literary sea and ink pool had indeed been subtly refined.

The literary atmosphere seems to have become purer, and the color is changing from the original light blue to sky blue.

It has a feeling of mist rising like smoke, and smoke gathering into clouds.

Through his studies over the past few days, Chen Xu has come to know that if literary talent gathers like clouds to produce rain, and rain falls to form liquid, then that is the rank of a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations)!

He didn't even pass the imperial examination to become a scholar, yet the literary aura emanating from his inkstone was already showing signs of gathering like smoke and clouds.

The total amount of literary energy has exceeded the horizontal line of the ink pool scale, and is still slowly but steadily increasing.

This is likely related to the emergence of the "Records of the Splendor of Dali".

The Records of the Splendor of Dali promoted the spread of Chen Xuwen's name and his poetry. Although he lived in a remote small town, he felt as if he had seen the whole world.

He sees the world, and the world sees him.

However, when it comes to a list, the people usually only pay the most attention to the top three, or even the number one.

Thirty-first on the Xuan Ranking is indeed too low.

Chen Xu was not in a hurry, but his ambition would never cease.

After finishing his crispy roasted Wu Gou, he summoned back the poetic spirit Wu Gou that was floating to one side and discovered that the Wu Gou was almost real.

It felt heavy in my hand, and the frost-covered blade was as white as autumn water.

Chen Xu casually slashed through the air with his wood-chopping knife, and a clanging sound, as if the air was being torn apart, rang out. The blade was as bright as lightning, reflecting in Chen Xu's eyes as if a blade of light was shining in his eyes.

Chen Xu laughed heartily, his mind clear and bright. Although he didn't know when the poetic spirit of the chivalrous knight had coalesced in the journey of chivalry, this Wu hook was indeed a treasure.

He had a clear feeling that as long as he consumed more crispy roasted Wu Gou, the power of the Poet Spirit Wu Gou would definitely be further enhanced.

However, Chen Xu did not make crispy roasted Wu hooks again for a period of time afterward.

Instead, he used his Wu hook as a knife and went into the firewood hut to practice his wood-chopping technique.

Even though he now possesses profound magical abilities, Chen Xu never gives up practicing his wood-chopping knife technique.

He rarely engages in close combat, but when he is forced into a situation where close combat is unavoidable, he hopes that his close combat ability can surpass his ranged ability!
[Firewood Chopping Level 2: (989/1000)]

Perhaps due to the extraordinary spirituality of the Wu hook in his hand, Chen Xu gained a unique insight while practicing chopping wood today.

My wood-chopping experience, which had been stagnant for a while, suddenly increased by more than ten points.

The blade flashes like lightning, and returns like a gazelle's horns.

Precise, fierce, cold, violent.

happy!

[Firewood Chopping Level 2: (993/1000)]

The experience of level two wood chopping is approaching perfection.

That night, after practicing his sword skills, Chen Xu practiced the stove fire self-defense technique.

He needs to first develop a fire armor body to achieve a preliminary protective effect of being impervious to swords and spears.

Occasionally, he would also take a look at the [Six Paths of Heavenly Desolation] divine power.

However, the awakening of this supernatural power is too slow, seemingly even more difficult than the initial awakening of the Netherworld Abyss supernatural power—

Of course, it could also be due to a lack of opportunity.

Therefore, Chen Xu still lacks an understanding of what the "Six Paths of Heavenly Desolation" actually is.

In the latter half of the night, Chen Xu went in and out of the kitchen several times.

He also wanted to unlock [Fire Control Level 3], but after spending 10000 Fireworks Points to unlock the Literary Food, he only had a little over 1,000 Fireworks Points left.

After repeatedly entering and leaving the Fireworks Kitchen, Chen Xu was actually short of money when he saw that unlocking [Fire Control Level 3] required 3000 Fireworks Points!

[Fireworks value: 359]

Chen Xu laughed at his own stupidity.

After repeated training, his spirit was finally stretched to its limit, and even constantly adding to his three elemental attributes of essence, energy, and spirit could not sustain it.

Chen Xu finally gave up on this oppressive training method and collapsed onto the bed when a rooster crowed in the distance.

Who cares if it's dawn or not, I'll just get a good night's sleep first.

Chen Xu placed the spirit pouch containing the mouse Ashi next to his pillow and covered half of it with a blanket.

Ah-shi often mumbles in his sleep, "It smells good, I want to eat it..."

The little guy's dream is so sweet.

Chen Xu smiled slightly, gently stroked the spirit pouch, lay back on the bed, then placed his hand on his dantian and fell asleep at the perfect time.

The streets and alleys of Yunjiang City are crisscrossed, and from which household did the sound of a rooster crowing suddenly come out?

Ooh ooh ooh—

The loud crowing of the rooster drew in a blazing sun that burst forth from behind the clouds.

The city is bustling with activity; whether people are full of vigor or struggling with petty concerns, everyone is welcoming the sunrise at this time.

Meanwhile, a peculiar figure arrived at Zhuxi County, more than 60 miles away from Yunjiang City.

(End of this chapter)