nashuaworldcup Chapter 527 You didn't say anything, you didn't ask anything.
Chapter 527 You didn't say anything, you didn't ask anything.
Da Dao couldn't help but sigh, but by the time he realized what had been stuffed into his mouth, it was too late.
The pork in the stir-fried chili peppers was tender and fragrant, and Da Dao "accidentally" swallowed it.
Its flavor is unforgettable.
He withdrew the large knife from their mouths, smacked his lips, seemingly recalling the taste he had just experienced.
Da Dao squatted on the ground, disregarding all decorum.
At this moment, his gaze kept drifting towards the bowl he had placed on the ground.
Greatsword broke free from the demon's clutches and crouched down:
"Brother, monster meat is poisonous, but it's really delicious."
If you're not going to eat it, could you give me your bowl?
After holding it in for a long time, the greatsword finally managed to say a few words: "Brother, please, let me eat it. Anyway, monster meat is poisonous. I've already eaten it, and I won't live much longer anyway. Consider it my last wish before I die!"
His eyes were filled with sorrow, just like the expression on his face when he wielded the broadsword.
As for Da Dao, he was quite hesitant after Zhong Liyu stuffed a bite of meat into his mouth.
I think I'm speaking too soon, but this stuff is really delicious.
Even though Da Dao knew perfectly well that the monster's flesh was poisonous, he kept glancing at the rice in his bowl, as if bewitched.
Reason and desire were repeatedly torn apart in my mind:
"No, you can't eat that. Monsters are highly toxic, and I, Liang, can't eat any more. Go to the StarNet and buy some antidote pills first."
"Brother, can I just buy some antidote pills and take it? I'll eat this first, and then take the antidote pills." Da Jian tried to snatch the stainless steel basin from the ground.
Just as he reached out and touched the iron basin, Da Dao's hand also touched the iron basin.
The stainless steel basin remained suspended in mid-air.
"Brother? Your hand?"
Da Dao paused before uttering his innermost thoughts: "If anyone's going to die, it's me; if anyone's going to eat, it's me!"
The "battle" between the broadsword and the greatsword was clearly visible to the group.
Suddenly, the various "evil cultivators" of the Free and Unfettered Sect posed questions to the two:
"Who told you that eating stir-fried pork with chili peppers will kill you?"
After learning of Da Dao's concerns, Zhong Liyu approached several times but was repeatedly turned away. He realized Da Dao had misunderstood, and seized an opportunity to speak:
"Brother Dao, you've misunderstood me!" Zhong Liyu pretended to wipe away a tear. "If this demon flesh were poisonous, how could I possibly let you eat it? Look, the cultivators of our Xiaoyao Sect have all eaten it and are all alive and well."
Zhong Liyu's tone was firm:
"Let me explain, there must be some misunderstanding between us!"
Faced with Zhong Liyu's words offering a way out, Da Dao's eyes darted back and forth between the bowl and Zhong Liyu:
"You say it and I listen."
Zhong Liyu was about to speak up and explain the situation when a scream pierced the air.
Greatsword's voice was filled with surprise:
"Brother! Something's wrong with this monster meat!"
As he sensed the changes within his body, the shock on his face was impossible to hide.
"What's wrong, Greatsword? Has the poison taken effect? We've been inseparable since we were little, you absolutely can't die!"
Big Knife was crying and sniffling, he was practically kneeling on the ground wailing.
Zhong Liyu's face showed a guilty look. No way, this is spiritual food, not unprocessed demon meat, how could it cause any problems?
Zhong Liyu's expression was solemn.
"No, brother, I won't die. I'm just too surprised. Just now, I felt my cultivation level slowly increasing, and there was an endless flow of spiritual energy in my body. It's so amazing."
"What did you say?"
"I said it seems like my cultivation level has improved."
"It's a good thing that your cultivation level has improved, what's the big deal..."
"That's not right! How did your cultivation level increase? Demons are poisonous; logically, your cultivation level should decrease."
After Da Dao finished speaking, he suddenly felt a surge of spiritual energy within his body, which nourished his dantian.
Da Dao didn't know where the spiritual energy came from, but he also knew that he hadn't taken any spirit-restoring pills or similar elixirs today.
His gaze was fixed on the food in the bowl.
Could it be that this meal...
No! Impossible!
This bowl of rice is mostly filled with monster meat. Even the presence of spiritual plants cannot mask the fact that the meat is Black Wind Pig. Give it a try!
The man with the broadsword was astonished as the man with the greatsword.
Instead, Jin Dazhu calmly picked up his bowl and ate slowly.
Jin Dazhu and Zhong Liyu weren't that close, but he was absolutely certain that Zhong Liyu wouldn't harm him.
Besides, they had formed a team, and he still had work to do in the afternoon.
Jin Dazhu remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.
Zhong Liyu glanced at the broadsword, his tone casual:
"Brother Dao, let me tell you, the monster meat is really not poisonous, so you can eat it without worry. And this Mapo Tofu and stir-fried pork with chili peppers, even the rice at the bottom of the bowl, are all spiritual food. Eating them won't kill you."
"Spiritual food?"
"How could it be spiritual food? Zhong Liyu, are you trying to fool me again?"
After saying this, Da Dao was unable to utter any further rebuttal for three seconds.
Five minutes later—
Da Dao slowly and methodically finished eating the rice in his bowl:
"Look at the mess this has made, Li Yu. You're really not being loyal. You should have just said it was spirit food. Don't worry about the work this afternoon. I guarantee I'll complete the task and do it for you."
“I wanted to say that too…” But you haven’t given me the chance yet. Zhong Liyu sighed. The cultivators of the Weapon Sect are cheap and easy to use, but they are too suspicious. Just now, he wanted to interrupt several times to tell the demon that the big sword was not poisonous and to tell it that this was not ordinary food but spiritual food.
but……
He really couldn't get a word in edgewise.
The kind that doesn't leave any gaps.
"Oh dear, Li Yu, I was wrong about this. Look at the mess this has made. I knew you were my sworn brother. How could you harm us? Don't listen to what's being said online. You're not evil cultivators at all. You're clearly the most generous and charitable people in the world."
Fellow members of the Free and Unfettered Sect, the “Number One Invincible Generous Philanthropist Under Heaven”: ? ? ? What kind of flattery is this cultivator up to now, even though he is indeed very kind?
It was only after Da Dao finished digesting the meat that he discovered the stainless steel basin was full of spiritual food, and top-quality spiritual food at that.
Everyone else was stunned on the spot.
He was complaining just a second ago.
After realizing that he had consumed spiritual food, Da Dao became unusually humble.
Sometimes people can't even empathize with themselves from five minutes ago.
What he just said! Da Dao wanted to go back in time and slap himself twice.
The Free and Unfettered Sect gave him spiritual food, and not only did he not appreciate it, he even retorted with so many words without understanding the situation.
Looking back now, he was really not human.
Da Dao held the basin in his hands, and after finishing his meal, he went straight to work with Zhong Liyu.
He had almost exhausted his energy in the morning, but by the afternoon, Da Dao was like a man possessed, building houses with great vigor.
It wasn't until midnight that Da Dao, Da Jian, and Jin Dazhu returned to their sect.
As soon as the three returned, Liu Jiang, with his keen sense of smell, immediately detected a pleasant aroma:
"Where have you three been gallivanting off to? You all reek!"
Liu Jiang was Da Dao's master. He waved his sleeve, and the aroma of an unknown dish still lingered in his nostrils.
"Master, we..."