"Every delicious food has its side effects. This eternal scrambled egg has a powerful effect, so it is inevitable that it will also have some side effects." The old man said in an understatement.
"You're talking about this medicine, right?" Bai Cangdong broke into a cold sweat in his heart. This sounds easy to him, but how can ordinary people endure his torment?
"Can I know what side effects this dish has?" Bai Cangdong asked.
"It's not a big deal. The eternal scrambled eggs are cooked with the eggs of the eternal demon bird as the main ingredient. There is naturally the power of fate in them. If you can't resist the power of fate, you will be entangled in bad luck until you have it.
As long as you have the ability to resist that power. But don’t worry, you can resist the divine light of the Fountain of Doom, and you have subdued the spirit of the light of doom, so this side effect should not have much effect on you." The old man said.
Bai Cangdong secretly smiled bitterly in his heart: "The effect is not great, and it also has side effects. He is just a real person, but he is not as open-minded as a perfect person."
And it's just a level upgrade, which doesn't tempt Bai Candong much. The magic of the divine weapons of the Shen family is mysterious. Only by forging the magical weapons can the level be improved. If he can only increase the intensity of the divine light, what kind of speculative demon will it be to him?
Level up is useless.
Moreover, when Bai Candong forges artifacts, he mostly incorporates the spirit of light into them. Even if the scrambled egg improves his rank, it may not be as mysterious as the artifact that incorporates the spirit of light.
"Ahem, senior, my technique is a bit special. It doesn't mean that you can advance to a higher level just by showing the divine light. Moreover, the requirements for advancing to higher levels are somewhat unique. I'm afraid I can't help you try this dish." Bai Cangdong looked at it.
It is obviously not an easy thing to reject a great person with the look on the old man's face.
The old man was rejected by Bai Cangdong, but he was not angry. He just smiled and said: "You still don't believe in the power of my eternal fried rice, right?"
"No..." Bai Cangdong wanted to explain, but was directly interrupted by the old man.
"I will show you a real person who has tried my dish. If you see him, you will know the effect of my eternal scrambled eggs." With that, the old man walked towards the Cave of Doom.
Bai Cangdong was also a little curious as to what effect the eternal scrambled eggs the old man mentioned had.
After entering the Cave of Doom, the old man did not walk in the direction of the Fountain of Light. With a wave of his hand, a divine light enveloped Bai Cangdong. After just walking a few steps to the southwest, he had already crossed a mountain range and arrived at the Cave of Doom.
In a desert.
"Look at that man." The old man pointed to the desert.
Bai Candong followed the old man's fingers and saw a man sitting on the sand, with his back leaning against a strange plant that looked like a cactus but was as tall as a poplar tree. His body was actually covered by
The thin needles growing on the plant had pierced it in several places, and the blood had solidified.
The man's hair was disheveled, and his clothes were in tatters. It was unclear whether they were soil or blood, and even the original color could not be seen clearly.
From a distance, it is hard to tell whether he is a man or a woman, he looks like a poor and very unlucky beggar.
"That person, didn't he just eat your eternal scrambled eggs, senior?" Bai Cangdong looked at the old man carefully and asked.
"Yes, he is the first person to eat the eternal scrambled eggs I made." The old man seemed very proud.
"But looking at his appearance, it seems that the situation is very bad." Bai Cangdong said with a wry smile. If he eats Eternal Scrambled Eggs, he will look like this. Not to mention just being promoted to a higher level, even if he is promoted directly
Wise man, he will never eat it either.
"That's because he can't resist the power of bad luck in the eternal fried rice. You are different. If you can resist, you won't be tortured by bad luck like him." The old man glanced at the man and continued:
"However, although he cannot withstand the power of misfortune, the power of eternal scrambled eggs has been demonstrated, helping him to rise to a higher level."
Bai Cangdong thought to himself: "It is not a big deal to advance to a higher level. As long as you find a fountain of light and the requirements are not too high, it is too easy to advance to a higher level. There is no need to make it like this."
"You must think this is nothing great, but if you knew what kind of skills this person practiced and what kind of effect he had after eating my eternal scrambled eggs, I'm afraid you would be begging to eat my eternal scrambled eggs.
Egg." The old man's eyes showed a look of fanaticism.
"Whoever begs to eat your eggs must be crazy." Bai Cangdong thought to himself.
"That man is the true son of the Saint after Qingzhou Saint. The skills he cultivates can be transformed into ten kinds of beast spirits. Each beast spirit has a strength that is not inferior to his own body. His skills are far more terrifying.
It is within the reach of ordinary people, and can even be said to be rare in ancient and modern times. If one were not born into a saint's family, it would be extremely difficult to practice such mysterious skills." The old man stared at the man and said.
"What? That guy who looks like a beggar who is about to die is actually the Holy Son of Qingzhou?" Bai Candong was shocked and couldn't believe what the old man said.
"What is there to make such a fuss about? Not to mention a Qingzhou Saint Son. If all the real-life Saint Sons in the world know the benefits of my eternal scrambled eggs, I am afraid they will all beg to eat them. Are you here?
I don't know the blessings among the blessings." The old man glared at Bai Cangdong and said proudly.
"Well, after all, I'm not the Holy Son, I'm just a layman, and I can't enjoy such good things." Bai Cangdong said helplessly. Anyway, no matter whether that person is the Holy Son of Qingzhou or not, just looking at him like this, Bai Cangdong
Dong has already decided that he will not eat those eternal scrambled eggs no matter what.
The old man didn't pay attention to what Bai Candong said, and suddenly struck the huge cactus with his palm, splitting it immediately. The huge cactus immediately slapped the beggar-like man, and was about to stab the man.
Turn it into a hedgehog, and then make it into a meat paste.
Unexpectedly, just as the huge cactus was about to hit the man, the man's body suddenly became bright, and a black light and shadow rushed out from his figure. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a condensed divine light.
Black strange bird.
The black strange bird screamed at the huge cactus. The cactus suddenly shattered into pieces and was blown away by the wind like sand and dust, blending into the dust and disappearing.
Bai Candong was dumbfounded. The power of the black spiritual bird's musical system was probably at its extreme. With just one cry, it was able to turn a giant object weighing an unknown number of tons into a bubble.
Cang Dong's verbal killing skills were countless times more powerful.
"Did you see that the boy ate my eternal scrambled eggs and condensed a spiritual beast like an eternal magic bird? Although he himself is only a real person, the spirit bird has already reached the level of a real person.
The situation is even more terrifying, and this is the result of my eternal fried rice." The old man's face exuded a glow of pride.