None of the friends expected Lan to pass the preliminary round, so they were quite surprised.
Mo Jing suggested, "Let's go somewhere else first and come back in two hours to participate in the God of Cookery finals."
"OK."
They quickly agreed. Now they didn't want to keep staring at the green noodles because they had just eaten them and had psychological trauma.
Yun Zheng and his group left quickly.
At this moment, the geniuses from various immortal academies in Langzhou looked a little exaggerated and pale, and they didn't want to stay in this place anymore.
After the preliminary round, Yuan Xinglan hurried to a corner and vomited violently, his handsome face turning pale.
Long Junhao chuckled and teased, "It's a good thing you can still hold on."
After Yuan Xinglan finished vomiting, he wiped his lips with a clean handkerchief, then looked up at Long Junhao with an unusually firm gaze, "That's the White Flame Secret Flower, a top-grade spiritual object that can transform mortal bones into divine bones. I won't give it up so easily."
This is a great opportunity. If he doesn't work hard for it, wouldn't his trip be in vain?
When Long Junhao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but did not refute.
Not far away, a group of human geniuses dressed in green listened to their conversation, and the leader, Yu Qingxi, narrowed his eyes slightly.
White Flame Secret Flower? !
Yu Qingxi's heart suddenly surged with emotion, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes. She had heard her father talk about the White Flame Secret Flower, which only existed in ancient times, and only one plant appeared in the world every hundred thousand years.
Yu Qingxi's tone became more urgent, "Let's go and take a look."
Di Guang, the leader of the Huangji Fort, who was standing beside her, heard this and immediately agreed without hesitation, "Okay!"
The geniuses of Huangji Fort looked at each other, each with their own thoughts in their minds. They also wanted to obtain the legendary spiritual object, the White Flame Secret Flower.
More and more immortals and human geniuses are attracted here to participate in the God of Cookery competition.
Nearly 60% of the people were defeated in the preliminary round.
…
On the other side, after Yun Zheng and his group walked out of the God of Cookery competition area, they headed towards the front, but they always felt a strange taste in their mouths.
Later, Yun Zheng gave them spiritual fruits to eat to dispel the strange smell.
Yun Zheng took a big bite of the spiritual fruit in her hand, and then continued to chew it, letting the sweet fruity aroma spread in her mouth.
Gradually, I felt less nauseous.
Mu Yin took a bite of the spiritual fruit, and the memory of the green noodles came to his mind. He instantly felt a chill, and then said with a disgusted tone: "What kind of noodles are these? They smell terrible and don't taste good."
"Don't ask me, I don't know either." Mo Jing waved his hands quickly.
Nangong Qingqing didn't know either and shook her head.
Seeing this, Mu Yin caught a glimpse of Qing Feng from the corner of his eye, and laughed, "Hahaha, I just saw Brother Feng vomit."
Qing Feng's face stiffened slightly: "..."
Yan Chen smiled slowly and said, "Brother Feng must have been swallowing too fast, choking, and then he vomited unconsciously."
"Yes." Qingfeng sighed helplessly.
At this moment, Mu Yin's attention was drawn to something not far ahead. He peered inward several times and said, "It's so noisy up ahead! I think I hear the sound of fighting."
Mo Jing smiled mysteriously, "That's where the 'fight' will take place."
"Really?!"
When Mu Yin heard this, he regained his spirits and excitedly urged everyone to go to the place where the fighting sound came from.
“Go, go, go!”
…
When they arrived there, what they saw was a shocking scene that shocked them.
Mu Yin's eyes lit up, "Oh my god, what is this?!"
The place where everyone was watching turned out to be a small battlefield! Why is it called a 'small battlefield'?
This is because the area it occupies is less than the size of a vine house. It is wrapped in a translucent barrier that is so strong that it cannot be shaken at all. The immortals and human geniuses inside suddenly become smaller, about the size of an adult's fist.
Feng Xinglan saw this and looked surprised, "Why did he become a villain?"
When the immortals next to them heard this, they were about to turn around to answer Feng Xinglan, but when they saw Mo Jing was also there, their expressions suddenly changed, and then they greeted him with an awkward smile.
"Brother Mo, what a coincidence."
"It's you, brothers!" Mo Jing also recognized them, then stepped forward and enthusiastically raised his arms to hold their shoulders.
Several immortals curled their lips stiffly: "..." and didn't dare to move at all.
Mo Jing chuckled, "Let's have a competition today. I'll use the Tianxianzi I won against you two weeks ago as a bet, okay?"
"Goodbye." One of the immortals said weakly.
Another immortal immediately responded, "Yes, yes, we are just here to take a look today."
"Is that so?" Mo Jing replied with a look of regret upon hearing this. "Well, we'll have another competition next time we have the chance."
Those immortals immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Afterwards, Mo Jing briefly introduced Yun Zheng and the others to the immortals. After the two sides greeted each other, Mo Jing seriously introduced the "small battlefield" in front of them to Yun Zheng and the others.
"This is the Immortal Clan's mustard seed dimension. It was constructed by Qingqing's Fire Immortal Master and me. This mustard seed dimension serves as a small battlefield, and many of the Immortal Clan's trials and battles are completed within it. As you can see, once you enter it, you become smaller. But if you were to truly experience it, you wouldn't feel any difference between the inside and the outside of the mustard seed dimension."
Yun Zheng's eyes fixed slightly, as if she was thinking about something.
In terms of proportion, this mustard seed space is equivalent to the size of a secret realm.
Mu Yin asked, "Why is the ground of this small battlefield covered with magma?"
At a glance, the ground was covered with red-hot magma, and it was so hot that people outside could feel it.
The fights between the immortals and the human geniuses all took place in mid-air.
Nangong Qingqing said, "Grandpa Fire Immortal designed this. If one side loses a fight, they will fall into the lava and suffer the pain of being swallowed by the lava, but in reality, their body will not be damaged. The loser will also be ejected from the mustard seed space at that moment."
Mu Yin looked puzzled and asked curiously, "Why do you have to endure the pain of being swallowed by the magma? Isn't it better to just come out?"
Nangong Qingqing's eyes deepened slightly, "Grandpa Huoxian said that this is to make the losers remember the pain after failure."
She still remembers the look on Grandpa Huoxian's face when he said this. It was so solemn and serious, and seemed to be mixed with some inexplicable abnormal emotions.
At this moment, Zhongli Wuyuan silently held her hand and asked softly, "What about you? Have you ever failed?"
Nangong Qingqing was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then she looked up at him, smiled and shook her head, "I've been defeated so many times that I can't remember anymore."
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