"What does it mean that as long as you are not dead, you still have time to say it?"

"Is this human word?"

"Can you rely on some clues?"

Ning Feng was pouring Shiquan Dapu soup down in big mouthfuls. When he heard the Sanren Shen Chef's words, he almost didn't spit it out...

Zuo Jin's fellow disciples coughed violently, some really sprayed, some choked and coughed continuously, some looked at the chef in horror...

Even though the chef of Sanren God faced the habit of such expressions, he was a little embarrassed at this moment, scratched his head and said, "What, this is not dead, it's okay, it's okay."

His extravagant words scared everyone who had just calmed down.

The chef of Sanren Shen said: "This ten-full-tonifying soup is really safe. I asked more than a dozen people, thirty or fifty cats, seven or eight elephants to try it, and less than half of it died."

"No..."

Ning Feng and others had their faces as dark as the faces, their legs began to tremble, and they were almost nowhere to be swayed.

The chef of the gods realized that this was wrong and quickly rescued him: "But that was the time to test the medicine. The chef was constantly improving. The dead were basically cats, dogs, and none of them died."

"Yeah?"

Ning Feng and others were looking over with an extremely distrustful look. They didn't believe anything about what the Sanren God Cook said.

Now I have drunk it, and no matter how much I protest, it is useless. Everyone sat there with their expressions, waiting for fate or stomach to give a judgment.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it doesn't work so quickly, be patient."

The chef Sanren Shen "comforts" everyone in a tone of standing and talking without pain.

"Who is anxious, who is anxious? Is this scared?"

Everyone rolled their eyes, but knew that such words were not as good as the one in front of them. They simply took a snatching mouth and stopped talking.

A silence seemed to make the Sanren Divine Cook uncomfortable all over. He came over and sat in front of everyone, carrying the innate Qi Hunyuan Cauldron behind him, leaning back, as if he had brought his own chair backrest.

"Let's do it like this, I'm idle too. Let me tell you first why the old chef came here."

The words of the Sanren God Cook aroused everyone's interest, and everyone turned their attention to him and waited for him to continue.

"The situation today is a bit special, it is a great event for the ages and a major event for the entire world."

The chef of Sanren said it with a rare solemn expression.

Ning Feng finally finished drinking the super large ten-full-tonifying soup. Hearing this, his ears stood up, and he keenly grasped the key points in the words of the God of Chef.

"Even people with the position of Sanren Divine Cook are said to be a grand event for the ages, and that is a real grand event. Even the Nascent Soul monks are a grand event."

"In addition, since he mentioned the positional realm, then this matter itself is related to the positional realm, in other words, it is probably related to the other positional realm."

"Strange, isn't it because of our Sun God Palace and the Southern Demon Sect? Why did it involve the realm?"

The more questions Ning Feng asked, the more he paid attention to what the Sanren Divine Cook continued to say.

"The old guys in your temple ask the old chef to come over to protect you from accidental injuries, and explain everything to you at the same time."

The chef of Sanren God said, bringing a little humorous look on his face and looking at everyone's reaction.

Everyone really responded.

Ning Feng, everyone raised their eyebrows and began to think about what price the elders of the temple would have to pay to hire such a great monk as a nanny?

"Are you wondering if the old cook is expensive?"

The chef of Sanren God showed a prank and smiled like he succeeded, shook his head and said, "No, the old chef owes favor to old friends for this matter."

"The old chef will never owe favors to others in his life. If there is favor, there will be cause and effect. Therefore, cooking this pot of Ten-Tonic Soup is half the reward."

"The remaining half, the old chef has to work hard for your temple once when he turns back, otherwise it will not be enough to compensate."

"What?" Ning Feng and others' eyes widened, their faces full of disbelief.

What's the situation?

Inviting a Nascent Soul Cultivator to be a nanny and take-out commentator. In the end, this sanren still owe the great man of the Divine Palace?

If you don’t bring such a thing, is it not this domineering method?

A big question mark appeared in everyone's mind, and the saying "I can't bear it."

No one can tolerate it!

But the chef of the God of Dispersed Man endured it and was still willing to accept it.

As he spoke, he was so happy that even the innate qi Hunyuan Ding could not support his body, twisting around and around.

"You don't understand this."

"Share one part of the great merit. This is an old friend who takes care of the old chef. He knows that the old chef is alone and has no sect to share the good fortune. The road to the back is rugged, so he specially gives me a merit."

"With every extra merit, the old chef will go further in the future and live a long life, and there will be more hope."

"Where are there any small things on the road to cultivation? A little hope will never be repaid if you fight to the death."

"Difficult, difficult, difficult!"

Ning Feng and others were both a little surprised and a little relieved.

Suddenly, I understood the words of the Sanren God Cook just now. The human relationship is indeed based on merit. In other words, what is about to happen is merit that can be divided into merit;

What is relieved is that everyone's lives have been saved, and bad results will probably not happen, otherwise the chef of Sanren Shen would not be repaid, but that is lacking in cause and effect.

After worrying, curiosity arose again, the waters came out, and everyone's eyes were brighter and brighter as the bright moon at night, looking at the old chef brightly, waiting for his next words.

"Do you know what is the greatest merit in heaven and earth?"

But at this time, the chef of Sanren God kept his word.

Everyone was confused, shook their heads, and nodded.

I don't know, but I really know. The sect books clearly record it clearly. The powerful masters of a certain senior turned the tide and saved countless life-going people and obtained great merits; or the legendary powerful man preached in Hongmeng, leading countless creatures to the path of enlightenment, and had infinite merits; and then the great masters of Buddhism saved countless people, reincarnated for ten generations, obtained merits and attained the fruit...

It would be fine if you didn't think about it carefully, but after thinking about it carefully, Ning Feng and others found that these so-called merits actually mean nothing.

Even I don’t know how these merits are produced, let alone discussing the greatest merits between heaven and earth.

Thinking of the end, whether it was Ning Feng, Chen Xiwei, or others, they all shook their heads and looked at the Sanren Divine Cook with hungry eyes.

"Have you heard this sentence..."

The chef of Sanren God looked solemn, and every word he spitted was as heavy as ten thousand pounds, causing thunder in all directions. This echoed and echoed:

"A lot of troublesome autumn, a world of great struggle!"

Eight words came into my ears, everyone nodded and shook their heads.

Everyone understands the meaning of this, but is there a great struggle in front of you? Or, even a great struggle in the world, what does it have to do with the greatest merit in the world?

The expression of the Sanren God Cook was full of longing, and he said in an unspeakable tone:

"In today's world, it is a battle between the realm and the realm, it is annexation, expansion, and development. It is our realm, it is a swallow of the heavens and all realms!"

"for real
Chapter completed!