Douluo Dalu Night White

Tang San concentrated on training his external spirit bone eight spider spears, strengthened his control, and used the eight spider spears to complete the construction of a restaurant. At the same time, he had to hold a pickle pot, which should be sealed at all times to restrict Tang San from being Always use both hands. Ning Rongrong and Oske were carrying pickle pots that were to be sealed with soul power to plant the ground. As for Xiao Wu and Lu Chenye, the master was completely speechless.

"Master, is it like this? Look at this rabbit. Isn't it cute." Xiao Wu held the rabbit that her soul power had transformed to the master. What else could the master do besides smiling?

And Lu Chenye, standing there with his eyes closed, and an imaginary figure standing in front of him, with a resolute and handsome face, an unruly smile, and a strong body, who is it not Dai Mubai?

The master asked the two of them to try to illusion something, and the two of them came up with such a result. What else can the master say? He couldn't find any other adjectives besides his extraordinary talents. Xiao Wu was still normal. The transfigured rabbit was a rabbit, but Lu Chenye, what kind of trouble did you make Dai Mubai!

And after Lu Chenye got it out, he still looked ignorant. He just followed his own inner thoughts as the master said, so that he could complete the illusion most easily. In his heart, the strongest image was Dai Mubai. What the master said was indeed correct, thinking in his heart, it turned out so naturally.

When he saw Dai Mubai, he was shocked, and then there was no more. The training of the master at this stage is basically a game for him and Xiao Wu. If you ask them to practice more, they don’t care. There is no way. Who is so talented?

"It's on fire again, the fat man has burned the kitchen again!"

"Big news! Boss Dai smashed the tenth pot, and I heard from the master that if the number of damaged pots reaches fifteen, he will be given special training!" Xiao Wu, who has no task, is just walking around except for a little training every day. , Depending on the training of other people, the news of various failures every day can quickly spread to everyone’s ears from the place where they happened.

With his fists clenched, Dai Mubai hammered the table fiercely. After so many days, he couldn't help his temper even if he hadn't succeeded even once.

"Heh." A chuckle came from above, Dai Mubai glared over, and when he saw the person making the sound, his anger disappeared immediately. He looked at the person next to him, and his figure was exactly the same as him and became clearer. , Could not help but shook his head and smiled.

"How did you come?"

"I've been here a long time ago, but you didn't notice it," Lu Chenye waved his hand to let his soul power dissipate. The master didn't give him any other tasks, so he continued to do it, using his soul power. , It will be consumed after one hour at most, and then restore the soul power, continue to condense...

Originally, the master wanted him to cut vegetables, but the knife skills he showed... is comparable to a chef.

Jumped down from the tree, glanced at the broken porcelain basin, and laughed again under Dai Mubai's awkward gaze: "Don't be too hasty. Doing things requires skill."

After speaking, he walked to Dai Mubai's side, took out a new basin from the side, and poured some flour and water into it: "No matter what you do, there are key skills. Impatient can only make you unable to see the essence, making it more and more difficult. , You are getting more and more irritable, forming a vicious circle."

Move your hands in the basin: "Be optimistic. The most important thing for you is to control your strength. Blindly using brute force will only become an obstacle, so optimistic."

"From the outside to the inside, from the top to the bottom, hold down here, knead from the right to the inside, and then turn the other way around, looping to make the noodles into a ball." Lu Chenye's movements were unpleasant, allowing Dai Mubai to see clearly. During the whole process, the dough quickly formed in Lu Chenye's hands.

"It's not difficult to see, let's try again." Lu Chenye walked aside.

Seeing Dai Mubai imitating his movements jerky, the smile on Lu Chenye's face has never stopped, but even with a demonstration, it is very difficult to learn well. Lu Chenye really couldn't stand Dai Mubai's sticky hands, as if he was still struggling. He hugged him from behind and attached both hands to his hands: "It seems that I still have to teach."

Dai Mubai's face flushed suddenly, and Lu Chenye slammed his head against him: "Look well, what are you thinking about!"

"Oh, oh." Dai Mubai hurriedly responded, concentrating, and forcing her to turn her attention from the warmth coming from behind to the surface of the basin.

The master is not calm about what he sees next to him. Just teach him. He even hugged him. Isn't it okay to be reserved? The master is not a rotten person. Although there is a beloved woman, it is not that he can't accept the kind of feelings between men. But is it really good to show affection in such a broad daylight?

After Lu Chenye taught it once by hand, he went to the side to continue his soul power formation, and asked Dai Mubai to try it a few more times. After mastering the skills, all that was left was a skilled worker.

For Lu Chenye's external casting of his spirit power, he felt very strange, and he didn't necessarily need to use it in battle. He found that as the degree of his spirit power continued to increase, his ability to control spirit skills became stronger and stronger. He had never thought that there would be a way to increase the control ability of the spirit ability other than the continuous use of the spirit ability. It would also speed up the improvement of the spirit power during consumption and replenishment. He now admires the master even more.

After lunch, the sun turned westward, Dai Mubai finally succeeded once, of course, by Lu Chenye's standards. There is no residual white flour on the wall and hands, and finally there is only a round dough in the basin.

"It's almost done. Let me add more difficulty. Starting tomorrow, except for physical training, you can't carry weight on your hands. When you fully control your strength, your training is almost successful."

"Oh, okay." He would not refuse Lu Chenye's arrangement, even if it would cause him a lot of trouble.

One month passed quickly, and in a luxurious restaurant, the Shrek Seven Devils were busy back and forth: "Second Brother!"

"Come on!" Lu Chenye threw out the plate containing the vegetables he had just cut, was firmly held by Xiao Wu, and poured it into a pan that was already hot under the action of Fatty's flame.

"It's fine after a while." Lu Chenye walked over with another plate.

"Don't worry, I understand." Xiao Wu shook her hand quickly, and then returned to the plate after three or two hits.

"Mubai, are you all right?" Lu Chenye shouted outside.

"It's okay!" Outside the restaurant, the remaining four people were using their soul power to throw out huge cakes. Lu Chenye and Xiao Wu ran outside, layered the prepared ingredients on the noodles, and then dropped them into the steamer next to the noodles in the same size.

The fat man put the water in to increase the firepower output, everyone put the steamer on it, wiped off their sweat, and finally it was done.