In fact, when he was practicing microscopic meditation, he had already felt that the lack of Soul Power was the main reason why he couldn't go further, including the previous conceptions of building a core, spreading, and so on. Just the beginning had already made him exhausted.
Even the cleverest housewife couldn't cook a meal without rice. In fact, no matter how hard he tried, it would be difficult to break through the bottleneck encountered during microscopic meditation without enough Soul Power.
It wasn't that his method was wrong, but that there was a problem with his direction and cultivation sequence. First, he had to reach the Peak Heroic Soul Stage and have enough Soul Power to practice Cellular Cosmology.
Frankly speaking, at this moment, Lan Daier seemed a little taller in his eyes, which made Wang Zhong feel grateful from the bottom of his heart.
In the Holy City, no one would waste their time to guide you for no reason, especially the teachers. Apart from explaining some basic knowledge on the podium, few of them would care about whether the Holy Disciples were listening to them or how far they had progressed in their cultivation, let alone giving such detailed guidance to them. You are you, and I am me. Being a teacher was just to make a living and earn some Holy Coins. What did your cultivation have to do with me?
For people like Solomon and Scarlet, who had a Great Teacher as their personal teacher, things were naturally different. For people like Carolyn, they might be able to get individual guidance from the seniors in their family, but for people like Wang Zhong, they had no worries. They only needed to choose the right direction, and the rest would be taken care of by others.
However, for people like Wang Zhong, who worked behind closed doors and fumbled around on his own, and who rarely attended classes, once he went astray, he might really end up going down the wrong path. This was because this world was not isolated. When you took a detour, others would already speed up in a straight line. For example, as the successor of the Mo Family, Mo Wen had actually resolutely given up on the Holy Land. It was obvious that the Mo Family had their own methods. Furthermore, they had thought it through carefully. Other than Mo Wen, there was also Mo Xingchen, the Heaven's Bearer. Mo Wen's message to Mo Ling was obviously not without purpose.
The failure in the CHF was actually a valuable asset for Mo Wen. His talent and hard work would be further stimulated. The Heroic Soul Stage was the second competition between the two, and at present, Mo Wen was already leading by a lot.
After listening to Lan Daier's analysis, Wang Zhong also felt a little cold sweat on his back. He had made a huge mistake, and it was impossible for him to succeed by going in the opposite direction. Without Lan Daier's guidance, he really didn't know when he would have realized this.
He carefully experienced it for a long time, then took a deep breath, stood up cautiously, and bowed deeply to Lan Daier. "Thank you, mentor!"
"You're treating me as a mentor now? Didn't you call me big sister a while ago? " Lan Daier laughed. Ever since she became familiar with this kid, it was rare to see him so serious and respectful. However, she still preferred to be more casual.
"Then, shall we do it again?" Wang Zhong's serious expression never lasted more than two seconds. True gratitude came from the bottom of his heart.
"Forget it! You weren't as sincere as before. " Lan Daier chuckled. "Besides, I'm only doing this for the follow-up experiments. With your small physique, if you don't speed up your improvement, it will not be easy to find a suitable worker if you die from overeating yourself one day." Lan Daier chuckled.
"I'm quite qualified, right?" Wang Zhong was in a good mood after solving the problem that had been bothering him. "I also think that I'm actually quite good. For the sake of this praise, how about I speed up today and finish all the dishes on the table in three minutes?"
"There's no need." Lan Daier waved her delicate hand. "How can eating some worms be worthy of my rambling? These aren't for you. There's a big one. "
"A big one?"
A mysterious smile appeared on Lan Daier's face. "It might be a little painful. Just bear with it."
As she spoke, she took out her Skylink and sent a message. "Sit down, I'll be there in a while!"
The dishes on the table were removed by Lan Daier. She didn't seem to be joking, but her mysterious look really made Wang Zhong not know whether to laugh or cry.
Sure enough, this was the style of the Holy City. Gains and efforts were always proportional. There was no such thing as a free lunch … What kind of big dish was it? She was so cautious. Would she have diarrhea for a month after returning home?
Although the living room of Lan Daier's house was very large, it was not luxurious. It was more of a casual and simple layout. Only some details, such as the flower arrangement, could reflect Lan Daier's preferences.
While waiting, Wang Zhong took the opportunity to ask about some major taboos in the cultivation of the Heroic Soul Stage. Improving one's Soul Power was the most important step, but if one had the ability, one still needed to take care of other things, such as sideline work and research in the direction of cultivation.
Basically, as long as it did not take up a lot of time, one could take care of it. For alchemy, at least the Mystic Sect and the Sparta Clan absolutely disapproved of Holy Disciples getting involved in alchemy before they reached the Peak Heroic Soul Stage. Even the Tyrants, who had to come into contact with alchemy, would repeatedly warn Holy Disciples not to invest too much in the early stages. They were considering the problem of choosing the best.
Lan Daier's understanding of cultivation was obviously incomparable to Wang Zhong's. In the past, she would occasionally mention it during her spare time at work, and it was not very obvious. However, when she explained it to him today, the gap between them was immediately apparent. Wang Zhong kept nodding as he listened. It was good to have his own ideas, but at the same time, he should listen to both sides. He should take more time to focus on the various courses of the Tyrants. At the very least, he would be able to comprehend by analogy and ensure that he did not deviate from some general principles.
While Lan Daier was in a good mood, Wang Zhong also seized the opportunity and gained a lot. He would not blindly follow her, but he could learn a lot from her words. This was something that only people who had experienced it would have. Furthermore, as a gourmet, Lan Daier's perception was quite meticulous.
After chatting for about half an hour, someone knocked on the door. "Teacher Lan Daier."
The person who came in was Ella. Wang Zhong had seen her several times before. She was Lan Daier's chief assistant, and in fact, she was also Lan Daier's disciple. However, teachers in the Holy City did not have the right to accept disciples. That was the right of Great Teachers, so they only addressed each other as assistants. This kind of relationship was often stronger than that of an ordinary personal disciple. After all, unless they had a very good understanding of each other and had a good impression of each other, it was impossible for a teacher to pay special attention to an ordinary assistant.
Usually, Ella and Lan Daier had a good understanding of each other. Ella would always be able to accurately understand the meaning of her teacher's casual glance. However, it was clear that her teacher's arrangements for today had slightly surprised her. As a result, there was a strange expression on her face when she entered the room. She looked at Wang Zhong as if she was looking at a rather strange and unfamiliar object, and there was even a little bit of resentment and doubt in her eyes.
That shouldn't be the case. As an official assistant, she had never received such treatment from a teacher before! What kind of luck did this guy have? She was really speechless. His looks were average, and he did not have any talent. Of course, if being able to eat was considered a talent, then it was really …
Lan Daier was by the side, but Ella did not show too much of her emotions. Other than looking at Wang Zhong with a strange expression, she was carrying a cylindrical food box in her hand. After entering, she quickly placed it on the table and opened it carefully.
Traces of cold air came out from the box, and he could see that there was another smaller box inside the food box. Next to it was a pile of ice that was used to chill the food. On the small box, the main body of the box was engraved with dense rune seals.
Wang Zhong had seen this kind of thing on Skylink before.
The ingredients in the Holy City had always been rich and colorful, and even some taboo ingredients were common. Unlike the human body, which would completely dissipate its energy after death, the bodies of some powerful Dimensional creatures would still retain extremely powerful energy even after their consciousness died. If one wanted to eat or preserve such ingredients that contained extremely strong energy, they would need to use a special sealed food box. On the one hand, it could maximize the freshness of the food and prevent the energy in it from dissipating, which would lead to the decline of the food's quality. On the other hand, it could prevent the energy of some taboo foods from being too destructive, which would impact and affect the surrounding environment.
Wang Zhong could see that Ella's movements were very careful. The way she lifted the small food box was as if she was holding a time bomb. Wang Zhong was initially fine with it, but when he saw Ella's huge formation and cautious expression, he could not help but swallow his saliva.
In the end, it was just food. Did she have to be so exaggerated? What was in the box? Was it necessary …? Was he really going to die today?
Lan Daier noticed Wang Zhong's slightly embarrassed expression, and the smile on her face grew wider. She was not as careful as Ella. She simply lifted the small sealed food box casually and smiled at Wang Zhong. "One minute."
When Lan Daier entered the kitchen, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little awkward. Ella stared straight at Wang Zhong, as if she wanted to see through his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. Even though Wang Zhong had always been thick-skinned, he felt a little embarrassed when she stared at him. He took the initiative to greet her. "Hi, Senior Sister Ella. It's been a long time."
Before Ella could say anything, Lan Daier had already walked out with a small plate. She had only been in for less than half a minute, and it was a little different from the usual earth-shattering cooking. Wang Zhong didn't even hear any sound from the kitchen just now. He didn't even light up the fire.
The small plate on the table was about the size of a palm and looked like a small saucer. The bottom was padded with mysterious ice, and there were four pieces of shiny things on the top.
They seemed to be some kind of meat with the texture that only the muscles of living creatures had. They were bright red and exuded a wonderful luster. There were also traces of heat emitting from the surface, as if they had just come out of a steamer. However, the problem was that these were obviously a few pieces of raw meat, and there was a cushion of mysterious ice at the bottom. Where did the heat come from? However, the meat was cut quite thinly. It could be said to be as thin as cicada wings and completely transparent. If it weren't for the fact that the red meat itself was particularly conspicuous and formed a color contrast with the small green porcelain plate, one might not even notice the existence of the meat.
Although there was something strange about the bright red transparent crystal meat, compared to Ella's cautiousness and the mystery represented by the sealed food box, it was obviously quite ordinary. At least, it did not look too scary.
Wang Zhong also heaved a sigh of relief. Although he was very confident in his body, he did not want to one day go to the toilet and have diarrhea for a month because of food tasting. "It looks very ordinary."
Ella's eyes almost popped out, and Lan Daier also looked at him with a faint smile.
As if realizing that his words were a little impolite, Wang Zhong coughed dryly. "No, I mean that it's rare to see such normal dishes. It's quite appetizing."
"Then, are you saying that my usual dishes are abnormal?" Lan Daier raised her eyebrows. This sentence was a little provocative to the dignity of a gourmet master.
"No, no, no!" The more he said, the more mistakes he made. Wang Zhong did not know whether to laugh or cry. He quickly grabbed the plate and said, "Then, I won't stand on ceremony."
Ella, who was at the side, rolled her eyes. She was usually not present when Wang Zhong and her teacher worked. Frankly speaking, although she knew that her teacher was very satisfied with this food taster, Ella still did not expect him to dare to talk to her like this. He was too casual. Who did he think he was? Moreover, this guy was actually going to grab it with his hands?
"Here's a fork!" Ella really could not stand it anymore.
"Thank you, Senior Sister Ella."
Wang Zhong took the fork. The first half of his sentence was considered normal, but the second half of his sentence that he muttered almost made Ella go crazy.
"Why do you need a fork when there's only so little? It's not even enough to fill the gaps between your teeth. You're too particular about what you eat …"
Pay attention to? What the hell am I being particular about?! Why did he say that there was only so little?! Even Ella, who had always paid attention to her image and words, could not help but swear in her heart!
As a gourmet who had to pay attention to etiquette, Ella really wanted to beat Wang Zhong to death, this guy who recklessly wasted natural resources!
Lan Daier, who was at the side, looked indifferent. This guy would not be called Wang Zhong if he did not cause some trouble. This guy seemed to be born with no idea of the immensity of heaven and earth and what respect was. Compared to those brainless people, she was more looking forward to Wang Zhong's physical reaction. She could feel that Wang Zhong's talent was actually not bad, but which one of the people who could come to the Holy City was really bad? Regardless of whether he was a mule or a horse, he had to be dragged out for a walk before the truth could speak for itself.
As expected, Wang Zhong skewered four pieces of meat with one fork. The so-called exquisiteness of the meat was worthless in his eyes, and the small amount actually made him feel a little nervous. Lan Daier knew that his body was resistant to poison, so she only gave him such a small amount of meat. She reckoned that there was something dangerous about this meat, but she did not expect that the moment the meat entered his mouth, he would feel an extremely delicious taste.
The meat did not feel like meat at all, but more like a thin layer of energy. It melted in the mouth with a hint of freshness and sweetness, directly stimulating one's central nervous system through one's taste buds. A warm feeling spread from the tip of one's tongue to the rest of one's body, making one instantly feel extremely warm and safe, as if even one's soul had ascended.
"Oh, it's so delicious. This is rare!" Wang Zhong couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. However, before he could finish reminiscing about this comfortable feeling, in the next second, that warm feeling turned into a terrifying raging inferno, burning fiercely from his lower abdomen!
Frankly speaking, ordinary flames or high temperatures could not bring Wang Zhong any pain or affect him, but this heat was completely different.
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