Miro Blue Scroll

"This brilliance is very likely to be related to the Holy See. With the current cultivation of the Holy See, even if he is not scheming, I am afraid I will be affected..." Mi Luo secretly muttered in his heart, for this high-level person who is likely to explode Dangerous, and not good at what he came up with, his first reaction was to ask his seniors for help.

It just so happened that the principles of Taoism and principles of the heaven and earth where the incarnation of Taiyi was located in his hand had been collected, and after re-copying a copy, Mi Luo got up and went to Wenxuan Zhenjun.

For Miro's arrival, Zhenjun Wenxuan had expected it a long time ago. Regarding the holy light in his body, Zhenjun couldn't find a suitable solution for a while, but he also vaccinated Miro: "At the beginning you After merging the authority of truth, I went to ask the emperor, as long as you don't leave the land of Hanxia and continue to practice the power of the Hanxia system, the power of the emperor will protect you and there will be no problems."

After finishing speaking, Zhenjun Wenxuan said again: "If you are really worried, why don't you help me arrange the venue for the emperor's birthday banquet. From the beginning of the arrangement to the beginning of the banquet, there are all overwhelmed by the power of me, Du'er, Shenwu and Fumo. , and the protection naturally derived from the operation of Taoism and law, staying there, even if the Holy See does it himself, it can't be silent."

"It is my honor to be able to contribute to the emperor's birthday banquet."

Naturally, Mi Luo would not refuse Zhenjun's kindness.

"Which aspect are you going to start with? The venue, the dishes, or the sacrificial words? These three aspects are quite suitable for you. The venue involves the use of the way of universal light, the dishes are the way of cooking sacrifices, and the sacrificial words are sacrificial words." and the way of words.”

"I have some experience in cooking, just the dishes."

"That's right, the eclipse fairy was still telling me a few days ago, hoping to pull you into the customization of dishes, but cooking a dish is not your way, and your cultivation is improving very fast, so there is no To bother you. It is best if you are willing to intervene now."

Having made a preliminary decision, under the guidance of Zhenjun Wenxuan, Mi Luo went to meet the food fairy in the golden cooking and jade feasting sky.

This Fang Dongtian has a new change compared to what Mi Luo saw in Han Xia.

Looking around, in addition to the onion gray duck, cotton candy sheep, strange-flavored cow and mellow roast suckling pig, etc., a variety of food elves have been added.

Of course, these elves have changed from what Miro saw in Miao Youtian back then, and most of them have a human form.

Just as Mi Luo walked into it, a palm-sized elf flew out. He looked seven or eight years old, with obvious baby fat on his face. He had a gold-rimmed red cloak, and held a gilt silver-patterned white jade spoon about the size of him in both hands.

The elf looked at Mi Luo with some fear, hid behind the big spoon in front of him, and said timidly: "You... hello... I'm here to pick you up. Is this the real Mi Luo?"

Looking at the little guy in front of him, Mi Luo inexplicably thought of the quail egg-sized, white glutinous rice ball elf with a soup spoon in his hand that was summoned by the food fairy. He asked casually, "Tangyuan?"

"exist!"

The little elf responded cleverly, and then blushed and said, "I'm Tangyuan. I haven't seen Daoist Mi Luo for a long time."

"It really is you, little guy!"

Mi Luo stretched out a finger and gently kneaded Xiao Tang Yuan's cheek, just like before, a little divine power gathered between Mi Luo, with the strength of kneading, it melted into Tang Yuan's cheek, looking at his big round eyes Gradually filled with water vapor, Mi Luo couldn't continue teasing it, so he put it in his hand.

When Mi Luo withdrew his fingers, Tangyuan's chubby face seemed to rub against Mi Luo's fingertips reluctantly. Although he quickly realized that, blushing, he hid behind the soup spoon, but seeing Seeing everything, Mi Luo couldn't stop the smile in his eyes, and he said softly, "You guide the direction."

Tangyuan was a little embarrassed, but she was still very responsible for her work, she waved her spoon and pointed in one direction: "This way."

Mi Luo, who was carrying the cloud light, followed the guidance of the glutinous rice balls and flew towards the depths of the cave. The closer to the interior, the heavier the smell of red dust and fireworks. At the same time, the ingredients that appeared here became all kinds of strange things. Except for the things that Mi Luo could understand, There are also many ingredients that ordinary people can't imagine.

Mi Luo looked at the huge god corpse placed in an open space. The image of the god corpse was similar to the alienated monster of the heavenly beam of light in the Sifang Guard at the last moment of the incarnation of Taiyi, like the wings of countless birds. Feel free to throw it together.

When Mi Luo's eyes fell on the god's corpse, it seemed to be aware of the fall of its eyes. Thousands of wings fluttered wildly at the same time, and tiny clouds and whirlwinds emerged from the feathers.

At the same time, with the appearance of the cloud whirlwind, the tiny vitality in the tens of thousands of wings also began to increase, and the strength was gradually restored.

"Whirlwinds, clouds, and a little bit of power in the sky, plus this shape and huge vitality, is it a god, or a fallen evil god?"

Facing Mi Luo's question, Tangyuan said softly: "I don't know about this either. I heard from the immortals and the others that this thing is the product of the wrong fusion of the remaining powers of the gods inside after the collapse of a certain world. According to the way of birth, it should be ancient. God, but the wrong birth, and the situation of being disgusted by the order, should be the abomination. It is put here because the number of authority of our Xia Tiankong attribute is relatively small, and Xianweng hopes to handle it well, extract the power of internal authority, and transform as food that can be absorbed and digested.”

"Those over there too? By the way, where did the food fairy find so many strange-shaped ingredients? Although they have been processed, if I read correctly, many of them are the products of the alienation of chaotic demonic energy. It's not easy."

Mi Luo looked at the many corpses behind the Winged Abomination, and saw that some of them had millions of tentacles and slimy bodies, which should have been born in the ocean; some had three tails, six heads and eleven legs, similar to Cows, tigers, dogs, chickens, monkeys and other animals are spliced ​​together, and they should have been born on land; some are almost a pool of mud, and they should have been born in the depths of the earth...

The glutinous rice balls thought for a while, and said: "Most of these were sent by Zhenjun Fumo. At the beginning, because the cooking was at a bottleneck, the fairy asked Zhenjun Fumo to provide some high-quality ingredients, hoping to improve the dishes of the emperor. Then Every few days, True Monarch Fu Mo will send some corpses of fallen gods that have been simply processed, or something like the one in front that I don't know how to divide."

"True Lord Fumo?"

Mi Luo nodded, and no longer wondered where the "ingredients" came from. As one of the two Zhenjun guarding Hanxia's periphery, Shenwu Zhenjun was more inclined to fight in groups or legions, while Fumo Zhenjun This is to deal with the existence of some powerful monomers, with flexible mobility, and not easy to encircle and suppress.

Only this person can ensure the integrity of the ingredients.

Mi Luo continued to move forward, and after passing through all kinds of ingredients, he saw hundreds of cooking gods busy under a huge stove.

These kitchen gods are not very powerful. According to Han Xia's position, most of them are only at the sixth or seventh rank.

Looking carefully at their costumes, most of them are the disciples of Baiweilou in the past, and the rest are masters with superb cooking skills from all over the world who were enshrined after death. They are the disciples of Baiweilou who broke through the Tianyi realm by themselves and ascended to the sky. They are also standing closest to the stove.

But no matter where they are or what their level of cultivation is, at this moment they are like kitchen workers in the world, doing the most basic food processing work, dismembering those materials that ordinary people can't handle at all, and using their own authority to carry out secondary processing.

Most of the ingredients processed in this way can be said to have fallen from order to chaos, and then returned to order from chaos. The power may have decreased, but the mystery has been greatly improved.

Looking at these processing methods and cooking methods, Mi Luo understood a major weakness of his Zen Shan Mansion, he was not good at handling these strange and rare ingredients.

He carefully observed everyone's methods, hoping to learn some exquisite techniques from them, and strengthen his cooking ability in Miaoyoutian's Zoushanfu.

But this kind of observation didn't last too long, and was interrupted by Food Immortal, who stood in front of a huge stove and shouted to Mi Luo: "Mi Luo, here."

Mi Luo stepped forward and immediately felt a fiery breath. He looked down, where was the burning inside the stove and where was the wood, it was clearly a lot of discarded ingredients after processing.

Those mixed forces with a strong atmosphere of chaos, or a complete mixture of authority, turned into new forces under the special flame, allowing the foundation of a new order to be bred from the old chaos.

These methods are somewhat similar to the power of [Renzu Suiren's] passed down from generation to generation and the power of change and innovation in the three clean qi recorded in the Miluo Baojuan.

At this time, a brand new dish was being cooked in the cauldron on the stove.

The prototype of this dish should be braised pork, but in terms of specific operation, Shi Xianweng has innovated.

Mi Luo glanced at the pork belly soaked in the green wine, and felt carefully that the source of the meat should be related to the strangely shaped corpses below. Under the influence of the wine, it seeps out and turns into a little bit of dark red oil, suspended on the surface of the wine.

A young man not only brushed off the oozing grease, but put it aside and sealed it. Every time he brushed and sealed it, it was a purification of the pork belly, and it also strengthened the connection between the pork belly and the wine, making the wine The flavor seeps into the meat.

And on the side of the pork belly, there are hundreds of different fats and sugars, each of which comes from a different source. There are vegetable oils, animal oils, and some Miro can't tell the origin.As for white sugar, it should be basically the same, but the birthplace is different, the production method is different, and the inside of the crystallization seals different emotions.

The two fell into the pot, mixed at high temperature, and with the huge spoon gently stirring, a huge vortex was formed in the pot, and the color gradually changed from translucent to burnt yellow, and then to brown. Finally, under the high temperature of the flame, bubbles began to pop up.

These bubbles are not pure bubbles, Mi Luo can see that the food fairy has injected a lot of thoughts into them, so when those bubbles disappear, all the syrup returns to its original translucent state, and the food fairy repeats the previous Action, put various oils and sugar into it, boil it repeatedly, so that the syrup becomes extremely viscous and shiny.

At this time, the pork belly also absorbed all the green wine and became very transparent, with a jade-like feel.

Shi Xianweng picked it up and put it into the pot, and at the same time, there were many seasonings left behind.

In an instant, the flame burned, and the seasoning evaporated in the flame, leaving only a little fragrance, and the color of sugar penetrated into the meat, making the dish that should have been boiled for a while come out of the pot in an instant.

"Come and try."

With the formation of this dish, the young man standing next to the food fairy showed a little gleam, and his strength reached a certain level.

"Eating elves? No, the breath is a bit different. Its concept is broader than a certain type of food, and it fits a certain type of food..."

Mi Luo was a little surprised, he thought this young man was a disciple of the Immortal Foodr before, but he couldn't believe that he was a food elf like the glutinous rice ball elf. He carefully looked at the young man's state and found that his concept was much bigger than the glutinous rice balls.

The food fairy looked at Mi Luo, and praised: "As expected of you, you can see the essence of meat dishes at a glance. How about it, based on your suggestion last time, the concept I improved on the original basis is not a little surprising. Your expectations."

"I thought you would differentiate according to the cultural characteristics of different places, but I didn't expect you to divide them directly according to the main ingredients of the dishes. No wonder you asked him to help you deal with the... pork belly."

When it came to pork belly, Mi Luo obviously paused, then looked at the plate handed in front of him, and refused: "Before that, can you tell me where this meat comes from?"

"Why, do you still care about these things?"

Shixian Weng was a little surprised. In his eyes, Mi Luo was a very outstanding junior. Both his personality and mentality were much better than his peers. Logically, he should have seen through the problem of foreign appearance.

When Mi Luo heard this, he immediately understood what the food fairy was thinking. He picked up a piece of pork belly wrapped in syrup with his chopsticks, and before putting it in his mouth, he explained: "The main reason is that I find that I am not very good at handling these strange-shaped ingredients. I want to try it myself."

After finishing speaking, Mi Luo sent that extremely fat piece of pork belly into his mouth, and instantly the strong fragrance erupted along his tongue and in his mouth, followed by a bright red glow gushing out from his mouth.

At the same time, the incomparably dry and hot atmosphere diffused towards the surroundings with the rays of the sun, and the billowing heat wave gave Mi Luo the illusion of being in a furnace, and some sweat stains appeared on the surface of his body, which had not been invaded by the cold and heat for a long time.

Mi Luo's eyes widened slightly, and he whispered: "The smell of flames."

The food fairy's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "You really did eat it."