Talisman Emperor

“Babao embroidered rice, red tray dragon meal, dried fried ink scorpion, rotten stewed green chicken...”

Old Ma's cooking has indeed reached an exceptional level, cooking once again thirteen delicious dishes in less than an hour.

Chen Xi felt very happy, a happiness he had never had since childhood. Not only was his six-consciousness greatly satisfied, but the pure and intense spiritual power contained in the dish was more like Ganlin, gathered in the Dantian field. In this very short time, he gradually condensed the fourth real yuan purple cloud!

In the innate realm, every step up, Dantian will emerge a cloud condensed by real yuan, called the foundational cloud ladder, until nine clouds are condensed, to open a purple house, and become a purple house monk with the Daoji officially stepped into Xianfu.

Chen Xi has been stuck in the congenital triple state for five years, not because of his poor qualifications, but because of the long-lived lock left by his mother Left Qiuxue, during which he quietly extracted the true elements in his body until the long-lived lock was broken, revealing the jade fall inside, as if it had broken the confinement, and since then there has been no fear that the border crossing could not be refined.

Even so, however, his entry was extremely slow, supported by the lack of stones, magic potions and other objects. He had no idea that he had just eaten more than a dozen dishes. He had broken through another level like a blowout well, which naturally surprised him.

However, with happiness, he also felt a kind of torture. Every time Old Man Ma cooked a delicious dish, the seductive smell that stimulated his sense of smell made him always want to stop. By the end of the day, he had been completely devoured by the unimaginable wolf, which made him feel more and more ashamed and more like a big food that couldn't help but tempt him.

Old Ma was also frightened by Chen Xi's eating. Looking at the empty fourteen jade plates, he couldn't believe his eyes. It took him half a day to mutter: “Weird, is this thing a bottomless hole in the belly? My apprentice is so... weird, isn't he? ”

Chen Xi said, his heart became more and more ashamed, and he was mocked to make a faceless face paralyzed, and rarely revealed a hint of flashness.

He also found it strange that he had stripped 14 dishes, and instead of feeling full, he had the urge to eat a lot of food.

“You freak, you're practically a virtuoso, pure foodie with those who do the hard work!” Old Ma muttered again.

However, this phrase fell into Chen Xiear, but it reminded him of a problem, as if he had not felt full since practicing Sunday Slaughter Forge, is that why?

Chen Xi thinly felt the changes in the body, only felt the blood skin seemed to be infinitely full of vitality, even the bones seemed to be light two taels, filled with a rich and thick strength.

At this moment, he fully understands that these spiritual dishes can be useful for the refiner and can provide excellent nourishment for the body and body!

Seeing that Chen Xi's nervous head did not speak, Old Ma seemed to have found that he had stopped mumbling a few words that made Chen Xi shy, and asked straight away: “How many of these 14 cooking methods do you remember? ”

Speaking of business, Chen Xizhuang finally recovered as usual. "Almost all of them have been remembered. ”

“Really?“ Old Ma's eyes opened suddenly.

Chen Xiao thought about it and nodded seriously.

Old Ma said to himself, pointing to the kitchen table, "You go ahead and cook the dry fried ink scorpion.“ Yes! “Chen Xiao answered painfully, and the action was just as smooth. He came to the kitchen table and pressed the memory in his head to start working one step at a time.

Dissecting the ink scorpion, formulating the ingredients, manipulating the spiritual fire... Old Ma looked at Chen Ti's orderly method of operation, the original slightly suspicious gaze, gradually became stunned and surprised, until he saw that Chen Ti adsorbed the palm with a true element, and the iron spoon iron pot was precisely and evenly manipulated by force, his eyes became completely shocked.

The steps are exactly the same!

Old Ma couldn't help but insinuate that when I learned cooking at the beginning of the year, I failed dozens of times to reach this guy's current level. Did I really receive an enlightening genius apprentice in the kitchen?

When he thought about it, he was excited. Perhaps, what I had not achieved, could be achieved on this guy... After a fragrance, a plate of crisp, fresh, dry fried ink scorpion came out of the pot.

Old Ma's fire rushed forward, picked up a ripe ink scorpion and stuffed it in his mouth, chewed slowly for a moment, his face became tranced again, this taste and spiritual purity... is the same as what he cooked!

Chen Xiao couldn't help but be a little sluggish. When he was cooking just now, several times he almost couldn't control the rhythm of the spiritual fire roast. Fortunately, his heart was steady and steady, and he didn't panic. This was the only way to get through the difficulty without risk, and he persisted to the end.

“I intend to change the way I teach cooking.” After half a bang, Old Ma seemed to have thought through it and said slowly: “Pure imitation may have been hard on you, so start cooking your own dishes. ”

Chen Xiaoran: “What should I do? ”

“Easily, cook your own dish with the most basic 13,008 ingredients, based on their five rows of yin and yang properties. ”

"You're a true Ye Ling chef, as long as you're perfectly fragrant and at the same time optimize the spirituality of the dish! ”

Chen Xiao felt slightly inappropriate, but he had just become a spiritual cooking apprentice. He only remembered the books "Map of Vientiane Ingredients" and "Spiritual Fire Collection". As for cooking, he also remembered only the handsome steps of fourteen dishes, without foundation.

In this case, how could Old Ma make such a request?

Chen Xi was confused.

“Every spiritual chef's cooking skills are just as varied as the Brothers' understanding and understanding of Heaven's Way.” Old Ma faintly said: “Your talent in the kitchen is amazing. Instead of following my path, you should explore your own path - that of the kitchen! ”

At this point, the raging light of the fanatical vision reappeared in Old Ma's eyes, turning around and staring closely at Chen Xi's eyes, he said: “However, I will test you every other time, but if you don't close it, you will not get the salaries of Qingxi Wine Tower! ”

Chen Xiaoyi suddenly felt abandoned and accompanied by bloody exploitation.

Inside the little black house.

Doesn't the dry fried ink scorpion you cook suck? Is Old Ma avenging himself?

Chen Xiao looked at the surrounding mountains of ingredients, at the brand new and bright kitchen table and kitchen utensils, his eyes were lost and his thoughts were thoughtful.

He is the only one here who, according to Old Ma, will not come out of the small black house unless he is able to cook his own dishes to the standard of Chef Yip Ling.

This old guy has a weird temper and is acting so weird, he's such a sick bastard!

Chen Xiao remembered what Old Ma said. Even with his patience, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. He only wanted to earn some Yuanshi brothers' tuition fees. He never thought of going down the cooking road!

After being annoyed, Chen Xiao quickly calmed down and looked at everything around him. He knew that there was no use complaining anymore. Let's think about how we can use these ingredients to cook out a dish that satisfies Old Ma and get out of this damn little black house.

He walked up to the pile of ingredients, a kind of careful observation.

“To be a Ye Ling chef, you have to cook a dish suitable for the day after tomorrow's monks. These ingredients vary in variety and flavour. It is especially important to distinguish their Yin and Yang five-line attributes and make sure they are born together, but must not make them look like each other...”

Seriously, Chen Ti, undoubtedly has a remarkable explosive power, his mind spinning wildly, combined with the knowledge learned from the "Vientiane Materials Atlas", began to sort out that mountain of ingredients.

After incense.

All the ingredients were organized by him into two large piles, representing the two properties of yin and yang, each of which was divided into five small pieces, representing five rows of gold, wood, water and soil, and each of the same ingredients was divided into smaller areas by him based on taste, growth environment, main materials, auxiliary materials, etc.

The process took him almost a day, and to make sure it was correct, he even tried to taste the blood of those bloody monstrous birds, as well as the seemingly disgusting serous ingredients, whose tongues were almost numb by all kinds of strangely irritating smells, and even threw up on several occasions.

However, when Chen Xi was relieved to see the ingredients presented in an orderly manner, and could not help but wipe off the sweat from his forehead, he began to deduce ways to create new dishes.

After a long time, Chen Xi stood up and picked more than a dozen ingredients and came straight to the kitchen table.

Wow!

Once the ingredients and ingredients had been processed step by step, Chen Xi did not hesitate to begin cooking, but only half an hour later, a scorching smell dissipated from the bottom of the pan.

He was already ready to fail, and it was no surprise to see that he put the dish in a jade plate and ate it in his stomach.

“The spicy taste is too heavy, the spiritual power of blue flowers and aromatic fish is unbalanced, and it seems that it should be burned slowly...”

The taste was strange, but Chen Xi seemed to feel nothing. She chewed her mouth silly and devoted herself to analyzing the reasons for the failure.

Eat dry and wipe, and Chen Xi restarts cooking.

Five lines uneven, failed!

Ingredient error, failed!

Ingredients mishandled, failed!

Cooking method is too heavy, real yuan is dispersed, failed!

After more than a dozen successive failures, Chen Xi had no feeling at all. He swallowed every single failure, calmly analyzed the cause of every failure, and then began again. The face of the steady mune had no expression on it, resembling a machine that was tired without knowing, and repeated the same action in a dry manner.

Instead of consuming the sky, Chen Ti suddenly failed to notice that his spiritual power was growing at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, like a stream under heavy rains.