Gourmet of Another World

The pedestrian question is sharp and directly asks the reason for the rejuvenation.

Neither did the rest of the song think that pedestrians would ask this question.

What's with the resuscitation?

What else could it be? Isn't that the revival of spirituality, the global awakening?

Yu Song leaned against the chair, glanced at the formula, and found that the latter's faceless face seemed to have a brazen surge, which made Yu Song's heart pound.

What did this strange young man discover?

“Psychic resuscitation... cough... is the resuscitation of spiritual energy, I don't know where it comes from, mutating life on Earth...”

Yu said with a smile.

This interpretation is also quite general.

He looked at him with a faint gaze, and his scalp was all slightly numb.

Little skinned straight-line eyes slipped away, and the crust on her body was like a sharp blade, with a chill that creeped Yu Song out.

The little fox was grinning at Yu Song, but the nine-tailed fox was already cute, and she grinned her teeth more and more adorably.

“There is no need to turn around... the resurrection of the Earth's spirituality is not natural, but artificial... This can be seen as long as it is not blind, and you do not have to hide anything. ”

The gait was faint.

His words, let the rest of the song be like a fallen ice cave.

Goddamn it, how dare they see us?!

How could this guy possibly tell?

Psychic resuscitation is a cactus thing, ordinary people can't see a clue, how this young man can tell the secret.

“Psychic resuscitation is spiritual resuscitation… Where is it as complicated as you think it is, it is a carnival of global life…”

Yu said with a smile.

He wants to calm himself down.

But…

Boom!

Suddenly.

The eyes of the rest of the song shrank.

Because he found his body lifted.

The young man was still a god sitting in a chair and his eyes looked at him with no emotion.

And around his neck, he tied a circle of fur, a fox's tail, tied his neck... and lifted him hard from position.

The little fox lay on the table and one of the nine tails grew longer, bigger and tied his neck.

The original harmless nine-tailed fox turned into an extinct beast in an instant.

“Speak… you have three seconds. ”

Walking fade.

It's so easy to find a Qi practitioner, the pedestrian has to ask some useful things, practice the spirituality in the Qi practitioner, just like those in the spiritual rain.

There is no doubt that it is these so-called Qi practitioners who have led to the revival of spirituality.

Yu Song struggled, patted the tail of the little fox, fell back, fell on the chair, and breathed a long breath.

Inside, there was an inexorable surge of sorrow.

The genius practitioner of Penglai's Immortal Island was tortured like a young man in the mortal world.

Sadness, it's a great sadness.

“I say… by reason of your strength, you should not be unaware of this mystery. ”

Yu Song cleared his throat and continued.

He looked at the faceless gait.

“Psychic revival, in fact, is the practitioner of the Earth… Overall, it is a carnival organized by the Chinese Gymnastics and Western Divine Choice! ”

Yu said.

He saw that the gait was still motionless and his face grew strange.

According to the strength of the gait, it is not weak on earth. It is impossible not to even know this secret sin.

This big thing, it's a big thing of a global nature, let it go if no one knows.

How could a pedestrian like Foxtrot not know?

Is this a bulk recipe? Locked away somewhere without knowing how old seniors are?

Is that possible?

With a nine-tailed fox and a quirky golden skinny shrimp as an animal pet, it must be a closed senior.

It could even be an ancient predecessor of Earth...

When I think about it, Yu Song's face becomes sombre.

“Carnival? ”

The corners of the cubic mouth are flat and not allowed.

Remind the rest of the song to continue.

“Cough… This carnival was not organized for no purpose, but for a true rehearsal rehearsal! ”

Yu Song said that his eyes were slightly gazed and seemed to get a little fanatical.

“Real spiritual recovery? ”

The gait frowned.

“Exactly… now the spiritual resuscitation is an illusion, it is the compression of the spiritual gas in the atmosphere by our deep practitioners, the spiritual resuscitation caused by the rainfall, it is a false, true spiritual resuscitation, it erupts from within the planet, it will be bigger than this, and the resulting effects will be more intense! ”

Yu Song said.

As he spoke, he showed the pedestrian formula.

“Do you know why? Because our practitioners' cactus predecessors discovered... the Earth's spiritual energy was actually drawn away, dust sealed in the four major locations of the Earth... and now our practitioners have discovered those locations, just go deeper into the mystery and open the array or barrier of sealed spiritual energy... the Earth will return to spiritual energy! ”

Yu Song said enthusiastically, the more excited...

Instead, the pedestrian gaze shrunk and listened to the words of the rest of the song. The first thought of the pedestrian pedestrian was the place where the organic spirit slept.

Around the land of sealed spirituality... Yu Song describes the place, too similar to the place of sleep of the four great organ spirits...

“Where are all those places? ”

Walking frown, ask.

“Eh...” The rest of the song, originally talked about in silence, suddenly became stiff and a little shame appeared on his face.

“Everywhere... I don't know, I really don't know... I'm just a little practitioner, how can I know this kind of secret sin. ”

Yu Song is embarrassed.

“Qi practitioners are also graded... practice to the high realm, but can be cactus, cactus you should know... those cactus in the myth, don't think they are fake, they all exist! ”

“Just like my ancestors in Immortal Island of Penglai... is a true immortal, flying all over the world... you can crush a little thumb in front of my ancestors. ”

Yu said.

The gait glimpses the rest of the song.

Who gave you the courage to say that?

“Immortals...”

“O Immortal... all I dream of is to be present. It is too difficult to be a Immortal, especially in the age of exhaustion of the Earth's spiritual energy. If it was in the ancient period, it would be easier for Cheng Immortal...”

“The Immortal is a generic name, in fact divided into, earth fairy, human fairy, heavenly fairy... there is also the Great Golden Immortal, the Immortal King above the heavenly fairy...”

Yu Song's face revealed the color he wanted.

Mm-hmm.

The words of the rest of the song gave way to a slight standstill.

So many grades of cactus?

How can you feel nothing on Earth?

The so-called immortal, it's impossible not to move a bit, and... who exactly is the one who suppressed his god?

“Immortals certainly do not stay on Earth, although they originate from Earth, unfortunately… Earth's spiritual exhaustion is not suitable for immortal practice, they are all living in the mystery of Earth, which, according to my Immortal ancestors, should be other planets in the universe. ”

“There are few remaining immortals on Earth today. ”

Yu said.

After saying this, he stopped saying it. His face was a little dark and he accidentally said too much...

Perhaps he was tempered by his predecessor's temperament.

The pedestrian pondered for a moment.

Suddenly I stood up, and I didn't have to think too much about anything else. As for the Great Golden Immortal, the Immortal King, etc.

I can't even think about walking.

All he wants now is to recover the sleeping spirit.

Yu suddenly felt a heavy shoulder and found that one of the walking hands did not know when to press on his shoulder.

“Senpai... what are you doing? ”

The corner of Yu's mouth is smoked.

Is he done? Is he going to kill someone?

“Four Spiritual Seals, don't you really know? ”

Watching Yu Song on foot, the next moment, the mind surged suddenly, a powerful oppressive force suddenly fell.

The rest of the song is black...

Indeed, this black-hearted predecessor really wants to kill people...

“No, no, no... I know a little clue! ”

Yu Song's face was dark and he asked quickly.

It was almost a substance of killing, making his soul fall into the ice, and he didn't dare lie about anything.

“Say it.”

The dialect is simple.

“Cough... do you know the recent boiling World Gastronomy Competition?” Yu Song thought about it.

“The Gastronomy? ”

What does this have to do with a chef's game?

“I tell you… this competition is actually dominated by practitioners, and the forces behind it involve Chinese spiritualists, Western gods, and some of the faithful of small nations. ”

“Think about it. Why is there so much practice involved in a chef's game? Because the first spiritual sealing point is related to the chef...”

Yu thought about it.

Something to do with the cook?

The gait squinted his eyes and slightly raised the corner of his mouth... see if he guessed correctly.

The place where the spirits sleep... it is the spiritual seal!

“Gastronomy competition... When you get the first three, you will be chosen by the practitioners and taken to the spiritual seal point, then you will know where the spiritual seal point is...”

Yu said with his mouth shut, he was intoxicated by his wit.

“Very well, arrange a chef's match for me. ”

The pedestrian path.

Cooking contest?

The corner of the cubic mouth tears slightly, his cooking skills, crushing everything...

No suspense whatsoever.

Yu Gordon had a headache.

Where are the seniors... this is the ancestors.

If you want to participate in the competition, sign up. He is a Qi practitioner, not a chef...

But look around.

The nine tails of the little fox were swinging, and the golden-skinned shrimp's eyes stared at him.

The corner of Yu's mouth smoked.

“Seniors... the chef competition has begun, but you want to sign up... there is also a way to find someone from the National Directorate of Genius...”

The gait squinted, the National Directorate of Genius...

……

Jiangdong, suburbs.

Inside the secret base.

Director Luo fell on the chair somewhat tired, and his brain is a little confused now.

Nine-tailed fox has been taken away, the young man's strength should be gas practitioner... and he is not an ordinary gas practitioner, able to block bullets... is he a local gas practitioner?

Qi practitioners are divided into Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, and the local Qi practitioners are equivalent to S-level intellectuals.

As for heaven… it is more than the presence of the Land Fairy.

Is that level of gas practitioner walking all over the planet?

Is this good or bad?

Director Luo is very tired.

In front of him is a computer.

Each computer is flashing with text and some photo information.

Little Eddie walked in with his glasses on and his eyes red.

“Director Luo… found it! That guy's information! ”

Em said that when she mentioned that guy, she almost bit her teeth and dared to knock me out!

Commissioner Luo stood up and looked at the computer.

Didi...

Photos, text, appearances.

Photos are pictures of walking squares, and text is the level of walking squares.

“A chef apprentice?! ”

Inspector Luo punched the corner of his mouth. Is this message... serious?

How could that be a chef apprentice?

“Em… are you sure the information is correct? ”

Commissioner Luo looked at the information and asked.

Suddenly.

He found out that Em behind him didn't answer him, which made him a little confused.

Suddenly.

A long, white hand rested on his shoulder.

Looking at this long white palm, Director Lo's eyeballs suddenly shrunk.

He turned his head and saw the faceless face of the gait.

As for Em, she was held back by a young man in a Han suit with a smile on his face, and Em's movements seemed to be stiff.

“You… what are you going to do! This is the National Genius Agency! Don't mess around!” Director Luo asked quickly.

A quick glimpse of the information about him on the computer screen was correct, unfortunately, before him.

“Don't be afraid, I'm here to see you, I just want you to do one thing...”

The pedestrian pulled a leather chair and sat down, looking faintly at Commissioner Luo.

“World Gastronomy Competition... You know what? ”

Walk toward Commissioner Lo.

“I need a place to compete... you should be able to do that, right? ”

Director Luo stayed.

What's that supposed to mean?

He glanced at the chef named in the message, and again at the pedestrian formula that made him help get the chef to enter the competition...

This bullshit practitioner... is he really a fucking cook?!