Gourmet of Another World

This is a newborn star of life, called the Hunt for Immortals, because the stars of life form late and are confined to the constraints of the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, and the whole star leaves the legend of the Immortals in addition to the ancient times.

That's what no more fairy gods say.

Countless posterity in the stars searched for Immortal Road, searched for Everlasting Road, but they could not find it, and died helplessly.

The descendants also renamed the Unnamed Star as the Immortal Hunt.

The path to eternal life is vast and fairy hunting is everywhere.

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The mountain road after the rain is a little muddy.

The loess soils are infiltrated by rainwater, becoming incredibly damp and sticky, sticking to the soles of the feet, making the shoes just replaced dirty.

Green leaves hang on both sides of the mountain road, bugs eat on the leaves, and rain beads gather.

Wow...

The cloak swept over the leaves, and the leaves trembled.

Crystal water beads fall from several leaves.

Little bugs are scared too. Hold the leaves tight.

Walking with a hoe, one footprint at a time, slowly ascend the mountain.

In the search for fairy stars, the mountain is in a remote area.

The ground is slippery, the moist soil always gives people a false sense of floating, as if a little carelessness would slip off the mountain.

Little white iron leather flies over, no light in the mechanical eye, quietly following behind the gait.

Stepping on one foot, the iron foot plunged deep into the ground, pulled up and the loess flew.

“Walk slowly. ”

The gait looked at a little dull little white glance with a slight curl in the corner of his mouth.

After a short walk, there was some wheezing on the foot.

Nowadays he is no different from a mortal, even if he is flesh, as if he were returning to normal.

The mountains are high, the sun is sloping west, and the gait doesn't want to delay any longer.

White hands and feet used together, quickly climbed up.

In the deep mountains, there are beasts, there are fierce birds.

Nevertheless, although the pedestrian formula was ordinary, his repression had not disappeared, and neither the beast nor the fierce fowl dared approach him.

Wow, wow...

Mountain creeks flow, and far away, water vapor is smelled on foot.

Bring White.

The water in the mountain creek is so clear, it's fresh water after the rain, it's even sweeter.

A pottery can was removed on foot, grunted full of water.

Shaking, very clean water, no soil precipitation whatsoever.

The pedestrian is happy, keep going, he's going to look for the ingredients for dinner tonight.

The trees were covered with mushrooms, some of which were toxic, and the walkers chose mushrooms that were strong and non-toxic, and threw them in the back basket behind them.

Keep climbing the mountain.

Finally, he and White came to a bamboo forest.

The columns in the bamboo forest, a soaring cloud, shouted the leaf sand.

The ground is filled with bamboo leaves, some of which rot, and it just rained, so the smell is intense.

White didn't move, he sat on the side.

The pedestrian routine, carrying a hoe, stepped into the bamboo forest.

He searched in the bamboo grove, and quickly found a springshot with his head up and down.

Excavate the sprouts from the earth.

Peel off the dirt, shoot it on foot, and throw the sprouts in the basket.

Of course, he didn't just satisfy himself and keep looking for sprouts.

Spring shoots after the rain this time of year, is the best time for shoots, the best time to cook is the most tempting.

Looked for several shoots in a row.

The pedestrian had some asthma and leaned against the bamboo, removing a kettle and filling it with water.

The sweet water poured down his throat, making him tired, seemingly comfortable.

It's getting late.

The pedestrian has not continued to look.

Take Bai and go down the hill.

Mountain food, mountain food, is also very colorful.

Humming a song, the gait took Xiaobai down the mountain.

The road up the hill is difficult, but the road down the hill is good.

The pedestrian songs hum very green and deliberately.

Perhaps it's the gait that feels weird not humming a song on this lonely road.

Back in the house.

The sky has become dim.

Hachi ran around the house and called directly.

Rubbing the little guy's head on foot, he took the ingredients and went into the room.

Little white sat quietly aside and the mechanical eyes did not blink.

Hachi ran over and seemed to communicate with Xiaobai for a while. Later, he found the iron leather a little boring and ran away with his chicken butt twisted.

Walking back out of the house, in the yard, a simple stove was erected.

The firewood that was split yesterday was set on fire, and the smoke rose slowly in the dark.

Hachi came running over, squatting beside the gait, staring at the fire.

It is not a fire, nor is it a thought that can destroy the flames of the heavens and the earth.

This is a simple, simple firewood that rises to the ground.

But in this fire, Hachi felt a palpitation, a palpitation born in his soul.

The gait doesn't bother me.

He licked the firewood, the night in the mountains, the temperature dropped sharply, and he felt a little cold.

Only when cooking can you feel the temperature brought by the fire.

Xiaobai sat in the distance and looked a little dainty in the reflection of the fire.

The pedestrian shook his head.

Toasted a little fire.

Just take out the spring shoots picked up in the mountains.

Spring sprouts are irregularly tapered, peeling off the outside sprouts, layer by layer, like stripping off the ingredients.

White asparagus leaps right in front of you.

After the pedestrian formula is washed again, the sprouts are cut into small pieces.

Hot pot, hot water, hot water, underwater ingredients, fry.

Not for a while.

Spring shoots become a dish with a perfumed flavour.

In addition to springshoots, a bowl of fungus mushroom soup was made on foot.

A slightly viscous mushroom soup with radish reveals a herbaceous color.

Open the steamer.

Hot air surges.

A bowl of rice on foot.

Take the bamboo table, the bamboo chair, and sit down.

There's a dish on the table, a bowl of soup and a piece of rice.

Simple, simple.

Hachiko screamed and ran away.

White doesn't need to eat, he's stuck in the distance.

The gait gently raised the corner of his mouth.

Leaning against the bamboo chair, the chair made a squeaky sound.

Around the house, the bugs roar, the leaves roar, the ears go on and on.

Noisy, but otherwise annoying.

This feeling of cleanliness gives way to comfort.

In the sky, because of the rain, the stars sparkled, dotted the stars blinking.

Sitting under the stars, eating a comfortable meal, this life, the way it used to be, was unimaginable.

Chopsticks fell and clamped a springshot.

The sprouts are white, entrance, bite down, crispy, and the sweet taste spreads through the mouth.

Squeeze your eyes and pick the corner of your mouth.

Though it's just a simple springshot, the flavour penetrates into the heart of the pedestrian, a dish that is different from what was cooked in the previous cooking.

Today, he may not be able to cultivate the heavens and the earth, but his mood is becoming more stable.

He even thinks it's good to have a life like this.

Sweep away the dust and experience the heavens and the earth.

Mediocre, genuine.

The comfort and detachment of bamboo wand shoes is superior to that of horses.

A flame of smoke and rain leaves you calm for life.

Perhaps this is the mindset of the moment of the gait.

A few years ago, the recipe was made by herself, together with the will of the cook god to remain in the small white body and the artifact of the cook.

It seals the birth of the soul god and suppresses the soul god for a thousand years.

This is already the ultimate formula, he's not a cook, he's just a little cook running on the road to becoming a cook god.

He sacrificed himself to cultivate, and has paid all.

But actually, a lot of people don't understand.

Why do pedestrians do this?

The spiritual gods were born, such as the top mighty ones of the floods, and they could actually live. All they had to do was leave the universe and hide in the nothingness of the universe, nothingness, nothingness, even the spiritual gods could not do anything about it.

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Many fairy gods are ready for this.

If something happens to the soul god, he escapes into nothingness.

The pedestrian formula actually works.

Even though the Spirit God hates footsteps very much, he makes such choices.

But the end result is that the walking formula chooses to seal the soul god.

Fall into dust and become a mortal.

He jumped out of the circle, but re-entered the circle.

Live and die, change of seasons.

He gave up everything and chose ordinary mortal life.

Perhaps he just wants to settle his restless heart.

The system, now dissipated with the will of Little White.

Walking is really just a mortal nowadays.

The Spiritual Sea and the entity of the Divine Consciousness were separated from the flesh and chosen to suppress the Spiritual God.

Today, he is unable to use his spiritual strength. There is no difference except that his body is stronger than mortals, and he is not invaded by a hundred diseases.

He'll be tired, he'll sweat, he'll have mortal desires.

Hachi, this little guy, he doesn't know how to walk.

Because he couldn't open the countryside, he didn't know what was going on in the countryside.

Of course, the countryside and the earth will not be destroyed.

Because the pedestrian formula, after releasing the cultivation, penetrated the paradise into the void of the universe.

In today's countryside, the heavens and the earth should be transformed into stars of life.

Even worse than ordinary stars of life.

Compared to the big world of a chaotic universe.

But I still don't understand the gait. Why did Hachi show up?

I can't figure it out, and I don't want to walk. This little guy, he shows up here, and the pedestrian won't be able to feed him anything.

Hachi can only eat ordinary rice.

Speaking of rice...

Walk back to the house, open the rice tank, the rice inside is already at the bottom.

“There's no rice left, this little thing is really big. ”

The pedestrian shook his head.

Pack up the bowls and chopsticks on the table.

Go back inside and sleep.

Today's gait, besides eating, the biggest hobby is sleeping.

The next day.

He walked out of the house wearing a cloak and a gown.

He didn't bring White.

Alone, he came to a pond in the mountains.

Sit still all morning.

In the basket, there are a few more fat fish jumping alive.

Take the basket and walk wildly down the hill.

Soon.

He came to the village down the hill.

The village, too, is remote.

When the pedestrian formula arrived, many people greeted him. For several years, the pedestrian formula became acquainted with the people of the village.

Villagers also know that there is a weirdo on the mountain.

At first, the villagers thought the pedestrian formula was immortal.

However, when the footsteps came down the mountain with a few fat fish to exchange for rice, the villagers knew that the footsteps, like them, were mortals eating five valleys.

Once and for all, it's all familiar.

“Madam Zhang, do you have any rice? I'll trade you some fresh fish? ”

Farmers with hoes in the distance on foot, the way.

The farmer looked at the fish in the pedestrian bamboo basket and swallowed the spit. She also wanted to change it. It was not easy to eat a fish in the mountains.

However...

“Bootboy, no, today the officers and soldiers entered the village, many rice in the village were assembled by the village chief to feed the officers and soldiers. ”

Madam Zhang said with some regret.

“If you want some rice, why don't you bring it to me in town sometime? ”

It's a long walk, there's no rice.

“Madam Zhang, you are busy, I will continue to ask...”

I don't care about the gait.

He can always change to rice, even if he can't, he's not in a hurry.

Be calm and calm.

Far away.

There's the scrambled vegetables ringing and the aroma floating.

The gait eyebrows picked slightly.

“There are officers and soldiers there to eat, Bootboy, if you are really hungry, go and tell the village to let the village chief give you a seat. ”

Madam Zhang.

“My boy is going to the city with the army. Do you want to go, Toddler? ”

Rural people just suck.

The gait returned a few sentences.

Walk towards the far end.

Suddenly.

The gait was stunned.

On the sky in the village.

The table was filled with wine tables, and the officials were staggering.

He carried a bamboo basket and frowned slightly.

His gaze passed through the mouth and mouth filled official errands, and he looked at the distance.

There...

A man with a head covered in mist stood there.

Although I can't see the face clearly.

But the pedestrian formula shows… the other party is smiling at him.

“Grandpa Bird? ”