Gourmet of Another World

A hundred years later, the head of the pedestrian formula began to practice.

In fact, he didn't really focus on practice, cooking, actually, his practice.

It's a process of improving oneself, in which the cultivation is only incidental, more or less through an affectionate approach to the improvement of cooking.

This is the case of the Xuan and the Xuan.

The pedestrian may wake up and find himself breaking into the Immortal King, waking up again and finding himself a saint on the Avenue.

Of course, the time spent in this process is not too short.

A hundred years, not too short for pedestrians.

It can be called a long time.

In the shadow of a hundred years, as he improved his cultivation, he gradually gained a long life, an immortal look, and more emotions.

He walked through the stars of the universe, traveling in every dead and silent star.

Looking for the origin of the stars of Dead Silence, that glimmer of hope.

Every star left him a dish.

One dish, live a star, let the stars fly with grass, water flow.

And the pedestrian formula is to take away the origin of the stars.

It's an exchange.

Dead stars are also stars, although they remain silent for hundreds of thousands, millions of years.

But… the pedestrian formula has not cut off the hope of this star, even giving them new hope.

Find the Immortal Star.

Urban Restaurant.

Sitting alone in the void, holding an iron sword in one hand, a pair of eyes staring straight into the sky.

Why the law?

It became clear after thinking alone.

Adults don't want people to know or want fluctuations to spread...

So we need him to protect us.

So loneliness is bound to do the best.

With his sword intercepted, even if the Avenue Saints attacked, it could not be broken.

Boom!

A burst of noise.

In the restaurant, a powerful aura began to erupt.

Loneliness without diminishing your gaze.

The immense consciousness spreads instantly.

The whole fairy-hunting thing, at this moment, is under his divine package.

In the search for fairy stars, now the doorpiece is Lin Li, these doorpieces are powerful repair fairy doorpiece, there are cactus sitting in the town.

These immortals come from the flood continent.

And this moment, at the moment when the lonely mind spreads out.

Many of the Cactus ancestors sitting in the towns in the Gateway were inexorably shocked and opened their eyes.

“What a terrible sword...”

“Alone? That double-swordless god came back to hunt for a fairy star! “

“This sword… I'm afraid it's a saint! ”

……

Many Ancestors of the Immortal Gate tremble with Thesar.

The strongest of them is only the Immortal King's standard. They dare not touch hard with loneliness, so naturally they choose not to touch.

Even they asked the disciples in the Immortal Gate not to step into the realm of loneliness!

Otherwise, get out of the Immortal Gate and kill without forgiveness!

After all, the doorman was so big that there were always some short-sighted disciples who would foolishly provoke some enemies.

Loneliness and double hegemony, in case a disciple led to the annihilation of the Sect, it would be very unjust.

Many cactus unleash their breath, and they unleash their good intentions with loneliness.

Of course, there are also cactuses who, with curiosity, want to explore the reasons for doing so alone.

Alone, sitting empty-handed, eyes closed.

Under him.

Around the restaurant, a simple formation haunts.

But it seems simple, it's actually very complicated.

“The formation of adults has also improved, compared to the culinary formation of the year, this method... more terrible and deeper! ”

Loneliness is amazing.

Under the cover of the law of formation, in fact, no breath has been released.

Far away.

There is immortality.

There are many immortals watching from afar.

“Fuck off.”

Loneliness is a fade.

He lifted his sword and gently bounced his fingers over the sword.

Suddenly… the sound of a sword sounds instantly.

In the distance, there seems to be a cactus hiding in the void sending a cold hum!

I couldn't help but notice that one sword had been cut out.

A sword spanned the void and instantly fell to the mighty immortal hidden in the void.

Boom!

Terrible swordsmanship!

In the void, a cactus roared and was directly cut in half by loneliness.

“Get lost, or there will be no pardon for killing.” Loneliness, eyes closed, faint.

The fairies finally retreated.

……

Restaurant.

Infinite starlight is spreading.

A tiny little room, actually, is like a starry sky being shrunk.

Pedestrian means have been used to make the space in the room bigger than in a big world.

And in this big world, it's just filled with stars.

These stars are not simple, they are the source of a star.

Stars are extremely expensive.

Because it is very difficult to collect, but once collected, it is a good material for a forging machine.

Walk in it.

He held his hand and the corner of his mouth slightly picked.

Hundred years in the dark, he collected so many stars.

He could have gone on collecting it, but he collected all the dead stars from the stars.

If we are to continue collecting, we can only collect the origin of the stars of life.

That was against his wishes, so he ended the collection.

Tired of walking.

Walked down.

He lifted up his hands, palms white, and did not stain the dust.

Soft eyes.

Buzz...

A strange wave of diffusion.

Suddenly, the star hanging from the dome began to fly at a rapid pace.

Constantly converges in the hands of the walking formula.

Quick start agglomeration.

Bigger and bigger and bigger.

The origins of countless stars converge into a giant circular star.

The star was enormous, and the gait was like dust.

Small to extreme dust.

The gait grabbed the stars, and the huge stars were so heavy.

However, the gait is very floating and the robe on the body is flying.

Raise your other hand.

A golden flame spreads quietly and instantly spreads to the entire star and begins to burn.

The stars are burning in flames, as bright as the sun.

Distribute superior power.

The gaze of the gait was faint.

Buzz...

Powerful law fluctuations spread.

Time flow around the stars has grown tens of thousands of times faster.

A golden flame, between breaths, is tantamount to burning stars for tens of thousands of years.

This feeling, very Xuan Ao.

Time flies by.

The gait controls the golden flames burning the stars.

The stars, originally huge in shape, began to burn and become smaller and smaller.

And in the search for fairy stars, time slowly passes.

One, two, three...

Loneliness sits in the void, like a swordless god.

Nobody dares to take any chances.

The pedestrian is in the restaurant, quietly controlling the golden flames burning the stars.

The stars are getting smaller and smaller.

I don't know how many trillions of years have passed.

Stars become nothing more than a house.

Countless years have passed.

The stars are only half the size of the house.

The cultivation continues.

The pedestrian doesn't know the refiner.

But…

At his current level, he can do great things if he doesn't understand.

Control the flames burning.

A long time later, he stood up on foot.

Reach out, palm white, and pat on the star.

Don't rush, slap slowly.

Just like a muddy man, not long ago, he pinched a huge figure.

Round head, fat tummy...

The appearance is somewhat familiar and the corner of the foot's mouth is slightly ripped.

The movement is not slow, and each beat makes the latter clearer.

Use the stars to concentrate to refine the body.

This body, afraid of being molded, can be compared to the Avenue Saints.

The body gradually became apparent and the atmosphere of repression floated and settled.

However, it is only a body.

Without the body of the soul, what is missing… is a kind of spiritual movement.

Find the Immortal Star.

Boom boom...

The whole star has changed dramatically at this moment.

Between moments.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the search for fairy stars, as if it were boiling water, boiling surge...

On the heavenly dome, there are seven colorful glows, the sound of the avenue is complete, the chain of law drops...

Xianglong, Shenfeng, all kinds of Xiangrui appear between heaven and earth.

This heavenly and earthly vision gives loneliness a deep breath.

Here we go…

The most important moment!

Standing alone, he dragged the Iron Sword with one hand. The Iron Sword was an ancient and wonderful saint of the floodplain universe, refined by the Catholic Lord.

Though the Catholic Church did not take him as a disciple, he was very keen on his swordplay.

And this sword was given to loneliness.

Simple, a single sword, even a little ugly, but it's a one-size-fits-all.

Far away.

The fairies are coming together!

Loneliness shines brightly.

“I said... get out! ”

Lonely with no double ice-cold.

Terrible rage, rising.

Though he is half holy, he is no less powerful than the saints of the Avenue.

“Loneliness! Don't be so overbearing! ”

“Natural treasures have been born, and those who are destined to live... don't think you are invincible! ”

“The road is broken and never dies… alone and capable of fair competition. ”

The fairies shouted.

The voice thundered and sounded constantly over the dome.

These immortals are from a flooded universe, and they all have the same power.

This vision, this sensation of spirituality, is undoubtedly the birth of celestial treasures!

How could they give up this opportunity?

It's all on Chengxian Road.

Since you are looking for nature, you will not give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

“Where are the fortunate?" ”

He shook his head with a lonely, double-mouthed corner.

“What are you... dare you call a man of fortune? ”

“Outrageous! ”

The fairies were furious, lonely and strong, but this disrespect of them also really angered them.

But loneliness and uninhibited hegemony, hallowed cultivation, make many people afraid to be rude.

Boom!

Alone holding the sword.

A sword in the void.

The spiritual tide was cut directly from the middle, and all the immortals between the heavens and the earth retreated in shock.

Boom!

Nine days later, there was a terrible intimidation.

That's a lot of hallowed comings!

These half-scents are searching for the opportunity to break through the Avenue Saints, to find the immortal treasure, will they not let go?

Perhaps, with treasures, they can be holy all the time!

Boom!

These hallowed descendants are undoubtedly called upon by these immortals.

But loneliness has nothing to fear.

He grabbed the Iron Sword, drank it, swept it out.

In the face of the hallowed heavens, no retreat!

“I said... get the hell out of here! ”

Countless half-hearted bombardments clash with lonely swordsmanship!

The heavens and the earth are crumbling, and the search for fairy stars is trembling!

These fluctuations are close to the formation method and are directly dissolved by the formation method.

And...

Cities covered by the law of formation are not damaged in any way.

In the city, mortals and practitioners alike, knelt on their knees, and the atmosphere dared not come out, and Cesar trembled.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

They don't know when it's going to happen.

A fairy fight, destroying a country is nothing.

Light aftermath is enough to kill them.

However…

This time, the rest of the waves are blocked?

Many mortals are stuck looking in the direction of the restaurant...

Restaurant.

The gait looked at the goosebumps in front of him and exhaled.

It's the same as a couple of white ones.

That familiar look, the concession was somewhat memorable.

Haven't seen it in years.

The will of the cook god disappears.

Little White himself can't hold on too long, can he hold on for 500 years, or because he absorbs a lot of the demonic energy of the soul.

As the walking formula dies, Xiaobai is also reclaimed by the cook god.

Little White was originally created by the Chef God… and when the merit is complete, it will naturally be recovered.

And the pedestrian formula, it doesn't need white anymore.

Seeing no emotional fluctuations, like the white of the dead, the gait exhaled.

Even if the body is refined, but there is no soul white, it is not white after all.

Step back.

Hands up.

Hands, rustic kitchenware emerged.

Start cooking a dish on foot…

His eyes were complicated and his eyes were filled with emotions.

Xiaobai has no soul, and Xiaobai is not in a turn.

It is almost impossible to revive Xiaobai, because Xiaobai really disappears between the heavens and the earth.

But…

In today's gait, nothing can be solved by one dish, if there is, then there are two...

The ingredients are flying and the recipe is cooking without delay.

The goosebumps puppet stood ruthlessly in the distance.

Walking around the clouds.

Open the steam cage and let the hot air surge.

There is only one bun in the steamer.

The bun, white and tender, the round head, the fat tummy.

The latter is removed by foot.

Rolling hot and flushing, the corner of the walking cubic mouth is slightly pulled.

Many memories came to mind in my eyes.

From the beginning of the Fresh Wind Empire, memories of Xiaobai emerged...

The little white eyes of the bun seemed to light up slowly.

A little bit of golden light.

Look at the white bun in your hand and pull the corner of your gait.

Later, before the giant goosebump puppet.

The latter's rounded abdomen quickly turned into a bottomless black hole.

The pedestrian formula puts the white buns in it.

Slow…

It's like sinking into the ocean.

Bamboo head white, gradually disappeared.

But... those golden eyes are getting brighter.

Step back.

All the star sources around are used, making the sky dark.

But…

In the dark...

Two bouquets of golden light burst out of nowhere.

The goosebumps puppet lifted his puffy palms and scratched his round, beeping head.

“Xiaobai... returns. ”

Breathe out on the foot, fade.