Hell.
Acheron City.
In the early morning of the next day, the air was moist and fresh after the rain.
The sunlight shone on the sparkling and translucent leaves on the leaves, and they emitted a myriad of resplendent rays of light.
It looked quite dazzling and eye-catching.
Acheron's Little Restaurant.
There was a long line at the entrance. These people were from aristocratic families. They had moved from their respective cities to this place so that they could line up and buy the Fortune Flatbreads in the restaurant as soon as possible.
Of course, they had come for the Fortune Flatbreads at first, but after a while, they were attracted by the delicacies in the restaurant.
Therefore, they queued up for the sake of being able to eat delicious dishes.
The economy of Acheron City had soared because of a small restaurant.
As if they had a tacit understanding, the bustling stalls at night wouldn't open their stalls during the day because they knew that the daytime belonged to that restaurant.
But today …
The line was a little noisy.
Usually, the restaurant would be open at this time.
The restaurant had rested for a whole day yesterday, but today … it still hadn't opened. This made many people feel a little strange.
The sounds of discussion resounded endlessly.
Some guessed that Owner Bu had slept late.
Some guessed that Owner Bu had gone on a long trip.
But no matter how they guessed, the restaurant still didn't open.
Some people couldn't wait any longer. They turned and left the line that had been waiting for a long time.
However, not long after they left …
The restaurant's doors were opened.
Everyone's spirits rose and they looked over.
A graceful figure was standing in front of the door.
You's black hair hung down, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
"There's no need to wait. We're closed today."
You said.
A series of sighs resounded.
The diners in the line all felt a little regretful and unwilling.
They thought it was Owner Bu who had opened the door, but they didn't expect to hear such a message after waiting for so long.
Nethery was cold, and her words were concise and comprehensive.
After saying what needed to be said, she closed the restaurant's doors.
She also furrowed her brows, feeling a little puzzled.
Where did Bu Fang go?
…
The Black Temple.
A majestic palace sat in the middle of the mountains.
The Black Palace was extremely dilapidated, as if it had been silent for tens of thousands of years.
In fact, the Black Temple had only been dilapidated for less than half a month.
The reason why it was so dilapidated was largely due to the influence of the Laws.
The power of laws was somewhat similar to a Time Array. However, it was much more profound than a Time Array.
Because the experts of the Black Temple had indeed lived here before this.
But because the Lord of the Forbidden Lands had fallen …
All the living beings in the Black Hall had been killed, and the Black Hall seemed to have been ruined for tens of thousands of years. It was as if those living beings had never lived in the Black Hall.
This was the profundity of the power of the Laws.
It was as if those people had already fallen ten thousand years ago.
Dust covered the ground.
Bu Fang walked slowly with his hands clasped behind his back.
Every time he stepped on the ground, dust would rise.
The silent Black Temple was like a sleeping beast that had retracted its claws and fangs.
Bu Fang wandered around the Black Temple for a while.
He had a clear understanding of every corner of the Black Temple.
The Black Temple was huge. Ten thousand years ago, it was an unparalleled force. Although it had been destroyed, many things had been left behind.
In some secret chambers, Bu Fang found some books on cultivation techniques.
Of course, there were also some books that recorded the history of ten thousand years ago.
Unfortunately, the history recorded in those books had disappeared after the destruction of the Black Temple.
Even the information recorded by later generations had been erased by the power of the Laws.
So, in fact, there was nothing to gain.
But there was a pleasant surprise.
Bu Fang had found a kitchen in the Black Temple.
The kitchen of the Black Temple was very large.
There was a whole row of stoves in it.
This kind of stove was relatively primitive.
It was manually ventilated. In the wine cellar of the kitchen, Bu Fang found some good wine.
He took out a jar of wine.
He slapped the lid off.
A strong aroma of wine immediately wafted out.
The wine was not good, but because of the accumulation of time, its quality had been greatly improved.
The wine should have been finished a long time ago.
However, because of the Power of the Laws, everything had returned to the second before the Black Temple became a forbidden land ten thousand years ago.
Gulp.
Bu Fang poured a glass of wine.
The wine was transparent, and it tasted rather sweet.
As soon as he took a sip, it was extremely spicy, but with a strong aroma of wine, which made him feel comfortable all over.
Compared with the top-grade Acheron Helplessness, this wine was nothing.
But in fact, it was a good wine.
It was mainly because of the accumulation of time.
Some wines were mellower and more delicious the longer they existed.
He took all the wine away.
Before long, Bu Fang came to the great hall.
In the great hall …
Great Sage Acheron was curled up on a recliner, holding his jade jar and playing with it happily.
When he saw Bu Fang, his eyes widened.
"Where did you find so much wine?"
Great Sage Acheron sucked in a breath of cold air.
Looking at Bu Fang, who seemed to have moved an entire wine cellar over, he was instantly amazed.
In fact, Bu Fang had indeed emptied an entire wine cellar.
"Want a jar?"
Bu Fang glanced at Great Sage Acheron and threw him a jar of wine.
Great Sage Acheron took the wine and snorted, not caring at all. "How can this ordinary wine compare to my Little Green?"
Bu Fang did not bother to pay attention to him.
He took out the White Tiger Heaven Stove.
With wine, he naturally needed dishes to go with it. Bu Fang had some experience in making dishes that went with wine.
Swish.
He lit the stove and poured water into the pot.
He let the water in the pot boil slowly.
On the other side, Bu Fang began to prepare the ingredients.
He had exchanged for some chicken feet from the system. These chicken feet were not big, around medium size. If they were too big, it would be difficult to absorb the flavor. If they were too small, it would be boring to chew.
This kind of medium chicken feet was just right.
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife spun in his hand, and a dazzling golden light seemed to shoot out, dazzling and eye-catching.
Clatter, clatter, clatter …
Bu Fang's knife speed was extremely fast, reaching a level of familiarity.
It should be the so-called practice makes perfect.
The knife light flashed, and each of the sharp claws was cut off.
Then, he poured them into a wooden basin and began to wash them.
This cleaning process was also very skillful.
He poured spirit vinegar into the water, and a sour smell filled the air. Great Sage Acheron couldn't help but twitch his nose.
Then, Bu Fang began to rub and wash these chicken feet …
These chicken feet were the claws of a high-grade spirit beast.
After being soaked in spirit vinegar and washed, as well as being rubbed by Bu Fang, some of the impurities on them would be eliminated, and they would have the effect of removing the bones.
After blanching, they were all drained and placed flat, waiting to be braised.
After that, what Bu Fang needed to do next was to make the braised soup.
The braised soup was the essence of this dish, and it was also the most important part of this dish.
He cut off a big piece of rhino meat.
Speaking of this piece of meat, there was something special about it. This was something that Great Sage Acheron had picked up in the Battlefield of the Stars …
Brewing a braised soup was also a rather unique skill.
First, he had to prepare the broth, which was made of rhino meat.
After the broth was the medicinal broth.
The medicinal broth was made of eighteen kinds of precious spirit herbs, which gave the broth a golden-brown color.
To make the braised soup, first, he had to prepare the broth, pour the medicinal broth into it, and put the rhino meat into the broth to condense the oil …
Next, he had to make the fragrance.
To Bu Fang, it was a piece of cake to control the fragrance.
He had a good understanding of spices, so after adding the spices, he added the Exploding Flame Pepper, Son Mother Ginger, and so on …
Soon, the braised soup was ready.
Rumble …
The steaming stew was boiling, and the aroma was constantly surging.
It was a kind of medicinal fragrance, which was very tempting.
She looked at the gurgling stew.
After that, Bu Fang poured the processed chicken feet into the bowl.
It turned from a big fire to a small one, mainly because when the fire boiled, the skin of the chicken feet would burst, which would affect the beauty and taste.
Controlling the temperature was also a skill.
Next, during the braising process, Bu Fang took out all kinds of ingredients and added them.
Star Anise Spirit, Son Mother Ginger, Flame Pepper, and so on …
They were all added to boil. There were also some spices and so on.
As it boiled, the soup became viscous, and the chicken feet rolled around in it. The originally white chicken feet slowly turned into a brown color after being boiled.
They looked quite appetizing.
They seemed to be covered with a layer of sugar juice, overflowing with light and color.
Rumble …
The broth was drained.
Bu Fang took all the chicken feet out of the pot, placing them on a blue-and-white porcelain plate.
The chicken feet were stacked together, exuding a strong aroma.
The skin and flesh of the chicken feet were full of elasticity, looking quite bright.
The Great Sage Acheron was stunned.
Smelling the aroma, he felt a pang of hunger in his stomach.
Those claws … Looking at them, his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Bu Fang, my little friend, what is this dish? Is this the dish that goes well with wine you mentioned? "
The Great Sage Acheron wiped his mouth. He couldn't wait any longer.
It was chicken feet cooked with the broth of rhinoceros meat.
That piece of rhinoceros meat was the meat of the Nine Revolution Great Sage … It was definitely extraordinary.
This kind of delicacy, just thinking about it made people excited.
Bu Fang sat on a chair.
Opening the lid of a jar of wine, he glanced at the Great Sage Acheron, the corners of his mouth twitching.
Bu Fang didn't say anything. He grabbed a chicken foot and bit it.
The elastic chicken foot entered his mouth with a crunch. The bones of the chicken feet weren't very hard, so they were broken with a single bite. The tendons of the chicken feet were connected to the bones, so it was very chewy when he took it off.
After a piece of chicken foot entered his stomach, he took a big gulp of wine.
The mellow wine and the delicious chicken feet made him the envy of others.
"This chicken foot … is called Hong Se Chicken Feet. Chicken feet and wine are a perfect match."
Bu Fang said.
Then, he continued to eat the chicken feet and drink the wine.
The Great Sage Acheron couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed a chicken foot and started to chew.
He didn't even need to spit out the bones. With a crunch, he chewed and swallowed the bones.
Then, he took a big gulp of wine and clicked his tongue.
It was refreshing to watch.
The two of them held the jar of wine, surrounding the chicken feet, and began to eat.
The ground was covered with chicken bones and empty wine jars.
If the Lord Gou knew that the two of them were living a happy life, he was afraid that he would suffer a cultivation deviation in the next second.
He called you here to protect me, not to let you go camping …
Of course, at this moment, the Lord Gou didn't know that.
And Bu Fang and the others didn't have that kind of awareness either.
Crunch. Gulp. Gulp.
The sound of people crunching chicken bones and drinking wine echoed in the silent hall.
From time to time, the Great Sage Acheron would burp.
…
The Earth Prison's sky was suddenly torn apart.
A silver sword light whizzed past, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Rumble!
A terrifying pressure spread out.
Then, it hovered in the sky.
On the silver sword light, a gray-robed old man stood with his hands clasped behind his back.
There was a bottle gourd hanging from the old man's waist. The bottle gourd looked old and worn.
However, this gourd was the source of his confidence.
Tyrant Patriarch was killed by Bu Fang. How could he continue to court death ignorantly?
Without this gourd, unless Nether Puppeteer Patriarch did it himself, he wouldn't come to court death again.
But with this gourd, things were different.
This gourd was left behind by that man …
Buzz …
As it sped …
Soon …
Sword Demon Patriarch saw the majestic Black Temple.
There seemed to be an invisible vortex spinning above the Black Temple.
"Nether Puppeteer was right … That dog is really breaking through!"
Sword Demon Patriarch narrowed his eyes.
The next moment, he hovered in midair, his eyes narrowed.
Passing through the halls, he looked straight at Bu Fang and the Great Sage Acheron, who were drinking wine and eating chicken feet.
"Oh?
Sure enough, someone is guarding them … "
When Sword Demon saw Bu Fang and thought of Tyrant Patriarch, who was killed by Bu Fang, he couldn't help but shudder.
Then, he grabbed the gourd and shook it. The sound of juices colliding rang out.
Holding the gourd, he removed the stopper.
After removing the stopper of the gourd, a drop of crimson liquid immediately floated out of the gourd …
"I can finally drink the Heaven-defying Fortune Wine …"
A hint of desire emerged in Sword Demon Patriarch's eyes.
Then, with a flick of his finger, the crimson liquid slipped into his mouth. A rich aroma exploded in an instant.
Rumble!
A terrible aura spread in the sky.
Bu Fang and the Great Sage Acheron, who were drinking wine and eating chicken feet, froze and looked up at the sky!
Their eyes fell on Sword Demon Patriarch, who was stepping on a sword light.
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