Bu Fang stood up, leaped up, and stopped in front of a big wok. His eyes fell on the inside of the wok.
Bu Fang's mind followed the true energy and sank into the wok, constantly guiding the flow of spirit energy.
"The Premium Wok of Fortunes is complete."
The night of the Northwest Plain was a little lonely and deep. This was a land stained with blood, and the dust of history had settled here.
Ni Yan's eyes lit up, as if she had seen her favorite prey.
The faces of the surrounding people were filled with amazement. They raised their heads and looked at Bu Fang, who was surrounded by wisps of dense energy. At this moment, Bu Fang was like a banished immortal.
The aroma wafted for ten miles, and almost everyone could smell it.
However, once it was smoothed out, it became very easy.
"What a unique aroma … It's not very strong?"
Dense steam rose up, accompanied by dense spirit energy. This mist enveloped the White Jade Fire Lion, which was sitting in the center of the wok, making it seem as if it had come to life.
The aroma slowly drifted over, wrapping around everyone's noses, making them feel intoxicated.
With a light tap of his foot, Bu Fang's body immediately floated up like a swallow and landed on the second wok. Coincidentally, this wok was boiling at this moment.
Rumble!!
They were lifelike and incomparably vivid.
Amidst the endless yellow sand, an army was lurking in the night, not attracting the slightest attention. It was heading toward the Western Mystery City, which had just experienced a spirit beast tide.
Fire Lions, Thorn Mammoths, Old Mountain Tortoises, and so on.
The tip of Bu Fang's feet touched the edge of the wok. Bu Fang bent one knee and stood up. The true energy cyclone in his energy core revolved, and true energy flowed through his legs and into the wok.
The aroma of the nine wok and the opportunity attracted each other, forming a vague array that made his mind tremble slightly.
Waves of beast roars resounded in his ears, making him feel as if he was in a dream.
Ni Yan also stuck out her rosy tongue and licked her red lips. Her eyes focused, and she became serious.
Even Kong Xuan, who had always disliked Bu Fang, subconsciously rubbed his belly and smacked his lips.
Bu Fang also thought it was a little funny … Setting up an array with food?
The soldiers chattered non-stop, but there was no doubt that everyone was looking at the nine cauldrons excitedly.
Bu Fang waved his hand casually, sweeping away the dense mist that lingered around him, and walked out of the center of the nine woks.
With the help of the Holy Emissary, they had conquered many cities along the way. Every time, everything went smoothly. They were already very convinced of the Holy Emissary. This attack on Western Mystery City was also the Holy Emissary's idea.
Looking at the nine pots from the outside was a different experience.
When Bu Fang finished controlling the ninth wok, nine thick fragrances burst out from the nine wok. They were like giant dragons spiraling up into the sky, coiling around the vault of heaven.
Green smoke curled around Bu Fang's hand. The Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife spun unceasingly in his hand, creating an incomparably dazzling knife flower. Then, with a bang, it turned into green smoke and dissipated. His indifferent voice carried a trace of relief as it reverberated.
"Taking advantage of the night to attack Western Mystery City will mean that we have completed the High Priestess' task. When the time comes, we can return and hand over the Spirit Essence to the High Priestess," a hoarse voice said.
The two figures holding the jade talisman array respectfully bowed to him.
The spirit beast tide had just retreated, so it was the best time for the army to set out. They had been waiting for this opportunity. Taking advantage of the fact that Western Mystery City had just experienced a terrifying spirit beast tide, they launched a surprise attack and swiftly took down the ancient city of the Light Wind Empire, Western Mystery City.
'Young lady, you're really scary …'
Everyone was unable to suppress the hunger in their stomachs. Many voices rang out at the same time, as if thunder had burst forth.
...
He originally wanted to think about it carefully, but the exclamations around him interrupted his thoughts and made him turn his head to look at the crowd.
Three figures were circling around. Two of them were holding five jade talismans in one hand. The jade talismans were glowing.
Seventh grade spirit beast ingredients exploding … The power was unimaginable. It was possible that the entire campsite would be flattened.
The soup in the wok was boiling, but it was not because of the heat. Instead, it was because the spirit energy in the ingredients was constantly rising and rushing out of the wok.
That was the spirit beast that had been killed.
Ni Yan fiercely stomped on the ground and her figure flew out. She didn't care about her image at all as she grabbed onto Bu Fang's shoulders. Her face was almost touching Bu Fang's face.
When Bu Fang moved on to the third wok, the aroma of the second wok drifted out.
"There's a fragrance!"
These different scents brought with them different meanings, causing one to be intoxicated by them.
"Even if the other party has the support of the Celestial Arcanum Sect's experts, we are not afraid. With the elders, that bunch of trash from the Celestial Arcanum Sect will die without a doubt."
Ni Yan stared at Bu Fang from afar. She had always wanted to learn how to control true energy because it was too shocking. How could one control true energy to such a precise degree?
His true energy was like a stabilizer. Once it entered the wok, the boiling wok calmed down. The surging spirit energy also gradually retracted.
Kong Xuan squinted his eyes. His eyes were filled with disdain. Wasn't he just a chef? What was so great about him?
Bu Fang returned to the ground and sat cross-legged in the middle of the nine wok. He was in a trance.
It was still mellow and rich, but it was different from the first wok. Compared to the first wok, this aroma had a calmness to it. The first wok had a manic and unrestrained feeling.
Done?
All of a sudden, Ni Yan, who had been staring at Bu Fang's figure, wrinkled her delicate nose slightly, and her eyes lit up.
One of them was holding a jade talisman that was a little broken, and its radiance was a little dim. However, from time to time, there would be white mist forming human faces floating across the magic array, roaring and howling.
"Idiot, we just started cooking! The spirit beast meat isn't even cooked yet, how could the aroma be so rich? "
Bu Fang frowned. This was the most difficult step. If he didn't handle it well, it would be disastrous if the wok exploded.
However, the aroma that lingered in the air didn't stop. Instead, it lured everyone's appetite, causing their stomachs to rumble.
Tang Yin was also very nervous.
However, this magic array was a little blurry, as if it would break at the slightest touch.
In a trance, Bu Fang could even feel the heaven-shaking roar of the Fire Lion.
It was a mellow aroma that contained an indescribable feeling.
Respectful voices rose and fell, followed by laughter. The laughter seemed to be transmitted to the two crescent moons in the sky, which were blooming with cold radiance.
In the army.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then they cried out in surprise.
"With the help of the elders … we will definitely be able to take down Western Mystery City."
Mo Luo City was brightly lit. With a loud rumble, the ancient city gate opened.
Maybe … it was really possible. Why couldn't delicacies be used to set up magic arrays? Bu Fang took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and thought to himself.
Nowadays, in their army, the words of the Divine Emissaries were not any weaker than those of the commanders. This was because the Divine Emissaries had given them power, making them invincible!
Feeling the warmth in front of him, the corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
This was an extremely difficult process, but it was also an extremely important one.
"Owner Bu! Give this old lady a bowl first!! "
The surrounding people were stunned. This was the first time they saw a dish that could manifest itself. Could … could it still be eaten?
Even though she did not know what kind of dish Bu Fang was cooking, she was very clear that the real test for Bu Fang was about to begin. That was because the spirit energy had already begun to gush out after being boiled. There were so many pieces of seventh grade spirit beast meat, and every single one of them was a lord of a territory with their own dignity. Once their energies collided with each other, it would result in a huge explosion.
The aroma emitted from each wok seemed to represent the different meanings of each spirit beast.
Bu Fang's mind was constantly sensing the heat of each wok, so he knew exactly when to deal with which wok.
This plan was not only arranged by their commander, but also by the Divine Emissaries wrapped in black robes.
If it were not for his expressionless face, Bu Fang would definitely be a romantic young man who could charm thousands of girls.
A neat and orderly army marched out. Mo Lin led his army towards the Western Mystery City with a solemn look on his face.
The nine woks were faintly glowing. Above them, there seemed to be spirit beasts entrenched.
The Fire Lion was violent and turbulent, the Thorn Mammoth was calm and ruthless, and the Old Mountain Tortoise was calm and mature …
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