However, Lin Buzheng's Divine Sense was extremely powerful, comparable to that of a Peak Spirit Path Mighty Cultivator. His observation was meticulous, and he could perfectly control the entire process of stewing the spiritual meat.
In addition, Lin Buzheng had experience stewing the spiritual meat once before. Now that he was stewing the spiritual meat again, he was naturally familiar with it, and it was easier for him to make mistakes.
Whoosh!
Under Lin Buzheng's control, the fire at the bottom of the pot burned, and the heat was released perfectly, evenly stewing the spiritual meat in the pot.
When the spiritual meat in the pot was stewed to a certain degree, Lin Buzheng put the three spiritual herbs — the Spirit Moon Herb, the Sage Flower, and the Demonic Elephant Vine, as well as the Condensed Cloud Dew, the Scarlet Tooth Blood, the Fire Crystal Flame, and the Corpse Burial Soil into the pot according to the recipe, and began to stew the spiritual meat over a large fire.
Whoosh!
At the same time, Lin Buzheng used the Martial Qi in his body that was almost completely liquefied to draw a mysterious formation, like a mirage, or a palace where a deity resided, and covered the entire pot of spiritual meat stewing.
Whoosh!
At this moment, under the control of Lin Buzheng's powerful Divine Sense, the fire at the bottom of the pot assumed a perfect symmetrical shape, and the meat soup in the pot boiled evenly, so that the spiritual nature of the spiritual herbs and spiritual objects in the pot was perfectly stewed into the spiritual meat.
The spiritual qi formation that covered the entire black pot released a bit of brilliance.
With the incredible power of the formation, the spiritual nature of the spiritual meat, spiritual herbs, and spiritual objects that had fused together in the pot were gradually refined and transformed.
Two hours later, waves of mouth-watering meat fragrance came from the pot. Lin Buzheng had successfully stewed the spiritual meat.
However, in order to obtain a better taste, Lin Buzheng did not fish out the spiritual meat, but continued to stew it over a small fire.
Next was stir-frying the spiritual root.
Although Lin Buzheng had only obtained the ancient book of stir-frying the spiritual root for half a day, in essence, the cooking method of this ancient book was very similar to the two ancient books that he had obtained before. With Lin Buzheng's intelligence, he was able to draw inferences from one case.
Lin Buzheng carefully looked at the recipe for stir-frying the Holy Medicine Root and went through it in his mind from beginning to end. After confirming that there were no problems, he began.
Lin Buzheng first took out a large pot, put the spirit oil squeezed from the meat of the Nine-colored Devil Cow and the Green Water Mystical Snake, and then lit the spirit fire at the bottom of the pot.
While waiting for the oil to boil, he took out a black stone box from his spatial ring.
This black stone box was only a few inches in size. It was unknown what material it was made of, but it was ice-cold and exceptionally hard.
It was originally the item that contained the Reincarnation Imperial Sutra. After Lin Buzheng obtained the Imperial Sutra, the black stone box became empty.
Later on, Lin Buzheng discovered a sprout of a holy herb in the ruins at the bottom of the lake. In order to prevent the medicinal properties from leaking out, he used a black box to contain it.
Huala!
In the next moment, Lin Buzheng opened the black stone box.
An extremely dazzling light suddenly exploded from the depths of the stone box.
There was also an endless amount of vitality and Spirit Qi emanating from the stone box. Not only did it lift Lin Buzheng's spirits, but even the plants in the entire valley became greener and full of vitality under the nourishment of this Spirit Qi.
Huala!
The light gradually dimmed, and the holy herb contained in the black stone box appeared in front of Lin Buzheng.
The holy herb that Lin Buzheng had obtained at the beginning was only the size of a finger, and it was in the shape of a sprout.
But now, this sprout had unknowingly grown to the size of a palm. It had a stem and leaves on top, and many tiny roots had grown on the bottom.
Spiritual Qi flowed out from the sacred herb like water.
This was a holy herb. It was extremely valuable and rare in the world.
Even an Earth Venerable would fight for it at all costs, let alone a Spirit Dao Mighty Cultivator.
"It's a waste to fry a whole holy herb."
"Let's fry half of it first!"
Lin Buzheng muttered to himself. He gathered his Martial Qi in his palm and used it as a blade to slice off half of the holy herb. He placed half of it back into the black stone box, while the other half was minced and placed into the wok to fry.
Holy herbs were wondrous items formed by gathering the Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth and nurtured by the essence of the sun and moon.
Spirit Qi pervaded the air, and its aura was auspicious, containing fragments of the Dao of Heaven and Earth.
A drop of holy liquid could be used to refine high-grade pills. A root the length of a hair was worth tens of millions of gold. Its entire body was a treasure, and there were few spiritual items in the world that could be compared to it.
Therefore, right now, Lin Buzheng did not need spiritual herbs or herbs to fry the holy herb. Just half of the holy herb was enough.
According to the ancient records, when a cultivator fried a spiritual root, not only did they need to perfectly control the fire with their Divine Sense, but they also needed to stimulate the spirituality within the spiritual root. At the same time, they needed to use a Spirit Qi array to successfully fry the spiritual root.
Although it looked like stir-frying vegetables, the difficulty of it was actually no less than refining medicinal pills.
"Success!"
Half an hour later, Lin Buzheng rubbed his hands excitedly and stopped frying.
The holy herb in the wok was fried until it was golden and crispy. Its fragrance wafted into the air as it emitted a vast amount of Spirit Qi.
This was the first time Lin Buzheng fried a spiritual root, and it was a holy herb at that. However, it was so successful that even Lin Buzheng himself was surprised.
Lin Buzheng estimated that his proficiency in stewing spirit meat and stir-frying spirit roots was already comparable to that of an alchemist.
"It smells so good!"
"I didn't expect Brother Lin's skill to be so good!"
After a while, the first guest arrived. However, it was not the golden-haired man, but a girl in green.
After a few meetings, Lin Buzheng and the girl in green had become more familiar with each other.
The latter was in a foreign land and had no one to rely on. In addition, the last time they met, she gave Lin Buzheng the incomparably rare Wuyi Immortal Tea. Naturally, Lin Buzheng had to invite the girl in green to attend this feast.
Of course, the girl in green did not come empty-handed. She took out a bag of Wuyi Immortal Tea and handed it to Lin Buzheng to stew.
This time, Lin Buzheng had experience. He did not tear the tea bag apart, but threw the whole bag into the boiling water to stew.
Not long after, the rich fragrance of tea permeated the valley.
A pot of Wuyi Immortal Tea was already cooked.
There were dishes and tea, but no wine. It was tasteless. Of course, Lin Buzheng did not forget to buy wine.
The meat was spiritual meat, the dishes were holy herbs, and the wine could not be ordinary wine.
Lin Buzheng specially went to Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion and spent tens of thousands of gold to buy three big jars of spirit wine. The wine was so strong that even a spirit cultivator would be drunk.
At this moment, the valley was filled with green spiritual grass and a spiritual spring.
The fragrance of meat, medicine, and tea filled the air.
Lin Buzheng sat upright. Even the girl in green was no longer naughty. She carefully sat beside Lin Buzheng, waiting for the arrival of the golden-haired man. The feast began.
"It smells so good!"
"Haha! Kid, you did well. You have the talent to be a chef! "
The sky gradually darkened. The sun set, the bright moon hung in the sky, and the stars shone brightly.
At night, the golden-haired man finally arrived as promised.
His huge body passed through the defensive array, and like a small mountain, he rumbled towards Lin Buzheng.
"Senior, I imitated the technique. That's all."
Lin Buzheng immediately got up and answered sincerely.
"Junior Fu Qingye greets senior!"
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