When Yu Chen said these words, waves appeared around him, and inexplicable singing sounded and echoed around him. At the same time, a little bit of information gathered from all directions, constantly squirming, deforming, blending, and splitting, and finally sublimated under Yu Chen's breath.

As the owner of this place, Hua Guang Shangxian noticed it immediately. He looked in the direction of Yu Chen, smacked his tongue, and exclaimed: "What is this guy Yu Chen doing? It actually resonates with the principles of cooking, kitchen, etc., is he trying to directly condense the position of the chef god?"

Yu Chen also saw his own changes, but he ignored them. He reached out and summoned Zhu Ao to the front, reached out and touched him, and broke his stomach.

During this period, spiritual light continued to emanate from Zhu Ao's body, turning into a little spirituality on the edge, and forming a spiritual egg based on the remaining flesh and blood.

Yuchen uses shells as bowls and green beads as the main ones, combined with their flesh and blood, assisting the grains of Xuanshan, millets of Buzhou, sacrifices of Yangshan, and cabinets of Nanhai to make a special bowl of meat porridge.

During this period, Yuchen's abilities were also exerted one by one. During the process of cooking meat porridge, it was given an extremely changing taste, and it was beyond ordinary people's ability to understand huge energy.

As for the principles and principles of Taoism and laws inside, as long as they do not cancel each other out, they will affect the flow of essence and energy, and will not deteriorate each other, resulting in taste changes, Yuchen ignored it.

The rich fragrance drifted around, and the fairy outside sniffed it, revealing an intoxicating expression.

"How does this taste remind me of two hundred years ago, when I secretly broke the teacher's most precious purple glow lotus, based on the lotus petals, combined with lotus seeds and purple bamboo rice, the lotus seed porridge cooked!"

When the dragon cow sitting cross-legged next to him heard this, the whole cow was about to explode. The purple-xia treasure lotus was the teacher of Huaguang Xian, the spiritual roots born from the origin of Dongchen Hualingjun Shaoyang Dongchen Yuanhua Purple Qi.

This thing has a great promotion effect on the yang transformation of Yin God cultivator, and also has a certain promotion effect on the immortals who have perfected their own essence, energy and spirit. It is also a first-class treasure on Penglai Island.

The Jiao Niu really didn't expect that his master would have broken one.

In comparison, Ziguang bamboo rice, which is also one of the spiritual roots of Penglai Island, seems more ordinary.

At the same time, Jiao Niu had to admit that Dongchen Hualingjun really favored his master. After all, more than two thousand years ago, the immortal Dongchenjun killed seven or eight cultivators of the same realm for the sake of Baolian.

But as the fragrance flowing in the nose became more and more intense, the dragon cow didn't care about these things. When Huaguang Shangxian reminisces the taste of the lotus seed porridge again, he couldn't help but say: "No! No! It's the smell of the dragon tendons with the blood of the East China Sea!"

Unlike Hua Guang Shangxian, he sat down and stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, looking at his master with contempt, looking at his nose, looking at his wrong question.

"I said it's lotus seed porridge!" Hua Guang Shangxian, who thought he was a gourmet, felt that he had been insulted and slapped his mount in the head with his backhand. Then he reacted again and looked at the dragon cow and asked.

"Are you sure it's the smell of dragon tendons?"

"That's right! Haven't you eaten the dragon tendons with the blood of the East China Sea only once? I almost fought with several dragon men in the East China Sea that time, so I was lucky enough to taste a little bit. The taste, Gudong, how could I forget it!"

As Hua Guang's mount, Jiao Niu is also a guy who likes food. He is also unwilling to admit that he has heard something wrong and speaks to refute his master.

Upon hearing this, Hua Guang Xian changed his original anger, and after repeatedly confirming his mount, he sat back in his position with a smile, waiting for Yuchen's works.

After a while, a rainbow-like brilliance bloomed from Yuchen's location.

Standing among the colorful jade, Yuchen looked at the meat porridge that had been cooked in front of him and casually turned the condensed and formed divine position into a divine talisman and put it away.

Yuchen slowly exhaled a breath and brought the meat porridge out.

"Is this the result of your favor from heaven and earth?" Hua Guang Xian looked at the meat porridge in Yuchen's hand, revealing a hint of desire.

In the eyes of outsiders, the meat porridge contained in the shell is like flowing liquid gold, emitting a faint golden light. But in the eyes of Huaguang Shangxian, it is a bowl of liquid "spiritual medicine" with a strong essence and close to the origin of life.

At Yuchen's instructions, Huaguang Xian took out two soup spoons made of warm jade from the sky for thousands of years, scooped up a spoonful of golden porridge water, and swallowed it slowly.

Inside this meat porridge, whether it is the Bizhu, Zhuao's meat, or the wheat from Xuanshan, the millet from Buzhou, the sacrifice of Yangshan, and the cabinet of the South China Sea, have been boiled to the point where it is almost melted.

The rich porridge soup directly turned into a warm current and merged into the body of Huaguangshan County.

"This feeling? This taste!" Hua Guang was stunned. The taste of meat porridge was not strong at first, just like a breeze blew across his mouth, but then the taste of meat porridge changed with his thoughts, and finally gathered into the flavor of the lotus seed porridge in the past.

"This is the magical power I have condensed and all kinds of flavors are as good as I want."

Yu Chen explained indifferently, scooped up a spoonful of golden porridge and put it into his mouth, swallowing it slowly. A stream of rich essence merged into his body, satisfying his somewhat tired body because he had nearly half of his will and part of his magic power.

"All flavors are yours? What are your supernatural powers as the chef god?"

"No, it's the supernatural power of the kitchen."

Yuchen explained lightly, scooped up a spoonful of golden porridge water again, and tasted it beautifully.

This time, the taste he tasted was no longer the same as before, but another taste that made him savor. It was also because of completing such a dish that Yuchen was able to obtain the cooking magical power of Baiwei Suxin.

From now on, Yuchen does not need to improve the level of taste changes as complex as today. As long as the food he makes, it will naturally have various flavors. Whenever anyone eats it, he will taste the taste he most wants to taste, and from all aspects, satisfy a person's desire to gather on the tip of his tongue.

At the same time, Yu Chen, who has such a magical power, will be released to the maximum extent when cooking any kind of food, and may even be sublimated to a certain extent.

Even the food cooked like this will not have the power that is almost the origin of life like this meat porridge, and can greatly satisfy the individual's physical needs and even extend the individual's life to a certain extent.

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