Food King

Chapter 231 The Broken Small World

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the world in front of Wang Yan's eyes suddenly changed drastically.

This is a huge space, which is boundless at a glance, and the sky is gray, making the land below also look endlessly lifeless.

Wang Yan looked at the so-called second form with a slight frown. Just as Chu Ling said, here is a small dilapidated world, but this world looks full of desolation.

The kitchen spirit still had that vague appearance, floating in the sky like a ghost. Although she didn't speak, Wang Yan could feel that she was a little depressed at the moment.

"If this is really a small world, then...it should have been abandoned by now." Wang Yan frowned, looking at the gray world, and murmured softly.

"This is the space created by the first generation of great emperors. After being perfected by the subsequent seven great emperors, it has become a small world. But ten thousand years ago, the great war also turned this small world into ruins. .” Chu Ling’s voice was low, as if he was lost in memory.

"How powerful is the small world that can break a small world just now?" Wang Yan murmured at the corner of his mouth, his eyes swept across the gray world, and he sighed in his heart.

"Let's go, this small world is not useless." Chu Ling whispered, and immediately floated forward, and behind him, Wang Yan also followed.

After walking through the flat land of more than ten feet, dilapidated palaces began to appear in front of my eyes. The palaces were mottled, and the walls in many places had collapsed, revealing the vicissitudes of time, which made the kitchen spirit sigh again. After a long time, just now Came to a cemetery-like place on the side of the temple.

This is a cemetery that occupies a huge area, and there is a thin layer of light covering it. Through the light covering, you can see that there are many elixir growing in it, which is smaller than the cemetery in Xifengling. To be rich, Wang Yan couldn't move his eyes just by looking at it.

The Nine-leaf Mitao tree was as tall as two people, and the Nine-leaf Mitao tree above it was about the size of a fist, and it was glowing red with crystal light, making Wang Yan salivate.

"In the space of this sarcophagus, there is such a huge cemetery." Wang Yan's eyes burst out with endless light, and the growth of some of the vegetables, after thousands of years, can be called monstrous.

"The restoration of this small world is extremely difficult. Just the light above the cemetery needs a large amount of primordial stones to replenish it," Chu Ling said softly, making Wang Yan only see it when Wang Yan raised his head. Large and small spheres float in the sky, releasing bursts of faint light.

The light was extremely weak, as if it might go out at any time, and Wang Yan noticed that it was this weak light that was assisting the growth of the cemetery below.

"Don't tell me that the ball above needs a lot of primeval stones to fill it." As if he suddenly thought of something, Wang Yan's face was a little strange, and his eyes were fixed on the blurred figure of the chef.

"Cough, that's true." Chu Ling coughed dryly, as if a little embarrassed, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan's expression became even weirder.

"If you play with my second form, you still need a large amount of primordial stones as a supplement. I, the fuck, have become your primordial stone creator." Wang Yan said with some dissatisfaction, and as his voice fell , Chu Ling seemed to curl his lips, showing disdain.

"It's not that Lord Ling is talking about you, you are petty. Although this small world is extremely difficult to repair, once it is successfully repaired, do you know what it means?"

"Besides, it's not the Spirit Lord who wants your primordial stones. The elixir and vegetables in this cemetery are all priceless things. You are not at a loss this time." Chu Ling said with some dissatisfaction, and immediately looked at Looking into the depths of the palace, he waved his hand while pondering, and walked forward again.

"crash"

After walking for less than [-] breaths, there were more and more dilapidated palaces in front of him. At the same time, the sound of running water could be heard quietly, and the scene that appeared in front of Wang Yan made him a little dumbfounded. .

This is a large river that has not been abandoned, and the river is shining brightly. If you look carefully, the water flowing in it is obviously composed of primordial stones. Above the primordial stone river, there is also a hidden mask. envelop the river.

And when he saw this river made of primordial stones, Chu Ling's vague figure also trembled at this moment, and immediately his voice came out.

"This Tongtian River actually still exists. It seems that after the great war, the last Emperor Leng must have used some kind of secret method to preserve the cemetery and this Tongtian River." The voice of the kitchen spirit With sighs, when he sighed, his eyes seemed to look at Wang Yan below with a sarcasm.

"It seems that you don't need to worry about the primordial stone." Chu Ling said playfully, but Wang Yan just ignored it. At this moment, in his eyes, there is only this huge amount of primordial stones in front of him.

"Surprisingly, such a huge river has been gathered with primordial stones." Wang Yan was still shocked, while the kitchen spirit at the side looked at it with contempt.

"Okay, don't look at it, since you are the chooser of the ninth generation of this sarcophagus, then everything here belongs to you, but, correspondingly, you have to slowly restore it again, if you can't complete it, then You will be cursed by this small world, and you will eventually be buried in this black coffin." The voice of the kitchen spirit came out again, causing Wang Yan to be slightly taken aback, and then he showed a wry smile.

"What should I do to restore this small world?" Wang Yan frowned, feeling like he had fallen into a pit. At this moment, as his voice fell, the kitchen spirit smiled sarcastically.

"Fountain of life." The voice of the kitchen spirit fell, and Wang Yan was a little stunned. About the spring of life, he had learned a little about it in the true understanding of the kitchen, but it has always existed in legends. In the real world, it can be obtained from No one has seen it.

"That thing only exists in legends and no one has seen it before. Aren't you kidding me?" Wang Yan curled his lips and said with some dissatisfaction, while Chu Ling shrugged.

"Without the spring of life, it needs a steady stream of primordial stones to maintain it. Even this primordial stone river can only keep the small world full for half a year. Once the primordial stones are exhausted, it will return to ruins again." Chu Ling casually said Said, and immediately looked back from the primordial stone river.

"Damn it." Wang Yan couldn't help but swear. There are very few low-grade primordial stones in this huge river of primordial stones, and most of them are made up of mid-grade primordial stones. , and just now can keep this small world alive in a short period of time.

As for this kind of thing that treats the symptoms but not the root cause, Wang Yan doesn't bother to do it. At this moment, he was pondering, and nodded with a wry smile.

"Let's see the chance. It's better to settle the matter of the cemetery first."

"And those precious elixir, if you don't take it, it would be a waste of money."

(End of this chapter)