Food King

Chapter 245 Signs of Life

"The Fountain of Life?"

Ye Wushang's pupils narrowed slightly, obviously he had heard about this legendary thing, and then nodded in deep thought.

"The Fountain of Life is said to have appeared ten thousand years ago. Since the decline of the Gourmet Continent, there has been no news about it, causing people today to think that it only exists in legends." Ye Wushang added again, making the king Yan's eyes brightened.

"That is to say, the fountain of life really exists?" Wang Yan was overjoyed. As long as it exists, there is hope of finding it. If it is just a legend, then the hope will be even more slim.

"It does exist. However, few people know what it looks like. As for where it is, no one knows it. However, the function of the fountain of life is only useful after stepping into the heaven-stealing realm and condensing the exclusive space. See It looks like little friend Wang Yan is planning ahead." Ye Wushang said with a smile, while Wang Yan shrugged.

"I just read it from an ancient book, and now I'm just asking a casual question. The Heaven Stealing Realm is too far away from me." Wang Yan said casually, naturally he wouldn't say anything about the small world.

"Come tonight, let's have a good drink together." Ye Wushang nodded, and did not ask any more questions. He changed the subject, picked up the cup in front of him, touched it lightly with Wang Yan, and put it away. I drank it in one gulp.

The night is long, and at the edge of the bamboo forest square, two figures are toasting and exchanging glasses. The breeze blows, bringing bursts of chill, and the moonlight shines down, peaceful and harmonious.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning broke through the shackles of the sky and shone on the earth, in the small courtyard above the eighth mountain peak, Wang Yan opened his closed eyes, and after opening his mouth to breathe out a mouthful of stale air, his expression also changed. They are much ruddy.

Overnight, Wang Yan adjusted his body to the best condition. When he got up, he glanced at the group of naive little beasts who had gathered outside the courtyard at some time, smiled slightly, and immediately walked out of the courtyard.

On the Ninth Peak, in front of the dark hall like a giant dragon crawling, on the huge square, nearly a hundred people stood straight, except for the help from the two sects, the rest were all masters of the wood spirit lineage.

"The airs are not small, so many people are waiting for him." Seeing Wang Yan approaching slowly, the old man with white beard and hair muttered in a low voice, while the old man with the pattern of Sichuan characters waved his hand to signal him Be quiet.

"Little friend Wang Yan. If there is no problem, let's start." Seeing Wang Yan coming, Ye Wushang's handsome face had a smile on his face, and when his voice fell, Wang Yan nodded.

In the center of the square, a huge stone platform was placed. The stone platform was blue in color, and it was bright and clean. Wang Yan walked forward while pondering, took out the raw materials that had been prepared one by one, and placed them on the The edge of the stone platform.

"What is he going to do? Is he really going to cook? Isn't this a bit too childish?"

"God knows what this kid is going to do. Could it be that Ye Wang knew that there was going to be a big battle, so he specially invited the human chef here to reward us?"

"In another five days, the power of the holy mountain will be at its weakest. At that time, there will only be a desperate fight. It is not a bad thing to eat more delicious food before death."

Most of the onlookers, with human faces and animal bodies, looked at the ingredients Wang Yan put out above the stone platform with sharp eyes, and talked with each other in low voices, discussing a lot.

They all grew up in the Shiwanda Mountains and have never left since they were born. Naturally, they don't know something about the kitchen. Even if some people know it, they don't know much. From their point of view , food is nothing more than to eat.

Under the gazes of many gazes, Wang Yan's mind gradually became silent. While meditating, his eyes were bright and his face was calm. Immediately, he stretched out his hand to pick up the piece of lean meat that had been changed into a willow leaf shape, and with a light flick of his palm, it landed on the ground. The location in the center of the stone platform.

After the first willow-leaf-shaped piece of meat was placed, Wang Yan stretched out his palm again, holding a piece of willow-leaf-shaped piece of meat in each hand, flicking his fingers lightly, the two pieces of meat seemed to have spirituality, and quickly fell on the ground. Cut the sides of the first piece of meat, covering about a third of the way.

The entire square gradually fell silent, and all eyes were focused on Wang Yan. Even the few people who were talking in low voices before shut up at the moment. Although they didn't understand, they could see it. , These things are not for them to eat.

Under the gaze of hundreds of people around him, Wang Yan's movements in his hands gradually became faster. The movements of his hands are chic and elegant, full of artistic beauty. Every time he throws his hands out, the pattern above will expand a bit.

Gradually, with the formation of the middle position, Wang Yan's movements became more rapid. From the beginning, he picked up two pieces at a time, and later, he picked up six pieces at a time, and threw them out all at once. The speed of his movements made people amazed .

There was no sound in the audience, all eyes were on Wang Yan, and as time passed, Wang Yan's movements became faster and faster, and later, some people whose cultivation level was not enough to transform into Yuanjing could only see him blurred. arms.

This scene surprised everyone, they didn't know cooking skills, and they didn't understand the quality of the dishes. At this moment, just from the action, some people were the first to be convinced by Wang Yan.

Time passed again, and in the blink of an eye, the scorching sun rose above the head, and at some point on the bluestone, a transparent mask appeared, with a little moisture, resisting the scorching sun in the sky.

On the top of the blue stone, slices of animal meat mixed with other ingredients have already assembled a ferocious animal-like pattern. The pattern has not been completed yet, but it is already nearly two feet huge.

The gigantic beast, which is infinitely approaching completion, has a tiger-faced human body and a sharp single horn on top of its head, which seems to be full of a sense of ferocity.

After dropping twelve pieces again, Wang Yan's movements gradually slowed down. At this moment, the pattern was almost formed. Any small deviation in one step would lead to the failure of the whole arrangement, so Wang Yan had to be careful.

When the last piece of raw material fell on the top of the giant beast's head, Wang Yan's face became more solemn than ever. Then, he turned his palm, and a blood-red heart raw material the size of a fingernail appeared on the ground. in his hands.

As soon as the blood-red raw material heart was taken out, there was a powerful force of qi and blood, which also made the eyes of almost everyone around them gather in an instant. On the blood-red little heart, they felt a king's power. breath.

Under the eyes of everyone, Wang Yan took a deep breath, and then he flicked his fingers, and the finger-sized heart quietly flew out, and finally landed on the part of the beast's heart.

"What is this doing? It doesn't look like cooking, but it's all edible raw materials. It's really weird."

"I don't know. It's unheard of to cook this kind of dish, but it looks like it's not for eating."

"It's so ridiculous to play tricks. The raw materials require so many ingredients, and even the three drops of my king's blood essence. It turned out that it was just for this. Hehe, could it be possible that the pattern of this ferocious beast can be resurrected?"

When the onlookers were discussing one after another, the old man with white beard and hair who had always been dissatisfied with Wang Yan sneered and echoed.

For these, Wang Yan didn't care at all. At this moment, after the little blood-red heart entered his body, blood-red threads that were invisible to the naked eye began to spread. At the same time, as the old man's voice fell, Above the sky, the scorching sun that was exuding a scorching aura was covered by the rapidly surging dark clouds.

"Crack." A shattering sound came out at the same time, and then, under the gazes of everyone's changed faces, the mask covering the top of the stone platform shattered directly, turning into light spots all over the sky and dissipating.

"Booming" the dark clouds above the sky continued to gather, and in a blink of an eye, the blue sky and white sun were shrouded in darkness. At the same time, there were bursts of wind, accompanied by the sound of lightning and thunder, like a prelude to a heavy rain. But it only covers a hundred feet around the Ninth Peak.

"This..." the face of the old man with white beard and hair changed drastically. At this moment, he could even feel that a horrible aura gradually spread out from the fierce beast on the bluestone platform, like a sleeping giant waking up. The breath was so strong that even he couldn't help but want to tremble.

"There is actually a sign of resurrection, how is this possible?" The old man murmured, the astonishment in his heart could no longer be described in words. At this moment, his body was trembling slightly, and his eyes looked at Wang Yan who was not far away. ashamed.

"Roar" A loud beast roar suddenly came out. The sound was so strong that the air wave formed centered on the ninth peak of the holy mountain and spread towards the outside world. This scene made everyone startled and rushed Backed away, but Ye Wushang's eyes flashed, and even more joy emerged.

"Sure enough, it's the holy hand, a fierce beast, with such a powerful aura." Ye Wushang thought to himself, looking at Wang Yan's thin figure in front of him, showing an unconcealable joy, clenched his palms, even he himself didn't notice it. There is already sweat in it.

At the same time, in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, especially the group of monsters within a hundred feet of the Holy Mountain, almost all the monsters turned their eyes towards the direction of the Holy Mountain, with fanaticism and panic in their eyes, and quite a few The monster, trembling all over, prostrated itself on the ground, whimpering.

At this moment, in the direction of Xifenggu, the huge Ying Zhao with a body of three feet soared into the air, and a look of shock and anger appeared on the face of the tiger body and human face. It could feel that there was a road above the holy mountain. The breath that made him feel difficult was slowly waking up.

"This breath is the smell of enlightenment."

Yingzhao's deep voice reverberated in the sky and the earth, while the wings behind him were flapping, almost only a few breaths later, it was already approaching ten feet away from the holy mountain. , resisting the breath of enlightened beasts emanating from the holy mountain, and it was only at this moment that those monster beasts crawling on the ground trembled and stood up again in trembling.

At the same time, above the Ninth Peak, Wang Yan looked dignified, and his mental power surged out unreservedly, and all of them gathered into the pattern, and the thunderclouds in the sky were also thicker at this moment.

"In my name, I will give you the blood of the Wood Spirit King, enlightened and awakened!" Wang Yan murmured at the corner of his mouth, his voice faintly resounding on the Ninth Peak. A strong beam of light, and then, above the beam of light, silvery-white rays of light condensed, and finally, a strange animal shape with a tiger face and a human body was formed.

"Roar..." The light and shadow of the enlightened beast was more than three feet long, standing in the sky, swung its big tail behind it, turned into a silver-white stick, and was grabbed by it.

"Boom" At this moment, thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and thunder and lightning shuttled back and forth. Amidst the roar, a thunderbolt as thick as a thigh was instantly pulled away, and it crashed down, directly facing Wang Yan below. It fell suddenly, and at the same time, an indistinct sound echoed in Wang Yan's mind.

"Who is doing such an act against the heavens, you should be punished!"

(End of this chapter)