I am not a trainer

Three days later.

On the initial plateau, the World Tree stands majestically, and its long tree cover sheds endless light.

A beautiful, solemn green-haired woman with a solemn expression emerged from the shadow of the trees, her eyes shimmering, watching the young man in white on the high slope.

His battle with the outer gods ended in victory, and even Hill, who was the ‘Will of the World Tree’, could not help but be moved by it.

Luo He had already put on a clean white robe. This white robe, known as 'humility', was made of a special material and seemed to emit the glimmer of stars.

Under the background, it appears that the eyes of the young man in white are getting darker and deeper, quietly looking up at the cracks under the sky.

Kyushu was burned by fire, and the Three Realms were eroded by floods. This crack in different time and space dragged the world into a catastrophe.

And now, it is the day when the catastrophe ends.

Luo He looked behind him and saw Hill, the God of Death, the Chipmunk, the Nine-Colored Deer...all of his companions casting concerned glances.

Among them, the God of Death, with pale and beautiful cheeks, nodded slightly, giving Luo He the signal to start planning.

Luo He nodded.

If you want to melt the four original powers into a pot of colorless soup, thereby providing the power to repair the entire world, the space power required behind it is an astronomical figure.

Fortunately, I have the Holy Beast Kitchen Tools to rely on, and my seniors are there to help me.

Luo He took a deep breath and raised his hand to call out the Zhulong Zao.

The Zhulong stove has a bright red appearance, and the candle of time in the stove provides an everlasting fire, which can shorten the simmering time of Butian soup.

At the same moment, six streams of light of different colors fell on the stove, showing the extraordinary aura of the holy beast.

Luo He looked at the sacred beast kitchen utensils on the stove one by one: Xuanwu board, Qilin cabinet, Baize bottle, Qinglong ladle, Suzaku tripod, and the White Tiger knife in his hand.

This set of sacred beast kitchen utensils was successfully assembled thanks to the hard work of my companions and I...

It’s been a year, and I’ve almost become a myth!

The snow-white blade of the White Tiger Sword reflected Luo He's somewhat pensive eyes. Immediately, he summoned his pet beast.

This time, the team members were quite consciously busy.

After repairing the sharp Jia Luo Lou knife, he lay on the stove, chopping the Tianyuan giant whale baleen, cutting the Hell Behemoth meat, and helping to process other ingredients.

Xiao Jiu lit a bright fire for the Zhulong stove. Seeing that the time was almost up, he asked the fish in the form of an arowana to shoot a few oil arrows into the pot.

Bah!

Heat the pan and pour in the oil, the oil will be fragrant.

Xuexue, dressed like a girl with a silver gun, cast a questioning look at Luo He and said that she would call her when she needed to pour water.

Luo He smiled, his pet beasts were about to leave.

However, this most important dish has to be cooked by me myself!

During the Northern Song Dynasty in Luo He's previous life, there was a dish known as the highest level of Chinese cuisine, the Wuxiang Shen Tang.

This soup requires ninety-nine and eighty-one kinds of ingredients, simmered into nine kinds of soup stock.

Finally, take out a ladle of each of these nine kinds of soup stock, put them together, and then use a technique similar to boiling cabbage to remove the oil and turbidity, making the soup stock as clear as a mountain spring.

In modern times, there have been food bloggers who have reproduced this bowl of divine soup, which means that the recipe is indeed true.

In terms of taste, Luo He is confident that he can extract the essence and dregs from these 81 ingredients, extract the best taste, and combine them into the most perfect bowl of soup.

In terms of ingredients, the World Council has assisted Luo He in gathering what he needs, including many of the precious ingredients mentioned in the legend.

Everything is ready.

After carrying out preparatory steps such as frying and blanching the ingredients.

Luo He used the power of the Suzaku Cauldron to create nine large pots at the same time, allowing the Zhulong Stove to expand into a huge chassis with nine stove openings, and added various ingredients to the pot one by one.

Among the nine kinds of soup, the first is golden soup, which is also the most common soup in famous dishes. The representative dish is Buddha Jumping Over the Wall. The soup is golden and rich, leaving a fragrant aroma on your lips and teeth.

Luo He uses common ingredients in Buddha Jumping Over the Wall such as dragon bone, abalone, sea cucumber, ham, Shaoxing wine, skirt and ao. The keel is actually a real keel, which is very suitable for stewing soup.

The second is milk soup, which is a milky white soup made from stewed fish meat. It has a delicious taste and uses Tianyuan giant whale baleen and various fresh fish as the main ingredients.

The third one is clear soup. The representative dish is boiled cabbage. The best clear soup often uses chicken soup as raw material.

Therefore, Luo He chose the Titan Giant Chicken, the ancestor of the Reed Chicken.

The fourth is a delicious soup, which pays attention to slow stewing over a long fire to nourish and maintain health. It uses yam, red dates and lotus seeds as common ingredients. Xuexue's lotus seeds can be used just right.

The fifth is vegetarian soup, which is light and full of vegetable aroma.

The sixth one is a stew made from a mixture of various meats. Hell Behemoth meat is used to stew the soup, which tastes like a dream.

The seventh type is medicinal soup, which is stewed with various medicinal materials; the eighth type is dragon and phoenix soup, which is a combination of chicken and fish, and is stewed with various fungi; the ninth type is stewed for the second time. Two soups.

Eighty-one kinds of ingredients and nine kinds of soup stock with different flavors are simmered in nine large pots, creating a heavenly aroma.

Luo He divided the power of space into nine strands and controlled the heat of the nine pots at the same time to ensure that each soup could reach perfection.

In the eyes of Hill and others, Luo He's culinary attainments have reached the highest level.

Bai Ze stood quietly, a glimmer of light flashing deep in his eyes.

The old days.

The Nong Emperor stewed colorful soup to alleviate the famine in Donghuang.

today.

Luo He imitated the sages and stewed nine soups with nine cauldrons, intending to mend the sky!

About two hours later, the nine soups had reached a perfect state after being simmered by the Zhuque Cauldron and accelerated by the Zhulong Stove.

Just standing there, the delicious fragrance exuding from the Jiuding can't help but fascinate people.

Luo He solemnly took out a spoonful of the stewed soup, and finally gathered all nine kinds of soup into a bowl of thick soup.

"Is this what it will look like in the end?" Hill felt saliva secreting.

Luo He shook his head: "We still need to make it clearer."

The nine cauldrons were unified and turned into a Suzaku cauldron.

Luo He put the thick soup into the pot, added minced Behemoth meat and chicken, and the eternal spring water. During the boiling process, turbid substances adsorb on the minced meat, just like boiled cabbage.

At the same moment, Luo He carefully added the power of the world's origin into the soup one by one.

The restorative power contained in the origin of the world and the origin of eighty-one kinds of ingredients complement each other, and finally converge into a bowl of crystal clear soup.

When the soup was formed, no strange phenomena occurred in the heaven and earth.

It is colorless and as bland as a cup of spring water.

But that bowl of soup contained something of truth, which made the two supreme beings look at it with suspicion.

Bai Ze was slightly absent-minded.

From this bowl of soup, I actually saw shadows of countless famous Donghuang dishes such as Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, Boiled Cabbage, Feilong Soup.

This is a dish created by Luo He who has used his cooking skills to the extreme and mastered everything.

In other words, this soup contains Luo He’s own philosophy, the only way!

"Surprisingly, a bowl of soup actually combined the four origins..."

Hill murmured that this was something neither he nor the God of Death could do.

The corners of Death's lips curled up, and he said calmly:

"After surviving the disaster, we will also have a chance to taste it."

The young man in white clothes stood on a high slope, holding a bowl of soup in his hand, and Luo He's shadow was reflected in the soup.

"The invisible is better than the tangible, and the intangible is better than the tangible. It is actually the best soup in Donghuang."

Luo He said with emotion.

"Butian Tang... It's up to you to witness this scene."

With that said, Luo He picked up the bowl in his hand.

The power of the source is concentrated in the palm of the hand, evaporating the bowl of soup into white mist.

The World Tree swayed gently, and the rippling breeze blew the mist up into the sky, forming a white cloud.

This cloud is so strange. From any angle in the world, you can see this white cloud floating towards the crack.

It seems ordinary, but the most powerful people in the world are aware of the vision contained in it.

Northland.

"Your Majesty, look at that cloud!"

Karen pointed to the sky in shock.

I saw white clouds drifting leisurely towards the cracks, and where they passed, the cracks disappeared.

It's like an eraser, erasing the black lines and returning the whiteness to this land!

Hathaway looked quietly, with her hands on the brim of her navy hat, her eyes lonely, and she said softly:

"Ah...it's him..."

Sakurajima.

"Oh my god, the big hole in the sky was actually filled up by that white cloud!"

Ye Jianwu looked up and opened her mouth exaggeratedly.

Ye Zhi murmured: "There must be someone who achieved a miracle and saved the world."

"Could it be Master?"

Ye Jianwu guessed.

"Maybe it is." Ye Zhi said seriously.

Donghuang.

Xie Zhi, Jiang Xiangtian, Lao Jin, Hu Tu, Elder Kong...

A group of Donghuang's elders kept looking up at the sky, watching the white clouds drifting across the sky and smoothing the cracks in the sky.

"That kid Luo He has created another miracle." Elder Niu said with emotion.

Hu Tu took a deep breath.

Well done, Loho!

Countless people witnessed this scene, and indescribable shock spread throughout the world.

Tens of thousands of people rushed to the streets, pointing to the white clouds in the sky, discussing the disappearance of the cracks.

The whole world is in shock, but it has nothing to do with the long white clouds in the sky.

When the white clouds containing the power of repair float across the sky, repairing the cracks, the sunshine that has not been seen for a long time breaks through the haze and shines on the world.

After the fire is extinguished, it will no longer ignite, and no flood will pour down from the sky.

Some people looked up in shock, some knelt down to pray devoutly, some cried and some hugged...

The disaster is over.

This means the arrival of peace...and, new challenges.

Luo He felt that all his strength had been drained from his body, and all his efforts had been put into this bowl of soup.

When the white clouds in the sky dissipated and the bowl was empty, Luo He suddenly felt dizzy.

Behind him, Li Wanqing supported Luo He.

"You can rest now."

She whispered softly, her voice laced with distress.

Luo Heqiang cheered up and inspected everyone present.

A gentle smile appeared on Hill's face.

"Congratulations, Luo He."

The God of Death stared at Luo He silently, without speaking, and just nodded affirmatively.

"Successful!" Jiuselu said happily, "The big hole in the sky has really been filled!"

"Finally I can drink with peace of mind." Bai Ze took out the wine gourd and took a sip, saying with a smile.

The white cat stared at the repaired spinning wheel of destiny, then took a deep look at Luo He, and smiled helplessly.

"Jenny can no longer see your fate clearly, meow."

"Destiny, this kind of thing is not worth worrying about."

Luo He stood up with his body propped up, the sun shining on his white clothes, his side face resolute, and he said with a smile:

"I'm just a cook... Next, I have to prepare my wedding banquet."

Everyone looked around at each other and applauded.

Luo He and Xiao Jiu next to him looked at each other.

Xiaojiu stuck out her tongue and grinned: "Hey!"

Go home and have a big meal.

The scene when he first met Xiao Jiu seemed to reappear before his eyes.

The nine-sectioned wolf in the Yunling Mountains has grown into a powerful man who can stand alone and rival the myths.

Luo He touched Xiaojiu's fiery red hair and smiled.

"Let's go home!"

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