After Zhu Qi processed the ingredients in his hands, he shouted loudly. Milo stretched out his hand and put the cut fresh ingredients into the cauldron one by one. The originally overflowing meat aroma was suddenly filled with a strange fragrance.
At the same time, Milo's method of adding ingredients is also very interesting. Every time he drops the soup, the soup jumps, and the splashing juice turns into blooming lotus flowers in the cauldron.
An inexplicable peaceful atmosphere spreads around as the lotus blooms, but if you look closely, you will find that there seems to be an inexplicable dragon shadow emerging below the lotus.
The surrounding creatures were thoughtful, and they gathered some ingredients one after another and gathered around Milo. Although they didn't know the order, they handed the things in their hands to Yang Yu, Zhu Qi and Ding Wuli in turn.
"Did you help?"
The commander of the army, Fa, watched Miluo and the others from afar, and then looked at the movements of those cave creatures. An inexplicable emotion appeared in his eyes. He remembered that a long time ago, a group of creatures offered sacrifices to him in this way.
"I didn't do you any favors!"
A trace of smile appeared in the eyes of the emperor's shadow in the magic gun. He looked in the direction of Milo and said softly: "It's just a feedback from his good destiny."
"Good Karma?"
After receiving the emperor's suggestion, the commander of the army looked at Miluo. He immediately discovered the reason and understood the willingness involved. He also smiled and said: "It turns out that the sentient beings who have recorded the Taixu illusion have received feedback from them? It seems like this.
, His Shinto talent is really good. If it had been ten thousand years earlier, I would have let you pull him into Shinto. Unfortunately, the current environment is not suitable for Shinto, especially for an individual like him who has strong inspiration and weak cultivation.
, before reaching a certain level, knowing too much is not a good thing. And if you have cultivated enough, there is no such thing as divine way or immortal way."
"He was quite good in the Immortal Way. If he were transferred to the Shinto Way, he might not have the compassion he has now."
The emperor responded with a smile, feeling that the will of some souls in Hanxia's earth line was shining brightly.
These souls are the creatures from the Taixu Illusion Realm that Milo recorded back then. Although they have returned to their original state, they still feel the familiar atmosphere of the past and can't help but resonate with them. The earth veins are closely connected with the emperor and record part of the emperor's memories.
Resonance and sacrifice, coupled with the ancient memories from Abao as an introduction, eventually formed an inexplicable feedback, allowing the ancient records originating from the earth's veins to materialize around Milo.
In the eyes of the emperor, there were people standing next to Milo at this time. They were in ragged clothes, covered with rags and linen clothes, with exaggerated patterns painted on their faces. They were shaking the staff in their hands and dancing wildly.
He put on strange postures that were completely inconsistent with the human body structure, and chanted ancient sacrificial words in his mouth, which were consistent with the laws and principles between heaven and earth.
Ancient yet sacred, mysterious yet barbaric.
Listening to that ancient sound, the emperor seemed to see the crowd back then.
"Before today, I was the only one who remembered you! After today, maybe a few more people will remember you. That's not bad." The emperor looked at the people whose faces were unclear, and his mood changed slightly.
And his emotions inevitably affected the earth's veins, making Milo's simple cooking act more sacred and filled with unfathomable majesty.
Milo's mind was already in a state of confusion as the ingredients in the cauldron continued to cook.
The soup in the cauldron kept making sounds of "gurgling, gurgling, gurgling...", and the original meaty aroma and fragrance were completely mixed into one, turning into an elegant and distant aroma, but with a rough and primitive aroma.
go.
The fragrance that was extremely fresh but concealed a manic atmosphere made Yang Yu's nose twitch. Under the guidance of the accompanying treasure Abao, it seemed that he had come to the land of the ancient times. At this time, the vegetation was lush, but extremely dangerous.
'This is...' Yang Yu looked at Milo in the ancient scene and the beating figures around him, feeling inexplicably moved in his heart.
At this time, Milo began to put in new ingredients, just like the original Abao, first sheep, pigs, cows, chickens, ducks and fish, and later added leeks, wheat, millet, rice, eggs, fish,
Dolphins, geese, and later various fruits were added.
The addition of each ingredient made the soup in the cauldron thicker, and the figures of the worshipers around him were constantly changing.
Little by little, the original rags, animal skins and linen clothes transformed into a simple and ancient image wearing gold and jade, and then step by step, it moved closer to Hanxia's modern style.
During this period, Milo also put in the ingredients for the golden cooking jade meal.
And when the first ingredient belonging to Jin Chui Yu Cuisine fell into it, the soup started to boil, and there seemed to be some conflict, but under Milo's stirring, it slowly calmed down.
It was also at this time that Milo's power gradually developed an inexplicable connection with the golden and jade delicacies beneath his feet.
With the emergence of this connection, there are more connections between Milo and Hanxia.
Hundreds of billions of golden streams of light gathered above Milo's head, just like when he left the illusion of Taixu, forming an acre of golden clouds with thousands of golden lamps suspended in the clouds.
The brilliance of these golden lamps, each taken individually, is very weak, but the huge number makes the lights extremely bright, enough to illuminate this golden cooker and jade delicacy. All the creatures illuminated by the light are also from the madness.
Wake up.
As one creature after another wakes up, the golden lamps dim one after another, and then light up again, forming new golden lamps.
Between the light and dark, there are bursts of wonderful sounds accompanying each other. This wonderful sound is very unique and contains a kind of relief of letting go of the past, a kind of joy of meeting old friends again, and a kind of blessing for those who come after.
These complex emotions are essentially the result that the soul power corresponding to the golden lamp is fading, and the power in the cave is giving feedback.
Between dissipation and rebirth, Miluo remembered many people, many people from Hanxia's past, many people who were born in Dongtian that no one remembered, and many scenery that no one remembered before they were born in Dongtian.
These figures and scenery have become one of the new sources of power of the golden lantern, leaving new traces on the surface of the golden lantern.
The native creatures and monk Hanxia all looked in Milo's direction in surprise.
"Compassionate Light?!"
"The most precious light of merit?"
Brother Hanxia looked at the direction in the void, thoughtful in his heart, and bowed slightly in the direction of Milo. They had already felt the power in the light. It was not a certain person, but someone who had condensed the supreme power.
People with merit and precious light interact with the Dharma principles of this square cave and use the power of the wishes of all living beings to cleanse the four directions.
'It's just that with such methods, it may be difficult to suppress the changes in the cave sky!'
These Hanxia monks are all elites of various sects. Naturally, they can see that Milo's method can only temporarily suppress the ancient evil energy. Over time, even the most precious light of merit will not be able to withstand the continuous influence.
'What are his next steps?'
Brother Hanxia couldn't help but have a common question in his mind.
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