'This brilliance is very likely to be related to the Holy See. With the Holy See's current cultivation, even if he does not have any scheming, I am afraid that I will be affected...' Milo secretly whispered in his heart, and this is very likely to explode.
The danger was high and he was not good at what he came up with, so his first reaction was to ask his seniors for help.
It happened that the Tao and Dharma of the heaven and earth where Taiyi's incarnation was located in his hand had been gathered together. After copying another copy, Milo got up and went to Wenxuan Zhenjun.
Regarding Milo's arrival, Wenxuan Zhenjun had already expected it. Regarding the holy light in his body, Zhenjun could not find a suitable solution for a while. However, he also gave Milo a vaccination: "At the beginning, you
After integrating the authority of truth, I went to ask the emperor, as long as you do not leave the land of Hanxia and still practice the power of the Hanxia system, the emperor's power will protect you and no problems will arise."
After saying that, Wenxuan Zhenjun said again: "If you are really worried, why not help me arrange the venue for the Emperor's birthday banquet. From the beginning of the decoration to the beginning of the banquet, the power of me, Du'e, Shenwu and Subduing Demons has been shrouded there.
, and the shelter that naturally derives from the operation of Taoism and law. Staying there, even if the Holy See takes action himself, it cannot be silent."
"It is my honor to be able to contribute to the emperor's birthday banquet."
Naturally, Milo would not reject Zhenjun's kindness.
"Where are you going to start? The venue, the dishes or the sacrificial words? All three aspects are suitable for you. The venue involves the use of the light of the universe, the dishes are about the way of cooking and sacrificial rituals, and the sacrificial words are about sacrificial offerings.
and the way of words.”
"I have some experience in cooking, just the dishes."
"Well, the Sun Eclipse Immortal was still telling me a few days ago that he hopes to involve you in the customization of dishes. But cooking is not your path, and your cultivation is improving very fast, so there is no
To bother you. It would be best if you are willing to intervene now."
Having made a preliminary decision, Milo, under the guidance of Lord Wenxuan, went to the Golden Cooker and Jade Cuisine Heaven to meet the Shixian Weng.
This square cave sky has new changes compared to what Milo saw inside Hanxia.
Looking around, in addition to the scallion gray duck, marshmallow sheep, strange-flavored beef and mellow roasted suckling pig, there are also various food elves.
Of course, these elves have changed in appearance compared to when Milo first saw them in his home, Miao Youtian, and most of them took on a humanoid posture.
As soon as Milo walked into it, a palm-sized elf flew out. He looked to be seven or eight years old, with obvious baby fat on his face. He was very cute and covered with rabbit fur.
Wearing a gold-rimmed red cloak, his hands held a gilt and silver-patterned white jade spoon that was about the same size as him.
The elf was a little scared when he saw Milo. He hid behind the big spoon in front of him and said timidly: "You... hello... I'm here to pick you up. Is this Master Milo?"
Looking at the little guy in front of him, Milo inexplicably thought of the quail egg-sized, white, glutinous rice ball elf with a spoon in his hand summoned by the Immortal Eater. He asked casually: "Tangyuan?"
"exist!"
The elf cleverly responded loudly, then blushed and said, "I am Tangyuan. I haven't seen Master Milo for a long time."
"As expected, it's you little guy!"
Milo stretched out a finger and gently rubbed Xiao Tang Yuan's cheek. Just like before, a little bit of divine power gathered between Milo. With the intensity of the kneading, it blended into Tang Yuan's cheek, looking at his round and plump face.
His eyes were gradually filled with water vapor, and Milo couldn't continue teasing him, so he put it in his hand.
When Milo retracted his finger, Tangyuan's fleshy little face seemed to rub against Milo's fingertips reluctantly. Although he quickly reacted and hid behind the spoon with a blushing face, but looking at
Milo, who saw everything, couldn't stop the smile in his eyes. He said softly: "You will guide the direction."
Tangyuan was a little embarrassed, but he was still very responsible for his work. He waved his spoon and pointed in one direction: "This way."
Milo, who was holding the cloud light, followed the guidance of Tang Yuan and flew towards the depths of the cave. The closer he got to the inside, the heavier the smell of red dust and fireworks. At the same time, the ingredients that appeared here became all kinds of strange. Except for things that Milo could understand,
There are also many ingredients that ordinary people cannot imagine.
Milo looked at the huge divine corpse placed in an open space. The image of the divine corpse was similar to that of Taiyi's incarnation at the last moment of the world. The monster guarded by the sky-reaching light pillars was transformed from the four directions, and it looked like the wings of countless birds.
Piece it together at will.
When Milo's eyes fell on the divine corpse, it seemed to be aware of the falling gaze. Thousands of wings flapped randomly at the same time, and tiny flowing clouds and whirlwinds emerged from its feathers.
At the same time, with the emergence of the flowing clouds and whirlwind, the tiny vitality in the millions of wings also began to increase, and the power was restored bit by bit.
"The whirlwind, clouds and mist, and a little bit of authority from the sky, plus this shape and huge vitality, is it a god or a fallen evil god?"
Facing Milo's question, Tangyuan said softly: "I don't know this either. I heard from the immortals and others that this thing is the product of the mistaken fusion of the remaining powers of the gods after the collapse of a certain world. According to the way it was born, it should be ancient
God, but being conceived by mistake and being disgusted by order should be a divine evil. The reason why we put it here is because the number of authorities with the sky attribute in Han Xia is relatively small, and the immortal hopes to deal with it well, extract the power of the internal authority, and transform it into a god.
To make food that can be absorbed and digested.”
"Those are the same over there? Where did the Food Immortal Man find so many strange-looking ingredients? Although they have been processed, if I read it correctly, many of them are the products of the alienation of the chaotic demonic energy. These things can be cooked
It’s not easy.”
Milo looked at the many corpses behind the Ten Thousand-Winged God, and saw that some of their shapes had millions of tentacles, as well as the sticky body, which should have been born in the ocean; some had three tails, six heads, and eleven legs.
They are made up of animals such as cows, tigers, dogs, chickens, monkeys, etc., and they should have been born on land; some are almost like a puddle of mud, and they should have been born deep in the earth...
Tangyuan thought for a while and said: "Most of these were sent by the Demon Lord. When the immortal reached a bottleneck in cooking, he asked the Lord to provide some high-quality ingredients, hoping to improve the emperor's dishes. Then
Every few days, Lord Fumo will send some corpses of fallen gods that have been simply processed, or things like the one in front that I don’t know how to divide."
"Suppressing the Demon Lord?"
Milo nodded, no longer wondering where the "food" from the Immortal Eater came from. As one of the two true monarchs guarding Hanxia's periphery, True Lord Shenwu was more inclined to fight in groups or with legions, while True Lord Subduing Demons
This is to deal with some entities that are powerful individually, have flexible movement capabilities, and are difficult to encircle and suppress.
Only this person can ensure the integrity of the ingredients.
Milo continued to move forward, and after passing through various ingredients, he saw hundreds of cooking gods busy under a huge stove.
The power of these kitchen gods is not very strong. According to the rank of Han Xia, most of them are only at the sixth or seventh level.
Observing their clothes carefully, most of them are former disciples of Baiweilou, and the rest are masters with superb cooking skills from various places who were enshrined after their death. Only less than ten of them have weak Shinto aura and strong Immortal aura. Obviously
They are the disciples of Baiweilou who have broken through the Tianyi realm on their own and soared into the sky. The position they are standing in is also the position closest to the stove.
But regardless of their position or cultivation level, at this moment they are like kitchen workers in the world, doing the most basic work of processing ingredients, dismembering materials that ordinary people cannot handle at all, and using their own authority for secondary processing.
Most of the ingredients processed in this way can be said to have fallen from order into chaos, and then returned from chaos to order. The power may have been reduced, but the mystery behind it has been greatly improved.
Looking at these processing techniques and cooking methods, Milo understood that one of his major weaknesses was that he was not good at handling these weird and rare ingredients.
He carefully observed everyone's methods, hoping to learn some exquisite techniques from them and strengthen his cooking ability in Miao You Tian Nei Zuo Shan Fu.
But this observation did not last long, and was interrupted by the Immortal Eater. He stood in front of a huge stove and shouted to Milo: "Miluo, here."
Milo stepped forward and immediately felt a hot breath. He lowered his head and saw where the wood was burning inside the stove. It was clearly a lot of processed waste food.
Those mixed forces with a strong atmosphere of chaos, or completely mixed with authority, turned into new forces under the special flame, allowing the foundation of the new order to be born from the old chaos.
These methods are somewhat similar to the power of inheritance from generation to generation of the [Human Zu Suiren clan] recorded in the Miluo Treasure Scroll, as well as the power of change and innovation in the three pure qi.
At this time, a brand new dish was being cooked in the large pot on the stove.
The prototype of this dish should be braised pork, but in terms of specific operation, Shixianweng made innovations.
Milo glanced at the pork belly soaked in the green wine next to him, and felt carefully that the source of the meat should be related to the strange corpses below. At this moment, the green wine blocked the atmosphere of chaos, and there was a slightly chaotic atmosphere inside.
Under the influence of the wine, it penetrates out and turns into little dark red grease, suspended on the surface of the wine.
A young man not only brushed off the oozing grease and put it aside to seal it, but every move he made by brushing it off and sealing it was a purification of the pork belly. At the same time, he was strengthening the connection between the pork belly and the wine, allowing the wine to
The flavor penetrates into the meat.
Next to the pork belly, there are hundreds of different kinds of fats and sugars. Each fat and sugar comes from a different source. There are vegetable oils, animal oils, and some Milo whose origins are unknown. As for the origin of the fats and sugars, there are also some.
White sugar should be basically the same, but it is born in different places, made in different ways, and the crystallized inside contains different emotions.
After the two fell into the pot, they were mixed under high temperature. As the huge spoon stirred gently, a huge vortex was formed in the pot. The color gradually changed from the original translucence to burnt yellow, and then to brown.
Finally, under the high temperature of the flame, bubbles began to pop up.
These bubbles were not just bubbles. Milo could see that the Immortal Eater had put a lot of thoughts into them. Therefore, when those bubbles disappeared, all the syrup returned to its original translucent state. The Immortal Eater repeated the previous steps.
Action, put various fats and sugar into it, and cook it repeatedly to make the syrup extremely viscous and shiny.
At this time, the pork belly has also absorbed all the turquoise wine, becoming very transparent and a bit like jade.
The Food Immortal Weng picked it up and put it into the pot. At the same time, there were many seasonings dropped.
In an instant, the flame burns, and the condiments evaporate in the flame, leaving only a slight fragrance. As the sugar color penetrates into the meat, the dish that should have been simmered for a while is instantly out of the pot.
"Come and taste it."
As the dish took shape, a slight glimmer of light appeared on the young man standing next to the Immortal Eater, and his strength increased to a certain extent.
"Food elf? No, the breath is a little different. Its concept is broader than a certain type of food, and it is more suitable for a certain type of food..."
Milo was a little surprised. He had previously thought that this young man was a disciple of the Immortal Eater. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a food spirit just like the glutinous rice balls spirit. He looked at the young man's condition carefully and found that his concept was much bigger than that of glutinous rice balls.
The Food Immortal Old Man looked at Milo and praised: "As expected of you, you can see the essence of meat dishes at a glance. How about the concept I improved on the original basis based on your last suggestion? Isn't it a bit surprising?
Your expectations."
"I originally thought that you would differentiate based on the cultural characteristics of different places, but I didn't expect that you would also divide them directly based on the main ingredients of the dishes. It's no wonder that you asked him to help you handle the...pork belly earlier."
When talking about pork belly, Milo obviously paused, then looked at the plate handed to him and refused: "Before that, can you tell me the origin of this meat?"
"What, you still care about these things?"
The Immortal Eater was a little surprised. In his eyes, Milo was a very outstanding junior. His personality and mentality were much better than those of his peers. Logically, he should have seen through the foreign minister's problems.
Hearing this, Milo immediately understood the idea of the Immortal Eater. He picked up Kuaizi and picked out a piece of pork belly wrapped in syrup. Before putting it into his mouth, he explained: "The main thing is that I found that I am not very good at handling these weird ingredients.
, I want to try it myself."
After saying that, the extremely plump piece of pork belly was put into Milo's mouth. The strong aroma instantly burst along his tongue and in his mouth, and then a bright red glow spurted out from his mouth.
At the same time, the extremely hot breath spread to the surroundings with the rays of light. The rolling heat waves gave Milo the illusion of being in a furnace. Some sweat stains appeared on the surface of the body that had long been protected from the cold and heat.
Milo's eyes widened slightly and he whispered: "The smell of fire."
Hearing this, the Food Immortal Old Man's eyes lit up: "You really ate it."