According to legend, there is a huge sacred tree that takes root in the void and grows upside down: the tree of the sky.
The laws of heaven are the soil from which it draws nutrients, and the divine essence of all things is the fertilizer from which it nurtures its fruits.
The tree of the sky blooms once every ninety thousand years and bears fruit every ninety thousand years.
When the fruit cracks and the seeds fall off, it can turn into the scorching sun.
When Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes again, he was already in a world of red magma, which was vast and extremely hot.
The lava flowing underneath is intimidating.
The old tree in the sky has its roots hanging upside down!
"The tree of the sky?"
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked. This thing that only existed in legends actually appeared in front of him.
The white horse passes by, the sacred tree blossoms, and then bears fruit, the fruit withers, and the seeds appear.
Amid the thumping sound, a white blazing sun suddenly appeared, then became transparent, suddenly fell down, and merged into Xu Xiaoshou's body.
"ah--"
The scorching energy returned to the sea of qi, and Xu Xiaoshou's blood dried up. He roared in pain.
Why?
Can even an illusion be so painful?
It shouldn’t be, it wasn’t like this last time!
Without thinking much, endless insights came to him in an instant. Xu Xiaoshou closed and opened his eyes. When he stared at the world again, what he saw were countless red light spots floating in the void.
"Fire element?"
He clenched his fists and said to himself...
Dream come true?
Flame Mastery?
Suddenly, the sound of the Sanskrit sound sounded, like an immortal whispering in the ears, the sound was like thunder, and he was enlightened.
Xu Xiaoshou listened intently, but his mind went blank. He persisted for a while and gave up struggling.
However, when his mind was empty, his voice became clear.
"...Heaven and earth are a furnace, creation is a work; Yin and Yang are charcoal, and all things are copper..."
Boom!
Hearing just one sentence, Xu Xiao felt as if he had been struck by lightning and could not hear anything else.
This Fang Xianyu's intention actually directly regards the world as a cauldron, and everything can be refined?
So scary!
Suddenly, a beam of light shot out from the magma, and the magic medicine was born.
Xu Xiaoshou had never seen this thing before, but he understood all its information at once:
"Nine Return Divine Mustard, an ancient magical medicine, made from the flesh and white bones of the living dead. It is extremely spicy and removes the fishy smell. It can be used as a meat accompaniment."
Xu Xiaoshou:???
WTF?
A big black bird flying over the sky and blocking out the sun, Xu Xiaoshou had never seen it before, but he instantly understood everything about it:
"Black God Song, a strange and ferocious beast from ancient times, full of divinity, delicious meat, and extremely elastic."
Xu Xiaoshou:???
My special hair?
Why is it that the first two sentences are okay, but the last few sentences are a bit off?
The previous version of Fantasy Land was so majestic and majestic. Why did your style of painting change suddenly when you two came out?
At this moment, Black God Song rushed towards Jiuhuan Shenji, and Xu Xiaoshou stretched out his hand inexplicably...
He didn't know why he reached out, but he felt that he should reach out at this time...
boom!
When the Black God bit the Jiuhuan God Mustard, a ball of invisible embers fell from the sky, the divine light dissipated, and a strange smell of meat overflowed. Before he could see clearly, the illusion fell apart.
"What happened?" Xu Xiaoshou was confused.
The last time he entered the illusion, his endless knowledge of swordsmanship allowed him to understand a thing or two in time, and knew that it was a passive skill related to swordsmanship, but this time...
Xu Xiaoshou initially guessed that it was related to the flames, but now he is not sure.
The "extremely spicy" and "delicious meat" in my mind...
It's like a nightmare that can't go away.
Without saying anything, he looked at the information column:
"Acquire mastery passive skill: Cooking Mastery!"
???
Several question marks clearly appeared on Xu Xiaoshou's forehead.
Cooking, cooking skills?
His eyes widened in disbelief, and his jaw nearly dislocated.
Why did you create such a magnificent world of magma? Even the tree of the sky and the blazing sun came out. I thought that this time the European Emperor was really possessed and had a "fire mastery"...
result……
Cooking skills?
Why don’t you go to heaven?!
There was a thud, and Xu Xiaoshou knelt on his knees, his eyes distracted, and he sat on the floor in a daze.
I finally went to Europe for a while, but in the end, such a parallel import came here?
"Proficient in cooking, haha..."
Um?
wrong?
Why is the floor a little hot?
Xu Xiaoshou's spirit returned and he stood up, only to see that the big bathtub had been overturned at some point.
Looking around, I saw that the house was in a mess. Even the two windows seemed to have been swept by a storm and had been smashed.
what's the situation?
Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank, and he suddenly thought of raising his hand to call the burning sun in the illusion...
Could it be that you have exploded once in real life?
"Plop!"
A familiar voice sounded, and Xu Xiaoshou's "perception" widened, and he could slightly see the invisible flames clinging everywhere.
Damn it?
Did I burn down the Lingzang Pavilion?
Xu Xiaoshou quickly used the "breathing method" to suck out all the surrounding flames, then patted his chest and took a breath.
"Fortunately, it's not a big problem..."
"Plop!"
The subtle sound came again, and Xu Xiaoshou felt his scalp numb and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
He stood up suddenly and looked down at the floor.
Could it be that the first and second floors were also on fire?
"My day!"
Xu Xiaoshou rushed down quickly without even thinking about it.
This cannot be burned!
There are all magical skills here!
I don't want to die yet!
Help!
…
Outside Lingzang Pavilion.
A man in black squatted in the grass.
He is the secret sentry left by Zhao Xidong. His only mission is to keep an eye on this place and notify everyone immediately if he sees the kidnapper appear.
"Ha~"
The law enforcement officer yawned. He actually didn't believe that the kidnappers could break into Lingzang Pavilion, but he was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.
Although this task was unreliable, he still paid attention to it.
Suddenly, he felt the temperature around him rise a little.
"what happened?"
I looked up at the colorful clouds on the horizon. The sun was gone. The temperature should have gradually dropped. How could it be...
Without thinking much, the Lingzang Pavilion not far away suddenly trembled violently, and the protective barrier appeared instantly, and then fluctuated rapidly.
"Boom!"
There was an even more exaggerated explosion than before, and the law enforcement officers' faces turned green.
He saw that two windows on the third floor of Lingzang Pavilion were destroyed in the blink of an eye, sawdust flew everywhere, and terrifying scorching energy spread.
The law enforcement officers were stunned. Is there really a kidnapper?
Is he blowing up the Lingzang Pavilion?
His foundation in Duantian Sangling Palace?
"Plop!"
There was a slight sound all around, and the weeds burned out instantly. He only felt a pain in his body, and his spiritual thoughts covered him, and he suddenly found that the surroundings were wrapped in an invisible flame.
"Enemy attack!"
A heart-rending roar echoed in all directions.
At this moment, he understood why Zhao Xidong was the leader as soon as he graduated from the inner courtyard. He had worked in Lingfa Pavilion for so many years but was still just a secret sentry.
The pattern is different!
look!
He had inferred everything from just a few words, but he actually had to wait until Lingzang Pavilion was bombed before he really believed it.
Fortunately, Zhao Xidong had already gone to call someone just now.
At this moment, he was horrified to find that the protective barrier of Lingzang Pavilion also had invisible fire rising, and he was shocked.