1422 God of food’s talent, the world anvil _1
Bai wushang was shocked, and it was as if a Thunderbolt had struck him from above, causing his limbs to go numb.
“This, this ...”
“This is my long-lost ... The ancestor?”
Bai wushang couldn’t believe that the legendary first ancestor of the human race, the great sage who was above the transcendent, was so similar to him in terms of appearance and figure.
“This is impossible ...”
because of the enhancent of my soul power and the different types of bloodline talents. my facial features have long been different from when. was young ...
this can’t be my ancestor. I’m completely reborn from my own body, and the blood flowing in my body is unique ...
Bai wushang’s eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, staring at the approaching spirit.
These facial features, this skin, this outline ...
Were they really not twin brothers? How could they be so similar!
The only difference was probably the temperant.
The spirit’s temperant was not solid enough, and it could dissipate into smoke at any ti.
In comparison, although Bai wushang was in a desperate situation, at least he had a complete body of flesh and blood, and still looked strong and masculine.
“We finally et ...”
The unknown existence that could not be described as ‘Ren zu’s incarnation’ had a deep gaze, like an entire abyss was sealed within.
He and Bai wushang looked at each other, their eyes at the sa level. There was neither a sense of superiority, nor a sense of emptiness and numbness, only mystery.
“Senior, why did you ...”
Bai wushang opened his mouth and was just about to say five words.
The spirit placed his index finger in the middle of his lips, signaling for him to keep quiet.
Then, with a light flash, he rged into Bai wushang’s body like an insignificant wisp of morning wind.
Bai wushang’s breathing suddenly stopped.
He felt the coldness penetrate his heart, and then it was like a raging fire, burning his internal organs, limbs, and bones.
Especially his soul sea.
The nine vortexes seed to have been violently stimulated, and they were like ferocious dogs pouncing on their food, tearing at the divine substance that had suddenly appeared.
A sense of weakness was expelled from his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Bai wushang slowly straightened his back, stepped on the river of blood, and stood in the void. The pressure of the DI zu swept across the world.
“Hu!”
He exhaled and suddenly shifted his gaze to the back of his right hand.
There was a pattern that only he could see from the beginning to the end. A small golden knife and a silver fork crossed like a sword and a spear, mysterious and unfathomable.
[ do you want to open the food God’s altar? ]
“Yes.”
The conversation that had been repeated thousands of tis was repeated again.
The tide of darkness wrapped around the soul, and suddenly, nothing could be seen.
In the next second, his eyes lit up. Bai wushang had arrived in an abandoned Palace. As far as his eyes could see, there were either broken stone pillars or cracked walls.
He had seen this scene thousands of tis.
But Bai wushang slowly turned around, and what was enough to make his pupils tremble was that the incarnated body of Ren zu had appeared behind him!
“Continue.”
Ren zu’s incarnation laughed.
It was just the most subtle change at the corner of his mouth, but it was as if he was in control of the universe, and all the secrets were hidden in his heart.
number of gourt cells stored: 20221215000 points ”
number of primitive fragnts stored: 888
Bai wushang stood in front of the bronze square tripod, his palm on the body of the tripod.
When the seven-colored fla gushed out and dyed the entire Palace as if it was a dream, he seed to wake up from a dream and no longer looked back or cried out in shock.
exchange for the rank 9 treasure chest of the culinary God!
“.. Exchange for all of them!”
No one guided Bai wushang to do this.
However, he had a feeling that he had to do it.
In the next mont, a strong wind blew in the palace, and the seven-colored fla shook violently.
The already broken wall creaked, and for the first ti in history, it seed unable to bear such pressure.
The treasure chest ... There were countless!
They floated above his head, lingered around his hands, and silently rested under his feet, like the stars in the sky.
And Bai wushang was the core of their group! He was the irreplaceable God of stars!
[ recipe: laughing haha stead bun ... ]
...
[ recipe: Kitty longevity peach ... ]
[ recipe: undefeatable Zombie’s heart ... ]
..
Recipes, recipes, other than recipes, there was still recipes.
Bai wushang had experienced a similar outco countless tis.
During the period of advancing to the interdiate stage of the sovereign ancestor realm, or even the later stage, the boundary door, the winter King’s pool, the foreign battlefield, the river of reincarnation ... No matter where it was, the evil spirits gathered, and the evil god believers were countless.
The number of gourt cells that Bai wushang had obtained through this was no longer increasing by millions, but by hundreds of millions! A few billion!
But! The God of cookery’s talent was clearly marked with a 0.1% probability, but even with more than five tis the number of lucky draws, it still couldn’t be captured!
And the recipes obtained, even if they were stacked with quantity and quality, many of them could be used for their own use.
However, the last ti he drew ” seven feathers flowing heart “, ” witch Tea Party “, ” lucky candy “, and ” boiling toast “, Bai wushang didn’t have the ti and energy to properly collect all of them and then enter the cooking stage.
New draws, no matter how many, how good the quality, or how cost-effective they were ...
...
Collecting the body materials of an extinct species or collecting a designated 20000-year-old divine dicine was not sothing that could be done easily. Whether it could be realized depended on luck.
Under these conditions, it had been a long ti since Bai wushang had been able to provide valuable high-level food products for his pet.
He was becoming less and less dependent on the food God’s altar, and many tis, he even lost his sense of existence.
But this ti, the discomfort was so strong.
Bai wushang transford into a ruthless lottery robot. He opened the treasure chest, read the items, and repeated these two actions back and forth, firmly executing them.
congratulations, you’ve obtained a 0.1% chance of obtaining the God of cookery’s talent item.
[ prompt: this item is called the ‘world anvil’. It is a high-level bloodline talent unique to the God of cookery. ]
[ with this talent, the host will no longer be bound by the will of the heavenly path. The host can use the world as an anvil and all living beings as fish. ]
The 7, 899th treasure chest. Bai wushang’s mind had entered the deepest level of stiffness, and his wrist was trembling uncontrollably.
[ding! All the talents of the God of cookery were gathered! [congratulations, host!] His talent had been raised to “top-notch “!
His eyes gradually regained their vigor, but this ti, he was no longer kicked out by the altar. Instead, he was wandering in the seven-colored divine light, like a god bathing in the Qi of Immortals, majestic and insufferably arrogant.
[ congratulations, the culinary God’s talent, world chopping board, has been automatically integrated into the ‘culinary God’. ]
[ding! All the talents of the God of cookery were gathered! [congratulations, host!] His talent had been raised to “top-notch “! [unlock level 10 treasure chest!]
[ding! [level 10 treasure chest opening failed. Reason: insufficient primordial fragnts!] [host, please continue hunting!]
the last talent, the God of cookery ... It’s called the world’s anvil?”
“A level nine treasure chest corresponds to a dizu, level ten ... Could there really be a realm beyond the dizu realm?”
In the deepest part of the river of reincarnation, Bai wushang was still. The seven-colored light was like fireflies dancing in the night, surrounding him. From his soul to his flesh and blood, it seeped through him bit by bit.
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