Strange World Little Cooking Saint

What is the root of the gods? Shi Yu asked.

The rhizome is very similar to the image of a god, so we call it the root of the god. San Pang explained, Actually, this is also the way of Lingzhi's disguise. Usually this kind of thing grows on the side of the road. Some people fear the gods, so it is not very Dare to do it. However, the roots of ordinary gods are the size of a palm, and only when they are mature and the essence of wood is poured into them, will they grow bigger and bigger.

Saying that, it hugged such a big god root, The essence of wood in it should be almost a catty, no wonder that monster is reluctant to eat it.

The essence of wood has accumulated a lot, and it will eventually condense into something similar to the essence and blood in the human body. The three drops that Sanpang forced out last time are enough.

Shi Yu touched the root of the god, took a precious medicine of about two thousand years from the storage bag, and threw it into the pool. It's too much to steal something from others and not even give them a soup.

Let's go.

it is good.

After they left, a beast head emerged quietly from the pool. It grabbed the precious medicine and took a bite, looked at the far away human race, and sank again.

With so many essences of wood, Shi Yu thought in his heart that San Pang's internal injuries might not have recovered, so he just gave it a supplement.

So in the afternoon, a group of people came out of the swamp and stopped by a stream.

In the unspoiled deep forest, the water is clear and spiritual, and the mountains are green and alive. At the end of mid-spring, the young leaves are layered on top of each other, and the unknown flowers under the tree are blooming leisurely and wantonly. This kind of spring scene can't help but make people linger in it.

Open the root of the gods, and it is full of green water. The rich wood attribute aura made Sanpang take a deep breath, and he almost collapsed on the ground.

It has no resistance to this thing.

Shi Yu took another jade-petal fairy lotus out, refined it into juice with the spirit of fire, and put it into the flour together with the essence of wood. After kneading the dough, Shi Yu asked San Pang to go to the forest to pick some wild fruits and mushrooms.

She herself cleaned up the monsters brought by the Fire Qilin. The meat is cut into strips, marinated with sauce, then fried with potato flour, and finally salt and soy sauce are added. The sauce-red meat is oily and looks extremely delicious.

Let the meat cool first, cut the noodles into layers and brush with oil, and then steam them in a pan. The mountain mushrooms are washed and diced, and put in a casserole for making sweet milk soup.

When the smell of meat came out, one spirit, two beasts and three fires had already sat upright around the side. When Shiyu opened the steamer and took out the steamed noodles,

San Pang couldn't wait to say: Is this making dumplings?

No, but it's about the same. This time I'm making spring pancakes. If you want to stuff them, you have to do it yourself. Shiyu slapped away their claws that were secretly stretched out, and said helplessly: Wait a minute, I still have to do it. There are side dishes.

What else? San Pang couldn't help drooling as he looked at the spring pancakes, which were as shiny and green as bodhi leaves.

Soon. In fact, they are shredded cucumbers and green peppers. They are grown in Xianfu, and they can be shredded very quickly.

However, she still underestimated the attraction of the essence of wood to all wood monster spirit plants. When she just shredded the cucumber, the woods behind them rioted.

Countless rattan sticks were drawn towards them, and San Pang was so frightened that he ran away with the pot in his hand.

Shi Yu, who was about to put the cucumber shreds aside, stopped in mid-air, ...

What are you running for? Shi Yu chased after him.

Those old guys want to grab food from me. San Pang snorted angrily.

Isn't there a fire spirit here? What are you afraid of?

Only then did San Fatty remember this matter, Yeah.

So, three minutes later, the three fire spirits circled a place in the middle of the forest and came out. Shi Yu and the others were in the middle of the fire circle, eating and drinking soup leisurely. Outside the circle of fire, where are the paper strips of various trees, eagerly looking forward to it, but because of the spirit of fire, I am afraid to go any further.

The palm-sized green spring pancake skin is wrapped with sauce-red meat strips, white and green cucumber strips, red radish shreds, and green chili cubes, dipped in sweet sauce made from fresh fruits, rolled together, and wrapped in one bite. In the mouth, a full mouthful was stuffed in, and the satisfaction of being filled with food came spontaneously.

The essence of wood is indeed a good thing that is missed by all spiritual plants. Shi Yu can clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body has accumulated a little.

She is now at the ninth level of body and spirit. If she can eat something like the essence of wood every day, she should not be far from breaking through.

After eating a few pieces of spring pancakes, San Pang sighed contentedly. Then I specially wrapped one around the fire ring to seduce the branches outside.

Come on, come and grab it~ Sanpang twirled around, and finally ate the spring pancakes slowly in front of them, causing a riot outside.

Seeing its frivolous appearance, Shi Yu asserted, Sooner or later, it will be beaten.

Then she saw the fire unicorn flying up, kicking San Pang out of the ring of fire.

Immediately, the branches saw the opportunity and stretched out overwhelmingly. San Fatty was dragged to the side with an oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo and was greeted with a fat beating. While being beaten, it shouted: Fire Qilin, you bastard, you're finished!

Looking at Huo Qilin again, he is busy eating Hesai, so he doesn't care about his threat. As for Sanpang's good buddy Yun Beast, he is holding the sweet milk soup and licking it in small mouthfuls at the moment. It is probably the result of a bumper harvest that makes him especially cherish the soup made of fine milk.

In the end, Shi Yu couldn't stand San Pang's demon voice, and threw a few spring pancakes into the forest, and then rescued San Pang.

You still love me when I was young QAQ~ When San Pang crawled back, on the table, Huo Qilin just swallowed the last piece of spring pancake.

Fire Qilin, you are going too far!!! With Sanpang's scream, the two started fighting.

Shi Yu shook his head while watching, There's still in the pot, I'll do it again. He's a few hundred years old, just like a child.

The flames of war stopped for a while.

But……

After half an hour...

Shi Yu slammed the table angrily, Are you pigs??? It's been an hour, and you're still not full! Huo Qilin, look at your body fat, whether you still lose weight! I tell you, if you eat again, You can go without firing for the next three days.

So one spirit, two beasts and three fires all put down their chopsticks in unison.

Hi~ Ri Xinhuo even hiccupped.

Shi Yu raised her forehead, she felt that if this continues, she will be poor sooner or later.

After eating, the group rested in the woods. Those branches were estimated to be a gift from Shiyu in gratitude, and a layer of nets was built with branches on the treetops for them to lie on and rest on.

Shi Yu looked at the white clouds passing by in the sky, thinking that he didn't know where Wen Heng was at this time.

There is too much difference in cultivation, even getting close has become a luxury.

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At this moment, Wen Heng's hair loss once again became the focus of everyone.