Strange World Little Cooking Saint

If you have to talk about Shi Yu's mood at this time, it is probably the same as Wan Yi's, or a little deeper than Wan Yi's.

That girl probably didn't even realize what kind of brilliance she had in her eyes when she was asking about her happiness. Shi Yu didn't know if she would understand her own intention, or if she would let this intention gradually dissipate with the passage of time, but at that moment, it really existed.

Just like her own liking for Wen Heng, no matter what the future holds, at this moment, she is sincere.

When you like someone, the sweetness of the cake meets all expectations for this relationship. It doesn’t need to be too sweet, so you don’t need to add sugar. Add a spoonful of peach blossom honey to the tea soup of Jinwudao tea leaves, stir it slightly and put it in.

The love that is not known to him is the secret sweetness and the unreciprocated bitterness. With the combination of bitterness and sweetness, green matcha powder is essential.

Then there is the main body of the cake. The cake is more popular because of its soft texture and rich sweet aroma. I believe that the spiritual plants produced in the manor will make a greater breakthrough in taste.

Shi Yu didn't seem to be preparing for a breakthrough, but more like giving himself a gift at this moment. She put her heart on the table very frankly, and then happily tasted her beautiful love.

Fat Cat watched her busy humming an unknown song. Originally, it wanted to help, but now it seemed that it wanted to sleep even more.

When Shi Yu was about to steam the cake, he turned around and saw that Fat Cat had already fallen asleep in the flowers, he couldn't help smiling, let the petals beside him fall to the ground, and covered it with a quilt.

In his sleep, Fat Cat returned to his childhood. Not long after it was picked up by the owner, it squatted on his shoulder and rode the clouds, and occasionally stretched out its claws to scratch the passing cranes.

The master told him not to be naughty, and coaxed it with a piece of pastry, telling him to be obedient and not to bully others. It licked its paws and ignored its owner, but for some reason, the pastry was very fragrant, and it was blown away by the wind, but it quickly gathered together, making its stomach groan.

It sniffed the scent carefully, and wanted to go over to eat it, but something pricked its face, and then woke up.

It was pierced by the flower thorns next to it, I guess I was very upset that the petals were covered by it as a quilt, and now I took the opportunity to use the thorns to get revenge.

The fat cat ignored it, it smelled the fragrance of the dream. With its head held high, it followed the scent, only to find that the scent was coming from the cauldron in front of it.

Are you awake? Shi Yu rubbed its head,

The time to wake up is just right, the cake is just cooked.

As he said that, he turned off the fire, and saw that the small cake, which was about the size of a palm, was slowly exuding its aroma.

Shi Yu took it down, and when the temperature dropped a bit, he spread delicate fresh milk cream on it, and then sprinkled a layer of matcha powder. A piece of green matcha cake is done.

Ah, it's finally ready. Shi Yu rubbed his hands together, and brought the cake to the stone table. The fat cat came over and sniffed it, but was scared off by the bitter taste of the matcha.

It knew that Shiyu was keen on making bitter dishes during this period of time, just to see if he could lure the sadness in the taster's heart. It's not very interested in this, so don't.

Don't you want to try it? Shi Yu was about to be cut by it.

Fat Cat took a step back and sat on the edge of the stone table, the resistance was obvious.

Haha, then I'll try it myself. She was also looking forward to the taste of the cake, wondering what her mood would taste like.

Cut off a small piece at the edge with a dagger, Shiyu put it in his mouth. The ingredients produced by Lingzhi are very delicate in taste, the soft taste is like chewing clouds, and the sweet tea fragrance is like clouds just passing through the high mountain tea garden. The combination of slightly bitter matcha and smooth cream resembles the unspeakable sweetness and bitterness in her heart.

I couldn't help but took a second bite, but because the crack in the cake was big, the middle part collapsed, and the peach blossom honey and thick matcha milk inside flowed out of the gap like lava, dipping the cake next to it After eating this milky lava, a sweeter taste immediately filled the whole mouth.

Sweets really make people happy, and she now feels an indescribable sense of grace in her heart.

It didn't take Shiyu too much time to eat all the palm-sized cake. She was in a particularly good state of mind at this time, and the spiritual power filled in her body was like warm flowing water, converging towards her limbs and bones little by little.

There is no violent feeling that broke through before, and it is more of a steady stream of fulfillment. But Shi Yu really knew that these strands were all spiritual power.

Sitting there cross-legged, Shi Yu circulated those spiritual powers over and over again, and took them for his own use. Soon, she felt that the spiritual power in her body was full, but there was still a little spiritual power in the center of the abdominal cavity, and she squeezed towards the surroundings.

Shi Yu began to use those spiritual powers to wash away the inner alchemy in his body. For every ray of spiritual power passing through Neidan, there will always be a ray left behind.

One strand here, one strand there, the inner alchemy finally began to transform...

There is no time in the mountains, especially in the immortal mansion where no one disturbs.

The lonely and delicate flowers inside are blooming on their own, occasionally accumulating a drop of spiritual dew rolling among the petals. Wu Daocha sometimes stretches its leaves, takes a look at Shiyu surrounded by cocoons of spiritual power, then closes his eyes again and continues to sleep.

When the magic vine sneaked close to the vitality spring for the eighteenth time to eat and was kicked back by enlightenment tea, Shi Yu, who had been silent for a long time, finally moved.

A crack appeared in the cocoon formed by spiritual power, and then it began to fall off. The falling spirit shell quickly dissipated in mid-air, revealing Shi Yu sitting cross-legged inside.

It's finally time to unite.

Shi Yu slowly opened his eyes, feeling a faint joy in his heart. After re-perceiving the spiritual power in her body, she stood up and stretched.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she feels that she seems to be a lot taller.

He turned around and left the Immortal Mansion, and went outside, only to find that it was snowing heavily outside.

It turned out to be winter? Didn't she stay in the Immortal Mansion for a month or two?

Looking at the heavy snowfall, Wen Heng was still here a year ago, unexpectedly, another year passed so quickly.

I don't know where he is now.

Just as he was thinking, he saw Sanpang and Changqin approaching.

I noticed this aura, so I guessed that you broke through. Changqin walked over and said.

Shi Yu was stunned when he saw him, and subconsciously wanted to see if there was that person behind him.

Don't look, he won't come.

What do you mean?

Half a year ago, after we entered the Cloud Palace, we found out that those monsters broke into the Cloud Palace wantonly to wake up the sleeping Demon Emperor. Blood is something that can stimulate the Demon Emperor. By the time we found out, it was already too late. He didn't like others to disturb his parents' sleep, so he fought with the Demon Emperor to the Heavenly Demon Abyss, and finally the two fell into the Demon Abyss together. Changqin said.

Splitting Heaven Demon Abyss... Shi Yu's eyes were lost for a moment, Where did he go...

Changqin only thought she was sad, and immediately said: Don't worry, although ordinary people will definitely die when they see Moyuan, but don't worry about him, he will definitely come back.

Shi Yu forced a smile.

Of course she knew that he would come back, and she also knew that he would stay in that abyss for twenty years, until...

Leaning against the pillar behind with eyes closed, until a icy flake of snow fell on her face.

The snowflakes melted, bringing a hint of coolness, and she also opened her eyes at this time, the clear pupils reflected the snow, and the anxiety and struggle just now gradually faded away.

Aspirants should not be afraid of the past or the future; walk the path that they think is right, and do things that they have no shame or heart.

All on the mind!