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In the antique guest room, Wang Yan sat cross-legged, and the greedy snake next to him was crawling on the stool, listlessly swallowing the snake letter.

In the space of the storage bag, looking at the shickcophagus that flashed out of the shiny lower grade Yuan stone again, Wang Yan's face was dark, and he was already extremely angry.

According to his guess, at this moment, the Yuan Stone that snatched the other storage bag of the Reverse Refining Sect Elder should have been sharply reduced by half again.

"My Yuan Shi..."Wang Yan wanted to cry without tears, but he didn't have the slightest way, his mental power was ethereal, he was just able to control it, but he couldn't shake the sarcophagus in front of him at all.

"Huh... I can't believe that you little guy has awakened so quickly, but... How stingy, it's just a little bit of Yuan Shi, and Uncle Ben will double it back to you in the future. Just when Wang Yan was sad and angry in his heart, in the small space, a lazy sound suddenly came out, which made Wang Yan slightly stunned, his pupils shrank fiercely, and his sharp gaze swept across the gray space within a radius of five zhang, and finally landed on top of the sarcophagus.

"The perception is quite keen, but Uncle Ben is just a wisp of spirit, if you don't advance to the rank of Xuanpin and have spiritual power, I can't communicate with you, and now, you can't see me at all, you can only communicate spiritually. The cold voice came out again, which shocked Wang Yan's heart.

"Who are you?" Wang Yan looked at the dark sarcophagus with vigilance and asked, this sarcophagus is mysterious, and it is also his greatest reliance, but now a so-called spirit has inexplicably appeared, which makes Wang Yan have to be vigilant.

"Who am I?..."

"Who am I... Not... You can call Uncle Ben... Chef... Hmmm? It's a good name, and it sounds a bit more domineering. The lazy voice carried a hint of confusion, as if he was stuck in a memory, and in the emptiness, his voice came out again, making Wang Yan's brows furrow.

"Kitchen Spirit..."Wang Yan's face became a little strange, this dark sarcophagus has a mysterious origin, and the previous life has accompanied them for two generations, making them stand at the top of the pyramid of the food industry, and then they came to this fantasy world inexplicably, and it is more mysterious, not only can increase the quality of raw materials, but now it has also given birth to this so-called spirit.

This kind of everything, although it is incredible, but after a short silence, Wang Yan also acquiesced, no matter what, this sarcophagus is of great help to himself, and it has saved his life, so it should not pose any threat to him.

However, the only thing that made Wang Yan's flesh hurt was the speed at which this sarcophagus devoured the Yuan Stone... It's terrible, the low-grade Yuan Stone that I have worked hard to accumulate for a few months should not be left now.

"Since you call yourself a kitchen spirit, then you must be quite remarkable in terms of your cooking skills?" Wang Yan asked again, and the kitchen spirit seemed to be extremely weak, and only after half a sound did he speak again.

"Uncle Ben is just a wisp of remnants, don't expect me to help anything, and I'm extremely weak now, I can only exist by clinging to the sarcophagus, and when I recover, it may be of some help to you. The kitchen spirit spoke again, but with a hint of weakness.

"What do you mean... Do you need a lot of Yuan Stones to be able to recover?" Wang Yan's eyelids jumped wildly, pulled the corners of his mouth, and asked at the dark sarcophagus.

"Ahem... That's true, if it wasn't for helping you resist the demon thunder of that day, Uncle Ben wouldn't be so weak, and you can rest assured, when Uncle Ben recovers, the benefits you get are not only comparable to this Yuan Shi. The so-called kitchen spirit coughed dryly, and it seemed to be a little embarrassed, and the voice came out again, making Wang Yan pout.

"Now that I'm in the imperial capital, I won't be able to get a large number of low-grade Yuan stones in a short period of time, and even if I return to the black shop, with your usage, I won't be able to support you. Wang Yan said with a dark face to the kitchen spirit in the sarcophagus.

"Hey...... Uncle Ben is a spirit that eats white food? Moreover, the second form of this ascension coffin also requires a large number of yuan stones, and once it is opened... Forget it, it's useless to tell you now. The cook seemed a little embarrassed, but then, in his deep mutter, the conversation changed.

"Don't worry, if you save a little money, these yuan stones are enough for me to last for about half a month, but there is no need to be too anxious, before that, in order to express the sincerity of Uncle Ben, it is better to raise your physical strength first. ”

"However, I just don't know if you can bear it. The voice of the kitchen spirit came out, which made Wang Yan's heart stunned, and immediately showed a hint of interest, but a trace of doubt passed through his heart.

He now knows the name of this sarcophagus, but Wang Yan still doesn't know anything about the so-called second form, but it seems that this kitchen spirit doesn't seem to be ready to tell him, and therefore, Wang Yan is not in a hurry, anyway, there will be time in the future, and he will always know...

"Boy, do you remember the red Heavenly Demon Thunder?" Seeing that Wang Yan was silent, the voice of the kitchen spirit came out again, and Wang Yan was stunned and nodded lightly.

"Although the demon thunder was trapped in the sarcophagus by me that day, it is difficult for Uncle Ben to refine this fragile spirit now, so it will be cheap for you kid. ”

"However, if the matter in the imperial capital is over this time, you have to help me find some yuan stones as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep those ingredients, and as for the transformation of vitality, don't even think about it..."

At the time of Xifengling, the last red Heavenly Demon Thunder had been absorbed by the dark sarcophagus, and Wang Yan had always thought that it had already dissipated, but he didn't expect that it still existed in the sarcophagus.

For the Heavenly Demon Thunder who almost tortured people and was worse than death, looking back at this moment, Wang Yan still had some lingering palpitations, but... The effect of the demon thunder refining the flesh body that day was indeed quite terrifying.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Yan gritted his teeth, and then nodded fiercely, how to become a real strong man without being able to endure the hardships of some ordinary people.

"Deal. ”

"Hey, hey... Uncle Ben really didn't misunderstand you, since that's the case, let's get ready to start, and when we communicate with Uncle Ben in the future, we can just pass on our ideas. Seeing that Wang Yan agreed, the kitchen spirit opened his mouth one after another, and Wang Yan also rolled his eyes, and then nodded.

"By the way, Kitchen Spirit, do you have any anti-heaven exercises, martial arts, or anything? If so, I can exchange them for Yuan Shi at that time." Wang Yan's voice fell, causing the kitchen spirit to be stunned for a moment, and after a while, the voice came out again.

"With your scum body that has not even reached the Ning Yuan Realm, you want martial arts skills from Uncle Ben? Moreover, cough... Uncle Ben is a chef, and his main specialty is food, and... In the future, you are not allowed to call me Chef Ling, how can you say that Uncle Ben has also saved your life, and I have experienced thousands of years, it is not too much to call me Chef Lingye, right?" The sound of Chef Ling came out, making Wang Yan roll his eyes, although he didn't know what this guy would look like, it could be detected from this short exchange, this guy should have some unusual origins.

"Okay, quickly withdraw your spiritual power, since Uncle Ben promised you, let's start refining your physical body now, and see how much your physical body can bear. Without waiting for Wang Yan to speak again, a gust of wind suddenly swept out, sending Wang Yan's spiritual power directly out of the storage bag.

"Whew..."In the room, Wang Yan's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and then his brows furrowed slightly, this so-called kitchen spirit appeared too suddenly, so that now that the spiritual power has returned to the body, he still feels a little trance.

At this moment, in the storage bag, a red thunderbolt like a needle suddenly flashed out, directly into Wang Yan's clothes, and quickly walked away, making his spirit, which was still in a trance, instantly clear.

"Damn... Uh..."Wang Yan stopped abruptly before he could say a word, and at this moment, an indescribable severe pain suddenly came out of his body, and the sharp pain invaded all corners of his body, like lightning wandering, constantly transmitting to the brain, causing the clothes outside Wang Yan's body to burst instantly, turning into fragments and falling into pieces.

On the bronze skin, he could clearly see a small electric light like a small snake, quickly moving around him, at the same time, Wang Yan's face was hideous, the green tendons above his forehead were stirring, and his body spasmed from time to time while clenching his teeth.

"Uh... Ahh

In the room, the body of the greedy snake had already turned into a two-zhang long body, looking at Wang Yan's painful expression, his thick body stood up, revealing a helpless look, but the cold snake pupils swept the direction of the door and the window from time to time, obviously with its spiritual intelligence, it also realized that Wang Yan was now in cultivation.

That's it. It lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour, and the fine red thunder that was constantly circulating around Wang Yan's body gradually disappeared, and at the same time, beyond the bronzed skin, the thin streaks of red like blood lines were also slowly fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Whew..."Wang Yan gasped heavily, although his physical strength was already quite strong, but the small Heavenly Demon Thunder just now still brought him an unspeakable pain, that pain was incomparably strong, and it traveled to any corner of his body, that kind of taste, so that when he opened his eyes at this moment, the corners of his mouth were also pulled fiercely.

Slowly calming down the undulating chest, Wang Yan looked at the blood lines on his upper body that gradually faded away, and his palm suddenly clenched, and a filling force that was stronger than before surged in an instant, making Wang Yan grin and show satisfaction even though his breathing was still unstable.

"Although this heavenly demon thunder is violent, it does have a good effect on quenching the body..."Wang Yan said secretly in his heart, stretched out his hand and pressed the cortex on his arm, and suddenly a toughness like cowhide came to the touch, making Wang Yan nodded, under the tempering of this heavenly demon thunder, his body and skin have also been strengthened to a certain extent.

"Come again. Feeling that most of his body had still recovered, Wang Yan murmured in his heart, but there was a tenacity in those words.

"Hmm, although this heavenly demon thunder was sealed by me with the help of the sarcophagus, and some of the rage factors in it were removed, it still has a strong destructive power, you can withstand such a small thunder is not bad, are you sure, you don't need to completely recover before trying?" In his mind, the voice of the kitchen spirit quietly sounded with a hint of surprise, and Wang Yan was unmoved, gritted his teeth, and nodded fiercely.

"Come on..."

Wang Yan's voice fell, and the kitchen spirit seemed to fall into a short silence, and then, a small stream of red thunder once again went down the storage bag, and instantly fell on Wang Yan's body at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

"Uh..." In the room, Wang Yan's almost suppressed roar of pain was heard again...

In one night, Wang Yan consumed a total of four tiny Heavenly Demon Thunders to refine his physical body, and later, even the kitchen spirit couldn't help but sigh in admiration, and he also had a trace of admiration for Wang Yan's extraordinary tenacity.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, there was a hint of fish belly white on the horizon, and in the room, on the bed scattered with fragments of clothes, Wang Yan, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, quietly opened his eyelashes with his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Whew... It's really... Pain and joy..."