In Qiankun Valley, the man known as the King of Lanling was dressed in a blue robe, his appearance was handsome, his skin was as white as snow, and he looked weak, more like a scholar. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He stood there quietly, his hands behind his back, and when a pair of eyes swept over Wang Yan, he smiled and nodded, and then landed on the kitchen spirit above the dark sarcophagus.

"I... Who am I? I call myself the Cook. The kitchen spirit showed a brief confusion, and then took a deep breath, and when the voice came out, his figure moved, and he dodged down from the top of the dark sarcophagus, and at the same time, in the palm of his hand, the sarcophagus that had been filled with black light before also appeared in the sight of King Lanling.

"Gathering Spirit Coffin..."King Lanling's eyes narrowed slightly, blurted out, his expression showed excitement and complexity, he reached out and gently stroked the dark coffin lid, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"I understand," King Lanling said softly, and as his voice fell, the kitchen spirit nodded, acquiescing.

"That's right... My body is a collection of the essence of the lives of the eight of you, and it can be regarded as another rebirth of the eight of you, although this rebirth is only the inheritance of memory. The voice of the cook spirit was also full of emotion, obviously his memory was mottled, but he passed on some of the memories of the eight people at the same time.

"This little guy must be the host of the Gathering Spirit Coffin..."King Lanling showed an emotional look on his face, and as soon as he spoke, his eyes also fell on Wang Yan, and after looking up and down for a moment, he nodded with satisfaction.

"The skills of the kitchen are not bad... However, the overall strength is still too weak. King Lanling did not shy away from it at all, and said again, while Wang Yan on the side smiled bitterly and fell silent, vaguely guessing what was happening in front of him.

"Let's go... Let's talk, by the way... I don't know how many years, I haven't tasted the food of the world. Seeing that the two were silent, King Lanling said again, and then, with a wave of his palm, a stone table and three stone benches suddenly appeared.

"Let's go, since King Lanling has appeared, then some things should be known to you. The cook said solemnly, and the usual pride was also put away at this moment, and after the voice fell, he and the two of them sat down separately, and Wang Yan also sat down on the last stone bench after a little groaning.

"Little one... What is the name of this dish?" King Lanling made a palm move, and the Qiankun pot instantly fell on the stone table, and at the same time, his eyes showed a look of interest, and he asked.

"Water blast dragon carp. Wang Yan said respectfully, as the eighth generation of the kitchen emperor, King Lanling's contribution to the kitchen and his attainments are far beyond the reach of others, even if it is just an obsession now, it is still worthy of Wang Yan's respect.

"Good name. King Lanling praised, and then, his eyes fell on the floating fish in the crystal soup, the snow-white fish meat was fragrant and delicate, so that he licked his lips and sucked it gently, as if he smelled it again, revealing an intoxicated look.

"You two don't have to care about me, as an obsession, even the spirit no longer exists, I can only smell it, but... This taste is really nostalgic. King Lanling said with a smile, with a free and easy voice, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan took out three small blue and white bowls, filled some fish and soup, and distributed them to the two of them.

"For thousands of years... I thought that even this last trace of obsession would dissipate in this Qiankun Valley, but I didn't expect... I waited until someone came in, and I successfully awakened this last trace of obsession. King Lanling said with a smile, taking a deep breath of the taste of the water burst dragon carp.

"Little one... Haven't you always been curious about where I came from? I'll tell you all. The silent kitchen spirit on the side smiled, and then his eyes fell on Wang Yan, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan nodded in silence.

"My birth... Originated from this coffin. The chef pointed to the dark sarcophagus on the side, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

"To be precise, this coffin has buried a total of eight people, they are all geniuses of the previous kitchen, whether it is cultivation or the attainment of the kitchen, they have reached a very high level, of course, it is in the era of prosperity in the food continent, and among them... Also included, King Lanling. Chef Ling said again, as if muttering to himself, while Wang Yan fell silent and listened quietly.

"And to be precise, it's the spirit of this sarcophagus, but because it fuses the memories of the eight of them, they call themselves kitchen spirits, in fact... I didn't know anything about cooking food other than those memories, and I didn't practice it. Chef Ling said again with a wry smile, which made King Lanling slightly stunned, and Wang Yan's gaze became strange.

"No wonder as a spirit, you never show me, but just tell me something to pay attention to, it turns out... It turned out to be so. Wang Yan lowered his head and rolled his eyes, and when he raised it again, the expression on his face was indifferent.

"Heh... Even if it's just a memory, it can last a lifetime. The cook scolded angrily, while Wang Yan nodded noncommittally.

"I see, no wonder you can recognize me directly, in a sense, all the memories about the eight of us in your memory have been completely preserved. King Lanling smiled, the free and easy color in that smile was even stronger, and then looked at Wang Yan on the side.

"I didn't expect... You are the ninth person selected by the sarcophagus, since this is the case, then the Qiankun pot, you can take it away smoothly. King Lanling said with a smile, reaching out and patting Wang Yan's shoulder: "But... While improving one's attainments in the cooking path, one must not fall behind in one's own cultivation, and one must not rely too much on the Yuan Power brought by food to advance. ”

"Thank you for your teachings. Wang Yan arched his hand and said in a deep voice, and as his voice fell, King Lanling smiled and waved his hand: "You are the selected candidate for the kitchen of the Gathering Spirit Coffin, and I am not your senior." ”

Seeing this, Wang Yan groaned slightly, then licked his lips, his eyes looked at the top of Qiankun Valley, and asked his own faint guesses: "Senior, the sky of this Qiankun Valley is the real heaven of the Food Continent, as for the sky of the outside world... I'm afraid it's not the original heaven of the Food Continent anymore, right?"

Wang Yan's voice fell, and his dark eyes looked closely at the Lanling King in front of him, and as his voice fell, the Lanling King's face changed slightly, and when he returned to normal, a complicated sigh also came out of his mouth.

"Ugh..."