Phoenix egg fried rice is a dish made with phoenix eggs and the best dragon's blood rice.

Filled with rich essence, it has a powerful effect of repairing injuries, after all, it is a divine beast egg, and the repair power contained in the divine energy contained in the divine beast ingredients is huge.

Although Ni Yan's injury was a wound from the Spirit Sea, it was enough to repair it with the Divine Beast Egg, after all, Ni Yan's cultivation was not strong, and the Spirit Sea was only not as terrifying as that of a strong person in the Divine Spirit Realm.

In the kitchen, the witch An Sheng was chopping radishes with a loveless face.

This chopping radish is also a technical job, and it can't be chopped casually.

Because she wants to practice knife work, Bu Fang's requirements for her are also quite strict, and the interval between each piece of radish must be of average size, and there must not be too many errors.

Therefore, every time the knife goes down, the witch An Sheng has to consider the distance between the knives.

Too wide or too narrow, it will have an impact.

If there are too many mistakes, the temper of the boss may increase the punishment for her.

Maybe then it won't be just one pile of turnips, but two big piles of turnips!

In the kitchen, in addition to the witch An Sheng, who was cutting radishes hard, Bu Fang also stood in front of the stove with the phoenix egg.

He inhaled deeply, keeping his mood calm.

Egg fried rice, he has made it many times, but Phoenix egg fried rice, Bu Fang is the first time to make it.

Moreover, he can't make too many mistakes, and once he does, he has no chance of remedy.

After all, there is only one phoenix egg in his hand, and once he destroys this egg fried rice because of a mistake, then Ni Yan really has no chance to save it.

Whether it is for Ni Yan or the dignity of his cooking skills, Bu Fang does not allow himself to make mistakes.

Therefore, Bu Fang must cook the phoenix egg fried rice this time.

The boiling spiritual sea gradually calmed down, Bu Fang opened his eyes, and the momentum on his body changed suddenly.

At the level of Bufang, the chef is no longer cooking with true qi, but cooking with spiritual power.

After all, mental power is more sensitive, and it is more able to sense the slightest change in the energy in the ingredients.

The mind is precipitated, and there is no wave in the ancient well.

His face was expressionless, the feather robe on his body was windless, and his hair was slowly fluttering.

Tie up his hair with a velvet rope, and the momentum of the step suddenly changed.

In the spiritual sea, the sound of the dragon's chant is resounding, and the howling sound is soaring to the sky, setting off a huge spiritual wave in the spiritual sea.

Airplanes......

A powerful spiritual fluctuation suddenly spreads out.

Bu Fang didn't have an estimate of how strong his spiritual power was now, but at least it shouldn't be weaker than Zizun and the like, after all, when he was in the first echelon of the Divine Soul Realm, his spiritual power was almost comparable to the Divine Spirit Realm.

The mental fluctuations seemed to turn into ripples that spread out.

An Sheng, the witch in the kitchen, suddenly raised her head in horror, and her hand holding the black kitchen knife was trembling slightly.

She was a little surprised, she was a little frightened.

She looked at the step boss standing in front of the stove in front of her, the step boss whose aura had changed drastically.

It's scary!

Is this really a step boss?

When did that unsmiling step boss become so terrifying?!

Even the Dan Mansion Lord probably doesn't have this kind of power!

The witch An Sheng didn't know that today's Bufang had completely crushed the so-called Danfu Mansion Lord in terms of strength.

Whether it is true qi cultivation or spiritual power level, it is completely crushed.

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Many squinted.

Sensing the mental fluctuations that spread in the air, they were all a little moved.

It doesn't matter if the dog master and the Hades King Erha are, but the others ...... It's a little scary.

Even Xiao You was slightly surprised, she still remembered that when she first saw Bu Fang, Bu Fang's mental power was weak and pitiful.

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Bufang's spiritual power was constantly fluctuating, spreading with a bang.

He took out the dragon's blood rice that radiated a radiant glow.

This is the dragon blood rice that Bu Fang exchanged for the system, and it took a lot of money to exchange it for the dragon blood rice that he can exchange with his current qualifications.

Although it is not a dragon blood rice watered with the blood of a real dragon, it is also quite extraordinary.

With this phoenix egg, which is not top-notch, it is enough.

Under the spiritual perception of Bu Fang, the phoenix egg is like a bright scorching sun, the brilliance is dazzling and dazzling, and it continues to diverge in all directions.

In the center of that radiance, there seemed to be a phoenix crying sounding, and a petite golden phoenix figure was circulating.

The golden light flashed in Bu Fang's hand, and the golden dragon bone kitchen knife appeared in his hand.

The dragon roared to the sky, and a dragon phantom lingered around the kitchen knife.

Bu Fang held the kitchen knife in one hand, his eyes were slightly condensed, staring at the phoenix egg, and he slashed out in an instant.

This knife seemed to tear through the darkness.

In Bu Fang's spiritual perception, this knife was as fast as lightning, as if it was going to tear apart his spiritual power, and there was a slight palpitation.

Brush Brush Brush!

The kitchen knife rotated in Bu Fang's hand, playing with knives one by one, and finally turned into green smoke with a bang.

In the distance, the witch An Sheng was dumbfounded, she almost forgot her task, and stared at Bu Fang's movements.

She suddenly felt that her punishment seemed to be quite good, and she was able to see Boss Bu's cooking.

It's a kind of luck!

The essence of the knife just now was incomparable, and her heart trembled.

It turns out that the knife work has been practiced to the extreme, is that?

The knife came out without a trace, and from the surface, it was impossible to tell that the egg had been chopped up.

If it were her, maybe if the knife went down, the eggshell would be scattered and cracked.

Step boss, worthy of step boss!

She seemed to understand a little bit of why Bufang asked her to cut the turnips...... Cutting radishes can be practiced into this kind of knife work?!

Bufang raised his hand and gently patted the top of the eggshell, and suddenly the top of the eggshell was slapped open.

Rich essence and vitality burst out from the eggshell.

The brilliance is sky-high, dazzling and dazzling.

The height of the witch An Sheng's frightened chest trembled constantly.

What a rich vitality!

It's ...... Feel suffocated!

Bu Fang put the eggshell on the stove, his face did not change in the slightest, he raised his hand, and his spiritual power was still sensing the eggshell.

The next moment, he raised his palm, and the spiritual power in his mind seemed to have turned into a tornado and swept out, converging above the phoenix egg.

Whoa!!

A loud phoenix cry rose into the sky, the light that erupted from the eggshell was crushed, and Bu Fang's spiritual power gathered in the sky, turning into a funnel vortex, stirring the egg liquid inside.

The egg yolk and egg whites are mixed together to form an orange-yellow egg mixture.

Bufang's spiritual sea was boiling, and the golden dragon soul was roaring.

The egg liquid was suddenly pulled out of the phoenix egg, and under the convergence of the spiritual tornado, it turned into a roaring divine dragon.

The phoenix cries, and the dragon dances.

This scene made the witch An Sheng dizzy and fascinated.

Is this cooking?

You're a juggler, aren't you?!

Can you make a dish to make a dragon and phoenix Chengxiang?

Bu Fang raised his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the divine dragon formed by the egg liquid suddenly poured towards the blue and white porcelain bowl prepared by Bu Fang.

The bowl was filled to the brim, and the egg wash was still swirling in the bowl.

The blue and white porcelain bowl seemed to be a little unable to withstand the vibrant phoenix egg liquid, as if it was about to explode at any time.

Bu Fang took out a lot of elixirs from the system space bag, and the dragon bone kitchen knife reappeared, chopping these ingredients into minced pieces.

The juice was squeezed out and mixed into the egg mixture, which was spinning, just in time to mix the elixir juice as well.

After doing this, Bufang began to prepare for the next step.

He took out the dragon blood rice that he had exchanged from the system.

This time, the grade of dragon blood rice is much higher, just by grasping it in your hand, you can feel the vitality contained in it.

If you use this dragon blood rice to make dragon blood rice, Xiao You should like it very much.

This idea actually came to Bu Fang's mind.

But soon, this idea was dispelled by him.

Because he thinks that today's Xiaoyou should prefer spicy blood lobster.

It seems that the plan to put blood lobsters into the pastoral world for breeding should have been carried out earlier, otherwise there would be no way to show many ways to eat blood lobsters.

After all, there are so many blood lobsters that Bu Fang caught in that blood-colored lake, and if he finishes eating, he will really finish eating.

Poured in the Tianshan Spiritual Spring Water, mixed it with dragon blood rice, rinsed it, and poured the rice water.

Although the dragon's blood rice is full of blood, the washed rice water does not contain the slightest blood.

If it is inferior dragon blood rice, the washed rice water will have some blood-colored impurities.

This is the difference between the best dragon blood rice and the second dragon blood rice.

All the preparations are done.

Bufang opened his mouth and spewed out a dark golden flame.

This is the Heaven and Earth Flame, and the terrifying heat suddenly spreads in the air.

Witch An Sheng's eyes lit up, is Boss Bu finally going to show his real skills?

Light the fire and heat the pan.

The basalt pot exudes a dark yellow color.

Snort!!

When the egg liquid is put into the pot, a fragrance suddenly bursts out like a bomb, abrupt and fast.

The witch An Sheng was instantly wrapped in this fragrance.

It was an egg scent she had never smelled before.

As Bufang's chef apprentice, she cooks a lot of egg fried rice, and for the egg fragrance, it can be said that she can guess what kind of spirit beast's egg is with her eyes closed.

But this time, the egg fragrance was completely beyond her imagination.

She looked at Bu Fang's back in a daze, and her eyes couldn't help but show admiration.

The richer the aura and the more energetic the ingredients, the stricter the requirements for the chef.

Not only the cooking methods are strict, but also the requirements for mental strength and physique are very strict.

Bufang holds the spatula in one hand and the pot in the other.

Stir the pan, stir-fry, and it's all in one go.

The sound of the collision between the basalt pot and the stove has a melodious sense of rhythm.

Knock knock knock......

Every time they collide, the eggs and rice in the pot will fly out.

The golden light shone brightly, the light overflowed, and beams of light burst out.

Above the basalt cauldron, the heat and aroma were full, and it was actually turned into a phoenix flying, and a dragon was roaring.

This fabulous scene shocked the witch An Sheng.

The steps are dignified.

Mental fluctuations are sweeping, tightly locking the dishes in the Xuanwu pot.

Every time he stirs up, it will consume his huge spiritual power, and the egg liquid and dragon blood rice are like a bottomless pit, frantically draining the spiritual power in his spiritual sea.

A truly delicious dish that will put all the effort of a chef into it.

Some chefs work hard to make only one dish, and that's why.

For the sake of a dish, the chef's energy is exhausted.

It is enough to show the preciousness of this dish.

Boom Boom!!

The flames soared into the sky, the phoenix flew, and the dragon meandered.

The dizzying images continue.

Suddenly.

The last pot is over, and the basalt pot and the stove collide for the last time.

The phoenix flies away, and the dragon disperses.

The narrow blue and white porcelain plate is prepared, and when the pot is shaken, the dishes that exude bright light are out of the pot, and the steaming ones are poured into the plate by the step.

The slightly thick egg mixture is mixed with dragon's blood rice and served on a plate.

The egg liquid is silky and the aroma is compelling.

The witch An Sheng was dumbfounded, and the kitchen knife in her hand slammed down on the stove with a loud sound, breaking the silence.

Bufang withdrew his mental power and let out a long breath.

Phoenix Egg Fried Rice ...... Finish.