On the night of solving the Liu Yun incident, Lin Qianren and Ji Zhan could finally go back and have a good rest.

Back in the community, Lin Qianren finished washing, sat on the bed, turned on the phone, and directly checked the attribute interface.

Not surprisingly, he gained five more skill points, plus the four skill points he had obtained by brushing the Buddhist scriptures for Lin Tianshi before, and now he had a full nine skill points.

There are nine skill points on the body, except for the Silk Snake Fist and the Bone Melting Bone Alchemy, all the other skills have appeared behind them.

The Silk Snake Fist is complete, and it is estimated that more skill points are needed to deduce, while the Bone Melting Technique requires ten skill points to upgrade once.

Slowly swiping the screen of the mobile phone, Lin Qianren locked his eyes on the top of Shi Yuanjue.

This skill has been in full bloom for a while, and for him, although this skill is not usually revealed, it is actually his current core level skill.

If he didn't have the food yuan formula, Lin Qianren would need to use a variety of precious medicinal materials every day to make a big tonic for it, so as to keep himself refining the internal qi without damaging his own qi, blood and essence, and using medicinal materials to make a big supplement, but there are also problems such as absorption and drug resistance, etc., in the long run, it will inevitably cause some bad effects on himself, not to mention that he may not have the money to consume.

However, the Food Yuan Jue is different, it only increases the efficiency of Lin Qianren's absorption, and a normal diet can replenish the essence required by his body, even if he refines the internal qi every day, there is still the remaining food essence to strengthen the body.

Now that Lin Qianren eats a piece of food, the residue that can be left behind is only less than one-tenth of it, even if it is a bone, he can chew and swallow it, absorbing most of the organic matter.

This phagocytosis absorption efficiency, to be honest, is very exaggerated.

And this is just Dacheng's food recipe, if it is pointed to perfection, what will it look like?

The anticipation had been brewing in his heart to the limit, and in an instant, he reached out and clicked on the plus sign.

A burst of purple light suddenly bloomed on the Shiyuan Jue, and then, its introduction font also became blurred, and Lin Qianqian suddenly felt a massive amount of information bloom in his brain, squeezing his brain painfully.

Pictures emerged in my mind, and a story about the birth of Shiyuan Jue began to be deduced.

In the vast mountain road, a cook with an iron pot on his back walks slowly, he learned to cook at an early age, and has become the world's first chef before the age of fifteen, and now he has reached the peak of his culinary skills.

He plans to challenge a new goal, that is, to worship in the nearest immortal gate, seek the method of becoming an immortal, and become an immortal.

Maybe the opportunity came, or maybe he was really lucky, so he really let him go around the magic circle outside the immortal gate and go to the place.

An immortal elder looked at him and sighed and said: "You are a peerless body, you can't cultivate, even if you stay, I'm afraid it will be difficult to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth into the body and condense the Dao seed in this life, so let's leave." ”

As he spoke, the immortal chief waved his sleeves and sent him to the foot of the mountain.

The cook was not convinced, thinking that the vision of the immortal chief here was not good, and he had no ability to teach him, and soon, he began to wander among the mountains and rivers again, and every time he went to a place with the legend of the fairy mountain, he went to the teacher to seek the Tao.

But it's a pity that no one is willing to accept him, and even later, his reputation has spread among many immortal gates, and some immortal sects are moved by his perseverance and are willing to let him be a miscellaneous servant in Xianmen, and he can also listen to the Tao and learn the law at ordinary times.

But he didn't want to, feeling that it was an insult to him, and he thought that if he wanted to teach him, he should accept him as a disciple and teach him again.

Many immortal sects learned that he was so arrogant, and they simply ignored him.

Time is elongating, it is already a Jiazi's time has passed, the chef's footsteps have gone I don't know how far, he has seen countless people and scenery, a long journey, he has learned to recognize all kinds of edible food, touching the white beard on his face that is a little messy, he thinks, he may be hopeless, but he should always record this ability to eat.

He dug a cave nearby and began to live in seclusion, intending to record his knowledge of food for posterity.

At first, he used wooden blocks, little by little with plant dyes, but he found that he remembered a little too much, wrote thousands of wooden boards, and still could not write down a tenth or twelve of his decades.

He began to change his thinking and classify these foods and record them according to their types, but after a few days of recording like this, he found that they were still not detailed enough.

After all, he is a cook, and the first thing he thought of was to divide it by eating, different kinds of food, and different kinds of eating.

This time, he found that it was indeed much more streamlined.

In the records, he found another problem.

For the same food, large bites and small bites, chewing more and chewing less, or swallowing in the mouth with saliva for a while before swallowing, have different effects.

He wondered, should he write it all down?

Or simply write a cookbook?

Then, he really started to write recipes, but he found that the way to make food into a dish, and then add how to eat it, is still a bit complicated, many foods, in fact, even if they don't need to be made into dishes, they can be eaten directly to digest and absorb, just use the methods he has researched, and there will be no accidents.

Kept recording, then refined, delved into, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his beard and long hair had been dragged to the ground.

On the other hand, there was a change in his spirit and physique, and he found that in this continuous research, his body became even stronger and more energetic than when he was younger.

He roughly calculated, he seems to be more than two hundred years old?

Yes, he used the method he had researched to devour the essence of all things in heaven and earth to make up for his own losses, which made his physique constantly strengthen, and now he has embarked on an alternative path of immortality.

Turning around, the cook looked at the dense font in the huge cave, and smiled slightly, who said that there is no way forward in the world, looking back, the road is under his feet.

He brought a boulder, blocked the entrance to the cave, trimmed his beard and long hair with a wooden knife, and then set out on his way again.

Unlike before, this time, he just wanted to see some food he had never seen before and record how they were swallowed.

With this walk, another 300 years have passed, the world is vast, and he doesn't know how long he has walked and how many places he has left footprints.

He found that his face, which had stopped aging, resurfaced a wisp of vicissitudes.

The cook understood that his food technique had reached the limit of mortals, and if he really wanted to live forever, he still had to reach the step of transcending the mundane.

That night, a messenger from the underworld came and informed him that his life was less than fifty, and he hoped that he would go to the underworld in advance to be a ghost.

The cook was reluctant, and the arrogance in his heart made him reject the other party's proposal, believing that he would definitely be able to create an unprecedented and otherworldly method to become immortal.

The messenger of the underworld did not say much, but left quietly, leaving the cook alone to think.

He began to walk again.

In an instant, more than 40 years have passed, and his deadline is approaching.

On this day, he came to a desert area.

Like this kind of terrain, in the cook's memory, he walked through dozens of times, and he was not afraid.

Soon, in the middle of the desert, he found an oasis and a village, but this oasis was different from the oases he had seen before, it was supported by a giant tree.

Giant trees block out the sun, leaving hope for people and adding life to the desert.

The elder here told the cook that the tree, known as the Tree of Wisdom and the Tree of Life, had a great enlightened person who meditated under the tree for seven days and attained enlightenment, and that if he had any doubts, he might be able to get the answer by meditating under the tree.

The cook came to the bottom of the tree and looked at the children playing around him, feeling peaceful and quiet.

He sat down, the irritability in his heart that had been difficult to get results for a long time disappeared, and he closed his eyes and cleared his mind.

For seven days, he sat quietly under the tree without eating or drinking.

When the village elders saw this, they ordered the children not to play under the trees, and told the villagers not to interfere with them, saying that a new saint would appear.

The cook did not change in the unexpected world, his body gradually became withered, his qi and blood weakened, and his face aged to the limit.

But his heart grew brighter, and he saw the Tao he needed.

The cook slowly opened his eyes, a ray of wisdom appeared in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and began to breathe in a very regular way.

As he breathed, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was swallowed into his stomach and incorporated into his body.

The body of the once absolute spirit, but at this moment, it devoured the vitality of heaven and earth.

The cook did not refuse, as long as it was the vitality of heaven and earth, regardless of the five elements of yin and yang, he swallowed it all in one go and absorbed it into his body.

His body gradually plumped up, and layers of old shells fell off on the surface of his body, revealing new skin.

A fruit fell on the tree and smashed on the top of the cook's head, he smiled, stopped devouring the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, and said: "Although this method is mundane, it is also beyond the mundane, based on food, and based on devouring the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, it is called the Yuan Jue of Food." ”

As he spoke, the cook picked up the fruit, stood up, and took a step, dozens of feet away.

The picture ended, Lin Qianren's eyes were dull, his expression was confused, and his thinking was washed away by a large amount of mysterious information, and he didn't know how long it took, he unconsciously opened his mouth: "Abba ~ Abba ~ ~ Wulululu ......"

Blinking his eyes, Lin Qianren came back to his senses and felt that his head was still a little drowsy, and his first reaction was to pick up his phone and take a look.

After picking up the phone, he was still a little vague, what did he want to see when he took the phone?

But when his eyes glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, he reacted and added points to the perfection of Shi Yuanjue, and then he was washed away by a large amount of information and became half a fool.

At this time, on the screen of the mobile phone, the original Dacheng Food Yuan Recipe has become consummated, and there is even an affix behind it.