In front of the store, three feet, two ears and three emperors stand proudly.

The fire was burning brightly underneath, and the heat emitted made people dare not approach easily.

In Dingzhong, tiger head fins, big abalone, giant turtle side skirt, pickled animal legs, spiritual bamboo shoots, mushrooms, dried scallops, jade ginseng, fish lips, eight rare chickens, seven-color ginseng, small fragrant porpoise, Tianhuang truffle, red-necked flower-faced white-eyed duck and other ingredients, float and sink in the soup.

Gongliang, who had already boiled the Great Creation Soup many times, knew that ordinary firewood could not meet the heat of the Great Creation Soup.

Therefore, he asked Xiao Xiangxiang to spit fire on the Three Emperors Food Ding.

This little thing is small, but it has a lot of firepower, but it doesn't last long.

But it doesn't matter, he's still there.

Immediately, a huge flame spat out from the mouth of the little pink fox, which was different from the firepower of the mortal fire, which made the soup in the Three Emperors Ding boil at once. The mystical lines on the edge of the tripod absorbed the power of the fireworks, becoming clearer and clearer, as if something was about to erupt from it, but it seemed to be a little short.

The flame that Xiao Xiangxiang spat didn't last long, and slowly became smaller.

Gongliang hurriedly stepped forward to take over the important task, and the imperial envoy injected the true fire into the Three Emperors Food Ding to refine the ingredients inside.

His real fire, because of refining skin, flesh, tendons, and bones, has undergone several changes and transformations, and is no longer as weak as it was at the beginning.

The soup in Dingzhong, under the scorching fireworks, boiled violently and rolled up, like a stormy wave in the ocean, wave after wave, wave after wave, all the ingredients in Dingzhong were rolled up and slapped on the Ding wall.

Some of the ingredients could not withstand the invasion of the boiling soup and the lapping of huge waves, so they dispersed and melted into the soup.

After a while, a multicolored cloud formed by the waste gas of the ingredients spewed out from the hole in the Three Emperors Food Ding.

Looking at the rice grains that are boiling the Great Creation Soup on the side, they have been tested several times, and they are already not afraid of the huge essence contained in this exhaust gas. It's round and small, and it's okay. But the three sisters of the Yan family, who poked their heads out of the shop next to them to see Gongliang refining the Great Creation Soup, couldn't stand the essence of the ingredients contained in the aroma, and suddenly became dizzy and fainted.

Gongliang was worried, and when he found out that it was okay, he asked Yuan Roll to carry them to the store to rest.

It's just the aroma, the energy is not very big, so it's okay for the body. If you drink it, it may not be.

The Three Emperors Food Ding was scorched by the blazing real fire, and the huge heat escaped out, and the space above the Food Ding was distorted and folded.

The mysterious lines on the Ding's body absorbed enough real fire power, transformed into fierce birds and beasts, and drilled into the Ding.

Bursts of birds and beasts roared, and bursts of soup tumbled.

Suddenly, the heavy, heavy and atmospheric Three Emperors Food Ding once again became clear in the eyes of Gongliang, and all the scenes inside were in sight one by one.

Looking closely, the remaining intact ingredients rise and fall in the boiling soup, and a cloud of gas lingers in the sky above Dingzhong, gathering more and more thick, and finally turning into drops of gas and falling into the gradually condensed soup.

The fierce birds and beasts formed by the mysterious pattern burrowed into the ding, and pounced on the remaining ingredients.

The ingredients that were stubborn and difficult to melt were smashed apart by this foreign force and merged into the soup.

When all the ingredients melted, these fierce birds and beasts brought the turbulent soup, rolled up a thousand huge waves, and slapped fiercely on the Ding wall, over and over again. After a while, it turned into a huge vortex and swirled, as if to merge all the ingredients and flavors into one.

The soup became thicker and thicker, and the color changed from the previous turbidity to clarity, and then became crystal clear, as if it was the purest spiritual spring in the world.

By this point, the Great Creation Soup had been almost refined.

Gongliang put away the real fire, removed the firewood that was still burning below, and let the Three Emperors Shiding slowly cool down.

After a while, he touched the body of the tripod and saw that the Three Emperors had almost cooled down, so he lifted the lid of the tripod.

For a while, the smell was tangy.

The three sisters of the Yan family, who had already woken up, smelled the fragrance and fainted again. Gongliang smiled wryly. Fortunately, it's fine, otherwise it would be troublesome. Since the soup has been boiled, it will be sold, ready to start the first shot of the new store.

Gongliang thought about the price for a while, and then took out the Divine Rhino Treasure Bone and knocked on the Three Emperors Food Ding.

"Knock knock knock..."

A loud sound of gold and iron spread throughout every corner of the temple, spreading outward.

When the elders who were cultivating in the branch temple heard this noisy voice, they flew up angrily, and they didn't know which bastard boy it was, so they had to teach a good lesson.

Soon, they saw Gongliang who was raising a spoon in front of the shop and striking the Three Emperors Food Ding, and immediately flew over.

The elders of the Dayan Department stationed in Dragon City came to the front and shouted angrily, "Bastard, what are you knocking in broad daylight?"

The onlookers next to him gloated.

Seeing that the elders were coming angrily, Gongliang immediately smiled with a smile on his face, and whispered, "Elder, the kid is selling things. ”

"What kind of mess are you selling?"

In the past few days, Elder Dayan has been on a break in the temple, not knowing what Gongliang is selling. But in the Great Wilderness, he had also heard the prestige of this clansman who came out of the ancestral land to mess around. It is said that when he was at the temple, this little guy used to exchange Arama beef balls for a lot of things, which is really incredible.

"Elder, it's the Great Creation Soup. Gongliang explained.

Elder Dayan smelled the fragrance wafting from the Three Emperors Food Ding, and sensed that the surging essence contained in it seemed to be useful to him, so he asked, "How to sell it?"

Gongliang looked left and right and raised a finger.

Elder Dayan saw it and felt that the younger generation should support it as a tribal elder, so he said, "A spirit stone is cheap, you can scoop a bowl for me to try." ”

"Elder, it's not one, it's a hundred. ”

Gongliang reminded.

In this repeatedly improved Great Creation Soup, there are not only a large number of things unique to the Great Wilderness, but also many spiritual materials and rare elixirs such as seven-colored ginseng, how can it be sold for only one spirit stone, isn't that too cheap?

When the elder heard this, his eyes widened, and he roared wildly: "A hundred spirit stones, I think you are crazy thinking about spirit stones!"

At that moment, he stopped drinking the soup, turned around and rushed away.

He would be able to support a spirit stone, a hundred, how could he be willing to give it. As everyone knows, Gongliang planned to invite him to drink.

The elders in the back shook their heads again and again, the straight way of the world is declining, the people's hearts are not ancient, and even the honest and honest desolate people are not pure, and they actually mark a little thing at such a high price, isn't this the same as the Dongtu people to kill people?

After a sigh, the elders left one after another.

Humans are herd animals.

As soon as he saw the elder leave, the desolate people who had been attracted by the scene of Gongliang's on-site refining of the Great Creation Soup also left one after another, and Gongliang was stunned. Why did they all run away? Then who did he drink the Great Creation Soup that he had finally refined? Didn't he go off with the first shot of his opening?

For a while, Gongliang felt so melancholy.

"Dayanren, what are you doing?"

Gongliang heard the voice and turned his head to look, it was the small-eyed bear thirteen of the Fu Xiong Department again.

After the festival, the desolate people who gathered because of the invitation to the Aragami came down and walked and scattered. There are only a few things left to do business, and there are also elites who have just come out of the Great Wilderness and want to enter the sect to experience and practice.

The elite are idle, some go to set up stalls, and some go hunting.

And Xiong Thirteen, obviously, has just returned from hunting.