Chapter 1810 The World Is Big, Go Out and See It

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Lord Bird?

Bu Fang was indeed a little surprised.

Master Bird, a person who had been in his memory for a long time, actually appeared in front of him at this time.

far away.

The officers and soldiers ate with mouths full of oil, and the aroma of the food and the taste of the dishes continued to spread.

However, all this seems to have become nothingness.

Only Bu Fang, and Master Bird are left...

Even though Lord Bird's head was hazy in the fog and he couldn't see through or guess, Bu Fang could feel the gaze coming from him.

He is looking at himself.

Bu Fang was very calm and nodded towards Master Bird.

None of the surrounding officers and soldiers seemed to notice Master Bird, who walked straight towards Bu Fang.

Arriving in front of Bu Fang.

"You're actually hiding here."

Master Bird smiled lightly.

Bu Fang still remembered the scene where Master Bird tasted wine and ate vegetables with him in the ruins of the ancient gods.

This person seems to have his own unique insights into food.

Very extraordinary.

However, Bu Fang couldn't guess who Master Bird was.

When my cultivation level was there before, I couldn't figure it out, but now I have no cultivation level at all.

Bu Fang had no chance of guessing it.

"You suppressed the top demon soul god in the universe, and you are actually hiding here. You are very free and easy."

Lord Bird is walking.

His aura was ordinary, just like the other villagers in the village.

Except, of course, for the fog hanging overhead.

Bu Fang glanced at Master Bird strangely.

Of course, Bu Fang would not think that Master Bird had lost all his cultivation. This person had been extremely mysterious from the moment he appeared.

Bu Fang once thought that this guy might be Mu Hongzi, but... the latter is currently accompanying Xia Tian, ​​wandering the universe.

You probably don't have the time to look for him.

Therefore, Bu Fang still couldn't see through this Master Bird.

"Don't think about it, I'm the only one who knows you're here."

Master Bird said calmly.

"You do what you have to do."

Lord Bird said.

Bu Fang was stunned and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

So what if Lord Bird finds him?

At most, he could only suppress the Soul God for a thousand years. After a thousand years, Bu Fang's current mortal body might have already decayed.

Ashes to dust, dust to dust.

Even if Master Bird asked him to deal with the Soul God, it would be impossible.

Bu Fang ignored Lord Bird and went to the village chief, wanting to exchange for some rice.

However, he was rarely rejected by the old village chief.

It wasn't considered a rejection. The old village chief sighed and said that there was no rice in the village. These officers and soldiers had been stationed in the village for several days and had already eaten for several days. All the rice stored in the village had been consumed.

The old village chief said that there was a war in the world outside the mountains, many people died, and there was not enough food.

Bu Fang nodded. If he couldn't change it, he wouldn't change it.

Glancing at a group of officers and soldiers in the distance who were enjoying their meal, Bu Fang curled his lips.

Carrying the bamboo basket, he turned around and left.

Bu Fang hummed a song.

Chic and freehand, the person he is now is completely different from the person he was before.

It was a feeling of being released from layers of shackles.

In the past, he was too tense, trying hard to reach a higher level, and constantly working towards the goal of becoming the God of Cooking.

I am practicing my cooking skills all the time, or thinking about how to improve my cultivation.

Or they are constantly running on the road to complete system tasks.

But now, I calm down and find that this feeling of being able to do things according to my heart is really good.

If you can't change it for rice, then you won't change it.

Bu Fang carried the basket and walked up the mountain again.

He was humming a song, although it was not in tune, but he was happy.

Master Bird followed him quietly, taking his time.

Bu Fang returned to the house on the mountain.

Xiaobai was still sitting at the door, his mechanical eyes dim.

Xiaoba was in the yard, chasing a bug.

It seemed that Bu Fang's footsteps were heard coming back.

Xiao Ba raised his head, shook his butt, and flew towards Bu Fang's position.

When he got close to Bu Fang.

The chicken's paws slapped on the ground, causing air waves to fly.

He flapped his wings and flew towards Bu Fang.

However, when he was approaching Bu Fang, Bu Fang pinched the back of his neck and lifted him up.

"Don't make trouble, we have guests today."

Bu Fang said calmly.

Xiaoba was stunned.

Where there are guests, there are guests... Why do you need to stress? Do you want to kill Xiaoba to entertain guests? !

Xiao Ba's feathers suddenly exploded, and he flew away from Bu Fang.

Xiaoba will never forget the evil Bu Fang did to his chicken wings!

Looking at Xiao Ba flying away, Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth. He was probably thinking wildly.

"The house is humble and simple, please feel free to do as you please."

Bu Fang said to Mr. Bird behind him.

Lord Bird laughed.

"Are you living in seclusion?" Master Bird walked around Bu Fang's simple house for a long time with his hands behind his back.

Then he walked out of the yard, looked at Bu Fang who was busy in the yard, and said.

Bu Fang took out the fat fish that had not been replaced with rice, pressed the fat fish on the chopping board, removed the scales, and disemboweled...

"Are you going to stay here for the rest of your life? You know...although you have lost your cultivation, your foundation is still there. If you practice cultivation, although you will not reach the previous heights, you will not be helpless. Power."

Lord Bird said.

"You can't restrain a chicken with your hands? Don't talk nonsense..."

Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth and said.

He raised his hand and waved to Xiaoba, who jumped up and was held up by Bu Fang's head.

After wandering around in front of Master Bird for a while, he let go of his hand and let Xiaoba play by himself.

Master Bird's misty face seemed to twitch the corners of his mouth.

He stopped talking.

He just watched Bu Fang cooking quietly.

Having lost his cultivation and divine power, Bu Fang could only cook ordinary ingredients without any aura.

This fat fish is just growing in a pond on the mountain. It is not a natural treasure.

Gurgling.

The water in the pot began to boil.

The God of Cooking suit accompanied Bu Fang's spiritual consciousness entity, suppressing the Soul God.

Today Bu Fang can be said to be alone.

Using ordinary kitchen utensils and ordinary ingredients, it is completely impossible to see the demeanor of a top chef who is only one step away from the god of cooking.

After putting some ingredients into the boiling water, the color of the pot suddenly turned slightly turbid.

Put the prepared fish into the pot.

Cover the pot and wait quietly.

Bu Fang caught three fish, so he made three fish dishes.

One is stewed fish soup.

One dish is braised fish.

One is grilled fish.

Three dishes, each with its own characteristics.

When Bu Fang placed the three dishes on the table made of bamboo.

Mr. Bird also sat down familiarly.

There are no extra chairs.

Lord Bird didn't care, he waved his hand, gathered his divine power, gathered out the chair, and sat down leisurely.

"good smell."

Lord Bird said.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten such mortal food."

Bu Fang glanced at Master Bird.

I scooped out a portion of white rice and handed it to him. This was steamed rice from the remaining rice.

Master Bird held chopsticks in one hand and rice in the other.

"Please, this is a humble house. This is all we have. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

Bu Fang Road.

Master Bird chuckled.

The two of them stopped talking.

Master Bird grabbed his chopsticks, looked at the three dishes and the white rice in his hands, and sighed involuntarily.

Bu Fang scooped up a portion of fish soup.

The clear fish soup is clear and transparent, exuding a faint sweet aroma, with a few wolfberry grains floating on it, which looks very elegant.

Gulu.

A mouthful of fish soup enters the stomach.

My body seemed to be warming up.

Heat surged through his body, and he felt hungry in his stomach.

Bu Fang took a bite of rice, drank a bite of soup, and ate a bite of fish...

The braised fish meat is soft and tender, and the sauce penetrates into the fish meat, making the taste even more delicious.

The grilled fish is cooked very well.

At least, the fragrant aroma in the fish meat made Master Bird very emotional.

Master Bird was eating vegetables.

I couldn't help but feel some palpitations in my heart.

Has Bu Fang's cooking skills deteriorated?

To be honest, I've regressed.

Not as good as Bu Fang at his peak, even far behind.

But...that's because of the ingredients and equipment.

If pressed, Master Bird even felt that Bu Fang's cooking skills had made some small breakthroughs.

That was a mental breakthrough.

"Those who have great ups and downs are basically unable to stabilize their mentality... You are also somewhat magical."

Lord Bird chuckled.

"Are you still eating?"

Ignoring Master Bird's words, Bu Fang raised his head, looked at the latter, and said.

Master Bird was startled.

Seeing Bu Fang start sweeping away like a storm, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Leave some for me..."

After a full meal, there was only a mess of fish bones left on the table.

Bu Fang leaned on the bamboo chair, and the creaking sound was heard.

Master Bird was also touching his belly and breathing out.

Although it is a very ordinary dish, it tastes very appetizing and comforting.

"How did you find this place?"

Bu Fang Road.

"intuition."

Master Bird is extremely lazy.

Bu Fang sneered, "The vast universe is endless. Can you find a living star with me on it?"

Master Bird smiled and shook his head, but did not answer Bu Fang.

If Master Bird didn't say anything, Bu Fang didn't know what to say. He was not good at talking in the first place.

"Do you want to practice? I can teach you the techniques... a thousand years should be enough for you to recover to some extent."

"Is it useful? After a thousand years, the Soul God will be born, and I have no idea." Bu Fang shook his head.

Without the will of the God of Cooking, Bu Fang alone couldn't do it.

So, what's the difference between recovering one's cultivation level and not recovering one's cultivation level?

Just to live a few more days?

However, Bu Fang didn't want this, he wanted to live happily.

He had lived a very happy life in the mountain village these years.

Master Bird was silent.

"If you don't practice... you will die in two hundred years at most."

Master Bird said, "Aren't you afraid?"

"No matter how long you live, if you don't feel happy, what's the use?" Bu Fang said calmly.

It was getting late, so he stood up and looked at the sky.

Shaked his head.

"It's late at night, it's time to sleep."

In Bu Fang's words, he issued an order to expel the guests.

Master Bird paused for a moment, stood up, and said nothing.

He seemed to somewhat understand the path Bu Fang was pursuing.

He smiled lightly.

"interesting."

"Boss Bu... the world is big, go out and see."

"Master Bird, I'm waiting for the day when Boss Bu returns. When the time comes...you and I will drink together."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Master Bird laughed, turned around and disappeared into the night deep in the mountains.

The laughter startled the birds in the mountains.

Bu Fang watched the bird master disappearing from his back and was silent for a while.

"The world is big, go out and see it..."

Bu Fang's mouth curled up slightly.

"Maybe... I really should go out and see it."

"Life is limited, so I should always find something to do."