Chapter 662: Nuwa Creates Humans

Looking at the ingredients in front of him, Gu Zheng felt very excited, because there was no problem with the repeated deductions, so now he was going to do this unprecedented diet therapy.

Immortal noodles and immortal wine were ordinary things for Gu Zheng.

Lingxi incense was a spice made from the horns of the strange beast Lingxi. It was not an ingredient at all. It could be burned to reach the spirit world, and only ordinary magic cultivators would use it.

Soul-breaking grass was a poison. Its toxicity was not directed at the human body, but at the human soul. People who took soul-breaking grass would generally be annihilated.

Blood-colored Udumbara flower, although not very toxic, could never be classified as an ingredient. It was usually used by magic cultivators to practice certain magic skills.

The undead bird meat in the ingredients was not the meat of a phoenix. This kind of undead bird was transformed from the resentment of the dead. It often moved in mass graves and battlefields, eating the bodies or souls of the dead. Its meat was poisonous and was also a resource that magic cultivators could use.

Thousand Corpse Oil, a genuine corpse refining product, was used by magic cultivators.

Buddha Light Sandalwood, a very precious spice in Buddhism, has a very strong effect of concentrating the mind. It is said that those who are destined to smell it can see the Buddha Kingdom. This was given to Gu Zheng by Master Xinjing when he was on Earth.

Fortunately, after Gu Zheng killed the demon cultivators, he did not destroy the things he got from them except for the very evil ones, otherwise it would be difficult to find these things when he really needed them. And among these materials, only the fairy noodles and fairy wine can really be regarded as ingredients.

The ingredients for this cooking are quite special. Gu Zheng did not intend to use his fairy kitchen utensils to cook these. Although according to the deduction, the final food therapy will not be smelly, but let these things be contaminated with fairy kitchen utensils, Gu Zheng will still feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, there is more than one set of kitchen utensils in the prehistoric space. Gu Zheng took out a set at random and began to deal with the ingredients.

Mix the fairy wine with the noodles and mix it with Lin Dongliang's blood. Gu Zheng put it aside to wake up.

Put the soul-breaking grass into the pot with cold water, take it out when the water boils, put it into the cold water steamer, take it out again when the water boils, put it into the cold water pot, take it out of the water and put it into the cold water steamer. After blanching and steaming three times, Gu Zheng looked at the soul-breaking grass whose color changed from dark green to light green, and nodded with satisfaction.

A blood-colored Udumbara flower is as big as a sea bowl, and its petals are as thick as succulents. Gu Zheng squeezed out the juice and discarded the residue.

Chop the phoenix meat into pieces, put it into a bowl and add the blood-colored Udumbara flower juice. Gu Zheng stirred it frantically with chopsticks, and the Control Wood Technique was also working until it became a bowl of pink paste.

Among the many ingredients, although many are used by magic cultivators, the only one that really smells bad is the Thousand Corpse Oil. This oil is a product of corpse refining and exudes an indescribable stench.

Gu Zheng put the black paste-like Thousand Corpse Oil into the pot and began to boil the oil.

As the oil temperature rose, the foul smell in the air became stronger and stronger. Gu Zheng used the water control technique to gather some unnecessary ingredients in the Thousand Corpse Oil from time to time, and then scooped them out with a spoon.

The oil temperature was getting higher and higher, and the foul smell in the air became much lighter, and the originally black Thousand Corpse Oil turned grayish white. However, for Gu Zheng, such Thousand Corpse Oil still did not meet the standard for use.

When the oil temperature reached the appropriate temperature, Gu Zheng sprinkled the Buddha Light Sandalwood that had been ground into powder into the oil pan.

"Boom!"

The Buddha Light Sandalwood made a loud bang, and the Thousand Corpse Oil in the pot immediately burned.

Regardless of the raging flames, Gu Zheng used his immortal power to drive the pot to rotate quickly above the flames, not throwing out some flames that Gu Zheng had abandoned.

As the pot continued to rotate, the originally red flames turned white, and the lingering stench in the air was replaced by a faint fragrance.

The oil was already cooked. Gu Zheng injected a stream of cold air into the pot, and the flame in the pot was extinguished immediately, and the liquid oil inside solidified quickly.

However, the solidification was only on the surface. Under the constantly undulating oil surface, there seemed to be an undercurrent.

Putting the oil aside temporarily, Gu Zheng poured the dough that had been proofed onto the chopping board, and then poured the chopped soul-breaking grass, the blood-colored Udumbara flower and the paste of the phoenix meat into the proofed dough.

Gu Zheng began to knead the dough, kneading it over and over again, with a particularly focused expression, and the dough also underwent a wonderful change under Gu Zheng's hands, and the color gradually changed from mixed to pink, a bit like the color of raw meat.

The process of kneading the dough was very long. After about five minutes, Gu Zheng stopped kneading, and then a white light flashed on his hand, and he rolled up the dough, which was not big to begin with, in his hand.

As Gu Zheng rubbed it, the dough had limbs and facial features.

"Nuwa creates humans!"

The spirit of the weapon could not help but exclaim, but immediately covered his mouth after the exclamation, because Gu Zheng was still so focused, as if he was trapped in a special state.

The fairy art of 'Nuwa creates humans' is very magical. Many people know it, but only Nuwa has mastered the true meaning. When Gu Zheng was still on Earth, he had a good understanding of the fairy art of 'Nuwa creates humans'. The snowmen in his fairyland are the best portrayal.

For this fairy art, the spirit of the weapon has always encouraged Gu Zheng to practice more. After all, Nuwa can be said to have achieved the status of a saint with this fairy art.

"I didn't expect that he actually used 'Nuwa creates humans' in this diet therapy. I really look forward to what the final effect of this diet therapy will be and what kind of gains he will have!" The spirit of the weapon murmured in his heart.

Gu Zheng's dough figurine has been made, and it started jumping around on the table. Unfortunately, it lacked a spirit in its movements.

Ignoring the bouncing doughboy, Gu Zheng let the oil pan cool down and put it on the fire again. The fat inside quickly began to turn into liquid.

The temperature of the oil gradually increased, and the fragrance became much richer than before cooling. When the temperature of the oil reached the level Gu Zheng wanted, he poured the Lingxi fragrance powder into Youguo.

"Crackling..."

A magical scene happened. After the Lingxi fragrant powder was put into the pot, oil stars continued to splash. Moreover, the splashing oil stars bloom on the pot like fireworks, creating a dreamlike color.

"It's time."

Gu Zheng muttered, and then pressed the jade slip containing Lin Dongliang's spiritual thoughts on the face man's head. Under the stimulation of the immortal power, Lin Dongliang's spiritual thoughts were injected into the face man's body.

After injecting Lin Dongliang's spiritual thoughts, the dough man immediately became agile and happily ran around on the chopping board.

"Go!"

Gu Zheng stretched out his hand and the man rushed to the oil pan and jumped in.

"boom!"

Putting the noodles into the pot caused a stir, as if a big stone was thrown into the pot, and at least most of the oil in the pot splashed out.

"Go back!"

Gu Zheng, who was well prepared, waved his hand, and all the oil flying in the air returned to the pot.

"Bang!"

After Gu Zheng put the oil into the pot, he closed the lid.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A violent sound resounded in the pot, as if a living rabbit was exploding inside.

Gu Zheng controlled the temperature of the oil in the pot with one hand, and flashed his magical power with the other hand. He quickly drew a restriction on the lid of the pot.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The abnormality in the pot has not weakened due to the prohibition of ancient disputes, on the contrary, it has become more intense.

Gu Zheng frowned. This time the food's 'transcendence' was unprecedentedly strong. Things that were not originally food were to be reversed and changed by him through extraordinary means. This was not allowed by heaven!

Gu Zheng drew another restriction on the pot, but the abnormality in the pot became stronger and stronger.

In just a moment, Gu Zheng had drawn as many as seven restrictions on the pot. At this moment, the abnormality reached its peak, and the oil pot that was originally on the fire suddenly bounced up.

Gu Zheng frowned. He couldn't let the oil pan escape the flames at this time, otherwise all his previous efforts would be wasted.

"Ho!"

Gu Zheng shouted, and with one hand he pressed the rising oil pan seven feet above the ground. With his other hand, the fire control technique was constantly activated, and the flames in the stove followed. The oil pan continued to rise higher and higher, never leaving the bottom of the pan for a moment.

At this moment, the scene looked very strange. Gu Zheng raised one hand above his head and pressed it on the pot lid. The shaking pot was seven feet from the ground, and below the pot, three feet jumped out of the stove. High flame.

"Come down!"

Gu Zheng frowned, and used the gold control technique that had not been used before. The hanging pot finally slowly descended. This was not an exchange with ordinary things, this was a confrontation with the law! Even though his cultivation was already at the late stage of Golden Immortal, when the pot actually landed on the stove, his face was already covered with beads of sweat.

When the pot actually landed on the stove, Gu Zheng quickly drew a prohibition on the pot lid.

This restriction drawn by Gu Zhengyou is unprecedentedly complex! When Gu Zheng completed the last painting, light appeared on the restriction, and together with the previous restrictions, they all emitted light.

The white light was weak at first, but within three breaths it was already so dazzling that it was difficult to open your eyes. During these three breaths, the restless pot became completely quiet, and a scent of fragrance wafted out of the pot.

The aroma is very strange. It doesn't resemble the aroma of food, but rather like some kind of spice.

Gu Zheng opened the lid of the pot, quickly took out the dough and put it on a plate, put the lid on, picked it up and walked out of the stone room.

There were two other people beside Lin Dongliang, a man and a woman. The man was Lin Xin who followed Gu Zheng to the mine, and the woman was Lin Xin's sister Lin Yi. Apart from Lin Dongliang, they were also The Lin family has the highest cultivation level.

"After Brother Hui Lin takes the dietary therapy, his whole person will be in a state of death. This state of death can last up to half a month. Depending on the situation, I will wake him up at the right time." Gu Zheng said.

Lin Xin and Lin Yi didn't ask any more questions. They just nodded. Lin Dongliang had already told them what they needed to say.

"It smells delicious, but the aroma is a little weird."

As Lin Dongliang spoke, he opened the lid of the plate, and Gu Zheng's eyes widened for a moment.

Gu Zheng has a habit of not trying to find out what the extremely fragrant food will be in advance, so although he knows that this food therapy will also transform into extremely fragrant food, he doesn't know the details.

What made Gu Zheng's eyes widen was not the extremely fragrant transformation, but the mist that formed the extremely fragrant transformation. Traditionally, the extremely fragrant mist is white, but the mist enveloping the plate is black!

"Black, extremely fragrant mist? I've never seen it before!"

Qi Ling's surprised voice sounded in Gu Zheng's mind.

"Black, so weird!"

The ancestor of the Lin family had visited the Xianchu shop and had also seen Ji Xiang's transformation. The strange situation in front of him made him couldn't help but cast his questioning eyes on Gu Zheng.

"Don't worry, the diet therapy is not bad." Gu Zheng said.

The appearance of the black extremely fragrant mist also surprised Gu Zheng. After all, he saw when loading the dish that the extremely fragrant mist was white.

The black mist quickly condensed and was all absorbed into the diet, and the surrounding people screamed at the same time.

"This, this is a life worth living!"

"What is this?"

"Can this be eaten?"

The three Lin family members each said one sentence, and they were extremely shocked.

According to common sense, the dough on the plate at this time should be completely burnt after being fried.

However, the noodle on the plate at this time showed no trace of frying at all. Its whole body color was close to skin color, and it already had very clear facial features! After the extremely fragrant transformed air entered its body, it opened its eyes while lying with its eyes closed, and began to roll on its back on the plate. However, this rolling is not just for fun, but like a baby shaking when it wants to get up but cannot, and when its mouth opens and closes, it seems to be making a cry.

Jixiang appeared in disguise, and the human-shaped thing it transformed was like a ghost, black and erratic.

"this,"

The ancestor of the Lin family looked at the ancient dispute and hesitated to speak.

"Eat it, don't waste too much time. This is food therapy, not a monster! After Taoist Brother Xia Lin takes the food therapy, his soul will automatically leave his body. Then you can just let his soul stay in the cave. ”

There was no time to explain. When Gu Zheng saw Ji Xiang's appearance, there was a roar in his head, and he felt as sleepy as if he wanted to fall asleep.

Gu Zheng understood that this kind of sleepiness was coming to the mysterious realm, so he had already escaped from the stone room as he spoke.

After Gu Zheng left, several members of the Lin family looked at each other.

"Ancestor, this..."

Lin Yi wanted to tell Lin Dongliang not to eat it yet, but then she remembered what Gu Zheng said before leaving.

"There shouldn't be a problem, whatever it is, it's magical anyway, so I'd rather detail that it's the cure!"

The ancestor of the Lin family gritted his teeth, pinched the still moving noodle on the plate with his hand, closed it and took a bite.

"how?"

Lin Yi and Lin Xin asked after seeing their ancestor eating a mouthful of noodles with his eyes closed.

“It’s not as unpalatable as expected, it melts in your mouth.”

Lin Dongliang opened his eyes, looked at the noodle in his hand that was missing a head but was still bouncing, and said: "He didn't put salt in it, but when you eat it in your mouth, it will definitely transform into sweet, sour, and spicy."

It seemed that he was savoring the vicissitudes of life in the ups and downs. When Lin Dongliang said this, there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Tao, if there is Tao inside, then you can have endless transformations in one mouthful!"

Lin Dongliang sighed, opened his mouth wide and swallowed the remaining dough in one gulp.

While chewing, Lin Dongliang sat down cross-legged, his tense expression quickly relaxed, and he was no longer breathing.

Three seconds after Lin Dongliang stopped breathing, his soul rose from above his head, floating aimlessly like a ghost.

Lin Yi and Lin Xi's palms immediately became sweaty, because at this moment they were not sure whether the diet therapy was working.

The last time Lin Dongliang chose to die and live to escape the power of the curse, his soul returned to the body in pain as soon as it appeared. But this time it was different. Lin Dongliang's soul showed no pain, and it was no different from truly dead!

Suspended death and rebirth, or the soul leaving the body, the soul still has a certain amount of magic power, and apart from being a spirit body, the soul is no different from ordinary people in many ways. But for people who have truly died, or for some reason, their souls will be in a sluggish state for a certain period of time, like Lin Dongliang's is now, until the soul enters the underworld and is in a sluggish state. will disappear.

Although Lin Dongliang's soul does not appear to be in pain now, the power of the curse attached to his soul is still exuding an extremely cold air, so that a layer of white frost soon appeared in the stone chamber.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

Lin Yi looked at Lin Xin with a confused expression on her face.

"What Fellow Daoist Bai said before is that just don't let the soul leave the cave. Judging from this situation, we can't let it stay in this stone room. After all, the ancestor's physical body is still here. I don't know if this extremely cold air will It will have an impact on his body."

After Lin Xin finished speaking, she opened the door of the stone chamber. Lin Dongliang's wandering soul immediately seemed to be attracted and floated out of the stone chamber.

"Brother, the power of the curse in the ancestor's body is still there!" Lin Yi explored Lin Dongliang's body and faced Lin Xin with a mournful face.

"Don't be anxious, there's no point in being anxious. Fellow Taoist Bai said before that the ancestor's state of suspended animation will last for up to half a month. Now you go out and follow the ancestor's soul. I will guard the ancestor here. Zu's body in case something unexpected happens," Lin Xin said.

"I hope Fellow Daoist Bai will come out quickly, we really don't know what to do!"

Lin Yi rushed out of the stone room muttering to herself, following Lin Dongliang's soul closely.

at the same time.

In the stone room where food and medicine were originally cooked, Gu Zheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, fell into a dream.

The colors in the dream were only black and white, and Gu Zheng experienced his life from infancy to old age in this dream.

At this moment, Gu Zheng, with gray hair and all his teeth, was sitting under the big tree in front of his house, staring at the setting sun in a daze.

"Ninety-eight years, a snap of the fingers, what exactly am I looking for?"

"Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, waxing and waning, rising and setting of the sun and the moon, joy and sorrow, separation and reunion, in these ninety-eight years, I have experienced too much."

"Nine is the number of extremes, and the ninety-nine years are coming. I am afraid it is my end. If I still can't comprehend it, I think I will break away from this state and miss this opportunity."

Gu Zheng's old face trembled, and he murmured to himself.

"Old man, it's time for dinner!"

An equally old female voice sounded, and Gu Zheng looked back and saw an octogenarian standing in the door, smiling at him, with a vague look of a spirit between her eyebrows.

"What are you looking at, old man? Come back for dinner!"

The old lady rolled her eyes at Gu Zheng and turned to walk into the yard.

Although he knew it was a dream, Gu Zheng looked at the old lady's back and there was still a touch of tenderness in his eyes. Accompanying each other for a lifetime, parents and children have left, but she is always by his side.

"Old lady, I won't eat this meal. I know what I'm looking for."

Thinking back, looking at the hunched back that left, Gu Zheng suddenly had an idea.

Retracting his gaze from the door, Gu Zheng looked at the sun, which was already setting but still dazzling.