Food King

Chapter 131 The Spirit of the Sarcophagus
Royal Villa, ninth floor.

In the quaint guest room, Wang Yan was sitting cross-legged, with the greedy snake lying on the stool beside him, swallowing the snake's letter listlessly.

In the space of the storage bag, looking at the sparkling low-grade primordial stones flashing out again in the sarcophagus, Wang Yan's face was darkened, and he was already extremely angry.

According to his guess, at this moment, the primordial stones in the other storage bag of the Elder of Nilianzong should have dropped by more than half again.

"My primordial stone." Wang Yan wanted to cry, but he couldn't do anything about it. His spiritual power was illusory. He was able to control it just now, but he couldn't move the sarcophagus in front of him at all.

"Eh, I didn't expect you to awaken your spirit so quickly, little guy, but why are you so stingy? It's just a little primordial stone. I will pay you back twice as much in the future." Just when Wang Yan was feeling sad and angry, narrow Within the space, a lazy sound suddenly came out, causing Wang Yan to be slightly taken aback, and his pupils shrank severely. After scanning the gray space with a radius of five feet, his sharp eyes finally landed on the sarcophagus. above.

"The perception is quite sharp, but my uncle is just a ray of spirit. If you hadn't advanced to the rank of the mysterious and possessed spiritual power, I would not be able to communicate with you. Now, you can't see me at all. You can only see me." Have a spiritual exchange." The cold voice came out again, making Wang Yan's heart tremble.

"Who are you?" Wang Yan asked with vigilant eyes towards the dark sarcophagus. This sarcophagus was mysterious and his greatest reliance, but now a so-called spirit appeared inexplicably, making Wang Yan vigilant.

"who I am?."

"Who am I? Well... you can call me Chu Ling, huh? It's a good name, and it sounds a bit more domineering." There was a hint of confusion in that lazy voice, as if he had fallen into memory. In the emptiness, his voice once again The news made Wang Yan frown.

"Culinary Spirit." Wang Yan's face became a little weird. This dark sarcophagus has a mysterious origin. In the last life, it accompanied them for two generations, making them stand at the top of the pyramid in the food industry. Going to this fantasy world, and even more mysterious, not only can increase the quality of raw materials, but now it has even bred this so-called spirit.

All these things, although unbelievable, but after a short silence, Wang Yan also acquiesced, anyway, this sarcophagus has helped him a lot, and it has saved his life, so it should not be harmful to him. what a threat.

However, the only thing that hurt Wang Yan was that the speed at which the sarcophagus devoured the primordial stones was too terrifying. The low-grade primordial stones that had been accumulated for several months should be running out now.

"Since you call yourself a kitchen spirit, you must be very accomplished in cooking?" Wang Yan asked again, but the kitchen spirit seemed to be extremely weak, and after a while, he spoke again.

"My lord is just a lingering spirit, don't expect me to be able to help you, and I am extremely weak right now, and I can only exist attached to the sarcophagus. When I recover, I may be of some help to you." The chef Ling spoke again, but with a hint of weakness.

"What do you mean... you need a lot of primordial stones to recover you?" Wang Yan's eyelids twitched wildly, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked towards the dark sarcophagus.

"Cough, that's true. If I hadn't helped you resist the demon thunder that day, I wouldn't be so weak, and don't worry, when I recover, the benefits you will get are not only comparable to this little primordial stone Yes." The so-called kitchen spirit coughed dryly, and seemed a little embarrassed, and the voice came out again, which made Wang Yan curl his lips.

"Now that I'm in the imperial capital, I can't get a lot of low-grade primordial stones in a short time, and even if I go back to the black shop, I can't support you with the way you use it." Wang Yan said with a dark face, The kitchen spirit way in the sarcophagus.

"Hey... I'm a free-eating spirit? Besides, the second form of the ascension coffin also needs a lot of primordial stones. Once it's opened...forget it, it's useless to tell you now." The chef spirit seemed a little Shame and annoyance, but then, in the midst of pondering, the topic changed.

"Don't worry, if you save a little, these primordial stones are enough for me to last for about half a month, so there's no need to rush. Before that, in order to express my sincerity, I'd better raise your physical strength first."

"However, I just don't know if you can bear it." The voice of the kitchen spirit made Wang Yan startled, and immediately showed a look of interest, but a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

He now also knows the name of the sarcophagus, but Wang Yan still doesn't know anything about the so-called second form. Don't worry, anyway, there will be plenty of time in the future, and I will always know...

"Boy, do you still remember the red sky demon thunder?" Seeing Wang Yan's silence, the voice of the kitchen spirit came out again, and Wang Yan was stunned, and nodded slightly.

"Although Yao Lei was trapped in the sarcophagus by me that day, it is very difficult for me to refine this fragile spirit body, so it will be cheaper for you kid."

"However, if the matter in the imperial capital is over, you must help me find some primeval stones as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep those ingredients. As for the transformation of vitality, don't even think about it..." The lazy voice spoke again. When the news came out, Wang Yan nodded in silence.

At Xifengling, the last red sky demon thunder was absorbed by the dark sarcophagus. All along, Wang Yan thought it had dissipated, but he did not expect that it still existed in the sarcophagus.

Wang Yan still has some lingering fears about those Heavenly Yaolei who almost tortured people, but the effect of tempering the body of that day's Yaolei is indeed quite terrifying.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan gritted his teeth, and immediately nodded fiercely. The so-called wealth and wealth are found in danger, and how can one become a real strong man without suffering some unbearable sufferings for ordinary people.

"make a deal."

"Hehe. I really didn't misunderstand you. If this is the case, let's get ready to start. When communicating with me in the future, just pass on ideas." Seeing Wang Yan agreeing, the kitchen spirit continued to speak, and Wang Yan also rolled his eyes and nodded immediately.

"By the way, Chu Ling, do you have any heaven-defying techniques, martial arts, etc.? If so, I can exchange them with primordial stones at that time." Wang Yan's voice fell, making the kitchen spirit also They all froze for a moment, and after a while, the sound came out again.

"With your scumbag body that hasn't even reached the Yuan Condensation Realm, you ask me for martial arts and martial arts? Besides, I'm a chef, and his main specialty is food, and you are not allowed to call me a chef in the future, why? It is said that my uncle has saved your life, and I have experienced thousands of years, so it is not too much to call me Lingye?" The voice of the kitchen spirit made Wang Yan roll his eyes, although he did not know whether this guy would be a What it looks like, can be detected from this brief exchange, this guy should have some unusual origins.

"Okay, take back your mental power quickly. Since I have agreed to you, let's start tempering your physical body now, and see how much your physical body can bear." Wang Yan didn't wait until Wang Yan once again Opening his mouth, a gust of wind suddenly swept out, sending Wang Yan's mental power directly out of the storage bag.

"Huh..." Inside the room, Wang Yan's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and then he frowned slightly. This so-called kitchen spirit appeared so suddenly that now that his mental power had returned to his body, he still felt a little dazed.

"嗤" At this moment, a needle-like red thunder flashed out of the storage bag, directly penetrated into Wang Yan's clothes, and swam away quickly, making him a little dazed. The spirit is instantly clear.

"Fuck. Uh." Wang Yan stopped abruptly before he could utter a word. At this moment, an indescribable pain suddenly emanated from his body. The ground was transmitted to the brain, causing the clothes outside Wang Yan's body to burst instantly, turning into fragments and flying down.

On the bronze-colored skin, one can clearly see a small electric light like a snake, quickly swimming around him. At the same time, Wang Yan's face is ferocious, the veins on the top of his forehead are throbbing, and while he clenches his teeth, his body moves from time to time. spasms.

"Ugh." Severe pain invaded every inch of his skin, and there was a strong pain in the numbness, which made him suddenly raise his head and let out a silent roar. At this moment, his neck and many places were throbbing. With blue veins, he clenched his fists tightly, resisting the pain caused by the red thunder.

In the room, the snake-eating body had already turned into a two-foot-long body. Looking at Wang Yan's painful expression, the thick body rose up, showing helplessness, but the cold snake eyes swept away from time to time. Passing the direction of the gate and the window, it is obvious that with its spiritual wisdom, it also realizes that Wang Yan is currently cultivating.

Such a scene.It lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour before the thin red thunderbolts that continuously flowed around Wang Yan gradually disappeared. The stripes are gradually fading away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Whew." Wang Yan panted heavily, even though his physical strength was already quite powerful, but the tiny thunderbolt from the sky monster just now still brought him an unspeakable pain, which was unmatched. , and wandering around any corner of the body, the taste made him twitch the corners of his mouth when he opened his eyes.

Slowly calming down the undulating chest, Wang Yan looked at the bloodlines on his upper body that gradually faded away with lingering fear, and suddenly clenched his palms tightly, a filling force that was stronger than before, instantly The surge came, making Wang Yan grin, showing satisfaction even though his breathing was still not steady.

"Although the Heavenly Demon Thunder is violent, it does have a good effect on tempering the body." Wang Yan thought to himself, stretched out his hand and pressed the skin on his arm, and suddenly there was a tough touch like cowhide, which made Wang Yan click. Nodding, under the tempering of the sky demon thunder, his body and skin have also been strengthened to a certain extent.

"Come again." Feeling that most of his body has recovered, Wang Yan murmured in his heart, but there was a sense of tenacity in those words.

"Huh? Although I used the power of the sarcophagus to seal the sky demon thunder, and removed some of the berserk factor, it still has extremely strong destructive power. It's good that you can withstand such a small thunder, are you sure?" , don’t you need to fully recover and try again?” In his mind, the voice of the kitchen spirit quietly sounded with a hint of surprise, but Wang Yan was unmoved at all, gritted his teeth, and nodded fiercely.

"bring it on."

After Wang Yan's voice fell, the kitchen spirit seemed to fall into a brief silence, and then, a small strand of red thunder flew down the storage bag again, and landed on Wang Yan's body instantly at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye. .

"Uh..." Wang Yan's scream of pain, which was almost suppressed to the extreme, came out again in the room.
In one night, Wang Yan consumed a total of four tiny sky demon thunders to temper his body. Afterwards, even the kitchen spirit couldn't help admiring, and there was a trace of Wang Yan's extraordinary tenacity. admiration.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the sky turned pale, and in the room, on the bed scattered with fragments of clothes, Wang Yan, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes tightly closed, quietly opened his eyelashes with a slight trembling.

"Huh, it's really painful and happy."

(End of this chapter)