God of Cooking, grilling skewers attracted the fairy beasts

As the roasting time gradually increases, the outer skin of the lamb becomes golden and shiny, and the meat is fragrant.

The fat on the mutton sizzles out under the action of high temperature.

"Stab it, sting it."

The baked oil dripped on the red-hot charcoal, and instantly evaporated into a burst of white smoke, which quickly spread in the air.

As a result, the fragrance overflowed even more unbridled. Lu Xiaoxiao was closest to the grill, and the fragrance entered her nose uncontrollably.

Lu Xiaoxiao was brushing oil on the mutton and wiping the hazelnuts at the corners of her mouth. At this moment, all she could see was the roasted lamb in front of her.

"Eat it, eat it."

"Can't eat, can't eat."

Lu Xiaoxiao felt like there were two little people in his mind - an angel and a demon fighting each other.

In the end, after a fierce confrontation, the devil defeated the angel.

"Eat it, eat it!"

In the end, there was only one voice left in Lu's little mind, and her hand reached out to the roasted lamb uncontrollably.

"Cough, cough."

Li Heng found Lu Xiaoxiao who was already in a daze and coughed twice as a reminder.

Lu Xiaoxiao was awakened by Li Heng, and then realized that his arm was raised in the air and quickly retracted it.

"Could it be that Brother Li Heng assigned me this job just to torture me?"

Lu Xiaoxiao was very suspicious, but she had no evidence.

Lu Xiaoxiao was not the only one who suffered the torture, even Li Heng couldn't bear it anymore.

It is worthy of being a third-level high-end ingredient. The abundant spiritual energy in the mutton continuously overflows during the roasting process, making the meat softer and more tender.

At the same time, the mutton is heated more evenly and will not burn.

Seeing the passing spiritual energy finally dissipating in the air, Li Heng felt a little pity.

If this spiritual energy can be left in the mutton, it can be directly absorbed and converted into personal use when eaten.

This may be the reason why Xuanwu Continent’s cooking skills are gradually declining, Li Heng thought.

Because the spiritual energy contained in food will gradually disappear with the cooking process, the spiritual energy absorbed by eating a meal is not as much as the spiritual energy absorbed by meditating.

When cultivation is low, people need to eat to obtain energy.

As your cultivation level continues to improve, and you practice after reaching the foundation building stage, the energy gained during practice can now replace eating.

Instead, eating has become a waste of time. In this world, everyone is keen on practicing cultivation. Maybe your effort in eating a meal will be surpassed by others.

It was under this situation that the alchemist was born, because the alchemist would use a special method to lock spiritual energy or other medicinal powers into the elixir, making it easier for the monks to absorb it.

When Li Heng was cooking before, he tried to inject the power of the God of Cooking into the ingredients.

As a result, Li Heng discovered that the power of the God of Cooking would stay in the ingredients for a long time, even if the dishes were finally served.

Thinking of this, Li Heng had a bold idea.

He stretched out his palm, mobilized the power of the God of Cooking in his Dantian, and injected it into the body of the roasted lamb through the air in his palm, forming a transparent film on the skin of the roasted lamb.

Sure enough, after some operations by Li Heng, the spiritual energy was locked in the mutton body.

In order to speed up the roasting and shorten the time when you and Lu Xiaoxiao are tortured by the aroma,

Li Heng directly used the artistic conception of fire to summon a ball of white flame to wrap the roasted lamb. With the blessing of aura and the power of the God of Cooking, there was no need to worry about burning it.

The baking time that originally took two hours was completed in less than one hour under the influence of the artistic conception of fire.

Unable to bear it, Li Heng immediately put the roasted sheep into the ring. At this moment, the entire courtyard was pure.

The alluring fragrance finally disappeared, and the two breathed in the fresh air.

"Brother Li Heng, don't forget my leg of lamb."

Lu Xiaoxiao reminded.

"Don't worry, remember, I'll give it to you first when dinner is served later."

Li Heng assured Lu Xiaoxiao, did he look like the kind of person who would deduct food from children?

It’s definitely not enough to have just one main course at a banquet. It has to be a full table.

Seeing that lunch time was approaching, Li Heng started cooking other dishes.

"Ah haha, little friend Li Heng, the friend I invited will be here soon. I wonder how prepared you are, little friend? I'm looking forward to it a lot."

Excited and loud voices filled the entire courtyard.

Just when Li Heng finished cooking the last dish, Song Qingfeng, who had disappeared for a day, strode into Li Heng's small courtyard.

Hearing his voice before seeing him clearly shows Song Qingfeng's excitement.

"The master came just in time. The dishes are all ready and waiting to be served."

Li Heng patted the ring on his hand and continued,

"Put it all in here."

"That's very good. I wonder if you can let me watch what dishes my friends have made, so that I can have a good idea."

"Of course, I'm not doubting my little friend's cooking skills, I'm just simply curious."

Song Qingfeng was worried that Li Heng had misunderstood him, so he quickly explained.

"Then let the sect leader see the main course of today's banquet."

Let the sect master also try the pain of being tortured by the fragrance.

With a "swish" sound, Li Heng took out the steaming roasted lamb from the Najie.

It was like someone dropped a scent bomb into the yard, and it exploded with a bang.

The unsuspecting Song Qingfeng was instantly distracted by the scent, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

Li Heng only took it out for Song Qingfeng to take a look at and then put it back. He was worried that if he was a little late, the sheep might not be able to wait until it was served.

Didn’t you see that someone’s eyes were straight?

In the blink of an eye, Song Qingfeng even felt that the body of the roasted sheep was filled with a large amount of spiritual energy, which seemed to be mixed with a trace of artistic conception.

The spiritual power contained in this roasted lamb is almost equivalent to a bottle of purple elixir. The value of the power of artistic conception cannot be estimated using spiritual stones.

Although the Purple Spirit Pill is only a second-grade elixir, its function is to provide the person who takes it with abundant spiritual energy and speed up the monk's cultivation.

The price of a bottle of Purple Spiritual Pill is one thousand spiritual stones, and a third-level golden horn sheep, minus the horns and sheepskin, can be sold for only one or two hundred spiritual stones.

Unexpectedly, the value of the mutton processed by Li Heng actually doubled several times.

"Ah, this..."

Song Qingfeng was shocked on the spot and didn't know what to say. He felt that he still underestimated Li Heng's value.

As Li Heng's cultivation continues to improve and his cooking skills become more refined, there may be more surprises for him in the future.

To be honest, he regretted it a little. He kept this good thing for himself. Isn't it delicious?

Why do you have to hold a Laoshizi banquet just to show off and share the delicious food in your mouth with others?

Song Qingfeng now wishes he could reward himself for being a loudmouth, and he doesn't know if he will be beaten to death by his friends if he goes back on his words now.