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"Ding! Congratulations to the host for cooking the best delicacy--Jade and Jasper Soup!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for being promoted to a master chef!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for being promoted to a master chef!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for being promoted to a master chef!"
After being reminded three times in a row, Huan Qingyan felt the excited heart in the space, cough.
Huan Qingyan was very lucky, fortunately, he didn't waste this superb spirit planting corpse king flower, and it was finally a success.
The corpse king flower had disappeared and turned into a bowl of turquoise soup with five small beads floating on it.
"Ding, Emerald Jasper Soup has a certain poison resistance, it is recommended that the host drink it immediately to increase the poison resistance."
Huan Qingyan thought that this was a spiritual delicacy made by the exquisite Lingzhi, and she wanted to keep it and share it with Jimo Ya and Xiaobao.
"Ding! It is recommended that the host drink it immediately. If the emerald jasper soup is not drunk within ten breaths, it will be highly poisonous immediately! And only the maker himself will have the additional effect of poison resistance. Like a spiritual dish... It's already five breaths time! Six, seven, eight... "
The urging was so urgent, Huan Qingyan had such a short time, even if he went out, it would be too late.
I could only bite the bullet and drank it with my head raised.
"Gudong Gudong!"
Huan Qingyan felt that after drinking a bowl of mellow wine, it went straight to the heart and lungs, and the cells of the whole body became cheerful, and there was a sense of satisfaction that had not been seen for a long time.
The five small round beads are not as hard as imagined, and they burst open with a light touch. Suddenly, a more intense taste bursts out. It seems that all the essence is concentrated in the beads, and the previous soup is completely a foil !
This is not a gift of gratitude, nor is it a stimulating spicy taste, but Huan Qingyan feels like crying...
As a foodie, what is the greatest happiness
Huan Qingyan now knows.
This soup is really amazing, with every trace, the consciousness of Huan Qingyan comes out of the body, floating and floating!
Floating to a dark place...
Here is boundless darkness, cold, and damp.
Huan Qingyan wanted to look at other places, but found that she couldn't move.
It can only be fixed here.
The strange thing is that Huan Qingyan didn't feel any hesitation or struggle at all, and just stayed quietly.
In the boundless silence, pictures occasionally appeared in the consciousness.
There are perseverance in cultivation, fighting with enemies, heroic feelings of wandering around, laughing and drinking with friends, watching and staying with lovers, and unforgettable feelings of betrayal...
The years flow...
I don't know how long it took, Huan Qingyan felt a gushing force, as if breaking free from a shackle, and rushed upwards suddenly!
She saw another picture.
It was still dark and cold, but the difference was that she saw a piece of land, but it was deserted and empty.
She suddenly discovered that she had become a young sprout!
This seedling lacks sunlight and rain, but it still thrives.
What remains unchanged is that those fragmented images still penetrate her consciousness from time to time.
The earth is silent, and the years are silent.
This seedling grows tenaciously and grows up slowly.
Lonely days are annoying.
Prolonged loneliness is even more disturbing.
The longer-term loneliness makes people settle.
Until one day, the seedling grows into a spiritual plant and blooms quietly...
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Huan Qingyan understood, it turned out that the origin of the corpse king flower turned out to be like this!