Can it be more normal?

Xia Tian looked at Mu Hongzi who was walking out of the thatched hut speechlessly.

certainly……

But Mu Hongzi came out, nothing happened.

If a naked Lord of the Ditai Realm walked out of the thatched hut, the atmosphere would be inexplicably awkward.

The Lord of the Ditai Realm really didn't expect that Bu Fang was back!

Looking at Bu Fang's familiar face, the eyes of the Lord of the Ditai Realm suddenly became wet.

"Oh! Step by step!"

The Lord of the Ditai Realm stepped away his long legs and ran towards Zhu Fang step by step, as if running in the sunset, with crystal tears of emotion.

Bang!

Just as the Lord of the Ditai Realm approached Bu Fang, Xia Tian was slapped away with a black face.

"This guy... looks really unhappy,"

Xia Tian rubbed his fists and said.

Mu Hongzi looked at Bu Fang with a smile.

He walked to Bu Fang, patted his shoulder, and sighed with emotion.

Xia Tian left, and the Lord of the Ditai Realm was also pulled away.

Originally, the Lord of the Ditai Realm wanted to reminisce about the past with Bu Fang, but Xia Tian grabbed his head and dragged it away directly.

On the top of the immortal tree, only Mu Hongzi and Bu Fang were left.

Mu Hongzi held his hands in his arms, his white robe was extremely white, as if it was shining with light.

He stood on it with his hands in his arms, as if he was integrated with the entire fairy kitchen world.

However, in fact, the one who integrates with the Immortal Chef World is the Lord of the Ditai World.

Bu Fang took out a chair directly from the pastoral world in front of the thatched hut, sat on it, and quietly watched Mu Hongzi's performance.

I was quiet for a long time.

Mu Hongzi spoke.

"It's worthy of being the man I, Mu Hongzi, has reached the level of the Divine Emperor in just a short time..."

Mu Hongzi turned around and said with a smile.

His smile gives people a feeling of spring breeze.

Bu Fang did not laugh, but just nodded at Mu Hongzi.

Because Bu Fang felt that Mu Hongzi's cultivation level seemed even more unfathomable, and it might not be just the realm of the Divine Emperor.

"I had only the remnant souls left at the beginning, but after cultivation, my cultivation has now recovered to its peak."

"I used to like cooking, but now I... haven't taken a kitchen knife for a long time."

Mu Hongzi said.

This was what made the concession that Fang narrowed his eyes slightly and became much more energetic.

"Do you know what's going on with me?"

Bu Fang asked.

Mu Hongzi nodded unexpectedly.

"Since you have chosen this path without hesitation, you will definitely encounter this situation... Now you have no sense of taste, smell, and mental power... You are not a top chef now."

Mu Hongzi said.

"Why?"

Bu Fang's eyes shrank, this was what he wanted to know.

Mu Hongzi knew it indeed.

Mu Hongzi fell silent. He slowly turned around and looked at Bu Fang, his eyes gradually becoming a little confused.

"Because... I used to be the same as you..."

Mu Hongzi breathed out.

"This is a choice, you can think of it as a test, but... this test is a bit cruel, making a person who loves cooking lose his sense of taste, touch, smell, and mental power... it is simply a kind of inhumane torture." Mu Hongzi said.

"You have a good mentality and are optimistic."

"At the beginning, I was crazy about finding solutions, crazy about regaining my sense of smell, I wanted to cook, and I was like continuing to walk the path of the chef god."

"It's a pity... reality gave me a cruel blow, and I still failed."

Mu Hongzi looked at Bu Fang with a wry smile. He envied Bu Fang's condition very much.

Very calm, he can't do this kind of calmness.

Of course, Bu Fang's calmness may be just a superficial one.

"How can I get back to my cooking skills?"

Bu Fangdao.

This is the key.

However, Mu Hongzi shook his head.

"I don't know, it depends on yourself. This is actually a test that 'it' gives you. If you can't complete it... you may be eliminated or even erased."

Mu Hongzi said that what he said should refer to the system.

Mu Hongzi didn’t know either?

"However, I thought a lot after resurrection. Everyone has their own answers to this kind of test. Maybe he wants you to find the essence of your kitchen path. Everything has its essence. If you don't understand the essence, you will not be able to reach the peak." Mu Hongzi said seriously.

From now on, he saw his once confused self in Bu Fang.

Unfortunately, no one answered his doubts when he used to be.

Compared to Bu Fang, he is unfortunate.

Otherwise, he might be able to go further on the road to the chef god.

"Looking for the essence of my kitchen path..."

Bu Fang was stunned.

Mu Hongzi's words made him fall into deep thought.

Although Bu Fang shouted from his mouth that he wanted to become the chef god standing at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world.

But what is the real path to the chef?

Bu Fang asked himself, but he seemed to have never thought about it.

Perhaps, when I first gathered the heart of the kitchen, I thought, but that kind of thinking was only simple and superficial.

Now, the system blocks his mental power and slowly strips away his sense of touch, smell and taste.

Maybe it's just that he really wants to find that essence.

If you can really find the essence, even without these, you can still walk on that path without hesitation.

Bu Fang's eyes lit up.

Mu Hongzi seemed to have noticed Bu Fang listened to his words.

For a moment he was a little envious.

"Jiujiu... Little guy, come here for the handsome brother."

Mu Hongzi looked at Bu Fang who was in deep thought and smiled, not disturbing him, but instead teased the little fox and Xiaopi on Bu Fang's shoulder.

The blood of the gods flows in the little fox's body, and the bloodline is no longer an ordinary nine-tailed fox.

Xiaopi made Mu Hongzi squint slightly.

The next moment, the smile on the corner of the mouth became brighter and brighter.

He hugged the two little guys and left the thatched hut.

Leave this to Bu Fang.

And he gave an order, no one is allowed to take a step here.

Bu Fang sat on the chair, looking into the distance, his eyes were empty, and he fell into deep thought.

It is not that easy to really reach the end of a road, because the road is always covered with thorns and sharp stones, and it is very difficult to walk.

After Mu Hongzi's words, the concession began to fall into deep thought.

He was thinking, or... making a choice.
To be continued...