In fact, let alone Fatty Wei, even Qin Yan couldn't help but feel speechless at this moment.

Who could guess that the other party meant this? His understanding just now was exactly the same as that fat man. He thought that the other party cooked spiritual food, so he was given the attention of an ancestor who passed the tribulation. Unexpectedly, it was just ordinary food.

Is there anything wrong?

How can one get the respect and attention of an ancestor who has passed the tribulation just by relying on this kind of thing?

Even if the Baiwei Real Person likes delicious food, Qin Yan felt incredible. He couldn't help but be very curious about how delicious the other party's products could be?

This is a bit too exaggerated.

What the fat man thought was obviously similar to Qin Yan, but what makes this guy speechless is that he... he actually drooled.

You read that right, this is not an adjective. In front of everyone, this guy was saliva all over the floor.

The old man was speechless.

As for it?

Even if you like delicious food, you don’t need to be really salivating.

In addition to contempt, it is also contempt.

I didn't want to talk to the guy in front of me, and wanted to pretend that I didn't know him.

"Fellow Daoist knows, what price does it take to get this fellow Taoist named Guo to cook food for me?" The fat man asked in anticipation.

"What price should you pay? Humph, can you afford it?" The old man couldn't help but show a hint of ridicule on his face. It felt like he was looking at a guy who had no idea of ​​the height of the world.

"Why can't I afford it? Don't underestimate people. Is the price of Guo's surname is very high? Do you want a spirit stone or a treasure? You still have some wealth in your lower wealth."

The fat man said a little dissatisfied that as a time traveler, what he hated most in his life was that others underestimate him.

Even if I am not the son of the plane, since I can travel through time, my future will definitely be limitless. Fatty has always believed in this.

"I advise fellow Taoists not to waste their efforts, don't say that you only have the Nascent Soul stage."

The old man did not see through the fat man's technique of restraining his energy, and there was still a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth: "Even a cultivator in the Tongxuan realm may not be able to invite this senior Guo to cook for him, because the other party does not want spirit stones or treasures. To be correct, he is not a cultivator at all."

"What, he is not an immortal cultivator?" This time the fat man was really shocked: "How is that possible?"

He really couldn't believe that the chef who was attracted by and respected by Baiwei was just an ordinary mortal.

This is ridiculous!

If you don’t mention anything else, just ask how long can a mortal live?

Since he can be appreciated by Baiwei Zhenren, he should be able to embark on the road of immortal cultivation easily. Even if he has no spiritual roots, he can definitely come up with a solution to help him solve this problem with the ability of the ancestor who has passed through the tribulation.

For monks at this level, this is not a great thing.

As if he guessed what the fat man was thinking, the old man beside him sneered and said, "I think you have misunderstood. Although I don't know what Senior Guo's qualifications are, if he wants to embark on the road of cultivating immortals, it will undoubtedly be very simple. The reason why he is a mortal is just because he himself does not want to cultivate immortals."

"Oh, why?" The fat man showed a curious look on his face: "Isn't it good to fly the clouds and move mountains and seas? And the time for mortals to live is too short."

A hundred years of life have passed in a flash. Although being a cultivator and immortality is just an illusory goal, there is no doubt that cultivators must live longer than mortals.

"It's very simple. Senior Guo thinks that you should focus on doing something. You want to cultivate immortality and practice cooking skills well. How can it be that easy?"

"According to his words, if Baiwei Zhenren is a chef, he was originally very talented, but because he embarked on the path of immortality, he wasted his talent in vain."

"What? Was it wasted?"

Fatty Wei was speechless when he heard this, okay?

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In less than 50,000 years, Baiwei Zhenren has become the ancestor of tribulation that is powerful in the spiritual world. He has the ability to reach the sky and the earth, and his life span is extremely long.

But you told me, and said in a very regretful tone that he had wasted his talent for being a chef.

How can this be considered a waste?

This is obviously the smartest choice.

In a word, the fat man doesn’t agree with the statement named Guo at all!

Although being a chef is good, to be fair, how can one be as good as a cultivator who has a long lifespan?

Do children understand the gap between this?

The other party was simply talking nonsense, and the fat man was very dissatisfied.

On the side, Qin Yan's thoughts were similar, but he had another idea.

This man surnamed Guo, in order to study cooking skills, even the immortal cultivator refused to make it. He was so serious and focused, he probably would have made the dishes that would be very delicious.

It's even delicious to a point that you can't imagine.

For a moment, Qin Yan couldn't help but look forward to it.

It would be fine if he didn't know all this. Since he knew it, he really wanted to have a good time and taste the other person's skills.

This guy's great fame is reasonable and he will probably not disappoint himself.

When Qin Yan was thinking this, the old man's voice continued to reach his ears: "Although Senior Guo is not a cultivator and has no power to tie a chicken, he may not live shorter than us in terms of life span."

As far as I know, Senior Guo’s life span lasts for three thousand years.

"What, can he live for three thousand years?"

Fatty Wei dug his ears, and Qin Yan thought he had heard it wrong. This statement was a bit outrageous.

An ordinary person can live for hundreds of years, which is considered a long life. Then you tell me that some mortals can live for three thousand years.

I have little study, don’t lie to me, how could such a thing be possible in the world?

"Hmph, who is so full that he deceives you?"

A hint of sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth: "I have said just now that this senior Guo's cooking skills are either understandable and imagined by you or Baiwei Real People. He praised the dishes he made."

"And Senior Guo is unwilling to practice immortality, and it makes sense, so Baiweiren naturally doesn't want to force him."

"But the problem is that if such a cooking expert dies after a hundred years, wouldn't it be a pity? At least Baiwei Zhenren will never tolerate such a thing happening."

"Oh, then what can he do? Could it be that he let that Senior Guo have a life span of more than three thousand years?"

The fat man still showed a look of disbelief on his face.
Chapter completed!