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Chapter 2 The beauty hidden in the golden house

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    "You want to be the God of Cookery?"

    The girl in black who broke away from Guo Huang's arms sorted out her emotions and looked at him with a pair of pure black eyes in surprise. Guo Huang nodded and said:

    "Yeah, I feel that many of the so-called priesthoods are too empty. Destiny, thunder, war, these things are useless to ordinary people, and the power of faith harvested is too complicated and confusing. It is better to be a  The priesthood is the best that humans can¡¯t live without.¡±

    "The god king Zeus becomes the patron saint of chefs"

    "Khan, is not the patron saint of chefs, but the god of food. In China, you can think of him as the Kitchen God. The name of the God King is too empty. How much power can you give me to believe in? Although after the Supreme Lord thing comes to an end, I don't have any  Pressure and motivation, but you must have some pursuit in the long life ahead. In the end, the priesthood is also a job, and neither work nor food is a law that both humans and gods need to abide by."

    Guinevere laughed and said:

    "I think you are too free. Do as you like. The question is, why do you want to ask me for this priesthood? I can't give you any help?"

    "Ha, it's actually like this. I'm going to go to a certain two-dimensional world to practice my skills, but I need some superb cooking skills. When I talk about cooking skills, the first thing that comes to my mind is the movie "God of Cookery" that I liked very much when I was a child, directed by Stephen Chow.  That one."

    ""The God of Cookery"? Oh, I have an impression. It is a classic Hong Kong movie. Could it be that you"

    "Yes, I want to get the cooking skills of the God of Cookery, and then go to a two-dimensional world to experience what it's like to be a chef. If you don't feel it yourself, how can others believe in you?"

    "You are already a god now, and the second dimension does not help your strength at all. Why do I feel that you are a drunkard and do not care about drinking?"

    Guinevere turned around, feeling vaguely jealous. It is true that the second dimension has basically reached the level of the Great Sage and is not of much help to the devil. Not to mention that Guo Huang's current state of power has reached any fantasy level.  The limits of strength.

    "Khan, I really didn't go to pick up girls. I went to learn cooking skills. Just like ordinary people who want to be chefs, they naturally choose cooking schools such as New Oriental or Lanxiang."

    "Is Lanxiang a chef school? Do you really think I don't know anything about your country?"

    Guinevere couldn¡¯t help laughing, and then said:

    "I understand what you are thinking. Let me copy Stephen Chow's cooking skills in the movie "God of Cookery" and bring it to you, right?"

    "Um."

    "Well, since I regained the power of dimensional travel, I haven't been to the movie world. Generally speaking, I go to European and American movie worlds. I rarely go to Hong Kong and other Eastern countries. Just like you can go to the anime two-dimensional world.  But we always choose to be in Japanese comics, but that doesn¡¯t matter, Devil¡¯s Inscription is no longer our limitation.¡±

    Guinevere¡¯s smile was beautiful, and Guo Huang was a little ready to hug her for a while, but she avoided her, rolled her eyes at him and said:

    "Didn't you make an agreement with that person? You can't provoke a woman in the real material world, otherwise when she gets angry, it will be the true anger of the king?"

    Guinevere¡¯s voice was full of ridicule. Guo Huang awkwardly rubbed the tip of his nose with his index finger and said:

    "How do you know this kind of thing?"

    "secret."

    ""

    "Well, you have ruined the atmosphere of remembering me here. I will go to that world first to get you the cooking skills. This will take some time. You can go back first."

    Guinevere moved and disappeared in front of him. Guo Huang exhaled, looked at the tomb not far away and shook his head, and his body disappeared into a breeze.

    The girl's dark purple hair was tied into a ponytail. She was sitting cross-legged with an ancient bronze sword suspended above her head. Faint golden light emitted from all directions shrouded her body. Suddenly, the ancient sword chirped and woke the girl up.  She opened her eyes to see a boy in a sweatshirt smiling at her.

    "You're here, Guo Huang."

    "Well, I'm not disturbing your practice, right?"

    The dark purple ponytail girl is naturally Lan Xi, or the girl who had a strange experience with Guo Huang in Zhou Xi's life. She has now been promoted to the Great Sage and is already a strong person in the second level of oblivion. She can be so young and so short in such a short time  It is very rare to reach this kind of experience, even with the inheritance of the Exorcism and Demon Fighting Sect that has been passed down for thousands of years.

    "It's okay. When you reach the realm of the Great Sage, cultivation is almost unnecessary. What matters is understanding."

    ??Lan Xi stood up eagerly, her eyesLooking at Guo Huang, he was still slightly happy, and then he thought of something:

    "Would you like some tea?"

    ¡°It¡¯s okay, the tea you brew is delicious.¡±

    Lan Xi couldn¡¯t help laughing and said:

    ¡°You don¡¯t understand the taste of tea at all. You drink it like boiled water every time. What¡¯s good or bad about it?¡±

    "Who said that, the tea leaves are picked by you and tainted with your body fragrance, so they are naturally delicious."

    Guo Huang¡¯s teasing made Lan Xi blush. As one of Guo Huang¡¯s few confidantes in reality, she is the most shy, just like her non-existent deskmate.

    Soon Guo Huang and Lan Xi were sitting together on the balcony, enjoying the warmth of the sun. They just drank tea in silence and had nothing to talk about, but they didn't feel bored at all. As long as they liked each other, they would be fine just sitting like this.  A joy.

    "Where is Senior Xuanyuan?"

    "The master has traveled to the spiritual world. She is very grateful to you for your hard work in making her the talisman for the space passage. She feels that the spiritual world is more suitable for her life."

    "With the strength of her senior great sage and the Xuanyuan Immortal Sword, there is not much that the spiritual master Ruyun can do to harm her. The earth is really not suitable for cultivators anymore, and this place will become a complete cultivation desert soon.  Only pure technology has developed, and I don¡¯t know whether it is good or bad.¡±

    "There is nothing good or bad. This kind of world is in line with the world that ordinary people know. If they know that there is a group of experts who can ignore the law and kill them casually, I'm afraid they will panic. In the past, the earth's population was sparse, so it was nothing. Now the population is so  There are many, it must be different from ancient times.¡±

    A few hours passed quickly as Lan Xi and Lan Xi chatted while drinking tea. Lan Xi said:

    ¡°It¡¯s already very late, why don¡¯t you go back and cook for Ami?¡±

    "Queen should have gone out with Zhen Xue. I want to eat at your place today. You can't drive me away."

    Lan Xi couldn¡¯t help but roll her eyes at him and said:

    "Isn't this your home? What right do I have to drive you away?"

    After saying this, she felt something, her face turned red, she stood up and said:

    "I am going tocook."

    Looking at Lan Xi who was running away like a panicked animal, Guo Huang couldn't help but laugh. He took another sip of tea and looked into the distance, remembering an ancient poem in his mind.

    "Thousands of clouds and leaves, musk dust lightly stains the golden strands. The wind is soft and the rosy silk dances. The flower country chooses the alluring city, the warm jade leans against the silver screen, graceful and graceful, and the plain palace yellow competes for charm. I'm afraid of spring, the golden house hides the beauty deep inside  ." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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