Destiny is ashes

Chapter 715 Celebration
In the mirror of Master Yangui, I returned to the talisman, and An Jing also decided to find time later to have a good talk with his master about this matter.

"The me in the mirror is indeed a good thing... The fundamental secret of the Mingjing Sect, "Seeing Emptiness, Seeing Myself, and the Mysterious Path of Heart and Mind", was actually passed on to me. In addition, my Life-Viewing Pupil has its own related abilities, so I must practice this magical power well."

And... An Jing remembered that although [The Me in the Mirror] was the fundamental magical power of the Mingjing Sect, it could be transformed into a great magical power in the future. This great magical power was considered the supreme secret of the Mingjing Sect, which even An Jing did not know now.

Of course, An Jing believed that if he wanted to know, he could get the answer by asking now, but now he hadn’t even cultivated the mirror self, so there was no need to rush.

As for now... let's prepare for the celebratory party.

If you insist on saying that An Jing is a great cook and is a cooking god, that is a lie, but at least when he was in the martial arts gym in his previous life, no one complained that his cooking was not delicious, and everyone devoured it in no time at all, which gave An Jing great confidence.

However, this is only limited to the modern environment of the previous life, that is, when there are a large number of seasonings, spices and professional kitchen utensils.

This time, An Jing traveled through Taixu, not only to meet with Zhenjun Yangui, but also to go to Tianyuan Realm to do some shopping.

There were no accidents in this purchase. The Tianyuan Realm is still very peaceful now. Everyone is focusing on the new ancient immortal ruins passage in the Beihu Ze area. There are already several new gangs in the city fighting for the territory left by the Yekan Gang.

After all, this is a society of cultivating immortals, and everyone is planning for the long term. A few months or half a year is nothing and there won't be any big changes.

After buying kitchen utensils and seasonings, An Jing left a copy of his recently written thoughts on practicing the law to Huo Qing and Nian Quan, then returned to Huaixu Realm to prepare to cook.

What he wants to prepare is a whole-beef banquet.

The food in Huaixu Realm is far superior to that in Tianyuan Realm in both quality and quantity. A big, strong cow in Tianyuan Realm is definitely not something that the middle and lower classes can afford to eat casually. It is considered good to be able to eat some offal on the roadside on weekdays. Most people eat artificial canned food and artificial meat.

But in the Huaixu Realm, An Jing can even pick out a few of the best green-backed spirit cows that are neither too big nor too small from the thousands of blue-backed spirit cows in the spiritual ranch under Xingxi Peak.

But by the same token, the seasonings and flavors of the Tianyuan Realm are beyond the reach of the Huaixu Realm: not to mention those common seasonings, the Tianyuan Realm has a unique flavor enhancer, which is made from the leaf powder of a "heavenly fragrant spiritual wood". Don't think that this spiritual wood is beautiful just because the name seems to be a bit beautiful. In fact, this is a carnivorous spiritual wood that specializes in using fragrance to lure spiritual beasts into traps. Its fragrance can penetrate the human tongue and reach the human mind directly.

The flavor enhancer made from it is more like a spell than a seasoning that can directly stimulate the soul to feel deliciousness.

With this thing, let alone the delicious meat of spiritual beasts, even artificial meat can taste like the ultimate delicacy and a feast for the gluttons.

As for An Jing, as a chef, why did he choose to use this?
The answer is simple.

An Jing is actually not a good cook who strives for perfection.

In fact, he is at the level of a chef in a rich canteen. He uses whatever ingredients are available and cooks whatever meat is available. He cooks large portions to make you full. As long as it tastes good, don't ask why it tastes good.

The ingredients must be good, the work must be done well, the food must be edible, and the seasonings must be edible too, only then can it be healthy!
In fact, it is also proved that An Jing's approach is indeed a dimensionality reduction attack on the Huaixu Realm.

Not to mention the ordinary disciples who didn't eat much spirit beast meat, even the few true disciples in the private room of Mingguang Peak's cafeteria were eating beef tongue, beef brisket, and drinking oxtail soup, all of them drunk with the fine wine produced by Mingheguang. "Oh my God, it's incredible, Brother An, your cooking skills are actually... so good!"

Zuo Tiannan's tongue was swollen from drinking. He specialized in escaping techniques, so he shouldn't have let his thinking become dull. But it was nice to indulge himself a little: "I've never eaten... such delicious meat..."

"It's even a little too delicious, not real..."

Shi Liang also stuffed a large piece of wine-braised beef brisket into his mouth. It was soft, tender, fragrant, and mellow. He chewed and swallowed it, and his unshakable and firm expression softened a little: "It feels a bit like an illusion..."

——Maybe the dosage was a bit too much, I’m afraid it really has a hallucinogenic effect.

An Jing was reflecting in his heart, but he laughed: "It's the spices! I put some secret spices in it!"

"Oh! No wonder!"

The others were basically drunk and had no idea what An Jing meant.

Among them, the one who ate the most happily was Miao Yunying. This seemingly dashing and polite senior brother almost devoured everything in a flash, without saying much, and just kept eating. Even Luo Qinghui, who had already made the news public and was sitting next to him, showed a worried expression: "Oh, old Miao, you eat so much, what should I eat?"

"Ah, sorry..." Miao Yunying came to his senses, he stopped talking, and looked at An Jing a little embarrassedly: "I just think that this dish is very, very delicious... It's not my personal opinion, but my body seems to like this dish very much?"

"Why? I've eaten a lot of spiritual beef in the past." Puzzled, Miao Yunying ate a few beef balls from the red pot: "Could it be the secret spices? Or your cooking skills, Brother An? Hmm... Anyway, it's delicious. Although Master often says that less is better, it's rare for Brother An to cook by himself, so I must respect it!"

An Jing was naturally very happy to see everyone eating so happily, but Miao Yunying's condition was obviously not normal. He even suspected that it might be a problem with the physical constitution of the people of the Pure Land.

Are they particularly resistant to drugs, or are they living in a pure void and have no tolerance for all kinds of cruel things?
It doesn't matter. An Jing wrote down the "characteristics of the people of the Pure Land" and put it in his memo.

This was a joyful celebration, with the younger generation of disciples from each peak gathering spontaneously to celebrate An Jing's return to the clan, Mingguang Peak's great victory in exterminating demons, and to celebrate the public disclosure of the relationship between Miao Yunying and Luo Qinghui.

The elders from all the peaks were all happy to see this happen, and they completely acquiesced or even encouraged it directly. The celebration did not even end quickly, but lasted for three whole days. Its momentum soon spread throughout the entire Mingguang Peak, and it became a big happy event celebrated by the entire sect. The square and the entrance to the accommodation area were filled with banquet tables. Not to mention the outer disciples, even some non-staff members of the sect could participate at will and received welfare spirit stones issued by the sect.

During this celebration, An Jing also exchanged ideas with other true disciples.

He did not hide anything and pointed out each person's martial arts and shortcomings. His analysis was completely transparent, just like he was instructing the Son of Disaster. Even the dumbest person could clearly understand how much these opinions would improve themselves, not to mention these originally chosen ones.

At this point, although An Jing was not the eldest senior brother and had only been in the sect for a short time, he quickly became the one who had the final say among the younger generation of Mingjing Sect.

(End of this chapter)