In Feng Jiao's extremely anticipated gaze, the immortal plant spirit of the colorful gourd vine controlled her vine and placed a small purple gourd in her hand.

"This purple gourd has grown into." The immortal plant spirit of the colorful gourd vine said: "As long as you pour the liquid in the gourd on the wordless heavenly book, the words will naturally appear on the wordless heavenly book. However, as for what kind of words will be displayed on the wordless heavenly book, and whether the content recorded on it is related to the sacrificial ceremony, I don't know."

He said, and shook his vine helplessly.

Because he saw that the little girl had not finished listening to him, she ran to the place where things were stored in the space, took out the volume of the wordless heavenly book, carefully opened the purple gourd, and poured out the liquid inside.

The liquid inside the purple gourd is transparent, with a natural and fresh fragrance.

Strangely, when Feng Jiao poured out the liquid, the liquid turned in ink, and it did not fall on the wordless heavenly book, but floated in the air and turned into words!

Seeing this scene, Feng Jiao was stunned for a moment.

However, the focus of her attention at this time was obviously not on the magical liquids in the purple gourd, and on the volume of the wordless heavenly book.

She was concerned with the words floating about half a meter high on the wordless heavenly book.

These are indeed detailed records of the names, ingredients and methods of the dishes cooked by the Yin family chefs during previous sacrificial ceremonies.

At each sacrificial ceremony, there are nine dishes used to summon Chen Ji, including a staple food, a dessert and a soup.

However, what was completely beyond Feng Jiao's surprise was that every chef cooked different dishes for the sacrificial ceremony.

This shows that there is no fixed number of dishes required for the sacrificial ceremony, but dishes that the leaders of the Yin family have worked hard to figure out for the sacrificial ceremony.

Every dish recorded in this recipe embodies the hard work of the previous Yin family heads, and every dish is a peerless fine product.

Feng Jiao looked at the floating words intoxicatedly, and suddenly, she woke up from a dream, immediately took out paper and pen and copied the floating words. It was obvious that she was preparing to spend time to study them carefully.

Looking at Feng Jiao who was intoxicated, Ling Yuan chuckled softly, took out a chair from his own space, and helped Feng Jiao sit down so that she could copy the recipe.

After nearly an hour, Feng Jiao finally copied all the handwriting floating above the wordless heavenly book. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, but she made up her mind secretly.

Transcribing these dishes, practicing cooking, and improving your cooking techniques is just the first step.

Before September 9, she must try to figure out the dishes she will cook at the sacrificial ceremony, and must cook the finest of the finest and take out everything she has accumulated since she learned her skills to deal with it.

After copying the recipe, Feng Jiao opened the bottle plug of the purple gourd according to the words of the immortal plant spirit of the colorful gourd vine. The black liquid floating in the air, like ink, turned transparent again, and automatically returned to the purple gourd.

Feng Jiao smiled at Ling Yuan, and just as she was about to speak, she heard...
Chapter completed!