The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Gui Li and Jin Ping'er didn't expect to encounter Song Xing on the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and they were both shocked.

But compared to Gui Li's relaxed expression after seeing Song Xing, Jin Ping'er was much more nervous.

The number one master of the younger generation of Zhengdao, the guy who single-handedly killed the Poison God ten years ago, even Jin Ping'er was frightened when he first saw him.

To Jin Ping'er's surprise, Song Xing just glanced at her briefly, ignored her, and went straight to greet Gui Li.

Jin Ping'er then remembered that Gui Li seemed to be a disciple of Dazhu Peak of Qingyun Sect before he betrayed the right path.

Gui Li was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "Elder brother."

Song Xing found a clean place to sit down, looked at the bonfire in front of him and asked, "Are you going to Southern Xinjiang?"

Jian Gui Li nodded, Song Xing smiled, glanced at the burnt rabbit leg in Jin Ping'er's hand, and sighed: "After flying for a long time, I'm a little hungry. You're wasting the natural resources by roasting like this, so I'd better give it to my junior brother. bring it on."

After that, without waiting for Jin Ping'er to speak, he turned to the ghost and smiled sharply: "Junior brother, I haven't tasted your craftsmanship for a long time. Have you left it behind all these years?"

Gui Li was stunned for a long time. A soft smile appeared on his cold face. He reached out and took the wooden stick from Jin Ping'er's hand and said, "I'll do it."

Jin Ping'er was stunned when he heard the words, and saw Gui Li's expression was pale. He stretched out his hand to take the wooden stick in his hand, first tore off the burnt part, then put it back on the fire, slowly flipping it and grilling it.

This time he started to barbecue, which was naturally very different from Jin Ping'er. He could only see the flames flickering, the wooden sticks turning gently, and after a while, a vague aroma gradually spread out.

Jin Ping'er raised his eyes and glanced at Gui Li, and saw that under the firelight, his usually slightly pale face turned rosy at this moment. In his deep black eyes, there were still two small groups of stars reflected in his eyes. Burning flame.

Jin Ping'er picked up a few dead branches from his hand and put them into the fire. The flames gradually burned up and submerged the dead branches. From time to time, there was a "crackling" sound of the dead branches exploding.

Xiao Hui ran into the darkness and came back at some point with a few more wild fruits in his hands. It seemed that he had picked them in the woods just now.

It walked to the fire, looked around, sat down at Gui Li's feet, brought the wild fruit to its mouth, opened its mouth and started chewing. At the same time, it swayed its long tail and grinned at Song Xing. .

Song Xing looked at him and chuckled: "Speaking of which, little junior brother, when did you go and take the monkey away? After the monkey disappeared, Rhubarb went crazy for a while. Even your sixth senior brother was bitten when he fed it. several times."

Gui Li did not raise his head or speak, and continued to concentrate on turning the stick.

The fragrance in the air became stronger and stronger, and the hare above the fire gradually began to have oil all over its body. It slowly dripped down and looked shiny, making people's fingers twitch at the sight of it.

After a while, Gui Li looked at the rabbit carefully, put back the wooden stick, held it in one hand, and stretched the other hand to his waist. After a while, he took out several small bottles and jars, and sprinkled some powder-like substances from the middle. The thing got to the rabbit.

Jin Ping'er was startled and said, "What is this?"

Gui Li said calmly: "It's some salt seasoning. It's an old habit. I carry it with me wherever I go."

Song Xing was immediately refreshed. He stood up and came to his side, picked up the wooden stick, tore off a rabbit leg, and put it into his mouth without caring about burning it.

When I put the rabbit meat in my mouth, I immediately felt that the aroma seemed to be spiritual, flowing through my whole body. My body seemed to be a little lighter, and my mouth was full of saliva. The taste was actually more delicious than I had ever seen before.

The skin on the outside is crispy but not burnt, thin and crispy, and the meat on the inside is smooth and tender. Coupled with the seasonings that I don’t know how to mix, the deliciousness is as refreshing as the heart.

Song Xing gave a thumbs up with a smile on his face and praised the ghost: "Junior brother, it has to be you, your skills are beyond question. You don't know that Lao Liu's cooking skills have not improved in the past ten years, and the taste on Dazhu Peak is... I have been raised by you for a long time, even my master and my wife have told me about Lao Liu several times." He wolfed down the rabbit meat, tore off another piece of rabbit meat, and handed the rest to Gui Li again.

Gui Li took it, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then tore off a rabbit leg and handed it to Jin Ping'er next to him.

Seeing Song Xing looking like he was reincarnated as a starving ghost, Jin Ping'er curled his lips in disdain.

Haven’t you ever tasted delicious food?Why do the disciples of Qingyun Sect look like bumpkins? What’s more, Gui Li is also a member of the Demon Cult now. Is it too naive to accept Gui Li’s food without warning, or does he trust Gui Li too much?

Jin Ping'er cursed in his stomach, but after biting the rabbit meat in his mouth, his eyes suddenly lit up, he was stunned for a moment, turned his back to the two of them, and started eating.

Even though Jin Ping'er had a profound spiritual knowledge and a determined mind, she also had a huge appetite at the moment and tore off piece after piece. After a while, she had already eaten a rabbit leg, and then she felt a little full and stopped.

Then he smiled, looked at Gui Li, and said, "Young Master is so skilled at your craftsmanship. An ordinary rabbit can be grilled so deliciously by you!"

Song Xing, who was next to him, laughed: "That's not true. With my little junior brother's craftsmanship, even if he doesn't practice, he can still prosper if he opens a restaurant in the mortal world."

Gui Li smiled, and then asked: "Elder brother, why are you here?"

Song Xing finished the remaining rabbit meat in his hand, threw the bones away, and said, "I have something to go to the Shiwanda Mountains in Southern Xinjiang, and I happened to see you here. Are you here about the fish monster?"

Gui Li nodded: "Yes, those fish monsters appeared very strangely and killed many of my men, so I came to investigate clearly."

Song Xing waved his hand and said: "There is no need to investigate. Fanxiang Valley colluded with the Beast God of Southern Xinjiang. The fish monster entered the Death Lake for the treasure house of the Emperor of Heaven. However, he did not expect that the emergence of the treasure house made too much noise, attracting both good and evil. In the past, conflicts have only broken out between the two sides.”

"Beast God?" Jin Ping'er murmured when he heard this unfamiliar name.

When mentioning the Beast God, Song Xing's expression became more serious: "The God of Beasts, the truly terrifying existence in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang, can be said to be the strongest person in the world!"

The expressions of Gui Li and Jin Ping'er changed at the same time!
People who practice Taoism have a long-term vision. Even among the three sects of the Righteous Way, which are known as the authentic human way, and the four major sects of the Demon Sect, the Yuanliu of the Demonic Way, for thousands of years, few people have dared to claim to be the best in the world.

Practitioners fight against heaven and earth, against heaven and against people, but they also have a humble heart. Except for Qingyun Sect's Qingye Zhenren from a thousand years ago and the black-hearted old man from 800 years ago, few are recognized as the best in the world.

"No. [-] in the world, let's be brave. Is it possible that I can be more powerful than you, the head of the Qingyun Sect?" Jin Ping'er's first reaction was disbelief.

Ten years ago, during the battle between good and evil, Daoxuan showed his cultivation in the Taiqing Realm and was already recognized as No. 1 in the right path.

Song Xing said calmly: "If the master doesn't hold the Immortal Killing Sword, he is no match for the Beast God."

Gui Li frowned when he heard this, "Since this beast god is so powerful, what are you doing in Southern Xinjiang, Senior Brother?"

Song Xing smiled slightly: "I want to know what the pinnacle of this world is like!"

Just after saying these words, Song Xing frowned and turned his head to look back.

Gui Li and Jin Ping'er felt something at the same time. They stood up and looked to the south. In the southern sky, over the peaceful Fenxiang Valley surrounded by mountains, suddenly there was a loud roar and a red light rising into the sky. It rose up and lit up the sky before slowly falling. (End of chapter)