Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 100 Bird Meat
Yang Xingchen's powerful spiritual thoughts directly scanned the entire Xiyue Cave.

His spiritual thoughts were directly locked on the golden-haired Cade.

Without any words or explanations, the stars in Yang Xingchen's eyes changed, and two bright starlights rushed past like a divine sword.

"what..."

The golden-haired Cade, who was practicing in the Xiyue Cave, didn't even scream. He was instantly beaten into a ball of blood mist, and then turned into fly ash in the bright starlight.

The entire Xiyue Cave, including the leader, was suppressed by Yang Xingchen's powerful pressure and knelt on the ground, trembling with fear. No one dared to speak out.

It wasn't until Yang Xingchen left long ago that an elder-like old man frowned and said, "Why on earth did Cade offend such a powerful master? Let him kill a little monk like him regardless of his status?"

"Perhaps they were enemies before I started practicing."

"It seems that we need to carefully examine the disciples in the sect to prevent disasters from bringing to the sect."

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(The fourth kill! Four Zhetian fics, starting with the must-kill Golden Retriever Cade!)
Yang Xingchen moved forward quickly, and a golden light passed across the sky. Suddenly, dozens of powerful electric lights were dancing like golden snakes.

"That's the Lightning Bird, the Lightning Bird that killed Tingting's parents!" Yang Xingchen finally found it.

This kind of lightning bird is a powerful ancient exotic bird to practitioners in the Lunhai Secret Realm, but it does not pose the slightest threat to Yang Xingchen in the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

The speed of the lightning bird was astonishingly fast. It was golden in color, as if it were made of gold. It was surrounded by terrifying lightning. Although its attack power was powerful, it did not pose a threat to Yang Xingchen.

Seeing Yang Xingchen catch up quickly and feeling the powerful aura on Yang Xingchen's body, the lightning bird let out a scream, turned into a bolt of lightning, and fled frantically.

But in the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain.

At most, the Lightning Bird, which is equivalent to the realm of the other side, cannot make waves in front of Yang Xingchen in the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

Yang Xingchen put away the Lightning Bird's body. This lightning bird has wings that are ten meters long and has at least a ton of good meat on its body. If it is made into delicious food, it will definitely make a delicious meal.

Yang Xingchen decided to take it back to replenish the children's health.

"Looking at the appearance of this lightning bird, its nest should be nearby. Maybe we can get a few eggs and bring them back to replenish the health of Fangfang and the children."

Yang Xingchen let go of his powerful spiritual thoughts and scanned the forest while flying.

Yes, I found the bird's nest deep in this mountain range. It was a towering tree with four shining golden eggs. Each egg was the size of a football, surrounded by streaks of lightning.

"Ancient exotic birds like this that can automatically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can continue to evolve. If their lifespan is sufficient, they will continue to become stronger."

"Are these four big bird eggs going to be eaten, or will they hatch into little birds and keep them as pets?"

"According to historical records, this kind of bird is very vengeful. If you want to kill their parents and leave their offspring, it is a serious problem, so you might as well eat them."

Yang Xingchen waved his hand and put away these four big bird eggs, which were shining with golden light and sparkling with lightning.

Yang Xingchen released Old Man Jiang and Jiang Tingting.

"This bird is so big, does it become a monster?"

"This is the bird that killed Jiang Tingting's parents. We will make it into a barbecue and eat it today."

"What? Is it this beast?" Old Uncle Jiang rushed forward angrily.

Crackling. Old Uncle Jiang punched a feather, and a piece of lightning floated across. If Yang Xingchen hadn't taken action in time, Old Uncle Jiang would have turned into ashes.

He was completely black, as if he had become an African.

Yang Xingchen used the healing technique to heal Old Uncle Jiang's wounds, and then used detergent to clean him.

"This is a monster. Although it has not transformed into a human being, its strength cannot be underestimated. Even if it dies, the Tao marks on its body will not dissipate. It must be grilled with Tao fire to make it delicious."

Yang Xingchen took out an alchemy furnace and made it very huge.

Then he used his divine power to condense the water vapor in the void and turned it into clean water. Part of it was injected into the alchemy furnace, and part of it was used to clean the lightning bird's meat.

After picking and sorting, his meat and bones were thrown into the alchemy furnace. He burned the alchemy furnace with his Dao fire and began to cook and refine the Lightning Bird.

The monsters in this world, especially the monsters that can practice, still contain relatively pure energy in their bodies. The higher the level, the purer the energy in their bodies.

The various monsters here in Beidou contain powerful energy in their bodies. It can be said that they are all great tonics. After eating them, they not only strengthen the body, but also help practice.

This lightning bird is obviously a spirited monster. It has been swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon for hundreds of years. It is full of treasures. From the perspective of Yang Xingchen's cultivation, although it has no effect, it has no effect on mortals and ordinary people. For practitioners in the secret realm of the wheel and sea, this is a great medicine of flesh and blood.

A few hours later, Yang Xingchen saw the crystal bird meat in the alchemy furnace emitting a brilliant golden glow, and knew that the harmful substances in the lightning bird meat had been refined and turned into a nourishing holy product.

Opening the lid of the alchemy furnace, an alluring fragrance came out.

“It’s so fragrant and delicious!”

Yang Xingchen greeted Mr. Jiang and Jiang Tingting and feasted. The meat was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. It was extremely smooth and melted in the mouth. A special fragrance spread throughout the internal organs, and the whole body was covered with rays of light.

“It’s so delicious, it’s truly delicious!”

“I’ve never had such delicious food.”

"The energy contained in these cultivable monsters is a bit too much for you. Please be careful when eating and don't hold on." Yang Xingchen reminded.

Unexpectedly, the meat of this lightning bird was so tender and tender. It was really a rare delicacy. Yang Xingchen was intoxicated by this delicious taste.

How can you have good food without wine? Yang Xingchen waved his hand and took out a jar of good wine.

Yang Xingchen patted open the mud seal on a jar of thousand-year-old wine, and an alluring fragrance emanated.

Yang Xingchen ate a large piece of meat, drank from a large bowl with Old Man Jiang, and served a bowl to Jiang Tingting, who drank with her face flushed.

At this time, the alchemy furnace had shrunk to only two meters in size, but its internal space was extremely huge, and the lightning bird was all refined inside.

The tempered lightning bird exudes billowing energy, and all the essence of flesh and blood has been refined.

At this time, Yang Xingchen was like a glutton, gobbling up food. His stomach seemed to have turned into a bottomless pit. What he needed was not the energy inside, but the enjoyment of this delicious food.

Xiao Tingting also ate a lot. The reason why she was able to eat so much was because her Taiyin Divine Body was strong enough to hold so much energy. Even if you don't practice, you can still swallow so much energy.

At this moment, her whole body was exuding golden divine light, which was the essence contained in the lightning bird flesh.

She ate too much and couldn't digest it. Every pore was spitting out golden divine light. She had overdone it.

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