Zongman: The Legend of the Demon Fox

Chapter 90
In the seemingly simple thatched hut, several people were sitting together, talking and laughing while eating and chatting around a huge hot pot.

"This beef is good and chewy."

"Brother, if you have old teeth, don't eat beef. You should eat more vegetables."

"What are you talking about! What do you mean I am old? I have always looked like this since I was born, and I have never been old."

Tong Tian smiled and picked vegetables into Tai Shang's bowl with his chopsticks, but his elder brother refused to accept his old age and even gave him a scolding.

"Stop arguing, you two, there are juniors watching beside you. Pay attention to your image, your image."

A beautiful woman dressed gorgeously yet elegantly, with a human head and a snake body, stretched out her hand to hold Shangqing and Tongtian who were arguing.

"Don't worry about it, let them quarrel. This is our own business, and we will solve it internally. Besides, don't look at their quarreling now, but they are on good terms."

Seeing that Nuwa couldn't hold back Taishang and Tongtian, Yuanyuan had no choice but to drag Nuwa to the side and watch. After all, it was impossible for his brothers to make a move.

"Buddha of Immeasurable Life, welcome Senior Brother, Junior Brother picked up a chicken leg for you."

"Thank you to Junior Brother Zhunti for the time being, let me wait to save these creatures lying in the pot, thank them for filling our stomachs, and hope to find a good family in the next life."

The two bald heads saluted each other, and then they moved in a relaxed and natural manner, and put meat dishes into the bowls very kindly.

When Yuanshi saw this scene, he couldn't say anything. After all, the two Buddhist saints Jieyin and Zhunti stood at the pinnacle of Buddhism. It is eternal bliss.

In fact, to put it bluntly, eating something can save all sentient beings.

Besides, Buddhism also ate meat a long time ago, and the rules and regulations not to eat meat and drink alcohol were set by the mortal emperors, and they can't control the Lingshan.

"That Nuwa, is it okay for you to eat snake meat? Are you half-human, half-snake eating this kind of thing without any psychological shadow?"

"Get out, I'm a different species from heaven and earth, an innate god! Don't confuse me with the vulgar things in the world."

"Sorry, sorry, I won't say it, I won't say it."

Yuanshi Tianzun, who was happily chatting with Nuwa, knew that he had said something wrong, so he quickly shut up and ate his food.

"These guys are so noisy..."

Yue Jiu sighed helplessly, walked out of the thatched hut with Yan Chixia, who was still in a state of trance, and looked back at the saints who were chatting with each other.

I remember when I first met Daozu Hongjun, I invited him to have a meal with a few of his apprentices because I was happy for a while, maybe it was because I had nothing to do to make my cooking skills reach the full level. The guy just misses her food.

Thinking about it carefully, I really regret it. After that, these guys would go to her house to eat without authorization every once in a while. Even if they have become saints, they still can't change this problem.

Now it has gradually evolved into a social activity in which saints exchange feelings with each other.

Silently set up a big pot, poured all the leftovers left over by the saints into it, and put a handful of Nanming Lihuo under the pot.

"Wait, why do I have a strange feeling... Could it be!"

Taishang, who was eating happily, suddenly felt something was wrong, and ran out in a hurry, and happened to see Yuejiu disposing of the leftovers in his own Bagua stove.

"Baozhen Tianwu! I let you use my alchemy stove to cook, and didn't let you use it as a garbage incinerator."

Yue Jiu cast a disdainful look at the yelling Shangqing. After all, lending her alchemy stove to others for cooking in order to eat better food is a waste of money, isn't it?

"Poor my little gossip, I have suffered for you."

The Taishang lay on his own gossip stove, stroking it distressedly, and the gossip stove also conveyed feelings of grievance. The fairy stove used by dignified saints for alchemy was used for cooking and burning garbage, and anyone would be wronged.

"Anyway, it's the leftovers you eat and don't want. These aura-filled residues are just used to make a potion of ointment to reborn my apprentice." Yuejiu pulled the Taishang Laojun away and explained.

"Are you really not burning trash?"

"real."

"Tell me earlier, it scares me." The Supreme Master finally let go of his alchemy furnace, sat down next to the alchemy furnace and lit the fire skillfully with a plantain fan, "If I let others know that my alchemy furnace has been If it is used to incinerate garbage, then what will I do in the business of refining panacea in the future.”

"So you care about this..."

Yue Jiu suddenly felt a little sympathetic to this alchemy furnace, but after thinking about it, it was the medicine for his own apprentice anyway, so he could only turn his head away.

ding ding~
Alchemy can't make a voice of dissatisfaction, but unfortunately no one cares about it.

Finally, under the meticulous refinement of the Supreme Master, a pile of dregs left over from eating was refined into a high-quality fairy dew.

"I'm done with my work, so I'll continue to eat."

Taishang waved his hand gracefully, and re-entered the thatched hut in this Taoist robe, joining the table war of the five saints once again.

"Walk slowly."

Saying goodbye to Tai Shang, Yue Jiu turned her head to look at Yan Chixia who was still in a state of trance, and woke him up casually.

"That's Master Master. I just had a terrible dream. I seemed to see a bunch of saints in myths eating hot pot."

Yan Chixia, who had just been woken up, seemed to be in a trance, she could hardly believe what she saw before, and she just thought it was a dream.

"Stop talking nonsense and apply medicine." Without time to deal with Yan Chixia, who was still mentally disturbed, Yue Jiu casually grabbed a large handful of ashes from the alchemy furnace and rubbed it on him.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Stop talking nonsense, wipe yourself on your body, and remember every inch."

Yan Chixia wanted to say something, but she was stared at by her master, and immediately recalled the fear of being dominated by her master.

The terrified Yan Chixia obediently smeared herself black, and was thrown into a large vat by her master and soaked in the water.

"Submerge your head in the water and use your heart to exercise."

Yan Chixia listened to her master's words, and sat cross-legged under the water to practice her kung fu silently. Fortunately, he had already entered the Nascent Soul stage with half of his foot, so it was easy to sit cross-legged under the water without breathing.

"Boy, I'm giving you a good fortune for my teacher. As for how much good fortune you can get, it's up to you."

Yue Jiu poured all the celestial dew into Cheng Cheng's large tank full of clear water, and the water in the tank turned into a light green in an instant, developing a strong aura.

"Since you were able to get this Xuanyuan Sword left by Emperor Xuanyuan by chance, it is appropriate to return this dragon scale to you now."

Yue Jiu looked at Yan Chixia who was meditating in the water with satisfaction, and saw a faint golden light gradually appearing in the water, and a strong dragon aura rose.

Her sailor took out a piece of golden dragon scale and pressed it at the right time, between Yan Chixia's eyebrows.

Yan Chixia suddenly felt a familiar and strong breath, and a strange and nostalgic feeling dragged his consciousness into a strange space.

(End of this chapter)