Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Master Bitter Cicada couldn't stop, a black iron wand waved a tiger raw wind, punched on the head of the polygon monster, the spirit could penetrate like water, until the polygon's hard as iron skull turned into powder, and became a soft and collapsed facial dough, which relieved his heart satisfactorily, harvested the wand, restored the solemn treasure, punched the polygon monster's hands together ten times, sang a Buddha, and said to the people around him: “Although the toxicity of this beast has been monumentalized, it is ultimately the flesh of the powerful demonic beast. If you don't know how to eat a sea plug shallow, it is the same as swallowing the jade crystal, you have to wear your stomach rot, the pulse is broken, and die a terrible death! ”

“The eating method of this beast is to take a handful of fingernails and transfer it into half a barrel of water, divide it into three days and three nights to drink slowly, less than a day, so that it can insure three or five days of hunger and tiredness, even if you do not eat water for seven or eight days, you can reluctantly support it. By then, the relief of the court will definitely arrive. Fathers and elderly families, you can rest assured! ”

“If you leave your homes all the way, can you have a village chief or something like that, or if not, ask a respected elderly man to assign it to you! ”

Master Bitter Cicada's words are plain but seemingly possessed of magical power, making all displaced people routinely arrange dragons, inviting more than a dozen respected elders of virtue to distribute, orderly, without any confusion.

Only then did Li Yao realize that Master Bitter Cicada's painstaking effort to consume a lot of spirits to purify the mind of the Polygon Monster was to find food for the hungry disaster victims.

These victims are ordinary people who consume very little. If a polygonal monster's head is crushed into powder and melted into the water, it can really get thousands of people to barely support it for days.

After Master Bitter Cicada's assignment, he nodded to Li Yao and smiled.

At this time, listen to this handsome monk, “grunting” in his belly, also fighting to kill day and night in the raging flood, starving.

Master Bitter Cicada rubbed his stomach and walked over an empty field.

Li Yao followed with some curiosity.

Those displaced people naturally thanked Master Bitter Cicada, but when they saw that the two “fairy masters” were trying to speak, they did not dare to bother them forward, just to look far away.

But in the middle of this empty space, a big hole was pulled out, filled with * * * * straw, dead wood and so on, burning in a dull way.

In addition to the smell of burning grass, there is a rather strange smell that cannot be said to be fragrant.

Master Bitter Cicada lifted his nose and approximated the fire. He squatted beside the pit, pulled the corner of his moon-white monk's robe, and rubbed the zen wand smudged with sludge and brains, picking away the smudging straw and dead branches over the pit, revealing a dark thing.

The smell of sour and sour smell burst out and drilled into Li Yao's nostrils.

Li Yao stretched his neck and swept into the pit. He almost barfed up every other night without disgust.

In the pit are large pieces of beef wrapped in yellow mud after eight pieces have been unloaded.

It's called flower chicken, and if it's properly formulated, it should be perfumed.

However, since the beef mass is large and thick, it is not suitable to use this method. The fire is slightly lacking. The meat mass is still bloody, and there is a lot of drainage. The surface is dark and slightly touched, but it is flowering green juice.

All the beef together, I'm afraid there are half as many cows, only too long soaked in the flood, all corrupted and spoiled, even if how to cook, that smell so rich that it can't open, still haunts over the pit!

Li Yao is not a golden jade eater. Although the dragon liver phoenix marrow is good, even the most common fried rice cake can be eaten without pleasure, but this soaked in the flood for a long time, highly rotten stinky meat, thank you for the insensitivity!

Master Bitter Cicada took out an unknown powder from his arms and rubbed his hands into the pit, pressing down the smell.

Then the wand sticks, poking a bloody cow's leg, dragging it up, like a horse's knife, holding the cow's hoof, stretching his neck, one on the left, “clicking”, one on the right, “clicking”, two bites down, almost just one bald cow's leg bone left!

Master Bitter Cicada was not satisfied, his teeth were bright, the sound of "clicking, clicking, clicking" continued in his ears, a hard cow leg bone, he ate it like a sugar cane, cut it off, and he didn't even spit out a bit of bone residue!

Li Yiumei stared.

Never thought I'd see the most gorgeous picture of eating in my life, happening to a monk... like a flower jade!

Master Bitter Cicada windswept through the clouds, three times five, except two, he ate a cow's leg without any residue. Once again, he copied up his wand, poked a rib chop out of the fire pit and held it in his hand greasy. At this time, he remembered that there were others beside him. He smiled bitterly at Li Yiu. "The monk's intestine is very large, and the beef in this hole is not yet fruit-bellied, so please don't invite the vulture. Please forgive me, forgive me! ”

Li Yao still had a bit of a trance. When he saw him tear his ribs off finely, he “slipped away". It was like sucking noodles. One root sucked into his stomach. He stunned for half a day before returning to God. He stumbled and asked: “Do monks eat meat too? ”

“Naturally. ”

Master Bitter Cicada was full of oil, full of fleshy scent, with ribs, but his eyebrows still fluttered with faint pity and sorrow. I wonder if he thought the food tasted too bad, or if he fell into his stomach in silence on this old yellow cow. He reached out his thumb and pushed a little meat end of his mouth into the mouth, sighing, "Monks don't eat meat, how can you have the strength to live? ”

This is a very irrational statement.

However, Master Bitter Cicada has such charm that even the most absurd words in the world, as long as he speaks with this sad and merciful look, people can't help but think about whether or not it really makes any sense.

Li Yao blinked again for half a day and frowned: “Even if you want to eat meat, you should eat a lot of spiritual energy, Dragon Jingtiger's fierce spiritual beast flesh. Don't monks have the Qian Kun precept? Didn't they prepare these things in the Qian Kun precept? ”

“There were a few pieces. ”

Master Bitter Cicada calmly said, “But all the way here, too many victims, have been fed. ”

“Even so, we should get some fresh meat! ”

Li Yao couldn't help but say, “In the flood, there are a lot of dead pigs and dead cows, and there are constant river fish. Although most pigs and cattle are rotten, fine scraping can also cut some good meat. Why should we eat these marinades? ”

“The good meat on the pig cows and the fresh river fish are naturally eaten by the disaster victims. ”

Master Bitter Cicada continued, "These rotten, spoiled meat, the people can never eat, they can't help but eat, they have to diarrhea more, live diarrhea must die! Monks are less tight, except for the slightly sour entrance, which can nourish the body and restore strength. ”

“ …… ”

Li Yao Zheng, there is nothing to say, can only bear the shock of his heart, watching Master Bitter Cicada swallow most of the rotten and spoiled cows, one bite at a time.

Though sitting in the muddy ground soaked by the flood, eating sour, stinky, rotten, greasy roast beef.

But Master Bitter Cicada calmly and sweetly, but it is like sitting in the clearest Zen room, looking at the distant green mountain like a painting, while using the most beautiful tea utensils to taste the world's unparalleled tea!

“Master...”

Li Yao took a deep breath, fixed his mind, and had nothing to say. “Yesterday, thanks to the master's hand to leave the polygonal monster, he was able to hunt three excellent demon dans of great value. Ben is not a benevolent person. According to the rules of the cultivation world, these three demon dans, naturally you and I, plus the sword-dependent swan divorced three people equally, one by one, just right! ”

“The kindness of the vulture giver, the monk's heart, is that the three are divided equally, but not necessary. ”

Master Bitter Cicada waved his hand and said with great admiration.

“How is that possible? ”

Li Yao really admired this high monk with a clear heart. He couldn't help but cut his tone. "The name of Master Bitter Cicada was often heard by the people in the witch south. This time people came to China, they wanted to be famous, even the Kaiseki faction! If even the master of the demon Dan is going to occupy more, spread the word, what is the face of the human face? This demon Dan deserves it. The master must accept it anyway! ”

“The vulture owner misunderstood again. ”

Master Bitter Cicada sighed and said with some anguish, "The monk means that the monk was the first to discover that the monk struggled to kill all the way, consuming his energy of 89 out of 10, the last blow, was also sent by the monk, so it is only fair for the monk to occupy two of the three demon dans, at least! ”

“I was going to finish the beef, so I went to your party to collect it. Since the vulture owner offered to bring it up, it would be better, but the monk looked at the donor, not the belly chicken bowel, the potato potato, a half demon Dan, never compared to the monk, right? ”

Li Yao: "Ah? ”

“If the vulture owner thinks there are too many of them, can he ask for money all the time? ”

Master Bitter Cicada said positively, “Why not one, the third one will split the bill 28%, the monk 80%, the nobleman 20%, is that reasonable? ”

Li Yao: “How and how? ”

“Find the" Qibao "or" Sky Building "of Shendu for sale, and you can divide the proceeds from the sale. ”

Master Bitter Cicada did not panic, “Of course, if you find it too troublesome, you can give a price directly to the monk. If the monk feels comfortable, you can sell it directly to the monk, saving him the" Qibao "and" Tiangong Building "! ”

Li Yaoqiao was silent.

Master Bitter Cicada continues to eat meat in large chunks: "Why does the vulture giver say nothing? Do you think the price the monk wants is too high? This is not a rush, just talk slowly! ”

“No.”

Li Yao touched his nose and smiled bitterly. “Ben just didn't think that the master would come up and talk about money so directly! ”

“You and I don't know each other, Pingshui meets, we don't talk about money, what do we talk about? ”

Master Bitter Cicada frowned, “Could a monk talk to you about Buddha? ”

Li Yao: “…”

Master Bitter Cicada: “By the way, it doesn't matter how much the final price is. If you can afford the pie, the monk wants to sell his share of the demon dan to the pie, exchange it for food, medicine and cold clothing, but you don't know if the pie can raise it in time? If a large amount of food can be collected in a short period of time, the monk's share can be reduced slightly, by 5 or 5! ”