As soon as it entered Chen Yang's stomach, he felt that his stomach was like a huge crusher, crushing it all.
If it wasn't too ugly and inefficient, Chen Yang would have chewed up the chicken bones and swallowed them.
Today in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, he practiced the Divine Elephant Suppression Prison many times. While his human-immortal martial arts advanced by leaps and bounds, he also exhausted all the energy stored in his body.
These ordinary foods are just a taste. If you want to save enough for Chen Yang to continue to practice human immortal martial arts in great strides, it is far from enough. At least you need to use spiritual rice to cook rice, spiritual springs to cook tea, and spiritual beasts to make tea.
Meat in vegetables...
This is barely possible.
When he was in Longmen World, Chen Yang didn't feel such obvious hunger, it was because his body was protesting.
At that time, it was enough for him to order a few tables of big dishes from the restaurant every day.
He was so full that he earned the title of Big Eater.
Now, it is necessary to eat gold, no, eat spiritual stones, and throw money into it.
If Chen Yang stopped practicing the Human Immortal Martial Arts, like other monks from the outer sect of the Yin Demon Sect, and honestly only practiced the Yin Demon Sect's Kung Fu, which is mainly the Tongyou Jue, then naturally there would be no such problem.
Before this, Chen Yang originally thought the same way.
However, Ten Thousand Demons Cave gave him a bug-like possibility of improvement. How could Chen Yang give up?
But these are not enough to talk to Wang Yu.
Like the old man, Chen Yang crossed his legs, trying to figure out how to quickly earn spiritual stones to fill his bottomless hole. Wang Yu cleared the table without complaint.
He ran twice, and after the room became clear and refreshing again, Wang Yu sat down at the table again, silent, his eyes fixed on the burning oil lamp, as if there was a beautiful woman from the Huanxi Sect on it.
Like Kun Xiu.
Kunxiu is a female monk.
This is a more formal name in the world of cultivating immortals.
The name Kunxiu and the Huanxi Sect were popular science that Chen Yang heard from Elder Lin who specialized in talking about sect relations.
This sect is also a demon sect, and the whole sect is a Kun cultivator. It is best to intermarry with other branches of the demon sect. In the parlance of the immortal world, it is to become a Taoist couple.
It is said that there is something special about the Huanxi Sect's exercises, so Kun Xiu of the Huanxi Sect is very popular.
There are many inner disciples of the Yin Mo Sect, and their Taoist companions are disciples of the Huanxi Sect.
Every year there is a similar exchange meeting between the Huanxi Sect and the Yinmo Sect.
Whenever the time for the exchange meeting approaches, the eyes of the Yin Mo Sect disciples are red, their expressions are dull, and everything about cultivation is incidental, and all their thoughts are on Kun Xiu of the Huanxi Sect.
He looks quite similar to Wang Yu.
Chen Yang bluntly said what was in his heart.
Wang Yu's face turned red and he denied it three times: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
Chen Yang just said that this Wang Yu looked about the same age as his body, that is, he was thirteen or fourteen years old, and it was said that he had not reached the age of spring yet.
"What's that for?"
"Tell me about it. Is there anything sad about it?"
"If it can be done, senior brother will help you do it."
"If you can't do it, at least tell me to make my senior brother happy."
Wang Yu was a little moved when he heard it from the front, but rolled his eyes when he heard it later.
People say no?
Does telling sad things make you happy?
Wang Yu opened his mouth, and just when Chen Yang thought he was about to say it, Wang Yu closed his mouth again, shook his head and said, "No, it's nothing."
"Brother, go to sleep, it's night."
Wang Yu climbed into bed silently and wrapped himself in a quilt, still wrapping his head in the same way.
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and his expression became more serious.
This was the first time he saw Wang Yu climb into bed without even washing up.
Chen Yang pondered for a moment, said nothing, and returned to his bed.
Lying on the bed and seeing two empty seats next to the bunk, Chen Yang suddenly thought of Zhang Sanpin and Li Ping, and then thought that he had only touched the body and not the bed.