"Aren't you happy, dog?" When he was sorting out the things in the ring, Qin Yi found a ball of black fur lying there like a dead dog.
"Of course I'm not happy. I want to eat everything but can't eat anything..."
Qin Yi's reaction was exactly the same as Liusu's: "These things are very important. If you dare to eat them blindly, I will pluck your hair!"
Taotie: "..."
Glancing over, Liusu, who had always been expressionless with his eyes closed and concentrating, turned into a smile.
It's a match made in heaven. No wonder these two can get together. I thought they had quite different temperaments, but now it seems they actually have the same virtue...
Taotie complained helplessly: "Others know how to give me a slap in the face and a sweet date, but you won't let me do this."
"You are saying that we didn't give you anything to eat?" Qin Yi said: "How many Huiyangs have you eaten? Count it yourself? For such a big sect, you have eaten all the buildings and treasures.
Isn’t it enough to be clean?”
"Nothing special, boring..."
"You are called Long Wangshu. When you are full, you want to eat meat. After eating meat, you want to eat dragon liver and phoenix marrow."
"Isn't this normal? I am a glutton, and endless greed is my soul. I am not a real bitch!"
"It makes sense..." Qin Yi was speechless. He touched his chin, thought for a while, and snapped his fingers: "There is a place that is very suitable for you."
"Um?"
Qin Yi picked up the black fur ball and went straight to Chi Zong.
The most powerful thing about Wandao Immortal Palace is that it has all kinds of weird things...
Eaters are not just gluttons, they are interested in "eating", which includes making special foods, tasting them, and making things tasted and appreciated by others.
Aren't eating sects and gluttons a match made in heaven?
When we arrived at Chizong, the aroma was everywhere. Various dishes and the aroma of food filled the space. Taotie's eyes immediately lit up: "This, where is this!"
"Wonderland." Qin Yi carried it and went straight to Senior Brother Jin, whom he was most familiar with: "Senior Brother Jin, do you have enough to eat?"
"Eh? Qin Yi, your ball is quite fun." Senior Brother Jin saw the black fur ball Qin Yi was carrying. The black fur ball stared straight at the steamer next to him, drooling on the ground.
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Then the saliva dripping on the ground quickly turned into black mist, and got into the steamer with a "swish".
"Hey, hey, hey, don't eat that randomly!" Senior Brother Jin shouted hurriedly: "That's not eating the stuffed buns, it's making the buns explode as soon as you eat them. It will kill people... eh, eh?"
When I opened the steamer, it was already empty.
The black fur ball in Qin Yi's hand turned into a big balloon, and then slowly disappeared, letting out a contented sigh.
The sigh turned into mist, showing a satisfied devil's face. The expression of satisfaction almost only lasted a moment, but soon turned into desire and dissatisfaction.
Never-ending greed is gluttony.
Among them, gluttony and gluttony are almost its most prominent pronouns. These people who eat food actually have a code name, they are called Lao Tao.
Everyone is in the same group.
"This..." Senior Brother Jin stared straight: "What on earth is this ball?"
"Hiccup~" The black-haired ball looked at him eagerly: "It's delicious, is there any more?"
"This is a divine beast!" Senior Brother Jin happily hugged the black fur ball and rubbed it excitedly: "Come on, come on, I'll treat you to something good!"
Qin Yi reminded: "Hey, senior brother, your place will be eaten up by it."
"How is that possible? We have piled up so much food that we can't sell it. If it can be eaten up, our food sect has been wasting away in vain for thousands of years."
"..." Qin Yi stretched out his hand: "I have to keep something for you, such as those stuffed buns that directly cause flatulence and are difficult to get rid of. Give me a few."
"What do you want that for?"
"In a sense, this is more powerful than any other poison, and detoxification methods are completely useless. Give me some of those with similar properties. The smaller the size, the better."
Senior Brother Jin glanced at him, showed a knowing smile, arranged a ring and handed it to him: "There are many types, study it yourself slowly."
"Thank you...and I really want to remind you, it can really make you poor."
Senior Brother Jin waved his hand impatiently: "How is that possible? It's not like Taotie is here."
After a stick of incense.
Senior Brother Jin looked at the empty room in a daze.
His hundreds of years of inventory were eaten up in just a few bites...
Whether it is harmful or beneficial, there seems to be no difference, they are all eaten up.
He also praised him: "It's delicious, do you have any more?"
The fat on Fatty Jin's face trembled, and he didn't even know whether to thank him for the compliment or feel horrified.
Because he finally saw that this motherfucker is really a glutton.
There is no other species in the world that can eat all these high-energy foods that are enough to feed countless immortals, regardless of profit or loss.
Still have to ask if there are any more!
If this isn't Taotie, what is it?
"Others raise dogs, but you raise gluttons..." Fatty Jin looked at Qin Yi stupidly: "Are you going to die?"
"Do me a favor and pack a few rings from Chi Zong's delicious food. My dog depends on this."
"Dogzi?...Pack it up?" Senior Brother Jin felt that his worldview was beginning to collapse: "No...are you sure nothing will happen to you if you raise Taotie?"
Qin Yi pressed his shoulder painfully: "If you had raised a mace, you would have become calm about everything."
Fatty Jin: "..."
tassel:"……"
After packing a few rings of various useful and harmful immortal food, Qin Yi left the eating sect with a satisfied black hair ball.
Who said it’s hard to keep a glutton...
The Chi Zong has made so many kinds of messy things for thousands of years, but they can’t be sold... Everyone is happy when they pack them up and feed them to the dogs. Isn’t this the best dog food? These few rings of food are enough for the dogs to eat for a while.
You won’t want to eat every airship you see.
After thinking about it, the war preparations that should be done are completed. At present, there is really nothing more to prepare. The only person who can still ask about the situation is the palace master who has been to the distant sea. I wonder if I can get some experience from him.
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Qin Yi flew to the Immortal Palace.
Another big difference between this time and previous years is that he appeared as a junior - even though his seniority is actually quite high.
But when he came back this time, he had become a backbone of the sect. In the eyes of most of the disciples, he was a senior. In the eyes of the masters of each peak, he communicated with him as an equal. Even though he was called "nephew", he was not regarded as a junior at all.
Because he is already shining brightly.
When we arrived at the internal affairs halls of the Immortal Palace, the performance became even more obvious. When we walked in, everyone around us held our breath, and everyone passing by bowed and saluted. This was the ceremonial treatment given to the senior officials of the Immortal Palace. In the past, only the palace masters and major sect leaders could enjoy it.
Qin Yi's performance outside also showed his prestige.
Even the blood energy in his body is heavier than that of ordinary people. Many monks have lived in the mountains for a thousand years, so they cannot be as fierce as Qin Yi. I don't think so at ordinary times, but I think he is quite peaceful and peaceful, but
When it comes to this kind of truly leisurely and peaceful atmosphere, it becomes more prominent.
It's like a tiger walking by, even though he looks very delicate.
This is a sect that has just wiped out other people's sects and shocked the grassland...
But just as he felt a little proud, he was shattered into pieces when he entered the main hall of the palace.
Now he can already judge Qianyuan's strength, as long as the other party doesn't deliberately hide it.
He immediately sensed the terrifying aura at the top of Qianyuan from the feeling of souls in the palace.
If Qianyuan is the ceiling of spiritual practice in the human world, then the top of Qianyuan is the top of the pyramid.
You're such a dick, why would you hurt someone else?
"I was in the late Qianyuan period when I was injured." As if sensing Qin Yi's confusion, the palace master's voice came vaguely: "It was a bit of a benefit to have suffered that injury, because I really haven't been injured for a long time.
After practicing quietly for a few years, I actually made progress...and then I had some other blessings."
Qin Yi sighed: "That monk Chengyuan is at the third or fourth level of Qianyuan. If you are in the late stage, you will lose both sides with him, and you will lose all your strength."
"That's not what you said." The palace master said: "You should have experienced the battle of souls by now. If you are not careful, big problems may occur. Badain's soul power is much better than yours, why is he still being bitten by you?
So miserable?"
Qin Yi was silent for a moment and sighed: "I know, that means you were actually beaten by someone who jumped over the rank."
Palace Master: "..."
"Then can you tell me what hit you on the far sea?"
Palace Master: "Come here, throw this dumb little bastard out of here!"