The aroma of meat spreads for hundreds of miles, making those who smell it salivate!
The fragrance, which is more spiritual than the top-grade flat peach, makes Dapan Mountain Realm feel like it is in a fairyland. The kind of life essence that only Daluo Jinxian possesses exudes. Just inhaling it makes people's soul and body sublime. Countless little demons are cheering and cheering.
A breakthrough creates a grand occasion like "chickens and dogs ascending to heaven".
However, it is worth mentioning that even if Daluo Jinxian's physical body is cut off and transformed into its original form, its toughness and divine power cannot be refined by ordinary demons and immortals.
In other words, if there is no strange fire at the Samadhi True Fire level, the fleshy wings of this Daluo Jinxian cannot be roasted at all!
Although Bai Niangzi and Xiao Qing are in the realm of earthly immortals, they are weaker than Uncle Buddha's physical body. They are too weak to be shaken at all.
Not to mention that they are water monsters. Let them control the water and wash the wings of the golden-winged roc. But if they want to barbecue, it will be like shaking the tree with a fly.
So after several attempts to no avail, we can see an unprecedented scene in the Three Realms.
The cold Lord Erlang, with an expressionless face, was holding his own three-pointed two-edged knife. On the two forked blades on the left and right, there were two bird wings, and underneath, an "oven" made of earth elements.
", is burning with the true fire of Samadhi.
The two small wings are naturally those of the Golden-winged Dapeng, but they are just reduced using the secret method of space.
Otherwise, Uncle Buddha's body is more than ten thousand feet long, and one wing is enough to cover the entire Dapan Mountain.
The True Fire of Samadhi was released by Erlang Shen. Although he was a war immortal, he was not very sophisticated in the use of the law of fire.
But at least you are still in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian, and you can still do it with a little bit of Samadhi True Fire.
As for why he uses his own three-pointed two-edged knife to bake, it's not because of bad taste, Erlang Zhenjun is not so boring.
It's because, apart from his three-pointed two-edged sword, there is nothing more suitable that can bear the continuous burning of the true fire of Samadhi!
All kinds of chances and coincidences have led to the current scene. Zhantiandoudi Erlang Zhenjun is sitting in front of the Qingtian Great Sage's tomb, grilling the wings of Daluo-level birds!
If he hadn't promised Ao Qing to treat him to grilled wings, Ben Zhenjun would have kept his word, so he wouldn't have lost his image like this!
In front of the tomb of the Great Sage Qingtian, the little monsters have already been dispersed. Only Erlang Zhenjun, Roaring Sky Dog, and the left and right witches are helping with the barbecue.
Erlang Zhenjun had a cold face, seemingly unfazed.
The big black dog Roaring Sky Dog sat upright next to him, staring at the two golden bird wings, sticking out his tongue and licking his tongue.
Bai Niangzi and Xiao Qing suppressed their laughter and obediently helped eliminate the spilled fire elements and applied water element formations to maintain the temperature of the entire Dapan Mountain.
It's so fragrant that even Daluo Jinxian will covet it.
This kind of ancient beast body with a Daluo level is more useful than flat peach or ginseng fruit. It is a supreme spiritual object that is hard to find in the three realms!
Because what Erlang Zhenjun chopped off was not just the body of the Golden-winged Dapeng, this body also contained part of Uncle Buddha's origin.
Otherwise, an immortal family like this could easily create too many clones and have as many wings as they wanted, so how could they be coveted by Da Luo?
In fact, when the barbecue was set up and the vision was spread, it did attract the attention of many powerful people.
Especially among the demon saints in Hezhou, Xiniu, many of them are secretly making trouble.
If they weren't very familiar with Erlang Zhenjun, and if a demon saint just came a little closer, they would have wanted to go to the mountain together to worship!
But there are also people who are not afraid of Erlangshen.
Jilei Mountain, on the top of the mountain.
The Great Holy Bull Demon King of Pingtian looked to the east. At the top of the mountain were the demon kings who were close to him with their eyes burning brightly and full of hope.
They were waiting for the Great Sage Pingtian to speak, and they also wanted a piece of the pie.
To be honest, the Great Sage Pingtian was indeed tempted. Although eating the bird meat was of no use to him at the peak of Da Luo.
But it's too fragrant and too heroic. It's so "glutinous" to openly drink the essence of the strange beasts at the peak of Da Luo, talk about the past and present, and look at the world.
But...
Who knew that this so-called essence of strange beasts came from Uncle Buddha in the West? This put the Great Sage Pingtian in trouble.
Thinking that he had gathered so many potential rebels a year ago to build a tomb for Ao Qing, he had already been warned by the Buddhist community.
The Great Sage Pingtian patted his head, sighed, and said: "Forget it, let's break up. Stop being greedy. Uncle Buddha's meat is not so delicious."
Muttering, the Bull Demon King returned to Moyun Cave amid the disappointed and helpless looks of everyone close to the Demon King.
"Anyway, Bai Yaoji will cause trouble, and she will always show some respect..."
At the same time, like the Bull Demon King, there is another person who has the strength and confidence to go and get a share of the pie, but whose status does not allow him to do so.
The messenger of the altar, Zhu Bajie.
The day after Ao Qing's death, Zhu Bajie, who had long been fed up with the strict rules and regulations of the Buddhist world in the West, and who knocked on wooden fish all day until he almost turned into a wooden fish, returned to his one-third-acre land, Jingtan Temple.
He has long been accustomed to his unruly appearance, but compared to the Bull Demon King, he does not hide it at all.
Here, the envoy of the Pure Altar is lying on his own altar, with a pig-like look on his face. He arches his nose to the west intoxicatedly, as if he can smell the fragrance even though he is hundreds of thousands of miles away, and his mouth is watering non-stop.
"Hey~"
"This is called fragrance. The flat peach in your hand loses its smell in an instant..."
"If I go, will the peacock and the little golden bird peck me to death..."
"Damn it, Ao Qing, the god of evil, makes people uneasy even when he's dead. Even in death he can eat better than me, an old pig!"
"But are you dead or not? Can you give Brother Zhu a happy word? I can see the situation clearly now. Maybe there is something really interesting..."
"If you come back again and give Brother Pig a pair of peacock wings, maybe Brother Pig will lose his mind and get on your pirate ship..."
"But we still have to find a way to create a little firebird, so that we can have a name..."
"Ao Qing, you bad guy, you can't beat me, this old pig..."
At the same time, in Tushita Palace.
The gold and silver fire-burning boy fed the green cow spirit some spiritual herbs and walked into the Tushita Palace with a wink.
They knew that Uncle Buddha had been roasted, but they didn't have much interest. Without him, there were too many good things in Tushita Palace, and Laojun was able to refine elixirs that had some effect on Daluo Jinxian every now and then.
These elixirs, after being modified by them, can always produce the smell of barbecue, flat peach, stinky tofu, ginseng fruit, dragon liver and phoenix marrow!
No worse than Uncle Buddha’s wings!
"Laojun~"
King Silver Horn said leisurely.
Taishang Laojun closed his eyes happily and pretended not to hear.
King Jinjiao stepped forward, hugged Laojun's Taoist robe, and said: "Master~~~"
Taishang Laojun had no choice but to open his eyes and said: "What's wrong?"
King Yinjiao answered and said, "Just tell me, where is Ao Qing? Was he hidden by you three brothers?"
Taishang Laojun said truthfully: "I don't know, saints are not omnipotent."
"fraud!"
"Bullying us again!"
"What is a saint if he is not omnipotent? You just don't want to tell us!"
"Huh! We all know this from Sister Qingniu! You have known for a long time that Ao Qing was the one who stole the things, but you didn't tell us!"
"So you must know where Ao Qing is this time, tell us!"
Taishang Laojun closed his eyes and said: "I'll tell you if I know it. Go ahead and don't disturb Laojun and Tongtian playing chess."
But in his mind, a chessboard is constructed, and his thoughts go straight to the two heavens, the three pure saints, two are playing chess, and one is watching chess and talking a lot, giving advice.
Suppressed by the law of heaven, they can't do anything, can't make any plans, and can't go anywhere. Although the saint can definitely endure loneliness, out of boredom, the three brothers gathered together in the dark to play chess.
, talking is also very normal.
"snort!"
The gold and silver boy put his hands in and was indignant.
"Forget it if you don't tell us, then you'll pay for our things!"
"Yes, you pay!"
Taishang Laojun ignored them at all and closed his eyes.
The gold and silver boys yelled for a while, and found that Lao Jun really ignored them, so they changed their tactics and one of them hugged one side of Lao Jun's Taoist robe, acting coquettishly.
"Laojun~~~"
"Master~~~"
"Look, Ao Qing is dead. There are no thieves this time. We still have some materials...for the last billion times!"
"Yes, that's right, the last billion times! Help us refine it. Ao Qing stole something and ran away. Aren't you also responsible..."
Outside the door, Qingniu Jing glanced lazily at the two playful children and yawned, feeling a little bored.
"Ao Qing, who are you? I have never suffered such a loss before, including calamities, but you were robbed by a golden immortal..."
"The world is so wonderful. I look forward to the day when you revive again. If that day comes..."
There was silence for a while.
The Green Ox Spirit seemed to be annoyed by the shouts from the gold and silver boys in Tushita Palace, so he turned over and stood up.
She walked slowly to the Tusita Palace, picked up two gourds in her mouth, turned around and left slowly, walked out of the Tusita Palace, walked out of the Nantian Gate, and walked down to the thirty-second heaven.
"Ao Qing is dead. The three realms are too boring. Let's play as a demon saint in the lower realm. Let's try uncle Buddha's wings..."