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Chapter 228 Invite the saint to eat roasted wings (first update, please subscribe)
"Boom--"

The chaotic air rolled, covering tens of thousands of miles, like huge waves in a raging sea.

At the edge of this chaotic sea, the ground, water, fire and wind are raging, strangling and eroding all tangible and intangible things, making this world continue to shatter.

For Yu Yuan, this chaotic sea full of destructive aura is undoubtedly a holy place for cultivation.

It's just that although he is standing in the sea of ​​chaos, the Qingping sword floating around him exudes a faint brilliance, forcing the chaotic energy back.

No force can approach him within a hundred miles.

So, he was left unscathed.

And the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, as the pinnacle Da Luo Jinxian, naturally has the means to resist the invasion of chaos.

At this moment, she was holding the shrunken Four Elephant Pagoda on her slender and tender palm, carefully inspecting the cracked scars of this top-quality spiritual treasure.

This bronze pagoda was severely damaged by the killing attack of the ancestor Kunpeng, but it did not hurt the source, and it can be repaired by itself only by letting it absorb the vitality of heaven and earth.

After looking at the Four Elephant Pagoda for sure that there was nothing serious, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit turned her head to look at the Chaos Clock, seeing that it was still being repaired, she couldn't help frowning, looked at Yu Yuan and said, "You Stay here to guard the Chaos Clock, and I will help your uncle and the others. If there is any danger, you must call me with the sound transmission orb in time!"

After speaking, she sacrificed the Seven Fragrance Chariot and prepared to leave.

Just after taking two steps, the Qixiang car stopped again, and the cold voice of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit came from it: "Don't run around after the Chaos Clock is repaired, I want to talk to you."

"understand!"

Yu Yuan responded bluntly.

Inside the Seven Fragrance Chariot, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit frowned slightly.

Based on her understanding of this apprentice, the more straightforward the other party's promise, the more likely it was perfunctory.

With this in mind, she took a deep look at Yu Yuan through the curtain, her eyes full of warning, and then hurried away in the Qixiang treasure car.

Yu Yuan naturally understood the warning in her eyes.

But he didn't care much.

In his opinion, what the Virgin of the Golden Spirit wants to talk about is nothing more than what happened when he traveled through time and space before.

Anyway, now that his identity as the "Great Witch" has been exposed, Yu Yuan has nothing to hide, and it's no big deal to tell her everything.

After the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit left, Yu Yuan was not idle either.

He dug and dug in the white chaos, and soon he dug out a huge wing, covered with soft golden feathers, the whole body seemed to be cast of gold.

Although this wing is curled up together, it is tens of thousands of miles long, like a golden sky.

The only pity is that there are no feathers on this wing, only relatively smaller golden feathers, which are softer and softer.

Compared with the hard and sharp feathers, these golden feathers are obviously much inferior.

However, these peng feathers were not damaged at all by the erosion of chaotic air, which was enough to prove that they were also excellent refining materials.

Not to mention much, at least it is suitable for refining Taoist robes.

He really deserves to be a quasi-sage and great power, and his body is full of treasures!

While admiring in his heart, Yu Yuan used a magic power of any size to shrink the Kunpeng's wings, and then began to pluck the feathers.

Golden feathers fluttered one after another, falling down like pieces of gold leaves.

To Yu Yuan's surprise, the roots of these golden feathers showed a dark ink color, and looked a bit like translucent scales.

Obviously, these golden feathers can freely transform between Kunlin and Pengyu.

Yu Yuan also noticed that there were two kinds of power with different attributes in these golden feathers, one was extremely masculine and hard, and the other was extremely yin and soft.

Yin and Yang are in harmony, and water and fire are hard to invade.

This Kunpeng feather is indeed the best material for refining vestments!

Yu Yuan admired in his heart, and sacrificed the pure glass bottle.

Then the Kunpeng scales and feathers flying all over the sky were all sucked in by the pure glass bottle.

In the blink of an eye, this Kunpeng wing, which was originally cast like gold, became bald, and it looked like a large chicken wing.

“Grilled chicken wings, my favorite~~~”

While humming, Yu Yuan took out the clean bottle from the Ruyi Qiankun bag, poured out the spiritual spring water to rinse Kunpeng's wings, and then sprayed out the true fire of Samadhi from his mouth.

But even without the guardianship of the golden feather, Kunpeng's body could not be roasted by the real fire of Samadhi.

Yu Yuan pondered for a moment, then took out the Dao vase again.

There was still the Jade Fire Demon Thunder of the Kunpeng Patriarch in this Dao vase, which was released by him at this moment, and a piece of Kunpeng's wings that were burned immediately were directly scorched.

Yu Yuan controlled the Dao vase to restrain himself a bit, and the jade fire demon thunder released was just right, it could roast the Kunpeng's wings without scorching them.

With his efforts, Kunpeng's wings soon "sizzled" and emitted a strong fragrance.

He reached out from the Qiankun Ruyi bag and took out a bunch of homemade seasoning bottles, all of which he found while wandering around the prehistoric regions.

The variety is complete and the taste is diverse.

But after thinking about it, he put those bottles and jars back, leaving only honey, volcanic salt, etc., for simple seasoning of Kunpeng's wings.

After all, high-end ingredients often only need the simplest cooking method to maximize their own deliciousness.

Looking at the wilderness, is there any higher-end ingredient than this Kunpeng's wing?
Soon, Kunpeng's wings were almost roasted.

Rich and fragrant, the fragrance is overflowing.

Yu Yuan glanced at the Qingping sword suspended around his body, and said respectfully, "Please eat it, Master Master!"

"Ok?"

Master Tongtian's whisper came from the Qingping sword, as if he was busy with other things just now, and only realized the situation on Yu Yuan's side at this moment, and he scolded in a very bad tone: "Nonsense!"

He is a saint!
It's nothing to cut off a wing of the Kunpeng ancestor, but if he roasts and eats the wing again, people might think he did it because of his greed!

Where does this put his face?

Yu Yuan was not discouraged either, he cut off the tenderest wing with a swipe in the air, wrapped it with mana and sent it to Qingping sword.

"Try it. The secret Kunpeng wings I made are unique. If you don't try it now, you may not be able to taste it later."

I don't know if it was Yu Yuan's words that played a role, or the shiny and fragrant Kunpeng's wings were really hard to refuse, but with a slight sway of the Qingping sword, the Kunpeng's wings disappeared out of thin air.

Seeing this, Yu Yuan smiled "hehe", cut off a piece of tender meat and put it in his mouth.

This Kunpeng meat is indeed full of fragrance, and possesses terrifying life energy and blood essence, just one bite, and the information panel in front of Yu Yuan's eyes is refreshed.

But it's not an increase, but a rapid decline.

Alas, it's so delicious but you can't eat it... you can only restrain yourself and taste it.

I'm too hard!

……

Bei Ming.

The one-armed Ancestor Kunpeng fled back to the Beiming Great Abyss in one breath, entered the cave sky, and went straight into his own Taoist palace at a unparalleled speed.

Recalling the sword just now, no matter how unwilling he was, he could no longer summon up the courage to face that Qingping sword again.

"Jiejiao... Damn it!"

The Kunpeng patriarch roared angrily, scaring the Xiaodao boy who served in the hall to turn pale.

"Get out!"

Kunpeng Patriarch scolded irritably.

Xiao Daotong quickly kowtowed, rolled himself into a ball, and quickly rolled backwards out of the Dao Palace.

At this time, many demon gods of the Northern Darkness sensed his return, and cast curious and inquiring thoughts on him.

The ancestor Kunpeng ignored this, and directly covered his Dao Palace, which surprised all the demon gods of the Northern Ming system.

It took a long time for the Kunpeng Patriarch to regain his composure and discard all the emotions in his heart.

Then, with a slight movement in his mind, he wanted to recall his chopped off wing.

Although he can reshape a brand new wing in an instant, the Kunpeng scales and feathers on the original wings have been refined into vestments by him after a long time of cultivation, possessing a defense comparable to the best spiritual treasures force.

It's just that no matter how strong the defense is, it's no different from paper in front of the Qingping sword.

Now that a piece of his robe is missing, it cannot be solved by reshaping a brand new wing. Only by recalling the wing that was left in the chaotic air can the robe be repaired.

It's just that the ancestor Kunpeng felt the tingling sensation of being roasted on the fire and thunder and lightning rushing to his body when he sensed the movement of the primordial spirit.

Ancestor Kunpeng stared wide-eyed, only to realize that his wing had already been plucked out and bald, and had been roasted with the Jade Fire Demon Thunder until it was half-ripe!
"Damn Yu Yuan!"

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

The ancestor of Kunpeng had never hated a person so much.

He seized his Lingbao twice, plucked his feathers twice, and now he is still roasting his wings!

He has run out of patience!

At this moment, he wished he could rush back immediately and swallow Yu Yuansheng alive, even if he angered the saint for this, there would be no place for him in the three realms, and he could only survive by escaping from the chaos beyond the sky... He is also willing!
It's just that in addition to sensing Yu Yuan, he also sensed the Qingping sword.

Thinking of this, Patriarch Kunpeng calmed down instantly as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his face.

He pondered for a moment, then reshaped a new arm, and then simply repaired the vestment.

After missing that part of Kunpeng's scales and feathers, there was an obvious flaw in his cassock.

Simple repairs like his can only serve as a cover, and cannot truly restore his cassock to its original state.

After finishing all this, he raised his head and looked straight ahead, and said slowly: "Fellow Daoist, do you have some spare time, I have made a decision on what Fellow Daoist said last time!"

After saying that, without seeing how he moved, this sentence condensed into a line of golden characters in the air, and then turned into dots of golden light, slowly disappearing into the air.

A moment later, a painting scroll about Zhang Xu tall and thick appeared out of thin air in the hall, and then slowly unfolded, revealing a magnificent picture scroll.

A handsome young man stepped out of the picture scroll, looked at the Kunpeng ancestor with a smile and bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't come here... Um, what happened, Fellow Daoist?"

Patriarch Kunpeng glanced at Mr. Bai, and said angrily: "I agreed to what you said last time! But I have one condition...kill the Yu Yuan who intercepted the teaching!"

Mr. Bai looked at Patriarch Kunpeng in surprise, and knew what happened without asking.

After a while, he shook his head lightly, and sighed: "Unexpectedly, you even took action, fellow daoist, but you still failed to get back the fragments of the chaotic clock... Sigh, let's not talk about this. Fellow daoist is now in a state of anger, and what you said I can't even believe it.

Let me go back and think carefully before making a decision. "

Patriarch Kunpeng said angrily, "What do you mean by that?"

Mr. Bai said slowly: "It doesn't mean anything else. Fellow Daoists have even taken away the Beiming Palace this time. Then the conditions we mentioned before need to be changed."

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(End of this chapter)