Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 130 The Crazy Venerable

Spicy skewers!

Jiang Chen had mentioned this food festival event to Li Wanjun and Fu Yuechan before.

Both of them seemed somewhat unconcerned about this.

As the Holy Lord.

The delicacies they can eat are unimaginable for ordinary people.

They have eaten dragon liver and phoenix marrow at the demon king level before.

So for this food festival.

The two saints thought that this was just a closing event organized by Jiang Chen for the sake of liveliness.

But when they arrived at the martial arts arena, they immediately showed puzzled expressions.

What are these people doing?
As far as the eye can see.

There were rows of large scarlet soup pots, and the scarlet soup was constantly boiling in the blazing yellow flames of the spiritual wood.

Inside the pot, thousands of green bamboo skewers with unknown ingredients floating in the air.

Outside the pots, there was a large group of monks standing in front of each soup pot, watching eagerly.

but
What puzzled several saints was.

Why are they crying so miserably?
At this moment, a breeze happened to blow, bringing with it a spicy and fragrant scent.

"Oh my god! It smells so good!"

A cultivator in the fusion stage was masturbating and crying.

The chili oil may have brought tears to my eyes, but more importantly, I was crying because of the delicious smell.

For thousands of years, I have been accustomed to the bitter taste of foundation-building pills and the monotonous taste of spiritual vegetables and soups in daily life.

The pot of spicy and delicious skewers in front of them reactivates the dead taste system of these monks!
The mouth came alive, as if countless particles were jumping inside.
"It hurts! My tongue is about to hurt. Fellow Daoists, just eat super spicy food and don't use spiritual energy to protect your body. It hurts and feels great at the same time! I can't stop eating!"

"Nonsense! I'm already eating spicy skewers, and you want me to use my cultivation to reject the spiciness? Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"Spicy is good! The spicier, the better!"

During the conversation, one of the disciples suddenly lost control of his spiritual power due to the stimulation of chili oil, and the sword energy cut his sleeves. When he finally stabilized, he actually entered the Golden Core Stage!
"Awesome! So delicious! Huh? I broke through? Holy crap! Spicy skewers actually helped me break through!"

Did I lose it?

How delicious must this be?
The three saints were already stunned by what they saw.

Instead of meditating to stabilize his breath, the cultivator who had broken through the realm turned around and continued to head straight for the spicy skewers hotpot.

Murong Ziyue, who had returned from Qingluan Sword Pavilion, also attended the press conference with Venerable Xuelian.

And Master also bought her a new cell phone!

At this time, Zimao's cheeks turned red from the spicy skewers eating left and right, but he still held the bamboo sticks and refused to let go, and his mouth never stopped.

"Master, this mushroom...mushroom! It's so fragrant, and every bite makes the juice burst out! Mmmmmm..."

"Just focus on eating your food. I, your teacher, will make my own decision!"

Venerable Xuelian also lost his former cold temperament.

He gasped.

He stared at the skewers that the little loli stall owner had just added to the pot, which were not yet cooked.

“Enoki mushrooms, mushrooms, chicken gizzards, duck blood, chicken wing tips, and small pieces of beef.”

After listing more than a dozen ingredients in a row, Venerable Xuelian said.

"I want all these skewers. Everyone, please eat something else."

what?
The other ordinary cultivators surrounding the pot were all dumbfounded.

"No, sister, who are you? You just open your mouth and take all the best food? Let me see."

'boom! ’

Before the man could finish his words, he was pushed back several steps by the aura of Venerable Snow Lotus.

Mahayana Venerable!
The expressions of the monks around him were as if they had eaten shit.

You, a Mahayana monk, actually lower yourself to grab the food. Do you have any shame?

Fortunately, there are thousands of large hot pots on the scene today, and not every senior is as domineering as Venerable Xuelian.

So some monks turned around and went to another hot pot.

But more people chose to stay.

Although Venerable Xuelian bought up a lot of skewers, he also drove some people away.

In this case.

Although the monks who stay can't eat the most delicious food, at least they can eat more of the other foods, right?

Murong Ziyue hastily wiped the chili oil from the corner of her mouth, and even with her cheeks puffed up like a hamster, she did not forget to cast an admiring look at her master.

Master's cultivation can finally be put to good use!
Fighting is strictly prohibited on the scene, but since the Mahayana cultivator personally takes action to intimidate, Pu Xiu still has to give him some face.

"Eat quickly, and let the stall owner take over!"

"Mmm! Ha~ Master, mama mama. I will definitely try my best to eat it! Mama mama. Ha, it's so spicy."

Female cultivators like Murong Ziyue were quite reserved when eating.

Some male cultivators are enjoying their meal so much that they don’t care about you.
They all took off their clothes and started to do it!

"Fuck, how can you make food so delicious? I'm really impressed!"

"Awesome! This is delicious food! I wasted all those thousand years practicing?!"

"Indeed, I don't know what was going through my head before. Maybe it was just herd mentality. Seeing everyone else practicing, I started practicing too."

"From now on I will be a sober monk! Live for myself, live for happiness!"

"What is happiness? Happiness is holding a bunch of skewers in my left hand and a bunch of skewers in my right hand."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

A monk suddenly had an epiphany on the spot and took out his cell phone to post a piece of work.

With text:

I have always been willing to assume the worst of practitioners, but I never expected or believed I could be so numb.

Those who follow the crowd generally feel that if everyone else is drunk, they will be drunk too; if everyone else is turbid, they will be turbid too, as if they can find peace of mind by following the crowd.

If everyone cultivates, I cultivate too. If everyone retreats, I retreat too. Such behavior is nothing more than a body without a soul, drifting with the tide. If the world were full of cultivators like this, one would truly sigh, "Sad for their misfortune, angry at their lack of ambition."

[We cultivators, it's time to slow down our practice and appreciate the scenery along the way.]

Once this statement was published, it was immediately recognized by many monks.

Especially those who feel guilty because their fellow disciples are practicing while they are addicted to their mobile phones.

These words immediately calmed their anxious consciences.

I found an excuse to play with my phone with a clear conscience.

There were many people eating skewers on the scene.

Without Jiang Chen's guidance, people soon discovered the correct way to use beer.

"Eh?"

"My fellow Taoists, I just realized that having a sip of beer while eating skewers is even more refreshing than milk tea!"

"You just found out?"

"Beer is not only refreshing and helps relieve spiciness, but it also helps clear away greasiness and stimulates appetite. It makes me want more! The more I eat, the hungrier I get! It's best to chill the beer. Hey! The effect? ​​I'm telling you, it's incredible!"

“But milk tea is free today.”

"The line at Bunny Tea Princess's place is two miles long. Are you sure you want to wait there?"

"Never mind, I'd better buy some beer."

"Huh? That's not right. Why is the price of beer higher today?"

Some smart monks at the scene also started live broadcasts.

Bring the delicious taste of spicy skewers to every viewer in the live broadcast room.

The Holy Son of Daqian is one of them.

I originally planned to catch up on the latest episodes of Fights Break Sphere after watching the press conference, but I accidentally came across this guy’s live broadcast room of eating skewers.

Just watching others eat, his saliva would be secreted uncontrollably in his mouth.

"If I could have a bite of this, wouldn't it be so delicious?"

"I envy their atmosphere, eating skewers and drinking wine."

When I saw someone finish masturbating, I cried with excitement.

The Holy Son of Daqian couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Is it really that delicious?"

“It would be nice if there was a top-notch luxury model that you could still smell.”

"I heard there are a lot of shills in the live streaming industry now?"

Two days ago, an elder in their Daqian Holy Land was cheated by a solicitor, and the things he bought were completely different from what was demonstrated to the "random audience" in the live broadcast room.

I want to report a return.

But he found out that the other party had already cancelled his account with more than two million followers.

I heard that it’s because the account traffic is getting worse and worse, and the content can’t be produced.

So the owner of the account gave up and quit after making a fortune, even abandoning the account.
"You're overthinking it. How could all these people be agents?"

The Holy Son of Daqian smiled. In the camera, he saw more than one old senior who was famous in the Spiritual Continent.

How could such a senior be a shill?

And the anchor moved the camera several times.

He seemed to have seen the Saint Lord of Yao Chi and the Saint Lord of Daming eating happily not far away.

If you don’t understand, just ask, can you invite the Holy Lord by asking a dog for help?

"no!"

The Holy Son of Daqian got down from the bed.

"It doesn't matter if I didn't get the phone, I have to eat this skewers!"

"But I'm slowly understanding how to divide my time. If I leave for the Heavenly Demon Realm now, then this novel..."

"Forget it. If I don't catch up with him for a day, I think Can Tu Dou won't blame me. I even gave him a few hundred coins yesterday."

"At worst, I can compress some of my training time tomorrow and use it to read novels to make up for what I lost today!"

"Pah~"
He lit a cigarette and took a puff.

Ji Ruoyao looked at Jiang Chen with burning eyes, her lips turning red from the spiciness.

"Jiang Chen, I don't care. I didn't get the Bunny Tea Princess, but you have to give me one of these skewers no matter what you say!"

While speaking, the Saint Lord was still making "shaha" sounds to relieve the spiciness.

of course.

As the Holy Lord, as long as she wanted, she could remain calm even if the situation was a hundred or a thousand times hotter.

But if that's the case.

What’s the point of eating this spicy skewers?
Among the millions of monks present, not a single one actively rejected the stimulation of the tongue caused by the chili pepper!

"Sister Ruoyao, don't worry. I've already started planning the development of the Canglan Domain. Don't worry, I'll definitely give you a big surprise in the future!"

"It's a deal! Also, the most urgent thing is to bring me a few more beers."

"Yeah."

Fu Yuechan ate more than a dozen skewers in one go, her face flushed.

"Beer, beer! Ice-cold beer! I've officially switched from being a milk tea lover to a beer lover!"

After a pause, she added more information about her character.

"I mean, when I'm eating skewers, I'm still a firm milk tea drinker on weekdays!"

good guy?
Jiang Chen rolled his eyes at Fu Yuechan.

You want both the party and you want the party, right?

Then he sent a private message to Huang Wansan.

"Wan San, just like milk tea, I've also banned Chuan Chuan on Douyin. It can only be purchased offline. You can first run a few pilots in the Wan San store in Tian Yao Territory and see the results."

"Good boss!"

(End of this chapter)