Master Kuchan kept his hands, and a black iron Zen stick waving made the wind blow, striking the head of the polygonal monster, and the spiritual energy penetrated like water until the polygonal monster's hard skull turned into powder and turned into a soft and soft dough. Then he breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, and put away the Zen stick and restored the solemn treasure. He clasped his hands together, sang a Buddha's name, and said to the refugees around him: "Although the poison of this beast has been transformed by monks, it is ultimately the flesh and blood of the monster beast with powerful spiritual energy. If he doesn't know the depth, he will end up like swallowing the 'Yu Jingzi'. He will have to penetrate the intestines and turn the belly into rotten, his meridians will be broken, and his death will be extremely miserable!"

"The way to eat this beast is to take a pinch of it with your fingernails, mix it into half a bucket of water, and drink it slowly in three days and three nights. It doesn't work for one day. This will ensure that you don't know how to be hungry, thirsty and tired after three or five days. Even if you don't eat water for seven or eight days, you can barely support it. At that time, the court's relief will definitely come. Dear fellows, please rest assured!"

"You have left your hometown all the way, can you have leaders like village chiefs and security chiefs? If not, please give the respected old man to allocate them to everyone!"

Master Kuchan's words were plain but seemed to contain magical power, which made all refugees line up in a long queue, and invited more than a dozen respected elders to distribute them, in an orderly manner, without any confusion.

Only then did Li Yao realize that Master Kuchan took great pains to consume a lot of spiritual energy to purify the head of the polygonal monster, in order to find food for the hungry victims.

These victims are all ordinary people, and they consume very little. If a polygonal monster's head is crushed into powder and then transformed into the water, it will indeed allow thousands of people to barely last for several days.

Master Kuchan finished assigning it, then nodded at Li Yao and smiled at him.

At this time, I heard the handsome monk making a "guru" sound in his stomach, and he was fighting in the flood for a day and a night, and he was extremely hungry.

Master Kuchan rubbed his stomach and walked to the open space.

Li Yao followed with some curiosity.

The refugees naturally thanked Master Kuchan for his gratitude, but when they saw the two "immortal masters" who were about to speak, they did not dare to come forward to disturb him, but just watched from afar.

But a large hole was taken out in the middle of the open space, and some straw, quarantine and other things were burning in a cod.

In addition to the burning smell of plants and trees, there is also a very strange smell that is indescribable or smelly.

Master Kuchan raised his nose and smelled it. At about the time of the heat, he squatted down next to the big pit, pulled a corner of his moon-white monk's robe, wiped the Zen stick covered with mud and brains randomly, and picked the smoldering straw and dead branches covering the big pit, revealing a black and dirty thing.

With a "coaxing", a sour and stinky smell suddenly emerged and drilled into Li Yao's nostrils.

Li Yao stretched his neck and glanced into the pit, almost vomiting out overnight dinner without feeling nauseous.

In the pit, there are several large pieces of beef wrapped in yellow mud after being disassembled eight pieces.

This is the method of beggar chicken. If it is properly prepared, it should have a strange fragrance.

However, the beef pieces are large and thick, so it is not suitable to be prepared using this method. The heat is a little lacking. The prepared meat pieces are still bloody and red, and there is a lot of water. The surface is black and clean. When you touch it gently, a colorful juice flows out.

All the beef adds up to half of the beef, but unfortunately, it’s a pity that it’s soaked in the flood for too long and all of them are spoiled. No matter how hard it is to cook, the smell that is so strong that it cannot be melted still lingers above the pit!

Li Yao is not a person who is rich in clothes and food. Although the dragon liver and phoenix marrow are very good, even the most ordinary fried dough sticks can be eaten happily. However, if you soak in the flood for a long time, you will be grateful to Bumin!

However, Master Kuchan took out a handful of unknown powder from his arms, rubbed his hands, and sprinkled it into a big pit, barely suppressing the odor.

Then he thrust the Zen stick, poked a bloody cow leg, dragged it up, grabbed the cow's hooves with both hands like a big knife, stretched out his neck, and snatched the left, "click", "click", and "click", and when the two stuttered, there was almost only a bare cow leg bone left!

Master Jujuen was not satisfied, his teeth were shiny, and the sound of "cracking and cracking" was endless. He chewed a piece of calves like sugar cane, but he didn't even spit out any bones!

Li Yao was stunned.

I never expected that the most heroic eating habit I had ever seen in my life actually happened to a monk who was as beautiful as a flower!

Master Jujube swept the wind and the clouds. He then chewed a beef leg out of two seconds and then nipped the residue. He picked up the Zen stick again, poked a piece of rib from the fire pit, and held it greasyly in his hand. Only then did he remember that there was someone next to him, and smiled bitterly at Li Yao, saying, "The monk has a lot of intestines. The beef in this cave cannot be filled. I won't invite the donor of Lingjiu. Forgive me, forgive me!"

Li Yao was still a little dazed. Seeing him tearing his ribs apart, "snip", like sucking noodles, sucking them into his stomach. He was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and asked stammeringly, "Does the monk eat meat?"

“Eat naturally.”

Master Kuchan was covered in oily face, covered in flesh, and held the ribs in his mouth, but there was still a faint compassion and sorrow between his eyebrows and eyes. I don’t know if he thought the food tasted too bad or was silently rescuing the old ox that fell into his belly. He stretched out his thumb, pushed a little bit of minced meat into his mouth, and sighed, “How can the monk not eat meat, do you have the strength to save all living beings?”

This is really a very unreasonable sentence.

However, Master Kuchan has such charm. Even if the most ridiculous words in the world are said, as long as he speaks them with such a compassionate expression, it will make people unable to help but think deeply. Is it really reasonable?

Li Yao blinked his eyes for a long time and frowned, "Even if you want to eat meat, you should eat some spiritual beasts containing a lot of spiritual energy, dragon spirits, tigers and fierce dragon spirits, can you not have the Qiankun Ring? Are these things in the Qiankun Ring?"

"It was originally a few."

Master Kuchan said lightly, "But along the way, there were too many victims, and they were all divided."

"Even so, you should get some fresh flesh and blood!"

Li Yao couldn't help but say, "In the flood, there were a large number of dead pigs and cows, and a continuous stream of river fish. Although most of the pigs and cows were rotten, they could cut off some good meat by plundering them carefully. Why should you eat these pickled things?"

"The good meat on pigs and cows, as well as the fresh river fish, is naturally for the victims to eat."

Master Kuchan continued, "These rotten and spoiled stinky meats must not be eaten by the people. I can't help eating them anymore. I have to have diarrhea and die of diarrhea! The monk will not be nervous. In addition to the a little sour and astringent mouth, it can still nourish the body and restore strength."

“…”

Li Yao was moved and had nothing to say. He could only endure the shock in his heart and watch Master Kuchan swallow most of the rotten and deteriorated cow bite by bit.

Although I was sitting in the mud soaked in the flood, I ate sour and smelly, and greasy roast beef.

But Master Kuchan's calm and contented expression seemed to be sitting in the quietest meditation room, looking at the picturesque green mountains in the distance, while using the most exquisite tea sets to taste the unparalleled tea in the world!

"master--"

Li Yao took a deep breath, calmed down, and had nothing to say, "Yesterday, thanks to the master's move to leave the multi-horned monster, he was able to hunt three priceless monster pills. I am not a person who is obsessed with greed. According to the rules of the cultivation world, these three demon pills are naturally the two of you and me. In addition, the sword crazy Yan Liren and the three of them are equally divided, one by one, just right!"

"The monk understood the kindness of the donor Lingjiu, and the three of them were equally divided, but there was no need."

Master Kuchan waved his hand and said openly.

"How can that work?"

Li Yao admired this Taoist monk who was pure and weak, and his tone became anxious. "I often heard the name of Master Kuchan when I was in Wunan. This time I came to the Central Plains to make a name for myself and even establish a sect! If I even had to take more of the master's demon pill, what would I have to do with my face? This demon pill is worthy of the master, and no matter what, the master must accept it!"

"The donor of Lingjiu misunderstood again."

Master Kuchan sighed and said with some distress, "What the monk means is that the multi-horned monster is the first to discover the monk. He chased and fought all the way, and consumed ten of its strength. The last blow was also issued by the monk. Therefore, the monk must occupy two of the three demon pills to be fair!"

"I was planning to go to the noble school to ask for it after eating beef. Since the donor of Lingjiu took the initiative to mention it, that would be great. The monk is not a petty person who is petty and scrupulous. One and a half demon pills will never be scruples with the monk, right?"

Li Yao: "Ah?"

"If the donor of Lingjiu feels that two are too many, can he ask for a price all over the place and pay it back!"

Master Kuchan said seriously, "It's better to have one piece of one piece, and the third piece is 28% off, the monk is 80% and the expensive school is 20%, which is very reasonable, right?"

Li Yao: "What, how to divide it?"

"Look for Shendu's 'Qibao' or 'Tiangong Building' to sell it at an estimated price, and you can share the income from the sale."

Master Kuchan said calmly, "Of course, if the noble school feels it is too troublesome, you can also directly offer a price for the monk. If the monk feels it is satisfactory, then selling it to the noble school will save you from being tapped by the 'Qibao' and 'Tiangong Building'!"

Li Yao was speechless and speechless.

Master Kuchan continued to eat large pieces of meat: "Why is the donor of Lingjiu silent? Do you think the price the monk wants is too high? Don't worry, just talk about it slowly!"

"no."

Li Yao touched his nose and smiled bitterly, "I just didn't expect that the master would talk about money so directly as soon as he came up!"

"You and I have never met each other. If you meet by chance, what should I talk about if you don't talk about money?"

Master Kuchan frowned and said, "Can you still have to talk to you about Buddhism?"

Li Yao: “…”

Master Kuchan: "By the way, it doesn't matter how much the final price is. If the expensive sect can eat it, the monk wants to sell all his demon pills to the expensive sect and exchange them for food, medicine and cold-proof clothing, but he doesn't know if the expensive sect has no time to raise it? If a large sum of grain can be raised in a short time, the monk's share will be slightly reduced, and it's fine!"

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