Master Kuchan kept moving, waving a black iron Zen staff vigorously and hitting the head of the multi-horned monster Qiu.
The spiritual energy penetrated like water until the skull of the multi-horned monster Qiu, which was as hard as iron, turned into powder and turned into a It looked like soft dough.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief, put away the Zen staff, and returned to his solemn treasure.
The multi-horned monster Qiu clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist chant, and said to the refugees around him: "Although the poison of this beast has been transformed by the monks, it is still a monster flesh and blood containing powerful spiritual energy.
If it is stuffed, it will have the same fate as swallowing 'Jade Crystal'.
It will cause the intestines to be pierced, the meridians to be severed, and death to be extremely miserable!"
"The way to eat this beast is for each person to take a handful with his fingernails, mix it into half a bucket of water, and drink it slowly over three days and three nights, not even one day less.
This is enough to ensure that you will not be hungry or thirsty for three to five days.
If you are tired, you can barely survive even if you don’t have food or water for seven or eight days.
At that time, the government’s relief will definitely arrive, so you can rest assured!”
"You have been away from home all the way.
Do you have a leader such as a village chief or a security chief?
If not, you can ask a respected old man to distribute it for everyone!"
Master Kuchan's words were plain and simple, but they seemed to contain magical power.
All the refugees lined up in a long queue and invited more than a dozen respected elders to distribute the food in an orderly manner without any confusion.
Only then did Li Yao realize that Master Kuchan had taken great pains and expended a large amount of spiritual energy to purify the head of the multi-horned monster Qiu in order to find food for the hungry victims.
These victims are ordinary people and consume very little.
If a multi-horned monster's head is crushed into powder and then dissolved into water, it can indeed sustain thousands of people for several days.
After Master Kuchan finished the assignment, he nodded to Li Yao and greeted him with a smile.
At this time, the handsome monk heard a "gurgling" sound in his stomach.
He had been fighting in the torrential flood for a day and a night, and he was very hungry.
Master Kuchan rubbed his belly and walked to the open space on one side.
Li Yao followed him curiously.
The refugees were naturally grateful to Master Kuchan.
However, when they saw the two "immortal masters" about to talk, they did not dare to come forward to disturb them.
They just watched from a distance.
But I saw a big hole dug out in the center of the open space.
The hole was filled with some straw and dry firewood, and was burning sultryly.
In addition to the smell of burnt vegetation, there was also a rather strange smell that could not be described as fragrant or smelly.
Master Kuchan raised his nose and smelled it.
It seemed that the fire was about to reach.
He squatted down next to the big pit, pulled a corner of his moon-white monk's robe, wiped the Zen staff stained with mud and brains, and covered the big pit.
The smoldering straw and dead branches on it parted, revealing a dark mass.
With a "coax" sound, a sour and stinky smell suddenly emerged and went straight into Li Yao's nostrils.
Li Yao craned his neck and glanced into the pit, almost vomiting out his overnight meal without feeling sick.
In the pit, there were several large pieces of beef that were cut into eight pieces and wrapped in yellow mud.
This is the recipe for beggar's chicken.
If prepared properly, it should be fragrant.
However, the beef cubes are large and thick, so it is not suitable to be prepared using this method.
The heat is a little lacking, and the prepared meat is still bloody and mushy.
There is also a lot of water, and the surface is black, but it flows when touched lightly.
A colorful thick juice came out.
All the beef combined was probably as much as half a cow.
Unfortunately, it had been soaked in the flood for too long and all of it had deteriorated.
No matter how hard it was cooked, the stench was still lingering above the big pit!
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Li Yao is not a man of fine clothes and fine food.
Dragon liver and phoenix marrow are certainly good, but even the most ordinary deep-fried dough sticks and pancakes can be eaten with great pleasure.
However, after being soaked in floods for a long time, they are highly spoiled.
Smelly meat, then thank you for your insensitivity!
Master Kuchan took out a handful of unknown powder from his arms, rubbed it with his hands, and sprinkled it into the pit to suppress the stench.
Then the Zen staff straightened up, poked a bloody cow leg, dragged it up, grasped the cow's hoof with both hands like a horse-killing sword, stretched his neck, took one bite on the left, "click", one on the right, "click", two bites down , almost only a bare cow leg bone is left!
Master Kuchan was unsatisfied, his teeth were sharp, and the sound of "click, click, click, click" was heard endlessly.
He gnawed down the cow leg bones piece by piece like sugar cane, and he didn't spit out even the slightest bit of bone residue!
Li Yao was stunned.
I never expected that the most heroic eating gesture I had ever seen in my life would happen to a... flower-like monk!
Master Kuchan was so furious that he chewed up a leg of beef until no residue was left.
He picked up his Zen staff again, poked out a piece of ribs from the fire pit, and held it greasyly in his hand.
Remembering that there was someone else next to him, he gave Li Yao a bitter smile and said: "The monk's intestines are very big, and the beef in this cave is not enough to satisfy his hunger, so I won't ask the griffon benefactor.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Li Yao was still in a daze.
He saw him tearing apart the ribs carefully and sucking them into his stomach one by one like noodles.
He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses and asked stammeringly: "Do monks also eat meat?"
"Eat naturally."
Master Kuchan had a shiny face and the smell of meat all over his body.
He was holding a rib in his mouth, but there was still a touch of compassion and sorrow in his eyebrows.
He didn't know whether he felt that the food tasted too bad, or he was silently overcoming the old man who fell into his belly.
Scalper, he stretched out his thumb, pushed a bit of minced meat from the corner of his mouth into his mouth, and sighed, "How can a monk have the strength to save all sentient beings if he doesn't eat meat?"
This is really a very unreasonable statement.
However, Master Kuchan has such a charm.
Even if he says the most ridiculous words in the world, as long as he says them with such a compassionate expression, people can't help but ponder whether they really make sense.
Li Yao blinked for a long time and frowned: "Even if you want to eat meat, you should eat the flesh and blood of spiritual beasts that contain a lot of spiritual energy and are as powerful as dragons and tigers.
Don't monks have the Qiankun Ring?
Don't these things be prepared in the Qiankun Ring?
" "Originally, there were a few pieces."
Master Kuchan said calmly, "But along the way, there were too many victims, and they were all eaten."
"Even so, we should get some new flesh and blood!"
Li Yao couldn't help but said, "In the flood, there were a lot of dead pigs and cows floating there, as well as a steady stream of river fish.
Although most of the pigs and cows were rotten, if you search carefully, you can cut off some good meat, so why eat them?"
A pickled thing?"
"The good meat from the pigs and cows, as well as the fresh river fish, are naturally eaten by the victims."
Master Kuchan continued, "Common people must not eat these rotten and smelly meat.
If they can't help but eat it, they will have diarrhea and die of diarrhea!
The monk doesn't worry, except for the slightly sour taste in the mouth.
Besides, 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 watched Master Kuchan swallow most of the rotten cow in one bite.
Even though he was sitting in the mud soaked by the floods, eating sour, smelly, greasy roast beef.
But Master Kuchan's calm and sweet expression is like sitting in the most tranquil Zen room, looking at the picturesque green mountains in the distance, while using the most exquisite tea set, tasting the unparalleled tea in the world!
"master--" Li Yao took a deep breath, calmed down, and found something to say, "Thanks to the master's intervention to leave that multi-horned monster yesterday, he was able to hunt three priceless top-grade demon pills.
I am not a greedy person.
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According to the world of cultivation, According to the rules, these three demon pills are naturally shared equally between you and me, plus Jian Chi Yan Liren, one for each of us, it’s just right!”
"The monk understands the kindness of the benefactor of the Spiritual Vulture and wants to share it equally among the three, but there is no need for it."
Master Kuchan waved his hand and said very openly.
"How about that?"
Li Yao really admired this stoic and virtuous monk to the extreme, and his tone couldn't help but become anxious, "Master Kuchan's name was something I often heard when I was in Wunan.
I'm here this time."
To the Central Plains, that is I want to become famous and even establish a sect!
If I want to take advantage of this demon pill, how can I lose my face?
, they all must be accepted!”
"The Vulture Donor has misunderstood again."
Master Kuchan sighed and said with some distress, "What the monk means is that the monk was the first to discover that strange multi-horned dragon.
He chased and fought hard all the way, draining ten of its strength.
The last blow...
It was also issued by the monk, so of the three demon pills, it is only fair that the monk should take up two of them!"
"Originally, I was planning to go to your sect to ask for it after finishing the beef.
Since the benefactor of the Spirit Vulture took the initiative to bring it up, that would be the best thing.
The monk looks at the benefactor, and he is not a petty person who cares about everything.
One and a half demon pills will never be the same.
Does the monk care about it?”
Li Yao: "Huh?"
"If the Spiritual Vulture Donor feels that two pills are too many, he can ask for a huge amount of money and pay back the money while sitting on the ground!"
Master Kuchan said sternly, "It's better to have one for each party, and the third one will be divided into 28%, 80% for the monks, and 20% for the noble sect.
It's very reasonable, right?"
Li Yao: "How, how to divide it?"
"Go to the 'Qibao Hao' or 'Tiangong Building' in Shendu to appraise and sell it, and you can divide the proceeds from the sale."
Master Kuchan said calmly, "Of course, if your sect feels it's too troublesome, you can also directly offer the monk a price.
If the monk feels satisfied, then sell it directly to your sect, so as not to be "Qibao" 'Tie up with 'Tiangonglou'!"
Li Yao was stunned and speechless.
Master Kuchan continued to eat large pieces of meat: "Why is the Vulture Donor silent and speechless?
Do you think the price the monk wants is too high?
Don't worry about this, just talk slowly!"
"no."
Li Yao touched his nose and smiled bitterly, "I just didn't expect that the master would talk about money so directly when he first came up!"
"You and I are strangers to each other.
We meet by chance.
If we don't talk about money, what are we talking about?"
Master Kuchan frowned and said, "Is it possible that you still need a monk to talk about Buddhism with you?"
Li Yao: "..."
Master Kuchan: "By the way, it doesn't matter what the final price is.
If your sect can afford it, the monk would like to sell all his share of the demon elixir to your sect and exchange it for food, medicine and cold-weather clothing."
But I don’t know if your sect has time to raise money.
If a large amount of food can be raised in a short period of time, the monk’s share can be slightly lower, even five to five!”
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