Chapter 433 Roast Chicken (please subscribe)

"Is the tooth sacrifice? Just so happens that I'm a little hungry."

Yu Chen smiled, stretched out his hand and a big rooster appeared in his hands.

The cockerel on the top of the cockscomb was a little golden in red. When he suddenly looked like a burning flame. The icy beak had a slight metallic luster, which looked very sharp, with bright eyes and bright feathers, as if glowing. It was obviously not an ordinary poultry.

"Fellow Daoist Yuchen, you are a handsome cock, and you seem to have bloodlines of strange beasts. But it is still alive now, so just take it out like this. Are you planning to make a roast chicken for me now?"

Daoji teased and said, not wanting Yuchen to nod, and then he lowered a clear air in Daoji's surprised gaze, cleaning the feathers on the big rooster.

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In the dull gaze of the big rooster, Yuchen tapped his eyebrows with a little inspiration.

Then, his fingers fell on the chicken's neck and gently stroked along the position of his neck. A small wound appeared and a stream of blood gushed out. Immediately afterwards, Yuchen's fingers slid down and penetrated his chest cavity. After a few simple slides, he gently hooked it, and his internal organs and sternum were completely removed.

When Yuchen started to take action, Daoji's eyes moved, as if he wanted to stop him, but Yuchen's speed was faster. He had already taken the second step before he spoke. After a while, he completed the early cleaning work. Such superb skills naturally made Daoji admire him. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Yuchen's move was not a simple magic, and some hard skills took the lead in this move.

Theoretically speaking, most people can practice for more than ten years and understand that Yuchen's hand is 60 to 70% mysterious through props. If they can go further, it will be the legendary realm of the butcher Ding cutting a cow.

After Yu Chen did all this, he mixed the blood, internal organs and bones of the chicken, and used a little bit of inspiration at his fingertips as a guide to refine them together, turning them into a Yuan fetus. The scattered chicken feathers gathered and turned into egg shells to wrap the almost illusory Yuan fetus. Finally, Yu Chen stuffed the finished product that looked like a small egg into the chicken's belly.

Daoji was also a little unable to sit still. He could see that the little bit of spiritual light at Yu Chen’s fingertips was the little essence of the big rooster. Yu Chen used some unknown technique to force this little essence, combined with his bones, blood and feathers, to turn into a spiritual fetus and send it into his abdomen. This is to be re-conceived.

Then, Yuchen used various spices and auxiliary materials, combined with jade paste to make a skeleton to support the collapsed chicken, and finally attracted flames of different colors to surround the chicken, blessing with the true meaning of sitting fire, and the fire of civil and military repeatedly burned, and various seasonings were constantly applied during this period.

About half an hour later, Yuchen put the roast chicken in his hand on the plate and placed it in front of Daoji.

Seeing this, Daoji immediately stretched out his hand, picked up the chicken leg and twisted it. The broken chicken skin was naturally torn apart under such force, and a ray of light rushed out of the thunder. In the dazzling golden light, an illusory firebird that looked like a rooster danced in it.

At the same time, an extremely domineering fragrance filled the void around him, and a wave of swallowing sound came from all over the surrounding area. Daoji could see that it was the sound of the fragrance sacrificing the ghosts and gods, ghosts, and swallowing in a unique way, which was the slight fluctuation generated by the consumption of offerings by ghosts and gods.

"Amitabha!" Dao Ji took a deep breath, and after chanting the Buddha's name, he stuffed the chicken legs with a faint light into his mouth, and bit off a piece of chicken in a big mouthful.

The unimaginable smell exploded in Daoji's mouth, turning into a terrifying impact, pouring directly into the Zen heart of the Buddhist monk. And streams of pure vitality spread into his body with the chicken entering his mouth, filling every inch of flesh and blood in his body.

Daoji himself and Fahai belong to the same generation, and the time he started was almost the same. The reason why he looked so old was that he wandered around on weekdays and didn't care about the changes in his own skin.

On the other hand, he was successful in practicing Buddhism in the Yangqi Sect and wanted to return to Qiantang County, but was intercepted by a disciple of Tiangai Di Xuantian outside the county, and was injured in the battle.

But Daoji's body, under the nourishment of chicken, began to repair.

"Your chicken is really delicious, the meat is tender but slightly chewy. All kinds of seasonings turn into sweet juices to taste. When you taste it carefully, it seems that there are thousands of flavors that make people feel endless aftertaste. The more you eat it, the more you taste it. The more you eat it, the more you want to eat it. And if you think about it carefully, you will feel one of the strong vitality, just like..."

After savoring the taste of chicken in his mouth, Daoji sighed, then pondered for a moment, and hesitated: "Is Nirvana rebirth endlessly?"

After saying that, Daoji saw Yuchen breaking off a chicken wing and starting to eat it. He immediately became anxious and shouted: "Wait a minute, leave the chicken ass for me."

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed it, and he broke the back and butt of the chicken and stuffed it into his mouth.

A stream of pure vital energy flowed into Daoji's body, nourishing his internal organs, and at the same time, the dots of vows rose from Daoji's body and merged into the Yuan fetus in the roast chicken.

At the same time, the ghosts and gods and souls in the dark world also enjoyed their own food, either enlightened from it, or were liberated. Before leaving and disappear, they also left a little vow to be used as food money, and all of them were integrated into the spiritual fetus that looked like a little egg.

After Daoji ate the last piece of chicken, a thin strand of vitality had already appeared in the spiritual fetus. Daoji reached out to pick it up, stumbled it, sighed and said, "This little guy is lucky. He was originally just a bird with a little bloodline of spirit beasts. After being curated by fellow Taoists, he has sublimated his essence. Combined with our vows, we may be able to truly understand some endless principles in the future and hope to obtain the magical power of Nirvana and rebirth."

"With that being said, Daoji, can you put your hands down? This Yuantitanium has just stabilized now, and it will take at least ten years to mature after it is made. And when I was making roast chicken, I specially changed its meat quality. After this time, it will not be used as an ingredient. So..."

Before Yuchen finished speaking, Daoji had already put down the little egg-like genitals very realistically, but unfortunately said: "Why didn't you say it earlier? I also thought of finding some spiritual beasts to sacrifice and refine them according to the essence of this guy. In the future, you can not only eat delicious roast chicken, but also use it for typical people in the world."

"Then you ate the chicken alive. Will you continue to eat it?" Yu Chen, who heard the other party's intention, complained without hesitation.

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