Chu Mo curled his lips: "Okay, if you don't eat chicken, we can eat peacocks." As he said that, he directly took out an extremely huge peacock wing.

The old Taoist priest looked at Chu Mo with a dumbfounded look.

"What? The Taoist priest doesn't eat meat? That's a pity... I'll eat it myself..." Before Chu Mo finished speaking, the peacock wings in his hand were directly snatched away by the old Taoist priest.

"Who told you that Taoist priests don't eat meat? Are you not a Taoist priest?" The old Taoist priest looked at Chu Mo sneered, holding the peacock's wings tightly without letting go.

"I am a monk."

"You are now the head of the Taoist sect, the sect leader, and you are the Taoist priest!" The old Taoist priest stared at Chu Mo with his eyes as if it were a copper bell.

"Okay, okay, how do you eat these wings?" Chu Mo said with a smile.

"Of course it's roasted!" The old Taoist priest directly held the peacock wings, raised his hand, directly reduced it to one meter in size, dragged it to the edge of the well, and started to deal with it. Chu Mo was stunned. Because the old Taoist priest's skills were very professional, he probably did this a lot in his daily life.

"I tell you, boy, there are countless delicious dishes in this world, but the meat of the peacock tribe is the best among the delicious dishes. Unfortunately, in the Luotian Fairyland, there are not many people who dare to eat peacock meat." The old Taoist priest skillfully dealt with the appearance of an experienced Taoist priest, while saying: "Do you know that the peacock tribe is not the indigenous race of the Yanhuang Great Domain? They are actually a branch moved from the Luotian Fairyland. They are rooted in the Yanhuang Great Domain."

"Oh?" Chu Mo looked at the old Taoist priest and clearly felt something in the old Taoist priest's words.

The old Taoist priest said: "The ancestors of the Peacock clan have great origins. If you eat it like this, aren't you afraid of revenge in the future?"

"I have a good origin, too..." Chu Mo smiled: "But there are still so many people who attack me without any scruples. They are not afraid, what am I afraid of?"

The old Taoist priest was stunned at first, then laughed and said, "Good words."

………

Luotian Immortal Realm, a vast huge star field, an ancient temple is located in the sky.

The entire ancient temple is completely made of divine iron, exuding a cold aura, lying there, as if it lasts forever.

This ancient temple is too big, like a city of steel!

It is cold and magnificent, and countless stars surround it. Compared with this ancient temple, those stars are like marbles, each running in orbiting the behemoths in this universe.

Even the brilliance of the sun cannot shine into this ancient temple.

Deep in the ancient temple, there is a temple, and in the middle of the temple is a statue of god.

The appearance of the statue of God cannot be seen clearly, and it is shrouded in a ball of light.

In front of the statue of God, there was an incense table, and three incense sticks were burning in the incense burner on the incense table.

It looks like it was just lit, but in fact, these three incense sticks have been burning for at least hundreds of thousands of years.

The gods are immortal, the divine fragrance is immortal, and the god statues are not collapsed.

At this moment, a huge crack suddenly broke out with one of the hand of the statue, and then... a faint...thing like blood came out of the crack.

Then, the statue of the god collapsed suddenly and broke into pieces!

The loud noise directly alarmed the entire ancient temple!

Seven or eight figures appeared on the spot in an instant in the temple, staring at the scene in amazement. These were a group of old men full of the breath of time, and I don’t know how many years he has lived.

But at this moment, they were all stunned, standing there, with a confused look on their faces, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

"The fragrance of divine is still burning." One of the old men suddenly spoke. His voice was dry and ancient, as if he hadn't spoken for countless years.

"My ancestor is safe." Another old man breathed a sigh of relief.

The other people also showed relief on their faces, but looking at the broken statue of the gods, their eyes still had endless shock. Even though their respective realms were extremely profound, they still couldn't figure out what was happening to the ancestor.

In theory, such an accident would never occur in the statue of the ancestor. This is clearly something big happened.

At this moment, a magic decree, filled with light and suddenly appeared in the temple.

After seeing this decree, the seven or eight old men were all excited, and they all knelt down on the ground, saying in unison: "Welcome to the decree of the ancestor!"

The rumbling sound came from the Dharma, with only seven short words.

"I am safe, don't worry if you wait."

But this is enough for everyone!

Their hearts were finally let go, and then the decree disappeared.

The group of people looked at each other, and their worries disappeared, but they became full of doubts. Then, everyone looked at one of the old men.

The old man thought for a while and said, "A statue of god is being built, so don't tell me about this."

An important event that was enough to alarm the entire Luotian Immortal Realm was suppressed quietly.

………

Chu Mo and the old Taoist priest were eating peacock roasted wings and drinking the wine that was said to be aged tens of thousands of years by the old Taoist priest.

At first, Chu Mo was thinking about being a little reserved, but he didn't expect that the old Taoist priest would not taste soft. After swallowing it in big mouthfuls, the flesh of the peacock's wings turned into a mass of essence, which could directly turn into energy and was extremely delicious. Almost no one could withstand the temptation of this kind of delicacy.

Chu Mo then joined the competition and feasted.

The old Taoist priest muttered: "You have a low level, don't eat so much, be careful to be overwhelmed!"

Chu Mo said without hesitation: "You are so old, be careful not to digest if you eat too much!"

A huge peacock wing was soon left with the last little bit.

The two glared at each other, and neither wanted to be humble.

The old Taoist priest: "You little brat don't know how to respect the elderly!"

Chu Mo: "The old man should love the young!"

As they said that, the two of them grabbed the piece of meat left on the peacock's wings at the same time.

The old Taoist priest changed more than a hundred techniques in a moment, which were extremely tricky and extremely rapid. He accurately grabbed the piece of meat, swallowed it in one bite, and then looked at Chu Mo proudly: "Boy, you are still tender!"

Chu Mo couldn't help rolling his eyes. In fact, even if he could get it, he wouldn't really rob it. After all, he owed the old Taoist priest a great favor.

Of course, it was also because he was overeating.

Then, the two began to drink.

The old Taoist priest didn't say anything nonsense. This wine is indeed very delicious, soft and not spicy at all, but after one sip, you will feel dizzy. It's so mellow!

"Boy, tell you that even in the Luotian Immortal Realm, this wine is still top-notch. Ordinary people can't drink it at all. You are lucky today." The old Taoist priest made a drink and squinted his eyes and said to Chu Mo.

Chu Mo smiled: "It's good to roast peacock wings!"

The old Taoist priest nodded: "That's right, but this little peacock is a little tender. It would be better if it were a supreme or a saint level."

Chu Mo's eyes lit up: "There is such a peacock in Luotian Fairyland?"

The old Taoist priest was startled: "What do you want to do?"

"You can cut their wings and eat them in the future." Chu Mo said as expected: "Eat wings anyway, it won't kill anyone."

The old Taoist priest twitched a few times and looked at Chu Mo: "You little thing, if you really let you enter the Luotian Immortal Realm one day, I'm afraid you will cause more trouble than that monkey."

"Monkey?" Chu Mo glanced at the old Taoist priest.
Chapter completed!