"No, sir! You cannot eat these sacrificial meats! What you are taking is the meat of the Demon Lord Silkworm Bush. One bite of it by us monks from the Shan Hai Division will cause harm to the Tao for thousands of years!"

The old man who claimed to be the landowner of Sheji Mountain kept trying to dissuade Ning Fan.

But Ning Fan was too hungry.

Faced with the smell of meat, his rationality became weaker and weaker.

Deep inside, there seemed to be two voices arguing.

The body's instincts are awakening in the body, and they are constantly urging Ning Fan to eat up the sacrificial meat quickly and stop listening to the nonsense of others.

The only remaining reason was dissuading him, advising him to be more careful and check the condition of the sacrificial meat first.

The impact of the ten-turn elixir was too great, especially after Ning Fan ate a large amount of food, the hunger in his belly had accumulated to a terrifying level.

The gluttonous power in the body is getting less and less, and instead, the instinct of the ancient gods is slowly awakening, interfering with Ning Fan's thinking.

"I am your instinct and your true inner wish. You should listen to me and eat these sacrificial meats quickly. Since our ancient gods dare to use all things in the world as food, how can we be afraid of the backlash of mere sacrificial meats!

Damage to the Tao for ten thousand years? Huh! It depends on who it is for! What can this sacrificial meat do to me!" The divine instinct in the body said.

"I am your reason, the principles, thinking and persistence on your path of cultivation. From the beginning of your cultivation, you have not wanted to be controlled by others, and you must think twice before doing anything. How can you be driven by instinct and do reckless things? Others

Since there is something wrong with this meat, even if you don’t believe it, you should be careful and check the meat before eating it." The remaining reason said.

Instinct: "Instinct is intuition. Our gods are born with great intuition, and coupled with the talent of the gods to communicate with all things, we can judge right from wrong at a glance. Since I said that this meat is harmless, then it is true!"

Reason: "Even if you can really see that this meat is harmless, you should be careful and consider it more."

Instinct: "I am a god and a demon cultivator. If you look forward and backward in everything, then it's okay not to practice this way!"

Reason: "If you follow instinct and intuition in everything, you will die at the hands of thousands of people. How can you practice Taoism?"

Instinct: “What’s wrong with following instinct!”

Reason: "What is instinct!"

Instinct: "Instinct is the original intention and the true self. When a baby is born, he knows how to look for food and mother. This is instinct and nature. However, once he grows up and steps into the path of cultivation, the world cuts off the nature and true self.

, live without food, renounce family ties, cut off the six desires, abandon the world of mortals, and only seek to be quiet and uncontaminated, and call this matter cultivation, isn't it ridiculous?"

Reason: "What is the true self? Is the newborn baby the true self? The true self should be the highest good, but the newborn baby symbolizes the evil nature of human nature. Therefore, when practicing Taoism, these natures must be cut off."

Instinct: "You say that babies represent the evil of human nature, but I think babies are the ultimate good. The practice of cultivating the truth is suspected of neglecting the basics."

Reason: "You look at the problem too superficially!"

Instinct: "Your view of the problem is too one-sided!"

Reason: "Hmph! Summer insects cannot talk about ice!"

Instinct: "Humph! A frog in a well cannot talk about the sea!"

Reason: "What's more, it's unfair to you! Why don't you use these words to reflect on yourself!"

Instinct: "Hey! How dare a slave who eats dog dung dare to speak!"

Reason: "Eat your father's head, eat your mother's head!"

Instinct: "Your mother is a maidservant! Your father is a slave! You are the only one in the clan!"

Reason: "You have a disease in your head. If you don't treat it, you will be afraid of it!"

Instinct: "Your mother is a maidservant! Your father is a slave! You are the only one in the clan!"

Reason: "!￥￥%…………&"

Instinct: "*&…………￥#!"

…

Ning Fan was speechless.

He felt as if he was torn apart and divided into two halves. However, the two selves first argued and then argued. In the end, no one could win the argument, so they finally rolled up their sleeves and started scolding each other.

Are these also the side effects of the Shizhuan elixir...

Ning Fan would never admit that these mentally retarded conversations were based on his own instinct and reason.

Fortunately, Ning Fan finally calmed down after being torn between instinct and reason.

After calming down, he would naturally not eat meat impatiently, but heeded the advice of the old man and postponed eating meat.

The sacrificial meat was not placed directly on the altar table, but was placed in a small cauldron. There are many types of cauldrons, and the cauldron in front of you is a rising cauldron made of copper.

Shengding is a kind of tripod, which is a ritual vessel specially used for sacrifices and used to hold meat. There are nine bronze rising tripods on display here. In addition, there are also eight copper gui, as well as Zu and Dou.

, Gui, Jue and many other ritual vessels.

The ascending cauldron in front of me is less than two feet high, has three legs, two ears, and an open mouth. Its precious light is dim, and it no longer has much magical power. However, the sacrificial meat contained in the cauldron is as if it has just been cooked, and it is still risky.

It's so hot, but there's not even the slightest trace of time. It's very strange.

Ning Fan's eyes wandered between the bronze tripod and the bronze gui.

The more he looked, the more entranced he became, and his eyes seemed to be absorbed into the cauldron and the gui. Then, he saw that the cauldron was not a cauldron - it was a cauldron. It was clearly a towering mountain. Even if its power is exhausted, it cannot be shaken!

Even if you look at Gui, it’s not Gui: it’s clearly a sea, and its depths are hard to fathom!

"The Nine Cauldrons and the Eight Gui are the regulations of the Immortal Emperor, which coincides with the number of the Nine Mountains and Eight Seas. The peak is meat, and the Gui is rich in grain..." Seeing that Ning Fan seemed interested in the layout of the place, the old land man on the side patiently explained.

"Nine tripods and eight guis, nine mountains and eight seas..." Ning Fan took a deep breath and withdrew his mind from the tripods and guis. He only felt that the placement of the tripods and guis coincided with a certain pattern, which was endlessly mysterious. He wanted to uncover the mystery, but failed.

It was hard to get a glimpse of it, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

There is nothing that can be done about this. With his meager skills, how can he get a glimpse of the Ziwei Immortal Emperor's methods?

So let’s look at the meat sacrifice in the cauldron.

Driven by instinct before, Ning Fan was focused on taking the meat and did not look closely. Now he calmed down and saw clearly that these sacrificial meat seemed to be taken from some kind of insect.

"Mozun Silkworms..." Ning Fan remembered what the old man had said before, and secretly wondered if these sacrificial meats were some kind of silkworm meat?

For no apparent reason, Ning Fan recalled memories from when he was a mortal.

When he was young, he once saw a silkworm farmer eating silkworms. However, the lady did not eat silkworm meat directly. Instead, she waited for the silkworms to spin silk into pupae, killed the silkworm pupae in boiling water, separated the cocoons, and then

Silkworm chrysalis is fried and eaten.

Ning Fan still remembered that he felt disgusted when he saw this for the first time, but it ended up causing the lady to laugh at him.

"A good boy is afraid of eating silkworms. It's really shameful."

And now.

He finally dared to eat silkworm meat without feeling disgusted at all.

Probably, maybe…

"The Demon Lord Cancong, whose body is the immortal god Silkworm, is a remnant of the Shushan clan and the first king of the ancient Shu Kingdom. However, because he offended Ziwei Lord, he died and the country was destroyed. His national treasure is the ancient Shu bronze face, the Taichu human statue, and the ancient bronze

The tree and the sun bird were all taken away by crape myrtle..." The old man Tu Tu explained the life of Demon Lord Cancong.

When it was said that Silkworm Cong was killed by Ziwei Zun with one palm, cooked as sacrificial meat, and the national treasure was lost, the old man couldn't stop lamenting, and his regret was beyond words.

Ning Fan didn't feel anything at all.

He was not related to Cancong, and he was used to seeing the blood sea of ​​cultivators. He neither felt pity for Cancong nor cruel to Ziwei. He was not a person involved and did not know the cause and effect of the matter, so he would not make any rash comments.

What he was interested in was indeed the silkworm meat itself.

"Immortal silkworm, it is indeed a kind of silkworm meat. No wonder I feel that the fragrance of this meat is irresistible. It must be that the power of immortality contained in this meat resonates with the immortal bloodline in my body. I have inherited the immortal emperor

With a little blood power, if you eat this meat, it will definitely be beneficial; but if others eat this meat, it may be really harmful for thousands of years. After all, not everyone dares to eat the flesh and blood of undead creatures." Ning Fan said secretly.

"Your Majesty, you don't know. This is the flesh and blood of immortal beings and is not in reincarnation. What we immortals seek in cultivating our bodies is nothing more than the path of reincarnation, so eating this meat is harmful and useless." The old man from the land said again.

"It doesn't matter, this meat is harmless to me."

Ning Fan did not give any further explanation.

Naturally, it is impossible to tell your secret to a stranger.

He tried to take out a piece of silkworm meat from the bronze tripod, but he couldn't do it! He just felt that the weight of the silkworm meat was unimaginable, and no one but a saint could bear it.

It's not the weight of the material plane, but the weight of Tao! This feeling of being unable to hold the sacrificial meat is like being unable to reach the Tao Mountain of the Ant Lord!

"This is actually the flesh and blood of a saint!" Ning Fan was very surprised.

As far as he knows, a ray of essence of a saint can crush mountains and rivers. If this is really the flesh and blood of a saint, why can't he feel the huge essence of the third step from this flesh? But if this is not the flesh and blood of a saint, then why

It will give him an unshakable sense of heaviness.

"Indeed, Demon Lord Cancong was the first saint of the party, but he died at the hands of Lord Ziwei. The saint's flesh and blood, with infinite essence, were not edible, but Lord Ziwei used his own Taoism to forcibly remove the flesh, blood, and essence of Silkworm.

You can say that this meat is the flesh of a saint, but you can also say that it is not, because the essence in the meat has dispersed, like dry and withered vegetation, and it breaks into pieces when touched. However, the power of immortality in the sacrificial meat is even that of Ziwei Zun.

What cannot be removed, but also remains, is the heaviness of the meat on the Dao level. If you are not a saint, you cannot lift this meat, let alone eat it..." In the middle of the explanation, the old man from the land suddenly let out a light sigh.

, greatly confused.

"Naturally, a non-sage cannot handle this meat, but isn't your Excellency the majestic Shanhai Chief? As one of the five strongest people in the Shanhai Chief under the Shanhai Master, you are at least a Saint, and at least a Nirvana Saint. Why?

Can’t you lift this meat? Don’t you think you are a saint?”

"Of course I'm not a saint. As you can see, I'm just an immortal king." Ning Fan replied.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How can you become the master of mountains and seas in the realm of Immortal King!" the old man from the land denied.

"That's why I said, I am not the Shanhai Zhang you mentioned..."

"No, you don't have to hide it from me. The Si Qingzhu cane I am holding has revealed your identity. There is no doubt about it. The problem is that your Excellency actually became one of the five chiefs with the cultivation of Immortal King. This is against the rules. Shanhai

How could the Lord give the power of the Four Seasons to an Immortal King? Is there some unknown secret in it?" The old man thought about it more and more, his expression gradually became serious, and he vaguely felt that the relationship between this was huge and should not be explored deeply, but still

Can't help but think about it.

Could it be that Lord Shanhai is playing a big game of chess on this person, or maybe there is another plan in it...
To be continued...