By the side of the flowing Yellow River, a huge pavilion appeared at some point.
Surrounded by unseasonal green grass and flowers.
Waves of fragrance waft out from the pavilion, making people salivate after taking a breath.
Several unnamed little beasts poked their heads out from the flowers and looked eagerly in the direction of the pavilion.
Suddenly there was a slight cough, and all the little beasts disappeared.
"Oh, it's been several days. When will Brother Taoist complete the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods? I'm tired of eating this hot pot."
In the pavilion, Kong Xuan and Shen Gongbao were sitting on both sides of a big cauldron hot pot, and it was Shen Gongbao who spoke.
"It's boring, I don't think so. Look at these 15,000-year-old snake meat, 30,000-year-old ape brains, 33,000-year-old goat meat, 27,000-year-old pig heads...and these 8,000-year-old snake meat." Six-hundred-year-old bison meat is so delicious!”
Kong Xuan swallowed as he looked at the various rare birds and beasts tumbling in the spicy red soup and the peppercorns that floated from time to time.
Originally, he ate meat raw, but he was more particular about it, grilled it, or stewed it with a little salt. After having hot pot with Shen Gongbao a few days ago, he fell in love with it.
I have been eating hot pot since the evening before yesterday. Until now, a mortal would have died from it.
"By the way, Brother Dao, didn't I tell you the day before yesterday that I asked you to find some helpers? Have you found them? You also know that we are short of manpower. Because of the last Chaos exercise, Nezha has been in a coma. Not awake."
Shen Gongbao picked up a piece of goat meat from the cauldron with chopsticks, brought it to his mouth, and asked while swallowing.
At this time, the pig's head had sunk to the bottom. Kong Xuan fished it out with chopsticks, brought the pig's head up, took a few bites, raised his head, and said calmly: "I found it, I found the Seven Sages of Meishan."
"The Seven Saints of Meishan, these people are all good players of the demon clan. Where are they?"
Shen Gongbao put down his chopsticks, wishing he could see these people right away.
Kong Xuan held his chopsticks and pointed at the hot pot.
"In Dingli, that's what we eat."
"What!"
Shen Gongbao stared at the hot pot with his eyes almost popping out of his head. He never expected that after eating for a long time, he would eat the Seven Sages of Meishan.
You must know that there are many golden immortals among the Seven Saints of Meishan, and they were all existences he looked up to in the past.
"Don't you know that peacocks are delicious? The Seven Sages of Meishan don't know how to praise them. The morning before yesterday, I sent a message to them, asking them to come to Tongguan before noon to pay their respects. Unexpectedly, they didn't come until the evening. When I got angry, I flew over directly , kill them all."
Kong Xuan nonchalantly fished out a big, fragrant beef tongue.
It's pitiful for a great demon who has been cultivating for who knows how many years and finally achieved enlightenment. Before he had a chance to walk around in the human world, he became someone else's meal.
Facing a super foodie who dared to eat anything, Shen Gongbao once again felt afraid of Kong Xuan, and stopped holding the chopsticks in his hand.
"Speaking of which, I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time. Last time I swallowed Aka Seiko's body directly, which was not satisfying."
Kong Xuan said, looking at the hot pot with a strange look, and then at Shen Gongbao.
Such naked words almost scared Shen Gongbao to the point of peeing.
"Hahaha, look, I'm scaring you. Don't worry, no one will eat you. You are more disgusting than a million-year-old weasel with the power of disaster. I'm afraid that something will happen to me."
Kong Xuan expressed his contempt for Shen Gongbao's body.
"Yes, yes, my meat doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good."
Shen Gongbao was almost sweating. It was too stressful to stay with a big Luo Jinxian who loved to eat.
A loud roar came from above the Yellow River.
Kong Xuan put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "It seems that the formation of the twelve gods and evil spirits has been completed."
"Brother Dao, which way are you looking?"
Shen Gongbao suddenly pointed to a dense patch of sky on one side.
"Hmph, these ants must be chasing the blood of the ancestral witches. It just so happens that the Seven Saints of Meishan have finished eating. I will catch a few hundred more to cook in the hot pot."
Kong Xuan rushed out directly.
Still eating, Shen Gongbao sweated violently.
"The essence and blood of the ancestral witch disappeared here, look for it quickly"
"Find quickly"
"There is a pavilion down there, go down and have a look."
"If the ancestral witch's essence and blood falls into the hands of someone in the pavilion, let's all come together and skin him without handing over the ancestral witch's essence and blood, and then burn his soul with divine fire..."
…
There was a chaotic sound in the sky.
Suddenly, a five-color divine light flashed and took away a group of ancient monks.
Thousands of prehistoric monks were all confused. What kind of magical power was this? Hundreds of them suddenly disappeared.
"It turns out there are so many, enough for Pindao to eat until next year."
Kong Xuan, who transformed into a giant peacock, emerged from the clouds and released several rays of five-color divine light.
When they were taken back, one or two thousand monks were captured, including many golden immortals and mysterious immortals.
The monks were only a few million away, so under Kong Xuan's five-color divine light, although these people were large in number, they had no power to fight back.
"Kong Xuan, the first person among saints"
"Run quickly, the peacock is going to eat people"
"Escape for your life"
…
The peacock, which was just an ornamental animal in the modern world, at this moment, became the most ferocious existence, scaring the ancient monks into fleeing for their lives.
One of them, a Daluo Jinxian-level green bull spirit, burned his magic power to escape.
Suddenly, Kong Xuan had noticed him, and a five-color divine light not only caught him, but also captured hundreds of people.
"Run quickly, the peacock is going to eat people"
"Escape for your life"
Thousands of monks fled in panic, like a group of headless flies.
Kong Xuan kept teleporting and captured more and more monks.
Suddenly, a huge gap opened above the Yellow River, releasing thousands of powerful bloody rays of light, which not only froze the space, but also froze time.
Kong Xuan, who was seriously disturbed, simply gave up the pursuit and landed on the edge of the Yellow River.
After about a hundred breaths, Chu Feng walked out of the gap and saw Wanxian frozen in the air.
"This is?"
Kong Xuan laughed loudly and came closer.
"These are all for hot pot."
Chu Feng almost coughed, so many monks all got into the hot pot, it was a bit of a joke.
"Let them go"
With a gentle wave of his hand, the power to fix space and time disappeared.
Thousands of monks fled in chaos without a trace.
"Fellow Taoist, we have finally created the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation. To celebrate, we will have hot pot for three days and three nights."
Kong Xuan pulled Chu Feng into the pavilion.
Shen Gongbao immediately smiled.
"Brother Dao, please sit down quickly."
Chu Feng nodded, sat down on Shen Gongbao's seat, looked at the big cauldron, and felt excited in his heart. These two foodies actually ate so many golden immortals, especially Shen Gongbao, who was not afraid of stretching himself to death.
Kong Xuan, who saw what Chu Feng was thinking, explained: "Pindao has refined his blood energy, so he will be fine no matter how much he eats."
