Cao Zhe said he arrived at Kunlun Mountain in the afternoon of the next day. In fact, he arrived at the outskirts of Kunlun Mountain around two or three o'clock that night.
Cao Zhe, who was pouring out his inner strength all the way and was running at lightning speed, was also a little depressed. He pulled Hong Qigong down from the clouds and plunged into a forest.
Cao Zhe sat cross-legged on the treetops and meditated, mainly to refresh himself, while Hong Qigong went to get some food to fill his stomach.
Not long after, Hong Qigong's laughter came from not far away.
Then I saw him carrying five birds that looked like pheasants, but with most of the feathers being pure white, and the feathers at the back of their tails being extraordinarily slender and gorgeous, emerging from the other end of the forest.
Each of these birds looks slightly larger than a pigeon, and is relatively plump.
Five...more or less enough to fit between two people's teeth.
"You are in for a treat today. The old beggars call them snow chickens. When I went to western Sichuan before, I caught two of them. The taste... is unforgettable, but that was more than forty years ago. That’s it, the old beggar went looking for it again, but still couldn’t find it. I never thought that I would find it in Kunlun Mountain.” Hong Qigong said with a smile while carrying the snow chicken.
While talking, Hong Qigong cooked five snow chickens skillfully and deftly. Two of them used the cooking method of beggar's chicken. Most of them were made from local ingredients and did not pay special attention to details. The chickens were stuffed in the belly. It is some edible wild fruits or even moss used to add flavor to meat and remove the bitter taste.
As for the other three, one makes soup and two roast them, and with some dry food they carry, they can eat half full for two people.
"The old beggar never learned to cook seriously, but when he traveled around and encountered good ingredients, he would cook them in the simplest way. Although the dishes are not as elaborate and varied as Huang Yatou's dishes, he can still make the best of the ingredients. The fresh flavor has been brought out, so the headmaster brother will just taste it for a while, and after eating it you will know that I, the old beggar, did not lie." Hong Qigong said while roasting the snow chicken with dead pine wood.
Just as he was talking, he suddenly froze and reached out to hold the bamboo stick he carried with him.
Cao Zhe also looked not far away.
In the mountain forest not far away, there was a huge brown bear that seemed to be four or five meters long. The gentleman stood up and looked in the direction of Cao Zhe and Hong Qigong. He seemed to smell the liquid that Hong Qigong applied to the roasted snow chicken. Jade honey flavor.
Hong Qigong turned his gaze to Cao Zhe, as if asking if he needed to drive him away.
But Cao Zhe said to the brown bear: "I'll give you a bottle of honey, and you go ahead!"
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and threw Hong Qigong's unused half jar of honey towards the brown bear.
The brown bear hugged the honey jar, picked it up and poured it into his mouth.
After taking a sip, he held the empty jar and his eyes rolled.
The next second, a bolt of lightning flew towards it and struck it hard at its feet.
The brown bear was startled, turned around and ran away as fast as a speeding pickup truck.
"What a fat brown bear. It's a pity that it's not the season for eating bear paws. We don't have time and energy to cook it now, otherwise we wouldn't be able to let it go." Hong Qigong smacked his mouth twice regretfully, but did not eat the huge beast at all. Keep the brown bear in mind.
"It's a female bear. She must have just given birth." Cao Zhe climbed down from the treetops and wanted to take a bunch of roasted snow chicken and help Hong Qigong make it together, but Hong Qigong quietly avoided it.
"That's weird too!"
"Snow chickens and five-meter-long brown bears, I haven't seen these for many years, but how come I saw them all as soon as I entered the Kunlun Mountains." Hong Qigong said unintentionally.
What is said is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.
Cao Zhe stood up and flew up, then circled an area for a small half circle.
Then the clouds fell.
"A natural formation is forming in the mountains."
"Many of the key points of the formation are similar to the Yuan Gathering Formation I set up in Wudang Mountain," Cao Zhe said.
To say something very proud, Cao Zhe felt that the world was following and learning from him.
Kunlun Mountain...perhaps is a testing ground for heaven and earth to imitate him.
Snow chickens and five-meter-long brown bears are, in a sense, alien species that were born under the intense stimulation of vitality.
"If it is really to imitate my Yuan Gathering Formation, then there should be an extremely intense energy gathering place in the center of this natural formation, and some more wonderful things may be produced there." Cao Zhe thought to himself.
Boom!
There was an explosion, and someone seemed to have used a large amount of explosives in the mountains in the distance.
For a moment, the ground shook and the mountains shook, causing the birds and animals in the night to scurry around in shock.
Cao Zhe and Hong Qigong looked at each other, and then looked at the roasted snow chicken in their hands.
"Hurry up?" Cao Zhe asked Hong Qigong.
Hong Qigong nodded, then quickly brushed the roasted snow chicken with honey and sprinkled it with salt.
Cao Zhe also activated the firepower to penetrate into the ground, allowing the beggar's chicken wrapped in soil and pine leaves to ripen faster and absorb the aroma of the pine leaves better.
The sound of explosions has been continuous since it started.
In the valley where Huang Yaoshi was hiding, rocks were constantly rolling down, and ugly cracks had appeared in the thick rock walls.
At the same time, the big cocoon wrapping Huang Yaoshi began to shake continuously.
It seems that a powerful aura is about to break out of the cocoon.
Although Huang Yaoshi spent a short time making cocoons, less than a whole day, he had taken an Impermanence Pill before he made cocoons. This place is deep in the Kunlun Mountains, where a natural Yuan Gathering Formation is formed, and the energy of heaven and earth is rich. , easy to absorb.
When he is in a cocoon state, it is equivalent to returning to his mother's body, and his ability to absorb the vitality of the world has naturally increased greatly. Just one day is enough for him to break out of the cocoon.
Wow!
As the rocks shattered like rain, the disciples of the three banners of Ming Cult: Sharp Gold, Fierce Fire, and Thick Earth finally dug a passage and broke into the valley where Huang Yaoshi was retreating.
Before they could notice the large cocoon transformed by Huang Yaoshi, two huge boulders were already very flexible and smashed towards them, crushing several people into meat pies.
Huang Yaoshi is proficient in not only formations, but also mechanism techniques.
Although the materials were simpler, he still set up many traps in the valley according to local conditions to prevent people from the Ming Cult from breaking in.
Many boulders rolled back and forth on the ground and in mid-air, forming a cover.
Although the disciples of the Five Elements Banner of Mingjiao each have their own strengths, they are not sufficiently cultivated after all. How can they overcome such difficulties?
"A bunch of trash!" someone said in blunt Chinese.
Then a Persian man with medium-to-high build, dark semi-long curly hair, dark eyes and a hooked nose, rushed in holding a machete.
The figure rotated strangely in mid-air, and the scimitar flew out from his hand, making a grinding sound in mid-air.
However, the scimitar continued to rotate at the same place, cutting off a silk thread in the center of Huang Yaoshi's control to arrange the boulder formation.
As soon as the silk thread was broken, the rolling boulder seemed to have lost its grip and seemed to no longer move.
The Persian man's eyes swept across the narrow valley, and his eyes quickly focused on the conspicuous white cocoon.
"The magical martial arts of the Central Plains, you... go over and get that big egg." The Persian man ordered the two injured Houtu Banner disciples beside him.
