Chapter 444
A Feast from Heaven Zhang Yang’s foot was suspended in the air, his body was straight, his eyes were solemn, and he maintained the Golden Rooster Stand for a full minute.
He wasn't frightened.
And in this one minute, hundreds of thoughts have already turned over in his mind, and even the subject's memory has been turned over.
Then, he was sure that it was not the brick that was setting him up, but that the situation was indeed very special.
"I never thought that these diners and I really have a connection."
With a long sigh, Zhang Yang silently took a half step back. Before his foot touched the ground, he saw a flash of green sword light, and the boots on his feet turned into powder. Then a strange mark appeared on the sole of his foot, as if it was a brand on a large animal.
With these imprints, diners are given coordinates to order food at any time. Hey, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll use you as a snack for afternoon tea. Then Zhang Yang will be weird - well, he doesn't know what will happen then. He can't imagine how those horrible diners eat, or maybe the diners don't have to eat.
"Brick, what is this?"
"The mark of a god, also known as the mark of a ghost, is a very common method used by the fourth order gods to identify themselves. With this mark, it means that you have become meat on the chopping block."
Zhang Yang was silent, looking up at the small town of Chentangguan. There was no doubt that everyone inside had been branded with the mark of the god, and were about to be taken somewhere to be sacrificed to a fourth-order god.
"Banzhuan, will the fourth-order gods come to the fifth-order?"
Zhang Yang asked again, but Ban Zhuan didn't answer, so he just laughed. What a stupid question. Of course the fourth-sequence gods can come to the fifth-sequence, but according to the properties and rules of the six sequences, it is easier to come than to go. This is not only due to the resistance from the main trunk of the long river of time, but the most important thing is that there is only one job for each person, and the other gods will not let go of this opportunity.
The cost back and forth will be thousands or tens of thousands times more.
Therefore, it is only possible that these gods’ lackeys and followers would come.
"In that case, why should I be afraid of a ball?"
Zhang Yang sneered and stepped into the small town without saying a word. Then at this moment, he felt extremely abundant spiritual energy and even more abundant true spirit fluctuations. In other words, all the people in this small town were specially cultivated true spirits.
"Oh my god, what a feast! Alec, notify everyone to come in and practice!"
Zhang Yang was overjoyed. Now this small city seemed to have been carefully cooked with star anise, pepper, cinnamon, thirteen spices, dark soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, cooking wine, oyster sauce, chicken essence, and sugar. Ginger slices, chopped green onions, garlic cloves, fermented black beans, chili oil, and coriander were also added, and finally cooked with various heats and methods.
The crispy outside and tender inside, the fragrant aroma and the lingering taste in the mouth are not enough to describe one percent of it.
Yes, this is the feast for the diners, the sacrifice prepared by the believers and lackeys of the fourth-order gods for their masters.
Meals do not necessarily involve food, they can also be used as offerings.
Look at the selection of ingredients, picked directly from the world of Investiture of the Gods, with genuine roots, profound heritage, and orthodox bloodline. Most importantly, it has a sense of historical vicissitudes. It must be very chewy to eat.
As for the design of this small town, there are nine spiritual veins running through it, which is destined to be a place of outstanding people and abundant natural resources.
There is a peach tree in the north of the city, a jujube tree in the south of the city, an apricot tree in the east of the city, and a pear tree in the west of the city. They are all spiritual plants.
This means that almost everyone in this small town has eaten spiritual plants, so their spirits can naturally remain immortal.
Unfortunately, such a true spirit is only delicious in a meal of this scale. Perhaps it can be compared to caviar or Buddha Jumps Over the Wall?
Zhang Yang laughed loudly, but the sinister anger in his eyes was so strong that it could not be dispelled.
"Brick, I want to incorporate this city into the village construction order, what do you think?"
The bricks were as silent as ever, but after a moment the central ground vein began to wriggle, pulling the foundation of the entire town underground, so that it looked as if the town was born and raised here.
"That's right, you may be a coward, but you are afraid of the benefits that are right in front of you, and you still refuse them. That's really stupid!"
Zhang Yang was overjoyed. The nine earth veins and four spiritual plants under Chentang Pass were still in effect. In order to maintain the freshness of such a feast, they were directly absorbed by the central earth vein. The entire absorption and fusion would probably take some time. By then, the central earth vein would surely continue to expand.
Of course, there are negative effects as well, that is, the mark of the gods will be firmly imprinted here, which is inconsistent with the original plan of the subject, but there are no fixed rules for such things, and the right way is to adapt to circumstances.
In addition to the spiritual veins in the foundation, the spiritual energy on the surface of the small town is also a huge wealth. Zhang Yang asked everyone to come in, including Qing Jiao, and then they all received the mark of the gods without any prior agreement.
Zhang Yang's men knew nothing about this, so they were naturally fearless. After arriving, they began to practice soul-nourishing talismans.
But the green dragon was scared half to death.
"Master, something bad has happened, something bad has happened. This mark, this mark——"
"How come you recognize this mark?" Zhang Yang was very curious.
"I recognize it. I saw it before I was tied up and sent to the Ten Thousand Years Mysterious Ice Mountain after I ascended to heaven. This is the mark of the Great Sun Golden Crow Buddha!"
"So what? I'm going to eat you anyway." Zhang Yang curled his lips.
"Eat me?" The green dragon was stunned. It didn't know yet, and of course it wouldn't know. It thought that it was being pulled out its dragon tendons, taken away its dragon bones, and peeled off its dragon scales because it had violated some unknown heavenly law.
Zhang Yang also did not tell it that it was actually a flesh dragon. This was a secret that ordinary people could not possibly know.
"Yes, so, don't worry about whether it's the Great Moon Tathagata or the Great Sun Golden Crow. I don't care who they are. The spiritual energy here is so abundant, why not practice in seclusion for a year or so."
"Why do you want to eat me? Isn't it the greatest punishment for me to have my tendons pulled out, my bones taken away, and my scales peeled off?" The green dragon finally had some guesses, but it was still unwilling to believe it.
"Do you need a reason to eat? Dragon meat is delicious, especially the dragon meat chilled with the Eternal Mysterious Ice. Cut a thin slice and eat it with soy sauce. Damn, my mouth is watering!" Zhang Yang's eyebrows danced and winked. This was the only thing that made him happy at the moment. He didn't know if this cheap disciple would turn evil after knowing the truth. Qing Jiao was stunned there for a long time before he whispered, "Master, are you sure? After I ascended to heaven, it was not because I made a mistake, but just to eat me, so I was frozen in the Mysterious Ice Mountain. Just to eat?"
It was very upset. Anyone would be upset too. It would rather hope that it was eaten after making a mistake than that it was born to be food.
"Stop talking so much. You are just food. You have been a pig since you became intelligent. Do you know how humans feed pigs? Humans build warm houses for pigs, give them three meals a day, and clean up their excrement. They treat them better than their own sons. But why? Of course, they eat their meat."
"As for you, all those spiritual herbs and fruits you have eaten were deliberately delivered to your mouth. As for the so-called fate, hehe, whoever believes in it is a pig!"
"Of course, you don't have to be too sad, because you are not the only one who needs food. Have you seen those sleeping people in this city? They are all the same food as you. However, you need the frozen meat dragon, and they need the material for sacrifice."
Zhang Yang quickly and decisively told the truth. He was not afraid that Qing Jiao would get mad or crazy. If it really was useless, couldn't he just make a dragon meat hotpot?
(End of this chapter)
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