If a wandering spirit obtains a pill, it can condense its soul body, shed its ignorance and gain clarity, and remember its past dreams; if a mountain spirit or wild monster obtains a pill by chance, it can gain wisdom and enlightenment, refine the transverse bone in its throat, shed its beastly nature, and begin cultivation; if an ordinary mountain god or local deity obtains a pill, it can cultivate a golden body, enhance its magical power, and drive away demons and ghosts.
Unfortunately, Xu Milu's cultivation level was insufficient, and the merits and vows poured into her from various planes were clearly excessive. Even the system energy remained at 99% for a long time, so she could only collect the vows that she couldn't digest and use them as seasoning.
If anyone knew that she was so extravagant as to use "incense and prayer power" in her dishes, they would probably be so jealous that they would gang up on her.
Suddenly remembering something, Xu Milu turned around, peered at the Bagua furnace, and let out a screeching sound like a groundhog:
"Where's my sauerkraut?? Where are my two big heads of sauerkraut??"
Pinkish-white pork ribs are piled up in a round, chubby octagonal stove. The broth is a dark red, like red wine, and the steam creates a misty, golden haze that adorns each ingredient, making the food look dreamlike and unreal.
But apart from these, the scallions, ginger, garlic, and pickled cabbage shreds that Xu Milu put in all disappeared into thin air.
"Laojun's Eight Trigrams Furnace never refines mortal objects. Mortal fruits and vegetables are mostly impure, so even if they are refined into water in this furnace, they will only be refined into water."
Nezha floated over with a spare rib in his mouth, looking completely understanding:
"Although Laozi used divine fire to refine elixirs, which is able to refine all things in the world, if you had used this fire for an extra hour, this pot of good meat would have turned into a puddle of pus and eventually become a pot of pills. It seems that this earth dragon meat also has some kind of magical properties - do you still want to use this pot of braised meat?"
"That's sauerkraut that I pickled myself. It tastes amazing. Even the dead like to ask for a piece to chew on the road. How could it be full of foul air? You'd better hurry up and return the stove to avoid causing any more trouble."
Just as Xu Milu was about to say something, she saw the clouds above the restaurant slowly gathering, as if it were about to rain.
In a place unseen by mortals, celestial soldiers and generals clad in golden armor descended from the clouds, while a majestic sword-wielding Heavenly King stood in mid-air, challenging them with a resounding, awe-inspiring voice:
[You audacious fiend! You have abused your supernatural powers to stir up the clouds and disturb the heavens! Do you know your crime?]
The echoes lingered over Chang'an City. In the long streets and dark alleys, the little demons, their faces filled with fear, hid underground. Demons clad in human skin fled in panic. In the City God Temple, the City God looked up and around. In the Earth God Temple, the white-bearded old man hurriedly burrowed underground. In the palace, the purple-robed judge suddenly stood up...
[Do you know your sin?!]
[Do you know your sin?!]
The strange, heavy questioning voice rang out again, as if urging something.
"How about... we try to communicate first? Shouting like this from the clouds might cause a riot, right?"
Xu Milu scratched her head in annoyance, just about to confess honestly, when she saw that Nezha was faster than her. With a "whoosh," he flew up to the clouds and in the blink of an eye, he used a red ribbon to tie down the leading golden-armored general.
—The movements were skillful and the expression was natural, as if they had done it hundreds or thousands of times.
All notions of the majesty of Heaven and the strict rules of Heaven were thrown to the back of their minds, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became strange.
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