Lingshan, at the foot of the mountain.
When Fu Hu reappeared, he was already only two meters away from Duan Wude.
He landed steadily, without even stirring up a speck of dust.
Immediately afterwards, Fu Hu put his hands together and bowed to Duan Wude, who was focused on roasting food.
“Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, this place is the sacred site of our Western religion—Lingshan.”
"We, the humble monks, are on a mission to descend the mountain to vanquish demons and save the people from suffering."
"Would you be so kind as to move your esteemed vehicle to another location? Would that be possible?"
"......"
However, Duan Wude on the other side did not react at all to what Fu Hu said.
They continued busy with their own tasks, oblivious to their own actions.
With practiced ease, he sprinkled a handful of cumin evenly over the fragrant roasted bird.
Then, he picked up various bottles and jars of sauces.
Carefully applied to the surface of the bird, it seemed completely immersed in its own world.
They were oblivious to everything around them.
"......"
Fu Hu frowned slightly, his expression turning somewhat gloomy.
Was this old man doing it on purpose?
Or perhaps you've never heard of it?
He could only suppress his displeasure and took another step forward, saying solemnly, "Esteemed benefactor, we monks bear a heavy responsibility and are about to descend the mountain to save the people of the world from suffering."
"If our important business is delayed, countless lives in the Central Holy Land will surely suffer a terrible fate!"
"We would appreciate it if you could move your vehicle elsewhere."
After hearing this...
This time, Duan Wude finally seemed to be touched and showed a clear reaction.
Without hesitation, he stretched out his large, strong hand.
It accurately and swiftly grabbed at the roasted bird meat that was grilling over the fire, emitting a fragrant aroma and rolling heat waves!
They were completely unconcerned about the scorching heat.
With a soft "pfft!"
He then forcefully tore off a large, plump hind leg from the scalding hot roast meat.
Immediately afterwards, he skillfully picked up the spice bottle placed to the side and gently sprinkled a large handful of tender green scallion chopped onto the back of his hand.
After completing these actions.
Duan Wude turned his head slightly and glanced at Fu Hu, who was standing not far away, out of the corner of his eye.
At this moment, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a half-smile.
He deliberately raised the hind leg of the bird in his hand high, which was sizzling and dripping with golden oil, while emitting an extremely tempting aroma.
He then gently shook his head a few times towards Fuhu, as if to signal to the other party.
"Hehe... It's not entirely impossible for this old man to move this position."
As Duan Wude spoke, he watched with great interest the changes in Fu Hu's facial expressions.
"However... if you really want me to give up this auspicious land for you, then why not first try a bite of the delicious roc meat that I personally roasted! How about it?"
"This is not the meat of ordinary birds, but the meat of the one-in-a-million Golden-Winged Roc."
"Legend has it that eating just a small piece can bring endless benefits!"
Just as he finished speaking...
Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from Fu Hu's side: "Wh...what? The...the flesh of the Roc!"
When he heard Duan Wude say the words "roc meat," he was instantly stunned, as if struck by lightning!
His eyes were wide and round!
His pupils contracted sharply to the size of pinpoints due to extreme shock.
Even his lips trembled involuntarily!
He looked utterly terrified and incredulous.
What this person is roasting is actually roc meat?
How is that possible?!
Originally, he thought the man was just roasting an ordinary bird.
At most, it's just a little bigger than an ordinary bird.
This moment.
He then realized with a start that he had made a huge mistake!
This is actually their sacred beast from Mount Ling—the Golden-Winged Roc!
Moreover, it is the number one mount under the leader's command!
Its cultivation has reached the peak of the Great Emperor Realm, and it is only a hair's breadth away from the legendary Remnant Immortal Realm.
It was just one small step away.
Then one can successfully break through the shackles and enter the ranks of the remnant immortals.
To be able to kill such a powerful Golden-Winged Roc and then roast it.
Just how profound is the true cultivation level of this seemingly ordinary and lewd old man?
......
Thinking of this.
Fu Hu couldn't help but gasp.
A chill instantly shot from my spine to my head!
"not good!"
Fu Hu's heart tightened, as if he had suddenly realized something extremely terrifying.
He was terrified and stumbled backward, almost falling to the ground.
After all, with his current meager cultivation level of only the early stage of the Great Emperor Realm.
Compared to that terrifying old man who was capable of killing even a peak Great Emperor, they were like ants compared to an elephant.
So insignificant as to be easily defeated.
The other party only needs to move a finger.
That would make him vanish into thin air and his soul be scattered!
Upon witnessing this scene.
Duan Wude laughed even more heartily and waved to Fuhu.
"Hey, little monk, what's wrong? Scared? It's just the meat of the Golden-Winged Roc. What's there to be afraid of eating?"
"Don't be shy, come on, have a taste!"
"scare!"
Fu Hu didn't dare to go any further and turned to run away without saying a word!
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