Qu Yian: "...Okay, let's catch a few and try. Wait a little longer, and we can catch them when their demonic power is exhausted."
Gu Qingxi had doubts in her heart. In Murong Yi's world, the only distinction between living things is what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten.
Qu Yian was right. Not long after, those group-thorn beasts had no follow-up power, and not long after, these light arrows disappeared.
Then Lekong withdrew from the Golden Bell Realm, and everyone began to kill into the bushes to catch group-thorn beasts.
Gu Qingxi was also a little curious about the taste of this group-thorn beast.
Everyone caught more than 20 group-thorn beasts before stopping.
Yin Junrong's hands had been pierced like a sieve, and he was shaking his hands with a sound of "hmm, hmm, ahh".
Because they were not in a hurry to leave, everyone agreed to taste the taste of the group-thorn beast now.
Qu Yian processed the group-thorn beast on the spot, and finally each group-thorn beast only had meat as big as an adult's fist. Then he grilled the meat on the spot.
Taking out a knife, Qu Yian cut the meat into small skewers, sprinkled his secret seasoning on it, and quickly grilled it.
After a while, the aroma filled the air.
Murong Yi sniffed the aroma in the air, sniffed, and stared at the skewers in Qu Yian's hand, motionless.
Soon, Qu Yian finished grilling the meat. Seeing Murong Yi's eager look, he just found it funny, so he handed the skewers in his hand to Murong Yi first.
Murong Yi took it with surprise, and said with emotion: "Fellow Daoist Qu, you are such a good person. Thank you."
After that, Murong Yi began to eat heartily.
"Delicious, delicious..." Murong Yi praised vaguely while eating.
Qu Yian distributed the remaining skewers to everyone, took two skewers for himself, and started eating.
"Well, next time I will apply some honey on them, and bake a different flavor for everyone." After Qu Yian finished eating a skewer slowly, he just finished saying this, and saw that Murong Yi had finished the skewer in her hand and was staring at the other skewer in his hand.
Qu Yian: "..."
He silently handed the other skewer of barbecue in his hand to Murong Yi.
Murong Yi was moved to tears: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qu, you are so kind."
Qu Yian didn't know what to say. He had indeed seen many foodies, but it was the first time he saw a foodie as cute and persistent as Murong Yi.
After eating, everyone continued to set off. However, when they encountered the group thorn beast on the road again, they basically took it all in one pot. Then they handed it all to Qu Yian, looking forward to the meal in the evening.
After walking for a while, they were attacked again.
This time they were attacked by a group of flying birds with beautiful feathers.
This kind of flying bird is called a five-colored feather bird. They can spit out venom from their mouths, and the places contaminated by the venom make a sizzling sound.
Everyone hid in the empty Golden Bell Realm and observed these five-colored feather birds.
"Can this five-colored feather bird be eaten?" Murong Yi asked subconsciously.
"...I don't know, there is no record of this." Qu Yian answered with a complicated expression.
He could see that the first reaction of this Taoist Murong was whether the thing was edible and whether it tasted good.
Gu Qingxi was immune to it now. Anyway, Murong Yi was a foodie and wanted to eat everything she saw.
Feng Xiatian couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "This reminds me of the ugly black monster I met in the gap. Qingxi wanted to eat it at that time."
He felt that Murong Yi and Qingxi's foodie attributes were very compatible in a sense.
Gu Qingxi's forehead was bulging with veins, and she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "That thing is so ugly, when did I say I wanted to eat it?" (The relevant plot is at the junction of the human world and the demon world in Chapter 359)
She is a very stylish foodie, okay!
"What are you talking about ugly food? In fact, food cannot be judged by appearance. Some food looks ugly but is delicious, and some food looks good but tastes bad." Murong Yi couldn't help but say after hearing Gu Qingxi and Feng Xiatian's muttering.
Gu Qingxi: "...When you have a chance to see that monster, if you can really eat it, I will treat you to a big meal."
Murong Yi said confidently: "Okay! As long as it's edible, I can do it."
Gu Qingxi smiled mysteriously. It's true that Murong Yi is the ultimate foodie, but she didn't believe that Murong Yi could really eat something so ugly.
"They have spit out all their saliva, can we fight them?" Feng Xia Tian asked.
"Okay." Gu Qingxi turned around and looked at the colorful birds on the tree.
Liao Kong put away the Golden Bell Realm, took out the Seven Killing Bow, and then drew the bowstring.
Countless spirit arrows shot out, and colorful feathers flew all over the sky. Countless colorful birds fell from the tree.
Murong Yi bent down and picked up one, then said with disdain: "I thought it was so big that I thought it had a lot of meat, but it turned out to be just a lot of feathers."
"You can try frying it." Qu Yian didn't waste it, and picked up these colorful feathered birds, then checked them and said, "There are poison glands in the mouth, connected to the stomach, and the poison glands must be removed before it can be eaten."
That means it can be eaten! Murong Yi understood, and picked up the colorful feathered birds more vigorously.
Yin Junrong also quickly helped to pick up the bodies of the colorful flying birds.
Murong Yi glanced at the Seven Killing Bow that Le Kong had put away, but quickly looked away and didn't say anything.
She saw that it was a magical weapon, but she didn't ask.
After picking up the colorful feathered birds, everyone continued to climb up the mountain.
Along the way, more ferocious monsters appeared.
They also encountered a monster that looked like a cow, but the tail of this monster was longer and thicker than the cow's tail. Like a steel whip, if a weak chicken was swept by this tail and didn't activate the protective qi, it would most likely break a bone.
When Qu Yian was halfway there, he found a bird's nest on the tree and was determined to climb up and take out the eggs himself.
He refused Murong Yi's help: "If I'm not mistaken, this is a nest of a morning glory. The eggs inside must be refrigerated in time after being taken out. This kind of bird usually lays five or six eggs in a nest. After hatching, the adult birds will peck the weak ones to death, leaving only the strongest one. I'll leave one and take out the others. It's better for us to eat them than to be pecked to death by adult birds after they hatch. We are doing good things."
Murong Yi: "..." I always felt that this was weird, but it seemed to make sense.
After Qu Yian came down from the tree, it began to rain.
This time the rain seemed to be a little heavier than the last time.
The raindrops hit the leaves with a crackling sound, and soon, the surroundings began to be filled with mist.
Everyone held up their umbrellas and continued to move up the mountain.
But not long after they walked, Yin Junrong felt uncomfortable again. He felt very tired and a little weak.
Murong Yi checked Yin Junrong's body and found that there was nothing wrong with him. She wondered, "Is it really because you inhaled too much humid air that made you uncomfortable?"
Gu Qingxi frowned slightly, walked to Yin Junrong's side, and held his wrist.
Yin Junrong immediately blushed and felt so happy that he was about to faint. Ah, Miss Gu held his hand!
Gu Qingxi checked Yin Junrong's body over and over again.
After a long time, Gu Qingxi let go of Yin Junrong's wrist, then looked up at the mist that filled the surroundings, and stretched out her hand to catch some rain, her brows getting tighter and tighter.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, do you think there is something wrong with this rain?" Murong Yi looked at Gu Qingxi's actions and couldn't help asking.
"Why do I feel that this rain is consuming Fellow Daoist Yin's spiritual power. Although the impact is small, there is indeed a change." Gu Qingxi's expression became a little solemn.
Just like the principle of moistening things silently, the spiritual power in Yin Junrong's body seemed to be slowly consumed without being noticed.
Gu Qingxi asked Yin Junrong to take a pill to replenish his spiritual power, and then continued to hold his wrist to check.
Gu Qingxi's face changed.
Yin Junrong's spiritual power was lost at a very small rate, and after taking the pill to replenish his spiritual power, he did not recover any spiritual power!
There is something strange about the rain in the Misty Rain Secret Realm!
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