Chapter 339: The Ancestor is in the Pot
"It's you who are causing trouble for Feng Yu?"
"Okay, okay, I'll use you guys to practice the ritual!"
"I heard that three and a half year old babies have the heaviest resentment. If I use you as a sacrifice, I'm sure you'll be able to break through the bottleneck!"
He has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, but he is not afraid of a three and a half year old baby who has just grown all his teeth!
I saw an overwhelming pressure coming, and Lu Chaochao...
Standing in the middle of the ruined temple with a smile on his face.
There was a strong wind blowing in the temple, and a powerful force bound Lu Chaochao and tried to pull her in front of the statue.
But she didn't move at all.
"Is this all you can do? You have lived in vain for the past thousand years."
"Bring the sword!" She said softly and spread out her little hands.
The Chaoyang Sword suddenly glowed with golden light and slowly appeared in her hand.
The moment the Chaoyang Sword appeared, the old black tortoise in the statue suddenly stopped.
The pressure of heaven and earth, why can she attract the pressure of heaven and earth?
A strong feeling of uneasiness enveloped the black turtle's heart, and he turned around and wanted to run away. But Lu Chaochao slashed at the air with his sword, and the old black turtle had its head chopped off and its soul turned to ashes before it even had time to send a message.
Gurgle gurgle…
The turtle shell landed at her feet.
"Wow, what a big turtle!" Lu Chaochao's eyes were shining.
There was a lot of food in the luggage, but very few living things.
This kind of ancient mountain delicacy that has been cultivated for thousands of years has never been seen before!
Lu Chaochao swallowed hard.
At the door, a young man in white appeared out of nowhere. The young man had loose black hair that fluttered in the wind, and his features were incredibly beautiful. He stood quietly by the door, not saying a word, just staring at Lu Chaochao.
Lu Chaochao felt his breath, so he puffed up his cheeks and glared at him with his beard puffed out.
"You bastard! What are you doing here?!"
"Are you trying to steal my mountain treasure soup?"
"Didn't you fight enough last time?!" Lu Chaochao bared his teeth and looked at the other party fiercely.
The other person looked at her quietly.
"Monsters that eat humans cannot be eaten." The young man's voice was pure, like the melodious sound of a piano.
"The soul is broken up and can be eaten. He refined the soul, not the human!" Lu Chaochao was about to jump up and down.
The boy said nothing, seeing that she was determined to eat.
There seemed to be a helpless sigh.
A faint white light fell on the old turtle.
"The blood has been dissipated." The young man said calmly.
Lu Chaochao's eyes rolled around: "You light the fire, you kill the turtles, and I supervise. Let's divide the work and cooperate? At worst, I'll give you a bowl!"
The boy didn't say anything.
He walked over to her, picked up the big turtle on the ground, and went outside to deal with it.
"Well, the mushroom soup stewed with a thousand-year-old turtle is extremely delicious. You can go find some wild mushrooms." Seeing the other party put the processed turtle into the pot, Lu Chaochao spoke immediately.
The boy disappeared into the night.
After a while, she was holding a basket woven with vines in her hands.
The basket contained wild ginseng and various wild mushrooms.
Cleaned and poured into the pot.
Bubbles were bubbling in the pot, and the air began to be filled with a rich and delicious aroma.
In the fog, a ray of dawn breaks through the darkness and brings light.
"It's almost dawn..." Lu Chaochao took a deep breath. The thousand-year-old turtle smelled so good.
Nan Mubai was right, the ancestor of the Su family was indeed the strongest.
What an overbearing scent.
It took thousands of years of practice to create such a thick soup.
"Well, isn't it time for you to leave? I can't explain to my parents if you stay here."
"I'm not stingy, nor am I reluctant to part with this bowl of soup. Of course, I'm not going to kill the donkey after it's done with its usefulness. What I mean is..."
Before he finished his words, the boy turned into a gust of wind and disappeared into the air.
The most ruthless one is Lu Chaochao.
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