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Chapter 997 My body smells so good

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    "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it has. When it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. With the back of a Peng, I don't know how many thousands of miles it has. When it flies in anger, its wings are as big as  The clouds hanging from the sky are birds, and the sea transports will migrate to Nanming. Nanming is the Tianchi." Mo Fan turned around at this moment, looked at the corpse of Kunpeng below, and said.

    As soon as these words came out.

    When the remnant soul hidden in Kunpeng¡¯s body heard this, the entire remnant soul trembled violently.

    "This personhehow does he know about our clan?"

    Kunpeng's remnant soul trembled. He raised his head in disbelief, looked at Mo Fan, and murmured again: "Moreover, when I attacked this person just now, the golden barrier suddenly erupted. The golden barrier contained a terrifying avenue! It's not a kind of  Dao, this person seems to have mastered three thousand Dao!"

    You must know that it is already remarkable for a normal monk to master a kind of Dao.

    Mastering the two avenues can be regarded as a genius!

    And mastering the three avenues can be regarded as a monster!

    But the monk in front of me, who seems to be only in the natural disaster realm, has mastered three thousand avenues!

    Who is this person?

    "Who is he?" Kunpeng's soul said to Chang Wuyuan.

    "I don't know!" Chang Wuyuan responded: "I just think this person's identity is mysterious!"

    "He has mastered the three thousand avenues!"

    Kunpeng¡¯s soul said to Chang Wuyuan.

    "What?" As soon as these words came out, Chang Wuyuan was stunned and looked at Mo Fan with a look of shock on his face.

    This guy has mastered three thousand avenues!

    "Are you sure? This is impossible!"

    He said to the soul of Kunpeng.

    "I'm sure! He has indeed mastered the Three Thousand Avenues! This guy is an old antique!"

    "He must be a master of cultivating immortals!"

    "Why did he do this?"

    "What is it hinting at?" Kunpeng Soul thought hard, and then he racked his brains and couldn't figure out why.

    At this moment, Chang Wuyuan was shocked when he heard the words of Kunpeng Soul, showing an expression of disbelief.

    "What's wrong?" Mo Fan looked at Chang Wuyuan and asked curiously.

    "Young Master, why don't you eat this Kunpeng! You'll be dead anyway!"

    Chang Wuyuan said.

    In fact, these words were transmitted to him by the soul of Kunpeng.

    "What?" After hearing this, Mo Fan was stunned and looked at Chang Wuyuan in front of him with a strange expression: "This is your disciple's mount!"

    "yes!"

    "But it's still dead!" Chang Wuyuan said: "Let the young master get rid of this Kunpeng!"

    "This is not good!" Mo Fan looked at Chang Wuyuan and said.

    "Brother, this is great! I also want to eat Kunpeng meat. Brother, I haven't tasted your cooking for a long time!" Long Er came over, she was the most excited. She is a foodie, and she was excited towards Mo Fan.  He said, looking at Erha below, and said: "Erha, do you think so?"

    "Yes!" Erha spat out human words.

    "Okay then!" Seeing the other party's questioning, Mo Fan nodded.

    I just feel that the relationship between this man and Kunpeng is not very good!

    "I've done what you said! If you can't find your physical body after an hour, you will die completely!"

    Looking at Mo Fan leaving, at this moment, Chang Wuyuan looked at the soul of Kunpeng and said slowly.

    "I know, I'm betting!"

    Kunpeng Soul said.

    "What are you betting on?"

    Chang Wuyuan asked curiously.

    "I attacked him just now and found out that he has mastered the Three Thousand Avenues. With his strength, it is only a piece of cake to kill me!"

    Kunpeng¡¯s Soul slowly said: ¡°But he didn¡¯t kill me!¡±

    "Then why did you choose to be eaten by him?" Chang Wuyuan said, he didn't understand this very much.

    "Didn't you hear?"

    "The girl next to him said she wanted to eat me!"

    "That girl is not simple, she is actually a dragon!"

    Kunpeng, who only had his remnant soul left, sent a message to Chang Wuyuan: "What that girl means must be what this senior means!"

    "I'm betting! If the bet is right, then it will be a great blessing!"

    "If the bet is wrong, then I will really die!"

    Kunpeng said again: "Can he know that I, Kunpeng,This matter must have a deep connection with the Kunpeng clan!  "

    "Let's take a look! I hope my approach is correct!"

    "By the way, if I really die, you must not let my people avenge me!"

    "No Kunpeng can be this person's opponent!" Kunpeng's soul said again.

    "Understood!"

    Chang Wuyuan nodded, he could see that this Kunpeng soul was completely guessing what the senior meant.

    He also knew that that person was not an ordinary monk.

    But a master of cultivating immortals!

    Time passed, and a scent suddenly wafted out.

    The smell of meat made Chang Wuyuan unable to help but take a deep breath.

    It smells so good!

    ¡°I made Kunpeng soup, it¡¯s cooked and ready to eat!¡±

    Mo Fan clapped his hands gently and said to the Third Generation Demon Emperor and others, since it was Chang Wuyuan who proposed it, he didn¡¯t think there was anything wrong with it.

    At this moment, everyone in the palace looked at the pot in front of them.

    "Gu Gu Gu Gu!"

    The calm soup noodles are already boiling, and waves of aroma are exuding from it, spreading out towards the entire temple, giving the monks an extremely comfortable feeling when they smell it. The aroma falls into the nose and turns into  A force of great power rushed towards the limbs and bones in the monk's body, and was quickly absorbed by the monk.

    Everyone found a place to sit down and began to enjoy the Kunpeng soup made by Mo Fan.

    Looking at the soup placed in front of him, Kunpeng's soul's eyes were full of complex light, and it existed in the form of a soul.

    This bowl of soup is rich in nutrients.

    Because the ingredients are extremely precious.

    That¡¯s his physical body!

    "It smells so good! I didn't expect that my body tastes so good. I want to eat it!" Looking at the bowl of soup in front of him, Kunpeng's soul sighed.

    Hear this.

    ¡°¡­¡± The corners of Chang Wuyuan¡¯s and Chang Qingfeng¡¯s eyes twitched at the same time.

    The two of them also lowered their heads and looked at the bowl of Kunpeng soup in their hands.

    Then, both of them were greedy. I have to say, it was full of flavor.

    Both of them took a sip.

    As soon as the soup entered their mouths, both of their bodies trembled.

    "This soup"

    The two of them couldn't help but gasped. This was the first time they tasted such a terrifying soup. The soup contained three thousand avenues!

    This is the Three Thousand Avenues!

    It¡¯s a pity that it¡¯s so difficult for them to understand!

    Moreover, after drinking this bowl of Kunpeng soup, they felt very comfortable, more comfortable than ever before.

    And, the impurities in the body disappeared without a trace at this moment.

    The two of them found that their cultivation seemed to be able to enter the realm of minor gods at any time.

    Just one mouthful can bring about such a great blessing!

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