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Chapter 592 Testing

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    Don¡¯t say it, spiritual beast meat is spiritual beast meat. In the mobile phone plane, you may not feel it very deeply, but in the earth world where the spiritual energy is withered, as soon as the meat is taken out, the spiritual energy will spread out.

    Feng Jun cut the meat into small pieces and put it on a skewer. Some people originally thought that this group of people playing barbecue in Maoshan had a bit of personality. When this aura spread, more and more people paid attention.

    Feng Jun didn't find it strange. In fact, he did this not only to take advantage of the excitement, but also to test it - the eighth cave was reopened. Are there any experts coming to celebrate?

    There is no expert when it comes to cutting up the flesh of spiritual beasts.

    When the flesh of the spirit beast penetrates the drill, there is no expert.

    ??The skewer that had pierced the flesh of the spirit beast was put on the fire to roast, but still no expert showed up

    Feng Jun also gave up his mind. This is generally the case in this world, and it is difficult to live up to his reputation.

    Zhang Caixin could feel the abnormality in the meat of the spiritual beast. When Feng Jun took out the meat, her brows raised slightly, her eyes lit up, and she was slightly confused: What kind of meat is this?

    "Wait a moment, when Feng Jun was piercing the flesh with the drill, even Hao Jingfeng and Gazi also noticed it. After all, they have been practicing for so long. If he didn't have this feeling, Feng Jun would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

    When the barbecue started, the spiritual energy gradually dissipated, and Gazi couldn't help it anymore, "Brother Jun, what kind of meat are you talking about?"

    "Just eat it honestly. Why do you ask so many questions?" Feng Jun replied with a smile, "It's just this kind of occasion, otherwise I would be reluctant to take it out."

    Zhang Caixin blinked and asked in confusion, "Isn't it said that we are in an era of lack of spiritual energy? I feel that even if Xiaowu is made into meat skewers, he will not have such strong spiritual energy."

    In Luohua Manor, King Wu was hiding in the pavilion to rest. He suddenly shivered and his feathers stood up. He looked around cautiously before slowly calming down: "Why do I feel Ming  What danger is there in the underworld?

    "That's true," Feng Jun nodded, but still didn't answer directly, "So, you must cherish the meat skewers in my hand."

    Hearing this, Gazi actually smiled with schadenfreude, "Haifeng and Lei Gang will probably burst into tears if they know about it, right?"

    As he spoke, the aroma of barbecue gradually spread out, along with the aura of the pangolin.

    There are about seven or eight hundred guests living in this Shifangtang, and there are still people arriving in a steady stream.

    Feng Jun and the others openly had a barbecue in the yard, which was actually a bit eye-catching, but there were seven of them. The men were all strong men, and the women were all young and beautiful. They were not easy to mess with at first glance, so no one came to cause trouble.  .

    However, as the aura spread out, some people still took a keen interest in them.

    Among these people, there are many practitioners. No matter what content they practice, there are always people who can discover the wonders of spiritual energy - Tang Wenji, who is in her twenties, can feel the mystery of spiritual energy. Other sects cannot be all mediocre.

    Two well-dressed middle-aged men walked out of the small building. They were chatting and laughing, but they were instantly attracted by the aura in the distance.

    The two stopped and looked at each other for a while, then exchanged glances, raised their legs and walked towards Feng Jun and his party.

    Behind them, closely followed four young men, all dressed in smart attire, and you could tell at a glance that they were their apprentices.

    Six people walked up to Feng Jun and others. One of them, a middle-aged man with a beard, raised his hand to Feng Jun and said, "My little friend, may I ask you what kind of meatare you roasting?"

    ??This is a knowledgeable person. Everyone is barbecuing, but only in front of Feng Jun, the meat of the spiritual beast is being grilled.

    Feng Jun raised his head, smiled at him, and cupped his hands, "This fellow Taoist invited me. I don't know what kind of meat it is. A female Taoist priest gave it to me and said it was very delicious."

    The female Taoist priest gave it to you?  The bearded man took a look at the other person's face and couldn't help but believe it. Everyone in the world knows that men are lustful, but little does he know that when women are lustful, they are no less lusty than men.

    What is the old saying?  "The bustard loves money, the sister loves beauty" - when making money, he never forgets to pick customers.

    Seeing this, another middle-aged man of medium height snorted, "Young people nowadays really don't understand etiquette just sitting like this and answering questions from seniors?"

    Both of them are well-known in the world of secular spiritual practice, and this circle pays special attention to elders and younger ones.

    In fact, in many traditional industry circles in China, people are very particular about seniority and inferiority. At worst, they focus on seniority in capital selection, and at best, they are more humane.

    In the circle of cultivators, there is also a strong emphasis on respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao.nbsp; "What the two donors said is wrong. I am not the Buddha, I am just a person who worships the Buddha," the monk replied seriously, "I seek purity of heart, and whether I pray to the Buddha or ask questions, I must have a pious heart Dear donors,  It¡¯s so noisy in the scenic spot of Lingshan¡­¡±

    Before he could finish speaking, Gazi answered directly, "This is the scenic spot of Lingshan Mountain in Maoshan. It has nothing to do with you, Lord Buddha. Why don't you overshadow it?"

    Having said this, he turned his head and glanced at Feng Jun, "I have been to many places and found that monks have many rules. If you don't listen to him, you are ungrateful and deserve to die and go to the eighteenth level of hell  It's better to be a Taoist, because he doesn't restrict your behavior."

    "What are you talking about?" Feng Jun snorted angrily, "If I don't ask you to be stricter, do you know how to respect me?"

    To be honest, he had a similar feeling to Gazi. In order to show solemnity, Buddhism has a lot of rules. It¡¯s not that having too many rules is bad, but many of them are a bit inexplicable.

    "Taoism is much more relaxed in this regard.

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