They were not in a hurry and did not go directly to the Land of the Bitter Sea.

Just experienced a big battle, whether it is immortal power or spiritual power, it consumes a lot of money, and physical energy also needs to be replenished.

Wu Heng believes that going to the bitter sea again may not be safe, and it is inevitable that there will be some tests, so it is better to take it step by step.

Soon, the two found a hidden resting place in a crack in a rocky mountain.

The crack between the mountains and rocks is not big, can only allow one person to jump down at the same time, Wu Heng did not hesitate, jumped down, fluttered lightly to the ground, found that this grotto has a hole in the sky, the width of the white more than a meter, a piece of black fish, the sound of water droplets can be heard clearly.

When the God of Purgatory also jumped into the grotto, Wu Heng spoke: "There were footprints of living beings here. ”

"How long?"

Wu Heng glanced at the uneven rock walls around him, and said: "It's been a long time, the traces are blurred, maybe a few years ago, like us, he came to the Immortal Demon Dao to try and rest in the grotto. ”

Wu Heng saw the fragment of the picture that had been left in the grotto with the eyes of the sky, with a slight flame flickering and several ancient handwriting.

Purgatory Death God said: "Actually, it's normal, the Immortal Demon Dao is open every three thousand years, and throughout the ages, there are not a few monks who have entered the Demon Dao Trial Ground, nothing unusual." ”

"Vertical?" Wu Heng suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at a rock wall and stunned.

"Interesting, could it be that the monk who once wrote the words vertical and horizontal in the grotto himself, and closed here to the death, hoping to comprehend the ultimate mystery of the Demon Dao?" the Purgatory God raised his eyebrows, although he couldn't see anything on the rock wall, he knew that Wu Heng's Heavenly Eye could see some things that he couldn't see.

"No!" Wu Heng shook his head, he said: "These two words are written with a bit of rhyme, so many years have not been completely eroded by the years, and there are a few wisps of Taoism left. ”

However, those two words were extremely sloppy and vague, and it was difficult for Wu Heng to comprehend anything from them.

But he secretly felt that the writing of these two words was not simple, perhaps copied from the great land of God.

The Purgatory God who was sitting on the ground and cultivating suddenly showed a confused look and said, "The Demon Dao is vertical and horizontal, but these two words are all the gains we have gained from this trip to the Demon Dao?"

"Not necessarily, at least I have gained a lot in the sea of suffering, and I have found a way to truly open the gates of hell. Wu Heng responded, he took out a lot of elixirs, and suspended the top of his head with the Kongtong seal, to recover to the peak strength as quickly as possible.

"I'm getting more and more curious about what this real sea of suffering is. ”

Wu Heng was silent, meditating while pondering the word "vertical and horizontal" in the rock wall in front of him, in the years of I don't know how many years ago, who wrote these two words, and today, I don't know how many years later, Wu Heng's heart turned up when he saw those two words.

In this kind of burial place, the stone carvings left by the predecessors are often precious, because many of them have experienced the penetration of life and death, with deep meaning.

Wu Heng's recovery speed was very fast, and with the Kongtong Seal, he had reached his peak state one step ahead of the Purgatory Death God.

In order to thank the God of Purgatory for sacrificing his life to rescue him this time, Wu Heng took out the Dragon Valley Golden Wine, which was getting smaller and smaller, and took out the ancient relics that he had slaughtered some time ago, which was a Jiao Mink, the descendants of Jiao Long and Mink, the bloodline has mutated, and the strength is extremely strong, inheriting Jiao's powerful attack and the lightning speed of the mink, which is extremely difficult, but in the end, he still let Hou Yi shoot with an arrow, in the realm of the top of the gods.

The most important thing is that the meat quality of the Jiao Mink is very delicious and delicious, ranking ninth among the ten treasures in the martial arts cultivation world, which is rare, as a great gourmet, Wu Heng will not let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Let's go!"

A bonfire is lit up in the black grotto, illuminating the rock wall red, and the slight crackling sound of the firewood from time to time is crisp and primitive.

Wu Heng took out a piece of more than 30 catties of mink meat, the meat was fresh and red and tender, and there were wisps of fairy qi emitted, there was no doubt that it was a high-quality ingredient.

It is a beautiful thing to be able to list as ten treasures, and you will have a sense of lingering after eating it, and it will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

Even the God of Purgatory said: "Remember this marten, I only ate it once when I was a child, and I haven't encountered it since." ”

"You're luckier than me, it's the first time I've eaten it. Wu Heng put the mink meat on the skewers, and then set the skewers on the bonfire, and before long, the smell of meat was already overflowing in the grotto. This is still without any seasoning, even if any of the ingredients in the ten treasures are cooked in water, they can be compared to the whole banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty combined.

After drinking a large bowl of golden wine, his face was full of intoxication and aftertaste, and he said: "Tsk, this wine is so strong, but it tastes good enough, mellow and thick!"

"A true dragon gold, I have never come across a better wine. Wu Heng also drank a big bowl.

Then Wu Heng took out oil, salt, cumin, pepper, five-spice powder and other spices and sprinkled them on the mink meat, and the aroma became stronger for a while, not inferior to the heavenly and earthly taste emitted from the golden wine.

"Hurry, hurry, a battle, a bowl of good wine, a mouthful of good meat. The God of Purgatory sighed, he had never spoken so much, and he had never felt so relaxed, everything was natural and comfortable.

As a gourmet, Wu Heng would not directly bite into a large mouthful of mink meat like the god of purgatory, he took out a small knife, cut out a very thin piece of mink meat, and then took out a soy sauce bottle, dipped some soy sauce from it, and took out the cabbage he had planted from the world inside the heart dragon pattern jade.

Cabbage is planted in the spiritual soil, although it does not become a essence, and there is no miraculous effect, but it is definitely a hundred times more delicious than ordinary vegetables on the market, with a pure taste and sweet juice.

He wrapped the cabbage leaves together with mink meat, took a bite of it, and instantly lingered, feeling the deliciousness of the mink meat and eating the crispness of the leaves.

The purgatory god looked curious, and also imitated Wu Heng's way of eating, dipped some soy sauce, got some vegetables, and wrapped it with Jiao mink meat, and after a crisp chewing sound, he couldn't help but praise: "Wizard, what a genius, actually thought of this way to improve the taste of food." ”

Wu Heng said: "This method was not created by me, but found out from the diary of the Emperor Beidou, the Emperor Beidou once went to a strange country, that country is on the other side of the distant starry sky, called the earth, with all kinds of unexpected food, and strange things, among which there is such a food, which seems to be called Korean food." ”

"I see. The God of Purgatory was thoughtful, and he said: "Maybe one day, we can also travel the starry sky and see a different world like the Emperor of the Galaxy and the Emperor of the Big Dipper." ”

"I had this plan, take a look along the places where the Big Dipper Emperor went, and maybe I can find the relics left by the Big Dipper. ”

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