Chapter 370: Star Gate Roast Duck

The peak of the mountain where the ducks are raised in the mouth of the dead wood is the sixth peak of the Ninth City.

Unlike the peak masters of the other peaks who are all junior of Deadwood, the peak master of the sixth peak is the junior brother of Deadwood Zhenren.

The two were taught by a master.

I just don't know if it's plastic brotherhood.

Anyway, when Ling Yi was apprenticing before, the dry law real person also slipped over to see the excitement.

But he didn't dare to talk too much, and in the end he was driven away by the dead wood.

I don't know how to be polite, a very rude old pick, stealing this kind of person's duck, Ling Yi has no pressure at all.

If he could, Ling Yi would also want to steal some big medicine by the way.

It can be said that the Eight Star Gates, so far, perhaps except for a dead wood real person, even those servants and boys on the first peak are not pleasing to Ling Yi's eyes.

It is not too much of an exaggeration to say that the whole world is the enemy.

Of course, just like Deadwood said, for those real big shots, they wouldn't take Ling Yi too seriously.

Unless he really shows the demeanor of an emperor.

That's another story.

There are a total of 36 ancient cities in the Eighth Star Gate.

They are located somewhere in this endless sea of stars.

Every city has a city lord.

The identity of the city lord is usually the elder of the Star Gate.

But the Star Gate was really fundamentally different from the sects and ancient sects that Ling Yi had known in the past.

It's more of a federation.

A ...... made up of countless Sanctuary powers Relatively loose federation.

For example, the Deadwood Real Man is here in the Ninth City, and no one is a bird.

Others don't bird him much.

At the first peak, he is the only one and only ruler who deserves it.

But in the ninth city, don't look at him as the city lord, many people still don't buy his account.

Respect is respect, and if you want to talk about interests, you have to exchange equal benefits.

Want to rely on power to oppress...... That's a lot to think about.

If you are in a hurry, it will directly cause a group of people on the other side to huddle, and then come back strongly.

So if you want to eat some other people's specialties, you have to steal ......

In this situation, even the Star Gate Holy Lord turned a blind eye to many things.

Of course, there must be the authority of the Holy Lord.

It just doesn't apply to the bits and pieces of life.

It's not the same thing as the emperor of the world who dominates everything.

However, the Heavenly Emperor Fruit Position mentioned by Deadwood before seems to be somewhat similar to the human emperor.

Everyone is fighting for luck, and they all want to be that person.

It is estimated that only by becoming the Emperor of Heaven can he truly follow his words.

Ling Yi soon came to the Sixth Peak.

He hadn't been to a place too far away for a few months, but he was quite familiar with these peaks in the Ninth City.

It's just a familiar way, so don't mention it.

There was no contact with the disciples of the various mountain peaks.

Deadwood doesn't accept apprentices, so as his only disciple in the true sense, Ling Yi has an extremely high seniority!

Even the Holy Lord is a generation shorter than him.

Now the peak masters of other major mountain peaks have already been disciples all over the world.

Therefore, at present, the vast majority of the disciples on these mountain peaks don't know how many generations shorter Ling Yi is.

People don't want to have an extra ancestor out of thin air above their heads, so there is no one to make friends with Ling Yitao.

For Ling Yi, this is the best.

He wasn't interested in making friends with the people inside the stargate.

Entering the defensive circle of the sixth peak was a breeze for Ling Yi.

It was very simple and natural to come in.

It's like going back to your own home.

When I came to a lake halfway up the sixth peak, I saw a flock of ducks swimming freely in the lake.

Every duck is so smart.

Slippery!

It's delicious at first sight.

Presumably, these ducks also know that they are delicious, so they are very vigilant.

With Ling Yi almost completely invisible, these ducks actually sensed that someone was coming at the first time.

And so—

Quack!

Quack quack quack!

Listen to the sound of ducks.

Ling Yi: "......"

With the restlessness of this flock of ducks, a large number of magic circles were in the sky, on the earth, and in the lake...... is activated directly.

A large number of cultivators who exuded a powerful aura rushed out of the darkness one after another.

Extremely vigilant looking around.

Ling Yi: "......"

At this time, I heard someone say loudly: "Is it that the people from the first peak have come to steal ducks again?"

Ling Yi: ???

Someone has come to steal it before?

"Probably not, right? since the last ...... was approached by our peak master and the peak master of several other peaks, and beat him hard, the first peak should learn a lesson, right?"

"the fart! When have you ever seen the people of the First Peak learn their lesson?"

"Everyone on that mountain, including those cute little boys, is not a good thing!"

"Let's say this, what if we are heard by the Deadwood Real Man?"

"If you hear it, you hear it, don't you allow people to say it because of the old disrespect?"

Ling Yi was speechless in secret, and said in his heart, how unpopular is my master?

Even a group of young junior disciples dared to talk about him like this?

Having said that, the atmosphere of Stargate is really different.

Many things are like this, I heard that it is useless, and you have to see it with your own eyes.

But I'm still standing as a demon girl.

Ling Yi hid in the grass, and a large number of invisible runes around his body perfectly hid him.

The group of Sixth Peak disciples waited for a long time, and they also searched for a long time, but they didn't wait for anything, and they didn't find anything.

I'm getting ready to call it a day.

Quack quack!

A flock of ducks on the lake crowed again.

"Grass, bark, scream, scream every day! If you scream again, you will pluck all your hair, and then make a roast duck!"

A Sixth Peak disciple said angrily.

"Ducks are so cute, you are so cruel?"

A young girl asked angrily.

Quack!

The ducks on the lake seem to be happy.

So happy that I didn't even notice that there were several fewer companions around me in the blink of an eye.

Ducks can't count, but people do!

Immediately, someone found that the number of ducks was less, and immediately shouted: "Don't make any noise, it's a fart, there are fewer ducks!"

"Huh?

"We've been staring at it!"

"yes, we're just here watching, how can there be less of them?"

"Isn't it going into the lake?"

A group of young disciples suddenly panicked.

They are the disciples who are responsible for releasing ducks, and if there is one less duck, they will be punished, not to mention that there are seven or eight less ducks at once.

It's just terrible!

Which bastard did such a lack of morality?

Definitely the people of the first peak!

Silence on all sides.

Those circles that have been activated, in the sky, on the earth, in the lake...... Dute serene.

The sun is warm and the breeze is blowing.

There was no ominous omen at all.

But there are really fewer ducks.

Seven less.

A group of Sixth Peak disciples, their faces were as pale as earth.

On the way back, Ling Yi had a happy look on his face.

own speed...... Sure enough, it's much faster than before!

I can't feel it at all when I talk to the master, because no matter how fast he is, he is not as fast as the master, and he is crushed in the same way.

But when he came here, he showed a little advantage in speed, and whether it was the other party's people or the magic circle, he couldn't capture his figure at all!

He had just snatched seven ducks from under their noses, almost with a swagger.

And the seven ducks, who didn't have time to quack at all, were thrown into the pond of the small world of Xingchenshi by him.

Where is not swimming?

I still have a lot of fish in my pond!

Aha...... Go ahead...... No big deal......

Back at the first peak, Ling Yi swaggered up the mountain with a duck.

Quack-rattled along the way.

", the duck of the sixth peak?"

"I can tell if I smell it, it's the sixth peak!"

"Big brother is amazing!"

"Isn't there a lot of magic circles set up on the sixth peak, and can the senior brother still steal it?"

"How's it just one?"

"Are you stupid? Stealing one is pretty good, okay?"

Everyone had shocked expressions on their faces.

Because he was the only disciple of the Deadwood Zhenren, Ling Yi naturally became the senior brother on this mountain.

But on weekdays, because he was abused by the master, he was a little miserable, so the majesty of the senior brother or something, that's it, not too many people cared.

Until today.

He carried a duck from the sixth peak up the mountain, which shocked everyone.

Because since that fight a long time ago, they haven't been able to steal the ducks of the Sixth Peak again......

After returning to the mountain.

Plucking, washing, and stuffing with all sorts of ingredients...... Pickled.

Well, these jobs are done by the Deadwood Maharato himself.

He couldn't believe Ling Yi.

"Let me tell you, roast duck is very particular, especially the configuration of seasonings, very knowledgeable. Includes a stove for roasting duck, firewood...... They are also very particular, different sacred trees, the taste of the roasted duck is different...... Why did you just catch one and come back?"

Deadwood Zhenren frowned a little dissatisfied: "You should catch at least five, I can roast five ducks with completely different flavors for you!"

When he said this, the old man's body was full of fairy energy, and he looked full of aura!

He is much more confident than when he talked about his cultivation.

Ling Yi blinked: "There are still six in my small world, but I am thinking...... Let's raise some by ourselves, and if you want to eat, you can eat what you raise yourself......"

"There are still six?" Deadwood's eyes lit up, and he urged: "Take them all out, and show your hand to you today for the teacher, and have seven ducks and seven eats!"

The gods ate seven ducks and seven meals, and Ling Yi almost sprayed on the spot.

"Hurry up, hurry up, tell you, if you want to make that bastard smell the taste, you must kill him as soon as possible, we have to do it as soon as possible, eat as soon as possible, eat and drink enough to destroy the corpse!

Looking at the master's majestic appearance, I didn't know that I thought he was calculating the Star Gate Holy Lord.

"It's all eaten, it's not okay, keep a few to keep ......," the corners of Ling Yi's mouth twitched.

"Raise a fart, do you know how expensive it costs to raise this thing? Aren't you stupid, if you want to eat it, you can go to the sixth peak to catch it! They can stop those clumsy servant boys on the mountain, can they stop you? Why do you have to work hard for someone to help us raise it?"

Deadwood is a real person.

Ling Yi looked sluggish.

"You're too upright, apprentice, you're going to suffer like you!" Deadwood said earnestly, "Take out the duck." ”

"Master, you are the first to praise me like this. Ling Yi was a little embarrassed to be praised, and took out the remaining six ducks.

Quack, quack, quack.

"it!" Deadwood was unrelenting, and simply killed the remaining six.

Dehairing, disemboweling, washing......

If a set of processes is smooth, it will be nothing more than that.

Soon, the hanging stove was set up and baked.

It didn't take long for a burst of rolling energy to burst in from afar.

With an extremely angry divine thought: "Senior brother, you have gone too far!

Swish.

A figure appeared in front of Ling Yi.

A thin old man looked at the duck in the hanging furnace with anger and resentment on his face, glared at the dead wood fiercely, and then turned his cold gaze to Ling Yi: "Little thing, did you steal it?"

Ling Yi looked aggrieved: "I don't, it's not me, it has nothing to do with me!"

The dead wood real person stood aside without changing his face, busy working.

Extraordinarily calm.

At this time, a fragrance wafted out along the hanging furnace.

Kufa Zhenren moved his nose, his face was still angry, but he couldn't help but say, "It's so fragrant, are the duck cakes done?"

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