The voice did not fall.

The ground is shattered.

Sen Ran is full of ghosts.

A miserable white figure appeared in front of Zhang Feng, looking at Zhang Feng with a ghostly look.

"Ghost, ghost fairy!" Wu Liang's face suddenly frightened.

"Zhang Feng," Chen Qingyi's face was angry, he glared at Zhang Feng deadly, and stretched out two hands to grab Zhang Feng's neck: "Your life is over! I will ...... you today."

However, Zhang Feng smiled and pointed to the seat in front of him: "Come, sit, eat a hot pot first." ”

"Am I the kind of ghost who can be bought by hot pot?!" Chen Qingzhi's face was gloomy.

But after taking that look at the hot pot, I couldn't help but move my Adam's apple slightly.

The scorching tumbling.

That spicy red oil.

The complex, fiery aroma.

There are also beef slices and lamb rolls on the side, as well as whitethroat duck intestines and tripe......

Chen Qingzhi swallowed his saliva.

As a ghost, it has never been boring in the underworld.

However, every time I go to the yang world, I just hook the soul and ask for my life, a routine.

Those people were stupid when they saw themselves, how could they have the heart to put a hot pot.

Some dying monks and even immortals still want to curry favor with the spirit stone magic weapon, but they don't know that the people of the underworld don't need those things at all.

What the people of the underworld want more than to taste the food of the yang world.

Last time, Zhang Feng invited him to drink a cup of tea, which made Chen Qingzhi return to the days when he was still in the yang world in a trance.

"Anyway, you don't need to pretend to be so fierce," Zhang Feng pointed to the Pei Yuan Dan in his mouth, "You and I both know that you can't seduce my soul no matter what." ”

"To put it mildly, you are almost like an alarm clock to me now, reminding me to eat Pei Yuan Dan to increase my lifespan. ”

"Rather than returning in vain, it's better to have a good meal here and leave. ”

"After all, it's all here. ”

Zhang Feng said earnestly.

Chen Qingzhi's face was gloomy.

Zhang Feng was right.

As long as Zhang Feng stuffed Pei Yuandan in his mouth, it would be impossible for him to hook his soul away no matter what. As long as he does it himself, he will have three more days of yang life.

And what Zhang Feng didn't know was.

Chen Qingzhi, as a ghost, can only come out of the underworld when he hooks his soul.

And after hooking the soul, you have to go back immediately.

It is also Zhang Feng, who has reached his longevity but can't die, that Chen Qingzhi can stay in the world for a short time.

In other words, even if others wanted to invite Chen Qingzhi to eat hot pot, Chen Qingzhi would not be able to eat it.

"Zhang Feng, remember, I will one day send you to the eighteenth layer of hell. Chen Qingzhi's face was gloomy, "You can put beef now, right?"

"Put it down. Zhang Fengle put the beef in the pot.

Although these beef are not grown by Zhang Feng himself.

But Zhang Feng experimented with the miscellaneous feathered bird, and there was no poison in it.

"By the way, the Hades and Yama of the underworld ......"

Zhang Feng began to inquire about the news again.

Chen Qingyi was silent at first, until Zhang Feng smiled and said, "If you tell me, I will invite you to eat barbecue next time......

Grill?

Chen Qing was stunned.

The eyes are complex.

I, Chen Qingzhi, a dignified ghost, ruthless and indifferent, accustomed to life and death, how can I bow my head for a barbecue?

Isn't it just a barbecue?

Isn't it just putting the meat on a charcoal fire, sprinkling cumin, and the roasting sound is full of fat and fragrant......

"I don't know much about the old man of Hades," Chen Qingyi stuffed the shabu beef into his mouth without raising his head, and whispered, "It's Yan Jun'......"

No way.

Ghosts and fairies also have needs.

Besides, it's all here.

There's nothing that can't be solved with one barbecue, and if there is, it's two.

Chen Qingzhi suddenly had complicated feelings.

On the one hand, out of the rules of life and death, he wished that Zhang Feng would die quickly.

But on the other hand, thinking that he would be able to eat a good meal every three days in the future, Chen Qingzhi was extremely looking forward to it......

Wu Liang was stunned when he watched from the side.

This is a hell of a!

Don't talk about the cultivation realm, I'm afraid that the immortals in the sky will talk about the color change!

Indifferent and ruthless, accustomed to life and death, everywhere he goes represents death.

As a result, just sitting here and eating barbecue with my brother?

Wuliang was silent for a long time and left silently.

It's really sitting with ghosts and fairies, and it's a lot of pressure.

Wuliang was silent for a long time and went to the main peak hall of the Shangshui Holy Peak.

At this time, the five peak masters gathered.

Everyone looked nervous.

Seeing Wuliang coming, Huo Yuxue hurriedly said, "Just now you went to Zhang Feng, is Zhang Feng very nervous?"

"Alas, nervousness is inevitable, after all, it is a great debate of Buddhism, and it has not been done for many years. ”

"You must appease your senior brother well and keep him invincible......"

Wuliang was silent for a long time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Master, you may not believe it when you say it. Wuliang's face was complicated, "Senior brother, he's eating hot pot......"

"Huh?"

Everyone was stunned.

"At this time, you are actually eating hot pot?" Huo Yuxue's face sank: "We have clearly ordered that no one in the Wufeng disciples should disturb Zhang Feng, who dares to ignore the rules to disturb Zhang Feng, Lan Yun, Huo Linglong, or Mu Qiao'er?"

The old man of Mulong on the side also had an ugly face: "It's all this time, the great debate of Buddhism and Taoism is right in front of you, who is so rude and dares to disturb Zhang Feng, the old man will definitely clean up such a person who doesn't know what to do!"

Wuliang was silent for a moment: "It's the ghost fairy Chen Qingzhi, the ...... who wanted to hook the soul of Senior Brother before"

Old Man Wooden Dragon: "...... Hehe, the old man suddenly felt that eating a hot pot was not a big deal. ”

The crowd was silent.

I really don't understand.

Why can Zhang Feng eat hot pot with a life-seeking ghost......

Is it so good?

As for tidying up.

Hehe.

Pick up a life-stealing errand?

Sorry to bother me.

Is it bad to live in the sun on the hour?

And in the midst of this eerie silence.

The sky is getting brighter.

............

Sheung Shui Holy Peak, Mountain Gate.

It was just getting dark.

But the entire Sheung Shui Holy Peak looked extremely serious.

50,000 disciples, ready for battle.

From the front of the main peak hall, line up to the mountain gate.

Every disciple's face was extremely serious, because today is the day of the great debate on Buddhism and Taoism.

The forces of all parties have also arrived.

But they all stood honestly, because at this time, everyone represented not only their respective sects, but also the entire Lizhou Daomen.

Every link, every detail, can not be wrong, otherwise it will be a loss of face.

On Dao Feng.

A sea of people.

The high-level leaders of the major sects came here to watch the discussion, and among them, there were many Tianjiao of the younger generation.

Today, the impact has even gone beyond the state.

Even the Divine Court sent Dongfang Maoxue and Dongfang Ling to watch the ceremony, as well as Cardinal Li of the Yin and Yang Holy Land, as well as Lady Xuanqing and Holy Son Wang Teng of the Xuanqing Holy Sect.

Even the Holy Son of the Kenshin Holy Sect came.

If Zhang Feng is really defeated, they will discuss countermeasures here, whether to clear the Five Peaks from the list of the Holy Sects, or whether all the Holy Sects will unite to fight against this Buddhist sect.

This battle represents the face of the Daomen!