After leaving, Zhao Lingtai continued to walk through the mountains, like a wandering elf. When dusk approached, he finally stopped. According to the map, this place is already on the edge of the ruins of the Holy City.

After rushing for a while, there was some loss, Zhao Lingtai decided to find a place to rest, and only set out for the ruins tomorrow.

Soon, he found a suitable place to spend the night, which was a stone forest.

The rocks here are piled up, the dog's teeth are intertwined, forming a lot of space, like a stone cave, people can block the wind and rain in it, quite comfortable.

Zhao Lingtai selected a stone cave with a slightly larger space, two flake stones are connected together to form an arch terrain, and the following is a space of its own, which is more than ten square meters wide, and the ground is dry and very flat.

"That's it......"

Zhao Lingtai was very satisfied. They don't go in, they go out. Not long after, when he returned, he carried a bundle of dead branches in one hand and a hundred-pound goat in the other. He laid down the dead branches, took the goats out, found a stream, and slaughtered them with only one branch. The internal organs and other things, all of them are not needed, and a shell is left, and then they are brought back. Set up a pile of firewood in the cave and make a roast sheep.

Stay overnight in the mountains and forests, there should be delicious food and enjoy the beauty of a picnic.

Zhao Lingtai's attitude towards life has always been comfortable.

Whether it is practicing a sword or roasting a sheep, it is a kind of cultivation, and the emphasis is on seriousness.

The fire was not big, it burned slowly, and occasionally made a small crackling sound.

Night fell, and at night, the autumn rain came again, the rain was thousands, wrapped in the autumn wind, whirring and blowing, it was already quite chilly. If you count on your fingers, it won't be long before winter begins.

Spring and autumn, Zhao Lingtai has never cared much, in the past, his time, was not retreat, or fighting, now out, rare to feel the change of the season and climate, there are slight waves in his heart, quite leisurely. It seems that at this moment, he is no longer a patriarch, no longer a human immortal powerhouse, just an ordinary person who spends the night in the mountains.

The lamb is gradually cooked, the fat drips on the charcoal fire, and the tempting aroma of the meat slowly emanates and diffuses, making people have a great appetite.

Zhao Lingtai reached out and took out a small porcelain bottle, opened it, and spilled it on the browned mutton.

This porcelain bottle contains specially prepared flavors, including salt, pepper and other ingredients, which are really essential for eating.

Zhao Lingtai came out, knowing that he had to forage for food by himself, so he specially prepared the seasoning, and he would not treat himself badly in this regard.

If this matter spreads, I am afraid that it will be unbelievable and incomprehensible.

Human immortals, but the top existence in the world, when entering and leaving, they hug each other before and after, and some trivial affairs do not need to be handled at all; and when it comes to such a realm, the diet is very particular, where can I look down on ordinary meat?

But Zhao Lingtai prefers this bite, it smells of fireworks, and it feels like eating.

After the seasoning was sprinkled, it was roasted for a while, and the mutton was ready, and he lifted it with one hand and held it whole in his hand.

With a weight of hundreds of pounds, if the weight is light, I don't care, like carrying a roast chicken.

Zhao Lingtai doesn't pay attention to anything like eating, anyway, there is no one next to him, so let the meat cool down a little and bite it directly.

One bite is a large piece of meat, full of greasy, fragrant taste.

"Well, it tastes good, it feels like native game!"

Zhao Lingtai was very satisfied with himself, and gave his craft a rating, which was very good.

A cultivator's dietary needs are different from those of ordinary people, and the higher the cultivation, the greater the difference. In fact, when you reach the realm of immortals, even if you don't eat or drink for several days, there is no problem, although it is not equal to the real Bigu, but it is not far behind. But if you really have a great appetite, it tastes quite terrible, as if the stomach is a bottomless pit, and you don't know how to be hungry, and a hundred-pound sheep is casually filled in.

Some powerful characters, eating a few cows and sheep at a meal, are all idle.

Of course, the meat they eat is also unusual, it is all heterogeneous animals fed with spiritual food, the meat is beautiful, contains vitality, and eating it can not only fill the stomach, but also increase cultivation.

These spirit animals are raised in the mountain gates of various sects, and they are usually slaughtered, sent to the canteen, and provided to the disciples in the sect to enjoy.

At the moment, Zhao Lingtai is in the wild, but he doesn't pay attention to this, and he hunts this fat sheep just to satisfy his tongue, and he doesn't care about anything else.

About a quarter of an hour later, dozens of catties of mutton entered the stomach, and a skeleton remained.

Zhao Lingtai was slightly satisfied, removed the wooden frame and sheep bones, and left a pile of charcoal, while he meditated cross-legged on the edge of the fire and began to do his homework.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Zhao Lingtai was aware of it, raised his head and opened his eyes, and looked outside.

It was pitch black outside, it was deep and dark, and the raindrops were falling, boundless, a scene of bitter wind and rain.

It doesn't seem to be unusual, and I can't see any clues.

However, Zhao Lingtai believed in his own feelings—to be precise, the feeling of a demon body.

With a thought, the puppy appeared in the cave, and after devouring the Mountain Moon Yin God, its size was larger, and it was no longer the body of the cub at the beginning, and it had already shown a growth trend.

The growth of the demon body is a very slow process, unless it gets enough food, otherwise, it will not change much in the past few years.

All along, Zhao Lingtai has been deliberately restraining the growth of the demon body, and it was not until recently that he became an immortal queen and relaxed.

Zhao Lingtai looked at the demon body, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Go ahead." ”

After receiving the order, the demon body nodded very humanely, wagged its tail, and slowly walked out of the stone cave, disappearing into the dense rain curtain.

Zhao Lingtai didn't need to go out to see what the puppy was doing. The human body and the demon body are one, and the two are connected, as long as you switch your mind. As the main body, the dominant one, Zhao Lingtai controlled the movement and stillness of the demon body, so in his eyes, he saw the demon body leave the stone cave, jumped onto a huge rock, and then jumped towards the next position.

The puppy's movements do not look fast, but rather a little clumsy, jumping up and down, looking dull.

Soon, he left the stone forest and entered a dense forest.

The rain was dripping, the leaves were dripping, and the forest was wet everywhere.

In the darkness, a gray shadow wandered, invisible to the naked eye, as if it existed in nothingness.

However, in the puppy's white and black eyes, everything was hidden, as if he had seen food, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, pounced on it, took a big mouth, and immediately bit the shadow, rolled his tongue, and swallowed it directly.

The whole process is crisp and effortless.

After eating, the demon body continued to walk around the forest and search, and then found a second cloud of shadows......

Zhao Lingtai, who was in the stone cave, saw this scene and nodded secretly, but he knew: The demon body is hungry!8)