After the Donkey Kong secret realm under the patriarch of Hongyuan Temple continued to operate for more than half a month, it finally stopped running because the spiritual power of the formation was exhausted, and that day and night, the abbot of the Pure Sect, who was in a state of mind and was not as calm as on his face, reopened the secret realm, followed by the sloppy old man with an expressionless face, and the two people who were mentally prepared to accept the worst situation were in a heavy mood, lifting the million-pound broken dragon wall, the eyelids of the two shook together, the sloppy old man's expression was wonderful, and the green tendons in his palms burst out.

What caught the eyes of the two of them was a large bathtub and a naked man who soaked in the bathtub and did not know what etiquette and shame were.

The three of them looked at each other.

The sloppy old man gritted his teeth: "Stinky boy!

Chang Xi was dumbfounded.

The abbot of Jingzong saw his old friend rushing towards Chang Gongzi with his teeth and claws to kick over the bathtub, and put down the broken dragon wall in a playful way, and no one knew about the ghost crying wolf howl in the secret realm of Donkey Kong.

After a long time, Chang Xi, who had already practiced Donkey Kong's immortal body, was still defeated by Mo Lao's hot hand training, and was dragged out of the secret realm by Mo Lao like a dead pig with plucked hair and thrown back to Liaoyuan.

The abbot of the Pure Sect took back the jade talisman that didn't come in handy until the end, and said to Mo Ran with a smile: "Chang Gongzi is extremely talented, and it seems that he can practice Donkey Kong Immortal Body without doing his best, why are you still beating him?"

"It's nothing, it's just an itchy hand, this stinky boy just likes to babble, Donkey Kong immortal body is practiced and doesn't come out, I have to spend it inside, and I waited in vain for a few days to hurt the old man... Well, what kind of eyes are you? What is the matter with me when the pheasants on Jingting Mountain are eaten by people? Blame them for being delicious!"

Mo Ran kicked Chang Xi, who had been unconscious, back to the bed and covered the quilt with his hand.

The abbot of the Jingzong shook his head helplessly, it seems that his old friend's faceless realm has really improved a lot in the past few years, and he does not have the demeanor of being a top powerful master in Kyushu, and said: "Since Chang Gongzi's Donkey Kong immortal body has been completed, do you want to take Chang Gongzi away after he wakes up?"

Mo Ran glared at him and snorted: "I still give him this heart? No way! Since he has already practiced the Donkey Kong Immortal Body, even the ordinary Yuan Infant Realm overhaul has no way to take him, if he encounters someone who has no eyesight, this kid can pull off that person's head and kick it as a ball with his strength alone, old man, I don't have time to be a bodyguard again." ”

This raunchy but awe-inspiring power in the Immortal Dao Alliance suddenly reined in his original cynicism, and turned to bow respectfully to the old abbot, "Chang Xi, this stinky boy can get his wish this time, thanks to your dedication, old friend, if there is any need in Hongyuan Temple in the future, even if you ask me Mo to speak, I Mo will never refuse." ”

The abbot of Jingzong was vague and flickered to avoid it, and he was not bowed by his old friend, he lifted Mo Ran's bent waist into a bow, and said lightly: "You and I have known each other for many years, do you think that I opened the door for Chang Gongzi to worship you, an old horseman? Chang Gongzi is indeed a dragon among people, and his temperament is quite appetizing for Lao Gong, and his achievements in the future are limitless, so I am not allowed to form a good fate early?"

Mo Lao laughed three times when he heard this, and praised his old friend's eyes as bright as his brain, and then quietly entrusted a few words and returned to Qingyun.

In the early morning of the next day, the monks of the entire Hongyuan Temple were spreading a powerful news: Chang Gongzi, who had been in retreat in the Donkey Kong Secret Realm for more than half a month, actually practiced the Donkey Kong Immortal Body with the cultivation of the Jindan Middle Realm!

Many monks who had dined with Chang Xi in Wuguantang were shocked in their hearts, those who could practice Donkey Kong immortal body in Hongyuan Temple were all uncles and even ancestors of the Divine Realm, and no one in the younger generation could withstand the terrifying power of the void erosion, could it be that the disciples in the five sects were so violent?

At this moment, more than a dozen monks in the back kitchen of Wuguantang who were kneading the dough, after listening to the extremely serious words of the little monk Juechen, looked at each other, and immediately posted a notice that the lunch would be postponed, and immediately threw off their arms and immediately threw themselves into the new battlefield.

In the quiet liao garden, Chang Xi, who had become the focus of the monks' mouths, woke up quietly, and the first thought that came to his mind was so clear that he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and his weak but energetic voice spread far away.

"Hungry!"

Reshaping the layout of the meridians of the whole body in the void and changing the circulation of Zhou Tian, and then practicing the unique Donkey Kong Immortal Body, the perseverance and physical strength required are completely proportional, and now Chang Xi's body is empty except that the spiritual power is still full, and if he doesn't eat anything, Chang Xi feels that he may starve to death on the spot in the next second.

A steaming white-flour steamed bun appeared in front of Chang Xi's eyes without warning.

Chang Xi grabbed the steamed buns and stuffed them in his mouth, and the two fist-sized white-faced steamed buns were wiped out in less than a blink of an eye, and the red-eyed starving ghost turned his head to look at the little monk Juechen who was holding a drawer of steamed buns next to him, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a hideous smile.

The little monk Juechen had never imagined that people could be hungry with such terrifying eyes, and said with a dry smile: "Chang Gongzi, you eat slowly, there are steamed buns..."

The cage drawer in his hand disappeared in an instant, and Chang Xi, who was extremely hungry, thought that it was too troublesome to eat steamed buns one by one, so he simply opened his mouth towards the cage drawer and let the steamed buns roll down into his mouth, and the little monk Juechen saw this amazing scene, and his mouth also opened into a big circle, and the cage drawer was almost empty when he saw it, in order to avoid his innocent self becoming Chang Gongzi's rations, the little monk Juechen threw off his steps and rushed towards Wuguantang.

Hundreds of freshly steamed steamed buns were sent into the liao garden, and there were no cages left over in the house, and the monks with the cages in their arms struggled to find a way among the cages and drawers all over the courtyard in the courtyard, watching many of the cages on the ground being bitten to pieces, and then hearing the terrible sound of the dragon chewing and swallowing in the house, they swallowed their dry throats, and stepped into the house with a generous and righteous look on their faces.

Later, no one counted how many drawers of steamed buns the big stomach king in the Qingyou Liao Garden ate, because the number was too much to count, and the monks only knew that they didn't eat lunch or dinner that day, and the back kitchen was still brightly lit in the middle of the night.

Many monks who were fortunate enough to see Chang Xi throw the steamed bun with the cage drawer into their mouths did not understand how the physique of ordinary people could stuff so many things, just like a humanoid beast, they just ate their heads and ate wildly, and they didn't even have a round stomach, as if the tens of thousands of steamed buns had gone to the void.

The sweeping monk who once led Chang Xi to visit Hongyuan Temple overlooked the secluded Liao Yuan, his eyes showed a strange light, and he smiled lightly: "This Chang Gongzi is really appalling, and he is on par with Mo Ran's old benefactor, and they are all powerful characters who can eat and drink." ”

The abbot of Jingzong had a calm face, looked at the sweeping monk beside him who did not seek fame or profit, but was actually the first person to cultivate in Hongyuan Temple, shook his head and cried and smiled: "What the senior brother said is not bad, the old benefactor of Mo Ran ate up half of the game on Jingting Mountain alone, and Chang Gongzi ate up the rations of Hongyuan Temple for a day. ”

If there are a few more disciples like Chang Gongzi in Hongyuan Temple who can eat some, then we monks in Hongyuan Temple may not have time to chant sutras and chant Buddha every day, and we will have to rub noodles and steam steamed buns every day. ”

The sweeping old monk stroked his beard and smiled, and his old eyes were full of wisdom.

"When Chang Xi's son recovers tomorrow, the old man wants to see how powerful this Donkey Kong immortal body that has comprehended a trace of the true meaning of silence is. ”