Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 1421 - 1440

Chapter 1421 - Such a Monk!

Master Bitter Cicada did not rest at all. He waved the black staff fast and bashed the Multi-Horned Bizarre Dragon's head crazily, his spiritual energy leaking in like water. It was not until the tough skull was pulverized and changed into nothing more than soft dough that he took a deep breath and retreated his staff.

Resuming his former solemnity, he put his palms together toward the Multi-Horned Bizarre Dragon and paid respect to it. In the end, he spoke to the homeless peasants nearby. "Although the poison in the animal has been neutralized by this monk, it is the meat of a demon beast that contains powerful spiritual energy after all. If you eat it without self-control, you will end up the same way as if you take the Jade Crystal Pellet. Your guts will flow out, and your veins will be broken. You will die the most miserable death!

"This is how you should eat the meat. Everyone can pick a tiny bit with your fingernail and then mix it into half a bucket of water. Then, you will divide the water into even proportions and have the water over three days and three nights, not any faster. In such a way, you will not be thirsty or hungry for the next couple of days, and you can manage to survive even if you don't have any food or water for one week. By then, the aid from the court will surely have arrived. Rest assured, everybody!

"You have been separated from your hometown, but do you have mayors or any one in charge? If you don't, asking any respected seniors to divide the meat for everyone will also be fine!"

Master Bitter Cicada's words were plain, yet they seemed to boast marvelous power that made all the homeless peasants line up obediently and elect more than ten respected seniors for distribution. It was in order without any chaos.

It was not until then that Li Yao realized that Master Bitter Cicada went through so much trouble to purge the head of the Multi-Horned Bizarre Dragon with his own spiritual energy because he was preparing food for the hungry peasants.

All the victims of the disaster were ordinary people whose consumption was little. If a head of the Multi-Horned Bizarre Dragon was ground into powder and mixed into water, it was indeed enough to support thousands of people for a couple of days.

After finishing the distribution, Master Bitter Cicada finally nodded at Li Yao with a smile in acknowledgement.

Then, crazy noises echoed from the handsome monk's belly. He had been working in the flood for a day and a night too and must have been very hungry himself.

Rubbing his stomach, Master Bitter Cicada walked to an empty spot nearby.

Li Yao followed with great curiosity.

The homeless peasants naturally could not thank Master Bitter Cicada enough. However, seeing that the two 'deities' were about to talk, they did not draw too close and simply kept their distance.

A big pit had been dug at the center of the empty spot, in which some wood and grass was smoldering.

Other than the smell of burnt plants, there was also a weird flavor that Li Yao could not recognize.

Master Bitter Cicada sniffed and, probably feeling that the food was ready, squatted near the pit. He wiped his staff, which was stained with mud and brains, with a corner of his moon-white robe before using the staff to lift up the twigs and wood that covered the pit, revealing a cluster of black things.

After a boom, a sour and smelly scent suddenly rushed into Li Yao's nostrils.

Li Yao craned his neck and glanced at the pit, only to almost vomit out what he had eaten yesterday in disgust.

Inside the pit were a few pieces of beef covered in mud.

It was a way to cook chicken. If the food had been properly cooked, there should be a fragrant odor.