Village Building Order Frenzy

One of Zhang Yang's feet was hanging in the air, his body was stretched straight, his gaze was serious, and he kept the golden rooster's independent posture for a full minute.

He wasn't dumbfounded.

And in this minute, the thoughts in his mind had turned over hundreds of thoughts, and he even turned over the memory of the subject.

Then, he determined that it wasn't bricks trying to trick him, but that the situation was really special.

"Unexpectedly, these diners are really destined for me."

With a long sigh, Zhang Yang took half a step back silently. Before the foot that he stepped out landed on the ground, he saw a blue sword glow flashing, and the boots on it turned into powder, and then an extra one appeared on the sole of his foot. The weird marks were like marks on big animals.

And with these brandings, it is equivalent to giving the diners the coordinates to order food at any time, hey, I am in a good mood today, let’s make you a snack for afternoon tea, so Zhang Yang will be weird—well, he doesn’t know when the time comes What would happen, he couldn't imagine how those horrible diners ate, or the diners didn't have to eat.

"Brick, what is this?"

"The imprint of the gods, also known as the imprint of the evil ghost's death, is a very common method in the fourth sequence. It is a method used by most gods to show their identity. With this imprint, it means that you have become meat on the chopping board. "

Zhang Yang was silent, looking up at the small town of Chentangguan. There was no doubt that everyone inside was imprinted with the mark of this god, and then they were going to be taken to a certain place to sacrifice to a god of the fourth sequence.

"Brick, will the gods of the fourth sequence come to the fifth sequence?"

Zhang Yang asked again, but Ban Zhuan didn’t answer, so he just laughed. It’s really a stupid question. Of course, the gods of the fourth sequence can come to the fifth sequence, but according to the nature and rules of the six major sequences, it is easy to come and difficult to go. This is not only the resistance from the trunk of the long river of time, but the most important thing is a radish and a pit. Other gods will not miss this opportunity.

Once you come and go, you will pay more than tens of thousands of times.

Therefore, it is only possible that the dog legs and believers of these gods will come.

"In that case, am I afraid of a ball?"

Zhang Yang sneered, and stepped into the small town without saying a word, and at this moment, he felt extremely abundant aura, and even more abundant true spirit fluctuations, that is to say, everyone in this small town was specially cultivated true spirits. spirit.

"Come on, what a feast! Alek, tell everyone to come in and practice for me!"

Zhang Yang is overjoyed, now this small town seems to have been carefully processed with star anise, pepper, cinnamon, thirteen spices, dark soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, cooking wine, oyster sauce, chicken essence, and sugar, and added ginger slices, chopped green onion, garlic cloves, and fermented soybeans , chili oil, coriander, and finally, it is carefully fired with various heats and methods.

What is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, what is fragrant, and what is lingering on the teeth are not enough to describe one percent.

Yes, this is the big meal for the diners, and it is the sacrifice prepared by the lackeys of the believers of the gods of the fourth sequence to their masters.

Meals are not necessarily for food, but sacrifices can also be used.

Look at this selection of ingredients, directly picked from the world of the Conferred Gods List, the root is red, the foundation is deep, the blood is orthodox, and the most important thing is this sense of historical vicissitudes, it must be very chewy to eat.

Also, the design of this small town has nine spiritual veins passing through it vertically and horizontally, which is destined to have outstanding people, rich things and heavenly treasures.

There is a peach tree in the north of the city, a jujube tree in the south of the city, an apricot tree in the east of the city, and a pear tree in the west of the city. All of them are spiritual plants.

That is to say, everyone in this small town has basically eaten the spirit plant, so they can naturally keep their spirits alive.

It's a pity that such a true spirit is delicious in such a large meal, perhaps comparable to caviar or Buddha jumping over the wall?

Zhang Yang laughed loudly, but the dark anger in his eyes was so intense that he couldn't get rid of it.

"Banzhu, I want to incorporate this city into the village building order, what do you think?"

The bricks remained silent as usual, but the central vein began to squirm after a while, pulling the foundation of the entire small city into the ground, so it seemed that this small city was born and raised here.

"That's right, it's too stupid to be afraid of what's on your lips, and to refuse it!"

Zhang Yang is overjoyed, the nine land veins under Chentang Pass and the four spiritual plants are still in effect, because it is necessary to maintain the freshness of such a big meal, so they are directly accepted by the central land veins, and the entire absorption and fusion will probably take a while. By then, the central leylines will definitely continue to expand.

Of course, there are also negative effects, that is, the mark of the gods will be imprinted here, which is different from the original plan of the subject, but there are no certain rules for this kind of thing, and the right way is to adapt to the situation.

In addition to the spiritual veins in the foundation, the aura on the surface of the small town is also a huge wealth. Zhang Yang let everyone in, including Qingjiao, so they all got the mark of the gods by coincidence.

Zhang Yang's subordinates didn't know anything about this, so naturally they had nothing to fear, and after they came, they went to practice the soul-cultivating talisman.

But the green flood dragon was frightened half to death.

"Master, it's a disaster, it's a disaster, this mark, this mark—"

"What about this mark, do you recognize it?" Zhang Yang was curious.

"Yes, I saw it after I ascended to the Heavenly Court and before I was tied up and sent to the Ten Thousand Years Black Ice Mountain. This is the mark of the Great Sun Golden Wu Buddha!"

"So what, I'm not going to eat you." Zhang Yang curled his lips.

"Eat me?" Qingjiao was taken aback, it didn't know yet, and of course it wouldn't know, it thought it was because of some unknowing rule of heaven that its dragon tendons, bones, and scales were taken away.

And Zhang Yang didn't tell it that it was actually a meat dragon, and it was impossible for ordinary people to know this secret.

"Yes, so, don't worry about the Da Yue Tathagata, or the Da Sun Golden Crow, I don't care who they are, the aura here is so abundant, why not retreat and practice for a year or so."

"Why do you want to eat me? Isn't it the biggest punishment for me to have the dragon's tendons taken away, the dragon's bones taken, and the dragon's scales stripped?" Qing Jiao finally guessed a little bit, but it still didn't want to believe it.

"Do you still need a reason to eat it? Dragon meat is delicious, especially the dragon meat chilled with Wangu Xuanbing. Cut a thin slice and eat it with soy sauce. I wiped it, and my saliva flowed out!" Zhang Yang said. The two eyebrows are like dancing, winking, this is the only thing he can find to make him a little happy at the moment, and I don't know if this cheap apprentice will turn black after knowing the truth?

Qingjiao stayed there for a long time before whispering: "Master, are you sure? After I ascended to the heaven, it was not because I made a mistake, but because I wanted to eat me, so I was frozen in the ice mountain. For eating?"

It collapsed, and anyone else would collapse. It would rather be eaten after it made a mistake than to be born as food.

"Stop rambling, you are just food. Since you opened your mind, you have been a pig. Do you know how humans feed pigs? Humans build a warm house for it, give it three meals a day, and give it back. It cleans up the feces better than your own son, but why, of course it has to eat its meat."

"As for you, all the spiritual grasses and spiritual fruits you have eaten were sent to your mouth on purpose. As for the fate, hehehe, whoever believes in it is a pig!"

"Of course, you don't have to be too sad, because you are not the only food. See if the sleepy people in this city have the same food as you. It's just that you need iced meat, and they need to offer food." material for the sacrifice."

Zhang Yang picked out the truth neatly, he was not afraid of Qingjiao going crazy or going crazy, if it really didn't work, wouldn't he still cook dragon meat hot pot?