Although the purpose of this trip was to discuss the fight against Emei, it was not just a meeting, but the atmosphere was relatively harmonious between drinking and laughing. As early as when Lin Feng and Youquan were playing the game of sword fighting with each other, the banquet had already been arranged, and the entire hall was divided into three areas. The famous magic giants such as the leader of the Four-State Demon Sect and the old monsters who had been in the thousand-year-old Taoist practice, sat at the top of the chairman, and the demons who were slightly inferior to them, took the second seat below, and the disciples of these old demons, according to the sect's masters, sat in the next seat behind the old demons.

Unlike the Taoist Xuanmen, which is pure and weak, the Demonic Dao Holy Sect never avoids enjoyment. Although there are not many ascetic monks, most of them are extremely luxurious, including clothing, food, sleeping, and servants. The Heavenly Demon Sect has brought this to the fullest.

After returning to the hall, dozens of beautiful girls, about seventeen or eighteen years old, walked in through the passages on both sides and slowly placed the bronze wine glasses in their hands in front of everyone. They were obviously extremely rigorous training, and their bodies were so elegant when they were walking and walking. The beautiful dancer wearing tulle and gold patterns on her body also walked into the center of the hall and danced gracefully. The transparent tulle close to her body showed their graceful and hot figures, but the key parts were blocked by the ribbons dancing in their hands, which made them even more tempting.

The girls in the hall are all beautiful women in all of them, and there are also many dancers with the best beauties from the Western Regions or the wild southern borders. The dining table is placed on the spiritual beasts growing in the fairy palace and carrying the wine glasses. It is made of the fairy fruit and spiritual spring. In this bronze wine glass, it is made of nectar and jade liquid made of more than a hundred years of bell milk in the secret cave of Tianshan Mountain. Ordinary people can get great benefits and prolong their lives by drinking a few drops.

However, since most of the old demons invited to the Tian Yao Sect have some quirks, there are also many foods prepared for them alone, including the Baiman Mountain Green Robe Ancestor. After the maid next to him uncovered the golden glass cup in front of him, a crystal blood fruit the size of a fist was immersed in the crimson soup, with a slightly bloody smell in the sweet fragrance. This must be washed and removed with the true essence of the spiritual medicine, and then cut it out within an hour of the banquet and soaked in the soup of the hundreds of immortal birds.

"Old demon, I didn't expect that the chef here is also of such an accomplishment in this regard, but in the production of blood food, it is still slightly insufficient compared to my Baiman Mountain."

The green robe cut off a piece with a thorn cone, put it into the mouth with a small spoon and the crimson soup, and chewed it for a while and said.

"Ha, my Tian Yao Sect is not a cannibal. In this regard, of course, it is impossible to compare with your chef who specializes in human blood food. All the rare beasts in the world are ingredients. The heart tastes much better than that of humans. Why are you interested in living people only?"

After the Tian Yao Venerable drank the glass of American wine, he asked in confusion. He had been in contact with Green Robe for more than four hundred years, and he could be considered an old friend. He naturally would not believe the rumors that Green Robe had tear up his disciples and took out his heart and started chewing them. The magic monk was not a barbaric beast. It was like a glutton who was bloodthirsty and cruel, and he would not catch a living creature and bite it directly with the hair. Even if he wanted to eat it raw, he had to wait until the skin was peeled, dirty and cut and washed.

"Gaga, do you old monster think that anyone is a foodie, just to satisfy your appetite. Although the dragon's flesh and blood contains a lot of energy and energy, which is more than a hundred times larger than that of humans, it is much inferior in terms of spiritual energy."

The ancestor Wuxiang suddenly smiled and said that since he had to deal with human skins and corpses for a long time, he was not unfamiliar with blood food in a stranger.

Obviously, when making the same preference as the Green Robe Ancestor, it is not only the Wuxiang Ancestor. Master Heifeng from Motianling also laughed and said, "Yes, only the essence and blood in the heart with the most spiritual energy is our best ingredients."

Sitting in the next table, the madman who was dressed in a blue-gray robe of a scholar and was still dressed as a handsome young man in the turbid world, and his brows couldn't help but jump when he heard this. These old demons obviously no longer regard ordinary people as his kind. He was once called a demon chef. In this regard, he was just a small witch and the complex dishes made him admire him. The ingredients of human beings have been completely integrated into the food culture of the Chinese lineage by them. In terms of cooking standards and patterns, it is not inferior to the four major cuisines.

Since the name of the title of Lin Feng is called blood, the dishes prepared for him by the Heavenly Demon are naturally drinks made from the essence and blood of the spirit beasts and fairy birds, and they are each of the precious blood foods. Although he does not have a special preference for this, he is still quite interested in his appetite.

After taking out a bottle of Soul Blood Wine from the dimension bag, Lin Feng smiled and said, "Although the treasures here are amazing, the wine is a bit inferior, which makes people feel a little unpleasant. This is a blood wine brewed by a family master with a secret method. Please taste it."

Before the maid next to him came forward to take it, the bloody wine in the wine bottle had already flew out and turned into dozens of water flows, poured into the wine cups in front of the various old demons. There was no drop of it splashing from beginning to end, and there was no need to cast magic tricks at all. Such control could be exerted so casually, which surprised everyone a little.

Although the Heavenly Demon Venerable is very confident about the fine wine brewed by his sect, the demonic giant owl, which has prestige, naturally cannot make a big fuss when everyone speaks out loud and sips suspiciously. He can't help but feel moved and said, "What a big deal!"

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Chapter completed!