The Evil Imperial Monarch: 1933 Big Foodie

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"Do you want to **** me?" Ye Chu stuffed a piece of fish into his mouth, and looked up at Jiutian Hangui with contempt.

Jiutianhangui said with a serious face: "It seems that your kid doesn't want to marry this girl anymore. In that case, the old man already knows it in his heart..."

"You have a fart count..." Ye Chu exploded directly and hummed, "No one can care about the affairs between Qingxue and I. If she is willing to marry me, she doesn't need anyone to agree to call the shots... "

"Smelly boy!" Jiutianhangui frowned and hummed, "You are so arrogant, do you really think the Supreme Sword can protect you?"

Ye Chu said disapprovingly: "What if I can't protect you, just hurt you..."

"You are hurting the enemy 100, and hurting yourself a thousand..." Jiutian Hangui hummed.

As a superb beast, I was actually ignored by a quasi-sage realm boy. It was really shameful.

"I'm happy to..." Ye Chu grinned, "Barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes..."

"Count you cruel..." Jiutianhangui was a little speechless.

Mi Qingxue was also a little helpless. How did the two of them feel like a pair of enemies, cut a large piece of fish and handed it to Ye Chu, scornfully: "Talking to seniors is not big or small..."

"What kind of senior, there is this kind of senior? If he didn't do anything to me, I could have been in a coma for so long?" Ye Chu was a little speechless, and didn't buy Jiutian Hangui's account.

Jiutianhangui snorted coldly, but didn't argue anymore. It was indeed that he acted on Ye Chu that caused this guy to pull out the supreme sword, and then he was backlashed into a coma for nearly half a year.

"Ye Chu..." Seeing that Ye Chu was so aggressive, Mi Qingxue was a little helpless, but she had to apologize to Jiutian Hangui on his behalf, "Senior, don't be familiar with him, he is still young..."

"Huhu, it's okay, I don't want to stay in the female college..." Jiutian Hangui sighed with emotion.

Mi Qingxue's pretty face was flushed to the roots of her ears, but she didn't argue, Ye Chu also glanced at Mi Qingxue quietly, seeing her blushing so moving, and her painful head felt better.

He is naturally not stupid. Mi Qingxue's performance is obviously interesting to herself.

As a female saint, she did not refute, but agreed, and she would agree to be her own woman.

It's just that Ye Chu is still a little weak now, and can only eat meat and drink to restore some strength.

"Boy, the starving ghost reincarnated, you are..." Seeing that Ye Chu was eating so fiercely, he didn't seem to be eating, Jiu Tian Hangui shook his eyes a few times.

Ye Chu ignored him, but Mi Qingxue smiled to help him: "He has always had a large appetite, but he can eat very much. He hasn't eaten anything for the past six months, so he must be hungry..."

"You..." How could Jiutianhangui not understand Mi Qingxue's mind, and smile helplessly.

No matter how strong a woman is, how strong a man is. In the end, it's still a little fascinating for feelings.

Just like the female sage of the red dust, I heard that she has also experienced unforgettable feelings. The love sage of the year failed to be with the woman she loved until she died.

Mi Qingxue blushed with shame and didn’t refute anything. Meimu looked at Ye Chu from the corner of the eye, and found that he was eating the fish he had grilled. He felt euphoric in his heart, as if he had created some Taoism with him. Same, quite a sense of accomplishment.

Ye Chu was indeed very hungry, and he was a little exaggerated. Even the ancient beasts like Jiutian Hangui were a little frightened when they saw what Ye Chu was eating.

It looks like a man of more than 100 catties. He actually ate for nearly two hours and ate nearly two thousand catties, and it was not over yet.

If it weren't for enough fish in his storage, Jiutianhangui wouldn't want to find fish for him. This area is almost full of glaciers. It would not be so easy to find a few fish for the ice.

"Ye Chu, eat slowly, drink some wine..." Seeing that Ye Chu was eating fast, Mi Qingxue said with some worry.

Ye Chu gave a hum, and then ate, Jiutian Hangui's complexion was a little dignified, thinking about why.

Even if I were myself, as an ancient beast, it was nothing unusual to eat tens of thousands of catties at a time. Back then, I had eaten hundreds of thousands of catties a day, so there was no pressure.

But Ye Chu is different, he is a human race, and his cultivation is far inferior to himself.

Generally speaking, food is related to human consumption, and for monks, consumption is nothing more than two types.

One is the power of the soul, the other is the real physical exertion, and what food can replenish is generally only the physical exertion.

And Ye Chu is just a man of human race of more than one hundred catties, he can consume only so much physical strength, and the other is the power of his soul.

"Can he use the physical energy in the food to supplement the loss of his soul power?"

Jiutianhangui thought of a bold guess. He immediately glanced at Ye Chu with divine eyes, and found that Ye Chu's Yuan Ling was much better than before eating, and he recovered by nearly 40%.

He was in a coma for nearly half a year, and was also backlashed by the Supreme Sword. Before coma, almost all the power of the soul was used up.

If you want to recover, it will certainly not be so fast, but now just after eating these things, the power of the soul has recovered nearly 40%, and it is estimated that it will return to its peak after eating for a while.

"It really can..." Jiutian Hangui's eyes lit up, and he didn't expect this kind of effect, no wonder Ye Chu tried desperately to eat.

This kind of discovery made Jiutian Hangui really a little surprised. I didn't expect that there would be such a way or a secret technique in the world.

For the monks, whether they are human beings, their sacred beasts, or the ancestral tribes, they all have something in common.

The so-called practice is to cultivate the soul of each race, and the soul and the deity of the person, that is, the body, are actually inherently contradictory.

The cultivator pays attention to detachment and does not touch the mundane world. The more advanced the monk, the more so.

Basically, after reaching the innate state, many people no longer eat ordinary food. Even if they eat, they eat very little, and they can't eat it a few times a year. At most, they drink some water and some wine.

Because these foods will contaminate the body with mundane aura, which will affect the cultivation of the soul, and sometimes even make the soul unable to stabilize, resulting in a decline in practice.

It is precisely because the soul is incompatible with the body, so when the body of a high-level monk is injured, it doesn't really matter much.

As long as your cultivation level reaches above the law realm, even if your body is injured, you can regenerate your body with the power of the original spirit and the power of the origin, but there will be some discomforts at that time.

If Yuan Ling was severely injured, it would be a different matter, and it might not be able to recover for a lifetime.

So the injury of the Yuan Ling is the most difficult to recover. The reason why people practice is to stabilize the Yuan Ling and make the Yuan Ling sublime. The practice is also to heal the Yuan Ling’s injury.

Ye Chu can actually convert the energy in food into the power of the soul by only eating. This is the nine-day cold tortoise that has lived for so long and has never seen it before. It is also the most strange.