Fang Dang swallowed the Yata Crow, and his strength increased a lot, but at the same time, he was also cut through the twelve layers of Buddha light shield by Chang Xiao, consuming a lot of faith power.

Fang Dang urgently needs to digest and restore these forces.

The cultivation level of Yata Crow God is not as good as that of him. Even the demon saint was suppressed by him, but his power source was the tens of millions of dead people. The deceased became Buddhas. The power source of Yata Crow God was naturally exhausted. Fang Dang absorbed the power of Yata Crow God, which should be about the same as that of a demon saint.

The power of the Yata Crow God was like a ball in Fang Dang's body, constantly radiating, releasing layers of vitality.

Even Fang Dang could not completely digest it immediately. When he entered the ring world, his cultivation was suppressed, and the speed of digesting the evil blood vitality was even slower. Fortunately, Fang Dang was not in a hurry.

While digesting these vitality, Fang Dang looked in the mirror. He separated the hair on his head and then frowned slightly. Chang Xiao, although the wound had stopped bleeding, the scar was still there and was slowly healing. There was a faint rich knife intent in it.

"This guy's sword intent is really pure enough. I practice swordsmanship in the illusory world and think that swordsmanship has reached its peak and reached its peak. Now it seems that it is still far from it. At least my sword intent is far inferior to this sword intent..."

Fang Dang clasped his hands together, and a broken light wheel rose behind his head. Originally, the twelve light wheels were like a full moon hanging behind Fang Dang's head, but now, this full moon was cut from it, and a wide crack was on the twelve roulettes. Although the roulette was slowly recovering, if you want to fully recover, Fang Dang needed to fill it with a lot of faith power. After entering this ring of world, perhaps because of the suppression of the God Ring, Fang Dang's speed of absorbing the power of faith became quite slow, and the forces of faith projected by the projection also became much thinner.

Perhaps because of the suppression of his cultivation, Fang Dang also felt tired. While practicing, he was raising energy, and time passed quickly.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the sky outside the house had already begun to brighten.

A golden ray of sunlight poured into the room, awakening Fang Dang.

Fang Dang opened his eyes, and then went to the floor-to-ceiling window. The sun in the sky burst out with golden light, passing through the layers of buildings, making the whole world brighter and brighter. At the same time, it became vibrant and vibrant.

Fang Dang quietly looked at the ring world, and then his eyes wanted to cross the divine ring to see the fairy world behind the divine ring. Unfortunately, the divine ring is the divine ring, and Fang Dang's eyes could not penetrate after all.

At this time, the little monk outside the room had also woken up, and Fang Dang heard the sound of washing vegetables.

Fang Dang frowned slightly and walked out of the room. Then he saw the little monk Fami washing vegetables. It was not too much. There were about 100 kilograms of various dishes, all of which were from more than a dozen freezers in the storage room.

The little monk used no magical powers to wipe out the Dharma, just washed it with his hands and water, and the speed was very fast.

"You made the dishes yesterday?" Fang Dang thought that the dishes on the ten-meter table yesterday were prepared and delivered by the chef.

Famie laughed and said, "Vegetables are also spiritual. Cooking in a pan will also cause pain. I can cook them with my own hands to minimize their pain and save their undead!"

"So I hate monks. I say one thing and do another. If you are afraid of their pain, wouldn't it be better if you don't eat them?" Fang Dang frowned slightly, pinched an apple that had just been washed and took a bite. The taste was good, with thin skin and crispy flesh, sweet and refreshing.

Fa Mie laughed and said, "In my Buddhist eyes, even a grain of sand has life. Haven't you heard of a flower and a world? The Buddha saw a scoop of water, forty-eight thousand insects, and this leaf was a world. Life inhabited by thousands of lives. Not to mention eating, you don't know how many creatures you swallowed just by exhaling and inhaling. Therefore, don't avoid killing, just reduce unnecessary killing! Besides, I eat them, and I have to spend a lot of money to save them. Do you think I eat more just because of a good appetite? I just want to save more lives!"

Fang Dang frowned slightly: "The first few words you said sounded interesting, but the last sentence missed it. You are clearly just making excuses for your greed!"

Fa Mie clasped his hands together and said, "I will not lie if a monk does not lie! If you don't eat, you will starve to death. Buddhists do not commit killing karma, but they do not say that they will starve to death. Besides, the human body is like a house, and countless sentient beings are living in it. If you starve to death, you will also create a huge killing karma."

Fang Dang shook his head, it would be strange if this guy didn't lie to others.

"I don't have the wisdom to cultivate Buddha. You tell me these are useless!"

The little monk started washing vegetables seriously again. Fang Dang felt bored. Looking at the sky outside, he returned to the room to meditate and practice in the early morning.

When the fragrance of vegetables came, the sound of more than a dozen pots, pans, pots, and knife shovels came from outside at the same time.

Fang Dang walked out of the room again and saw more than a dozen young monks working together, cooking and cooking. The spacious kitchen was full of bald heads.

Fang Dang couldn't help but shook his head and said, "You cook with the technique of incarnation on your body? Isn't it too wasteful?"

Dozens of young monks turned back at Fang Dang at the same time: "Do you eat?"

Fang Dang was quite curious at this time. He didn't know what the dishes after salvation cooked by the little monk were like, so he nodded and said, "It doesn't take too much to taste the taste."

Dozens of young monks seemed very happy that someone could taste the dishes he cooked, and immediately became excited and became more serious in cooking.

Fang Dang, who had some expectations for the little monk's craftsmanship, completely cut off his thoughts at this time.

Obviously, the dishes cooked by this little monk are rarely eaten, so from the side, this little monk must not be very clever in cooking.

A quarter of an hour later, the ten-meter table was filled with various dishes, both in terms of color, knife skills and aroma.

Dozens of young monks came over together with two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, placed them in front of Fang Dang, and then stared at Fang Dang with big eyes.

Under such pressure, Fang Dang picked up a piece of thin strip like a white mushroom that he didn't know and put it into his mouth.

After chewing, Fang Dang looked at the little monk.

The little monk looked at Fang Dang with anticipation.

"This...is really...it's delicious!"

Fang Dang originally wanted to tell the truth, but when he saw that the little monk had big eyes and watery eyes, he changed his mind. He felt that he should encourage the little monk more and then ask the little monk to share with the bald donkeys more."

Under the excited gaze of the little monk, Fang Dang tasted all the dishes, then Fang Dang nodded with a smile and said, "It's delicious, very delicious!"

The little monk laughed and said, "It seems that my cooking skills have finally succeeded. When I return to Foji Mountain this time, I will be surprised by the guys who laughed at me!"

Fang Dang shouted in his heart, this is the effect he wants!

At this time, the door of the room opposite opened, and then the door was knocked.

The little monk was busy eating, so he reached out and snapped his fingers. The door opened. Yan Wen walked in with two thick men in black suits.

Yan Wen changed outfit, but she still had a professional outfit, but she didn't have a strong aura. She wore the professional outfit with edges and corners on her like she was wearing it on a newly graduated aunt in kindergarten.

Yan Wen glanced at Fang Dang, and his attitude became obviously not very good. He said lightly: "Fang Dang, right? It turns out that you are also an immortal cultivator. Please follow me to register!"

Fang Dang happened to want to get rid of the food at this table, so he wiped his mouth and stood up.

Yan Wen didn't seem to want to say much to Fang Dang, so he turned around and left. The two strong men, who were 1.9 meters tall, stared at Fang Dang's every move.

Fang Dang could feel their tight muscles and their hearts that were pumping hard, and at the same time he could detect the difference between them and normal people.

At this time, one of the two strong men snorted coldly, "It would be too rude for you to peek at me like this!"

Fang Dang withdrew his gaze and smiled indifferently. There was no problem of politeness or impoliteness in Fang Dang's eyes. He needed to figure out the foundation of his opponent.

Fortunately, Fang Dang's eyes glanced at him and had already obtained everything he needed to know.

At this time, the little monk smiled and said, "You should be careful when you talk to him. Once this guy gets angry, he will be very fierce!"

Yan Wen turned his head and looked at the little monk Fa Mie, "This is the world of the world, it is the world of ordinary people. It is best for immortals to be honest. Any existence that is angry with ordinary people in this world will have to bear the consequences. This is why we exist!"

The first half of the sentence is for the little monk, and the second half is for Fang Dang.

Fang Dang didn't care about this at all, and it was difficult to anger Fang Dang. The elephant would not be as knowledgeable as an ant. What's more, this is a small ant that deliberately flapped its teeth and claws.

Fang Dang found it interesting to see Yan Wen pretending to be mature and ruthless, just like a child performing with a mask.

Fang Dang followed Yan Wen, and two stout men in suits followed Fang Dang and walked out of the room hostage.

Walking into the elevator, Yan Wen took out a document, scanned the NFC on the elevator, confirmed his identity, and then pressed the elevator on the 143th floor.

"Above the 140th floor is not a residential area, but a government office area. No one is allowed to enter, and of course, it is impossible to enter without a certificate."

Yan Wen looked at the watch and showed a hint of anxiety on his face. Although this anxiety was hardly shown, how could he avoid Fang Dang's magical eyes?

Since last night, Yan Wen has become irritable and worried. It is not easy to be a twelve giants.

The elevator speed was fast, and the elevator door opened after a ding dong sound.
Chapter completed!