Journey to the West: Moral Heaven

But Chen E didn't have a good impression of Chang'e, Guanghan Palace was clearly the secretary of the Human World Jiaofang, Taiyin Xingjun was the old bustard, who harmed so many fairies, even Chen E suspected that Chang'e and the Jade Emperor had some unclear and unclear relationship.

"So it's Madam!"

Chen E cupped her hands calmly.

Chang'e didn't know what was going on, but when she saw Chen E, she was inexplicably terrified, as if this person was her natural enemy, so she forced a smile and saluted: "My concubine greets the immortal elder!" "

"You're welcome, ma'am!"

Chen E smiled lightly.

Hou Yi has been secretly observing Chen E. Chang'e is a famous beauty in the world, and there are many people who are attracted to Chang'e. He is also worried that Chen E is infatuated with his wife. Fortunately, Chen E's eyes are very upright, which makes him treat Chen E very well. I got a little more goodwill, and I admired him even more, so I couldn't help laughing and said: "Fellow Daoist, hurry up, let's start the banquet now!"

The villagers were waiting for Houyi's words.

All of a sudden, he shouted excitedly, the child couldn't help but started eating, and the fattest tenderloin was brought to Chen E.

Chen E didn't eat it, but took a wild fruit and pretended to taste it.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you eat?"

Hou Yi said in surprise.

Chen E said: "Chen never eats the flesh of living beings, and usually eats wild fruits and vegetables to satisfy his hunger."

This is not because he is pretending. In his eyes, sentient beings have thoughts and can speak, which are roughly equal to human beings. Eating the meat of sentient beings is not much different from cannibalism. Generally, at home, they only eat chicken, duck and pigs. Fish and other ordinary meat, and since Baoyu Baochai entered the door, he didn't even eat his favorite river clam and fresh bamboo shoot soup.

"Oh?"

Everyone was in awe.

What is an expert?

This is an expert!

An old man laughed and said: "Fellow Daoist is indeed a fairy, which makes us admire, but this fellow Daoist really doesn't eat meat?"

Chen E pushed the pottery dish over and said with a smile: "Is the old man tempting me to break the precept? You have malicious intentions. As punishment, you will eat my meat for me."

"The old man accepts the punishment, accepts the punishment!"

The old man suddenly showed surprise, and grabbed the plate, fearing that others would steal it from him, grabbed the fat and tender tenderloin and stuffed it into his mouth!

Others are extremely envious, this kind of punishment is willing to fall on anyone!

The atmosphere at the banquet was joyful, but unfortunately there was no wine.

There is no way, because ten suns shine on the earth during the day, the heat is unbearable, the land is dry, no food can be grown, water is extremely precious, where can there be wine?

Chen E's yin and yang cloud has fairy wine, but can the data people who branded the world eat real food?

Unknowingly, a sumptuous dinner came to an end. After all, it was the flesh and blood of monsters in the middle stage of Hunyuan. No matter men, women, old or young, their cultivation bases had increased more or less. out.

This made Chen E really feel the horror of primitive people.

Modern people don't have this kind of ability, not to mention the monsters in the Hunyuan period, even if a mortal is allowed to eat the meat of the golden fairy, he will explode and die immediately. Suddenly he has some guesses about Nuwa's creation of humans.

Could it be that primitive people are too terrifying, so the heavens can exterminate primitive people and recreate new human beings?

Of course, this is just his guess, unless he has the opportunity to go to the next Yuanhui, or when the world of the third Yuanhui is first opened, and see it with his own eyes, it is possible to reveal the true face of Nuwa's creation of human beings.

But speaking with conscience, this kind of digestion ability is indeed terrifying.

"Everyone, everyone!"

Hou Yi stood up suddenly and pressed his arms hard.

It can be seen that Houyi's prestige in the tribe is still very high, the noise stopped abruptly, and everyone looked over.

Hou Yi said loudly: "I want to announce something. Tomorrow, I will go on a long journey with Chen Daoyou to find the blood of monsters that make up the magic arrows. These ten golden crows have plagued us for a long time. Many people are starving because of them." Death and thirst, I, Hou Yi, swear here, not to eliminate this harm for the world."

"Hou Yi!"

"Hou Yi!"

Before Hou Yi could finish speaking, the villagers erupted, waving their arms and shouting vigorously, their eyes full of admiration for the leader.

Hou Yi did not stop, accepting the cheers of the crowd.

Chen E looked at Hou Yi's shining eyes, and seemed to have some understanding.

This guy is not simple, but also an ambitious person.

Hou Yi is obviously building momentum, and I am afraid that along the way, he will increase his momentum and create an image of him throwing his head and blood for the common people of the world. When the ten big suns are shot down, his reputation will also reach its peak , I am afraid that he will be the leader of the human race after Yao. If he goes to the heaven in this capacity, Emperor Jun will have to walk backwards to meet him, and Hongjun will even look at him highly.

Chen E's mood was a bit complicated, she was being used by Hou Yi.

But after thinking about it, who doesn't have ambitions, as long as you don't forget your original intention.

Gradually, the cheers died down, and Hou Yi said again: "I will go away for maybe three years, maybe five years. During this period, I will be temporarily replaced by Peng Meng. I hope everyone will unite and wait for my return."

Pangmeng was overjoyed, the master traveled far away and only left his wife behind. Didn't he have a chance to kiss Fangze? Just about to accept it, Chang'e said: "Husband, you have been going for so long, leaving my concubine alone." How can I do it? My concubine will go with you."

Hou Yi hesitated and said: "It's very dangerous outside, the lady should stay in the tribe."

"No!"

Chang'e resolutely said: "It is precisely because of the danger that the concubine has to follow, otherwise the concubine will be in fear every day. The husband is an invincible hero. Could it be that he can't even protect the concubine?"

"OK then!"

After thinking about it, Hou Yi couldn't bear it, let alone leave his beautiful wife alone in the tribe.

What's more, the tribe is not absolutely safe. Take Shuhu as an example. If Chen E didn't kill it first, but found the tribe, even if it could be killed, many people would be killed or injured.

Chang'e glanced at Chen E secretly. Although she had inexplicable fear of Chen E, if she wanted to live forever, or even become a fairy, she still had to fall on Chen E. She hoped that Chen E could take herself to heaven in 20 years. , take a chance to listen to Hongjun's preaching, or directly enlighten himself to become a fairy, so he has to follow and build a good relationship with Chen E.

Peng Meng also changed his tune: "Master, take me with you. There are a few elders in the clan who make the decisions, so nothing major will happen. Although the disciple's strength is low, there are always multiple people who take care of him."

Looking at the earnestness in Pangmeng's eyes, Houyi nodded: "Forget it, I'll take you out to practice."

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

The banquet quickly dissipated, and there was no entertainment in the primitive tribe. Many people fell asleep after eating after a busy day. As for washing, they thought too much. They didn't even drink enough water. How could there be extra water for washing? .

Chen E was also led into a room where animal oil lamps were lit, straw mats were spread on the earth bed in the corner, and a jar of clear water was placed on the stone table, which was really extravagant.

Chen E didn't touch the clean water, but washed his face with other people's life water. He couldn't do it, but sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about the problem of branding the world.