Clap, clap, clap! Clap …
As soon as Zhou Yang finished speaking, more than half of the deities in the Three Realms dropped their chopsticks in shock. They were eating Saints.
The people in front of them were actually using Saints as ingredients.
A few Heavenly Gods who had already put the roasted meat in their mouths instantly stiffened and their faces turned pale. Saints were existences that they looked up to endlessly, but now they were reduced to food.
Almost at the same time, everyone couldn't help but look at the Primeval Lord of Heaven and the others. They saw these Saint-level experts' hands holding chopsticks freeze in mid-air. They were in a daze.
Damn, they knew better than anyone how difficult it was to kill a Saint.
From the moment they became Saints, there were no fallen Saints in the world. Now, Zhou Yang had made a Saint into three dishes for them to eat.
What did this mean? Zhou Yang didn't take away a piece of the Saint's body during the battle with him. He had a huge, complete Saint's body.
Otherwise, who would take out such a high-class dish to treat others?
Moreover, if this Saint-level ingredient hadn't died, Zhou Yang would have made it into a dish and eaten it. This was practically a fight to the death.
A living Saint was crazy for revenge. No matter how strong Zhou Yang was, he would still be a problem.
The Primeval Lord of Heaven and the others looked at each other. Their hands holding chopsticks trembled slightly as they picked up one of the three dishes in the middle.
Saints were immortal. How could the body of a Saint be made into a dish?
They needed to confirm if it was really a Saint-level ingredient.
The Primeval Lord of Heaven and the other Saints' hands were trembling slightly. Not to mention the other deities in the Three Realms. One of their hands was shaking so much that they couldn't even pick up chopsticks. A Saint-level expert was actually made into a dish by the person in front of them. They were lucky enough to have a taste.
If the people in their world angered Zhou Yang, wouldn't they also be made into a dish?
"Buddha, I think we are vegetarians."
In the direction of the Great Leiyin Temple, the eyes of Maitreya Buddha, Dipankara Buddha, and the others were shining. They chewed on the peaches of immortality in their hands crazily, as if they were not eating the peaches of immortality, but the dishes below.
Ninth-grade dishes were Saint-grade ingredients. The bodies of Sages definitely contained the essence and blood of Sages, as well as the Daos they comprehended.
If they ate it, they might be able to comprehend the laws left behind by this Saint-level cooking ingredient. If they were lucky, they might be able to comprehend something and increase their chances of breaking through to the Sage Realm.
"Amitabha."
Tathagata Buddha chanted softly and swallowed the peach of immortality that he had only taken a bite of. Even the pit of the peach did not protrude out. He looked at the delicacies on the table with a conflicted expression, especially the three dishes in the middle.
A Sage! This was his ultimate dream.
In order to become a saint, he had sacrificed too much. Although the Western Paradise Sutra Seeking was a heavenly trend, in order to increase the luck of the Great Thunderclap Temple, he had sacrificed too much.
On the way to the Western Paradise Sutra Seeking, although every calamity was arranged by Guanyin Bodhisattva, every calamity was pushed by him.
In the end, Tripitaka broke through and broke everything. The luck of the Great Thunderclap Temple did not increase, but fell instead. It even split into a Pure Land Zen Sect.
As a veteran Saint-level expert, Tathagata Buddha knew that these ninth-grade ingredients in front of him were heaven-defying opportunities for him.
Although he could not guarantee that he would break through to the Sage Realm, he could feel what kind of realm a Sage was in and what kind of energy they had in their bodies.
In the world of the Journey to the West, it was extremely difficult to even see a Sage, let alone eat Saint-level ingredients. Sages were taboo.
"I have not even eaten Almighty Immortal ingredients before."
Tathagata Buddha sighed softly.
Eat? Or not eat?
This was a very difficult choice. In the commandments of the Great Thunderclap Temple, there was a commandment not to eat meat. As the Buddha of the Great Thunderclap Temple, was he going to break the commandment?
On one side was the hope of becoming a Sage, and on the other side was the commandment of the Great Thunderclap Temple.
"Amitabha …"
Gautama Buddha chanted again. At the same time, he secretly sized up Maitreya Buddha and Dipankara Buddha from the corner of his eyes. When he saw that the two of them were attracted by the ninth-grade dishes, he made up his mind.
"Amitabha, wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha stays in the heart."
At this moment, a leisurely chant was heard.
Tathagata Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, and the others looked in the direction of the sound and saw Tripitaka already eating crazily.
As a Buddha who was trained by Buddha systematically, Tripitaka was even aroused by lust, let alone eating meat and drinking wine. In his opinion, Buddha did not have to abstain from lust. Buddha should focus on delivering all living beings from suffering and teaching others to abandon evil and do good.
"I can't stand it anymore."
Seeing that Tripitaka was eating, Maitreya Buddha could no longer care so much.
If it was just delicious dishes, he could resist the temptation. Now, these delicious dishes were ninth-grade ingredients, Saint-level ingredients, which could let him touch a higher realm. How could he stand it?
"Maitreya Buddha, you …"
Dipankara Buddha wanted to say something, but he instantly swallowed his words. He found that Tathagata Buddha had already quietly eaten and entered the state of cultivation. Obviously, he wanted to pry into the mystery of the Sage.
As the leader of the Big Leiyin Temple, Tathagata Buddha had already started eating, so it was meaningless to talk about Maitreya Buddha.
"I won't be hypocritical anymore."
Dipankara Buddha sighed softly. He knew very well that it was impossible to give up the ninth-grade dishes for the sake of the commandment. If he persisted, he would only struggle a little longer.
As a cultivator, it was difficult for him to resist the temptation of the Sage.
"Rumble …"
"Crackle, crackle …"
The moment Yuanshi Tianzun and the others swallowed it, their pupils suddenly shrank. The purity of the energy contained in the ninth-grade dishes was no less than their magic. As for the others, there was a surging sound like water flowing in their bodies, and it was also like the roar of thunder. Everyone was surrounded by colorful clouds, as if they were about to fly up to heaven.
"Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, we can't lose so badly. Can you take out some spirit fruits that are comparable to these dishes, or other elixirs and celestial wines?"
Jade Emperor wiped his mouth after finishing the ninth-grade pork ribs soup. He looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and the others with an expectant expression.
They had lost so badly in the first round!
"Let me think for a while …"
Yuanshi Tianzun and the others quietly digested the energy in their bodies and slowly said.
As sage-level powerhouses, how could they not have treasures that were comparable to the ninth-grade dishes? It was just that these treasures were too rare, and they were reluctant to take them out.
"Friends, I still have some special ingredients here. Can you try them?"
Zhou Yang said with a smile when he saw that all the dishes had been eaten up.
He would not take out the high-grade dishes. This meal was more than enough for the Jade Emperor and the others, but he did not care about the low-grade dishes.
These low-grade dishes were of low value, but they were novel and delicious.
The Jade Emperor was speechless.
Yuanshi Tianzun and the others, "…"
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