Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 352 Yang Jian: Since things have come to this, let's eat first (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)
The light had barely faded when a biting cold wind swept over us.

Wu Xian looked around and saw a scene of silver-clad white.

Without a doubt, this is the Meishan that Maitreya placed into the mural with his immense magical power, and it is similar in effect to the way he previously created the Huaguoshan Grotto.

The wind and snow raged, the snowflakes cutting like sharp blades across our faces, and a chilling atmosphere permeated the mountains and forests.

Wu Xian was very familiar with this scene. Before he transmigrated, when he played with the black monkey, he had observed it no less than thirty times. Every time he was defeated in his challenge against Erlang Shen, he would walk along this mountain path. He had a very deep impression of it.

Of course, games and reality cannot be confused. At least the snowy road in front of us is much more rugged than I remember.

Moreover, through his spiritual senses, he knew that he was still quite a distance from the mountaintop, far beyond what he could experience in the game.

"It seems that Maitreya is also a bit dim-witted. He already created a teleportation portal, so why didn't he just put it on the mountaintop instead of doing this?"

Wu Xian muttered a speechless complaint, then summoned his Somersault Cloud, leaped to a high place, and quickly approached the target's location.

……

Meijian Peak, Wulong Temple.

A young man dressed in black armor and a white robe sat on a large rock, occasionally adding a few pieces of firewood to the campfire in front of him.

His face was handsome, with clear and bright eyes. In the firelight, his features were softened, and his expression carried a thoughtful look, as if he was recalling or reminiscing about something, using it to resist the loneliness of being alone in this icy and snowy place for hundreds of years.

"Woof! Woof woof!!"

Just then, the sound of barking dogs reached his ears. The young man, Erlang Shen Zhenjun Yang Jian, was startled for a moment, then looked up at the horizon and saw a blurry black dot rapidly approaching. A faint smile appeared on his face.

"Is it finally happening again?"

As it murmured softly, the black dot landed on the mountain peak, splashing up a large patch of snow.

When the other party emerged from the wind and snow, and Yang Jian saw the armor on his body and the Ruyi Jingu Bang (Monkey King's staff), there was a moment of daze in his eyes, as if he were seeing the monkey from five hundred years ago, who had been besieged by him and several demon kings for seven days and nights and finally died at his hands.

"Erlang Shen, Yang Jian?"

Wu Xian took two steps forward and looked the stunned young man over.

To be honest, he is indeed very handsome. In terms of looks alone, he is only a tiny bit short of catching up with him before he time-traveled.

At the same time, upon hearing Wu Xian's question, Yang Jian seemed to snap out of his reverie, chuckled self-deprecatingly, then tossed another piece of firewood into the campfire in front of him and said calmly:

"Since you've managed to get here, you must have already met with my brothers. It's a pity it's too cold up here; I've already drunk all the wine I had stored, so I don't have anything to offer you..."

"No problem, I have plenty of good wine here."

Wu Xian suddenly spoke, interrupting Yang Jian's next words, and then reached for his waist and tossed something over.

Yang Jian was taken aback when he saw this. He subconsciously raised his hand to catch it and found that it was a wine gourd with a dark gold body and a Tai Chi double fish pattern on the surface.

The Shangqing Treasure Gourd.

This was obtained by Wu Xian through the upgrade of his first initial gourd, the Old Gourd, and finally through the enlightenment he received from Yuan Shoucheng in the Flaming Mountain level.

However, it differs somewhat from the game's setting. This Shangqing Treasure Gourd seems to combine the abilities of the Qingtian Gourd. In addition to being able to drink ten mouthfuls in a row, it also produces its own wine every so often...

In some ways, this is not much different from having the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow's [Unlimited Gourd Usage] enabled.

Unfortunately, given Wu Xian's current physique, even if he stood still and let the boss hack away until his hands went numb, it would be difficult to break through his defenses. In fact, even if he did break through and lose health, he could recover completely at an extremely fast speed. As a result, the gourd's function seemed somewhat dispensable, and it seemed to have no other use besides quenching his thirst.

Oh, right, he can also treat the boss to drinks to enhance his gaming experience.

For example, the remains of the Great Sage before, and Erlang Shen Yang Jian before us, are both examples of this.

Thinking of this, Wu Xian grinned, ignoring Erlang Shen's strange look, put away his golden cudgel, and teleported directly to the campfire. Then, he skillfully took out a homemade barbecue grill, a pair of huge black wings, and a headless, broken bird body from his storage space.

Immediately afterwards, he began plucking and cleaning the birds, and took out various bottles and jars, clearly intending to cook a roasted bird feast over the campfire.

Don't ask why there's a barbecue grill in Wu Xian's storage space. He ran all the way from Black Wind Mountain to Flame Mountain. Didn't he need to eat in between?
"You monkey... you're quite amusing."

Watching Wu Xian use a brush to coat the already dissected bird meat with oil and sauce, Yang Jian's eyes twitched slightly, then he looked down at the Shangqing Treasure Gourd in his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Jian still pulled out the cork, and a rich aroma of wine immediately wafted out, making his eyes light up. He then tilted his head back and took a big gulp of the wine, letting out a hearty laugh.

"Excellent! Fine wine!"

After saying that, he took two more big gulps, and his face became a little rosy.

"Don't just drink alcohol, these wings are also a good thing. Come and try my cooking."

At this moment, Wu Xian handed over a piece of grilled chicken wing tip. Yang Jian did not hesitate, reached out and took it, and gently bit into it.

In an instant, his taste buds seemed to be ignited, and the wonderful taste made him feel an urge to open the third eye on his forehead.

Not only that, he could also sense that the wings contained a vast spiritual energy, far surpassing that of ordinary rare and precious materials. Clearly, the owner of these wings was extraordinary, at least not much weaker than him in his previous life.

"What kind of bird is this?"

Yang Jian looked at Wu Xian and asked with some curiosity.

"Golden-Winged Roc..."

Wu Xian tossed a piece of grilled chicken wing tip into his mouth, chewed it up along with the skin and bone, and swallowed it, adding indistinctly.

"Buddha's maternal uncle."

Yang Jian's expression froze, his gaze shifting back and forth between the barbecue grill and Wu Xian, his expression gradually becoming strange.

Damn, they even dared to eat Buddha's maternal uncle. This isn't just a matter of being incredibly audacious; they're downright reckless.

This chosen one is a bit too aggressive, isn't he?

and many more!

Now that I've also eaten the wings of the Golden-Winged Roc, does that mean I've become an accomplice?
Wow, this monkey is so cunning! So that's what he was waiting for.

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to confront Wu Xian, but looking at the wings and wine gourd in his hand, he fell into deep thought once again.

However, these wings smell really good...

Well, since things have come to this, let's eat first.

(End of this chapter)