God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Seeing his rice bowl being held by Yuan Cang and eating happily, Qingshi really cried.

Damn it, there is no such bully. I am several thousand years old after all, and you still come to steal my food?

But Qingshi and the others are really juniors in front of Yuancang. So what if they are thousands of years old? Why do you care about stealing food?

On the other side, Yu Mo and Wang Man looked at Yuan Cang's operation. After being stunned for a moment, they finished the rice in the bowl in a few mouthfuls, then stood up with a smile and walked towards Hong Zun and the others.

Seeing this, Shi Song, Zhang Tianzhen and others were all shocked, and then imitated Hong Zun and poured rice into their mouths frantically.

But not everyone can eat so fast. Seeing Yu Mo getting closer and closer, Zhang Tianzhen, who still had more than half of the bowl left, became anxious.

I didn't have time to think too much, so I immediately...drank, bah.

As soon as he drooled, he spit it into his bowl.

Then he looked up at Yu Mo, but Yu Mo couldn't fix this hand.

Looking at the rice bowl in Zhang Tianzhen's hand, Yu Mo's face was filled with disgust. Can you still eat this? Probably not.

Seeing Yu Mo's disgust, Zhang Tianzhen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to eat happily.

As for Wang Man and Shi Song, Wang Man, who has the gentlest personality, has a kind smile on his chubby face. He didn't make a move as soon as he came up, but said with a smile.

"Shi Song, you see, my uncle was kind to you in the past, right?"

"woo woo woo woo..............."

"Uncle Master now doesn't have long to live. Isn't it your turn to fulfill your filial piety?"

"woo woo woo woo.............."

"So this meal............"

"Woo woo woo..."

Before he said a few words, Wang Man's face darkened, and with a roar, Shi Song was directly suppressed.

"Don't eat too much, leave some for me."

Although there was only one last bite left, Wang Man still snatched it away.

If Daoyizong Ganfan is compared to a food chain, then Hong Zun and the others were clearly at the top of the food chain before.

You never have to worry about food, they have something to eat anyway.

But with the arrival of Yu Mo and the others, all this seems to have changed, and Hong Zun and the others are also in crisis.

The only one who can still remain calm is Fairy Baihua.

After all, he was already married to Ye Changqing, and every night he had to make so many shameful moves and play so many fancy games with him. Yes, according to Ye Changqing, that was called role-playing.

For example, last night, the two of them played a game called the emperor to choose his concubine, which made Baihua Fairy very shy.

So, is eating a little too much?

Sitting next to Ye Changqing, he ate leisurely, while Ye Changqing was holding a big teapot and looking at Yu Mo and the others with interest.

As an ancestor of the Taoist sect, Yu Mo, the three of them, and Ye Changqing were completely different from what they imagined.

Ancestors like them who have only a short lifespan are generally lifeless, and even become extremely selfish and unscrupulous because of their instinct to survive.

Who doesn't want to live longer, especially for these great sage ancestors who have lived for countless years.

As long as there is a chance, no matter how slim the hope is, they are willing to try.

Even in Dongzhou, it is not unheard of for a sect ancestor to sacrifice the entire sect in order to prolong his lifespan.

None of this is surprising, it’s the same for the magic sect, and it’s the same for the famous and decent sect.

When facing life and death, everyone is selfish. This may be the so-called instinct, the instinct to survive.

But Ye Changqing couldn't see this at all among Yu Mo and the other three. The three of them didn't seem to care at all that their lives were coming to an end.

Even though the whole body is surrounded by deathly energy, it doesn't feel lifeless at all.

"What, is it weird?"

As if she had seen through Ye Changqing's thoughts, Fairy Baihua on the side spoke.

"Have some."

"Who doesn't want to live forever in this world? The ultimate dream of any monk is to live forever. How many people in the past and present have been able to achieve this?"

"Uncle Master and the others definitely want to live, but with the cycle of heaven and earth, no one can break free from the shackles of heaven and earth."

"Compared with how to live longer, Uncle Master and the others are now more concerned about the meaning of life and whether they can do their last meager contribution to the sect."

"The development of a sect always requires the efforts of one generation after another. As the older generation ages, the younger generation thrives."

"The old people have to be responsible for protecting the younger generation. Uncle Master and the others are like this, and we will be like this in the future. When our lives are short, we will also choose to sleep to ensure the safety of the sect."

It's like reincarnation.

Hearing Baihua Fairy's words, Ye Changqing turned his head, and the two looked at each other. They rarely talked about such sad topics, and Ye Changqing didn't like this feeling.

Ye Changqing looked at each other for a long time and said with a smile.

"Then Aunt Hua will protect me well in the future?"

"I will definitely take you to sleep with me then."

"Is this a serious sleep?"

"You are bad..........."

After a few words of ridicule, the sad atmosphere just now was gone, and Ye Changqing smiled slightly.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw an old face covered with wrinkles, which shocked Ye Changqing.

"Ancestor, you...what are you doing."

The person who came was none other than Yu Mo. I don’t know when he came to me, and he said silently. Hearing this, Yu Mo asked with a smile.

"Boy, do you want a guardian or not?"

Ok? ? ?

What crazy thing is this old man talking about? The preface does not match the postscript.

Seeing Ye Changqing froze on the spot, Yu Mo repeated it again.

"Asking you, do you want a guardian?"

"Ancestor, what does this mean?"

Hearing this, Yu Mo suddenly showed a melancholy look, and sat down on the steps in front of Ye Changqing without caring about his image. His old muddy eyes were filled with memories and he said.

"I have lived for so many years, from being high-spirited in my youth to being domineering in my middle age. But this man, no matter how strong he is, cannot withstand the passage of time."

"No matter how great a saint is, no matter how great a great sage is, in the end they are just a handful of loess."

"I think back then, I had inspired me to find eternal life and be free from the world. I can live forever. Who has seen these two simple words?"

"Countless people are pursuing immortality, and countless people eventually disappear from the world without even being able to figure out what immortality is."

"I don't have many days left to live. In the remaining days, I originally planned to do my last bit for the sect and protect you little guys from growing up."

"But now, I don't want to sleep anymore. It would be too sad if the remaining life span was consumed in sleep."

"So boy, how about I be your protector?"

Yu Mo's voice was hoarse, and his words were full of affection and concern for the sect.

Perhaps from the moment they joined the Taoist Sect, people like Yu Mo and others were already prepared to dedicate their lives to the sect.

The sect protected you when you were young, and when you grow up, you protect the sect, over and over again. This is the reason and process that makes a sect strong.