Jiang Yantian said that he would give him more aniseed.
Or some cinnamon leaves.
Wang Teng felt like he was out of body.
Add these spices to that thing?
Wouldn't that make the mix even more disgusting?
Especially looking at Jiang Yantian looking so proud, as if he was cooking.
He really couldn't stand it any longer.
Everything has been ruined, and all face has been lost.
It has become the biggest joke in the entire cultivating world, what else is there to be afraid of?
The despair of breaking the jar made him completely abandon the last trace of reason.
Roaring at Jiang Yantian, "You stinky fish seller, you are a stinky fish seller!!"
"Do you think you can stand up if you cling to the Immortal Gate and hug my senior sister's lap?"
"I'm telling you, no way!"
"You are the lowest level of untouchables at heart. You will never be able to stand up again. You will always be the lowest level of ants!"
These words nakedly exposed the arrogance and prejudice deep in his heart.
It's completely a standard villain's statement.
Full of extreme contempt for Jiang Yantian.
When I heard Wang Teng's remarks at the scene, I immediately exploded.
Everyone was filled with indignation.
The words Wang Teng are not just scolding Jiang Yantian.
It is also cannons on large areas of the map.
It stung the hearts of most of the monks present who had ordinary talents and had climbed up step by step through hard work and chance.
"Wang Teng You beast, you deserve what you have today!"
"It is simply God's will and retribution that he has fallen into this situation, bah!!"
"You still look down on others? Open your dog eyes and look at your current behavior. You are the most disgusting garbage!!"
"Trash, you really can't get up now, hahahaha!"
The scolding and ridicule flooded towards Wang Teng again.
He succeeded in completely shaping himself into a foul-smelling person that everyone could punish.
However, as the core target of abuse.
Jiang Yantian himself didn't take it seriously at all, and even wanted to laugh a little.
When a person is so rich that others call him poor, will he break his defense?
In the same way, when a person is Devil Emperor who truly transcends all worlds, he is called an ant at the bottom by a subordinate.
Besides feeling that the other person is pitifully ignorant, how else can you feel?
Completely immune!
Jiang Yantian not only was not angry, but smiled and nodded with a relaxed tone.
"Well, you are right."
"Originally, I was already planning to leave. After all, we've almost finished watching the show here."
"But since you reminded me so earnestly, I definitely can't let you go so easily."
"Let you soak in the hot springs comfortably."
As he said that, he actually took a few steps closer in the direction of Wang Teng.
Wang Teng's heart skipped a beat.
An ominous premonition seized him instantly!
This bastard.
What else does he want to do?
I saw Jiang Yantian calmly taking out a bunch of dark things from the storage space.
That thing looks like some kind of special charcoal.
There is a faint luster flowing.
Then, under the gaze of Wang Teng and everyone, Jiang Yantian piled all the black coal around the barrier that imprisoned Wang Teng.
A low charcoal wall was built.
Then, he raised his hand and shook it lightly at the charcoal wall.
"Buzz!!"
The surface of those dark charcoal blocks suddenly lit up with a dark red light.
There seemed to be magma flowing inside, and it was instantly ignited.
The blazing high temperature began to burn the transparent barrier in the middle!
"????"
Wang Teng's eyes were about to burst, and he was completely dumbfounded.
Damn!!!
This pervert, madman, devil.
He actually lit a fire? He was going to cook shit!
I thought about being immersed in shit that was gradually heating up, maybe even boiling.
Wang Teng I instantly felt like my soul was screaming.
"You stinky fish seller, what do you want to do? What on earth do you want to do!"
He rolled and struggled wildly inside the barrier, splashing a cloud of shit.
Jiang Yantian looked innocent.
He even looked a little concerned about him.
"It's nothing, I'm just worried that you might catch cold easily after soaking for a long time, so I'll add some heat to warm you up."
"Don't worry, you have a high level of cultivation and a solid foundation, unlike us low-level people who have low levels of cultivation and are intolerant of heat."
"Simmer it slowly over a small fire. Even if it cooks for hundreds of years, you will definitely not die. At most, it will taste better."
As he spoke, he took out a large handful of black charcoal.
Keep adding to the fire.
Until the barrier was completely surrounded by charcoal fire, making it airtight.
Form a stable charcoal fire simmering soup structure.
"Don't worry!" Jiang Yantian clapped his hands.
"These charcoal fires are specially made by me. They are not afraid of wind and rain, and their energy is stable. It will not be a problem to continue burning them for two and a half years."
He smiled and looked at the ashen Wang Teng inside the barrier, "Two and a half years later, if I still remember this place."
"I will come back to get you a new batch of charcoal to ensure a continuous fire."
"No, don't, don't do this, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
"Please spare me, don't do this to me!"
Wang Teng's psychological defense completely collapsed and he issued a shrill plea for mercy.
He would rather have choked to death on his own answer just now.
I don't want to be stewed over a slow fire like this and boiled alive!
This is simply more torture and humiliation than any torture.
Seeing that Jiang Yantian is ignoring me, Wang Teng has broken the defense.
"Fish seller, you will not die well, you will have retribution, a retribution that will strike like lightning from heaven!"
Wang Teng saw that begging for mercy was useless, so he turned to hysterical curses again.
However, Jiang Yantian seemed not to hear it and continued to fan the flames physically.
He even thought the temperature was not even enough, so he tried to stir up the fire.
After doing this, he used a volume that only he and Wang Teng could hear.
He whispered, "Oh, I forgot to tell you that this barrier is no longer the one set up by your master."
"The emperor moved a little bit, reinforced it and locked it."
"Now, no one can open it except this emperor."
He smiled, "So, you are safe too. You don't have to worry about enemies taking the opportunity to sneak attack you, or someone accidentally letting you out."
"This is all for your own good, so that you can rest in peace."
"Don't be ignorant and enjoy your hot spring medicinal bath!"
After saying that, he took two steps back.
He also grabbed a large handful of the cinnamon bark and fragrant leaves mentioned earlier.
Through the barrier, I used skill to throw some in.
"Add some ingredients and take a medicated bath. I wish you a happy bath."
He waved his hand with a bright smile on his face.
"Goodbye."
After saying that, Jiang Yantian stopped staying.
Turn around, take steps, and walk step by step in the direction beyond the Yuanhao Immortal Sect.
"Come back, come back, who are you? Who are you!!!"
Wang Teng roared in the gradually heating soup pot.
"Kill me if you dare, kill me!!!"
However, Jiang Yantian's back did not pause at all.
He quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Only a handsome back figure is left.
Qiong Yu, Lu Jinglan and all Yuanhao Immortal Sect's disciples all watched Jiang Yantian leave in stunned silence.
Look again at the transparent soup pot that is simmered over charcoal fire, with figures twisting and struggling inside.
For a moment, no one dared to speak out.
No one knows how to deal with it.
Lu Jinglan was the first to recover from the shock.
She looked at Qiong Yu next to her who had the same complex expression and followed the direction Jiang Yantian was leaving, and whispered.
"Master, this person is definitely not an ordinary fish seller."
"His methods are weird, his cultivation may be unfathomable, and his character is elusive. Can we..."
She didn't finish her words, but her meaning was clear.
This person's origins are unknown, his behavior is unpredictable, and he always wants to find out.
Qiong Yu did not answer immediately.
Her eyes were still a little distracted.
After a while, she slowly looked back.
A look of loss appeared on her beautiful face.
Her red lips parted slightly. "Familiar..."
"It's really familiar..."
"It's as if we've been together at the same table..."