Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

He and his master, High Priest Gu Bi, were stationed at the top of Wanren Mountain, where the demon clan's altar was located.

This time, it was the High Priest Gu Bi who heard about the Saint and wanted to come and see if there was any news about the Demon King.

It just so happened that Chu Yang and the others said they wanted to go together to ask the Saint for blessings, which led to what happened next.

But now that the matter is over, he and his master cannot leave the altar for too long, and now they have to go back.

Gu Bi She Xiao placed a small straw doll on the square table in front of him.

"Saint girl, this is a treasure of my master's clan - the clone puppet."

"It only needs a drop of your blood to transform into a clone."

"He said please accept it, it's a thank you gift."

Alan Wangsu explained to Ren Yi softly:

"The High Priest Gubi is the descendant of the first general under the seat of the Creation Demon God. His family is particularly good at making various soul-splitting instruments."

Ren Yi nodded, "Isn't that the same as Hu Yanluo Liuguang's clone technique?"

A trace of sadness flashed across She Xiao's eyes.

"Saint, it's different."

"Like you, the Huyan Luo family is the direct descendant of the five creator demon gods. The clone created by his corpse clone forbidden technique is basically equivalent to a real person."

"The clone can practice martial arts, can contract and command beasts, and everything the clone sees and feels is always connected to the master."

"But it also has its drawbacks. The clones of the corpse clone forbidden technique can be easily discovered by people with strong souls."

"But the cloned puppets are exactly the same in terms of aura and spirit. Others can't see any abnormalities at all. Even the hall master level can't detect any problems."

"It's just that it's not that flexible, and it also requires a lot of spirit from the user."

She Xiao said a lot in one go, then coughed twice with some embarrassment.

"Saint, the method of forging a clone puppet has long been lost. This is the only one left in the world. Please don't despise it."

Ren Yi raised an eyebrow and reached out to grab the straw man on the table.

"Okay, I'll accept it."

She Xiao smiled brightly, then clasped his left hand in front of his right chest and saluted Ren Yi solemnly:

"I will always remember the grace of the Saint who saved my life. If one day the Saint is free, you can come to visit Wanren Mountain. She Xiao will definitely welcome you!"

Ren Yi smiled slightly, "Okay, I understand."

She Xiao looked at Ren Yi deeply, and a hint of regret flashed across his eyes.

He stood up and slowly backed out.

Suddenly, he stopped again.

"Saintess, Chu Yang..."

Ren Yi put away the clone puppet and said, "Don't worry, I will not ignore his affairs."

"Thank you Saint."

She Xiao turned and left.

At noon, Alan Miyi clamored to eat barbecue.

Alan Wangsu frowned slightly, "This is Youhuang Palace, and the meals are fixed every day. When the mansion is repaired, I will go back to the mansion and my brother will cook for you."

Alan pouted sweetly, looking very dissatisfied.

Seeing Ren Yi coming out of the hall wrapped in thick fox fur, Alan affectionately took Ren Yi's hand and shook it.

"Sister Ren, do you want to eat barbecue?"

Ren Yi raised his eyebrows. During this period of time, he was either killing people or killing evil spirits.

In order to take care of her frail body, she drank a lot of nourishing soups and medicines.

At this moment, when I heard the word "barbecue", my heart started to itch.

"We'll build a fire here, eat barbecue while watching the snow, and boil a pot of wine."

Alan Miyi turned to look at Alan Wangsu and smiled, "Hehe, brother, don't you listen to what the Saint Sister said?"

Alan Wangsu held his forehead with his hand, his clear eyes showing a hint of smile.

"Then I'll go hunt some in the forest outside."

Baichuan Menghu patted his chest and said, "I'll go!"

Alan shouted affectionately: "Brother is the best!"

A yellow shadow passed through the sky, and Fei Jiujiu swooped down from the sky and gently landed on the railing by the lake.

It held a large ball of furry stuff in its small pointed mouth, and as it opened its mouth, the stuff fell onto the observation deck at its feet with a plop.

It turned out to be seven or eight Kundi chickens and two snow rabbits.

"Jiujiu wants to eat barbecue too! Jiujiu!"

Alan picked up a Kundi chicken and looked at it carefully.

There is a small hole right above the chicken's head. You can imagine that it was left by Fatty Chuchu after eating the brain.

"The Kundi chicken is extremely fast and difficult to catch, not to mention the snow rabbit. The psychedelic substances it releases can cause hallucinations. How did you catch so many?"

Fatty Jiujiu raised his head and said, "Kundi Chicken is fast? Is it faster than Ben Jiujiu? Jiujiu!"

"Snow rabbit? I've already fainted with just one flap of its wings. Why are you spraying LSD? Chuh!"

Alan clapped his hands in admiration, then turned around and looked at Alan Wangsu excitedly.

"Brother, let's start!"

Alan Wangsu smiled gently and took the snow rabbit and Kundi chicken downstairs to clean up.

Alan carefully built the firewood pile, then turned around and directed Feijiujiu to light the fire.

A ball of green flame burst out, not only burning the firewood pile to nothing left, but even the hem of Ren Yi's skirt was burned off.

She patted the charred hem casually. Fortunately, the skirt was a robe, otherwise she would have been roasted.

She raised her head and glared at Fei Jiujiu sinisterly.

Fei Jiujiu shuddered all over and hid his head behind Alan Miyi.

"Sister Ren, don't be angry. It's still young and doesn't know how to control its strength. Let me teach it."

She piled the firewood the servant had handed her.

"Come on, aim here and reduce the energy of the flame to a minimum. A smaller fire, just a little bit is enough."

Alan stood lovingly on the pile of firewood and pointed to the middle. "Just spray it here..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a green fireball fell again.

The firewood was lit, and Alan's sweet hair was also lit.

"what--!"

Alan dived into the lake deliberately to avoid becoming a roast chicken.

After she climbed out of the water in a panic, she was holding a stone she had fished out from the bottom of the lake.

"Fatty Chuchu! Give me back my hair!"

Alan picked up a stone and rushed towards Feijiujiu.

Fatty Jiujiu flapped his wings and flew low over the lake, making excuses as he flew.

"I'm still young, I can't control my strength! It's normal, okay, Jiu!"

Alanmi was so angry that she threw the stone in her hand hard.

Fei Jiujiu dodged easily and hid behind Ren Yi.

When Alan Wangsu came out with the processed chicken, what caught his eye was his sister with her hair flying out of the air, and the fat bird standing behind Ren Yi and being scolded obediently.

Alan Wangsu laughed immediately, walked over, put the chicken and rabbit meat on wooden sticks, and roasted them over the fire.

The bonfire was burning brightly, making crisp crackling sounds.

The warm heat wave dispelled the severe coldness in the snow. A few small fish in the lake also coveted the warmth and swam to the lakeside and refused to leave.

Alan Wangsu sprinkled some of the seasonings on the tray onto the meat.

Then take a small white brush, dip it in honey, and apply it evenly on the meat.

The honey was roasted by the flames below and slowly seeped into the meat.

Soon, transparent oil droplets seeped out of the surface of the chicken and slowly flowed along the chicken. The surface became crispy and the color turned into a light golden yellow.

An irresistible and tempting aroma wafted away.

Alan Miyi and Fei Jiujiu, who had used magic to restore their hairstyle, came over.