human suffering

Chapter 2746: Mass Production of Immortals

A seemingly meaningless conversation.

However, the black toad aroused the strongest resentment in his sister Beizi's heart.

"Xiao Huang, Xiao Huang, you are Xiao Huang.

We used to eat from the same pot.

We drank together and boasted together.

How dare you interfere in the affairs of our Shamanism.

You actually sent the child I chose to the Fire Spirit.

How could you do that?

Are you serious, have you forgotten who I am?

You answer me.

you say.

  who am I?

who am I?

"

I asked one question after another, but received no answer.

Instead, there were one shrill scream after another.

Nana seemed like a completely different person.

Crazy and cruel, he pulled out all the tails of Xuanhu Yuanjun.

This does not explain the hatred.

Pull out the hair one handful at a time.

The problem kept repeating itself, and the fox fur kept falling off in clumps.

It was visible to the naked eye that the fox's butt, without a tail, had been plucked bald.

A group of people were in the building, watching with clenched teeth.

This is crazy.

No matter what hatred or grudge you have, it doesn't warrant such humiliation, Xuanhu Yuanjun.

After all, he is also a god.

"Cai Bangzi, do you feel anything?

It seems like someone has changed?

I'm familiar with this feeling. That person, when he came, it was like this."

Duan Xiaohong's focus was also somewhat infected by Cai Gen.

I didn't feel sorry for Xuanhu Yuanjun, but I closely observed the change of roles.

“Yeah, pretty much.

I had already heard it when the black toad was talking just now.

The one who is going crazy now should be the emperor's Beizi, that is, Black Toad's Beizi sister.

It is said that shamanism protects its own people.

Xuanhu Yuanjun, when the adults are at home and not out.

Bullied the younger generation of shamanism.

No matter how you retaliate, it's not unfair."

Zhazha hasn't moved since Nana knocked his cigarette away from him.

I had just recovered and shuddered all over.

Then, start giggling.

"Tsk, tsk, what are you laughing at?"

"The Prince of Heaven really loves me.

Who knows, one of my descendants might be lucky enough to have bad luck.

We can invite the Prince of Heaven."

"How did you come to this conclusion?"

In fact, Cai Gen wanted to ask, why are your abilities in grasping the key points so weird?

  "Uncle Cai, didn't you see it?

The prince of heaven doesn't want me to smoke.

This is caring about my body.

If she doesn't care about me, how can she care about me?"

Oh my god, this comprehension ability is perfect.

"Chacha, why not her? Do you hate the smell of cigarettes?"

“Haha, Uncle Cai, if she hates the smell of cigarettes.

I would have become the minced meat on the ground long ago.

There is still time to laugh secretly.

However, this yellow fox did cross the line.

It may also be because the Prince of Heaven has not appeared in public for too long.

The taboo she violated was not just bullying the younger generation of shamans.

Most importantly, it changed the fortunes of Shamanism.

The Prince of Heaven arrived hundreds of years later.

We all know that Nana is the child chosen by the Prince of Heaven.

It is also believed that the production period will delay important matters.

  This is not seeking death, what is it?

Do you really think that you will be fearless once you get to the west?

Give Tian Zhi Beizi an excuse to attack the west, and I am not afraid."

  Huh?

Cai Gen's ideas suddenly became active.

"Zhazha, do you Shamans hide your strength so deeply?

I don’t believe you can challenge the West.”

Zhazha rolled his eyes but didn't dare to be too obvious.

  "Uncle Cai, are you kidding me?

Guard the legacy left by the God of Bitterness.

Guess why not use heaven?

Why not use Taoism?

Why not use the west?

  Is it because you are worried?

Or is it because of lack of strength?

That’s because only shamanism can accomplish such an important mission.

No matter who is entrusted with the task, the God of Suffering will not be trusted, as they will not be able to do it.

Only eight great masters are still alive today.

Once upon a time, shamanic families numbered over a million.

However, it takes a long time to complete the mission of the God of Bitterness.

Due to the depletion of spiritual energy and the difficulty in replenishing it, as well as human destruction of nature, Shamanism has shrunk to its current size. "

  Over a million?

This number really shocked Cai Gen.

In comparison, the influence of shamanism has indeed been compressed to its limit.

“Uncle Cai, you have some understanding of Shamanism.

It is true that the population is not very large now.

In the human world and in other dimensions, it is not considered a big force.

But you have to know that as long as you have bones, you won’t have to worry about meat.

What we have accumulated over the years.

There are countless ancestral gods.

What does each ancestor god represent?

Not to mention the Golden Immortal or the Arhat.

It is much stronger than ordinary immortals or guardians.

This is not the point.

The focus is on the practice path of shamanism.

That does not require years of accumulation.

An ordinary child from an ordinary family.

There is no adventure or talent.

As long as you are favored by the ancestral gods.

In his short life, he can reach the level of a true immortal guardian.

  What other force can do this?

What force can compare to it?"

  what?

Cai Gen suddenly realized.

The direct guards of the God of Bitterness are indeed perverted.

Especially this path of acquiring combat power is extremely efficient.

It's a bit similar to Valheim.

All the dead ancestors will randomly select a lucky younger generation.

Directly become an immortal or a god, surpass the limits of mortals, and possess the strength to fight against immortals in heaven.

Moreover, the cycle can continue.

On the other hand, in heaven or the West, if you want to become a god, it takes years of training, constant adventures and the blessing of talent, and finally a little bit of luck.

No wonder, the God of Bitterness can become a god just by cooking.

In his eyes, creating a god is that simple.

At the same time, it also shows that Shamanism has suffered great losses under the control of the God of Suffering.

Otherwise, they would not have chosen such a quick and easy way to replenish combat power.

Well, each has its pros and cons.

What grows fast, is consumed fast.

What is consumed are not numbers, but real people.

  So, is this way of growing up a blessing or a curse?

Especially, when the God of Bitterness is not around.

Shamanism only consumes resources without any effective replenishment, which is really miserable.

from this angle.

Xuanhu Yuanjun did touch the reverse scale of Shamanism.

It is believed that the arrival of the Heavenly Prince has been delayed.

I don’t know how much damage this has caused to Shamanism.

Look at the yellow fox again.

Although plucking hair is satisfying, it is obviously not as painful as plucking the tail.

Xuanhu Yuanjun slowly regained his consciousness.

I finally calmed down and was able to speak.

"Sister Beizi, I was wrong, I'm sorry.

But there is nothing I can do.

I would rather be beaten to death by you than stand by and watch someone die.

That’s my sister Jiu Tian, ​​the right sister Jiu Tian who grew up with me.”

Nana, stop.

“Well, your sister Jiutian is your destiny.

Don’t the children of our shamanism have their own lives?

Do you feel that because you are the mistress, you are used to being superior to others?

Don't forget whose mission we shamans are fulfilling.

Even the Matron cannot interfere in the affairs of our shamanism.

You really are relying on the power of others and don't understand the situation.

Return it to your sister Jiutian. When the reclamation festival really comes, your mistress will also have to fill in.

  How's the chef?

For the sake of the project, he never cared about anyone's life.

He doesn't even care about his own life.

  What qualifications and rights do you have to seek personal gain?

You deserve to die, damn it."

Nana became angrier and angrier as she spoke, and she reached out and slapped the fox's head.

This is a fatal blow.

Cai Gen took a look and realized that this wouldn’t work.

If you kill Xuanhu Yuanjun, where can you find the Heavenly Treasury?

Gather up your courage and roar.

"stop."

Everyone else admired Cai Gen's courage.

After all, Black Toad’s attempts to mediate a fight didn’t work, so how could he dare to try?

But Nana's hand really stopped.

At this moment, a large crystal clear bubble popped out of the yellow fox's mouth.

After the mouth broke, it turned into a mirror.

On the other side of the mirror, it looks like a cave.

Blazing flames and magma flowing all over the ground.

"Sister Jiutian, save me!

Sister Beizi wants to kill me."