The golden elixir is a star. Do you call this cultivating immortality

Chapter 406 My son-in-law has a big appetite
"...Ahem...his name is Qi Yuan." Jiang Ruhua said, feeling a little embarrassed.

After all, no one in this world knows how to save Qi Yuan from the great calamity.

His son-in-law has the same name as that person, which is really embarrassing.

When Wang Lingtong heard this, even though he was a great master, his heart beat violently at this moment.

He suddenly looked towards the stairs in front of him and saw a blood-red figure in a robe slowly going down, his feet stepping on the stairs, making a stepping sound.

Jiang Lingsu, who was dressed in a plain robe, was holding that figure on her arm, with an irrepressible joy deep in her eyes.

All the drinking monks present put down their glasses at this moment and stood up silently.

In the restaurant, the only sound that could be heard was the rustling of footsteps on the wooden stairs.

Jiang Ruhua didn't notice the monks getting up, but the sound of Qi Yuan stepping on the stairs made him blush.

Alas, my son-in-law is worthy of coming from a small place like him, and his quality is almost the same. He makes such a loud noise when walking.

He was a little confused and couldn't think at all.

At this moment, all the dignitaries in the restaurant shouted in unison, no matter how noble they were or how prominent their backgrounds were.

Where is the future and the way forward?
“Although the great calamity has been eliminated, you still have the mark left by the one behind the great calamity.

Jiang Ruhua blinked, as if doubting his ears and eyes.

When all the great masters saw this, they didn't dare to speak, and they didn't even have anyone to refute.

However, he saw all the monks present bowing in unison, and a deafening sound swept through them at this moment.

Quality!
He decided that when he returned to Dongtu, he must educate Qi Yuan well, and he could not lose the face of the Dongtu monks when he was away from home.

So... you are still living in my Zi Mansion for the time being.

That’s why I swallowed the Canglan Realm and put it into my Zifu.

There are thousands of Yang Shen Tianzun under his command!

"Let us pay our respects to Senior Blood-clothed Sword God!"

In front of the man in the blood-red robe, they were all humble to the extreme.

The voices of these monks turned into a ringing in the ears.

His heart felt empty for a while, as if struck by lightning, and his whole body felt numb.

I am a very generous person, but this time I swallowed you up without your consent. Some of the property was rented and sold by force... I won't charge you rent. "

Therefore, not worthy!

Otherwise, these monks are here...to act?

If placed in the upper realm, it would probably be a supreme one!
At this time, Qi Yuan, who looked lazy, yawned, with deep tiredness still in his eyes.

When Jiang Ruhua saw this scene, she was already convinced that Qi Yuan was the real Qi Yuan.

No wonder he couldn't see the cultivation of these monks. These weakest ones... were probably all great masters.

When the blood-colored face came into view, a face with extraordinary handsomeness and a bit of laziness appeared, as if spring sleepiness had not yet resolved. Jiang Ruhua stood up suddenly and looked at the young man holding his precious daughter. He was about to question.

Now that the great calamity has been eliminated, if the Blood-clothed Sword God is not the common master of the world, how can they exist?
After all, in the Canglan Realm today, the stars in the sky are not there, only the ten suns are visible in the sky.

Now that he was in a dilemma, he could only pretend to be dead, and then...a huge surprise surged in his heart.

Wang Lingtong secretly glanced at Jiang Ruhua, still looking forward to it, hoping that this brother would really go...

Qi Yuan...is it Qi Yuan? ! !

"Senior, my merits are immeasurable as I have eliminated the great calamity. I shall be the Human Emperor of Canglan Realm!"

Leaving my Zi Mansion, if the person behind the catastrophe wants to take revenge, all of you will die in a matter of seconds.

After all, the person in front of me is the ruthless man who destroyed three thousand catastrophes!

Master Tao...has become a successful person?

He glanced at the great master present and Jiang Ruhua, who seemed to be in need of first aid, and spoke slowly.

After all, this is the blood-clothed sword god who destroyed a great catastrophe!
His words are more effective than laws.

A person who is an emperor should carry the blue waves on his shoulders.

Don't you see how quiet it is here?

Of course, he only dared to think about it, not even more.

The other great masters all agreed.

"Senior, I should be the common master of the world!" Great Lord Baiyu said as he bowed down and bowed.

The sound was uniform, as if emanating from one person, splitting rocks and flowing clouds, resounding throughout the sky.

The Canglan Realm has been swallowed up by him, so how can he shoulder the burden?

He was in a hurry, and the harsh words he just said were going to hit Qi Yuan's sinuses.

"The title of Human Emperor represents responsibility. I... don't deserve it."

Qi Yuan stretched and spoke in a calm voice.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding great masters looked at each other in confusion or surprise.

At this time, Wang Lingtong stood up and said loudly: "What the senior Blood-clothed Sword God said is true. Someone from the Star Li Realm. The Heavenly Lord of our realm once said that the people behind the great catastrophe will remain in our bodies." Seal, our life and death are all in one thought.

Now, the great calamity has dissipated. If that person knows about it, he may extinguish the mark and harvest us! "

The other monks broke into cold sweat when they heard this.

The catastrophe is so terrifying and powerless, and the person behind the catastrophe... is simply unimaginable.

All the calculations and thoughts before coming came to nothing.

Great Lord Baiyu stepped forward with a firm gaze: "Senior's will is the will of Canglan Realm!"

At this moment, he did not mention the common master of the world.

After all, all the creatures in Canglan Realm owe Qi Yuan.

"I'm not interested in these things. I'm just an immortal cultivator with no ambitions, weak strength, and even difficulty in protecting myself. Some societies are afraid of some being a nerd.

Alas, it’s all because of this shitty social atmosphere.

If it weren't for the Black Mountain Sect being so arrogant, the Palace of Light forcing people too hard, the Dark Sun being arrogant and domineering, and the Great Tribulation being ruthless.

Some netizens troll me online every day, how can I be so tired?
I just hope to see a peaceful, friendly, harmonious, and upright world of immortality. It's that simple.

If this were the case, how great would it be if I huddled in the sect and played games every day? "Qi Yuan said seriously.

He is inherently afraid of society and is not suitable to be a savior.

It's fine in the game, but it's not necessary in reality.

When the other great masters heard this speech, they all looked at each other and some did not dare to speak.

The blood-clothed sword god's words really made them a little confused.

Jiang Lingsu looked at his senior brother with a smile in his eyes.

The senior brother is still the familiar senior brother, and what he says is always so strange.

"Senior, don't worry, we will do our best to clean up the atmosphere in the world of immortality!" Master Baiyu spoke with a firm voice.

Cold sweat broke out on the spine of the great gentleman who originally liked to use swear words.

"We are willing to create a peaceful and friendly world of immortality for our seniors!"

"Not bad, not bad." Qi Yuan complimented casually and then said, "Wait a moment, the aftermath of the previous battle with the Great Tribulation resulted in the death of many living beings. Alas, this is all my fault."

Qi Yuan lamented that fighting against the great calamity would inevitably have aftermath, even if there were the yin and yang of the underworld separating them, it would still be unavoidable.

Great Lord Baiyu said quickly: "The sin of this battle is not the fault of our predecessors!"

"This is a sin of great calamity!"

No one dared to blame Qi Yuan.

Even if someone blamed him, they, the great masters, would not let those voices enter Qi Yuan's ears.

"Fortunately, I am smart enough to be prepared."

Qi Yuan, who was wearing a blood-colored robe, stretched out his palm. Following his voice, the original lazy temperament was swept away, and his aura became extremely sacred, like a god sitting upright in the ninth heaven.

His arm around Jiang Lingsu never separated.

Seeing Qi Yuan like this, Jiang Ruhua felt a sense of worship in her heart.

The other great masters also thought the same way.

The previous blood-clothed sword god was too friendly and approachable, too dreamy.

Such solemnity is in line with his temperament.

It was infinitely sacred and mysterious, and suddenly, the aura became extremely dark again. Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if a netherworld had opened, and endless mysterious aura filled the air.

But when the tall and tall god spoke, his voice was vast and deep, like the voice of ancient sacrifices.

"The soul is back, please don't ask for help from all over the world!"

"It has no roots and is luxuriant, but duckweed is more floating and sinking."

"Wuyi Qingqing is floating in the air."

"Everything I mark will return!"

With Qi Yuan's voice, the world was shaken at this moment.

The weird aura was extremely strong.

It was as if the gates of Hades were opening.

This sound spread throughout the Canglan world, and all living creatures heard it.

"Is this the voice of the Blood-clothed Sword God?"

"What is he doing?"

Countless monks and mortals, as well as insects, birds and beasts were confused.

All the great masters also left inexplicably to investigate, only to see the broken mountains and rivers nearby, and the dead mortal monks, who were all summoned by inexplicable calls and returned from the dead silence.

"I'm alive?"

"No, what happened?"

"Dad, you are still alive!!"

Countless monks were shocked, and some showed fear.

In the Canglan Realm, all the creatures that had fallen because of this war were reawakening at this moment.

Their bodies either turned into dead souls, then instantly transformed back into their original state.

Countless monks saw this scene and regarded it as a miracle.

And in the Canglan Realm, who else can perform such a miracle besides Qi Yuan, the Blood-clothed Sword God!
"Blood-clothed Sword God!"

Countless people kowtowed in worship, while some monks were trembling.

This has exceeded their imagination.

Especially for those great masters, the scene before them was not recorded even in ancient books.

At this time, a complex look flashed across the eyes of Qi Yuan, who had a sacred expression: "The boundary between life and death turns out to be change. Alas, it's another day of growing brains."

When using the function of the underworld, Qi Yuanruo gained something and understood that life and death, to a certain extent, are also the conversion of energy and the change of all things.

This is somewhat similar to Ning Tao's realization when he stepped into Yangshen, that time does not exist, but time is change.

Of course, he only gained a small amount, and there seemed to be more unknowns about his underworld.

Jiang Ruhua swallowed when she saw this scene.

As for sinus piercing, he couldn't even think about it.

The blood-clothed sword god in front of him was powerful beyond his understanding and imagination.

Those great masters felt deeper than him.

The stronger you are, the more you understand how shocking the miracle of the Blood-clothed Sword God is!

"Okay, is there anything else?" Qi Yuan said, his sacred temperament disappeared, and he turned into the ordinary Shenguang Sect Zifu Daxiu before, "If nothing happens, I will go back and catch up on some sleep."

He was still sleepy and tired.

The previous battle consumed too much of his energy.

At this time, Wang Lingtong suddenly knelt down, and Wang Lingshan beside him also knelt down.

"Senior Blood-clothed Sword God please...swallow my Xinglijie!"

The purpose of their coming here is to seek help from the Blood-clothed Sword God.

After all, the great calamity has been destroyed, but the marks on them are still there.

If the man from Taihuang Palace thinks about it, all the creatures in Xingli Realm will fall in an instant.

Seeing that the Blood-clothed Sword God did not speak, Wang Lingtong continued: "As long as the senior Blood-clothed Sword God swallows the Xingli Realm, all the skills in the Xingli Realm will be owned by the senior!"

"Senior, don't you want the atmosphere in the world of cultivators to be better? Alas, most of the monks in the Xingli world have some problems with them, including alcoholics and people with bad mouths. We still need seniors to correct the atmosphere!"

"There are other worlds where there are great tribulations. The world of immortal cultivators is in a state of depression. Many cultivators have mental problems. This also requires the blood-clothed sword god to correct the atmosphere!"

"All the techniques in the Three Thousand Realms will be acquired by the Blood-robed Sword God!"

"Senior please, swallow three thousand realms alive!"

Wang Lingtong's voice was low and his attitude was pious.

It was obvious that he had made some preparations before coming and knew some of the character of the Blood-clothed Sword God.

Of course, he also knows that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Making unreasonable assumptions and pleasing the strong man's preferences may arouse the strong man's dislike.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but be cautious.

The Three Thousand Worlds may be destroyed at any time.

When Qi Yuan heard this, he thought for a moment: "What you said makes sense."

The skills are second.

The techniques of the Three Thousand Realms are actually not as good as those collected in the Buddhist Kingdom.

Now, if the man from Taihuang Palace knew the fate of the great catastrophe, he might activate the mark and harvest the Three Thousand Worlds.

Having harvested the Three Thousand Worlds, the one from Taihuang Palace will definitely become stronger.

Therefore, in order to prevent the evil-doing Taihuang Palace from becoming stronger, he had the obligation to swallow up the Three Thousand Realms.

The most important thing is that he, Qi Yuan, is a law-abiding and kind-hearted person who never kills innocent people indiscriminately and will blink his eyes when he kills someone.

Therefore, these three thousand realms must be swallowed alive!

"Senior, these are the coordinates of the Star Li Realm. We will give you the coordinates of the other three thousand realms as soon as possible!" Wang Lingtong was extremely excited and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

As long as the other party is willing to swallow it, there is still a way to survive in the Three Thousand Realms.

The man in black robe next to him was a little happy when he heard this, but he was more regretful and disappointed.

Because, his hometown has long been swallowed up by the catastrophe, and not a single scrap has been left.

"No need, I got all the coordinates during the great catastrophe." Qi Yuan's voice was calm, and then he looked at Wang Lingtong, "I swallowed so many realms alive, what if I get diarrhea?"

When Wang Lingtong heard this, he was silent and didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, no more nonsense, I'm going to swallow the Three Thousand Worlds. After I finish swallowing, I will sleep for a while to eat."

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he took Jiang Lingsu and disappeared, leaving only the Master who was present with a shocked look on his face.

"Senior Blood-clothed Sword God swallowed three thousand realms alive... It's simply unimaginable!" Master Baiyu said, his voice incomprehensible.

The other great masters could not imagine what kind of scene this was.

"Senior, the Blood-clothed Sword God in the Canglan Realm, is a blessing from the Canglan Realm!" A great master sighed with emotion.

The catastrophe was solved, and they still seemed to be in a dream at this moment.

They knew deeply that the great calamity was so powerful that they could not resist it with the power of the Canglan Realm.

But who knows, the catastrophe is more powerful than imagined. Three thousand catastrophes are enough to make all the monks have no desire to resist.

In the end, he was still suppressed by the Blood-clothed Sword God!

At this time, Wang Lingtong looked at Jiang Ruhua, took a deep breath, and said in a flattering voice: "Senior, I didn't expect that the woman next to Senior Blood-Robed Sword God is actually your daughter."

When Jiang Ruhua heard this, she was a little happy at first, but when she thought about it, how could you transmit a message to something like this?

You should speak up!

The monks in this big place are so blind!

Seeing these great masters discussing the Blood-clothed Sword God, Jiang Ruhua suddenly sighed inexplicably, but the voice of emotion was loud: "Oh, my son-in-law has a big appetite, and he will eat three thousand realms alive at one time. If he comes to my Jiang family as a guest, How to entertain people?"

As Jiang Ruhua's voice fell, the eyes of all the great masters present fell on Jiang Ruhua.

Shock, surprise, awe...all kinds of looks.

When Jiang Ruhua saw this scene, she felt extremely happy.

"My Jiang family is so poor, alas." Jiang Ruhua sighed again.

(End of this chapter)