God Killer

() The smiling man looks like a businessman, he is friendly, he is not tall, he is only medium, neither fat nor fat, he is only medium, his face looks like a Maitreya, but after looking at it, he finds that he can’t remember it at all. I can't remember the other person's appearance, and I can't remember the details. It's just a public face. I'm wearing a plain robe without any decorations. I don't see any fireworks. It's just ordinary.

At this time, the smiling man said: "The old hermit is laughing. The man-eating sage has just woken up and has a really good appetite. I want to prepare some 'crispy female noodles' in the hall. This delicious dish is best eaten raw while it is hot." It’s delicious, especially when accompanied by the tender cries of the young girls, it’s a special taste. Dasheng and his old man can easily be reluctant to entertain guests with this delicacy.”

The muscles on the old sweet potato's face twitched, and he said with a sneer: "It's easy to say, easy to say, but when I came here today, I was too full to eat. I'm afraid I don't have the appetite to eat anything else." The old sweet potato is most afraid of cause and effect. The face of a young woman, the cause and effect are too heavy.

Girls at the age of seventeen or eighteen are most concerned about their appearance. If someone destroys them, the hatred in their hearts will naturally be overwhelming. If they die because of this, the karmic fire that bursts out of their souls will be entangled in the old sweet potato forever. body.

At this time, I walked out of the corridor and arrived at the back of the palace. There are three huge monuments standing there far away. They are the tombstones of the three sages who opened the Yin Poison Gate!

Of course, what is buried under this tombstone is not a dead person, but the three saints who eat people, swallow the sky, and eat the earth who practiced in seclusion.

Immortal practice and entering the Condensation Core is just two feet into the immortal way. On the road of immortality, it is only the beginning, and there is still a long, long way to go.

The three saints who eat people, devour the sky, and eat the earth can be said to have reached a top-notch level of cultivation in this fairy world, and it is by no means easy to lead a faction that ranks among the top five in the world of cultivating immortals.

At this moment, Zheng Xian heard the voice of the old man sweet potato: "The realms of immortality are complicated and varied. Immortals have immortal gates, Taoism has Taoism, miscellaneous witches, Gu, and Western gods have their own divisions of realms, but Generally speaking, it is the realms of building bridges, stepping on the sea, fractals, condensing alchemy, alchemy, stellar energy, gangsterism, harmony, casting steles, primordial spirit, reaching the sky, and supreme."

"The cultivation of the three sages who eat the sky, eat the earth, eat people, is in the realm of casting steles. This realm is already the highest level in the fairy world. The so-called family has a state, the tomb has an inscription, and the divine way has a stele. When the stele is completed, it will be Step into the day of Shinto."

"As for Yuanshen, Tongtian, and Supreme, they are not the heights that cultivators in the fairy world can reach. They are legendary existences in Shinto, and even I, a hermit of the Dao, have never seen them."

Zheng Xian took a look at Sweet Potato, whose lips hadn't even moved, and knew that Sweet Potato was speaking to him through sound transmission using a secret method.

This is the first time that Zheng Xian has heard that there is a Shinto in this world, and what Zheng Xian has known in the past is only the theory of the Immortal Dao.

"Boy, cultivating immortals is like walking on the sea. You have to concentrate on every step and never slack off. Once you relax, you will sink to the bottom of the sea and can't be salvaged again. Your current cultivation, don't talk about illusory divine ways, just In the immortal way, it is just the beginning, are you afraid?"

The corners of Zheng Xian's mouth twitched slightly, afraid that words would be lost, but it was true that he felt that the future would be endless.

At this time, a sinister sneer came from the tombstone engraved with the words "Cannibal Saint": "The Hermit of the Great Dao, long time no see."

The sweet potato old man coughed dryly and said: "Man-eating sage, I remember when I told you to swallow gold 400 years ago, old man, you still didn't know anything about immortality. I didn't expect that you have cultivated to this point in just 400 years. It's really true." It's shocking that you can be ranked among the top five among the 400-year-old geniuses who have been on the immortal path."

Zheng Xian was taken aback, 400 years ago?This sweet potato old man has lived for so long?And listening to the words of the old man sweet potato, the cultivation of the man-eating sage was actually taught by the old man sweet potato. In this way, they should not need to worry about it. No matter how violent he is, he shouldn't have any thoughts about the life of the person who teaches Taoism, right?What's more, this sweet potato old man is very witty, flattering the other party with one sentence, giving the other party enough face, praising the other party as a genius for 400 years.

Sure enough, after the old sweet potato uttered these words, there was a burst of laughter from the huge man-eating tombstone opposite, and this time there was no such strong gloomy meaning.

"Hermit of the Great Dao, you are really interesting. If you were the supreme of the entire immortality before the immortals were separated, where would you not be respected by others? Of course, there are many people who want to capture you and take the things in your head. If all the avenues are dug out, you are an existence that people love and hate. But after the fairy is stripped away, all the immortal methods you have are useless. In this vibrant fairy world, relying on devouring Others, devouring all living beings, will be able to move forward steadily and build up layers. Your avenue is like waste paper here. It's a pity, if I caught you when you were still in the world, I would definitely dig out your brain Come, take your avenues for yourself, there is no such thing as saying that hermits of the avenues are not allowed to cultivate immortality."

Zheng Xian's eyelids twitched slightly when he heard it, and only then did he realize that these guys really cannot be measured by ordinary people's thinking. No matter what, this sweet potato old man is also the master of this man-eating saint. He can even kill the master who teaches Taoism. How can this guy be a fairy?The root is the devil!

At this time, the voice of the sweet potato old man sounded in Zheng Xian's mind: "The fairy world was not like this before, and neither were the immortal cultivators before. Before Xian Fan was stripped off, this guy would never be able to get to where he is today by hiding in his life. Who knew that damn old guy used mortal means to overturn his hands and create a fairy world, which made these villains rampant. Cannibals rule the world, and those who don’t eat people and work hard to practice practice fall behind. Alas, in Marx’s words, this is called bad money driving out good money.”

Zheng Xian almost burst out laughing when he heard the last sentence. It's nothing for a dignified hermit to quote scriptures, but he really felt an inexplicable sense of joy when he spit out Marx.Moreover, it seems that these words are not what Marx said at all, this old man with sweet potatoes is wrong. (The discoverer of the law of bad money driving out good money is the British Chancellor of the Exchequer Gresham, also known as Gresham's Law)

At this time, four young girls came out from both sides of the tombstone, each holding a tray with a sharp thin-edged knife in his hand. Qi knelt down in front of Sweet Potato, lifted the tray, and then turned to the face of white jade and mutton fat. Two of the women were trembling all over, and tears flowed silently from their eyes like a stream.

The man-eating sage made a playful voice: "The hermit of the great way, remembering that you taught the kindness of the great way and the sage at the beginning, today the sage specially gives you the most beautiful delicacy in the world. This delicacy can be viewed and eaten. Not only can you enjoy it with gusto, but you can also hear it singing like a bird, hurry up, eat it while it’s hot! After you’re done eating, take the Ye Charm Golden Lotus that Saint gave you and go back and forth from there!”

Zheng Xian finally understood that the man-eating sage was not here to repay his kindness, but to ridicule the sweet potato. In the eyes of the man-eating sage, this was probably a pleasure. Watching the old man eat the sweet potato was like a pleasure after dinner.

At this time, Zheng Xian also somewhat understood the status of sweet potatoes in this world. It used to be very powerful, but now it is very downcast. Anyone is willing to step up and step on it. head, but actually went to the blown-up skin, I am afraid there is not even a bone in it, and it is quite interesting to step on it softly.

In short, in this fairy world, Dao Hermit is an existence with great reputation but no dignity at all.

Zheng first looked at the sweet potato old man, and the sweet potato old man showed a bitter expression on his face, which was wrinkled like a dried orange, and now the wrinkles became more and deeper.

Looking at the terrified girls in front of him, but who had to hold up the jade plate and turn the noodles sideways to be cut, how could the old sweet potato eat?What's more, you have to cut that beautiful face off your cheeks by yourself?

The sweet potato old man murmured for a while, then smiled wryly, "Old man, I'm too full today, and I really don't have room to eat more. Next time I come to the Palace of Yin and Poison, I must taste this delicacy in the world. This time I will skip it."

Hearing the words, the cannibal saint's voice turned cold, and he said, "Is the hermit of the great way not hungry? Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, you live in the poison gate of the saint, when you are hungry and when you eat, such a character, usually I can't even invite you, since I have been invited this time, don't you ask Sheng to do his best to be a landlord? Repay the kindness of the day?"

This makes it clear that if the old man doesn't eat sweet potatoes, he will definitely not be able to get out of the Yin poison gate, and in the Yin poison palace, there is absolutely nothing else to eat, so hungry that he has to stop eating. It is aggressive and bullying too much.

After thinking about it for a while, the sweet potato old man said with a smile: "That's fine, I'd rather be respectful to the old man than obey his orders, so let's live in the Yin Poison Gate for now."

Zheng Xian was taken aback when he heard the words, the gate of the fairy world will be closed in only two days, the sweet potato old man doesn't want to go back as much as he does?

The cannibal sage heard that the sweet potato old man was going to live in the poison gate, and seemed to think of something suddenly. After a moment of silence, he laughed dryly and said: "Forget it, forget it, since the hermit of the great way doesn't want to eat these simple meals, then forget it. "

The smiling man who had been standing by the side waved, and the three maids who were holding the jade plate came up again, and there were three lotus pods in the jade plate.

With a dull smile on his face, the sweet potato old man stretched out his hand to take it, and then the three lotus pods were directly thrown on the ground.

"The hermit of the Great Dao, if you want to take something from my sinful family, how can you do it without bending over?"