Great Heaven Sovereign

"What is it?" Yang Fan was in a hurry. He squatted down to dig the pit.

His skirt was strongly lifted, and then he was lifted up by the old man.

Yang Fan is still shocked. The old man is ordinary, but his strength is far better than him, and the natural yuan force is definitely better than him.

"You want to pay for my clothes, don't you?" In the current scene, he can only harden his head.

In the upper realm, everything is supreme, even if it's a fecal person.

The significance of his existence seems to be just bluff.

Fortunately, this dress can hide his breath, and the other party can't see his depth.

He can't see the depth of each other.

However, he couldn't see whether the depth of the old man was due to the old man's clothes or the other party's realm. It's hard to say.

"Boss, you can't play like this? Who's the one who killed the flower? You don't know this at all!" The old man didn't care about him at all and immediately began to jump.

"Don't mention the problem of flowers. I'll ask you how to solve the problem of clothes. Can you really afford it?" Yang Fan has a straight face. At present, he can only talk about it.

The old man ignored him as a result, and then the old man poured feces and urine down with his head on the flowers and trees.

The rustling sound was constant, and the flowers and trees that had previously escaped were obviously growing, and they quickly drilled out of the ground.

And they keep growing. Not only that, their growth speed is extremely fast, which is ten times higher than the previous height in an instant.

Then the sound of quack came out because the smallest spiritual grass had turned into towering trees.

The towering wood changes automatically in four seasons. The flowers are like brocade and bear fairy fruit. The fairy fruit falls to the ground and decays with the soil.

Yang Fan looked at his domain and had long given up the idea of letting the old man pay for his clothes. Now Yang Fan will only be shocked.

Time flies. Only in that small area, there are countless reincarnations. Not to mention the fairy fruit, he even saw that the land has changed countless colors.

That piece of land seems to have gone through more than ten thousand years, or even more than one hundred thousand years. He can't calculate it.

As time goes by, those towering trees fall solid and decay slowly. When the last fruit falls again, the light seems to finally stop.

Yang Fan is still stunned. It's really an amazing scene.

The old man wiped his cold sweat, "you people can eat and drink. How can you understand this? Now, I've wasted a big bucket of fertilizer and have to let me pick it."

The old man looked at Yang Fan and was a little upset.

After the old man spoke, he pushed Yang Fan away from his place.

Yang Fan will only be stunned when he sees the amazing scene in front of him. Of course, pretending to force is a good thing, but there is no doubt. Don't pretend if you shouldn't.

His complexion was iron and blue, and he had bowed his hand to the old man. "The boy has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. He offended the expert. It's really a little ashamed."

The old man was stunned. "Young master, have you made a mistake? I'm a gardener who picks dung. Although picking dung has some technical content, I can't say an expert?"

Yang Fan clenched his teeth. He bowed directly to the old man.

He didn't know how strong the old man was, but he also had intuition as a strong man.

The old man is not as strong as he can imagine. Even the old monsters in the town sin tower can't match him.

"The boy knows he's wrong." He is extremely pious.

The old man looked at him and frowned, "why, don't pretend to be forced?"

Yang Fan continued to be ashamed. He couldn't say a word.

"Come on, don't pretend. I'm afraid you'll kneel on your knees if you continue to play. It's also a sin to kneel down and die." The old man continued.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly. He really didn't think about it.

But the old man's words made it clear that he didn't mind the previous things, which was a great good thing.

"Please teach me the secret." Yang Fan raised his head and asked the old man directly.

The old man looked at him up and down. "Your face is not generally thick, but you are also a man of temperament. You don't give advice. You have the same way. Everyone has different understanding. For these things, they are filthy to you, but different to plants and trees."

Yang Fan frowned slightly. He didn't understand it. He only knew this truth, but he didn't say it.

But he knew better that the old man could not aim at nothing. His expression must be reasonable at the moment, "please give me your advice."

The old man glanced at him with contempt in his eyes. "Similarly, your so-called interest in civil engineering is the supreme law of longevity for you, but it may not be fart for them. If plants and trees grow down with a ladle of dung, how can there be plants and trees in 10000 areas? Maybe there are always other costs to pay."

When the old man spoke, he continued to look at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan will only be more confused.

The old man knew he didn't understand, or didn't want him to understand at all. Then the old man pointed to the soil, "do you see the maggots in the ground?"

Yang Fan looked at the land, where are there any maggots, "I see." His verbal response was quite the opposite.

The old man nodded and seemed to think that, "when a ladle of dung goes down and everything grows, naturally some small insects are corroded to death. As for maggots turn into butterflies, if they can't find the corroded bodies they live in, those insect bodies can also become the nourishment for their growth. Unfortunately, those small insects live in the ground and suddenly suffer this catastrophe, and they think they have suffered natural disaster."

"You know, without the breath of plants and trees, they can't gather and grow, but plants and trees are the cause of their collapse."

The old man still looked at Yang Fan, "do you think you want to be a land or a maggot?"

Yang Fan could only smile bitterly, "I think I'm just those little insects."

The old man snorted coldly, "boast. The place you come from is just those little insects at most. How dare you call yourself a domain alone?"

Yang Fan has turned pale.

He can't speak. If he doesn't understand the truth at this time, he can't talk about practice.

Heaven and earth are inhumane and take all things as ruminant dogs. Everyone punishes the creatures with heaven and earth robbery. In the final analysis, the robbery is just a ladle of dung in the air. What about punishment.

The destruction of the ant nest can not be a deliberate Revenge of mankind, but mankind thinks it's right.

"I see."

The bitter color on Yang Fan's face is still extremely deep.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. You stay here and I have to pick up some dung." The old man said again.

His voice was silent. He had picked up two barrels, picked up the pole and left the scene.

Yang Fan continued to stand where he was, and the waves in his heart repeated.

Thousands of doors, he knows all kinds of things in the sea, and nothing can bring him such a powerful shock today.