National Magician: I Am The Only Immortal Cultivator

The Demon Eye Demon King is an ambitious demon. The Demon Emperor back then could replace the Heavenly Dao, so how could he not have the possibility of becoming the Demon Emperor.

It's time for the demon emperor who has sat for so long to step down!

The ambition in the demon king's heart is constantly expanding, but the rock demon king and ice demon king beside him don't know it.

What they still think about now is how to face the gods of the Western Regions of China, and what are their chances of winning.

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Outside the villa area where Ye Feng lived.

Ye Feng was sitting on a chair in the yard, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, watching anime, the smoke was lingering, and life was so pleasant.

He is really too lazy to care about the way of heaven now, he does what he likes and cares about his own dick.

If he is unhappy, even if he spoils the situation, the other party will have nothing to do with him.

And when Ye Feng was sitting on a chair in the yard and smoking leisurely, an old man in very cheap clothes riding an old black and gray bicycle came to the front gate of the yard at some point and was standing at the gate and looking inside.

"That young man who smokes, are you from the Eastern Region?"

Hearing this, Ye Feng raised his head and looked outside the door at the plainly dressed, somewhat bald old man, who was taken aback for a moment, and then asked suspiciously:

"What's your name?"

"You can just call me Mr. Ma. Are you from the Eastern Region?"

"Well, my name is Ye Feng, I just came from the Eastern Region with my friends not long ago, what do you need from us?"

Ye Feng couldn't turn his head around, and others couldn't see it, but he could tell that the "uncle" in front of him was not only not an ordinary person, but also a serious god.

But Ye Feng really couldn't figure out why the image of the gods exploded like this? !

"It seems that I have gone the right way. Open the door, young man. I am looking for you for something."

"What if I don't open the door?"

"Then I'll flip in."

After Ma Sanye finished speaking, he made an appearance that he wanted to climb over the wall and come in.

Seeing this situation, Ye Feng was speechless, this god is really... down to earth...

Opening roads in the mountains, building bridges in the water, turning bad luck into good luck, responding to every request, the black donkey, the third master, the third general.

This is a very popular saying in some parts of the Western Regions, and the protagonist in it is Ma Sanye.

Ma Sanye, Ma San General, is different from other gods, he is not made up, but because of his generosity in helping others, helping the poor, reaching others, and other people's thoughts, commonly known as doing more good things, typical good people, deeply loved by others. People love him.

They were enshrined after death and received incense from the common people, and the stories were widely circulated. Because the prototype is very real, the image of the gods produced is very down-to-earth.

However, such a local god has a very domineering name.

Gangu Fangshen.

While Ye Feng was thinking about the legend about Mr. Ma, this man had already pushed his old bicycle into the villa through the opened gate.

"Master Ma, where's your donkey?"

Ye Feng couldn't help asking the question he wanted to know the most now, but Ma Sanye said helplessly when he heard the words:

"Don't let the donkey ride, how can people ride a donkey on the roads in the world now, there is no way, I can only let my donkey become what it is now."

After Ma Sanye finished speaking, he shook the bicycle.

Good guy, you are really a good god who keeps up with the times, knows the law and abides by the law.

Ye Feng couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, but Ma Sanye kept looking Ye Feng up and down at this time, then smiled and elbowed him on the chest and said:

"I heard from other gods that you beat Tiandao, tell me how it feels, I have long wanted to beat that dog, but unfortunately I have no chance, and I don't have the strength, alas~"

After speaking, this man let out a long sigh.

Not only sighed, but even took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, after lighting it, he inhaled and opened it.

What's more, he still held Ye Fengyan, Ye Feng's fire, and his movements were extremely skillful.

In the legend, Ma Sanye was an old smoker, and even the tributes that the people gave him were tobacco.

Who said there are no smokers among gods?

Ye Feng looked at Ma Sanye who was lowering his figure for the god, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

And Ma Sanye seemed to realize that he came here to do business at this time.

He exhaled the smoke from his mouth and said to Ye Feng:

"Ye Feng, I'm here today to do something. The situation in the Western Regions is very miserable. Many gods have lost their consciousness and only their power is left. Although these powers can make gods envoys, there are fewer people in the Western Regions, and even fewer people meet the conditions. .”

"so what?"

"I heard that among the four of you, except for you, each of you has the qualifications to become messengers of the gods. The talent is secondary, and the main thing is good character. I just have a few places here."

Ma Sanye rarely showed a serious look on his face, but Ye Feng frowned and sighed after hearing this:

"You are one step too late."

"What's the meaning?"

"Han Yi has the divine power of hearing truth in his body, Li Mubai has the ancient Loulan star god and the earth treasure divine power, Wan Tianle has the divine power in his body is secondary, anyway, don't try to make up your mind about these three people."

Ye Feng patted Ma Sanye on the shoulder, as if if only you had met us earlier.