Saint Ancestor of All Demons

On a street in the city of Creation Heaven.

An old man in slovenly clothes, with oily stains on his body that looked like he hadn't been washed for tens of thousands of years, was sitting on the corner of the street. He exuded a strong smell of alcohol. The old man had a disheveled face and a broken bowl in front of him. Wine gourd.

From time to time, he would lick his feet, which had not been washed for thousands of years, put them in front of his nose, smell them, and wipe them on the clothes on his buttocks. People passing by would take a detour when they saw the old man.

Many people walked through the air and turned into rays of divine light to gather at the recruiting place.

"I've been cultivating my battle sword to kill for nine heavens. How can I say that I have no clothes and share the same clothes as my son!"

Such enthusiastic and high-pitched slogans continued to echo throughout the city. Millions of young people and tens of millions of people crowded into major recruitment offices in the city.

The old man looked at these people, took a sip of strong wine, and said lightly: "Young people who are carried away by their passion, how can they know the true cruelty of the battlefield."

The old man moved his body, which had not been moved for many years, and sat leaning against the wall. He sipped his wine and said sadly: "Thousands of ghosts will return to the underworld again. Who will be the god of the wilderness in the next life? I would rather be a peace dog than a troubled world." people."

As he spoke, he poured the wine from the bottle gourd onto the ground. The wine flowed all over the floor, and then he took another sip of wine himself.

At this time, the door of the house he was leaning on opened, and a young and beautiful young woman came out and said goodbye to her parents.

"Xin'er, you must be careful."

"Don't worry, Mom and Dad, nothing will happen to my daughter because she is so powerful. I have always been eager to make a contribution, and now I finally have the opportunity to realize my ambitions and ideals." The woman looked heroic in her regular army armor.

"Don't think about making great achievements, as long as you come back safely."

The two very old people are both from the ancient times. They have reached the upper limit of their realm and their lives will not be long.

Of course, this life is short-lived, and that person can at least continue to struggle for a few hundred more years!

After saying goodbye to her parents, the woman came to the old beggar. With a flash of light in her hand, a large piece of Origin Divine Jade appeared and was placed in the old man's bowl.

"Goodbye, Uncle Beggar. I'm going to fight. Maybe today's dollar will be the money for the last drink I treat you to. Bah, bah, I hope not. Please drink less."

The woman put the Origin Divine Jade in the bowl and smiled at the old beggar. She seemed to be very familiar with the old man.

The old man picked up the piece of Origin Divine Jade, wiped it, and asked casually: "Little girl, which force is coming in? The prehistoric demon country, or the dynasty of the wizard god?"

The woman shook her head and said: "No, it's the forces of Chaos that are about to launch a direct attack on our heaven. It is said that the Lords of Chaos are here."

"Chaos forces, Lord of Chaos!" The old man's dim eyes suddenly flashed with light, but disappeared immediately.

"I'm leaving. I beg you to drink less from now on."

After saying that, the woman turned around and walked away, waving her fists and shouting with excitement and enthusiasm: "I will repair my sword and kill for nine days. How can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with my son, and we brave China to fight against the national calamity together!"

"Lord of Chaos - haha, it seems you can't stay in this place -" the old man stood up, but when he looked at the origin jade in his hand and the leaving figure, he paused again Living.

"But after we leave here, is there such a good place for the old man to ruin it for me?"

"…………"

"Hey - that's okay, little girl, you've treated me to nine thousand three hundred and sixty-five dinners of wine over the past eighty thousand years, just treat me like an old man and I'll pay off your debt."

"Drinking debts are easy to repay, but favors are hard to repay. Favors are easy to repay, but crimes and blame are hard to repay——"

The old man picked up the broken bowl on the ground, put the Origin Divine Jade into his torn and greasy pocket, and chased out, catching up with the woman from before.

"Girl, take me to your military headquarters!"

Yu Sheng Palace.

"Father, the old man you asked me to follow in secret followed one of our female soldiers to the military headquarters. He signed up to join the army and asked to see you by name. Who is this old man?"

Luo Ling came to Luo Yu and reported the old man's situation.

Luo Yu smiled faintly: "It seems that this old guy still can't let go."

Luo Yu looked at the Creation Heavenly City outside and said calmly: "That old man was the first human emperor of the Tiankun Universe, the Holy Emperor of Tiankun. However, in the era when the forces of chaos invaded the major universes, the Tiankun Universe was swallowed up by chaos. He was the only one in the universe who escaped alive.”

"Later on, this old guy became depressed and lived in the wilderness. Finally he came to us, and he has been living in our Celestial City, proclaiming himself a cultivator and drinking and getting drunk every day."

Luo Ling was shocked and said: "A strong man at the level of the Holy Emperor is actually so willing to degenerate?"

The Holy Emperor is a powerful person at the supreme level of heaven and earth. However, some universes have different names. In Chaos, they like to call him Holy Emperor.

Luo Yu looked at him and said calmly: "Whether it is the Supreme Being of Heaven and Earth or the Holy Emperor, after all, they are all human beings, and they are all cultivated by living beings. If they are human beings, they are living beings. When they have feelings, they will reach the limit of their own state of mind. You Why don’t you have the limit of your state of mind?”

Luo Ling was speechless. He knew that no matter what philosophy or principles of life he talked about, he could not compare with his father.

"Then why is he now - what is his purpose?"

Emperor Yu smiled faintly: "Perhaps it is to repay the money for the nine thousand three hundred and sixty-five meals. This person's mood will collapse due to big storms, but he can also be healed by the small things that accumulate in his life. .”

"Ling'er, do you still remember what I often say?"

Luo Ling was speechless, you often talk too much, how could I know which sentence you were referring to.

Luo Yu snorted coldly: "Little bastard, a strong person is stronger than his heart, not just Taoism and cultivation. What do you think the purpose of that guy Fengzi is to torture his son like this? It's just to hone his cultivation. ? What's more important is to temper his will and state of mind.

He has experienced so many ups and downs and ups and downs along the way, what kind of suffering can break his will? I think I should learn from Lao Mu in the future, seal your memory of cultivation, and train in reincarnation for several lifetimes. "

Luo Ling quickly waved her hand and refused: "No, no, no, no. Jun Yi's training method is not suitable for me. I will be killed. I'd better go and help you get started."

"Your Majesty Emperor Yu, an old gentleman strongly demands to see you, and we can't stop him."

At this time, a palace guard from outside came in and reported respectfully.

Emperor Yu waved his hand and said: "Please come in, old gentleman."

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The Yusheng Palace is not that high and lofty. There is a street outside, and it is only separated from the Yusheng Palace by a wall. It is very close to the people. You can throw a rotten egg into the Yusheng Palace.

The most luxurious and majestic palace is Ergou's Junlin Palace. After all, we, Ergou, leave our hardships to our seniors and leave our enjoyment to ourselves.