The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

He Yu asked: "Master Hei, may I ask who the holy king is? He is called a saint, and he is called a king."

Holy king, these two words mean a lot to monks. The names and nicknames of monks are not random, and bearing a name that is not worthy of the name will have an impact on the state of mind.

Monks cultivate their minds, they can't just add a great saint to themselves like ordinary emperors. You can lie to others, but if you lie to yourself, you will have no hope of entering the Tao.

Another name for lying to yourself is a demon.

The holy meaning is the sage who can understand everything, what he says is perfect to the ears, and the pinnacle of the Tao.

The king, the king of the holy.

There is no holy king, but they know that this is a very extraordinary existence just by hearing the name.

The little black man replied: "There is no sage king in troubled times, ancient books record three hundred for sleep, open eyes is troubled times, close eyes is peace."

There is no holy king, and the world is in trouble.

The powerful creatures of heaven and earth in the era of the little black man have basically died out, and they have not been born in the future. In the end, all that remains are plants like food, and all kinds of birds and beasts.

Creatures born with the ability to move mountains and fill seas have never appeared again. But the legends of these existences have been handed down, and the prototypes of many monsters are these creatures.

As a top monk of that era, the little black man naturally knew many secrets. He himself relied on the inheritance of an existence named "Yu" to break through to become a god and get to where he is today.

The technique of teleportation praised by the world is just a poor imitation of this existence.

Hearing these words, all the demons gasped. From this passage alone, they could vaguely understand the horror of this mysterious existence.

The Taoist who refined the corpse asked excitedly: "Doesn't that mean that the world is going to be chaotic? The first place must be Shenzhou. As long as there is enough chaos, we can continue to fish in troubled waters!"

Some people are sad and some are happy, at least they are the kind of evil cultivators who are wanted by China most hope that the world will be chaotic, otherwise they can only hide in this square inch. If it was possible, who wouldn't want to be a power and a blessing in Shenzhou and enjoy the endless spiritual things brought by the first opening of the world.

He Yu's complexion was gloomy. He is not a righteous person, but he still doesn't want Shenzhou to become chaotic.

Invisibly, he has already regarded Shenzhou as the Kyushu of his previous life, and when he really can't get along outside, he can go back and hide his name. As long as there is no killing karma on him, no one will care where he came from and what he did before.

This is a bit like the little black man, both hands and feet are relatively clean.

The little black man shook his head and said, "Have you forgotten that there is still that person in Shenzhou?"

An ordinary Taoist appeared in his mind, and all the demons shook their bodies immediately, and most of their original arrogance disappeared.

The person who spoke just now said with a guilty conscience: "We are still waiting and watching, and we will sail carefully for ten thousand years. Even if it is really messed up and we enter the venue last, it is not impossible to grab the site."

"What the corpse said is very reasonable."

"It's really a compliment."

He Yu didn't want to fish in troubled waters, so he continued to inquire about the Great Wu Shengwang.

"Excuse me, Master Hei, are you facing this Great Wusheng King? Can you run away?"

The word "run" may be an insult to other strong people, but it is a compliment to the little black man. As long as he can run through everything, he is also a strong one against one.

The little black man raised his head slightly, and said with an unfathomable face: "I dare not say the odds, but I can still run. After all, I have run many times in succession in the living immortal hand, and the mere sage king is not worth mentioning." .”

All the demon heads were in awe, especially for the boss of this family.

The exact strength of their master Hei is not clear, but the record is there, and they have indeed escaped from the immortals several times in a row. For example, there was a treasure in the underworld before, and dozens of hundreds of strong men entered Shenzhou, and what they fought was called a world collapse and earth shattering.

In the end, the immortals made a move, and it could almost be said that the entire army was wiped out, only their boss ran back.

"Master Hei's Taoism is unrivaled in the world!"

"It's the so-called natural selection, the winner is the king, and the greatest ability is to survive. No matter how good those people are at fighting? There is nothing we can do about it."

"Indeed indeed."

The people under him are naturally a rainbow fart, so it may lose the style of the past, but the leader likes it. Besides, good things are better than bad things, and there is nothing wrong with flattering.

The little black man is very useful, life is like this, it's not bad to be a chicken head if you can't be a crested head.

At the same time, he secretly thought: The name of Living Immortal is really useful, just mentioning it can suppress these little guys.

Although he is a god, but the group of his opponents have no grace to teach them, and they need some means to convince them. The most effective way is to enhance one's prestige, so that the people under him feel that they have meat to follow.

How to improve prestige?

He learned it from a senior not long ago, and the version answer is alive!

Don't talk about how powerful you are, just say have you ever competed with a fairy? If you are still alive than later, you are strong, and if you have more records, you are strong.

He, the little black man, has gone through a few tricks under the hands of the fairy!

As for others who are stronger than me, the grass on the grave is three feet high, what qualifications do I have to compare with myself?

He continued with an unfathomable face:

"There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. I am just a ray floating between the sky and the earth. When you enter the Tao and understand the sky and the earth, you will know that the sky and the earth are vast, and there are so many strong people, it is insignificant."

Suddenly there was a trance in front of his eyes, and a blurry phantom appeared in his sight, walking towards him step by step.

Passed by all his subordinates, no one noticed.

The little black man's eyes were slightly fixed, and when Xu Ying stood in front of him, he couldn't help but take half a step back. Suddenly the blurry phantom opened its mouth, the shape of the mouth seemed to be saying something.

[Come and pick me up, there is work to do, 37 points]

"I'll go and see if you stay at home, and run away if something happens."

After finishing speaking, the little black man disappeared in place in a flash, and escaped into the void. The demons have long been accustomed to the behavior of their boss coming and going without a trace.

...

The little black man protruded from the void, and had already arrived at a coast thousands of miles away.

A young man is sitting on the reef, wearing a straw hat, holding a fishing rod made of fine bamboo, and a bucket beside him. Two robins stood on his shoulders, clinging to each other.

This person is Mo Luo, the ancestor of the heart demon, and he is considering employment recently. After contacting several officials one after another, none of them were willing to give the town-level treatment.

Even the Yandi Luzon Islands, which have no township level, keep shaking their heads when they hear that they are not in the age of immortality. Being able to provide a rich supply of spiritual objects and spirit stones, when it comes to the power of the town and country level, it will be talked about.

So he decided to slow down for the time being, in the end, he still couldn't hold back his face, and he couldn't use force.

Mo Luo glanced at the little black man, pointed to the two little birds on his shoulders and said, "Look at these two little guys, the first pair of reincarnation dragons and phoenixes at the beginning of the world, after a little training, they can be holy beasts."

The first always has an extraordinary meaning, and the first reincarnation of this world is naturally favored by the heaven and earth.

"Greetings, senior." The little black man offered his hand and saluted, his voice was a little cold, with a trace of guard.

It's nearly 1,500 miles away from my hometown, and even the sound transmission can't transmit it that far. The opponent doesn't know the art of teleportation, at least for now it is impossible to be faster than him.

That phantom can only be seen by himself, it is obviously some kind of hallucination. Coupled with the address of the other party, the little black man suspected the demon Mo Luo had planted for him.

If you are serious, your life may be held in the hands of the other party.

Mo Luo suddenly said with a smile: "Heart is better than things. It is everywhere. As long as it is a living thing, it has a heart. I can plant a heart demon even in this coral reef."

Wow!

With the little black man as the center, a wave of air swept away to the surroundings, and the waves that were set off actually counterattacked the waves, and finally collided with each other to build a wave of more than ten meters.

If the face of the little black man was not covered by his disguise, he must be extremely hideous now.

"Puhahaha, look at you, interesting and interesting." Mo Luo couldn't help clapping his hands and letting out a hearty laugh, as if he had found a toy.

One of his hobbies in life is to play with people's hearts. This hobby has almost formed an instinct, otherwise he would not be able to create a demon. And the most satisfying thing is to play with the heart of the strong, and hold the high-ranking god-man in his hands.

Just when the little black man's aura climbed to the peak and he was about to make a move. Mo Luo suddenly pointed to the sky, and said, "But I didn't plant a demon in you, I swear to Dao. Xiao Hei, I am sincere to you, why are you so nervous?"

"..."

Under the teasing eyes of the other party, the little black man slowly withdrew his breath, and there was nowhere to release the breath in his heart.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was stronger than him, he would definitely draw out his soul. But since he didn't plant a demon in himself, it wouldn't do him any good to turn his face.

He said flatteringly: "Senior's miraculous skills are world-class, so it's no wonder that he can trap immortals for a hundred years. It shouldn't be a problem against that Zixiao Shenlei, right?"

This time it was Mo Luo's turn to froze, did someone pick up the Zixiao Shenlei? If Li Changsheng had the ability back then, he would have walked around.

Fortunately, he had a thicker skin, and said as if he hadn't heard: "It is profitable for me to come to you today? As long as it becomes a cultivation resource worth 10 years of yours, and even allows you to step into the Nascent Soul earlier than others. "

As soon as he heard that it was profitable, the little black man quickly suppressed his unhappiness just now, and his voice became brisk and respectful: "Please tell me in detail, senior. If I can do my best, I will definitely help you."

"You should feel it, Da Wu Sheng Wang."

Looking into the void, Mo Luo could feel the turbid and chaotic aura, even a little bit of ordinary golden elixir would make him go crazy.

"The chaotic world was beaten to death long ago in my time. The accompanying Dawuquan and his body were scraped off by a group of big Buddhas. It is said that he ate it on the spot, and it took decades to end it. Dawuquan has a hundred years of cultivation, and the top It’s due to your painstaking cultivation for two years.”

The speed of reincarnation is different, such as the little black man who transformed into a deity in his previous life. One year is about as much as 50 years in the previous life, and this speed has been maintained until reaching the upper limit of the world.

It is estimated that Yuanying still needs several years of hard work to break through. If he can break through early, he can indeed seize the opportunity.

The little black man folded his hands and bowed his head, and said, "Let seniors order you!"

If you have money, you are a father, and if you give money, you are a father.

"May I ask senior how to get this Great Wuquan? Are you planning to snatch it?"

"No, snatching is inferior to anything." Mo Luo said with a smile: "Later, we will sell favors, a great favor. As long as he gives me a few dozen catties of Dawuquan, we will honor him."

Few people can refuse the follow of a strong person of the same level.

The little black man thought to himself that as long as he took out some regenerable spiritual objects, he would be followed by a strong man who turned into a god, and he would never refuse. No matter whether he can really drive the other party, at least he can face it.

For a powerhouse of their level, sometimes the face is too big.

But isn't this a bit of a fuss?

The little black man said: "I am a sage at best, so it's okay to respect a sage king, but senior...is there something wrong with you?"

After all, Mo Luo is also a holy king, and the mysterious method has just been shown to him, and the little black man is still in a cold sweat until now.

Anyone with a heart can't escape the demons.

It may be true to besiege the immortals for a hundred years...

"You will know after a while, I know this kind of creature who is born to be holy." Mo Luo said with a smile.

Then he released the two robins on his shoulders, so as not to be killed by the aftermath later.

"Let's go, take me up. Based on your understanding of space, you should be able to get there."

"yes."

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Layers upon layers of void, a pool of muddy water with a width of hundreds of miles, is like a vast ocean, this place is already a small world.

All kinds of ferocious beasts are tumbling, and under the influence of the law of the first opening of the world, all the ferocious beasts that can be called by name from ancient times to the present are all revived here.

Turbidity, impure water, the filth of all things.

If Huangquan is just the extreme of yin, then this is the extreme of filth.

Suddenly two figures appeared on the turbid sea, stepping on the grayish-yellow unclear water, an indescribable sense of nausea welled up in my heart.

In the words of the Immortal Dao era, the way they practice is the orthodox Taoism, which is called the clear stream in ancient times, and the turbid stream otherwise.

Turbidity corresponds to evil cultivation.

The water under the feet suddenly became pitch black, and then a huge mouth of the abyss with a diameter of nearly 100 meters protruded, trying to swallow the two of them in one gulp.

Mo Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, and the beast's huge mouth spoke back silently, and it came out of the water again to prop them up.

It was a sea snake covered with red armor, the part sticking out of the water was over a thousand meters long, and it was a golden core demon.

The little black man looked at the bewildered eyes of the beast, and was startled: this golden elixir stage beast was controlled in the blink of an eye, the way of the inner demon is really terrifying.

Mo Luo released a wisp of breath, and his voice was gentle, spreading across the entire small world, reaching the ears of tens of thousands of beasts, shaking the void.

"Mo Luo, please see the Great Wu Shengwang!"

When the sound subsided, the turbid sea suddenly rolled up a vortex stretching tens of thousands of meters, and its area could engulf half of the Liuli Islands.

A huge figure rushed out from it, and a huge shadow enveloped the two of them. When they fixed their eyes, they saw that it was an extremely mighty divine beast.

Four legs and three claws, brown hair, a face like a stone lion, with a white horn on top, eyebrows turned into flowing clouds, and eyes like a big sun.

There is no holy king, and the world is in trouble.

Zhuoshi stared at the two of them with wide-eyed eyes, and an endless and fierce aura surged towards them. The little black man only persisted for a few seconds, then slowly lowered his head.

Mo Luo looked calm, which made Zhuoshi look at him differently.

"What are you looking for, a man named Mara."

The voice is like thunder, not another language, but it is more like a beast's roar, but it can make people understand the meaning.

Mo Luo went straight to the point and said: "Not long after a certain came back, there is no spiritual object that has recovered its strength, and there are enemies outside. Today I came to find a treasure, the Great Wuquan, and if the Great Wusheng King rewards you, I would like to respect you as the king."

Zhuoshi was stunned for a long time, even if he was a little confused.

After a long time, it turned out that you came to ask for help, but your cultivation base is not so humble, right?

"Dawuquan can borrow you, but what are you capable of?" Zhuo Shi leaned forward like a mountain, and an unparalleled sense of oppression hit him.

"I don't accept useless people."

Mo Luo said proudly: "I have fought with immortals for a hundred years."

"Immortal? Where is the sacredness." Zhuoshi became interested.

"The most powerful person in the world."

Hearing this name, Zhuo Shi was stunned for a moment, then his eyes seemed to be on fire, and he asked, "Who is stronger between me and that immortal?"

After being a little transparent little black man, he realized at this moment, it turned out that Mo Luo had this plan!

At first, I thought they were here to ask for a favor, but I didn't expect that they were here to eat the inheritance.