Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

Before I knew it, so many years had passed.

There was emotion in Yang Jian's eyes, and he said with reminiscence: "It's been a long time since I drank soup, and I almost forgot its taste."

"Before dying, I have no regrets to have a taste of my hometown, Xiaotiangou, you have a heart."

He smiled, picked up the packing box in his hand, and then took a breath with a "hula".

I have to say that the heat preservation effect of the packing box is absolutely amazing. The soup is not cold at all. When it flows into the mouth, a strong fragrance suddenly spreads out. His mouth can't hold it anymore. The fragrance directly flows into the mouth. His stomach and facial features made him tremble, as if he had fallen into a river called delicious.

And his tongue, soaked in the soup, seemed to be wrapped in countless soft, flowing juice, with a slightly hot temperature, massaging the tip of the tongue, making him feel intoxicated for a while.

Delicious, so delicious!

Just a sip of soup completely conquered Yang Jian, leaving his mind blank and full of delicious food.

"Google!"

With a slight movement of the throat, the warm and jade-like soup flows down, moistens the throat, passes through the esophagus, is fierce and strong, fills the empty body, and the whole person suddenly feels full.

Immediately afterwards, there was an extremely comfortable feeling, the pores of the whole body seemed to be stretched, breathing.

wow~

Yang Jian resisted not to make a sound, but imitated his voice in his heart.

After a long time, the eyes that were slightly narrowed because of enjoyment slowly opened, and the pupils were full of aftertaste and unbelievable expressions.

Looking at the bowl of soup in his hand, his heart couldn't help but fluctuate.

Is this really a taste of home?

I haven't tasted the taste of my hometown for many years. Has it changed so much?

Damn, such a delicious soup, doesn't it affect my Dao heart? Originally, I was already prepared to make a heroic sacrifice for the Three Realms, but suddenly I couldn't bear to die.

But the next moment, he was taken aback again.

I just felt a stream of heat start to swim in the body, as if there was a breath of energy, and wherever it passed, I felt a burst of relief, and the dissipated strength gradually began to return.

"This, this, this is..."

Yang Jian opened his mouth slightly, looked at the soup in his hand in shock, and then at Xiao Tiangou.

However, Xiaotiangou was also looking at him, nodding slowly, his grape-like eyes sparkling.

Useful, it seems that it is really useful for the owner!

"Good soup, good soup!"

Yang Jian laughed loudly, held the bowl in both hands, brought it in front of his face, and then started to pour it down, without even picking out the bones of the wing tips, and mixed it in his mouth, chewing it a few times Next, swallow them together.

Xiao Tianquan stared at Yang Jian quietly with his dog's head up, with crystal saliva still hanging from the corner of his mouth. When he watched Yang Jian drink the soup without spitting out his bones, he fell into a daze.

It was expecting its master to spit out the bones and taste it, but... there was not even a scum left.

This wave lost.

After eating a bowl of soup, Yang Jian's face suddenly turned rosy, and he felt a surge of heat in his body, which is vitality! The same is mana!

This soup... actually has the effect of healing and strengthening, which has surpassed the so-called innate spiritual root, it is simply miraculous!

fear!

incredible!

How could there be such a magical soup in the world? Could it be that it was cultivated by the way of heaven?

Tiandao is actually a cook?

Because this is so unbelievable, Yang Jian began to think wildly.

"Oh, what a foodie! Tsk tsk tsk, that's all for a bowl of soup? The owner likes it, and so does the dog!"

The sealed person felt amused, and jokingly said: "Yes, this is the last bowl of soup you can eat, so you should cherish it naturally."

In fact, seeing Yang Jian drinking so well, he was still a little uneasy.

Is the soup in this world really delicious? When I get out of trouble, I'll try it first.

Yang Jian looked at the surrounding stone walls, suddenly smiled slightly, and said calmly: "You just said that I have only two options, but in fact... there is one more!"

"Oh? What way? Let's hear it."

Yang Jian's eyes froze slightly, and he paused every word: "I will kill you myself!"

Around the stone wall, mocking voices came out, "Hahaha, are you dreaming, just relying on you now? Could it be that you can't recognize yourself after drinking a bowl of soup."

Yang Jian exhausted his whole life to suppress this person in order to prevent him from escaping, why he only suppressed him instead of killing him, because Yang Jian's strength was not enough.

But... this time is different.

There was a smile on the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, and a stern light shone in his eyes, and his momentum began to soar like a dragon waking up.

At this moment, his temperament has undergone a huge change, from the original Pianpian son to a killing general, the softness is gone, and majesty is replaced by majesty!

The sealed person obviously felt an ominous premonition, but felt ridiculous and impossible.

Yang Jian no longer sat cross-legged, but got up slowly, walked to the side, raised his wrist, and a three-pointed two-edged knife instantly appeared in his hand.

Where he was sitting cross-legged, which was the center of the seal, a figure slowly emerged from the bottom of the mountain, and finally condensed into shape.

But it was an old man in gray.

The old man felt a little unbelievable, looked at Yang Jian, and said, "I didn't expect that you would actually dare to let me out. It's really surprising that the swelling has reached this point."

Although he was still suppressed at the bottom of the mountain, Yang Jian, who was the eye of the formation, gave up at this time, and his suppression power was greatly reduced. Although he did not return to his peak, it was still easy to kill Yang Jian and Xiao Tiangou.

Yang Jian's approach is no different from sending him to death.

Yang Jian's face was stern, and the tip of the gun slowly raised, "Hmph! There are so many things you can't believe!"

"Hoo-hoo--"

At this moment, a gust of wind was blowing towards Yang Jian, blowing his hair uncontrollably, causing Yang Jian's brows to frown immediately.

I couldn't help but look at Xiaotiangou who was blowing the wind, and said, "Xiaotiangou, what do you mean?"

Xiaotiangou immediately closed his mouth and stood up, scratching his head, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

The old man in gray looked on blankly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and said coldly: "I don't have time to watch the performance of your master and servant. For the sake of letting me out, I will give you a good time!"

He killed decisively, raised his hand directly, and the mighty mana puffed up, with flames rising, turning into a huge flaming palm, blasting towards Yang Jian.

After this palm, he stood on the spot, only waiting for Yang Jian to turn into ashes, and he officially broke out of the mountain!

However, a glaring light flashed, like a full moon, from top to bottom, and split the palm of the flame in half. Yang Jian stood there expressionlessly, staring at the old man in gray with cold eyes, and the aura around him was like a turbulent wave. Beat the shore, suppress and go!

Can you actually block my blow?

Could it be that he still hides his strength?

No, not right!

This momentum...

It's the breath of the pinnacle!

"How can this be?!"

The gray-clothed old man's eyes widened, he was shocked by Yang Jian's aura and took a few steps back, his scalp was numb, and his tone changed, "You have recovered your cultivation?!"

His thoughts turned sharply, and he quickly thought of the reason, and gasped, "It's because of that bowl of soup! Impossible, how could a bowl of soup have such an effect, it's simply impossible!"

"you do not need to know!"

Yang Jian's voice was cold, he didn't dare to delay, for fear that something might happen.

The three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand waved lightly towards the old man, and immediately formed a huge blade, which was drawn towards the old man!

"Impossible, it's not true!"

The old man in gray went crazy, he couldn't figure out why.

Under the crisis of life and death, he used all his life-saving means, even at the expense of his foundation, but he has been sealed for so many years, and his strength has long since disappeared. How can he be compared with Yang Jian today.

After struggling for a long time, he was completely wiped out by the sword glow!

Yang Jian looked at the place where the old man disappeared with complicated eyes, and suddenly felt a dreamlike feeling.

The enemy who had troubled him for countless years was gone so easily, and the root of all this was just...a bowl of soup.

Not to mention the dead gray-clothed old man, even he himself feels that this world is too crazy.

Xiaotiangou was not surprised, it was expected, and following Dahei, its vision was already much higher, and it proudly said: "It's too cheap for him to just die like this!"

Yang Jian was extremely solemn, and said in a concentrated voice: "Xiao Tiangou, where did you get this soup?"

"beg?"

Xiao Tianquan shook his head, "I specially packed this soup during a banquet in Tiangong."

"A banquet in the Heavenly Palace?"

Yang Jian took a deep breath, with many thoughts in his mind, he couldn't believe it and said in surprise: "After so many years, Tiangong has become so powerful? Have you started drinking this kind of soup?"

The world is changing too fast too fast.

Yang Jian suddenly felt that he had become a turtle.

"Master, it's Tiangong's banquet, but it's not held by Tiangong, but by a monstrous expert, and this soup is also made by that expert."

When mentioning the expert, Xiaotiangou showed deep awe in his eyes, and then said with pride: "I also recognized a super powerful brother dog, who raised his hand and easily killed the quasi-sage of another world."

Yang Jian realized that the world might have undergone major changes that he didn't know about. The information he knew so far gave him goosebumps all over his body, and something called a craze began to flow all over his body.

A monstrous tall man.

This soup was actually made by someone.

There is also the dog brother recognized by Xiaotiangou, the dog who can kill Zhunsheng...

Anything that challenges his worldview, yet he doesn't doubt everything Roaring Sky Dog says.

He knew that he had to go to Tiangong, but before that, he said to Xiaotiangou very solemnly: "Xiaotiangou, tell me everything that happened after you went out!"

...

Mozu.

The Great Demon King once again knelt on the place where the Demon God was sleeping, with a miserable face.

His eyes were slightly hardened, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and he spit it on a black flame not far in front of him. Suddenly, the black flame burned blazingly, emitting a strong demonic energy.

The Great Demon King showed anticipation, and immediately shouted: "The Great Demon King of the Demon Race, please see the Lord Demon God!"

However, until the flame gradually dissipated, there was still no response.

Not seeing each other for such a long time, not only did the Great Demon King not recover, but he was three points thinner than before, which can be described as skinny.

The originally round face was thinned into a super awl face with prominent cheekbones.

This is the result of his continuous spewing blood and calling the demon god.

However, despite such a huge loss, he still couldn't get any reply from Lord Demon God, and the Great Demon King felt extremely miserable.

"Master Demon God, my demon clan has been bullied by others, and now I don't even dare to do anything wrong outside, it's too miserable!"

The Great Demon King said with grief and anger, "Tiangong and Buddhism were rebuilt, and even Patriarch Minghe borrowed the God-killing Spear, but he didn't intend to return it at all. It's because everyone doesn't take us seriously. Lord Demon God, please wake up and revive our demon clan!"

The Great Demon King couldn't help sighing, feeling aggrieved.

Who would have imagined that the demon clan, who were majestic and unscrupulous, would fall into such a state of despair in such a short period of time. The demon lord died inexplicably, and even the innate treasure, the God-killing Spear, was gone forever.

But at this moment, a demon envoy hurriedly came from outside, and said in a hurried tone: "Master Demon King, Patriarch Styx is here!"

"He still has the nerve to come?!"

The big demon king's eyes sank, then got up, and went straight to the main hall of the demon clan.

Not long after, he came to the main hall and saw Patriarch Minghe sitting swaggeringly on a chair, he immediately snorted coldly and said, "Patriarch Minghe came here to return the god-killing spear of my demon clan." ?”

Although Styx is a quasi-sage, the Great Demon King represents the entire Demon Race, and is backed by the Demon God, so naturally he will not bow down to him.

"That's right." Patriarch Styx nodded, raised his hand, and a pitch-black spear appeared in his hand, placed it on the side table, and continued: "But... I hope you can tell me a information."

The Great Demon King frowned slightly, and said, "What do you want to know?"

"I want to know where the bodies of their two saints, Zhundi and Jieyin, went after Buddhism was destroyed?"