Opening a bottle of wine, Pol took a sip, and then handed the wine to the old man, intending to let the old man spit out all the stories he knew about the spirit demon with the strength of the wine.

The old man took the wine but didn't drink it, took out a small bowl casually, poured the wine in his hand into the bowl, and then handed the bowl full of wine to the little white dragon.

The little white dragon sniffed with his nose, as if he smelled the aroma of wine, his two big eyes flashed, his tail was cocked and his legs landed on the ground, and his two little claws held the wine bowl and began to pour wine into his mouth.

"I'll rub it, won't it!" Pol was surprised.

Pol really didn't expect that he had only been away for a few days, and the little white dragon had followed the old man to get into the habit of drinking, looking at the expression of the little white dragon drinking, Pol could tell that the little white dragon was also fond of wine now, and the appearance of drinking was a little similar to the old man.

Soon the little white dragon drank the bowl of liquor, swayed his steps, and came to Pol with the bowl hanging from his mouth, with a slightly hazy feeling in his eyes, it seemed that the little white dragon was still unsatisfied.

Pol half-squatted in surprise, pointed at the little white dragon with his finger, and said discoloredly: "This ..... What's the situation....."

The old man continued to pour the bowl on the little white dragon's mouth full of wine, and looked at Pol with a proud look and expressed to Pol: That's right, the little white dragon just likes to drink, and has already obtained my true inheritance.

Seeing that the old man continued to fill the bowl with wine, the little white dragon grinned with a big mouth, and sniffed the wine again, and Hala had already flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

The sight in Pol's eyes never left the little white dragon, and then the old man interrupted: "Pol, you don't have to worry about the little white dragon, I have quit drinking, let the little white dragon drink my wine instead of me, this little beast is very sensible, during the time I quit drinking, I would give him two bowls of wine at every meal." ”

"Why give him wine, the little white dragon is just a baby dragon, uncle"

The old man pondered for a while, and immediately explained: "Pol, the growth and maturity of the divine beast is very fast, not to mention that this is still a divine beast that is difficult to find for a hundred years, this little divine beast is very smart, constantly learning knowledge from us, and its resistance is stronger than ours, just drink some wine, don't worry, it's okay." ”

Pol was skeptical, even if he didn't believe it, there was nothing wrong with it, but it seemed that the little white dragon should not have a big problem drinking, since the old man had already said this, Pol had no intention of going forward to stop it.

"Uncle, you just said about the Dark God, can you talk more carefully." Pol looked at the old man hungrily, quietly waiting for the old man's story.

The old man rolled up his sleeves, and gently smoothed his shawl white hair back with his right hand, since Pol was so interested in these things, he planned to explain everything he knew to the young man in front of him without hesitation, and knowing Pol was also a kind of fate.

"Pol, the celestials and people are all composed of gods, they all live in the god capital, and there is a god among them, he is the dark god - Pan Sha, and Pan Sha is the leader of the current spirit demon, and he also created the spirit demon."

Did God create a spirit demon? Pol was a little confused, he just knew that in the current society, God is a direct part of heaven and man, and it is sacrosanct, and the subjects of any country, including the king, must kneel when they see God, which is also one of the laws promulgated by heaven and man that all countries must respect. Violators will be dealt with as treason, but why would the spirit demon have anything to do with the gods? Pol didn't understand, and holding the bowl was a sip of spirits.

The old man seemed to have expected Pol's doubts, and seeing Pol drinking the wine so refreshingly, he really couldn't help it, and the alcohol addiction was also hooked out by Pol, and he snatched Pol's wine jug, and he planned to make an exception today.

After taking a sip, the old man put down the wine, ready to solve Pol's doubts, so he said: "Pan Sha, in the past, was a god with very strong talent and ability among the celestials, but Pan Sha was a little ambitious at that time, and wanted to be the ruler of the gods, the god king, but ....... ”

"But what's wrong?" Pol said anxiously.

"But at that time, the three executive officers of the gods of the Shendu unanimously rejected Pan Sha, thinking that Pan Sha's qualifications were too young and he did not have the ability to take charge of the Shendu, so Pan Sha left the Shendu, and began to use his own techniques to confuse some souls who had not entered the soul tower, and formed a force of his own."

When Pol heard this, he seemed to understand why the spirit demon appeared in the world, and it turned out that the culprit of everything was the dark god - Pan Sha.

"Uncle, then why did Pan Sha create a spirit demon?"

Speaking of why Pan Sha wanted to create a spirit demon, the old man himself felt that this matter was more like a joke, "According to legend, there are six spirit beads in the world, of course, there is no record in the history books, and I just got the words from my previous generation, whether it is true or not, I don't know, but it is said that the person who collects the six spirit beads will open a golden spirit box buried in the tomb of the immortal trace in the divine capital, and the spirit box contains the secret book of the gods and a spirit pill, but what is the effect of the secret book and the spirit pill, I don't know, and I haven't heard of it." ”

Spirit box? Elixir? The secret of the gods? Pol was a little excited, he felt that these things were as tempting as mysterious treasures, and his mind kept fantasizing about the appearance of these items, although he didn't know what these things were, but he felt like a good cow, and it seemed that if he got these things, he could become the most powerful man on the road to Edranda.

After Pol came back to his senses, he seemed to find that the old man's answer was a little inconsistent with the question he asked, and before he could speak, the old man preemptively said: "The spirit demons made by Pan Sha himself are not very common, they are different from ordinary spirit demons, they have thinking and consciousness, and their combat ability is also easy to defeat the spirit demon master above the seventh layer, and now those spirit demons are not made by Pan Sha himself, they are all some spirit demons made by the spirit demons of the spirit demons." ”

The old man continued: "The reason why Pan Sha created the spirit demon is that he only wants to create panic in the society, so he creates trouble for the gods in the divine capital, after all, the ultimate ruler of the society is still the gods, so that he can create more time for himself to find the legendary six spirit beads and open the spirit box in the tomb of the divine capital. ”

Pol finally understood that Pan Sha's purpose in creating the spirit demon was just to create some panic in the society, so in exchange for more time to find the six spirit beads.

Since this is the case, Pol hates Pan Sha a little, this god creates spirit demons for such a little selfish gain, didn't he think that just because of his little selfish interests, he has caused so much trouble and death to all countries in society?

After the old man said this, the image of God in Pol Pol's mind seemed to have been subverted, and Pol touched a glass with the old man and the little white dragon, and took a sullen sip of wine.

"Pol, in fact, you don't understand, even if Pan Sha created the spirit demon, it didn't cause much trouble to the gods in the god capital, the gods don't care about the life and death of mortals at all, they are all selfish and ruthless, and they only have themselves in their eyes." The old man was a little hesitant to say this, after all, Pol was still a child, and he didn't want him to have any subversive views on world values, but reality is reality after all, not to mention that he plans to reveal his heart to Pol without hesitation today.

"Huh?" Pol raised his head, one eye off the wine glass, and the other looked at the old man, "Old man, then why do we respect them?" ”

The old man laughed disdainfully, and his appearance was slightly similar to that of a madman, very bohemian, and his rough laughter was mixed with undisguised arrogance to the rules of the world.

"Respect them? I didn't! The old man said proudly: "Those who respect God are because the people around them respect, and the social atmosphere tells them that God should be respected, so no one dares to stand up, but Pol, tell me, what do you get from God?" What have you benefited? ”

Pol thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he really didn't benefit anything from God, and God also used rules and regulations to restrain the behavior of the people of every country, such as raising a little white dragon himself. The more I think about it, the more hateful it becomes, raising a divine beast is still a capital crime. I really don't know who the Divine Beast has harmed and who it has hurt.

At this time, the old uncle's thoughts have begun to imperceptibly affect Pol, under the influence of alcohol, Pol actually opened his mouth and scolded: "These beasts, they are still qualified to be called gods, they are really not as good as pigs and dogs, and one day when there is a chance, Lao Tzu will definitely destroy them all." ”

Although the old man drank, but when he heard Pol's words, he was stunned, the old man has been walking the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he has never heard any words of insulting God, today he heard it, and he still heard it from the mouth of a milky young man, an indescribable freshness kept colliding with the old man's heart, and he really couldn't express this feeling, the old man could only look up to the sky and laugh again, and a series of laughter kept echoing in the empty valley.

Pol is still young, I don't understand how serious the consequences of what he just said, if he said this sentence in public, no matter which country, it is estimated that no one will dare to talk to Pol after Pol says this, because within three minutes, Pol will be arrested by the officers and soldiers of the Elemental Country, and will be killed directly on the spot for treason.

"Pol, don't say this kind of thing again in the future, only you know, I know," the old man pointed to the little white dragon again, and whispered: "And this little beast that can't speak human words knows, otherwise if it is known by others, we will both be dealt with for treason, and when the time comes, our heads will fall to the ground." ”

"But I'm telling the truth!" Pol touched the back of his head.

Seeing that Pol's young man was not more troublesome, the old man was once again laughed at by Pol, but because of this, the old man seemed to like Pol even more today.