Two small children are eating with relish in the inn. This attracted many onlookers from literati and chivalrous.

Qiu Zhengshan ordered soju, drank cup by cup, and drank until his face was ruddy and satisfied.

"Little fat man, a lot, have a drink with my grandfather, and find you a little daughter-in-law. A strong man with five big and three thick laughed and said with a smile, his martial arts lines were faintly visible in the sleeve cage, and he was a martial artist in the Winning Realm.

"Huh. Qiu Zhengshan took a look, with the cultivation of his ancestors, this strong man already knew how many catties and taels he had, and he was not interested in drinking with him.

"Why, look down on me?" asked the strong man, pretending to be angry.

Qiu Zhengshan didn't answer, closed his eyes slightly, and the tip of his tongue overflowed with the wine called osmanthus brewing, tasting it carefully.

"Hahaha. The strong man was stunned for a moment, then looked around at everyone, laughed heartily, and praised.

"This doll has a personality, he will definitely rise to the top one day, this bowl of wine, I will do it first as a respect!"

Jun Twelve was extremely hungry, and he consumed a huge amount of physical strength and energy to rush to the level, and at this time, he was like a demon possessed, and he didn't feel full after eating two catties of beef.

The diners in the store were eating just right, and there was a loud noise outside the store, like a wild cow galloping.

There was a "bang", like a heavy object hitting the threshold, and the whole building shook.

"Shopkeeper, come out!" shouted a young man in a standard sweatshirt as he stepped on the door.

Hearing this, the sound of hurried footsteps came from upstairs. Step, step, step, the fat shopkeeper with a round body bent over and appeared in front of everyone.

"This uncle, what's wrong?" the fat shopkeeper asked in a low voice.

"Something's wrong!" said the young man, staring at the shopkeeper with angry eyes.

"The temple got the news that there is a sword thief hiding in your inn. You should know what this means, right?!" The young man grabbed the collar of the fat shopkeeper, he was one head taller than the fat shopkeeper, and at this time, the fat man of two hundred pounds directly left his feet off the ground.

"Master, this is just a small cigarette shop, where there is a sword cultivator? These days, the small shop is no longer able to make ends meet, and it really can't take out the incense money. The fat shopkeeper didn't dare to be sad.

"Hmph, you can't hand over the sword thief, you don't have to open this shop anymore!" the young man looked around contemptuously, his disdain overflowing.

Jun Twelve put down the chopsticks in his hand, a little angry. The world is big, what is more important than eating, his grandfather is always talking, eating without words. Eating is a rare happy thing, how can there be such a disappointing person.

The diners all around were displeased.

"It's time for dinner, why don't you come in and sit down. The shopkeeper, another meal of the same food, is also good to entertain this one. The strong man said.

The young man came by prestige and saw that he was just a Origin Martial Artist.

"Entertain, what qualifications do you have to entertain me?"

The young man rushed forward, looking at this posture, he had the intention of making a move.

The young man slapped his palm, driving the brilliance to fade.

Everyone was shocked, this is the monk after the star, he is a person on the sacred path, and he is incomparable!

"The mysteries of heaven and earth, dare to show off in front of your grandfather?" said the strong man angrily, raising a fist, and the wind was blowing. Gangfeng faced the spiritual power of the enemy heaven and earth, and with a bang, the seat under the strong man fell apart, and even the food plate with the surrounding diners also collapsed. Jun Twelve's seat was not far away, which would have been affected, but it was easily resolved by Qiu Zhengshan.

The power of the wisps of stardust was shocked by this strong man.

"Winning the championship?" The young man didn't expect that the rugged middle-aged strong man in front of him turned out to be a martial artist who had reached the pinnacle, there were not many such people, and everyone could command the world and use martial arts before the mystery of heaven and earth arose.

"What about winning the championship? Those who disobey the temples of the gods have only one end, and life is better than death!" The young man lost his mind for a short time, and then he was full of confidence. What kind of place is the Temple of the Gods? It was created by the young emperor, and it is dedicated to the gods in the hearts of the young emperor. That is the sacred of the sacred, just ask who in the world dares to be disrespectful!

When the strong man heard this, his momentum dropped by a few points. The temples of the gods are too mysterious, even if he is full of righteousness, he does not dare to talk nonsense, he has some scruples, because there are really too many believers in the temples.

"What kind of god is it to oppress the people?" the strong man asked in a cold voice.

"How can we oppress, we have been ordered to come, and what we are doing is to catch the sword thief who steals the secret of heaven and earth, and the righteous cannot be worse. The young man said.

"Therefore, there is no so-called sword cultivation here, sword cultivation has been extinct for twenty years, if you want to find sword cultivation, go to the dark corridor to find it!" said the strong man.

What is the dark corridor? The Dark Corridor was created at the time of the rise of the myccans of heaven and earth. Mysteries are sacred, and darkness means endless evil. It was a hellish area, where there was no light all day long, where countless people were lost and in eternal darkness.

"I said yes, yes, do you want to question the authority of the temple?" the young man was just a daily thing, and he didn't expect to encounter a hard bone, and he had to bite the bullet at this time.

"What temple?" Jun Twelve asked in his heart, he had never heard of this place, and at this moment he suppressed his anger and wanted to know more about it.

"It's a long story, all planets with splendid civilizations, without exception, have a temple or temple-like place. It enshrines gods unattainable in the world, ancient and mysterious, who have stepped into the abyss and are companions of the heavens and stars. "Black Mist. It couldn't help but sigh, after all, it was a step too late. It seems that the young emperor has already had contact with people from outside the heavens, and the establishment of the temples of the gods is nothing more than the docking of beliefs. When the Heavenly Path opens, those who are protected by the temples on this planet will be easily accepted by those beyond the heavens because of the same faith. And the elders in the temples of the gods, those ancestors of the first sect can naturally get ahead and rank in the immortal class.

"Is this how God oppresses mortals as he pleases?"

"It's just a matter of deceiving the world and stealing a name. The black mist said quietly, in its eyes, the farce in front of it was just a trivial matter.

The young man and the strong man had a quarrel with each other, and the young man was unknown, and he couldn't get any evidence that there was a sword thief here, so he had already lost money.

The fat shopkeeper next to him begged bitterly: "The two masters, both of them are discouraged." It's all a misunderstanding, in a few days, I will definitely send incense money to the temple. ”

The four hands were staggered, the strong man's eyes were cracked, and the young man showed a painful look on his face, and he did not say a word.

"Hehehe, what's the situation, such a big movement?" a shrill voice came, and a white step stepped into the store. A middle-aged man with a pale face and a fancy dress in his hand walked in.

"Heavenly Master!" the young man shouted anxiously when he saw someone coming.

"Got it, got it. Isn't it just a winner, it's not that I haven't killed it back then. ”