Chapter 19: How to Level Up!

Thundered!

Above the Taiyi Holy Land, suddenly the thunder god made a big move, and dark clouds rose everywhere.

This change broke the festive atmosphere of the Holy Land, and everyone raised their heads and looked towards the palace where the Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord was located.

"Smack!"

The Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord slammed the book shut, his chest rising and falling, and he took deep breaths to calm the turbulent waves in his heart.

Soon, the aura of the Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord calmed down, and the thunderclouds that shrouded the sky over the Taiyi Holy Land slowly dissipated.

Returning the book to Liu Shiran, the Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't tell anyone else about this matter!"

"Master, that ......" Liu Shiran asked.

"Don't ask, don't think, don't speculate!" the Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord made a silent gesture.

"That kind of realm powerhouse is not what we can imagine!"

Hearing this, Liu Shiran gasped.

She had never seen the Heavenly Thunder Saint Lord Lu treat a person so solemnly.

Even the Holy Lord of the Taiyi Holy Land, in the eyes of the Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord, was just an equal.

"The other party appeared in the realm of my Heavenly Thunder Holy Land, and I don't know if it's good or bad!" "The Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord looked in the direction of 100,000 Dafang from afar and sighed.

"However, judging from the current situation, that person doesn't seem to have any malicious intent, and he is a little too good for Wushuang!"

Thinking of this, the Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord groaned and said, "If it's possible, let Wushuang touch it more, but don't show it too obviously, let it be." ”

Liu Shiran nodded, and suddenly understood what his master was thinking.

"Oh, by the way, Master, there is one more thing, the Qilin cub was kept in captivity by that hidden master, and the elders of the Taiyi Holy Land are searching for it in the 100,000 Great Mountains, in case it ......"

"Qilin cub?" the Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Then when the time comes, maybe it will be a good show." ”

"Heavenly Thunder!"

Just as the Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord was talking to Liu Shiran, several cold cheers sounded from outside the palace.

The previous changes attracted many Holy Lords of the Holy Land.

The Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord walked out of the palace with Liu Shiran, looked up at several figures in the air, and hugged his fists apologetically:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the apprentices who failed to train before, are a little excited, please don't take it to heart. ”

Liu Shiran also bowed to several Holy Land Lords at the right time.

"I'll just say, this is the Taiyi Holy Land, what other waves can be turned over!" a burly Holy Lord yawned and waved his hand impatiently.

"Scattered, all scattered, all gathered here, what kind of system!"

Hearing this, several Holy Lords glanced at each other, and the Heavenly Thunder Holy Lord clasped his fists and smiled, and they all dispersed.

"Shi Ran, you go back to the Holy Land of Heavenly Thunder and pass on my message that in the near future, except for Wushuang, no one is allowed to enter or leave the 100,000 Great Mountains. ”

......

The next morning, in the thatched hut of the 100,000 mountains.

Chen Anzhi held a bowl of tofu brain in his hand and groaned in satisfaction:

"Sure enough, only salted tofu brain is authentic. ”

"Boss, I'm done, another bowl!"

At this moment, Mu Ruyi's voice came from behind him.

Chen Anzhi turned around and looked at the mountain of bowls stacked higher than Mu Ruyi on the table, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Girl, are you a rice bucket?

How do you feel that you are not recruiting a maid, but a daughter?

"Alas!"

Chen Anzhi sighed, got up and refilled three bowls of tofu brain, and fed them to Mu Ruyi and the others.

Looking at Mu Ruyi, who was gobbling up, Chen Anzhi shook his head, came to the window, and looked towards the depths of the 100,000 mountains.

The back is deep and melancholy.

Behind him, Mu Ruyi and the three of them looked at Chen Anzhi's back while digging the tofu brains in the bowl.

"What are you talking about, what is the boss doing?" Mu Ruyi asked curiously.

"Where can we know what our predecessors think!" Wangcai ate without raising his head.

"Hmph, you know how to eat, you shouldn't be a unicorn, you should be a pig!"

"What's wrong with being able to eat? Don't you eat one more bowl than me?" Wangcai said disdainfully.

After hearing this, Que Xiaofang turned into a phantom and flew over, pecking Wangcai's head a few times, and then looked at Chen Anzhi, with palpitations in the center of his eyes.

Last night, Chen Anzhi incarnated as a demon god and crushed the phantom of the ancestor she summoned, which is still vivid.

"I guess the seniors must be comprehending the mortal cultivation during this time. ”

"The seniors are already so strong, but they still don't stop practicing, perhaps, this is the gap between us and our predecessors!"

Speaking of this, Mu Ruyi and the three of them looked at Chen Anzhi with even more admiration.

And at this moment, Chen An's heart was in chaos.

"It's a new day again, I wonder if there are any guests coming to the door today?"

"System, what conditions can I achieve before I can move the bookstore out of the 100,000 mountains?" Chen Anzhi asked in his heart.

[The host level is too low, and I have no permission to inform you!]

The cold mechanical sound was as always, which made Chen Anzhi have no heart to complain.

"Alas, when will I be able to walk out of the 100,000 Great Mountain, worship the Holy Land Sect, and become an ordinary immortal cultivator!"

Chen An's heart was full of infinite yearning.

"System, then you can tell me, how can you improve your level?" Chen Anzhi asked without giving up.

[Sell books, calligraphy, sculptures, or complete quests to increase the host level!]

This time, the system didn't refuse.

It's just that for Chen Anzhi, saying it is equivalent to not saying it.

If you want to sell these things, you need customers!

How do you sell it in a place where birds don't poop?

Gotta solicit customers!

Chen Anzhi glanced back at Mu Ruyi and the three of them who were working hard.

Forget it, it's better to count on these three, than to count on pie in the sky.

"I'll go for a walk, don't forget your work!"

Chen Anzhi left a sentence and walked straight to the outside of the thatched house.

......

In the depths of the 100,000 mountains, the only son of a faltering old man walks among the dense forests.

The old man's figure was rickety, his eyes were cloudy, and his chest was constantly rising and falling, as if he had taken a small step, and his body was unbearable.

"Everyone in the world is good at cultivating immortals, and cultivating immortals for seconds, but they don't know the pain of cultivating immortals. ”

"What a tragedy for the Great Dao. ”

The old man finally stopped, leaning against an ancient tree with difficulty, and his old face was full of unwillingness and sorrow.

"If I leave, I don't know if the Taiyi Holy Land will fall?"

"That's it, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, I have lived too long, and I am too tired!"

The old man closed his eyes and felt that the fire of his soul was being extinguished little by little.

However, just when his soul fire was completely extinguished, a warm breath suddenly poured into his body, which actually made his soul fire burn again.

At the same time, a gentle voice sounded in his ears.

"Old man, old man, are you alright?"