Kalimdor continent, Black Coast region.

The weather here is still rainy all day, and it is still business as usual for the World Tree Teldashir and Darnassus, the capital of the Night Elves, standing above the sea level.

The city of Sulamar has returned, continuing to revolve around the World Tree, Teldashir, to which the Night Elves have become accustomed to it.

After returning, Boss Hu continued to be the shopkeeper, and he didn't meddle in any political affairs, either eating and drinking every day, or taking a small Mazha to the Oberdeen Pier in the Black Coast area to sit and fish leisurely, a proper grand master level.

The Titan Star Soul Body is thriving in the core of the planet Sarodar, and compared to Azeroth, a Titan who has many disasters and difficulties to the point of slow development, Boss Hu's state is simply so good that it spirals to the sky.

But out of Lori's cultivation.。。。 Ahem, out of the cultivation of his allies, Hu Feng diverted some of the excess Titan divine power from time to time, and injected it into the core of Azeroth's planet through the ancient god Thousand-Eyed Demon parasitic at the bottom of the Sleeping Tower as a conduit, and every time Hu Feng could feel Azeroth's cheerful mood.

And in return, the Azeroth world's recognition of Boss Hu is also high.

In other words, it's the world's own son of the general trend.,Picking up gold coins on the side of the road is already pediatric.,As long as people are in the world of Azeroth.,Hu Feng's luck is simply a fighter in shit luck.,The kind that can burst out the core orange of a kobold.。。。

It's just that because his titan body has not yet been born, Hu Feng can't comprehend his divine vocation yet.

However, not every Titan has a priesthood, and those who do not have a priesthood are necessarily stronger.

The Dark Titan Sargeras has no priesthood, but he was the chief warrior of the Pantheon before his fall, the number one thug, and the ruthless man who killed the invincible in the universe.

On the other hand, the Pantheon is many times stronger than those compatriots who have priesthood, such as the god of forging, the god of dreams, and the like.

There aren't so many bullshit twists and turns, there aren't so many odd wins, and there aren't so many special abilities and talents, strength is everything.

Of course, if Boss Hu's Titan body can comprehend the priesthood of combat, elemental or magic after hatching and birth, then his strength can be regarded as a shotgun for a gun, and the heifer is upside down, and it is awesome.

At this moment, Boss Hu is sitting on the dock in Oberdeen, a small town in the Black Coast region, leisurely fishing.

Originally, fishing was not popular among the Night Elves, but under the words and deeds of the Divine Venerable, many Night Elves have chosen to go fishing on various seashores in their spare time.

However, some young druids protested against this for a long time, and some new druids born after the war were newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers, and came to Auberdine to persuade the Titans not to take the lives of fish for entertainment.

Hu Feng, who couldn't laugh at this, had to agree, except for a few fish that were caught, and the rest were guaranteed to be put back into the sea, so he sent away the few young druids who looked grateful and emotional.

This is also in the Night Elf society, which makes Boss Hu's image a lot taller.

After all, the upper-level elves used to look down on no one at the top, but now they are led by the approachable Divine Venerable, and they have no arrogant attitude at all.

Moreover, the god of Sarodar himself does not have any gods, and can talk to ordinary Night Elf people, so the view of being close to the people and approachable has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

As for the young druids who were persuaded away by good words, after returning to the country, they even trumpeted the affinity of the god Sarodar and expressed his firm support for the god.

In this regard, Boss Hu also said that the ancestors did not deceive me, and the hearts and rumors of the people were more powerful than the oppression of the sword.

Those young druids who are not afraid of tigers are like scholars who are not afraid of death, and if you put up a fight to suppress them, you will not get any good results.

But if you are kind enough to persuade and put on an approachable attitude, they will be flattered and willingly serve you.

Therefore, within the elves, the cries for pleading with the gods to guard and lead the elves forever have also been high.

Everyone is happy to see that there is a Emperor on top of the current Big Four of the Dark Night Council, especially since this Emperor also likes to mingle with the people.

This kind of cry and loyalty does not come from the incomparably powerful and overwhelming power of the Titan God, but this is also an important factor in it.

But the most important thing is the attitude of the god Sarodar himself.

Tyrants use killing to establish power and convince people with strength.

Mingjun is powerful with his words and convincing people with people's hearts.

Long Aotian's rule is just a conjecture of folk literature, the holy monarch is the best way to punish the heart, and the most superficial strategy is to punish people.

Boss Hu sat on a homemade pony, a palm made of arcane energy tightly grasped the fishing rod, motionless, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

He himself was reading the news from the elven scouts and adventurers, as well as the changes in the world.

Closing oneself off from oneself is never the right path, and only by always paying attention to the world situation, always developing oneself, and keeping oneself open and accepting new things can we always be strong.

One of the pieces of news caught Hu Feng's attention.

A sensing crystal scattered like a mine in the waters of the near continent has found something unusual.

It was a huge sea turtle, and on the turtle's back stood an extremely simple grass house, and it was the style of this grass house that made Hu Feng interested.

It was a house in the classical Oriental style, with wooden walls topped with sloping bricks and four flickering round lanterns hanging from the eaves at the four corners.

And in the open grass house, there is a panda man who looks old.

The pandaman is carrying a wooden staff with a round lantern hanging from the head of the cane, and is dressed in an oriental-style costume.

"Send someone to investigate, contact him in advance, the Pandaria continent is shrouded in fog and nowhere to be found, where did this panda man come from. ”

The elf clipper, who had gone to make contact, soon got the news and came back to report it.

"Lord Divine Venerable, the pandaman claimed to be an adventurer from the Pandaria region, and he said that he wanted to travel the world and that he had not returned to the Pandaria region for a long time. ”

"What's the name?" Hu Feng asked, but he already had the answer in his heart.

"Liu Lang, he calls himself Liu Lang, and his giant turtle is called Shen Zhenzi. ”

Liu Lang and his god Zhenzi...

Having mastered the future of the established destiny, Hu Feng naturally knew the deeds of the two.

The turtle, named Kamiko, is far from growing to the limit at the moment.

After Liu Lang's death, Shen Zhenzi will continue to grow up, and eventually it will be as large as an island floating on the sea.

Lost Island is another name for the true son of God.

And Liu Lang... He's a character.

Thinking of this, Hu Feng stood up and straightened his robe.

"Order, welcome that panda man to the shore, I will go and meet in person. ”