"What? Just hear this? You must know that there are many strange things in this world, there are countless things you haven't heard of, there are countless things you haven't understood! If you want to stand at the top of that world, it is only possible to overcome the fear in your heart!"

"That's a nice word, then why don't you go? Your realm is so high and your talent is so strong, I feel that no one should dare to mess with you, right?" Ye Chen said sarcastically.

"You're just farting, if I have a chance, will it be your turn to be wild here? Forget it, I won't have anything to do with you here! I can tell you, the whole world is stable! You just need to cultivate here with peace of mind, if one day you can beat me, no. If you can fight the drought like this, I will take you down. Pure Yang Daoist thought for a while and said.

"Do you think I can't win the Drought Fish?" Ye Chen said with some incredulity.

"Who gives you the confidence to be able to beat him?" I'm talking about not taking advantage of his obvious weaknesses, pure combat toughness, if you can beat him, I'll eat directly!" said the Yin Yang Daoist with his sleeves rolled up his sleeves and said excitedly. The physical combat power of the Drought Fish has reached an extremely terrifying point, if Ye Chen can do it, he doesn't believe it! Moreover, the Drought Fish is naturally not afraid of any spell damage, and has evolved to this point. It can even be immune to the Five Elements! According to the previous inference, the Pure Yang Dao people know that the Five Elements will cause great damage to zombies! But it has reached this point, and I am afraid that they are already fearless.

"It's very easy to surpass him, maybe I can defeat him next year!I hope you fulfill your agreement!" Ye Chen patted the folds on his body after speaking, and left. The rivers and lakes of the fairy world have a stronger taste, but they are less human. Ye Chen has always felt that rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes, how can they be counted as rivers and lakes without taste? I didn't think much about it before, but now I think it's the truth!

"That storyteller was killed yesterday?" said a one-eyed old man with regret.

"Aren't you dead? He actually dares to arrange the leader of the Blood Alliance! But his story sounds really exciting! I don't know if those things are true or false, although the leader of the Blood Alliance is not a righteous man, but I heard that he is also a benevolent and righteous person, so he would not do such a thing?" said a poor old scholar next to him with a sigh. The two of them walked down the street as if no one had seen him, and the carriage even passed past them.

"I'm going to go to that Buddha Sect tomorrow, I wonder if you old guy dare to join me?" said the old scholar, who straightened up his robe.

"What am I going to do with you? I don't have any sects, so these little things don't have the sect and see what they want to do! Fairy Sword is a good place, but it's not a place to retire! I won't make a move until the next time the eternal night comes, you'd better go and learn the closed-mouth meditation of the Buddhist sect." If that round of black sun hadn't been broken, even the last pure land in this immortal realm would have been lost. The old beggar wiped it, picked up a bun from the ground, took a bite and said.

"You're so quiet, what about the apprentice you took in a few days ago? He took out a worn-out notebook and a bald brush, wrote a chicken leg on it, and put it away contentedly, as if it were very precious.

"That kid is a talent, but it doesn't seem to be of much use at the moment. To be honest, her physique seems to have exceeded this world, if she cultivates well, maybe it won't be a problem to protect the fairy world in the future. I'm afraid that kid won't be happy. The old beggar touched his nose and said. A few days ago, he went to the Burial God Mountain to find Kunpeng to make a move, but when he arrived at the place, he found that the golden-winged friend had changed his physique. Originally, he was a little disappointed, but he ran into a drought. So he spent a huge price to build a statue of his own in the Burial God Mountain. An extremely sloppy old man, holding a chicken leg bigger than himself. Originally, the drought was extremely resistant, but the Golden-winged Dapeng gave him a look, so he endured it, disgusting and did not resist him.

"Boy, if someone attacks the mountain in the future, if you can't stop it, you will kowtow directly to this statue!" the old man patted the dry man with satisfaction. Naturally, he saw an enchantment established by the Pure Yang Human, but he didn't think that he could rely on this thing to survive the catastrophe after burying the Divine Mountain in the future.

The two old men continued to walk, and a man in front of him walked over with a plate of large chicken legs with an expressionless face. The old beggar immediately threw away the steamed bun, scooped up the chicken leg and began to gnaw on it.

"Have you gone to see the so-called Heavenly Evil Lone Star?" the old beggar wiped his hands with a satisfied expression. As a result, when he turned around, he found that when the old scholar was holding a huge braised pork leg and gnawing vigorously, his face turned black in an instant.

"I haven't seen it, look at what he does, and he won't give me money. That kid in Mochizuki Tower has always been a psychopath, and he actually wanted to pull out all of us old guys last time!" said the old scholar with a sneer. Although Mochizuki Tower has always had the responsibility of ruling the world, it has never done anything to guard the world! No one has been dicking them since seventeen in the morning, let alone now?

"That's right, but are you sure you really won't accompany me to see it?" asked the old scholar with a serious face.

"If I don't go, I still have something to do, how can I accompany you every day to do these idle things? And those old guys in the clothes are not vegetarians, I don't want to be blown up by them!" the old beggar drew a circle on the ground after speaking.

The ruins of the gods, he is now bound to get it. Ye Chen now clearly knew that if he didn't go, the so-called Heavenly God Ruins, maybe he would really not be able to go down for more than ten years! The Heavenly God Ruins, the real masters that Ye Chen could receive at the moment were the so-called Golden Winged Dapeng and Pure Yang Dao people. According to them, the so-called ruins of the gods are worth visiting, which proves that there is indeed something real inside!

"Boy wants to go to the ruins of the gods?" an old beggar came out of an unknown place. It was as if he had come out of the void, and as if he had been waiting for him there.

"Who are you?" Ye Chen asked as he looked at the old beggar vigilantly. He said that his so-called defense may not be worth a penny in front of this old man, but he can't be slaughtered by others.

"I don't care who the old man is, I just want to ask you if you're going?" said the old beggar with a smile.

"The old man's question is indeed a bit redundant, so I naturally want to go. Does the old man have a way?" Ye Chen asked respectfully.

"I have a way, but why should I tell you?" said the old beggar, pouting.

"Then the senior still wants to rest here?" Ye Chen asked. There are unusually fat fish by this stream, but they have some hearts, but this is nothing in Ye Chen's opinion. With some methods from previous lives, you can naturally get rid of the fishy.

"Naturally, you want to rest here for a while, why are you leaving?" said the old beggar, washing his face.

"Not really, sir. Ye Chen said.

As soon as he caught a fat fish, he was caught by Ye Chen. Cooking wine cumin peppercorns, a set of ingredients with this fish grilled, the fresh fragrance is completely locked in it! The fragrance is simply the best in the world, the old beggar can bear it at first, but after a while he began to swallow saliva.

"Didn't you kid waste all your cultivation to food?" said the old beggar with a glare.

"Sir's words are not right, although he studied it when he ate. I still haven't fallen behind in my cultivation, do you want to come some, sir?" Ye Chen said with a smile.

"That's what you're waiting for!" The old man, like a gust of wind, instantly floated to Ye Chen's side and took the fish.

Ye Chen kept taking the test over there, and the old man kept eating the fish in the river here, and he had already been eaten up by the two of them with their great powers!

"Old man, I ate your fish, so I naturally want to repay your kindness. If you want to go to the ruins of the Tianshan Mountains, there is only one way. After eating, the old man picked his teeth and looked at Ye Chen with slanted eyes.

Ye Chen didn't answer his words, just looked at him straightly, and the old man was silent for a while, feeling a little bored.

"Okay, let's tell you directly, the ruins of the gods of the gods, you can go and participate in the Sanren competition. Of course it's very simple, if you can afford to kill all the remaining scattered people. Naturally, you can become cannon fodder to enter the ruins of the gods. The old man picked his nostrils, washed his hands in the stream by the river, and left.

"Ruoxuan, if you want to get the quota to enter the Angel Ruins this time, you have to fight your way out of the encirclement in this sect competition! It's not that the master won't help you, it's just that this time it's true, there's no way!" the old woman said helplessly.

"The master is serious, and he can naturally beat it. Senior brothers and sisters will definitely let me, besides, I can't go this time, is there a next time?" Niu Niu said with a smile. But this time she can't use the ultimate move, if she shows the immortal demon body, I'm afraid it will cause endless trouble. If you enter the ruins of the gods, this immortal demon body can naturally be opened!

Ye Chen found a larger capital and inquired. The so-called Sanda Dabi is just recruiting cannon fodder, and the old beggar said that he could go in by killing all the people who participated, which is a bit strange. Since you are looking for cannon fodder, the more the better!

"It's a little strange, the old man should be the so-called Dao Law Nature, the realm of the unity of heaven and man, right?" Ye Chen said with squinted eyes.

When he turned his head, he found an old scholar standing behind him, with white hair pinned to his waist and a huge book bag on his back.

"Hello old man, what is the matter with the old gentleman?" Ye Chen asked. This old scholar made Ye Chen think of Confucianism for the first time!

"How do you know I'm looking for you?" there are so many people on this street, and anyone I stand in the middle of this can be the person I'm looking for!" said the scholar.

"No one on the street saw Mr., only Mr. below, and he must have wanted me to see him. Ye Chen said smugly.

"You little slippery head, I don't know what you think of this world?" the old scholar took out a desk and began to play the piano.

"How is the world?, you want to ask me how the world should be?" Ye Chen said with a smile.

"It can be understood in this way, what do you think the world should be?" The scholar began to play the piano, and the sound of the piano was very elegant, enveloping the entire city.

"The road trip, the world is for the public. Ye Chen thought about it and directly applied a sentence from the previous book.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the old scholar looked at Ye Chen with a dull expression, he really didn't expect this little guy to say such words.

"Sir, don't you think it's wrong?" Ye Chen asked suspiciously. This is what Kong Sheng said, does this product dare to question it?

"No, I just think you're a talented kid. Then what do you think of a person's life, how does she behave in the world?" the scholar asked.

"The golden mean, but I think people still have to be enterprising!" Ye Chen thought for a while and said. In fact, he felt it as early as the beginning of his practice.

"You are a manufacturable material, so let's do it, and the Confucian Treasure Book will be placed here for you. If you have the idea to practice, you can practice, and if you don't have the idea to practice. You just put it aside, and if one day you feel that someone has reached what you have said, you will give him the book!" said the old gentleman and left. This time, it is really unlikely that he will survive. Even if you practice the Silent Mouth Meditation, at that time, you may not be able to blow away the eternal night with one move. If you use that trick, you will inevitably die!

"The gods are in the world, the heavens are in the mountains, the pigs and dogs are not as good, and they are ...... in the sky" The old gentleman sang and walked away. But the people on the street were as if they had not heard of it.

The Sanda people all gathered in Tianhe City in the Central Region, a giant city surrounded by a big river, with countless masters. So he knows more things, and Ye Chen listens to some of the stories told by these Jianghu people in the teahouse every day. Some things are just made up.

"The Sanda Contest will start tomorrow! I don't know how many people will die this time, I heard that the outcasts of the Heavenly Academy are going to participate as well. A group of people were talking about it, entering the ruins of the gods, and the one who could come back alive must be the pride of the day!

"Whatever, these people are all going to die! According to me, I'm afraid that the attempt of the academy that day really got the inheritance of the Demon Sect! But the people of the Demon Sect will definitely find a way to win him, and this time the Sanda must be a one-man play!" said a small man.

"No matter, anyway, this time Lao Tzu is going to give it a try! Either die at home, or die on the way to struggle! Lao Tzu is not this kind of wreck that dies at home!" said a muscular battle maniac.

Ye Chen sneered, these sects wanted to scatter people with great luck to go to the Heavenly God Inner Demand to probe the wind. So no, just a few people. This big man wants to try his luck, and he still knows something.

(End of chapter)