Chapter 1071 - Restaurant (Page 1/1)

Most cultivators are quiet and don't like to be lively, especially when they are cultivating, so the style created by this restaurant fully meets the selection criteria of cultivators.

When he arrived at the guest room, Li Changsheng smiled slightly and asked, "Xiao Er, we are new to this place, and we are not very familiar with this place, so I want to ask, what kind of boundary is this?" ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he smiled and said, "Dare to ask the two monks, where did they come from?" ”

"Ming Wangfu!" Li Changsheng responded.

"Oh......" The shopkeeper suddenly realized, and hurriedly said: "This is the realm of the twelve heavenly gods, I don't know the monks, have you heard of it?" Since you are from the boundary of the Ming Palace, it is not far from here, you should know it clearly, right? ”

"The Twelve Heavenly Gods?" Li Changsheng frowned slightly, a little incomprehensible.

The shopkeeper looked at his expression, and he had doubts in his heart, and said: "These twelve gods are the descendants of the Indian god Shiva, there are twelve of them, of course, there are legends that say that these twelve gods are actually manifested by one person...... The realm of the twelve heavenly gods occupies a radius of 23,000 li, which is twice as large as the realm of the Ming Palace! ”

"Oh?" Li Changsheng said: "The realm of these twelve heavenly gods is so vast, so to speak...... Presumably, the strength of these twelve heavenly gods is also very good? ”

"That's nature!" The shopkeeper smiled "haha", as if he was a little disdainful of Li Changsheng's words, and said: "Shiva, that is the highest god of Hinduism, ethereal outside the world, wandering between heaven and earth, it is difficult to see...... Not to mention anything else, just his descendants, these twelve heavenly gods, have a lifespan of 80,000 years, and their strength is even more extreme, to put it mildly...... The reason why the realm of the Ming Wangfu has not expanded for thousands of years is because his boundary is the territory of the twelve heavenly gods...... The four masters of the palace family, when they met the twelve heavenly gods, they were afraid that they didn't even have a chance to speak, this monk, it seems...... You're lonely! ”

Between the words of the shopkeeper, he did not hide his shameful smile about Li Changsheng's cognition, but ...... He is patient with science.

"Eighty thousand years?" Li Changsheng was slightly surprised, and said in a speechless manner: "Eighty thousand years of life, the express delivery is Guangchengzi!" ”

Guangchengzi is one of the eighty-one transformations of Taishang Laojun, the ancient god of the flood period, shaking the past and the present, and his fame is better than that of Laozi Li Er.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "This monk, your analogy is like Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong, I'm afraid it won't be next to you...... Who is Guang Chengzi? That is one of the strongest existences in the ten thousand worlds, as long as it is an immortal, regardless of the position, when meeting the junior three generations, the Yellow Emperor will also call him "master", these twelve heavenly gods, although they have lived long enough and have high seniority, but in terms of strength, they are far inferior to Guangchengzi...... Of course, if it is in this Sumeru Mountain, the twelve heavenly gods are really people who can speak...... Even if you go out of this realm and mention the name of the twelve heavenly gods, the great masters of the other realms must be afraid of three points. ”

After listening to this, Li Changsheng nodded, as if he had also figured out the origin of this Twelve Heavenly Gods.

After thinking about it, Li Changsheng asked again: "Xiao Er, do you know how far this place is from the realm of the Yisha tribe?" ”

"Isha?" The shopkeeper was stunned and said, "Where are you going?" ”

"Not bad." Li Changsheng smiled.

The shopkeeper frowned and said: "The Yisha tribe is warlike, but it is not a soft persimmon, out of the realm of the twelve heavenly gods, and then walk a few thousand miles to the south, you will reach the realm of the Isha tribe, but ...... The territory of the Isha tribe is small, only a radius of 3,000 miles, but I have heard that this Isha tribe is born warlike and has inherited the blood of Asura, and this Isa king is even more powerful, although the territory of the Isa tribe is small, but the surrounding neighborhood overlords generally do not provoke them......"

Li Changsheng smiled and said, "It's okay, thank you!" ”

"Deler...... Two monks, I won't disturb you, just shout if you have any commands! ”

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he didn't stay long, saluted, and withdrew.

The guest rooms here are very spacious, with everything in them, which is completely enough for Li Changsheng, the old man, Xiao Hei, and the Holy Heavenly Tiger to rest.

Li Changsheng and the old man chatted for a while, and then went into the night.

Li Changsheng also returned to his bed and meditated and cultivated.

Needless to say, the old man sat cross-legged and meditated, and soon settled down.

Xiao Hei shrunk his neck and lay beside the old man, drooping his eyelids, opening his eyes from time to time to look at the Holy Heavenly Tiger.

The Holy Heavenly Tiger was extremely arrogant and lay down at the door. As soon as it lay down, its body was snow-white, like a small Siberian tiger.

After nightfall, the room was unusually silent.

In the darkness, the Saint Tiger slowly stood up, narrowed his eyes, and surveyed everything in the room.

Li Changsheng and the old man are all in the process of entering the meditation, so naturally there will be no problems.

Even if he noticed the actions of the Holy Heavenly Tiger, he should not be able to guess what the Holy Heavenly Tiger was going to do, but the only thing that made the Holy Heavenly Tiger a little uneasy was Xiao Hei.

These two strange beasts have always looked at each other.

The night was dark, and the inside of the house was even darker, silent.

The Holy Tiger stared at Xiao Hei, looked at it, and saw that Xiao Hei seemed to be asleep, and he didn't notice himself at all, so he was a little relieved, walked out of the room, and disappeared into the night.

……

At this end, the Holy Heavenly Tiger came out of the restaurant, and his body soared, recovering its original appearance, and with a long roar, it shook the sky.

The Holy Heavenly Tiger has been ordered by the old lady of the palace to go to the Temple of the Heavenly God and bite the son of the Heavenly God to death.

The mansion of the Twelve Heavenly Gods is in the middle of the city, and it is extremely easy to find.

The Saint Tiger flew into the air, and in less than a moment, he discovered the location of the mansion.

The mansion is magnificent, full of momentum, at a glance, it seems to be huge and boundless, it makes people daunting, just like the palace in general, the courtyard is heavy, the red wall and yellow tiles, the golden splendor, the ancient trees in it are towering to the sky, secluded and deep.

Where the twelve heavenly gods are located, how can the pomp be small?

In the eyes of the Holy Heavenly Tiger, a sharp light flashed, and after careful observation, it seemed to lock the house where the son of the Heavenly God was located, roared wildly, "whoosh", and swooped down into the mansion of the Twelve Heavenly Gods.

"Wow......"

Not long after, in the deep palace of the mansion, a child's cry came out, and for a moment, the terrible cry pierced the silent sky.

"Who?"

“……”

"It's not good, a strange beast has broken into ......"

"Little boy...... Little Boy ......"

The sound of horror and despair sounded, and the people who came seemed to have seen a terrifying scene.

The Holy Heavenly Tiger roared angrily, glared angrily at the many slaves who rushed over, and rose from the ground and rushed into the sky......

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