When the other female cultivators were disappointed, Qingbi was reluctant to circle around Su Ruomu, she really didn't want Su Ruomu to become this disgusting look. All she could do was to beg her father to get Su Ruomu some Hui Yan Dan. As long as Su Ruomu can maintain his youthful appearance, she doesn't care whether he is healthy or not.

Huiyan Dan is mostly used by female cultivators who have failed in cultivation. They can no longer maintain their youthful appearance, and they can only perpetuate their appearance by damaging their bodies.

It is not difficult to refine, and it is sold in the Dan shops that can be found everywhere. However, in order to achieve remarkable results, Qingbi still sent a letter to her father and asked her mother to refine a bottle for her personally. Now that the pill was already in hand, she ran to the outside of Hualuo's cave mansion and shouted inside: "Su Zhenren, I have the best Huiyan Pill here, which can make your cultivation and appearance return to the peak period." ”

Su Ruomu had already gone to the Danmu Secret Realm, and only Hua Luo was here.

Hua Luo walked out of the house when he heard this, took the pill and thanked him: "Your kindness, Ruomu will definitely thank you if he knows it." I'll take the pill, you go back and cultivate well, don't worry about Ruomu's affairs anymore." ”

Qingbi watched the pill being put away by Hua Luo, and her heart was a little urgent to see Su Ruomu, "Elder, I want to go and see Su Zhenren." My Huiyan Pill is different from other people's, and it can be restored to cultivation. ”

Hua Luo thought about it, agreed to her, and led her to Su Ruomu's stone house. I saw Su Ruomu looking old, sitting there decadently, looking somewhere with a hollow look.

"Su Zhenren, disciple Qingbi will meet you." Qingbi bowed slightly and asked, "Is the real person okay?" I brought a different elixir this time to ensure that the real person restores his former glory. ”

She looked at Hua Luo, Hua Luo understood what she meant, took out the pill, and handed it directly to the disciple.

Su Ruomu looked at the pill in his hand and was stunned.

"Real person, eat quickly, everything will be fine after eating." Qingbi looked at him expectantly and urged. It won't be long before the former Su Ruomu will come back.

"Ruomu, the elixir was specially found for you by the disciple Qingbi, you eat it quickly." Hua Luo persuaded beside him.

Su Ruomu still didn't speak, glanced at the thing in his hand, and slowly raised his hand to put the pill in his mouth in Qingbi's expectant expression.

Qingbi saw Su Ruomu swallowing the pill with her own eyes, and looked at him with good eyes, hoping that a miracle would happen.

However, the dream miracle did not happen.

What Su Ruomu was before and what he is now.

"Impossible, how could the pill refined by my mother have no effect." Qingbi didn't believe it, picked up the pill bottle and poured it out again, and gave it to Su Ruomu to let him take it.

Under Hua Luo's instructions, Su Ruomu took another pill, but there was still no response, and if he ate it again, it was still nothing. Qingbi, who was full of hope, gradually became disappointed and irritated, and the brightness in her eyes was no longer what it was when she first came in.

"How could it not be effective?" She muttered and walked out of the house, out of the hill where Hua Luo was, and lost her mind all the way.

After she left, Hua Luo put away the spell, and the fake Su Ruomu became a piece of wood again.

Within a few days, she heard that Qingbi had invited herself down the mountain, and it was useless for the head of Ren to keep her.

For this matter, the head of the family also came to Hua Luo to discuss.

"Senior sister, why do you say that our sect can't keep good seedlings?" The head of the sect is very worried about the future of the sect, and he doesn't know when the sect will grow like other sects. Don't talk about the far, let's talk about the big faction closest to them, the Heavenly Rune Sect for comparison. Not to mention that the number of people is one-tenth of that of others, the key is that there is no successor talent.

Hua Luo is used to the boss whispering in her ear three times a day. If you don't complain about the last two sentences, it's not him.

"This year, there are a lot more new apprentices than ten years ago, and the quality is also better than in the past. In the future, there will be many such good opportunities. "With her, it's only a matter of time before the Sword Water Sect grows.

"That's what I said, but if you look at the Tianfu Sect, they have accepted a full hundred apprentices this year, and half of them are good seedlings. And we finally have one, and we are gone, you talk about it, in a few decades, when you and I have retired, who will take over the sect. ”

"I have something to deal with, and I can't help my brother." The messenger on Hua Luo's waist flashed and flashed. When he said this, he was already a hundred meters away.

After descending the mountain, Hua Luo shrank into a foot and walked in one direction.

In the open land, there is not a single grass, and there are no people and beasts. Large, thick expanses of turbidity polluted the area beneath her feet.

The arrival of Hua Luo has restored the place to its original appearance, but the human and beasts that have lost their life can no longer be reborn. The messenger of her stood on the top of the hill and looked down at her.

"You're late." It says.

"You're so kind to tell me, and you want to win me over?" The person on the other side changed his appearance and appeared in front of her, white clothes and snow, and the fairy aura lingered.

The black-robed person who assumed the name of Qin Jiuhua still had that chaotic black mass in Hua Luo's eyes, making her unable to see what she looked like.

He chuckled, "If you think so, you're right." You see, I didn't do it, and these people died, you say it's funny, it's not funny. ”

"What's so funny, people have good and evil, and the world has yin and yang, it's just a matter of a change of thought." Hua Luo looked at him casually, secretly exercising strength in his hands.

Qin Jiuhua leaped down from above and came to Hua Luo and said, "Oh." So what kind of person am I in your heart? ”

"A liar who has nothing to do with good or evil." Hua Luo suddenly slapped the opponent's vital parts, causing him to turn into a wisp of black smoke that gradually dissipated in front of her eyes.

She stood silently for a moment, turning into a streamer before a group of menacing cultivators arrived.

"Are you sure it's here?" The old man at the head asked.

"Yes, it is here." The young cultivator looked around, and he didn't know what was going on. At that time, he passed through here and saw people fighting the Fa, and the people around him were all injured by their mana.

"Someone should have cleaned up this place before us, let's look for any other clues."

The same thing is happening again somewhere else. For a time, an ancient legend circulated in the Zeeland fairy world.

In the last era, the Zelan Immortal Realm was mixed with humans and demons, and it was chaotic. There are righteous path cultivators who have the world in mind, and they organized a group of people to drive the demon realm and the cultivators of the demon realm to a wild place, and return the Zelan Immortal Realm to a quiet cultivation place.

An era has passed, and the seal of the Savage Land can no longer resist the thoughts that the Demon Realm wants to come out. Moreover, they have already begun to prepare for a large-scale accession to the WTO, and these massacres are only an appetizer for their accession. However, no one has witnessed with their own eyes whether they did it, but only their own subjective assumptions.

As soon as the rumors came out, people panicked, the cultivators had no intention of cultivating, and all sects and factions were waiting for them.

There is another version of this that will relax everyone's hearts a little.

Legend has it that the god man who led the righteous people and expelled the cultivators of the demon realm who disturbed the order is now reincarnated, and as long as he finds this god man, he can stop the attack of the demon realm.

However, a legend is just a legend after all, and they don't even know what the god-man looks like, so how can they find his reincarnation?

Someone gave an answer.

The god man is different from ordinary cultivators, he must have the characteristics of benevolence, he is the main person in everything, and at the same time, he has the overall situation in mind and has made rapid progress in his cultivation in the past hundred years.

As soon as this reply came out, people began to find people close to them. Eliminate the newcomers who have risen within a hundred years one by one, and see which one is most suitable for the reincarnation of a god-man.

The power of the masses was enormous, and within a month the results were out. The goal is set on ten young cultivators, the highest cultivation is to reach the Yuan Infant, and the lowest is also the late stage of the Jin Dan, which is only one step away from the Yuan Infant, and Su Ruomu is also among them.

In the teahouse, the storyteller said in a frustrated manner that there were ten young cultivators who were most likely to be reincarnated as gods. When talking about Su Ruomu, someone slapped the table dissatisfiedly and said, "Old man, I heard that Su Zhenren has fallen, how can he be counted among them?" ”

The other listeners were also dissatisfied but refuted the previous one: "Su Zhenren has not fallen, but there is a problem with his cultivation, and his cultivation has been ruined in one fell swoop, and now he is an old man." ”

"Even if he is still alive in the world, but his cultivation is gone, why is he on the reincarnation list?" Others asked.

The storyteller's cultivation is not weak, he is a big man in the god transformation period, because he has reached the bottleneck period, he can't go any further, so he has to hide his cultivation and come out to be a storyteller, looking forward to one day having an epiphany and soaring.

He stroked his beard two or three times, listened to the dissatisfaction of the guests, and waited for a wave of discussion before he said unhurriedly: "I don't know the person you are talking about, I am just a storyteller, and I will say whatever others say." Besides, I didn't compile the list, so if you are not satisfied, I will go to the person who compiled the list. ”

"Hey, you old man, you're quick to shirk responsibility. You don't know anything, so what kind of book do you have? ”

The others followed suit: "Old man, let me ask you, where did you hear this list, you have to tell us this, right?" ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense! Of course, the list was bought from someone else, otherwise, what would I have to rely on for food? The storyteller looked at the listeners like fools.

The storyteller's expression made everyone in the hall very unhappy, and everyone besieged the storyteller.

The storyteller saw that the situation was wrong and wanted to sneak away, but he was caught. He danced and said, "What are you going to do, I can tell you that it is not right to beat people, especially an old man like me, I am afraid of myself when I get angry." ”

The more he said this, the more the crowd pressed him to the ground and beat him fatly.

"Oops, it's comfortable." The beaters fell to all corners of the teahouse, and the storyteller looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, moving his muscles and bones. He said to himself: "It's better to beat up others." ”

"You, who the hell are you?" The nearest man who fell at his feet asked with a look of horror. I was about to beat someone, but there was a blank in my mind, and I didn't know what I had just done, and when I came back to my senses, I fell to the ground, and my whole body fell apart as if it hurt.

The storyteller ignored him, called out to the cousin, told him to get the men out, and asked them to pay for the tea, and then sat down in the storyteller's place, waiting for the next group of beaters to come in.

The crowd came in with great interest to listen to the book, and fled out of the wilderness. As for whether Su Ruomu is one of the descendants of the gods, it doesn't matter what they do, they just sit and drink tea.

Su Ruomu was also puzzled by the list and asked Hua Luo: "Master, how can a disciple be the reincarnation of a god?" That's. ”

"What's wrong with having the name of a god reincarnated in him. At least you won't be underestimated and bullied wherever you go. "What kind of god man is reincarnated, and the god man expels the demon cultivator, it is just a countermeasure used by Hua Luo to deal with the rumors that the demon cultivator has entered the world.

Since he used demon cultivation to enter the world to make the world's minds float, then she made up a legend of the reincarnation of a god to stabilize people's hearts. If there is a demon, there must be a god, and no one can endure anyone.

Although Hua Luo's words were very correct, Su Ruomu still said honestly: "Master, the disciple doesn't want such a title. It is nothing but a burden to the disciples. ”

Su Ruomu didn't want such a title, because his every move might be commented on by the world, and a small flaw would be rumored. And shouldering such a great responsibility as the people of the world is far from something that he can shoulder with a small golden pill, which he is very self-aware.

From the moment he appeared on the list, countless monks gathered at the foot of the mountain, naming him to meet him, the legendary reincarnated god. Now, his cultivation is suspended, and he follows the head of the sect every day to meet with people from all walks of life, and he is already exhausted. If he can get rid of this title, he is willing to follow other reincarnated gods and contribute his own strength to the common people in the world.

His reply was unexpected and reasonable.

Su Ruomu, the queen of people, is dedicated to the Tao, has never slacked off in cultivation, and does not care much about the people around him. thinks that with the master in charge, he can have no worries about everything, far from the one who fights alone in the plot and thinks about the master and the sect in everything.

"Whether it's a burden or fame, in short, it has its own reasons. When you can't get rid of it, you should try to understand it. ”

Hua Luo dissected him: "You see, you can understand the dynamics of the world without going out, and those people will bring all the news with both hands." Your existence is their backbone, the source of their faith, and the sustenance of their spirit. Do they look at you as if they are looking at the gods, and you are their gods? You want to become an immortal and become a god, and now this opportunity is your opportunity, and you have to hold it. ”

Su Ruomu listened to her words thoughtfully, but still had questions: "Master, isn't it a little hasty to pin your hopes for life on a stranger?" ”

A cultivator is fighting for his life with the heavens, and he doesn't even want his own life, so why should he expect others to save his life.

"Not at all, there are many ordinary people, few people stand out, and the strong lead the weak at all times. The enemy is too strong, and the weak do not dare to face it alone, so they can only pin their hopes on their equally powerful companions. And the strong man is their backbone, and if the strong are there, the weak will unite with the outside world, and the enemy will not exist. Hua Luo can say these truths just because he has experienced a lot of the world and has some insight. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to talk nonsense, and how could she teach her apprentices.