The smiling man looked like a businessman, a group of kind, not tall, medium, not fat, not fat, medium, a face looked like a Maitreya, but after reading it, he found that he couldn't remember the other party's appearance at all, let alone what the details were, the public face was just wearing a plain robe, without any decoration, without any fireworks, just ordinary.

At this time, the smiling man said: "Call the hermit, your old man is smiling, the cannibal sage has just woken up, and his appetite is really good, I want to prepare a few pairs of 'crispy female noodles' for you in the main hall, this delicacy is the most delicious to eat raw while it is hot, especially with the delicate cry of the girl, it has a special taste." The old man of the Great Sage was easily reluctant to take this delicacy to entertain guests. ”

The muscles on the sweet potato old man's face twitched, and he sneered: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, but when I came here today, I was too full, I'm afraid I won't have the appetite to eat anything more." "The old man of the sweet potato is most afraid of cause and effect, if he eats the face of a woman with twenty-eight flowers, this cause and effect will be too heavy.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls are most concerned about their appearance, if they are destroyed, the hatred in their hearts will naturally be monstrous, if they die because of this, the karmic fire that bursts out of their souls will be entangled in the sweet potato old man for eternity.

At this time, I walked out of the corridor and arrived at the back of the palace, where three huge monuments were erected in the distance, which were the tombstones of the three saints of the Yin Poison Gate!

Of course, what is buried under this tombstone is not the dead, but the three saints who eat people, swallow the heavens, and eat the earth in retreat.

Immortal Dao cultivation into Ning Dan is just two feet into the Immortal Dao, on the path of cultivating immortals, it is only a beginning, and there is still a long, long road to go in the future.

These three sages, who eat people, swallow the sky, and eat the earth, can be said to have cultivated to the point of being at the top in this immortal world, and it is by no means idle to be able to lead a faction that ranks among the top five in the immortal cultivation world.

At this time, Zheng Xian's ears heard the voice of the old man with sweet potatoes: "The realms in the immortal road are complicated and different, the immortals have immortal gates, the Tao has the Dao method, the miscellaneous witch Gu and the Western god mansion, all of them have their own realm divisions, but in general, they are the realms of building bridges, stepping on the sea, fractals, condensing pills, Dancheng, gangqi, gangcheng, Hedao, casting monuments, Yuanshen, Tongtian, and the supreme. ”

"The cultivation of the Three Sages who devoured the heavens and ate the earth and ate people was in the realm of casting the monument. This realm is already the highest level of the fairy world, the so-called family has a shape, the tomb has an inscription, Shinto has a monument, and when the monument is completed, it is the day to step into Shinto. ”

"As for the Yuan Shen, Tongtian and Supreme, they are not the heights that immortal cultivators in the immortal realm can reach, they are legends that only exist in Shinto, and even I, a hermit of the Great Dao, have never seen it. ”

Zheng first glanced at the sweet potato whose lips had not moved, and knew that the sweet potato was transmitted to him using a secret method.

It was the first time that Zheng Xian had heard that there was a Divine Dao in this world, and all Zheng Xian knew in the past was the Immortal Dao.

"Boy, the matter of cultivating immortals is like stepping on the sea, you must be cohesive step by step, and you can't slack off at all, once you relax, you will immediately sink to the bottom of the sea and can't be salvaged again. Your current cultivation, not to mention the ethereal Shinto, even in the immortal path, is just the beginning, are you afraid?"

The corners of Zheng Xian's mouth twitched slightly, afraid that he would not be able to talk about words, but it was true that he felt that the future was endless.

At this time, a gloomy sneer came from the tombstone engraved with the words "Cannibal Great Sage": "Great Dao Hermit, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The old man of the sweet potato coughed dryly and said: "The Great Sage of Eating People, I remember that when the old man and I preached you to the Dafa of Swallowing Gold four hundred years ago, you still didn't know anything about the Immortal Dao, but I didn't expect that in just four hundred years, you have cultivated to this point, which is really shocking, and you can rank in the top five of the talents who have walked on the Immortal Dao in the past four hundred years." ”

Zheng Xian was stunned for a moment, four hundred years ago, this sweet potato old man has lived for so long? And listening to the words of the sweet potato old man, the cultivation of this cannibal sage turned out to be taught by the sweet potato old man, in this way, they should not need to be afraid, this grace of karma is greater than the sky, no matter how violent this cannibal sage is, he should not have any thoughts about the person who taught Taoism, right? What's more, this sweet potato old man is quite knowledgeable, and he slapped the other party with a sycophant, gave the other party enough face, and praised the other party for being a genius for four hundred years.

Sure enough, after the sweet potato old man said this, there was a burst of laughter from the huge cannibal tombstone opposite, and this time there was no such strong gloom.

"Great Dao Hermit, you are really interesting, if you were the supreme of the entire Immortal Dao before the Immortal Fan was stripped away, and you would not be respected by anyone when you walked there? Of course, there are also many people who want to capture you and dig out all the Great Dao in your head, you are an existence that people love and hate. But after the immortal fan is stripped away, your belly of immortal methods are useless, in this vibrant fairy world, by devouring others, devouring all living beings, you can move forward steadily, and your cultivation will increase layer by layer, and your avenue is like waste paper here. It's a pity, if I catch you when you are still in the world, I will definitely dig out your brain and take those avenues of yours as your own. ”

Zheng Xian's eyelids twitched slightly when he heard this, and only then did he realize that these guys really can't be measured by ordinary people's thinking, how can this sweet potato old man say that he is also the master of this cannibal sage, and even the master who teaches Taoism can be killed, how can this guy cultivate an immortal?

At this time, the voice of the old man with sweet potatoes sounded in Zheng Xian's mind: " The previous immortal world was not like this, and the previous immortal cultivators were not like this, after the immortal fan was stripped off, such as this guy who eats the great sage is rampant, if it was before the immortal fan was stripped away, this guy would not have been able to get to this point in hiding all his life, who knew that the damn old guy of Lu Dao used mortal means, turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands for rain, and actually made a fairy world, so that these wicked people were rampant, and the cannibals were all over the world. Alas, in Marx's words, this is called the expulsion of good money by bad money. ”

Zheng Xian almost burst out laughing when he heard the last sentence, it was nothing for a dignified hermit to quote scriptures, but to spit out Marx, there was really an inexplicable sense of joy. Moreover, it seems that this is not what Marx said at all, this sweet potato old man is not in the horse's mouth.

At this time, four girls came out from both sides of the tombstone, each dragging a tray in their hands, and a sharp thin-bladed knife was placed on the plate, these women walked tremblingly one by one, and when they came to the sweet potato, they all knelt down in front of the sweet potato, lifted the tray, and then passed the white jade mutton-like face, two of the women trembled, and the tears in their eyes flowed out silently like a stream.

The cannibal sage had some joking voices: "The hermit of the Great Dao, remembering the kindness of the Great Dao and the Holy Saint at the beginning, today the Holy Saint specially sent you the most beautiful delicacies in the world to eat, this delicacy can be watched and edible, not only can you eat with relish, but you can also hear the delicate cry like a bird, hurry up, eat it while it's hot! After eating, take the night charm golden lotus that the Holy Sage sent you back and forth from!"

Zheng Xian understood that this cannibal sage was not here to repay his kindness, he was clearly ridiculing sweet potatoes, in the eyes of cannibal sage, this was probably a pleasure, watching the sweet potato old man eat deflated, as if it was a pleasure after tea and dinner.

Zheng Xian also understood a little bit about the status of sweet potatoes in this world at this time, that is, he used to be very awesome, but now he is very down, everyone is willing to go up and step on it, the four words of the Great Dao Hermit are so famous, but in fact, he went to the skin that was blown up, I am afraid that there is not even a bone in it, and it is quite interesting to step on a soft foot.

In short, in this immortal world, the Great Dao Hermit is an existence with a great reputation, but there is no dignity at all.

Zheng first looked at the old man with a sweet potato, and the old man with a bitter expression on his face, which was already full of wrinkles like dried oranges, became more and deeper at this time.

Looking at the frightened girl in front of him, but he had to hold the jade plate and put the noodles on his side and wait for the noodles to be cut, the old man with sweet potatoes could get his mouth down?

After the old man of the sweet potato snorted for a while, he smiled bitterly: "Old man, I have eaten too much today, I really have no place to eat more, next time I come to the Yin Poison Palace, I must taste the delicious food in this world, this time I will be free." ”

Hearing this, the cannibal sage became cold, and said: "The Great Dao hermit is not hungry? Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, you live in the Yin Poison Gate of this saint, when you are hungry and when you eat, a character like you, you usually can't be invited, since you are invited this time, don't you want to ask this saint to do the best of the friendship of the landlord?

This is clear, if the sweet potato old man doesn't eat it, he will definitely not be able to get out of this yin poison gate, and in the yin poison palace, there is absolutely nothing else to eat, until he is so hungry that he has to eat, this cannibal sage is really aggressive, and he deceives people too much.

After thinking about it, the old man of sweet potato said with a smile: "It's okay, I might as well obey the fate of that old man, so let's live in the Yin Poison Gate for the time being." ”

Zheng Xian was stunned when he heard this, the gate of the fairy world was only two days away and was about to be closed, and the old man of sweet potatoes didn't want to go back like him, couldn't he?

When the cannibal sage heard that the old man of the sweet potato was going to live in the Yin Poison Gate, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and after being silent for a while, he laughed dryly and said: "That's it, that's it, since the Great Dao Hermit doesn't want to eat these coarse tea and light rice, then forget it." ”

The smiling man who had been standing next to him waved, and the three maids holding the jade plate came up again, and among the jade plates were three lotus flowers.

The old man with a wooden smile on his face reached out to take it, and then the three lotus pods were directly thrown to the ground.

"Dao Hermit, if you want to take the things of my Yin Poison Gate, how can you do it without bending down?"

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(The discoverer of the law of bad money driving out good money is the British Chancellor of the Exchequer Gresham, also known as Gresham's Law)