Wang Xilou nodded, stretched out his thumb and praised: "Oh, then you did a good thing." ”

"I don't dare to say it."

Feng was unreasonable and half-convinced, after all, these are the words of this monster, no one can distinguish the truth from the false, he questioned it, and Ao Ren was not annoyed.

He took out a treasure from his bosom.

His treasures are still voice-activated.

"Siri, help me dial Xiao Lanlan's WeChat video."

The wind is unreasonable: "......" is difficult to stretch.

"Where's the iPhone?" Wang Xilou's tone was a little rare, several of her sisters had changed it, and it looked good to take pictures, much better than her domestic machine that was eliminated by her little apprentice.

"It was launched last year, Apple Ten." This little dragon man discussed his mobile phone with Wang Xilou.

"Isn't it expensive?"

"Ten thousand."

"It's really rich." She smacked her lips.

He smiled and said: "I queued for a day and a night to buy it, and I was interviewed by reporters. ”

The video dialed up.

Feng Wuli and Wang Xilou leaned over to take a look.

Inside is an aunt in her forties wearing a mask.

"Yo, old loach, how long has it been since you came to me......" The aunt opened her eyes, saw that there were two other people next to her, and suddenly the tone of the conversation changed: "Brother, what are you looking for me, I was just about to cook." ”

Ao Ren is very good at cultivating qi, so he directly ignored the old loach's title and pointed his mobile phone at the village chief: "Do you still know them?" ”

"Who?" She took off her mask and leaned over to the camera to look.

Xiao Lanlan: [Video chat is disconnected]

Xiao Lanlan: Come over for dinner tonight

Xiao Lanlan: Bring some seafood

"At such an age, his personality is still so irritable." Ao Ren was very helpless, and his tone was like an elder who dotes on his children.

He casually lifted the village chief's ban and asked him if he knew the woman just now.

The village chief trembled and said, "Huo, Huolan, she wasn't ...... thirty years ago"

Suddenly, the vocal cords were confiscated again.

Feng Wuli also believed what the other party said.

This monster has adopted a girl here every thirty years, and it's a daughter!

It's just that he still has questions: "Then what's the matter with your rain?" ”

Black clouds rolled outside.

"The two adults misunderstood, this rain didn't fall on me." Ao Ren held his hand, and his voice barely rose and fell when he spoke, plain and quiet like rain falling into the water surface of a pond along the lotus leaves.

He and the master and apprentice looked at the thunderous clouds outside the temple and asked a question: "I don't know how much the two of you know about the ancient gods?" ”

"Old Gods? Isn't He dead? Wang Xilou frowned and asked.

"The ancient gods can be said to be dead, but he doesn't actually have the concept of death, he is the embodiment of the rules of this heaven and earth, using the concept in the network, the ancient gods are the heavenly way of this heaven and earth, and he is the heaven here."

"You're still there?" The wind asked unreasonably.

"Look, I'll come to the door to urge the change."

"Well, don't interrupt." Wang Xilou patted him and said, "You go on." ”

He continued, "The normal functioning of this world is based on the 'death' of the old gods.

His corpse turned into a breeze and dispersed into a spirit, which nurtured all the creatures of the land, and all living creatures composed of spirits grew by absorbing the nourishment of His corpse.

For example, the difference between me and the mortal gentleman next to me is that I have received a little more gifts from the old gods.

He believes that the world needs the four seasons, the rotation of the sun and the moon, the clouds, rain, wind and snow, wisdom, life and death, love and hatred, which is why this world exists.

We are all products of His will, His children.

Birth, cultivation is to share His legacy, and whoever can thoroughly master a certain rule can become an immortal. ”

Wang Xilou couldn't help it and asked, "What does that have to do with this rain?" Are you trying to say that this rain is also from the ancient gods? ”

He shook his head slightly, "That's what I'm going to say next."

If we are all nourished by the corpses of the ancient gods, every birth of a living being, every individual who starts a cultivation is a sharing of the ancient gods, even if it is a great existence like Him, it cannot be endless.

Mortals are okay, the spirits on their bodies are as small as river sand, but monsters and cultivators are the main force to seize spiritual power, especially monsters, which have a long life, and among them immortals are even worse, the pressure of this land to support the weakest immortal is no less than that of thousands of humans.

In fact, thousands of years ago, His legacy was on the verge of withering, but at that time, an adult, with the help of another adult, comprehended the rules of reincarnation and became an immortal, cultivating a land called 'Lethe River'.

Lethe River created reincarnation, so that reincarnation replaced dissipation, so that the creatures born from scratch were replaced by reincarnation, and the recovered spirits were fed back to heaven and earth, greatly reducing the burden of the ancient gods and prolonging the day of withering.

However, it is clear that the reduction is not a complete solution, and the delay is not a termination.

The Old Gods gradually couldn't afford the huge creatures of this land. ”

The master and apprentice gradually realized the seriousness of the matter.

Feng Wuxian remembered the person who was suspected of being Meng Po in the mountain village last year, stepping on a wooden boat and following the long river of corpses to take Shengqing away.

"Then now this rain ......"

"This is a rain of slaughter, but it is not the work of the ancient gods, but another adult who has the same heart for the world as Lord Meng Po, but unlike Lord Meng Po, this adult may be a bit extreme.

He wanted to wipe out all the monsters in Fujian and send them to the Lechuan River to wait for reincarnation, so as to reduce the load on this piece of heaven and earth. ”

“！！”

So extreme!?

Wang Xilou couldn't help but ask, "Who is it?" ”

Ao Ren continued: "Dongfang Shuo wrote a book: The prince of the East often throws pots with a jade girl. Each thousand two hundred arrows are thrown. Those who enter and do not leave, the heavens will be drunk for them; Those who come out and don't take it by mistake will laugh at it.

If the sky laughs, it will be electricity, and if the sky is sorry, it will rain

Some people say that he is just a joke of Bo Tian's laughter, but I didn't expect him to dare to do this. ”

Suddenly, a strong wind set off outside the temple, and the hurricane almost overturned the entire Dragon King Temple.

With one move on the sleeves of Ao Ren's crown suit, he protected the three mortals present.

Wang Xilou also protected the wind unreasonably in front of him.

Hide behind your apprentices.

Several people looked up.

I saw a strange-looking guy suspended in the sky under the rolling thick clouds outside, with a humanoid bird face and a tiger tail, but more than a zhang high, and his muscles were straight.

He held ten thousand thunderbolts in his hand, and performed divine punishment on his behalf, and looked at the people below, and the sound was like rolling thunder.

"All things are born to support people, and people have nothing to repay the sky, Ao Ren, do you think I'm wrong?"

"Lord Dongwang, Xiaolong naturally doesn't dare to evaluate whether you are right or wrong...... Xiaolong just thinks you're hypocritical. ”

The immortals in the sky were silent, silent, and finally just said: "After killing all the demons of the Fujian system, I will go back to Fusang to kill myself, and go to Lechuan with you and the others, Ao Ren, do you choose to fight by yourself, or do I do it myself." ”

"I choose to live."

"As a great cultivator who is about to knock on the Immortal Gate, you should help the common people."

The young dragon king said calmly: "Gan Linliang, you are super white, don't pull Lin Bei if you want to die." ”

"The Tao is different, and it is not the same."

"With me and Lord Wang Xilou joining forces, the immortals are not unable to fight."

He said to Wang Xilou politely: "Lord Wang Xilou, his goal is to dispel all the big demons and even cultivators under the rain of dispersion, so he will not let you go, Xiaolong knows that if he can draw the top three Stove Monarchs among the immortals, you alone can deal with Lord Dongwang, but still let Xiaolong do his best and allow Xiaolong to be side by side with you." ”

That's the second reason he's here, hugging his thighs.

The master and apprentice looked at the dragon lord with sincerity and worship like a little fan in his eyes.

The wind is unreasonable: "......"

Wang Xilou: "......"

No one told him that Wang Xilou failed to cross the immortal tribulation, and his cultivation was lost?

(End of chapter)