Xue Pingshan took Ji Wutong to his favorite teahouse on weekdays, most of the people in this teahouse are immortal cultivators, some are loose cultivators, and some are orthodox immortal people.

"Lao Xue is here! Where did you find the archers? ”

"Old Xue, can this kid know how to bow?"

"Brother Xue used to come and go freely in the mountains and wilderness, but now there is an archer on his side, which is even more powerful!"

The two of them sat at the small table, and the surrounding immortal cultivators greeted Xue Pingshan one after another, and they were even more interested in Ji Wutong.

The people in this teahouse are all the same as Xue Pingshan, whether they are loose cultivators or orthodox immortals, they all need silver and fairy grass.

They also all understood that it was a good thing to have an archer to help them in the mountains, but unfortunately over the years, there were very few people who repaired bows.

Xue Pingshan waved his hand and didn't want to pay attention to these jokers, and asked for a pot of tea, and after two refreshments, he said to Ji Wutong:

"Don't look at this as a teahouse, there is something in the mountains and wilderness, and there are joys, sorrows and sorrows among the people who cultivate immortals. The news here spreads the fastest, and the second floor can also buy and sell things used in cultivating immortals. ”

Xue Pingshan pointed to the stairs leading to the second floor, where people came and went, and it was very lively.

"Recently, this boundary monument has been turbulent, and I am afraid it has something to do with Kunlun Penglai."

Not far away, several people sat around, some of them armed with swords, some of them with swords hanging from their waists.

"But no, the road outside here is not very smooth, I heard that people in a village over there were eaten clean by demon beasts."

The conversation of several people instantly attracted the attention of many people. Obviously, the damage to the boundary pillar is already a well-known thing, but everyone is still speculating about why it started.

"Could it be that the immortals of Kunlun Penglai can still sit idly by?"

"Baina Village knows, right? A willow tree turned into a fine outside the Zhengxian Temple, and I am afraid that the world will be in chaos. ”

More and more people participated in the discussion, and more and more people gathered around the small table.

"What do you orthodox immortals say?"

"What can I say, it is nothing more than to tell us that the boundary monument has been used for 3,000 years, and it is reasonable that it will collapse."

An immortal from the Jie Ren Academy also joined the discussion.

In this land of Shenzhou, there are already human beings, mountain spirits, demon beasts, and water ghosts. There are ape-man races in the south, dragons in the east, and mythical beasts in the north. They each have their own ways of fighting each other, and they have been fighting and slaughtering for many years, and the disasters have not stopped.

Three thousand years ago, two immortal lands in Kunlun Penglai appeared, and the gods appeared. The four immortal cultivators of the human race finally realized the right path under the guidance of the gods.

Open the fairy gate separately. Confucianism, Taoism, law, and soldiers are the basis of the concept of immortal science.

Under the leadership of the four immortal cultivators, all the immortal disciples and the people, the mountain spirits, the demon beasts, and the water ghosts. The four immortal cultivators used their own blood as a guide to select the Xuanyuan clan as the royal family and divide the land of Kyushu.

In this way, Shenzhou is stable and the people live in peace.

The four immortal cultivators who founded the sect and a group of immortal disciples, after being recognized by the gods, went to Kunlun and Penglai respectively, got out of the sea of reincarnation, and ranked in the orthodox immortal class.

And now 3,000 years have passed. Over the years, there have been very few immortal cultivators who have ascended to Penglai Kunlun, and the number of orthodox immortal sects has only risen to a hundred, and there are only a dozen or so people in the scattered cultivation sect. In the past 100 years, there has not been one.

"It can't be the collapse of Kunlun Penglai, right?"

One of them said this, which really startled the people who were talking about it. They scattered in all directions.

However, this is not unreasonable, after all, the immortals of Kunlun and Penglai have not appeared for thousands of years, and the intersection of people and Kunlun Penglai is just pinned on that incense.

"Have you ever heard of a reincarnation in three thousand years?"

"In three thousand years, this land of Shenzhou will change to a group that is the master of the house."

On the other side, the discussion sounded again, and the saying of a reincarnation of three thousand years has always existed on the land of Kyushu, in order to make people always have a sense of awe.

"What do you think?"

Xue Pingshan smiled and asked Ji Wutong, and at this time, Ji Wutong was staring at the east and listening carefully.

Ji Wutong shook his head and smiled, he didn't have any opinions, these gossips were too far away from him, just happy to hear.

"I heard that the God Sealer has been born!"

"What? Is it possible to re-become a god again? ”

"Being a god really means that the world is in chaos."

The more the people who were talking about it became more and more energetic, and even the gods moved out.

"If the immortals of Kunlun Penglai want to keep their gods, what they need is endless offerings and faith."

Ji Wutong is not interested in the topic of the gods, and it is not as good as the refreshments on the table.

"Yes."

Xue Pingshan smiled, but Ji Wutong's next sentence almost made him squirt out the tea in his mouth.

"Mountain spirits and demon beasts can also provide endless offerings and beliefs, right?"

As soon as Ji Wutong's words came out, Xue Pingshan quickly covered Ji Wutong's mouth, and from time to time, a big rebellious sentence popped out of the mouth of this little ancestor.

The immortals of Kunlun and Penglai were all gods who fought bloody battles with mountain spirits and monsters and other alien races back then, how could they accept such offerings.

Ji Wutong, who was covering his mouth, also realized the horror of his words, but when he blurted out just now, he obviously felt the strange state of mind in his chest.

"Old Wei, how is Shuanglong Mountain doing?"

Xue Pingshan turned his head and shouted not far away, and there was a person about his age sitting at the table. This person is a frequent visitor to Shuanglong Mountain.

"There are three more merchant sheep, that thing is really valuable, it's just not easy to mess with!"

Lao Wei said, with some annoyance in his tone. I think he has already met with the three merchant sheep.

Shang sheep, four Dan demon beasts. It was a large, one-legged bird with only one paw, brown plumage, and about the size of an adult. This kind of monster beast can not only attract heavy rain, but also carry people to fly for hundreds of miles.

"Shall we meet the merchant sheep?"

Xue Pingshan's eyes lit up, he had seen this merchant sheep once three years ago, but unfortunately he couldn't capture it.

"Three Four Dan Demon Beasts.... We're both afraid. ”

Ji Wutong muttered a little in his heart, the combat power of the three merchant sheep was probably even higher than that scourge.

"Afraid of what? It's fun to be strong, but it's so boring to catch some cats and dogs. Besides, the demon pill of the merchant sheep, with only three of them, you can pay off the debt. ”

Xue Pingshan had already made up his mind, and he was bound to fight with that merchant sheep. Ji Wutong couldn't say what was interesting and what was boring, but when he heard that he could pay off his debts, he instantly made up his mind.

After the two discussed, Xue Pingshan chatted with the people next to him, but Ji Wutong, who was sitting on the side, was a little uneasy.

The rebellious words just now were obviously driven by the state of mind, and in addition to the fact that day, he had the heart of killing gods in his state of mind. A sense of uneasiness grew heavier.

It is useless to talk about this state of mind to Xue Pingshan. I can only see the red kite and ask what it is, after all, the red kite is familiar with the old man Jiang, and he can say a thing or two.