Large pieces of meat, cooked in the pot for a long time, soft, were fished out with a spoon, trembling and trembling, and the oil flowers bloomed on the crystal flesh skin one by one.

Some of those who received the meat did not leave.

They want to smell the meat more.

Of course, there is also curiosity about the "Heavenly Mother".

They had never seen a group of people preaching with such a "slogan" before.

Meng Aman's expression was cautious.

He has mixed feelings right now.

What I've been trying to do, but I've never been able to do—bring order to a place that can still be considered a "city".

He thought that he might not be able to do it in his life, but at least he could improve the environment so that his children and grandchildren could do it.

But......

At this moment, he appeared in front of him.

The scavengers lined up neatly, no one cut in line, no pushing, and they were able to maintain extreme restraint in the face of such a thing as meat.

Before receiving the meat, everyone washed their hands honestly.

After receiving the meat, those who want to leave, these Heavenly Mother preachers do not hinder them.

If they want to stay, they welcome it.

Sit in the open space not far away, and each person has a futon.

Half a distance between the front and back, left and right.

There is no common appearance of several people huddled together, and several people in a cluster, like ants.

Chen Jing ran true qi, and looked at it with a mysterious vision.

There is no strange color on the meat, it is serious meat.

He didn't pay much attention to that.

His gaze was drawn to a blind, rich blue light.

He was a young man with several shallow scars on his face.

He also noticed Chen Jing, and without hesitation, he walked with his feet raised.

"Hidden Dragon List, Raw Aconite Zhang Zhao, Huangliang Realm?" Chen Jing lowered his voice and asked him.

"That's right." Zhang Zhao nodded briskly.

"Are you really the one who was chosen by the Huangliang Realm?" Chen Jing asked again.

Zhang Zhao grinned: "Didn't you read it just now, true qi never lies, like those from our background, there are no traces of pollution in true qi." ”

Chen Jing was about to speak.

Zhang Zhao took the first step, and nodded his chin to the side: "Let's talk about it?" ”

Chen Jing narrowed his eyes.

"Don't be so vigilant." Zhang Zhao smiled, "I know you, but I assure you that I have no ill intentions. ”

Meng Aman's expression was serious, he leaned over, and interjected: "As the city lord, I need to know what you have to say......

"You can't." Zhang Zhao interrupted, his tone not as soft as Chen Jingshi, "If it is before the prosperity of the era, the ancestor of your Meng family, you are a land immortal, maybe you are qualified to observe." ”

"But now it's the Desolation."

"You're only on the second floor of the interior."

Meng Aman raised his eyebrows.

Is this provoking yourself?

He took a mouthful of true qi in his mouth, and the other took a transfer, wrapping around his upper fist.

"Don't worry, I promise you that I won't do anything bad to the city of vain." Zhang Zhao raised his hand, higher than his shoulders, "I won't do anything bad to the Cosmic Thunderbolt Invincible Tyrannosaurus Warriors." ”

Chen Jing was stunned.

Meng Aman looked strange, turned his head to look at Chen Jing, and didn't know what to do for a while.

I don't understand what this stuff is, though.

But he knew that this long list of words, in this context, would only refer to his little brother.

"Let's go talk." Chen Jing no longer hesitated.

Meng Aman watched worriedly until they stopped, and then withdrew his gaze and leaned into the area where the preacher preached, listening to what bullshit they would show.

They walked away from the crowd.

"Are you a member of the Heavenly Mother?" Chen Jing looked at him.

Zhang Zhao nodded without hesitation: "That's right." ”

Chen Jing frowned.

Zhang Zhao waved his hand and took out a cloth bag from his robe: "It seems that you have some misunderstanding, how do you think of the relationship between Huangliang Realm and Heavenly Mother?" ”

"Would you like some?"

He grabbed a handful of black hay from his cloth bag and handed it to Chen Jing.

Chen Jing shook his head.

"This is a specialty of the cotton city." Zhang Zhao enthusiastically introduced, "Chewing makes people refreshed. ”

Chen Jing shook his head and took a step back.

This......

Reminds him of something very bad.

Zhang Zhao is a very sharp person, he noticed the small change in the expression on Chen Jing's face, shook his head and laughed helplessly: "This is not something harmful, and it will not be addictive." ”

"There are some evil gods who will preach with things like Wushi Scatter and Fushou Ointment."

"But the Heavenly Mother is a righteous god."

"It's just a personal hobby."

Chen Jing didn't speak, still resisting.

Zhang Zhao withdrew his hand: "Let's talk about it, what do you think of Huangliang Realm and Heavenly Mother?" ”

"Hostile to each other?" Chen Jing hesitated and spoke.

Zhang Zhao smiled: "That's how I see it." ”

"Although the Heavenly Mother Venerable and those Heavenly Venerables in the Huangliang Realm disagree and often have conflicts, they ...... It is said that hostilities have indeed passed. ”

Chen Jing pouted.

The second copy of himself went to destroy the statue of the Heavenly Mother.

If not hostility, is it necessary to do so?

Zhang Zhao knew that he didn't believe it, and was about to open his mouth to explain again.

"Who is he?" Chen Jing asked.

Zhang Zhao tilted his head: "Heavenly Mother?" ”

Chen nodded: "What I have learned is that among those Heavenly Venerables on the Thirty-Three Days, there is no Heavenly Mother Venerable name. ”

"There is no name among the gods of the earth and the gods of the people."

Zhang Zhao shrugged: "I don't know either." ”

Chen Jing was stunned.

looked at Zhang Zhao's eyes, full of disbelief.

No......

Are you kidding me?

You believe in Him and don't even know who He is?

Zhang Zhao sighed, his expression sincere: "Even if you don't believe it anymore, I really don't know which Heavenly Venerable he is in the Thirty-Three Days." ”

"Are you sure he's the Celestial Venerable?" Chen Jing squinted his eyes and seized the opportunity.

Zhang Zhao nodded: "Well, it's not a secret, your cultivation is still low, and I won't tell you these things." ”

"The Huangliang Realm was built by the thirty-three heavenly venerables joining hands to exert their magical powers."

"If the Heavenly Mother is not one of the Heavenly Venerables, it is impossible to infect the Huangliang Realm."

"Unless ......"

He looked up.

Chen Jing followed and looked up.

The sky was still gray, with one sun spinning, and two whirlpools running in parallel around it.

"But it's less likely." Zhang Zhao didn't continue to say what he just said, but started a different story, "So we all default to the Heavenly Mother being one of the Heavenly Venerables, and it is impossible to tell who it is." ”

"You don't know who He is, and you still believe in Him?" Chen Jing asked coldly.

Zhang Zhao spread his hands: "Why not?" ”

"The Heavenly Mother is the only deity in the world who looks at all living things."

"Do you know who came up with these ideas?"

He pointed, to the preachers who were distributing meat to the scavengers, to the steaming pot.

"It's the Heavenly Mother." Without waiting for Chen Jing to answer, Zhang Zhao whispered, "He taught us personally." ”

"There is no need to dwell on his deeds."

"Just tell these people who have sunk in the sea of suffering that if they believe in Him, they will eat meat, they will have clothes to wear, and they will have a family."

"He knows what these people need and desire."

"Pollution is a stubborn disease that cannot be cured overnight. Compared to any other Celestial Venerable, He is the one who truly has the whole world in mind. ”

Chen Jing didn't speak, tilted his head and looked: "He also told you to come to me?" ”

"Yes." Zhang Zhao nodded generously and immediately admitted.