Liu Yanchang smiled dumbly: "Senior Juliu, you really think highly of me." I know very well how many catties and taels I have, and with my little ability, the white-clothed immortal probably won't need a finger if he wants to twist me to death, right?"

It's not that Liu Yanchang is arrogant, these days, even if he hasn't eaten pork, he has seen pigs run. The white-clothed Venerable could easily slash him with a sword like a rainbow, but it was just the strength of the Eight Rank True God.

And the difference in strength between each grade is very obvious, and the gap between the great realms is even more worlds apart, as a six-rank true god, the white-clothed immortal already has the strength of an earth immortal, and it is estimated that it is not a problem to take the head of the enemy general thousands of miles away.

No one wants to look down on themselves, but people are more valuable than being self-aware.

"Although there is some truth in Xiaoyou's words, why don't you listen to me and finish the plan? Besides, this favor will not let you help in vain, and there are countless benefits of it!"

Liu Yanchang stopped leaving when he heard this, and he could clearly feel that this giant willow lived for a long time. The so-called ginger is still old and spicy, and with the accumulation of time, his knowledge is unmatched, and his wisdom is also outstanding.

"In this case, I would like to hear the plans of my predecessors, if there is really a seventy or eighty percent chance of winning, I am willing to give it a try!" It would be best if he really had a good way to solve the problem and get the benefits. If the task is too dangerous to complete, it's never too late to refuse.

Juliu smiled and said, "Nacheng, I'll tell you my plan first." After so many years of in-depth thinking, I have realized that the way of time cultivation can be roughly divided into two kinds, one is the path of immortals, and the other is the way of the gods. The Immortal Dao is attached to the Heavenly Dao, and most of them absorb the essence of heaven and earth to cultivate the essence element. Shinto, on the other hand, is dependent on humanity. Because the power of the gods comes from the faith of the people of the world, the wishes of the people, and the power is accumulated through this. ”

Liu Yanchang nodded when he heard this, in fact, from a philosophical point of view, immortal Taoism belongs to the category of materialism. After all, the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon are all real substances, and through the gathering and refining of material energy, they can reach a higher realm and obtain stronger power.

Shinto, on the other hand, is a product of idealism, and its power comes from ethereal things like minds, wills, and beliefs, which can neither be seen nor touched, and exist entirely in the minds of human beings (or species that produce spiritual intelligence).

Therefore, Juliu's words are not unreasonable, powerful immortals need to comprehend the way of heaven and earth, and powerful gods need countless believers to make offerings. These are two diametrically opposed paths, both of which ultimately aim to attain supreme power.

Liu Yanchang said: "Since you have seen these deep-seated things, what is the best way to eliminate the white-clothed immortal and completely destroy the white immortal hermitage?"

"There's no better way but to get paid from the bottom of the kettle. Since the power of the gods comes from believers, the best way for us is to cut off the source of his power and completely break the belief of the white-clothed immortals. A god who lacks faith and has no one to believe in will inevitably regress in strength. When the time comes, you'll have the strength to fight!"

"How to break the faith?" Liu Yanchang felt that Juliu's method made sense in theory, but it was too difficult to implement? This is not the Internet era, can't it be possible to ask the navy to post on the forum to expose the various evil deeds of the white-clothed immortals?

In addition to the so-called gods, what can influence the people is nothing more than power and wealth, power is in the hands of the government, and wealth is in the hands of merchants. I remember that the people often said a sentence called 'wealth can pass through the gods', but in fact, there is a second half of the sentence, which is called 'power destroys gods'!"

"Makes sense!" Liu Yanchang woke up like a dream, and secretly said that this giant willow is really extremely wise, and it is really the best explanation of "thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise".

Juliu said: "I don't need to continue, right?

Liu Yanchang laughed: "Senior Juliu, let's talk about the benefits you gave, this favor can help, but I still have to see if it's worth helping!"

"You little guy is really slippery and tight, you don't scatter eagles if you don't see rabbits!" The giant willow shook his head helplessly and smiled, and thousands of branches trembled, just like a weak willow supporting the wind.

"I have a gourd of good wine, called 'Liulin Wine', I don't know if Xiaoyou is interested?"

Liu Yanchang was full of question marks, he was just a halfway monk, how could he know what good wine was not good for, and asked suspiciously: "Liu Lin wine?"

"Is it really Liulin wine?" The eagle and tiger god on the side was taken aback and explained: "Liulin wine is a rare elixir and jade liquid, it should be regarded as one of the top ten famous wines in the world, and many immortals and Buddhas have no chance to taste it even if they want to." I heard that only the willow demon can brew Liulin's fine wine, and he can only extract one drop of heaven and earth every day with thousands of willow leaves, and he can only extract one drop a whole day. I don't know how many years it takes to collect a pot, it's really precious!"

"The Eagle Tiger Mountain God is really knowledgeable, and he almost doesn't leave ten. However, brewing Liulin Liquor can only take the nectar of the early morning, and the first wisp of purple yang qi between heaven and earth, so it is extremely difficult to collect, only one drop a day. ”

Suddenly, a rich and light aroma of wine permeated, and the snow around it quickly melted and retreated, and even the entire giant willow was shaken, and the branches stretched out significantly, becoming more and more green.

Liu Yanchang smelled the aroma of wine, the muscles and bones in his body seemed to be lighter, and the vitality in his body suddenly became active. It is conceivable what will happen if you drink this Liu Lin wine, I am afraid that it will make a breakthrough in the exercises that have not been refined for a long time.

Liu Yanchang's heart was moved, and sure enough, greed is everyone's nature, and the reason why he is not greedy is that there is nothing that makes his heart move.

The giant willow branch wrapped a yellow-skinned gourd and sent it to Liu Yanchang, and said with a smile: "Three hundred years of Liulin wine! Xiaoyou has been tempted! This pot of drinking can be worth a Jiazi's cultivation, not to mention it." ”

Liu Yanchang's eyes flickered, his biggest problem so far was that his cultivation time was too short and his Taoism was too low. So that the ability is extremely limited, if you encounter ghosts, with the evil effect of the Meteorite Sword, the combat effectiveness is okay.

But against monsters, as well as martial arts masters, or cultivators, there is no advantage at all. If what Juliu said was true, Liu Lin's fine wine could help him increase his cultivation skills, and for him now, it was really a charcoal in the snow, and there was really nothing more valuable than this.

Liu Yanchang stretched out his hand to take the yellow gourd, and said, "I don't seem to have any reason to refuse, I just want to cooperate happily and successfully destroy the white-clothed immortal!" Now of course, he understands Juliu's purpose, and he understands even more who his enemy is, it is the white-clothed immortal who is far away in Shu.

"With Liulin Wine, it should be successful in cooperating with your nearly 500-year-old ginseng. When the time comes, at least there will be no problems with the little minions under the white-clothed immortal. ”