Chapter 208
: Heavenly Court Remnant Jiangnan?
Chapter 208 Heavenly Court Remnant Jiangnan? (Second more)
Jiangnan once had a dream.
That was when he was not dead in his previous life.
After a tiring day at work, you come home.
The ingredients in the refrigerator will jump into the pot lively, turn on the fire, cook, sprinkle with seasonings, and automatically run to the table.
But he also understands that this is a dream.
Otherwise, if something like this really happened one day, he would be so frightened that he would run away with the door on his shoulders.
However, he did not expect that the fantasy of his previous life.
Today it has come true.
Considering that there are too many people in Jiangzhou, Tianji Pavilion, it is obviously unrealistic to gather everyone in one place for a feast.
So they set up a sacred cauldron and cooked Xuanwu's body in Qixiu New City.
Then, many cultivators will use their great supernatural powers to turn into a golden river, supporting dishes and wine, and surrounding Jiangzhou.
After fully understanding this method, everyone couldn't help but gasped.
Jiangzhou is mighty and mighty for three thousand miles!
Even if most of the uninhabited areas are excluded, it is an extremely remote land boundary.
To create a river of gold that surrounds everyone, only the six major forces can think about such a feat.
It is estimated that it is reluctant to spend such financial and material resources.
The Tianji Pavilion, which is the best in Shangyuan, can be so generous.
But it's not outrageous when you think about it - Tianji Pavilion is in charge of Tongbao, and it can be said that half of the world's cultivation materials are circulated through their hands.
So the grand Xuanwu banquet, compared with such a terrifying ability to make money, immediately pales in comparison.
However, everyone was only slightly amazed, and then sank into the wine and delicacies.
Jiang Nan picked up a white-gold meatball from Jinhe, threw it into his mouth, and was stunned at that moment.
Since he came to this world, he traveled all over the world and ate a lot of delicacies.
Even all kinds of delicacies with precious spiritual birds as ingredients are also taste buds.
But those dishes that he thought were delicious, compared with Xuanwu's flesh and blood, can only be described in two words - spicy chicken.
For a moment, the strange smell of meat reverberated throughout Jiangzhou.
In many counties and towns far away from Qixiu Mountain, countless people also came out, looking at the mighty golden river falling down, with novelty in their eyes.
They also heard Li Qingyun's words just now.
But it wasn't until the wine and meat were delivered to them that the people at the bottom realized that it was true.
For a moment, most of the common people bowed in the direction of Qixiu New Town.
"Immortal Master, Immortal Master is merciful!" A young man's voice was pious.
"Fart's mercy!" behind him, the white-haired old man spoke slowly,
"If it wasn't for that King Zhenxi thinking about us, Zhuzi, you really think that group of immortal masters would put us in their eyes?"
"Where can such a good thing be our turn?"
"If you want to worship, you have to worship the right person, you have to worship King Zhenxi!"
But in Qixiu New City, where the eyes of countless people gathered, the cultivators ate meat and drank heavily, enjoying themselves.
The majestic vitality and spiritual power contained in the Xuanwu flesh and blood also exploded in the bodies of the cultivators.
Some low-level cultivators who were about to break through shouted loudly and directly broke through!
For a moment, the city was filled with spiritual energy and immortal light, which was extremely strange.
Among them, a drunken cultivator chanted loudly,
"The meat is summoned, the wine is thrown away, the meat is delicious and the wine is mellow, and the spirit is full!"
"The days of the gods are nothing more than this!"
His words, however, also expressed the aspirations of many cultivators present!
……
Time passed slowly, and it was already afternoon in a blink of an eye.
Because of the vitality and aura of Xuanwu's flesh and blood, the entire Jiangzhou is shrouded in misty mist, looming like a fairyland.
It can be described as a feast of bliss if you are full of wine and meat.
The atmosphere is also peaceful.
Many cultivators who are somewhat contradictory are also amicable in this corrupt banquet.
However, when the sun was setting to the west, an unexpected figure slowly rose into the sky.
——Arhat hanging in the air.
"All benefactors, please listen to the old monk's words."
His voice was extremely high-pitched, and it spread throughout the entire new city accompanied by aura.
Previously, no one had noticed that he ascended the sky.
But when the voice spread, people all looked up.
There is displeasure in the eyes.
This is equivalent to when a husband and wife are doing ups and downs, someone suddenly asks you to stop.
Whoever I change, my heart is full of anger.
On the other side, Tie Lie, whose face was already flushed, turned vicious.
With the smell of alcohol, he cursed, "Old bald donkey, if you talk too much and get in the way of everyone's good deeds, I will definitely boil you into the pot!"
However, in the face of Tie Lie's angry shout, the Hanging Arhat was not annoyed,
"Iron benefactor, seeing you all having such a feast, how dare you stop me?"
"What I want to say today is another matter—this matter threatens the survival of humanity, and I hope all benefactors will listen to it."
As soon as he said this, the leaders of all parties frowned.
They thought that Monk Kongxuan would not lose his mind on such an occasion, so they made everyone happy.
Otherwise, it is asking for trouble.
Since he can say this, it should be targeted.
As a result, in the new city, it became quiet.
In the eyes of one after another, Monk Kongxuan smiled, and said loudly, "Before that, I would like to ask King Zhenxi first——Since you stepped into the path of cultivation until now, you have been able to kill the ancient god centipede. How long has it been?"
After the words fell, most people frowned.
They still don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the empty arhat gourd.
But the words of Hanging Arhat made everyone focus on Jiangnan.
Jiang Nan's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that it was Monk Kongxuan who was going to attack.
But before he could speak, the sword in the distance suddenly raised a terrifying aura.
"Kongxuan, speak up when you have something to say, don't beat around the bush."
"Otherwise, the old man will break your arm again."
His words were full of murderous intent, not like a joke.
Kongxuan Arhat glanced at him, facing the threat, he was not in a hurry, "That's what I said, it's all right."
"Benefactor Jiang, as far as I know, before the beginning of last year, you were just a private school teacher in a small county town in Daxia. You are an ordinary person who doesn't know how to practice."
"However, in just two years, he was able to kill the ancient god, Master Jiang, is there such a thing?"
Looking at the old monk, Jiang Nan raised his eyes slightly, "Not bad, but so what?"
"This king is very talented, and his practice is like eating and drinking. Could it be that this is what the master said to threaten the survival of humanity?"
Hearing this, everyone nodded secretly.
Although the speed of Jiangnan's advancement is indeed a bit outrageous, it has made a great contribution to humanity.
Don't say anything else, just say that the court is secret, so that people can take the lead in the upcoming battle of gods.
Where is this a threat to the survival of humanity?
This is a proper revitalization of humanity!
Facing Jiangnan's rhetorical question, Hanging Arhat did not show any embarrassment, instead he said,
"It would be great if that's the case."
"pity……"
Accompanied by his voice, the hearts of everyone who heard it tensed.
"Unfortunately, Benefactor Jiang is not my human being, but a remnant of the Heavenly Court, with sinister intentions..."
(End of this chapter)
Jiangnan once had a dream.
That was when he was not dead in his previous life.
After a tiring day at work, you come home.
The ingredients in the refrigerator will jump into the pot lively, turn on the fire, cook, sprinkle with seasonings, and automatically run to the table.
But he also understands that this is a dream.
Otherwise, if something like this really happened one day, he would be so frightened that he would run away with the door on his shoulders.
However, he did not expect that the fantasy of his previous life.
Today it has come true.
Considering that there are too many people in Jiangzhou, Tianji Pavilion, it is obviously unrealistic to gather everyone in one place for a feast.
So they set up a sacred cauldron and cooked Xuanwu's body in Qixiu New City.
Then, many cultivators will use their great supernatural powers to turn into a golden river, supporting dishes and wine, and surrounding Jiangzhou.
After fully understanding this method, everyone couldn't help but gasped.
Jiangzhou is mighty and mighty for three thousand miles!
Even if most of the uninhabited areas are excluded, it is an extremely remote land boundary.
To create a river of gold that surrounds everyone, only the six major forces can think about such a feat.
It is estimated that it is reluctant to spend such financial and material resources.
The Tianji Pavilion, which is the best in Shangyuan, can be so generous.
But it's not outrageous when you think about it - Tianji Pavilion is in charge of Tongbao, and it can be said that half of the world's cultivation materials are circulated through their hands.
So the grand Xuanwu banquet, compared with such a terrifying ability to make money, immediately pales in comparison.
However, everyone was only slightly amazed, and then sank into the wine and delicacies.
Jiang Nan picked up a white-gold meatball from Jinhe, threw it into his mouth, and was stunned at that moment.
Since he came to this world, he traveled all over the world and ate a lot of delicacies.
Even all kinds of delicacies with precious spiritual birds as ingredients are also taste buds.
But those dishes that he thought were delicious, compared with Xuanwu's flesh and blood, can only be described in two words - spicy chicken.
For a moment, the strange smell of meat reverberated throughout Jiangzhou.
In many counties and towns far away from Qixiu Mountain, countless people also came out, looking at the mighty golden river falling down, with novelty in their eyes.
They also heard Li Qingyun's words just now.
But it wasn't until the wine and meat were delivered to them that the people at the bottom realized that it was true.
For a moment, most of the common people bowed in the direction of Qixiu New Town.
"Immortal Master, Immortal Master is merciful!" A young man's voice was pious.
"Fart's mercy!" behind him, the white-haired old man spoke slowly,
"If it wasn't for that King Zhenxi thinking about us, Zhuzi, you really think that group of immortal masters would put us in their eyes?"
"Where can such a good thing be our turn?"
"If you want to worship, you have to worship the right person, you have to worship King Zhenxi!"
But in Qixiu New City, where the eyes of countless people gathered, the cultivators ate meat and drank heavily, enjoying themselves.
The majestic vitality and spiritual power contained in the Xuanwu flesh and blood also exploded in the bodies of the cultivators.
Some low-level cultivators who were about to break through shouted loudly and directly broke through!
For a moment, the city was filled with spiritual energy and immortal light, which was extremely strange.
Among them, a drunken cultivator chanted loudly,
"The meat is summoned, the wine is thrown away, the meat is delicious and the wine is mellow, and the spirit is full!"
"The days of the gods are nothing more than this!"
His words, however, also expressed the aspirations of many cultivators present!
……
Time passed slowly, and it was already afternoon in a blink of an eye.
Because of the vitality and aura of Xuanwu's flesh and blood, the entire Jiangzhou is shrouded in misty mist, looming like a fairyland.
It can be described as a feast of bliss if you are full of wine and meat.
The atmosphere is also peaceful.
Many cultivators who are somewhat contradictory are also amicable in this corrupt banquet.
However, when the sun was setting to the west, an unexpected figure slowly rose into the sky.
——Arhat hanging in the air.
"All benefactors, please listen to the old monk's words."
His voice was extremely high-pitched, and it spread throughout the entire new city accompanied by aura.
Previously, no one had noticed that he ascended the sky.
But when the voice spread, people all looked up.
There is displeasure in the eyes.
This is equivalent to when a husband and wife are doing ups and downs, someone suddenly asks you to stop.
Whoever I change, my heart is full of anger.
On the other side, Tie Lie, whose face was already flushed, turned vicious.
With the smell of alcohol, he cursed, "Old bald donkey, if you talk too much and get in the way of everyone's good deeds, I will definitely boil you into the pot!"
However, in the face of Tie Lie's angry shout, the Hanging Arhat was not annoyed,
"Iron benefactor, seeing you all having such a feast, how dare you stop me?"
"What I want to say today is another matter—this matter threatens the survival of humanity, and I hope all benefactors will listen to it."
As soon as he said this, the leaders of all parties frowned.
They thought that Monk Kongxuan would not lose his mind on such an occasion, so they made everyone happy.
Otherwise, it is asking for trouble.
Since he can say this, it should be targeted.
As a result, in the new city, it became quiet.
In the eyes of one after another, Monk Kongxuan smiled, and said loudly, "Before that, I would like to ask King Zhenxi first——Since you stepped into the path of cultivation until now, you have been able to kill the ancient god centipede. How long has it been?"
After the words fell, most people frowned.
They still don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the empty arhat gourd.
But the words of Hanging Arhat made everyone focus on Jiangnan.
Jiang Nan's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that it was Monk Kongxuan who was going to attack.
But before he could speak, the sword in the distance suddenly raised a terrifying aura.
"Kongxuan, speak up when you have something to say, don't beat around the bush."
"Otherwise, the old man will break your arm again."
His words were full of murderous intent, not like a joke.
Kongxuan Arhat glanced at him, facing the threat, he was not in a hurry, "That's what I said, it's all right."
"Benefactor Jiang, as far as I know, before the beginning of last year, you were just a private school teacher in a small county town in Daxia. You are an ordinary person who doesn't know how to practice."
"However, in just two years, he was able to kill the ancient god, Master Jiang, is there such a thing?"
Looking at the old monk, Jiang Nan raised his eyes slightly, "Not bad, but so what?"
"This king is very talented, and his practice is like eating and drinking. Could it be that this is what the master said to threaten the survival of humanity?"
Hearing this, everyone nodded secretly.
Although the speed of Jiangnan's advancement is indeed a bit outrageous, it has made a great contribution to humanity.
Don't say anything else, just say that the court is secret, so that people can take the lead in the upcoming battle of gods.
Where is this a threat to the survival of humanity?
This is a proper revitalization of humanity!
Facing Jiangnan's rhetorical question, Hanging Arhat did not show any embarrassment, instead he said,
"It would be great if that's the case."
"pity……"
Accompanied by his voice, the hearts of everyone who heard it tensed.
"Unfortunately, Benefactor Jiang is not my human being, but a remnant of the Heavenly Court, with sinister intentions..."
(End of this chapter)